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B.I.T.C.H

B-Beautifully

I-Ignorant

T-Traitorus

C-Cuntacious

H-Hoe

Chapter Four: Boys, Boys, and Boy Toys

Narrator: Now this chapter can get a little boy crazy…or is it the girl goin crazy for the boys or the girls crazy for the girl that took their boy…or wait…I just confused myself lol. Anyway, you get it, boys and girls like the birds and bees if that bee wanted some honey dipping in it so sweet. Ok, ok I'm not sure where that came from but just know this chapter gets a little steamy so its for MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY. Did y'all hear me? M fuckin A! MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY. Not one of y'all grown ass niqqahs wit a Peter Pan complex.

She didn't have to wait long for Bankotsu to come, but that single grueling minute felt like it went on for an eternity. Her stomach was twisted in thick knots, but on the outside she appeared completely calm, cool, and collected. Like she hadn't a single care in the world. She could hear the the door to the locker room opening, hear the sound of his footsteps as he drew closer. She already felt like she couldn't breath. The footsteps got closer…closer…closer…and then…stopped.

"Higurashi. Funny meeting you here." Bankotsu murmured in a light tone. Kagome couldn't help but to chuckle and her shoulders dropped a bit, his simple joke making her feel a little more comfortable. She turned to face him and half smiled.

"Funny huh? You followed me in here Midou," She replied coyly. Bankotsu smirked and stepped closer to her, placing his hands on her hips. She instantly felt that suffocating feeling again and became tense. He was so close, and his hands, were so warm…She was suddenly more aware of the fact that the only thing she had on was her gym t-shirt and skimpy gym bottoms. He leaned closer, moving his lips close to her ear, and he nipped it lightly.

"I didn't just follow you…I was invited." He murmured and with that simple statement Bankotsu had twisted her body around so that her back was to him and pressed her front roughly into the brick wall of the locker room, and was suddenly behind her. She could feel the heat from the front of his body burning through her backside and she almost gasped at how fast their positions had so suddenly changed. With the way that he had just handled her, it suddenly occurred to Kagome…that Bankotsu liked it rough.

"Invited huh? Prove it," Kagome dared, trying her hardest not to sound as breathless as she felt and knowing full well he could easily do so. She shivered as she felt his hand slowly creep up the back of her left thigh, leaving a trail of tingles in his wake. He moved his face closer, burring it in her neck. She shivered as she felt his hot breath on the nape of her neck and her eyes almost closed from the pleasurable simplicity of it all. Dammit she was getting way too turned on too quickly! But it was something about Bankotsu…she couldn't not be turned on.

"Easy," He murmured against her neck, gripping the back of her thigh hard enough to make her whimper. "How about the way you looked up at me every five minutes, making sure you had my attention, especially that last time before you came in here. Or maybe the way you blush whenever I'm near you. Or, maybe even the way you body freezes, then shivers whenever you hear my voice. Or the way you looked at me during Chemistry, practically daring me to do something." After pressing his lips gently to her neck, he suddenly pulled away and snapped her around, shoving her back hard into the wall so she was looking at him again, her eyes wide, her cheeks pink, and her lips slightly parted. "You want me Ms. Higurashi. And there's no denying that…the question is…can you handle me?" Bankotsu gave her a smirk that made her soul melt. Clenching her jaw she willed herself to stay in control of herself. The corner of her mouth twitched upward slightly into a smirk and she met his gaze full on.

"Me handling you would be no problem Midou. Now you handling me…heh, now that's impossible," She replied, knowing full well she was lying through her teeth. This man could handle her like a pro wrestler could handle the 5'5 skinny kid on her block. Bankotsu laughed deeply, and for a moment she was taken aback. His laugh was quite charming, vibrating smoothly in the back of his throat. But she was brought back to reality quickly as his hand grabbed her chin roughly and his bright eyes burning into hers.

"You know what I think Higurashi? I think you're lying to me, putting on a front so I won't be able to tell how nervous you are. I think you're testing me. Now let's see if I can ace it. " He murmured and for a moment Kagome felt like she wanted to do two things, one, melt into a puddle of mush and two, shoot herself because he could so easily read her. She reminded herself that she just needed to hold her ground. After all, instead of her testing him, this could be him testing her.

