DISCLAIMER
I don't own Inuyasha or "Sugar, we're going down" by Fall Out Boy
Kagome sighed sparing a glance over at him. His long silvery hair blocking her view of his face.
Am I more than you bargained for yet
She packed up everything off her desk tiny desk. With a huff she pushed it up and slid it between the seats forcefully trying to release her pent up frustration on it. The professor finished the material and finally released the class. She marched down the stadium seating towards the door. Fighting every urge, Kagome made sure she didn't look back.
I've been dying to tell you anything you want to hear
Cause that's just who I am this week
It was a cloudy, humid day and the roar of Tokyo comforted her heavy heart. Being able to lose one self in the crowd gave her allowed her to distance herself from her problems. Though she knew it would return full force once she closed the door to their apartment.
Lie in the grass, next to the mausoleum
The door creaked open and she entered the dark, tiny apartment. His cologne rich and heady still lingered in the air. Even after he felt his masculine presence marked his territory. He was alpha without a doubt. Slowly, she removed her shoes, wiggling her freed toes. All her movements were muted, trained to not bother his youkai senses.
I'm just a notch in your bedpost
But you're just a line in a song
Kagome threw down her bag, flopped onto the leather sofa. The impact of both soften by the plush padding. Her hands ran through her raven hair, she sent a glare at his favorite leather reclining chair. His throne loomed over the space.
(A notch in your bedpost but you're just a line in a song)
Screaming internally, she threw a pillow at the empty chair, trying to relieve her building frustration. All her strength barely made a thud. Tears welled in her eyes at her desperate frustration at the state of her life.
Drop a heart, break a name
Rolling over, she slide onto her stomach and checked the phone. The blinking light forced her to listen to the messages. Most of them were for him, of course, but there was some from his half-brother for her.
"Kagome, you're free on Friday? Call me, when you get the chance." His voice rang in her ear like a buzzing fly.
We're always sleeping in, and sleeping for the wrong team
Maybe she should have never started sleeping with his half-brother. Originally, she meant to get her mind off of him. But it only forced her to compare their qualities, which only caused disgust toward her would be lover.
We're going down, down in an earlier round
Kagome forced down the reflex to gag as she returned his call on her cell. Her practiced fake enthusiasm was flawless. He actually believed her, but then again he wasn't there to smell the wretched scent of her falsehood or hear her heart beat quicken.
And Sugar, we're going down swinging
She started dinner, her body trained to fix his favorite dish. It was her routine so when he came home … eventually he would have something awaiting for him to eat.
I'll be your number one with a bullet
Kagome wanted to bang her head against the wall. She needed to stop the euphoria she felt as his personal maid.
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it
Nothing stopped the smile that bloomed on her face when she thought of him enjoy the meal. Kagome knew it was unlikely but those rare occasions of simple moments with him gave her such a high.
We're going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we're going down swinging
I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded God, complex, cock it and pull it
Trying to rid the stress of the day, she took a shower. Her blues eyes darkened with her exhaustion wandered over to his soap. The cap popped open under her nimble fingers. The steam caused the aroma of the body wash overwhelm her senses completely. She squeezed out a little and rubbed it over her body. She wished that it was his hot skin not his body wash making her smell like him. Tears finally leaked out of the corners of her eyes lost in the water rinsing her off.
We're going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we're going down swinging
I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded God, complex, cock it and pull it
Once dried and clothed, she went to the balcony and retrieved their laundry. She clutched his to her chest after she folded it. The expensive fabric felt sensual between her fingers. Kagome habitually began putting it away, he should not bother with menial tasks.
Is this more than you bargain for yet
Kagome heard the door opened. She heard his deep voice and knew he wasn't alone. Her chest tightened. She swore it was caving in on itself. She quickly purified her scent from the apartment. The small energy pulse barely worthy of his note. Silently slipping into his closet, she placed a barrier to keep her hidden.
Oh don't mind me I'm watching you two from the closet
Through the cracked door, she saw him lead his companion to his bed. Something, she never experienced. Envy coursed through her, she felt tainted.
Wishing to be the friction in your jeans
Her eyes drank up every exposed inch of his flesh. The way his hands grasped at his lovers neck as he deepened the kiss. How his neck titled just enough as he dominated them.
Isn't it messed up how I am just dying to be him
Kagome had to control the laughter that wanted to escape. An evil cackle wanted to slip passed her lips. How sad that she even know burned for him. The heat he stirred in her was a sad twisted joke. The two males eagerly groped at each other in their passionate state. Strong hands peeled unwanted clothes from masculine chiseled bodies. She knew she should feel guilty for invading their privacy. But, her eyes stayed glued on the golden eyed, silver haired male that had enthralled her.
I'm just a notch in your bedpost
Silent tears rolled down her rosy cheeks as the heavy petting session turned more intimate. She could see their movements shadowed by covers they were under. The strong thrusts of narrow hips.
