Methods Of Seduction Chapter 1: Latex and Rubber, an inuyasha fanfic

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha. Even though I wish I did. = . =

Author note: It's gonna be a good story folks...even though I'm prone to long bouts of writer's blocks...--...you've been warned...--

Warning: Lemony part following these asterisks Please skip if you do not wish to read it!

Methods of Seduction

Chapter 1: Latex and Rubber

He sighed as he walked into the precinct. His regular Lakers hat adorned his head, hiding his white, snowy dog-ears from view. He pulled out his car keys from his black, leather jacket and made sure the alarms for his 'baby' were on. He smirked in remembrance of his first day here at the precinct. The guys had all gawked at his luscious, red Ferrari 360 Modena Spyder. It had everything a man could want in car. Well, at least to him it had everything. It came fully equipped with beige leather seats, a convertible top, cruise control, CD player and changer, power doors, power windows, and power seats. None of that really mattered to him that much, it was an exotic car suited for an exotic man such as himself. Well...half man anyway.

He continued his trek into the station, nodding at his buddies who he joined weekly at Traxx, an American restaurant/bar. He turned a couple of white, pristine corners and came to a stop at an office and walked in. He shut the door behind him and flung the manila folder he had picked up on the way in onto the red mahogany desk in front of him. He crossed his arms across his chest and scowled.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing in my seat, Bouzu?"

The wheeled chair in front of the desk spun around. And in it was a man with black hair pulled into a low ponytail at the base of his neck, a golden looped ear-ring on his left lobe, a black suit on with a dark blue-collard shirt underneath, the first several buttons undone. The man smiled pervertedly, a magazine being pulled from under the desk and flung on top of it.

"I was reading."

Inuyasha rolled his eyes at the blatant lie. "Bullshit. What do you think you're doing in MY office looking at PLAYBOY MAGAZINES in MY leather chair?!"

The black-haired man sighed dejectedly. "Honestly, Inuyasha, I was doing research."

"Fuck it." Inuyasha stomped over to his chair, shoving the dark-haired man out of the way.

"I would if I could, Yash, but alas, they are only pictures of extravagant women totally and utterly naked---"

"Miroku, you fucked up with Sango again, didn't you?" He clicked on a message from one of his clients and briefly skimmed over it, before opening another one he had received.

That said, the man, Miroku, slumped in defeat and leaned against the wooden desk. He looked over his shoulder at Yash. "Yeah. I did. We were at this restaurant, and this waitress with a small, cute little ass comes walking by, that short outfit of hers riding up on her ass---" Inuyasha whistled low in appreciation as he imagined it. "Yeah, I know, Yash. Well as you know, I only have eyes for my Sango-dearest and so the chic walked right by but I caught a glimpse of some tape or something stuck on the back of her outfit. Naturally I reach out to grab it---to late she's already moving forward and past my table, when suddenly she backs up into my outstretched hand. At that point, the gods must have hated me at that very moment, 'cuz the waitress turned around shyly and giggled at me, never noticing my horrified expression OR the woman sitting across from me. 'Course by that time, Sango was already up after having smashed her chicken salad in my face and storming out of the restaurant taking MY car home because she had snatched my keys when I had been floundering for air under all the chicken salad on my face. So I had to walk home by myself, never got that roll in the hay I had wanted and here I am."

During his long speech, Yash had finished reading some reports, one ear trained on Miroku as he talked, and was know sitting back in his chair, feat propped up on his desk.

"She's not going to marry you, you know, if you keep this up. She's been your fiancé, for what, one and a-half years? I'd have already strung you up by your balls."

Miroku stuck his chin out and headed for the door. "I don't do guys, Yash. Sorry."

Inuyasha narrowed his eyes. "Screw y--" "Again with that? I don't fu--"

"OUT!" Yash snarled as he plopped back into his chair with a sigh. His door closed as Miroku walked out laughing. He pulled out his palm pilot and began gathering and re-looking over some information when Miroku's head popped back in. "Oh, Yash?"

"What?"

"Hope I didn't ruin those Armani pants when I masturbated in your chair!" And then he was gone with the slam of the door.

