Author's Note: Uhh..HEY GUYS!
I haven't been on fan fiction in foreeeeever. If you read my other stories, you would see that my sister wrote a note on them telling you guys that I had gotten into a very serious car crash.
Let me tell you… it was NOT fun, at ALL.
I don't even want to explain it, because I feel like I can feel the pain when I imagine it.
I got a lot of surgery done on my left leg and arm, and I had some injury to my face.
It was really scary.
Every morning I would wake up, and think I was dead.
OKAY, SO I DIDN'T MEAN TO RUIN ANY ONE'S MOOD.
One day, I was really really bored, and so this nurse comes to me and was like, you wanna go on the internet, because my grandmother had broughten in my laptop. So I went on the laptop, and went into my fan fiction, and to be honest, I didn't remember any of my stories. I think it was because of some of the head surgery. Anyways, I thought of this new idea, because I was really frustrated about not remembering my other ones.
NOW! Please note that this chapter took a little more than a month to do, because I was typing it with only one hand in the hospital, and everyday I would kinda forget where I left off, so ideas were coming short. This first chapter is kinda off, it doesn't really have anything to do with the plot that I had in mind, but once again, my mind just kept on straying. I COULDN'T HELP IT!
So anyways, I'll try to get it better in the next chapter, which will introduce more characters, plot, and relationships.
I tried my hardest, and it took my mind off of the reality of what I was really doing in the hospital.
So, uhh.. Thanks again, guys!
I now introduce to you: May I Have This Dance ?
CHAPTER ONE: Payback's a Bitch, Ain't it ?
"Beg for it, ugly little slut." I demanded, while fiercely grinding my powerful hips into her pulsing core. I leaned over her, and unmercifully bit down hard on her large nipples, resulting in a mixture between a pained cry and a pleasured moan. I looked down at her pale face with disgust, while grabbing hard onto the side of her cheek, and squeezing it. Her face looked distorted from the pleasure I was giving her, and I noticed I started to grind slower, simply because the look she was giving me didn't help in the least in getting my dick harder.
Not like it was that hard in the first place.
Why the fuck is she still here?
She opened her eyes and looked straight into mine, giving me a smile that would of probably topped Count Olaf's.
Nasty Fuck.
This bitch was enjoying this a little bit too much, and that just wasn't sitting right with me. I raised an eyebrow, as her long freshly manicured nails, slowly snaked up my arm and into my hair, latching on to as much of my silver locks as she could.
I immediately stopped, and leaned up, staring at her with narrowed eyes.
"Get your claws the fuck outta my hair.", I said, so quietly that she probably hardly even heard me, but with a tone that perfectly matched my annoyed facial expression. Her cheeks flushed deeper, and she slowly detangled her fingers from my hair.
"S-sorry Inu-", she started.
"Fuck!", I said, while holding my breath and slowly dismounting my way off of the bed.
Wouldn't I have noticed the smell of her breath earlier?
I looked at the unknown girl on my bed, and audibly let out a low growl.
Here this bitch was sitting on my bed, while I was here standing stupidly in the middle of my room, wondering why the fuck she was there in the first place.
Something seemed…off.
Was I high?
Immediately deciding that I needed a cold shower, I went to my drawer and pulled out my laundry basket. As soon as she left, those sheets were getting washed with bleach, because there was no way in hell I was gonna smell her sour arousal for more than one day.
I turned to her, and put on a not so convincing smile.
"Umm, where done here, no?", I asked her.
"D-Done?", she said, while drawing the covers off of her.
"Done?" she asked again, while slowly stalking up towards me, a look of anger on her face.
I inwardly smirked.
If this bitch touched me, she defiantly wouldn't be too pleased with the out come of what I would do to her.
She pointer her finger in my face. "YOU CALLED ME AT ALMOST 5 IN THE MORNING BEGGING ME TO FUCK YOU!", she exclaimed.
I decided to ignore the fact that her yelling sounded like a half dead constipated squawking cow, and instead quickly darted my eyes to the digital clock on my nightstand.
I looked back at her, with a face filled with mock innocence and surprise.
"Really? So early? And you actually said yes?", I said.
She twisted her face in shock, and then anger while running her hands through her unnaturally blond hair.