"Nervous because of what Midou?" She questioned, her voice soft because of their close proximity, but still firm in her willingness to maintain her composure. He lowered his head to her neck and nipped it lightly then lifted his mouth to her ear, pressing his body against hers. The hardness of all his muscles pressed against her made her what to rip off his clothes and fuck him until Hell froze over. Rather, try to fuck him he'd probably be taking her in ways she didn't even think were possible. Damn, how good that would feel.

"Nervous because you're thinking about what I could do to you. Nervous because of how wet I make you. Nervous because all you can think about is how my dick would feel inside you." Kagome could feel her clit jump slightly at his blatant words and she shivered, biting back a moan as he slowly trailed his hands heavily up and down her curves. "You can't stop thinking about that can you, Kagome? How good it would feel if I took you right now, ripped off your clothes and pounded my dick into you, grinding it inside you till you were screaming my name." He whispered in her ear. Kagome bit her lip harder, allowing a small whimper to escape her as her legs started to tremble. She squeezed them together as the wetness between her legs continued to pool. Every part of her was tense, even her nipples pressed hard against his chest.

"Nah, I can't have you doin' that Kagome. You wanna feel me right?" Bankotsu murmured as he pulled her legs apart roughly so she could no longer squeeze them together. He gripped her thighs hard, digging his nails into them until he heard another small sound escape her. He picked her up by her thighs and slammed her back into the wall, causing her to cry out and he wrapped her legs around his waist while she braced her hands on his shoulders, and then, she finally felt it. Gasping and arching her back slightly Kagome felt the thickness and hardness of his cock beneath his gym shorts. He gripped her hips and thrusted his own hard up against hers causing her to let out a mix between a whimper and a moan. Every part of her body felt like it was on fire, the air around her suddenly becoming thick and heavy.

"Feel this dick Kagome. You been thinkin' bout it all day. Thinkin' how I would feel on top of you right? How hot I'd make you feel, make you beg me to go deeper, harder till you cum. Thinkin' about how I could take you from the back, from the front, hold you up and take you as hard and rough as I wanted. Thinkin' about how my dick would feel throbbing inside of you. Bet you thought about my tongue too, how many times I could set you of if I ate you out." He grinded himself between her legs, rubbing the tip of his dick perfectly against her clit through their clothing as Kagome squirmed against him, grinding her hips right back against his, loving the friction their bodies created together and the way her first name rolled off his tongue for the second time. She felt like she was going crazy. She couldn't think right, couldn't think at all, couldn't understand how he was making her feel this good just by talking? And damn he might have been disrespectfully talking but it turned her on so much she could feel pleasure building up inside her. This was something new. Never had Jayden ever talked this way to her. She wasn't prepared for this. She wasn't prepared for Bankotsu. She felt so hot…so hot, every part of her body searing like she was a pan on a stove. Her breathing became shorter, more erratic. He kept his lips close to her and thrusted harder against her, letting out a teasing groan in her ear that forced her to moan. She couldn't take it anymore.

"M-Midou p-please," Kagome moaned, lowering her lips to his neck and she started doing everything she could to it, kissing it, sucking it, licking it, biting it, and Bankotsu groaned again in her ear. She felt like she wanted to cry. She wanted him inside of her, she didn't even care that she was giving up so quickly.

"Please what?" Bankotsu growled as he burried his face in her neck, slowing down his movements, making her whimper. "What do you want? You want this dick?" Kagome, as pathetic as this sounded could actually feel tears pricking in her eyes she wanted him so bad. She grinded her hips harder against him.

"Stop teasing me," Kagome whispered. Bankotsu stilled his movements, and smirked.

"Oh, you want me to stop?" He questioned, slowly starting to move his body away from hers.

"No!" Kagome cried out, clutching him tightly. He grabbed her hip with one hand and her neck with the other, half chocking her as he forced her body further against the wall.