"SHIT!"

Lemony

The woman sighed as her lover anxiously pulled off her skirt, followed by her Pantyhose and lastly her thong. He panted hard and she moaned as he ran his hands up her bare thighs, squeezing appreciatively. She sat up and struggled him out of his work clothes as he hastily ripped open her blouse. "You'll have to pay for that." She growled seductively.

"Oh I will?"

"Mmmhmmm" She murmured. She pushed him onto his back and straddled his naked waist. She laid her full, naked body on top of him, making sure her breasts were pushed into his face. He groaned and quickly grappled for one with his mouth, eagerly sucking it as she pinched and massaged his nipples. She reached down between their bodies, slick with sweat, to grasp his burning erection in her hand and laying it between the folds of her vagina. He bucked against her and she moaned, rocking back against him. She began to move faster as she sat up and raked her slick folds over penis, back and forth. The man beneath her thrusted upwards as he kept a steady grip on her tiny waist. "Don't...stoooop..oh.." Her lover breathed. She threw her head back as she gasped frantically, her body shaking. Suddenly she felt it and she collapsed atop him as he gripped her tightly to him as they reached a white-hot climax. She quickly sprang up into her seated position as her climax seared through her body. "Ohhhhhhhhh...goooodddsssssss..."She moaned. The man cried out sharply as his seed erupted from his shaft, spraying into the air like a fountain of water as it splattered onto his office couch and carpet. "Gods...woman..."

"...Yes?"

"C'mere, will you?"

She smiled seductively. "How close?"

"...My face..." She grinned and crawled up her lover's body and situated her dripping, wet vagina over his face. More precisely his mouth.

"That good?"

"Perfect, hun." And with that she lowered herself into his mouth, his lips pulling her wet essence into his mouth as he drank her and sucked her. She gasped and bucked her hips as she felt his tongue flick over her nub, rubbing it sensuously. His hands held her butt cheeks, squeezing and clenching them as he bean to suck harder. "OH!" She cried out, letting all her weight fall on his head as her legs encased his skull between her thighs and her hands clenched in his hair. His tongue entered her and thrusted vigorously and she shuddered, arching her back. "Oh..OH!!"

She retracted her hands from his hair as she grasped her breasts, squeezing them tightly and pinching her nipples. "OH GODS!!" Her insides exploded with a shock of immense pleasure, it racing throughout her body in a rush as her vagina oozed and milked her essence into her lover's mouth. She slumped over the arm rest of the chair, panting heavily as her lover sat up, her falling into his lap. "I take it you liked that?"

She nodded, unable to form words.

"Good"

She could feel his smirk. He suddenly, in one fluid motion, stood up with her in his arms and flipped her onto her stomach over his desk. Her feet were braced on the floor and her stomach and breasts were pressed against the worn top. She looked back at him over her shoulder and he shook his head. "Nuh-uh, sweetie. Now you stay right there, love."

She watched perplexed and quite aroused, as he moved around his desk, in front of her, and he pulled open some of his drawer. Things clanked around and something suspiciously sounded like metal. But before her brain could come up with an answer, she felt to cold clasps hooking around her wrists. "Wha..?"

"I bound you to the desk because I don't want my sweet running from me now do I? You might be overwhelmed with all the pleasure your about to endure."

She watched him, mouth slightly open, as he pulled out other objects from his drawer

She quickly recognized the vibrator and then he held something else that she had no idea about. He quickly came back around to her and she felt him pushing her buttcheeks apart. She had never had a sexual encounter like this before. Not that she'd that many. She'd only ever used a man's dick as her means to pleasure, never anything else. She smirked. It was something new.

"Do your worst." She moaned airily.

"I won't disappoint you." He grinned at her.

She felt the hard plastic fake cock pushing against her asshole and moaned. She stiffened when she felt him slightly pushing it in and she willed her body to relax when he told her to. He pushed it again, slightly widening her each time. It was torturing her and she begged him to get on with it.

He agreed and she suddenly felt the tip jam into her hole. "OHHHHH!" She squeezed her eyes in pain and pleasure. "Are you ok?"