"Well I'm here now, aren't I? Why aren't we fucking then?", she said, getting closer.
A little bit too close.
I backed up one.
"Oh…that?", I said, while hitting my forehead with my hand, not really knowing what the hell she was talking about,
"Well, you're a hoe, right? You'll be able to get another man to tame your ass in no time! Why are ya botherin' me, for? Want me to drop you off at a hotel?", I asked, turning back around to my closet to pull out a sweater. I really didn't give a fuck about her answer, either way she'd have to disappear before I started my before school routine.
"You-You asshole! I am not a prostitute, you thick headed dog! I also am not a whore or a slut. I'm only 18!"
I rolled my eyes, and walked past her, getting ready to grab my keys off of my nightstand.
Yea, bitch. That's why you're at my house at 6:00 in the morning waiting to suck my dick.
I smirked.
"Idiot", I mumbled, not so quietly.
Everything happened so quickly after that, I probably hadn't even had a chance to blink. One minute I was picking up my keys, the next I was slapped in the face by an enraged psycho prostitute, and then the next minute I was clawing at her face, but being pulled back by a pair of strong arms.
"GET OFF OF ME YOU FUCKING DICK SHAPED HEAD BASTARD!", yelled the girl, while unsuccessfully trying to get a good kick to my balls while I was wrestling on top of her.
"Di-DICK SHAPED? Bitch do you need a prescription? MY HEAD ISN'T SHAPED LIKE A DICK! GET THE FUCK OUTTA MY HOUSE YA NASTY LITTLE PROSTITUTE MOTHER FUCKER!"
"Prostitute?" I heard another female voice say from the hallway.
"Inuyasha! You must stop this! Get up off of her, NOW!", shouted the booming voice from behind me!
I instantly stopped, and the chokehold I had on the prostitute slowly eased off of her neck.
Standing up to my feet, I brushed myself off, and turned around.
"Dad, she wa-", I started.
"Shut up, Inuyasha and sit down on your bed.", Dad stated quietly but in a menacing tone.
Shit, didn't need to tell me twice.
I sat down and watched the scene that was playing before me.
Dad towered over the girl.
"State your relationship with my son.", he said, with his arms folded across his bare chest, with it being so early in the morning.
The prostitute looked up at him frightingly, but after a quick glance to me, the death look was back in her eyes.
"Your son invited me here." she said.
Dad looked at me, and I glared right back at him, daring him to believe her.
He got the hint.
Turning back to her, he asked, "Did your mother allow you to come out at this hour, before school?"
Her face slowly paled, and I knew my father took notice.
"Yes.", she said.
"Do you attend the same school as my son.", he asked.
"I do.", she said again.
"If I were to go to Inuyasha's school of learning, and ask the principal to call your mother's contact number, do you still confirm the answer yes that you were allowed to come out at this hour, before school, to my home, to spend with my son, alone in his room, with the doors locked, and no parent supervision.", he asked, with not even so much of a breath in between.
The prostitute's face, flushed some more.
"Well..I…me..and."she stuttured.
"Did you come here to partake in under aged sexual relationships with my son."
"Un..deraged?", she asked.
"Under fucking aged? I'm practically a damned adult.", I mumbled so quietly I wasn't even sure if I said it out loud or In my head. My father turned in my direction.
"You are not acting as that of an adult at this moment, are you, boy.", he asked, using more venom in his voice than he did with the girl.
Not wanting to get in any more trouble, I decided to keep my mouth shut. For now, at the very least.
Turning back at the prostitute, he tiredly ran his hands through his long silvery hair, which slightly dragged along the floor.
"You will be arrested in less than 15 minutes for having under aged sex with a 17 year old young man. Please wait on the doorstep so that the doorbell will not disturb my sleep. Turning to walk out, he was interrupted when a frantic hand pulled on his hand.
"Oh sir! Please, I did not know that you're son was under aged. I was caught up in the mind of an adult, and did not take proper note to the way I acted. I am especially sorry for the disturbance of those in your home. Please do not call the police. I will walk home and get prepared for school."
I rolled my eyes. Getting all formal on the man, eh? Sneaky, worthless, lying bitch.
"Apology accepted!", said the tiny little voice that popped out of the doorway. She wore a flawless silk robe, that defined her features very well, a little bit.. Too well for this particular situation. I looked up at my dad to see him slowly eye down my mom.
