Author: TamashaToko
Rating: M
Pairing: Kag/Sess Inu/San
Notes: Sorry to those who first looked at this fic and discovered my notes and the chapter were botched up together. I'll make sure that doesn't happen again, and if you asked me a good question in your review for chapter one you might see where I answered it at the ending of the chapter one, because it made more sense than to answer your question on the next chapter where your answers might be discovered…so yeah I think about three of you need to go back to chapter 1 and look at that. Oh and thank you very much for reviewing, I am now inspired to continue.
They were two very different people.
She had figured that out when she broke the ice by suggesting the grab some coffee to both break the silence on their long drive and not rudely fall asleep; even though he was the rude one not bothering to stay for the reception or allow her any time to say a few more good-byes before going off to live her new life.
A frappachino overflowing with whipped cream was what she ordered while he took a plain black coffee. Honestly, who went to Starbucks and got a expensive cup of black coffee? The most boring man alive, that's who.
"Do you want any cream or sugar?"
She bothered asking knowing he would only respond with a shake of the head.
"They have chocolate flavored creamer," she noted with a smile that her husband just did not deserve from her.
"I don't like chocolate." Was his cold reply.
Kagome sighed with regret after filling her veins with caffeine. Great, now that she had established he was the most boring man on the face of the planet she was stuck sitting awake with him for what would be another hour or two.
"Are you finished?" Sesshoumaru had his cup finished and was ready to leave not even giving her a chance to accidentally get whipped cream on her nose with her second drink like she often did.
"We have all night."
"I have work in the morning."
Kagome should have been thankful that her husband would be at work all the time, so really she didn't need to get along with him, but still it was the thought of living with him that had her on edge. It had been made clear it would be only his paycheck supporting them, so what was she was suppose to do? She'd never been the type to just sit around and find ways to entertain herself.
She took her drink into the vehicle with her and fumbled around with the radio. Of course he didn't have any music channels programmed in along with anything near sports; not that she was a fan, but most guys gentle to out right crazy had a sport team they enjoyed keeping taps on.
They seemed to be normal news channels, and most of them were a bit too much on the conservative side, but after a wide range of static she discovered a station that wasn't in any language she'd ever heard before. Why did he have that programmed in?
"They're youkai codes," he eventually told her after another five minutes of just listening to the chatter, "the more smarter ones that live in the city use it to contact each other and their counterparts in the woods."
"Youkai like you? I've heard these messages are used to plan attacks and such."
Her thoughts began to run away with how this could be worsen her situation. What if she was married to some kind of youkai warlord that planned on destroying civilization as she knew it and slaughtered all those she ever cared about including her?
"I have no interest in interfering with youkai politics."
Of course those thoughts of hers had been stupid. Like Sesshoumaru would ever have an interest in anything than making her bored.
Deciding that she would only get direct answers from him she might as well try and discover what her future was.
"Where are we going to live?"
"A community called Serenity Trails," he answered shutting off the station clearly displeased with it at the moment.
Yes, that had suburbia written all over it.
"Sounds pleasant," she lied.
"It's quiet."
"Kind of like you?"
She couldn't hide the truth any longer.
"Kind of like you're not."
"Because I have a personality!" she snapped back, "you're officially the most boring person ever alive! So what's wrong with talking?"
"Save your strength and voice for when we get home."
Why would he say that? Unless-
Kagome's face glowed bright red as she thought about it. It had become quite obvious by now that despite this being an arranged marriage Sesshoumaru was a traditionalist, and all marriage requirements would be met.
Wedding ceremony, check. Reception, check. New home, check. A virgin consummating her marriage with her husband, damn it!
Not only was he planning on taking her when they hardly knew each other, but then again she'd seen enough of him to write his biography, but he'd mocked it. Save her strength and voice!? Not if she somehow managed to fight the sugar rush and fell asleep.
"I will make sure to wake you when we arrive."
"Can't I just sleep in here? I mean the thing is comfortable and big enough."
It was as though all the loud traffic of the highway ceased just for his devious reply, "You won't escape me this night Kagome."
She would have fought back with another remark, but the seriousness in his voice was very distinguishable, and she knew it would be best not too. Tonight she would loose her innocence, and all at the price of supporting her family and securing her future.
After this night nobody had better say she owned them anything.
Even someone as uncaring about such situations as him felt as though perhaps he was being a little harsh on the girl who just turned into an adult this day…that reminded him perhaps he would get her a gift of some kind since her fool parents were more concerned with marrying her off than the anniversary of her birth.