"Push..it..all ..the way...in..onegai.." He did as he was asked, though hesitantly for fear of hurting her. She felt it slide all the way in, filling her deeply and completely, stretching her wide. She felt him strap something over her asshole and when she asked what it was, he had told her, "It's to keep the vibrator inside you, hon. It's masking tape." She had nodded in approval.

Next she felt him lean against her back, hinds coming around to her pelvis area. "What are you doing?"

"Giving your clit its very own mini-vibrator." Her eyes widened when she felt the little clip latched on to her and shuddered. He leaned back off her and slid his fingers between her thighs, testing her readiness. "Ah. You seem to be dry. No problem. I'll fix that in just a sec."

She watched him yet again as he pulled something out of his desk and sat in his chair. "What--"

"Hang on babe. Pleasure you want, pleasure you'll get."

She saw him flick a button on what appeared to be a remote that he was holding. Immediately after he flicked the button, the vibrator in her ass sprang to life with energy. It vibrated her insides violently and her knees buckled, leaving her hanging of the desk by her bound wrists.

"Ohhhhh....oh...oh...oh..Ahhhh..my..gods...oh!" She panted, looking into her lover's eyes.

She was unaware that she was grinding her hips violently into the desk. White flashed before her eyes as she felt the vibrator on her clit come to life also. She screamed, her hands clenching and unclenching. She had never felt something like this in her entire life. Her whole body vibrated, most violently at her sensitive, more private areas. After several minutes...she was sure she had had at least four quick orgasms, the huge puddle of liquids beneath her on the floor growing steadily. She chanced a glance at her lover, him watching her hungrily. He stood up and then crawled onto the desk, kneeling in front of her. She quickly caught site of his swollen erection, standing straight up in front of her face. She could almost see it pulsing, it was so thick and erected. He sat down in front of her, his legs dangling off the edge of the desk as he scooted closer to her. "Suck ...me..." she heard him pant. Soon enough, he grabbed her head without any warning and plunged himself deep into her throat, moaning loudly. She closed her eyes and took him all in, sucking eagerly. They soon became two frantic lovers, stuck in the violent throws of passion, both eager to reach completion and that blissful state of release. "...Mistress..."

A young woman, about the age of twenty-four, could be seen walking down Los Angeles' sidewalks, talking on her cell-phone animatedly. She weaved in and out of the large crowds that were blocking her walking space and continued to casually stroll past them as if they weren't there. The tight, black skirt she wore revealed her long, tanned legs. The open-toed heels she wore clicked against the cement as she walked and the white, see-through blouse she wore came down into a "V" on her chest, showing off some cleavage. Her black, wavy hair had a blue tint to it whenever the sun hit it and it danced about her as a slight breeze played with it. Hooked on the arm not holding her cell was her black purse and strung over it was her light-weight, black coat that came to the end of her skirt whenever she wore it. She stopped at an intersection, waiting for the pedestrian sign to flash so she and the people around her would be able to cross the street.

"So how many years did he get?" Her voice spoke into the phone.

A voice answered her immediately. "At least twenty years, Kagome. You did good work."

"Nothing new. It just seemed strange to me at the time when Namura slaughtered his family but had reacted so violently when he found out about their death. It was if it was totally new news to him. The pieces didn't fit together."

"Well everyone believed him to be faking innocence about it. Even old Oni-poo seemed to believe he was faking it."

Kagome scowled as she walked across the street and into a restaurant called Traxx.

"That bastard. I don't even see why he's a detective. Certainly doesn't have the brains for it."

"You know how it is with men, Kagome. They have only one true head and it's the one attached between their legs."

"Yeah, well...It should just dry up and fall off 'cuz he's not doing anybody any favors when he 'takes over' a case. Just wants the glory and credit for himself. He has no feelings for the situation whatsoever."

"Well, 'nuff 'bout Onigumo. I was really impressed when you found out that Namura had a serious drug addiction. I couldn't believe he had been using his wife to administer illegal drugs to him. She worked at Angel's Paramedics, right?"