"The fuck you what then Kagome? Say it." He demanded, narrowing his green eyes at her. She didn't answer him only tried to claw her way closer to him. She would not give him the satisfaction…at least that was her plan until his thrusting and grinding started up again, faster and harder, like he was truly fucking her as her back kept slamming into the wall with the sheer force of him. Kagome felt herself become lost in the pleasure, doing all she could to match his movements words spewing out of her mouth before she could stop them. If felt this good outside of her clothes, how good could it possibly feel with them off? Her eyes closed as she pictured it, Bankotsu's thick length pushing and pulling in and out of her, his sleek burning body crushing hers. God she felt like she had a fever.

"I want you…God yes…Bankotsu please…ahh…yes…" She moaned, giving all into him, the pleasure shooting right back up through her. His simple touches, the things he said…she was close…so close…and then…the bell rang. Before Kagome could register anything Bankotsu chuckled softly, and stepped away, placing her gently on the floor.

"Guess we'll ah…have to finish this another time Higurashi." He murmured, then leaned over and placed his lips to her cheek in a swift kiss. He didn't even seem like he was out of breath! And before she knew it, he was out of the locker room. She slid down the wall and sat there, her hair in disarray, her cheeks and body flushed…not sure…if what had just happened…had really happened…did the bell really just…ring? Girls started pouring into the locker room and Kagome had her answer. Running for the bathroom, she found out the hard way that her legs were wobbly. After slamming herself in a stall she collapsed on the covered toilet, her legs not able to support her anymore and she panted, trying to catch her breath. Then it suddenly sank in. She was close to cumming…curtsey of Bankotsu…with her clothes on…and then…the bell rang. Finally, the built up sexual frustration and anger came through.

"FUUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKK!"

***On the other side of Kuzoi High***

Inuyasha sighed, keeping his back pressed against the oak wood tree behind him, the back of his right foot pressed against it as he leaned on it, staring in front of him.

"Really Kikyo? I mean, you know I don't mind ditching class for you babe but..is this really all you wanted?" Inuyasha questioned as he gazed at her. Kikyo crossed her arms, an irritable look flitting across her face but Inuyasha couldn't help it. Kikyo had asked him to meet her during his last period class and him, thinking it was either to fuck or because she had some emotional crap she needed to get off her chest, (yes, go figure she went to him for that, he was a good consolent for her) didn't refuse. But all he was met with was a question about if Miroku had officially invited her sister and Tadashi Sango to his party. Then after that she questioned him about how she heard Bankotsu had his arm around Kagome walking to class together. Granted, it was no surprise that she knew this because she had spies all throughout the school, not to mention countless girls she didn't even know would jump through hoops to give her that kind of information if it meant they had the chance of some how becoming friends with her and weaseling their way into the group. Or sometimes they even just hopped for a little bit of her attention. But damn, she could have just texted that instead of getting his hopes up.

"Yes Inuyasha thats all I wanted. Why? Does that bother you?" She snapped, her tone low and somewhat cold. Inuyasha shrugged a bit.

"Yeah a little. I was expecting something a little more…enjoyable. I mean, I guess I get why you want to know about Bankotsu since he's dating Kagura and all but..don't you think you're over reacting about whatever is going on with your sister? I mean so what if her and Tadashi go to the party-"

"Have you forgotten about Ayame?!" Kikyo demanded, cutting him off. Inuyasha's eyes widened a bit and it suddenly dawned on him that he had in fact forgotten. Ayame and Tadashi were practically sworn enemies. But then again, why did that really matter either? It's not like she could really say she cared about the state of Miroku's house after they were done fighting.

"Kikyo, I don't see how that matters," Inuyasha muttered, becoming slightly irritated as his horniness slowly started to ebb away since he wasn't getting what he wanted.

Kikyo watched Inuyasha carefully then took a deep breath. This was too much. It had only been two days since Kagome had changed and she was already being anxious. Practically frantic, and the only ones that seemed to understand the magnitude of what was going on were both not in school today. She couldn't look this worried in front of Inuyasha, but she couldn't help feeling like something very, very wrong was going on. The bad feeling in the pit of her stomach that was telling her that things were going to change. She shook the thought away and moved in front of Inuyasha, dropping to her knees as she quickly undid his belt and the top of his jeans. He was so predictable and she knew what he wanted. Reaching her hand in his pants she pulled the thick eight and a half inches of his cock out of his boxers and without hesitation aggressively took him into her mouth.

