2.
"Feh! You had good luck this time!" Yelled the hanyou to his friend who was now collecting the rather large sum of money in the dice game they had been playing. "What did you say you did?"
His friend smiled, his blue eyes glinting. "I'm only a mere monk, who, graced by the gods, allows me such a favorable hand."
Inuyasha patted his new friend on the back, pulling a new wad of bills from the pocket of his red suit jacket and tossing it down onto the table. The other men around them cheered as they began their new gambling game of dice.
A languid female entered her black hair shiny and woven into a braid that ran the course down her back. Her bangs were cut hime style, framing her fragile and somewhat gaunt face. Her dark brown eyes contained a look of lethargy as she stumbled forward, her pale white shoulder sneaking out of the red fabric of her kimono. The woman sat down behind Inuyasha, sliding her arms from behind down his chest and slipping her fingertips into the folds of his jacket.
"My darling," she murmured, her colorless lips kissing a dog ear that protruded from Inuyasha's silver hair. Inuyasha, irritated, pushed her hands away out of his jacket.
"Woman, can't you see I'm busy? Here," Inuyasha pulled a small cloth packet from his pants pocket, tossing it on the floor near the monk. The woman launched herself towards it, fingers grasping it tightly as she peeked inside.
"What's in there?" Miroku asked, peering at the woman's now revealed breast. She made no move to hide it as she sat on her knees, looking inside the fabric pouch.
"Opium. We shared some one night and now she's addicted. You know how women are, weak." Inuyasha kicked her with his bare foot, knocking her forward into Miroku's lap. "She does whatever I tell her to, don't you Kikyo?"
Kikyo nodded, peering up into the blue eyes of the monk. She noticed that his eyes fell upon her breast and a smirk made its way across her lips.
"Does my lord wish to have me?" Kikyo murmured with a drugged smile, taking Miroku's hand and placing it firmly against her breast. "It won't cost you much…"
Inuyasha grimaced, kicking the back of her head again with his foot so that Kikyo fell face first into Miroku's lap.
"He's our guest, Kikyo, and guests do not pay." Inuyasha announced as Kikyo tossed a glance to him over her shoulder. She nodded.
"Yes my lord," she untied her obi, allowing her kimono to fall down her shoulders , the red fabric mimicking blood as it revealed the yellowish white of her drug abused skin. She sat before Miroku now, naked, her hand reaching to untie his hakama.
"That is not necessary," Miroku's voice suddenly took a tone of alarm as he leapt to his feet, grabbing his satchel. "I appreciate your hospitality, lord Inuyasha, hopefully you and I can try the fate of the dice again soon." He bowed, before making his leave with his winnings.
"Feh," Inuyasha spat as several of the other men that he and Miroku had been playing with suddenly made up excuses so they could leave as well. When the last man left, Inuyasha stood and stomped to where Kikyo lay. She was stroking the bottle that had come out of the pouch he had thrown. It was filled with the milky liquid of the poppy that Kikyo loved so much. Inuyasha grabbed her braid, and she let out a yelp as he turned her head so she faced him.
"You made everyone leave you dumb whore. Get out of my sight. If you keep misbehaving like this I won't take care of you anymore." He snatched the bottle from her hands, holding it above her teasingly.
Kikyo began to sob as she made futile attempts to leap to catch the bottle from his hands.
"I am sorry I have displeased you my lord, I was merely trying to entertain your guests. Please, don't take it away from me, I beg you!" Her weak body fell to the floor in a naked heap. Inuyasha crouched down, kissing the base of her neck and slipping the bottle back into her fingertips.
"Now, show me how sorry you are and I'll let you keep it." He murmured as he unfastened his belt buckle and opened his pants.