Kagome nodded and sat at the bar, ordering a beer and a burger. "Yeah, she was a nurse. I can't believe she kept quiet for three years though. Didn't do her any good since she ended up in the body bag. Well, after I found out she had been handing the drugs to him; I found out that he had Schizophrenia. He had had it as a young child as well, but his parents had gotten him treatment. Guess it never really went away."

The woman on the other line agreed with a slight "hmm."

"Well, after that...it wasn't too hard to put the pieces together. When he killed them, he had over-dosed pretty bad and apparently the split personality disorder took over him. Before that, he had been charged two years earlier with sexual abuse. He got off easy. Only had six months in the slammer. Whoever had been his lawyer was a damn good liar."

"Probably gotten paid."

"No doubt. Anyways Rin, how's your pregnancy going? Sesshoumaru treating you alright?" Kagome took a sip of her beer and a bite out of her burger.

"I'm good. Seven months along and as fat as ever. Sesshy has become the ever-so-protective one. Won't let me do anything, stubborn dog."

Kag smiled. Good 'ole Rin and her mate as well as husband, Sesshoumaru Takahashi.

She had met Rin a couple of years back when she had been promoted to detective material. She had gotten out of the precinct as fast as she could with her new promotion and away from the prowling hands of Inuyasha Takahashi, Sesshoumaru's younger brother, who had taken a sexual liking to her as he had claimed she was his mate. He had the biggest sex drive she had ever had the displeasure of experiencing and he was by far, in her book, a major playboy. Albeit, a filthy rich one. Rin's voice brought her out of her thoughts.

"Huh?"

"I said, what are you doing? You seem preoccupied and I can hear munching sounds. Bout to make me hurl."

Kag grinned. "Eating. I'm eating at Traxx. I should bring you over here some time. It's a great place."

She heard a huff from Rin. "Provided that Sesshy will let me out of this house."

"He's just worried about you, you know."

"I know. But it's a bit aggravating at times."

"I'm sure."

"You have no idea, Kag. Instead of Sesshoumaru, picture someone who would be, like, ten times more possessive and arrogant. Like—"

"Inuyasha..?" She briefly wondered why she even thought of his name. Rin could possibly have another man's name in mind. Why would she even say the younger Takahashi's name any—

"Exactly who I was thinking! Inuyasha! How'd you guess? Anyways..." Kag sighed. She hated being right sometimes. She zoned back in to catch the end of Rin's little speech. "...I mean you already know how Yash is with you, even though you refuse his advances and avoid him at all costs, but he'd be a terror if you were in my position and he in Sesshy's. I'd feel so sorry for you, Kag."

Kagome took another swig of her beer. She hadn't realized she'd almost drank half the glass already. She looked at her watch. One o'clock already? "But you see Rin, there's a difference. I am never, ever, going to be pregnant with Inuyasha Takahashi's child while he goes to work and I'm locked away inside my house during the later stages of my pregnancy because he's too possessive, arrogant, egotistical, insatiable, and perverted."

"Never say 'never', Kag. That sounds like a good idea for a sturdy relationship, don't you think?" A male voice drawled into her ear. She mentally groaned. Speak of the devil himself. Why, oh why, did she have to go to the one restaurant in town that he happened to always go to. She remembered how the name had sounded familiar to her before and with sudden clarity, realized that the man sitting extremely close to her on her right side had instilled the name in her brain from one of their earlier run-ins.

Pressing the phone into the curve of her neck, for Rin's sake as well as politeness, she turned her head to hiss as the silver haired man. "You mean a relationship with the bed, right?" She cocked an elegant eyebrow at him. He grinned wildly at her before chuckling softly. "More like a little exercise between the sheets. A little exercise between me and you, to be specific. Whaddaya say, babe?" She ignored that comment before putting the phone back up to her ear to speak to Rin. She saw Yash wave his hands to the bartender and a moment later a beer was handed to him. She turned her head away so she wouldn't be tempted to look at him. Or him her, but he would do it anyway she supposed. She realized she chose the wrong day to wear a skirt as she felt a clawed hand slide up her right thigh. She slapped his hand away and hissed at him again before talking to Rin, ignoring his laughter. "Rin, the devil himself decided to stop by and torture me with his raging libido. I need to go now and make sure to give Sess my 'hellos'. I don't suppose he'd want one from Yash." She muttered as she turned to look at Inuyasha. He looked at her innocently before reaching out to grab her thigh again. "Stop that!"