Inuyasha tilted his head back against the tree, closing his eyes.

"Yesssss…" He groaned lowly, reaching his hand down and tangling it in her hair, gripping it tight. He smirked and after a moment looked down at her and watched her suck his cock, taking his full length into her mouth. He watched the muscles in her cheeks work, watched her head bob as she sucked him hard and roughly and he groaned again. He didn't like it when she was just mad, but when she was mad and giving him head, damn was it the best. This is what he wanted to be called out for…and he got it.

***Kawaii Kafe***

"Wow…geez he's an asshole," Kagura commented before taking another long sip of the orange, kiwi, mango passionfruit smoothie sitting in front of her. It was the Kafe's specialty, often a drink shared by couples since it was big enough. It was topped with whipped cream and different chunks of colorful fruit. Ayame was sweatdropping at the fact that this couple's drink…was being shared with non other than her little brother Hiroki, who had just gotten back from the bathroom, and in the time that he was gone Ayame had filled Kagura in on the details of the night before. Ayame shifted uncomfortably though. This type of place certainly wasn't one of Ayame's favorite places, and it completely wasn't her style. The Cafe was like a cosplay shop, all the waitresses dressed up in frilly maid costumes and the inside of the place was painted with colors as bright as Kagura's drink. The booths were pink and the tables were a light brown color with lacy white tablecloths on top.

"Yeah he's an douche…but so are you for dragging me to this place," Ayame mumbled, taking a sip of her strawberry soda. Hiroki immediately perked up to Kagura's defense.

"I like it! It's pretty," He said, a light blush spreading across his cheeks. Ayame rolled her eyes.

"Kiss ass. What are you, gay? No boy is supposed to like this place," She replied lowly. Hiroki's face burned brighter.

"No I am not gay! I just simply…like the things that Ms. Kagura likes," He replied softly, looking down. Ayame raised an eyebrow and smirked.

"Oh, it's Ms. Kagura now?" She snickered. Kagura chuckled, putting her arm around Hiroki's shoulders and lowering her face level to his and pressed against him a little.

"Now, now Ayame stop pestering your little brother like that," She purred and kissed Hiroki's beet red face. Ayame rolled her eyes again and turned her head to the side, leaning her cheek on her hand and popping a french fry from the (of course it had to be pink) basket in front of her.

"Better stop before your tits give him a nose bleed." She grumbled, and was pleasantly surprised at how good the fries where. Nice and crispy, just the way she liked them. Kagura smiled a second longer with the joke but then sat up straight, her face back to being business like.

"Going back to our previous conversation though, you need to stop this Ayame. You can't continue to be at his beck and call, it's going to get you killed one of these days," She said and Ayame felt her heart throb a little at the genuine concern in Kagura's voice and in her eyes. Kagura really did care about her, she knew this, it made her one of the greatest friends in the world. Ayame sighed, running her fingers through her hair.

"I know…I know but…I can't Kagura. I can't say no to him I've tried…I can't stop hoping that one day…"

"That one day he'll care about you? Love you? Snap out of it Ayame it's never going to happen. Trust me, I know." Kagura snapped. Ayame looked down, a small defeated smile working its way on her lips.

"I know…but I can't stop hoping," She said softly. Before Kagura could answer, the blaring sound of 'Hurrican Venus' by Utada Hikaru erupted from her beside her. Kagura slipped her cellphone out of her brown Guess purse sitting beside her and looked at it thoughtfully.

"Huh…it's Kikyo," She murmured before answering. "Hello my other sin. What's up?" She asked, putting the phone on speaker and setting it down in the center of the table so that Ayame could be apart of the conversation too.

"Other sin huh? Guess that means Ayame's with you?" Kikyo's voice rang from the cellphone.