Of course once she moved in with him she could have whatever she desired, but perhaps lavishing some kind of kindness upon her would build trust and make their consummation easier.
For brief moments before the wedding ceremony after confirming she was indeed a virgin he thought about holding it off despite how traditional he had been, but then he discovered she was a miko.
Before discovering that kind of information he would have dropped her family's proposal quickly if there was any chance he could found a female youkai, but now it was different. She had no miko skills or any interest in her heritage whatsoever, but still the thought of claiming one sent adrenaline pumping through his blood. The thought of subduing the spiritual aura that surrounded her and bend to his will was all he needed.
His glance traveled to her sleeping form.
His intentions should have been obvious to her. She would take care of his home, their future children he wanted, and give resolve to his urges.
Though after the conversations he had shared with her he had a feeling she wouldn't serve him without question. This would indeed prove to be more exciting.
After another hour or so of driving his newest possession awoke to see the wooden scene covered in ivy that read 'Serenity Trails'.
Like many neighborhoods out here he had to wait for a security guard working in a booth to recognize his car and open the gate. It seemed that out here humans worked the booths; obviously he wasn't paying enough for this home. Usually demon slayers were used since these peaceful neighborhoods were so close to the woods where danger dwelled.
"A gate?" she questioned after yawning.
"To keep the unwanted out, and if given enough money by me to keep you in."
He took pleasure in watching her eyes widen despite being half asleep.
Yes, that's how he would have her. Threatening the only thing she had left, freedom.
The only thing annoying about living in a place like this was the fact that the community was so big and filled with so many houses that looked no different from the one next door he had to carefully read street signs, luckily his youkai vision made it so they appeared easily enough.
"Kind of like a maze."
If she thought her babbling was going to distract him and protect her for the night, she was dead wrong.
He knew he was being kind of cruel to the future mother of his children and someone who deserved his respect, but every time she felt scared or angry her aura crackled at him. He had to tame her; that was the only way he would feel at peace.
They pulled in front of a their new home. Not much to see on the outside, it was painted a boring tan and the only thing that made it different from the house next door was that the driveway was bigger and the backyard had a white fence made from wood rather than a metal one.
This would be their home? How boring! She hated it from first seeing it…it wasn't going to be her home, but instead her prison.
She knew she wasn't even going to get a chance to explore it as Sesshoumaru quickly opened both the car door and then the house door for her to get in. No doubt, she was being led to the bedroom.
As she passed the living room and the kitchen she noticed there was a few simple pieces of furniture thrown about just to take up space before the place decorated. She already guessed that would be her job.
She was never the type to read into too much of what her aura was up too even though she could clearly see it and feel it. Her miko powers were something she'd never been too interested in, because before she knew her husband was going to be a youkai she thought priestesses and their purifying powers were outdated. Now she regretted ever being born one after remembering what Sango once told her about auras calling out to youkai who needed to mate.
"Is this going to be our bedroom?" she stupidly asked when they entered the master bedroom that did indeed contain a bed.
He was a rude one, yes her question might have been obvious, but he could have at least acknowledged her existence or something. Instead her unceremoniously pushed her into the bed knowing that if he didn't she wouldn't be anywhere near it, which he assumed right.
"I don't think I can do this," she admitted finally.
"I think you can."
The sound of falling cloth as his closed were removed echoed in her ear before she rolled over on to her back just incase he went for her top, "I'm sorry…I'm just…I"
"I expect you to be a virgin," he whispered in her ear before he began to kiss down and his fangs lightly grazed her neck.
She felt a rise in her power, and that's when his motions began softer as his silky voice assaulted her once again, "I will not take you unwillingly Kagome, but if I don't claim your aura it will be painful for both of us."
She didn't know if she indeed would have taken pain over this unwanted pleasure, but there was something about his voice that enticed her. It told her that she had no reason to fear him, and that things were going to be all right.
Things would be all right, all she had to do was let them.
Maybe Kagome had been right about this, and by doing this the world of romance would be forever dead. Maybe this was for the best. Maybe it was possible that no matter how much women claimed to not need anyone and they just dated for the thrill of it in hopes of a small bit of love and companionship, there would always be a part of them that just wanted to get married and have children.
She wasn't in the same situation as Kagome though, she decided to actually meet with her potential husband before committing to anything.
So it was kind of like dating, but the only odd thing was that the man had requested to meet after midnight in this run down diner that's coffee seemed to have a funny taste.
Why was she so nervous about this? She had never really been too interested in guys before, but yet she was afraid to order in food just incase she threw up.