He smirked. "I'm just trying to help you work out your PMS aggression in a non-violent manner. I'm being a total gentleman today."

"My ass." She said sarcastically. "I'd love to, Kag. But I thought you were all for privacy when it came to sexual situations. I didn't think you want some of the guys here to hear you moaning out your need for me." He replied just as smoothly as he took a gulp of his beer before smacking her ass. " 'Sides...I didn't think you took it anally."

She couldn't stop herself from blushing and to her mortification she felt a low heat pool in her lower stomach at his words. She quickly muttered a goodbye to Rin and opted for insulting him, hoping he hadn't caught the change in her scent. "Sounds like you've been working too hard Yash, and not wonking off enough. I hear that bimbos dressed in Eros Boutique: Latex and Rubber are on your favorites menu. Sorry but I don't do the cheap knockoff, so you'll have to stop by the nearest corner for a quickie. Oh yeah, touch my ass again and I'll kill you."

Inuyasha deliriously took in the scent of her arousal and smirked to himself. He knew she had an attraction to him. He definitely knew he had an attraction to her if the tent in his Armani pants were any indication. He barely took in her angry insult. Something 'bout latex, rubber, quickies and ass. He was too busy inhaling her scent and letting it wrap around him, affecting him to a point of some serious restraint problems going on down there. The quick snippets he caught from her speech did nothing to help his aroused yet content state as he pictured Kagome's slender, naked, long legs wrapping around his waist and her helping him with his said 'tent' problem.

His morning, so far, had gotten progressively worse after he had strangled Miroku for his masturbation comment. They'd gotten called to arrive at a place in the middle of the business district for a murder. It hadn't been to far from Kag's high rise building. The case had been a double homicide, nothing big but certainly not pretty nor good smelling.

His poor nose had been sent into overdrive with the heavy stench of mating, alcohol and blood. It had clung to the murder scene like a second skin. He hadn't been able to get within ten feet of the scene before almost passing out and he did just that before Miro had to forcefully pull him away. All the guys had wondered what was wrong with him and he had been ready to reply with a quick, snappish 'Not feeling well at the moment, alright! Why don't you go fuck the nearest lamp post for amusement instead of paying attention to me!?', but before the retort could leave his lips, his ever so wonderful, pain-in-the-ass friend had replied for him with a simple, 'He's just sexually deprived at the moment. The scene rather grates on his nerves, if ya'll get the idea?'

He had then smiled charmingly as a young, blonde woman dressed in nothing but tight, black plastic had come over during my initial shock at his words and the guys' acceptance at my sudden 'bout of dizziness. He had been quick to deter the young woman away from me after seeing my murderous glare and silent promises of death. The situation hadn't gotten any better as a fat, blubbering, NAKED man had stumbled out of the building, one hand firmly gripping his erection as the other pressed into the wound on his side. Needless to say he had never been so disgusted in his life as at that very moment. It'd haunt his dreams but not as badly as the one when that very man had run over and collapsed on top of the dead MAN, not the woman, and with loud, moaning grunts ejaculated on top of the dead corpse. Silence and shock had ensued as the man panted and murmured with sobs of , 'how could you?' and 'you promised me' and 'how dare you couple with a woman.' I think I was the only one who had heard those comments, my furry ears twitching under my cap very rapidly. I wish I hadn't heard them though. Hadn't helped my nausea any.