"Sup Kikyo." Ayame said, answering her question.

"Hi Kikyo!" Hiroki chimed, growing excited at the sound of Kikyo's voice. Ayame rolled her eyes once again, and Kikyo chuckled.

"Hello Hiroki." She replied in a flirtatious voice that made Ayame gag. Those two loved messing with her little brother and he was practically a love sick puppy for both of them…more so Kagura though.

"Alright, now that the greetings done, you must have news if you're calling while you still in school," Kagura said smoothly, scooping up some whipped cream on her finger and putting it in her mouth. There was a slight pause.

"Yes. I do. For one, Ayame, Miroku invited my sister to the party and Tadashi as well. They'll be there." Kagura glanced up at Ayame who had gone tense and whose jaw had clenched. She turned her head to the side and tried to downplay her reaction, only scoffing a bit. But something in her eyes…almost looked like sadness to Kagura, and she raised both eyebrows. But just as it was there, it disappeared.

"Alright. next?" Ayame muttered.

"Kagura, Bankotsu's been flirting with Kagome big time. He had his arm around her and I was told that during their class together they seemed ah…distracted with one another." Kagura, being the quick to get jealous type didn't take too well to the almost insignificant offense. Her eyes narrowed and she growled, the redness of her demon side seeping its way into her eyes. Ayame's eyebrow twitched slightly as she witnessed this, becoming a little frightened for the safety of herself…and her little brother.

"Really…is that so…" Kagura seethed through clenched teeth. Ayame took this opportunity to slowly move her brother away from Kagura and onto her side of the booth. And she was glad she did.

"That's not all. I got a text a few minutes ago after I left Inuyasha. Apparently after that, during gym somebody saw her go into the locker room in the middle of class…and he followed her. Then they say they didn't see him leave the locker room until right after the bell rang." She said. CREE-AACK! The drink that Hiroki and Kagura had once been sharing was now all over the table and floor along with shards of glass, some of which were stuck in Kagura's hand, which she still kept clenched just as tight as her canines began to show. A red aura formed around Kagura and Ayame knew she had no time to waste. Pushing Hiroki out of the booth she told him to go outside and he obeyed. She crouched down beside Kagura and took her bleeding hand still in a fist, in hers.

"Kagura, pull it together. We're in public, you gotta control your demon energy you're starting to scare people…hold out a little and take it out on Higurashi, not your favorite cafe…" She whispered, and Kagura's hand loosened, but only a little. Ayame thought harder. She slowly wrapped her arms around Kagura and held her tight, Kagura's head nestled between her breasts. "C'mon Kagura relax…we don't know what really happened…but we'll find out soon I promise…I'm mad too and so is Kikyo…you're not alone," Ayame said softly, and slowly Kagura's demon aura started to fade. Her claws retracted, as did her canines, and her eyes slowly went back to normal. Ayame didn't see this but she knew it happened, as she felt Kagura's body relax into hers. After a moment Ayame slowly let go of Kagura and stepped back.

"You good?" She asked, cocking her head to the side slightly, and crossing her arms. She raised both eyebrows when Kagura finally lifted her head. Ayame's eyes widened. Kagura's eyes were narrowed into slits, with nothing but cold murder in them. She stood up slowly and slipped out of the booth, her mouth twisting into a sadistic smirk.

"Yeah. I'm good," She replied evenly, her voice laced with frozen venom. Ayame grinned and gave Kagura daps, grasping her hand hard as they made eye contact.

"That's what I like to hear. Higurashi...is as good as dead."

***Kuzoi High***

Sango…could not stop laughing, and Kagome...was infuriated.

"It's not funny!" She bellowed. After gym class Kagome and Sango had gone to their next class together but for some reason Kagome refused to talk to her and was visibly pissed the hell off. And now, Sango knew why. Kagome had just told her EVERYTHING that happened between her and Bankotsu while she was occupied with volleyball in gym class.