I groaned, causing my dad to snap out of it. He turned to me with a little smirk on his lips, and I quickly averted my eyes.
Sometimes, dad could be wrong, in so many different ways.
We both whipped our heads towards the door, when we heard little sniffle's coming from the prostitute. Mom was wiping her back, and trying to console her.
"I'll make sure that he won't call the police, I promise. Would you like him to give you a ride? Would you like me to pour you a cup of green tea?" was all we heard her say, while walking down the hallway.
I kept in my sigh, as I looked over at dad, who was standing a little bit… too still for my liking.
….
….
….
Silence.
It seemed like forever, before I heard the front door opening, and at the sound of my mom leading the prostitute outside, my body tensed.
No…
I watched as dad slowly closed my room door, without turning around.
My eyes widened.
"Dad?", I called out, while slowly backing away from his as much as I could.
He turned around, and stared at me, his facial expression blank.
"Stay out of trouble dear!", I heard my mom shout from downstairs.
Mom! Come back!
My dad walked towards me, his muscles tensing underneath his form.
"Oh shit! I didn't know how she got here! I wasn't having sex!", I tried to tell him, but when dad put on that expression, there was no turning back.
Oh help me God.
The front door closed.
"Dad? Please-", I whined. But It was too late.
His first blow aimed for the side of my head.
Seshoumaru's POV
The sounds of quarrelling woke me from my sleep. Annoyed, I tilted my head to the side, trying to figure out the source of the noise.
Inuyasha and Father were fighting a few rooms down, and it seemed as though the eldest of the two were winning.
It seemed as though my plan had worked.
Perfection.
I closed my eyes and allowed my mind to drift back to the incident that caused me to start my plan.
FLASHBACK!
Studying was very un-evental for me. All it did was tire me, causing me to sulk. Nonetheless, I had to study. For me and my father. For this family. I wasn't in high school anymore. I was in my second year of University. I had made it through the first year successfully and quickly, and it seemed as though this year wasn't' going to be any different. Sighing, I stared blankly at the business textbook, while tuning in on what was going on downstairs. Mother and father had left to spend some time alone. The only sounds that were heard of was Inuyasha playing whatever foolish game he probably thought up the top of his head, with our little brother, Kentamaru. It was me who was supposed to be watching the little one. He was born not too long ago, by mother and father. I hadn't been able to spend as much time as I wanted with him, but Inuyasha didn't mind looking after him while I went to the confinements of my room.
Not like he had a choice in the matter…
I closed my eyes, and slammed my book.
Enough of this. I have read this book countless times, and the words are firmly planted in my mind. There is no need for this!
Getting up, I stretched, and made my way downstairs.
I found my brothers in the kitchen, with them huddled over puzzled alphabet pieces. I watched as Inuyasha held up the letter U.
"Alright! What's this!", he asked.
Kentamaru looked at it with little interest, and said "Hi!", while clapping his hands around. His little elf like ears were perked up and twitching at every little dust particle that passed it.
"No damn it! It's a U!", he said, while holding it up closer to the young boy's face. " Say it again!"
"BAHBAHBAH!", the little one said, while grabbing the alphabet piece and putting it in his mouth.
I swiftly walked over, and took the piece from his mouth.
Sitting down at the table, I whipped the piece right in the middle of Inuyasha's forehead. Kentamaru laughed and took a random alphabet piece, throwing it into inuyasha's eye. He clapped loudly and smiled a toothless grin at me.
I nodded my head in approval.
"Hey! Don't get him to throw shit at me. You hate me, I don't want him hating me too." said Inuyasha, quickly picking up the pieces too quickly for the young one to follow.
"Stop talking, Inuyasha, or else you will ruin my appetite."
Inuyasha smirked.
"Oh, I see. You mean food, right?", he said, while innocently looking up at me. "Mom and Dad made food for us. Go check in the fridge."
I stared at him and narrowed my eyes. The last time he gave me such an innocent look was when I found my favourite vehicle nicely destroyed in the garage. What really got me furious was the a little bow on the top. Attached to it was a note that said 'payback's a bitch, aint it?'