After that, we returned to the precinct, the gay man being dragged off for questioning and such. Twelve had rolled around and some of the guys and I had headed over to Traxx for a lunch break. I silently begged some straggler to pick a fight with me since I needed to relieve my stress but low and behold a wondrous, familiar scent invaded my nose as my eyes landed on a very curvaceous form situated at the bar as I entered. A long leg was daintily draped over the other in a crossed fashion and her tight, black skirt rode up her thighs. He could see straight through that white blouse of hers, his eyesight better than the original humans'. He noted the black bra she wore underneath and he wondered if she had worn black underneath white simply because she thought no one could tell what the color of her bra was. He snorted at the idea, she had probably known what she was doing and she had worn it purposefully. For a second he had gotten angry as he had strode over to the bar, giving predatory looks to any males looking her way that said 'Mine. So fuck off.', thinking momentarily that she dressed to draw male attention to her. She didn't need any other male's attention except his. And she would soon learn it.

He came out of musings when a sharp and painful blow to his left ankle sent a jolt of pain throughout his body. "Fuck bitch, what was that for!?" He growled angrily. She snorted. "You were staring at my breasts while I was talking. Be glad I didn't nail the family jewels, or you'd be out of business." He gave her a smug look. "You couldn't reach, sweetheart. And you wouldn't want to show what's underneath that skirt now would you?" She stared at him levelly. "I would have no problem getting on top of the bar and stepping down on top of your 'little inu.'" She flipped her hair over her shoulder, exposing her long, sleek neck. He mock pouted while covering his groin protectively.

" I'd rather watch you strip-tease. Besides, you'd enjoy 'little inu' more if he was...functional. So you might want to hold off on the murderous thoughts, for your own benefit." He finished off the last of his beer. She glared at him. "You mean your benefit? I don't think Willy allows women to strip-tease in his restaurant, do ya Willy?" She looked at the bartender. He shook his with a teasing grin. "Nope. Not gettin' sued again after that incident with that last chick. But for you Miss Higurashi, I could make acceptions." She had the decency to blush while Yash roared with laughter. He turned to Willy, "It would be private, right?" Willy gave him a deadpan look. "No way Takahashi. I'd at least get to see her too, she's not yours, you know. Plus, I think your work buddies would be very jealous now don't you think? Especially the one with the ponytail...I wouldn't want to start a riot." Yash scowled as Kagome laughed. "I keep trying to tell him I don't belong to him either, Willy. Poor, wittle Inu gets jealous so fast, doesn't he?" She cooed laughingly at Yash while he scowled still. Willy shook his head with chuckles before walking off.

Inuyasha grumbled at the sexily dressed woman laughing at him and pulled her into his lap, ignoring her surprised squeals. He pulled her against his chest and made her straddle his thighs with her back pressed against the bar. His arms locked around her in an iron grip. "Let me go, Yash." She tried pushing him away, but he didn't even budge.

"No." He replied with a smirk. "Why?" She ground out between her clenched teeth. He loved seeing her angry. But he loved seeing her naked even more. " 'Cuz you're both wrong, Kag. You are mine. You just won't accept it, but you know you want it." In response to his words, he ground hips into hers, letting the implications of his words settle in. She gasped in surprise and he could smell the beginnings of the spicy tint to her scent that had quickly became known to him as her arousal. He inhaled appreciatively. She knew what he was and certainly had no qualms about it that was for sure. Even if she acted like she did, her scent never lied to him.

She trailed her hands over the exposed skin showing between the open buttons of his silk, red shirt. She saw his eyes momentarily drift close. "I don't want anything that stick ups between your legs, Takahashi. Not now, not ever." He opened his eyes again. His amber orbs boring into her deep, blue ones. His hands traveled down her back to rest on her behind and he squeezed it appreciatively. Surprisingly she didn't smack him and he mentally cheered at getting her closer to agreeing to be with him. And sharing his bed, of course. "You weren't saying that last time." He pointed out.

She huffed. "I was drunk. I didn't know what I was doing."

He gave her a stern look. "Now, Kag, we both know you weren't anywhere near drunk...except off of me maybe....but I remember quite well how you attacked my zipper. What was it that you said? Oh yeah...now I remember... 'I want you so badly, Yash. Why are your clothes still on? Let me help you out of them.'"

Her face flamed red. "That was a mistake. I should have never went to bed with you."

"Mistake? You call our wonderfully, hot, steamy night of raunchy and wild sex a mistake? I think some words in your vocabulary are messed up. I believe you meant fantastic, right?"