"Oh, so you're Sango. You were at that wedding."
She recognized that gruff voice from the reception he spoke about, and her suspicions were confirmed when she turned around to meet the sun kissed eyes of Inuyasha Murashu.
She tensed up wishing she had one of her weapons to reach for as though her Hiraikotsu sitting at home was some sort of security blanket. Inuyasha wasn't that bad when she'd been hanging out with him and Kagome, but still hanyou or not he was the enemy.
"Chill," was all he said as his eyelids lowered showing he was bored as hell.
"Inuyasha," she tried to keep her confident voice from faltering even though she'd been surprised another Murashu brother wanted a human bride, "you're looking for a wife?"
"Actually I just wanted to see what kind of pathetic women actually showed up to these kind of things."
That jerk! He was just using this as an excuse to screw around?
"Hey!" she shouted before he had a chance to leave, "I have work in the morning and I didn't come here this late for an idiot like you to play practical jokes."
"Feh, why do you want to get caught up in an arranged marriage anyways? You want to be some sort of household slave like Kagome?"
"I can't live with the Higurashi's forever and demon slaying doesn't exactly get the bills paid."
His eyes narrowed, "Oh, so you're one of them? Sorry about your luck, but us hanyou's don't do well with your kind. See ya around bitch."
What did he mean by that? First of all he said it as though maybe he would have taken a bride, but then top it off he insulted her.
She watched as her enemy turned his back, bad mistake.
No demon scrum dare insulted her.
"What'd you say half-breed?" she demanded not caring who saw her or screamed when she brandished a knife from her boot.
"You have to be kidding me," he rolled his eyes before grabbing her wrist causing the weapon to fall to the floor, "you know, what man would ever want a knife carrying psycho?"
She gave him the most hateful look for still locking on to her wrist while taunting her, but as she put up her defenses his words stuck to her. It was true, no man would want her. The best she could do was get into an arranged marriage like Kagome's and quit her job.
She couldn't do that, she had to avenge her family. If she married her husband would have to accept that.
Inuyasha was clearly waiting for her to be cool before he released her, but while being trapped she noticed his hands shook a lot. What was wrong with him? Was he cold? No, it was the middle of summer and fairly hot in this place, and he wasn't scared of anything.
"Your hands are shaking," she stated the obvious when she feel on her rear.
"Whatever," he growled, "I'm out of here."
"Fine," she sheathed her knife, "I don't exactly know what you have against demon slayers, but we keep things safe around here so that's nothing to-
"Safe!? I'm a citizen just like you, but yet I find myself attacked every fucking day by both your kind even after I don't do anything and those bastard demons that somehow slip your attention!"
Sango admitted that she'd seen some cruelty towards hanyou by both sides, but none of it could be fault of the demon slayers could it? No, that wasn't possible. All of them had taken an oath to do what's best for everyone of human blood.
"Well if you wouldn't do crap to get in trouble then-
His hands shook more as a growl erupted from him, "You ever hear of Terrace Valley?"
"Well, no, all I know is some slayers do rounds there because it's close to the woods."
"It's where us hanyous have been banished to thrive since somehow this 'fair' land of yours doesn't seem to want to give us jobs or loans. I say you should visit sometime and see how your fellow slayers handle this place."
He was finished with her, knowing the more he spook and she replied with an out right lie the more angry he would get, and he didn't need that.
He turned his back on her and left the diner. Dumb girl! She didn't need to be stuck in any fucking arranged marriage, she was a slayer, and a strong confident one at that. Any man would just break her of that spirit and she wouldn't be the same person.
But what did he care? If she wanted to be an idiot he would let her.
He looked down at his hands and noticed she had been right. They were actually shaking pretty bad.
It must have been that shit he shot up earlier. He probably took too much strong of a dose even though it was just some kind of human thing that he got a hold of.
"Need something stronger?"
That voice. He was in the alleyway when he heard it.
It was able to rise so much anger in him after just hearing three simple words. It was enough to blind him with rage and remember one name that meant nothing to him but loss and regret, Kikyo.
"Naraku get the fuck out of here, or I'll pull your intestines out through your-
"This is my territory hanyou, and unless you have business here I'll have you removed."
Naraku was a man who could at both times look like one of your best understanding friends or your enemy who had a taste for blood.
"I'll never have business with you again you fuck. Not after what happened to her!"
The last time Inuyasha saw Naraku in person without exchanging colorful words through his underlings was when he bought something off of him called a shikon shard. It was a drug that would increase something in the demon blood that created the ultimate high.