I slowly walked to the fridge and opened the door. I stared, my expression blank. Inside the fridge was a lone plate, with nothing but a piece of dry lettuce thrown on top. I turned back around at Inuyasha, who had his back turned to me. Deciding whether I should punch him in the back of his head sooner than later, I looked toward Kentamaru and pointed at the plate, raising an eyebrow.
Kentamaru smiled while rubbing his stomach.
"Yumyum", he gurgled.
I growled.
Inuyasha knew how long I was upstairs in my room doing schoolwork, and he still had the audacity to eat my food. He was still the same obnoxious little brother since we were young.
I sighed and simply walked past him, and up the stairs.
"Oi. Mom will be back soon. Stop sulking!", yelled Inuyasha, from the kitchen.
"You were right, Inuyasha. Payback is a bitch", I said, while lightly closing my door. The headache that was starting to form was unbearable. Reaching for my nightstand, I pulled out the bottle of Tylenol from my dresser. It hardly worked, with my being a half demon, but it did the job.
Staring at the bottle, I froze. I turned it around, and read the back label, soaking in all the chemicals that were used to make the small little pills.
The smirk formed back on my lips.
Inuyasha, you intolerable midgit, prepare for a beat down.
FLASHBACK END
I crossed my arms behind my head, and sighed. I was sure the excessive amount of pills I dissolved in his night tea would send him to the hospital, but unfortunately the effects it had on me were the same as him. I didn't however, get my hopes up, when I saw a staggering Inuyasha knocking on my door, asking me to sleep with him for a night. The request was utterly revolting, but the little plan that followed was what led me to calling Angelina. I had seen her multiple times when I still attended that shit of a high school. It never went unnoticed how she would stare with him.
Who would have an infatuation for Inuyasha, only God knew.
She had come up to me once at the end of the day one evening, and pleaded with me to give her number to Inuyasha. Looking for my girlfriend, I quickly snatched the paper away from the unattractive girl, and brushed past her. Why I still had the number thrown carelessly in my dresser?
For the perfect plans, such as this.
ANOTHER FLASHBACK
I remembered ushering the staggering Inuyasha into my room, and sitting him down on the dresser, not wanting him to hit his head.
Besides, I really cared….. About my carpet. If blood got caught onto my carpet by the thick skull of my brother, it would be his face that I would use to clean it back up. I dialled the number, and handed the phone to Inuyasha.
"Invite her over", I said, while sitting on my bed, to watch the seen play out.
He took the phone.
"Aww right! I've been waitin' to fuck dis' chic' (hiccup) chick over." he said, while all the while cross eyed. Knowing that him and I were talking about two entirely different people, I kept quiet.
"I-I-Inuyasha? Is this him?", answered Angelina.
"Oh heeeyyy guuurl. You wanna fuck?", he asked.
I heard a gasp.
"E-Excuse me?", she said.
"I said FUCK!", he yelled into the phone, almost falling out the chair.
There was silence, and I turned my lips into a frown, thinking that she had hung up.
"Will you… tell anyone?", she asked.
I rolled my eyes. She was actually accepting? I mean, I un doubtedly wanted her too, but who would actually accept such a bold question. And at this time of the morning as well?
"No, baby. No, no, no, no, never, ever. It's just you and me to- (hiccup) tonight.", said Inuyasha.
"Well… what time shou-"
"SEE YA SOON!", he yelled, cutting her off and throwing the phone randomly behind him.
I smirked.
Yes.
My smirk faded when he turned to me and pulled down his pants, revealing a colourful set of boxers that said "Your wildest fantasy starts here'.
"Oi.", he said
I narrowed my eyes.
"Pull your pants back up, Inuyasha."
"Oi.", he said again, completely ignoring me.
"What?", I snapped, suddenly wanting him to hurry up and get out.
"Suck my dick, bitch.", the cross eyed Inuyasha said, while getting ready to pull down his boxers.
Widening my eyes, I grabbed him by his hair and threw him out, only slightly wincing as his head hit the banister.
Not wanting to hear his groans, I pulled him by the hair and dragged him into his room, letting his head hit the ground quite hard.
Around 20 minutes later, a timid knock was heard at the door.
"SESHOUMARU! IS THAT MY BITCH?", yelled Inuyasha from inside of his room.
