Step Two: Let her see what she's missing…

Dirty Dog In Tokyo

Chapter Two: Strut Your Stuff

Kagome went to bed that evening glad to have her belly filled with her mother's home cooking and thoughts of Sesshoumaru far, far from her mind. She woke the next morning feeling refreshed and renewed and reinvigorated.

After dressing and downing her breakfast with obvious relish, she headed off to school…her mind still not even conjuring up a thought about the horny daiyoukai.

It wasn't until after school that he rudely invaded her day.

Her friends had dragged her to WacDonald's after their last class. They'd ordered shakes and fries and sat down in their favorite booth to gossip as girls her age were suppose to do. Of course, the gossip eventually turned to Hojo, the paragon of all males—if her friends were asked. Kagome yawned, covering her mouth with her hand as she listened to Eri try and convince her once more to get serious about dating the too sweet and naïve boy. Honestly, why would she want to date someone who believed her the sickest being on Earth no matter how healthy she actually looked? I'd rather kiss Naraku than have anything to do with any more males…

Wait. Did Naraku count as a male?

"Oh my Kami," Ayumi suddenly whispered at her side as she craned her neck to look around her. "Look at him!"

A feeling of dread swelled up within her as Kagome listened to the sudden outpouring of giddy gaga-ness from her close friends. She didn't want to look—wanted to close her eyes and just keeping drinking her shake—but she did.

Sesshoumaru…

The daiyoukai was standing at the street corner dressed up very elegantly in a suit that probably cost more than her family made in a year and was talking on a cell phone. His long silver hair was unbound and wavering in the breeze, catching the sunlight and looking even silkier than usual.

"Now that is one hot man," Eri whispered from across the table. "I'd love to run my fingers through that hair."

"But what's with those tattoos? Is he Yakuza?"

"Who cares! Look at that body…"

Kagome was beyond caring who was saying what.

Sesshoumaru turned, giving them his profile, and smirked. The action made him seem even more appealing…if the several women walking past him doing double-takes was any clue. "He's not that hot," Kagome huffed. "You haven't heard him speak yet."

"You know him!" screeched Yuka.

"Unfortunately," Kagome bit out underneath her breath. The daiyoukai turned again at that moment and flexed his arm as if he were tired of holding up a simple cell phone. The action flashed them with yet another look at his lean, firmly built body. Louder, she replied, "Kind of. He's Inuyasha's older brother."

At the mention of Inuyasha—who her friends were still sure was a bad boy Kagome needed to rid herself of—all three of her friends' eyes widened and turned to look at Sesshoumaru again. The daiyoukai chose that moment to look directly at her and wink. "What a dog!" Ayumi exclaimed--more correct than she would ever know.

*DD*

Kagome did not get home until late that night. After WacDonald's and after a thorough questioning from her friends about Sesshoumaru—most of which she hadn't been able to answer—they had gone to Eri's house for a cram session. Tomorrow there would be a test and Kagome needed to do well to keep up her grades.

Damn dogs, Kagome cursed silently as she slipped off her shoes by the door and wandered into the kitchen. Her family had long ago retired and Kagome was kind of glad to have some alone time. For some reason, her friends had found it very hard to stop talking about Sesshoumaru. Oh if only they knew… Life would be simpler if the Kami had never created dogs.

Kagome grabbed something to munch on and then, taking her backpack with her, marched dutifully up the stairs to maybe get another few hours in before going to sleep. Reaching her door, Kagome realized belatedly that her hands were full so, instead of setting anything down, she simply bent over and used her head and shoulder to turn the knob just enough so that the door could be kicked open.

She walked into her room to her desk, setting her food and backpack down, and then went back to the door. Closing it, Kagome took a moment to enjoy the darkness, leaning her head against the cold wood of the door as she released a tired sigh.

First things first, I'll study in more comfortable clothing, she said to herself as she flipped on the light and began to slip out of her school uniform.

She would pass this test even if it killed her.

Unzipping her skirt part way and slipping off her bra without taking off her shirt, Kagome turned to go to her dresser for her pajamas and came to a dead stop, her eyes more than likely widening to comical widths. Her mouth fell open, but no sounds emerged as she stared at what waited upon her bed making himself quite at home.

The daiyoukai was laying out on top of her covers, his tall body not quite fitting with the bed's length as one of his feet dangled off at the end. The other leg was bent and opened wide which gave her a very nice view of the very well fitting red briefs he thankfully still wore.

He was partially sitting upright, balanced on strongly muscled forearms, and the white dress shirt he'd been wearing earlier in the day was unbuttoned and opened exposing that gloriously packaged chest and abdomen to her eyes again. He flexed his muscles for her, growling softly in invitation as he did and a smirk came to those lips she knew to be soft and warm.

But where were his pants?

Kagome found herself doing a sweep of the room looking for his missing clothing before her eyes inevitably drew back to him. When her eyes landed on Sesshoumaru again, zooming immediately onto his crotch because the red briefs were just that eye-catching, the item somehow impossibly contained within the tiny swatch of red fabric twitched.

Ignoring her gasp, Sesshoumaru raised one hand, running his long fingers through the thick mass of his hair and splaying it out behind him. Honestly it made him look far more angelic than he truly was and Kagome found herself almost tempted to take a step forward.

"Give me some sugar, baby. My boom stick wants to sound off in you."

Kagome did the only thing that came to mind after his greeting.

She threw what was in her hands at him and screamed before turning and dashing from her room.

To be continued...