Even though he told her not too, since the drugs were still dangerous, but never had the chance of being fatal to anyone demon blooded Kikyo was also a bit of a junkie. And when Naraku mentioned that they would both enjoy the pink crystallized powder she took it upon herself to give it a try.
It killed her slowly and painfully, at least that's what he heard from her family's doctor, but yet even though he was in the same room he was never there for her. That drug temporarily turned him into a red eyed youkai that was too busy enjoying the daze he was in to even notice the blood that dripped from his beloved nose's before her suffering began.
"Forgive me Inuyasha, but it's not as though my products can be government tested and approved. You were one of my best customers, it'd be a shame for you to hold this grudge."
"Shut the fuck up!" his fist clenched, "you made it sound as though she could take it, you bastard!"
"Did I? Oh well, just another misinformed human."
How dare he!
Inuyasha turned around ready to kill the bastard before an appendage appeared from Naraku's back and stabbed him in the shoulder.
It wasn't fatal or nothing, and he would heal from the gaping wound fast enough, but if he did anything else stupid he might loose too much blood.
"Such a shame," Naraku turned his back as two other demons appeared in his place that would finish off torturing the hanyou, "once you get over your frivolous loss perhaps you should consider coming to work for me."
"Like that'd ever happen!" he yelled even after some bastard by the name of Goshinki used his claws to slice up his arm.
"Such a shame," he repeated before disappearing, he had more important things to tend too.
It was now over, and he was already gone by the time she awoke.
It nothing like she imagined, in both good ways and bad.
For some reason she expected him to act like a monster, and take her without mercy, but in reality he had been quite gentle. He had both soothed her nervous energy and pleased her.
But the morning after had not been what she expected either.
Wasn't the husband suppose to cuddle with her upon awaking as they stayed silent for several precious moments before exchanging vows of love?
No, that was the movies, and Sesshoumaru wasn't the kind to ever love her. At least he respected her though. There was nothing else she could really ask of him, and really nothing else she wanted from him.
He was just to obnoxious to ever love.
"Hungry," he noted out loud since no one was around to hear her and something had to be louder than her stomach.
Of course there was nothing in the fridge. She was the jobless wife, it was her job to stock it. She already saw on the counter that Sesshoumaru had left her what would be her suburbia life lines. A cell phone, and an expensive one at that with many features, and a bank card in her name that she guessed would have enough money in it to sustain her.
She memorized both her card information and the pin number that he'd written on paper that would have to be shredded later. She would also have to buy better furniture and wallpaper since this house's interior had nothing much going for it.
What the hell was wrong with her!?
Was she accepting this lifestyle? Was she just going to sit around and order furniture before cooking her husband dinner?
What did he expect of her? She couldn't do any of that, and she'd been damned if she even tried.
Well, okay, she would order furniture just so her new home that she'd be spending her boring day in wasn't as ugly as hell. She found out that wasn't too hard to take care of once her credit card information was released. She didn't even have to lift a finger since this expensive service would send their own decorators over to take care of everything.
So even her chores were boring.
Her cell phone than began to ring from her pocket. The ring tone was something delightful, but somehow she knew it wasn't the default setting for the new phone. So he was even choosing her ring tones now.
"Yeah," she knew it was Sesshoumaru since he was the only one who knew the number.
"When will dinner be done?" he dared to ask.
"Dinner? Sesshoumaru let's get one thing clear. I have no clue on how to cook, I've never even attempted to go near the stove."
"Learn by tonight then," was his only response.
"Umm…no, you just can't learn."
"Are you defying your husband Kagome?"
"If that's what I'm doing by saying I cannot cook then I guess I am. Can't we just order out?"
There was a brief pause before he finally responded, "I will allow it this night, I am in no mood for experiments."
They exchanged polite good-byes before she hung up with a frown.
Just great, now she'd have to attend a cooking class since he didn't want a trying flaw, but yet a master peace. It went against everything she stood for in her fight against the suburbs, but what else was there? She didn't have any friends in this neck of the woods to call her a hypocrite and a quiet rude Sesshoumaru was better than an angry Sesshoumaru.
She hadn't exactly met the angry Sesshoumaru yet, and she didn't want too. So she went ahead and ordered out from a pricey Italian restaurant after picking up a few snacks and such just to fill the fridge.
He came back home, oh, that was nice.
No more hotel rooms with people gawking at him for his demon features. He had a place to go, and someone to turn too.
So they weren't in love, and his expectations for her were great, but what else did she have to do except please him?
Still maybe she could serve as a companion at least until another bond could form between them. That probably wouldn't happen until the time they had a child, but at least it was something.