Ignoring him, I went downstairs and answered the door, not making anyway to move.
Was she always this unattractive?
I then quickly stepped aside, and did a little nod of my head, requesting for her to follow.
After quietly ushering her upstairs and down the hallway, I pushed her in his room, and slammed the door closed behind her.
Wondering what to do next, I pulled out my cellphone to call Rin, and went into my room.
The pills will probably wear off soon. I wonder how the scenario will work out.
FLASHBACK END
BOOM! BOOM!
"OW! NOT THE EARS, DAD! THEY DON'T LIKE YOU!", Inuyasha said to father.
I rolled my eyes, and made sure of not to move too much in the bed, as to not wake up my girlfriend. I had wanted father to simply give him a good blow and have him passed out for a good portion of the day, but they were obviously going to quarrel for a while.
As if on cue, shifting was felt beside me, and I turned my head to see a dishevelled brown headed girl with large brown eyes, tiredly stare at me.
"Rin.", I stated, running my fingers through her hair.
"Get them to shut up!", said Rin, while squeezing her eyes shut, and shifting closer to me.
"I will not. You may." I said, while getting up and leaning over the side of the bed.
"What? They'd kill me!"she said, while also crawling over to sit on the side of the bed.
I turned to her.
"If you were killed, then I would have to kill Inuyasha first, because I don't like him. Then I would kill my father for actually allowing you to be killed. That would cause my mother to shortly die after because of the loss of her mate. My little brother would not be given to lowlife humans to grow up to be a janitor, so he would as well get killed. You would not get a proper funeral because I wouldn't believe that you had a stable enough mentality to actually go in the middle of their fight. Do you see that chain reaction, Rin? Let's try to avoid that."
She chuckled, and lied back down.
"Up.", I said.
"Why?", she answered.
"School, and you knew that, so get in the shower and I will drop you off."
She pouted, and I resisted the urge to grab her by her little face and take her right there.
Little Rin just wasn't aware of what she could do to me.
She was only in grade 10 when I met her my final year of school. Of course she was upset with me when she realised I had to leave her, but I made it clear that she was allowed to see me or ask for help whenever she wanted to, no questions asked.
She appeared in front of me, and gave me a sly smile.
"The only way I can get out of the shower faster, is if someone helps me.", she said, while taking off her top, and walking in front of me, allowing my eyes to trail the soft curves of her back.
All other coherent thoughts were lost, when I immediately started following. Every part of my body wanting to do things to her that was soon to come.
I unwillingly forced myself to look away from her when I heard a loud growl, followed by an agonizing moan.
I rolled my eyes.
Why were Inuyasha and my father fighting again?
Seshoumaru's a bitch, eh ?
A few notes: In this fanfiction, Seshoumaru is a half demon as well. His father is Inutaisho and his mother is Inuyasha's mother in the anime/manga. If you don't really like the idea or find it strange, kindly click on the big red X on the top right corner of your screen, and move on.
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And Kentamaru? Omg, please don't kill me if the name doesn't make sense. I'm not familiarized with Japanese names or how they get their meaning. I just used Kenta because someone told me that it translated along the terms of strong, and maru because... well... Seshoumaru's name ended with it ?
Lol , Please Review !
CHAPTER TWO PREVIEW: Just try it , it can't get any worse than this !
Sango's POV
"Is he here yet?", I whined from my position outside the school steps, with 3 of my other companions.
"Sis! You asked that only 30 seconds ago! Chill out!", said the exasperated Kohaku, who was leaning up on the school railing beside me.
"Maybe he needed to stay in to watch after Kentamaru? Give him some tim-"
"Time my ass!", Kouga yelled, interrupting Miroku. "You can never depend on that stuck up dog for nuthin'! Kick him out!", he snapped.
"No, Kouga! We all need this! We chose to be in a group together, and Inuyasha is a great dancer! We are going to wait! Sit down and shut up, he'll BE here!", i yelled.
Kouga looked like he was about to snap, but he thought better of it, and sat back down on the steps on the other side of me and leaned back, with his eyes closed.
"He better fucking come. Time isn't always going to wait on him, so hurry up and realize it, Sango", he said.
I turned to him, and put my head onto his shoulder, not being able to think of anything to say.
He was right.