"Oh my God, you're right it's not funny it's fuckin hilarious!" Sango wheezed, laughing harder as she bent over and placed her hands on her knees. Kagome continued to seethe beside her. It was after school and both girls were outside, Kagome sitting on one of the tables in the courtyard, and Sango laughing her butt off in front of her. Kagome had shed her light sleeveless brown sweater and was just sporting her long, low cut white tank top, displaying her small yet decently curvaceous form and revealing an ample amount of cleavage she would have preferred to cover but with the combination of her anger and sexual frustration she had gotten too hot for it even though it was so light. Kagome leaned back on her hands and groaned. It was so horrible. She had never gone without being fully satisfied before and this was urking her soul. Finally, after glaring daggers at Sango her laughter died down to a fit of giggles, then a light chuckle, then stopped completely with a huge grin plastered on her face. Sango shook her head, still smiling, took off her heels and hopped up on the table next to her friend.

"If you're still..you know, horny, you could always call Jayden," She said giggling lightly. "He'd be fine with showing up for some pussy." Kagome narrowed her eyes.

"I don't want Jayden. I want Midou." She growled and Sango laughed again.

"Daaaaaamn, he's got you good. Alright, well, unless you go find and throw yourself at Midou right now, which would look horribly desperate and make this plan go sour, then you won't get him. I guess this could be another good lesson for you," Sango mused, raising her eyebrow at Kagome. Kagome turned her head towards Sango.

"What lesson?" She questioned lowly. Sango smiled.

"Control darling. Control." She stated simply and before Kagome could attempt to rip her head off both girls noticed the ever nerdy Hojo running towards them with incredible speed. Both girls raised an eyebrow as he stopped, trying to catch his breath in front of them.

"K-Kagome…thank…God…I found…you," He panted, finally looking up at them when he got himself together. Both girls said nothing, and instead narrowed their eyes at him. He shifted awkwardly and cleared his throat. "I was…I was just…I was worried about you Kagome…" He said, his voice so low that Kagome's eyes softened a bit. She felt bad. She didn't want to be an asshole or anything, Hojo had done nothing wrong. She sighed.

"Why were you worried Hojo?" She asked, her tone still somewhat cold.

"I was worried because Midou said some bad things about you…and then the next thing I know, he was gone from gym class and so were you," he said, looking up into her eyes. Kagome raised an eyebrow and Sango decided it was time to make her voice heard.

"What did he say?" She questioned, not bothering to hide or downplay the curiosity in her voice. Hojo cleared his throat again and turned his eyes to Sango.

"He asked me if Kagome was the type to like…uh…well…" He trailed off, his cheeks carrying a hint of red to them. It was Sango's turn to raise an eyebrow. "Well…he wanted to know if Kagome….was the type to.."

"Spit it out Hojo!" Kagome pushed, becoming slightly irritated. This could be something important. If Bankotsu said anything bad about her than it would be bad for the plan because it would mean that Kagome didn't have a chance and he was just making fun of her, or just testing her. But, if he said something good…

"He asked if you were the type to like 'dirty talk'. And he said he planned on getting your quote, 'beautiful body in his bed'," Hojo said quickly. Kagome and Sango both grinned and high fived each other.

"You're still in it girl," Sango whispered so Hojo wouldn't hear and Kagome nodded. Hojo looked confused.

"Kagome…why do you look happy? You…I mean I know you've been acting different lately but you wouldn't consider…"

"Hojo, whatever I decide to do with whoever is none of your business. I appreciate the concern though," She said, glancing down at her nails. Hojo opened his mouth to say something, to protest, anything, but found himself at a loss for words. Turning his back on the two scheming girls he walked dejectedly away. Kagome's face softened and she sighed.

"I feel bad Sango…he's only trying to help," She said, looking over at her friend who shared her look of pity.

"Me too…but we can't afford to worry about that right now." She stated, her eyes following Hojo's retreating form. "He really is a good guy." She smiled a little. "Maybe…if we have the time we should make it up to him. He's a sweet guy but his looks are way off. We should give him a makeover." She said laughing a little. Kagome's face brightened up at the idea.

"Sounds good to me…and help him get a girl…you know, one that isn't me." Both girls laughed, but then quickly groaned as they began to get approached, once again, by all the guys that didn't have an interest in them from the beginning.