"Kagome," he called out to his wife.
"Sesshoumaru," he heard her giggle from the kitchen.
She was happy? What's up with that? When he talked to her on the phone earlier she sounded miserable.
It should have been a good thing that his wife found something to entertain herself with, but it was also suspicious. He didn't think she would cheat on him or such, and even if she did she wouldn't be so stupid about it, but something that made her happy would probably have the opposite effect on him.
"What is that?" he asked right away when entering the room she should have been cooking in.
Kagome was smiling as she sat on the floor with a white tiger of some sorts that was licking her on the face. It was just a cub, but it could still do some damage to her with those teeth.
"It's a baby white tiger."
"I can see that," he dully noted, "but what's it doing here?"
She giggled again as she was licked in the face, "Did you know that our next door neighbor was a youkai? Well after I got back from the store I was pretty much assaulted by welcoming committees and such."
Yes he was fully aware of Amara, their next door neighbor who was a youkai. The fact that there was another of his kind in the neighborhood was what made him consider Serenity Trails in the first place.
That, and he planned to do business with Amara in the future.
At first glance the woman would appear to be an ookami, but one who knew her for more than five seconds would notice the fox tail she adorned as well as the golden colored eyes of an inuyoukai.
She was a demon surgeon, even though she tried to keep that information secret from humans and such, because there would probably be some law against it. The woman had a talent of changing species without causing much harm to the body.
Sesshoumaru had taken a keen interest in her once he realized he should take a human bride.
A few months ago Amara had confirmed all the questions he had. Yes, she could turn Kagome into a full inuyoukai, and his children wouldn't be hanyou.
He decided to spring all this on his wife after she got more use to his presence and her new home, but there was still the chance that she might deny the idea. That would be her problem though, she would soon realize that indeed he was a traditionalist, and she would become the obedient house wife he desired.
"Anyways Amara, the next door neighbor, I guess was taking care of a litter of tigers for her friend. I didn't know you could own such exotic pets, but I guess everything is possible for a youkai like you and her. But she said I could have one, isn't that cool? I've named him Suvjo."
"Yes, we have had different sorts of pets," he wanted to answer any questions she had about youkai while still giving her a disappointed look, "were you planning on consulting me?"
"Well," she sat innocently petting the cub as it purred, "I've never seen such a tamed animal, and I've always liked tigers, and we have a yard don't we? Don't most people out in places like these have dogs?"
"That isn't a dog."
"I know that, I'm not dumb, but anyways I like him, can we keep him? Please?"
She reminded him of a child, but a happy child. It was better to have a happy wife in his home carrying his children than one distressed from all his expectations and such; even if he did detest such an animal.
"You may keep it," was all he said, "but you are to walk it and feed it, and clean up after it."
Another good thing was that it would keep her busy for a while. Both of them seemed to keep things in order and wouldn't trash the house, but now she would have something to clean up after.
"Thanks," she hugged her little cub.
"Kagome," he then said glad that him calling out to her was no longer one of her pet peeves, "shouldn't the table be set?"
"Oh right," she stood up and did what she was suppose too.
The table, that would probably soon be replaced since it wasn't enough to fill the dining room, was covered with it's expensive table cloth, she laid down fine dishes making sure that the fork and spoon were on the sides that corresponded with their hand alignment. Then after finding out he enjoyed white wine she poured them both their favorite drink as well as a glass of water. Now if only it was a good home cooked meal rather than something that came out of a plastic container.
Still, if all it took was a tiger to make her see her place, then he fully welcomed the new pet into his home.
Both of his pets.
Note: Okay can someone please tell me if there is any mistakes, I'm not in the mood to reread this since I just wrote 8 pages and I need to go to bed…and this will actually be a story where I fix mistakes. Oh and when you write your reviews make sure to ask questions, because I enjoy answering them, and remember that if I answer any questions for chapter 2 you can look back at chapter 2 and find your answer here…I'll probably put up my answers once I fix my thousand mistakes.
I was going to use lemons, but since I liked the word flow a lot in the beginning I thought it would ruin it somehow because I'm still not that talented with writing lemons yet, but we will still stay at an M rating, why? Simple, because of Inuyasha. Everything he does is adult content, whether it be cussing or the drugs his using. And like I said I am actually going to use Sango and such this time, this story is not just about Kagome, so don't expect there to be chapters with only her in it. Because my plan was over a story of suburbia suffering, and then the contrast to that, which is living on the streets which well find out once we look more into Inuyasha's character.
Thanks for reading