"No. I meant what I said. You just used your womanizing charms on me, Takahashi, just to get me in bed. And I foolishly fell for them too. Your nothing but a playboy, Yash and your frustrated that I won't ease your raging libido by simply bending over so you can take the pleasure you want. I'm not one of your normal easy catches that swoon at the site of you and get wet instantly. You've never really had to work for anything you didn't have come to you on platter and naked."

Damn. She hit it on the nail. How does she do that!? He had to admit that everything that just came out of her mouth was painfully true. It exited him somewhat that she knew him so well and at the same time it made him angry. Yeah. He wanted her and she knew it. He wanted to slam into her wet little pussy over and over while she accepted his declarations of being his. And his only. But she knew his charms...and while their first time had technically made her his, by youkai standards, she didn't want his possession or his pleasures. But he wanted her and he was determined to get her to bow down to him in submission and accept him fully. If he had to work for it, damn it, he would. And he promised himself that he would have Ms. Kagome Higurashi in his bed and in his reach; No matter how hard it would be. And she'd wear his last name like a second skin if he anything to do about it. She was his. And he wouldn't let her get away.

She was breathing heavily from her long tirade. And she started at his face as it set into determination. One thing that she had not mentioned was that Inuyasha Takahashi was as hard-headed as her about some things and never gave up easily. She hoped that those two factors would not end up leading her to her downfall in this game against him.

"Alright, Kag. I realize that your different from my normal— "

Her eyes narrowed. "Rotation?" She filled in for him.

He chuckled a bit nervously before clearing his throat. "Right. And that I'll just have to prove to you that I'm worthy of your affections and time. Sound good, babe?"

She stared at him shocked speechless. Inuyasha Takahashi was willing to try to win her over like a gentleman instead of trying to use her like some sex toy? The world was coming to an end. "W-What?" She stuttered. He grinned at her shocked expression.

"You heard me. I'm up for the challenge."

"You won't win." She said defiantly.

"It's two against one. Little inu and I are a team."

She didn't miss the sexual innuendo. "Perv."

"Only for you, bitch."

"I won't tolerate your sexual wantings and sporadic 'feel me ups.'"

"No worries. But don't expect me to change my whole personality for you. I'm only altering my pick-up lines and boyish charm."

"Understandable. I will be seeing other men, you know. Don't give me that look! I know you were seeing AND doing other women after our one-nighter!"

"Jealous, eh?"

"Hardly, Yash. Your ego's just too inflated."

"You can't be seeing other men when your seeing me, bitch."

"Who said I'm seeing you?"

"You're mine. And lil— "

"Don't even say those next words." She growled.

"How do YOU know what I was going to say? It's not like your in my mind ya know." But you're certainly on my mind a lot...

"Oh really? I do happen to know you, Takahashi." With that she reached down between their bodies to grip his manhood quite painfully. And pulled slightly.

He gasped in pain.

"Little inu says really nothing, Yash. Just feels and squirts. Sometimes rubs."

"Owwww...let go bitch! You want to render me helpless? Well here ya go! Now leggo! I think I'm going numb down there..." He sighed and immediately rubbed and massaged his poor flesh once she let go. She crawled out of his lap, stood and fixed her clothing, receiving several cat-calls. She smirked at him as he let out a low growl at the thought of other men looking at her sexually. She called back to him as she walked out of the restaurant, just to tease and anger him more. "I'm still seeing other men! And you don't qualify 'cuz you're only half! See ya, Takahashi!"

"You better not you bitch!" He hollered back at her. He seethed angrily at the thought of her doing things, which she should be doing only with him, with other guys.

"Yash?"

He looked up at Willy. "What?"

"I'm gonna assume she didn't pay 'cuz you were going to."

He grumbled about disobedient bitches and stupid wenches while he paid Willy for his lunch AND hers. "Demanding ain't she?"

He nodded in agreement. "She's got a fiery attitude also."

Willy smirked. "Just like the sexy, angel of hell itself. She kicks ass but has a tight little body for a figure."

Inuyasha gave him a deadly look. "Hands off. My territory. My bitch."