But you're just a line in a song
(Notch in your bedpost but you're just a line in a song)
Their groans and moans drove a dagger into her heart. The sound of flesh slapping flesh twisted the dagger. Too bad this wound could not let her bleed out. Kagome knew she didn't stand a chance for his affection. She had one cosmic and unavoidable flaw …. Her gender…
Drop a heart, break a name
We're always sleeping in, and sleeping for the wrong team
When the two finally exhausted themselves he rolled off his bedmate. Both fell into a small nap. Kagome with practiced ease silently crept from the room. The barrier placed around her hiding all traces of her perverted viewing. She pressed re-dial on her phone. She needed someone to be as fucked up as she was right now too.
We're going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we're going down swinging
I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded God, complex, cock it and pull it
Before she uttered hello when he finally answered the phone, she heard him hush a woman's giggling voice. He chided the giggle so lovingly. Kagome hung up immediately. Sitting down at the table, she knocked over the plate she had prepared. Kagome placed her forehead down on the tabletop, her raven hair cascading all around her. The plate smashed on the floor scattering her labor of love on the pristine white tile. Tilting her head so her check rested against the cool surface, she dialed Sango's number. He would be up soon.
We're going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we're going down swinging
I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded God, complex, cock it and pull it
Straight to voicemail. Kagome ordered Sango to call her immediately. After a few moments, he emerged his boxer-briefs slung low on his hips revealing the maroon stripes. His glorious face barely etched with worry for the chinaware till he saw it wasn't his. His maroon lined golden eyes shrewdly studied her rigid form.
"When did you arrive here?" He coldly demanded.
Kagome could not muster the strength to establish eye contact.
We're going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we're going down swinging
I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded God, complex, cock it and pull it
"Not long ago…" She sneered. It wasn't a lie so he didn't inquire further.
He stood in the doorway awaiting her to clean and fix his meal again. Sooner than Kagome wanted to admit, she submitted to his unspoken command.
"How many am I making this for?" She dryly commented looking over her shoulder through her wild mass of hair in his direction.
"Two," He answered his tone expressing his distain that she had to ask. He gaze down at his perfect claws with admiration.
We're going down, down in an earlier round
She watched his tight ass as he wandered back to his room from the corner of her eye. She was dying to rake her nails down his entire being. The things she would do.
(Take aim at myself)
Kagome focused on lightly pan-frying the beef again. It needed to be rare but seared on the outside. The beef was from special ordered from Kobe, because he above anything of lesser quality. She heard two voices emerge from the direction of his room.
And Sugar we're going down swinging
She spied the gorgeous pair like darkness and light they contrasted each other. Even shadowed in the long hallway they were ethereal. It was quite the surprise though when she heard an exchange of goodbyes.
(Take back what you said)
He again appeared in the small kitchen doorway, his mammoth body filling up most of the space. His perfect face tilted as he smirked. Still, he only wore those boxer briefs.
"Kagome, you're fantastic. You know that?"
She banged the plates against the table and mockingly answered, "I'm even better off of my feet… but I doubt you will ever experience that."
Pushing past him, she strutted down another hall to her room, thankfully in the opposite direction of his.
(Down, down in an earlier round)
Little did Kagome know, she missed the heated stare following her swaying hips down the hall. Kagome pride kept her from to looking back.
And Sugar we are going down swinging
"I wonder if Kouga is free?" She pondered before she entered her room. She had a wily smirk glued to her face.
(Take back what you said)
Muffled through her closed door the guttural warning growl that reverberated through hall went unheard.
(Down, down in an earlier round)
Kagome lay on her bed. She glared at her phone, not sure of who to call or text. She decided she would wait on Sango's call. Venting would solve more problems than texting Kouga for a booty call.
(Taking aim at myself)
Kagome rolled over clutch her pillow to her chest and brought her right hand to her temple. She poised her index, middle, and thumb fingers straight out while curling her pinkie and ring finger.
She whispered "BANG" and sighed.
(Down, down in an earlier round)
From behind the door, she heard him knock. His voice reverberated through the thick wood saying that he would have to go stop by his father's office where he interned.
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it
She heard the front door slam close and lock behind him. Kagome lay in silent apartment. Relief flooded her when her phone finally rang. Words spewed from her lips as she answered.
We're going down, down (down, down)
Down, down (down, down)
We're going down, down (down, down)
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it
"Sango, tell me again why you allowed me to be roommates with him and not you? I mean … him being rich and paying for most of everything… is awesome. But, the tension is killing me. At this rate I am going to either jump him or butcher his lovers." Kagome whined into the phone.
Sango gave out an exasperated sigh in response to the now normal lamentation.
We're going down, down in an earlier round (Take aim at myself)
And Sugar, we're going down swinging (Take back what you said)
"Basically, why does Sesshomaru have to be gay… and why do I have to be nearly obsessively in love with him" Kagome continued.
"Cause Karma is a bitch… but it cannot be so bitchy not to work out in the end for you" Sango tried to console.
The fates meanwhile laughed because Higurashi Kagome had no idea of the real nature of Tashio Sesshomaru.
Author's Notes
This is a rewrite of one of my older stories. It is the dreaded song-fic. I looked over it and I felt bad for abandoning it. Seeing as I wanted the reader to keep guessing about who Kagome was pining over. I know that Inuyasha is over and that Kagome/Inuyasha is cannon but I that's not my ship. I hope to improve and continue. Also noticing for the both my AU stories I like to name them after song titles. After all this time my writing is plagued with flaws. Always.