Willy held his hands up in a placating gesture. "Don't worry Yash, your scent is all over her. It'd be hard to not notice the claim. I'm not gonna bud in on your territory, especially when I can't win. I'll do ya a favor by keeping an eye out for her here since she seems to draw attention quickly, ya know, warn ya for intruding males and such."

Inuyasha nodded in approval. "Sounds good. Lemme give you my speed-dial."

He quickly scribbled his number down onto a piece of napkin and gave it to Willy.

"Gimme a ring if she's ever here and I'm not, ok? Gotta keep that bitch on a short leash somehow."

Willy laughed and nodded. "Can do. Oh, you should get you a spell, ya know, for your ears and claws and stuff. I got one on. Works pretty well. I look human for the most part, 'cept for the unnatural eye color. But hey, I'm not one to complain."

Yash thought about it before asking for the man's name and place that created the spells.

"Marty's, huh?"

Willy nodded. "Yeah. Strange name...it's basically a small place that doesn't get noticed a lot, so it doesn't have any trouble. Dude who did my spell was a woman. An old woman who was a miko to be exact."

That caught Yash's attention. "Miko? Why is a miko helping out youkai? Isn't that against their religion or sumthin?"

A shrug was all he got as Willy turned to a new customer.

Yash got up and left the restaurant, heading for his Spyder. He decided to go check out this 'Marty's' place and see for himself. Just as he was heading out his cell rang. He quickly, with one hand, flipped open the top and pressed the green button.

He was used to talking and conducting business while driving - it was just a little more challenging if the car was moving. But hell, Yash liked a challenge.

"Yash?"

"Yeah. Miro? What's up?"

"Not good news."

"Sango?"

"Still pissed."

"Then?"

"We need you down here at the precinct pronto. Another case popped up, but, Yash, it's like nothing we've ever encountered before. I'm definitely pissed as all hell and I know you will be too once you get your ass over here." Yash cursed and made a sudden u-turn in the middle of traffic, flipping those off who yelled and honked at him as he sped towards the precinct. "Do they know who did it?"

"....."

"Bouzu!"

"No. They're not sure but they...they think it was Naraku."

Inuyasha almost hit the brakes on his car but kept going. He did his best not to grip his leather steering wheel too tight for fear of puncturing it with his claws. "Naraku, eh? That bastard. After six years he decides to show his face again. He still speaking in riddles as always?"

"Even worse. We might need to...uproot our hidden talents somewhat."

"Shit."

"I called Sango also and even though she was still...angered with me...she promised to try to find any seedier contacts that could be leaking info bout Naraku."

"Good. What stunt did he pull this time?"

"Remember, Yash. We're still not sure it's Naraku."

"Alright, I get it." Yash growled impatiently as he made a left turn at a light.

"Abi Mistress was whacked. And whacked good. There's no reason for Naraku, or whoever, to have gone after her. She didn't have a dirty past or nothin. Just a clean straight business and rollin in the doe. "

"Isn't she the owner of that big business company called O & A Drug Save?

"Exactly. So I can see there why someone would wanna whack the company's owner. They make millions a year and produce a fairly good amount of drugs that could be used for the black market."

Yash raised an eyebrow while he sat at another red light. Damn it was taking him a long time to get there. "Think she could've been a possible user or had some lackeys do some inside jobs for her? Maybe the bitch made a deal that went over bad."

"Not sure. But we won't rule those chances out. But if it was Naraku, we gotta find out how she knew him and why she screwed him."

"Sadistic lecher."

"Not sadistic. Just deprived of sexual wantings that a man of my genre should never experience."

Inuyasha sighed as he ruled his eyes faintly. "I'm here and don't even think about bitchin me out cuz there was traffic!"

He heard a disappointed sigh over the phone. "You know me well, Yash. Too well."

Yash growled. "Perhaps more than I'd like." He replied before hanging up on him and parking his car. He gave the vale his regular payment and headed inside.

A/N: Ah! 18 pages long!!! You wondeful readers better review! Well, now we've had a look at Yash's and Kag's relationship. He gonna be able to pull it off? And what about this case?

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