"Hey, hey Tadashi. Been awhile," They looked at the 5'11 basketball player with medium brown hair with blond tips decked out in a blue and white basketball jersey, their school colors, with all blue Nike's. Kazuma Koki. Point guard on their steller high school team, and of course he approached with his entourage. Sango rolled her eyes and turned her head away and Kagome narrowed her eyes. The thing about Koki was that him and Sango actually used to date, but he only did it for a dare and dumped her. It was Kagome who discovered it was only for a dare and once she told her best friend, Sango kicked his ass in front of his teammates. Needless to say he never approached her again…until now.

"Get lost Koki." Kagome said in a flat, bored tone, and suddenly the atmosphere took a drastic change. Koki looked at her with such frozen disgust it made her shiver. Her eyes widened as a massive demon aura engulfed him, and she actually felt a little scared.

"Shut the hell up Higurashi no one was talking to you." He snapped coldly and grabbed Sango's arm, yanking her off the table.

"Ow, what the hell let go of-" Koki's lips were suddenly crushing hers as he gripped her form tightly against him, her unfinished sentence lingering in the air as she stood wide eyed and completely still. It took Sango a moment to come out of her shock and she began to struggle, but Koki wasn't letting up. Kagome jumped off the table.

"Let go of her you-DAMN!" Kagome cut her own sentence off when a fist collided hard with the side of Koki's face and she gasped as Sango ripped herself away from him, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. The thing that took Kagome by surprise…was the fact that it wasn't Sango's fist. Miroku stepped forward, cracking his knuckles, then he cracked his neck as he glared at Koki. Glared, wasn't even the right way to describe the look in Miroku's eyes. Kagome saw death in them. Then she took a second to think about it. Miroku had some good aim.

"K-Kaido? What the h-hell?" Koki stuttered, placing his hand on his red cheek, his eyes narrowing and the threatening demon aura that was previously there vanished. Miroku stepped closer still, the dark aura surrounding him making both Sango and Kagome step out of his way.

"How dare you…put your filthy lips…on what's mine…" Miroku growled. Sango seemed to flare up at this, and Kagome slapped her hand over Sango's mouth before she could say anything to protest the comment. This was not the time. If Miroku said she was his then dammit she was his for now. Koki took a step back then another and like the pussy he was, turned to flee. Kagome couldn't blame him. If she were in his situation she would have bitched up and turned tail too, but apparently Miroku wasn't willing to let that happen. He grabbed Koki's arm and spun him around, grabbing his collar and hoisting him up to his height, the cold look in his eyes never going away.

"I'm not done…beating the shit out of you!" Miroku bellowed and landed a punch so hard on Koki both girls gasped and winced at the sound of Koki's nose caving in on his face as blood spurted out from it. Both girls had seen violence, felt violence…but there was something about the way Miroku was literally beating Koki that was scary.

"K-Kaido…s-stop…" Sango stuttered softly, but her voice didn't reach Miroku and he continued, Koki's body jerking with every hit he took. "Kaido stop!" Sango cried, trying to grab ahold of his arm, Kagome right beside her trying to help. But even that didn't work. What little fighting Koki was doing slowly started to subside. "Miroku stop!" Sango screamed.

"Miroku!" Both girls looked up, and Kagome was never so grateful to see her prince in her life. Sesshomaru yanked Miroku away from Koki's now limp body, restraining his arms for only a moment before letting go. Sango looked at him like he was crazy until she realized Miroku wasn't struggling. After studying his friend Sesshomaru's eyes moved over to Sango, then Kagome and she felt her body relax under his lingering gaze. It was a comfort, having him so near when she really had been (though she would never admit it) a little scared.

"Thank you…Taisho," Kagome said softly, her brown eyes searching his gleaming amber ones. For some reason, he didn't look away from her and her breath caught in her throat a little. His eyes…were warm. Just like the day he walked her home in the rain her sophomore year.

"Have you lost your mind Kaido?!" Sango demanded, breaking up Kagome's peaceful moment with Sesshomaru. Miroku had been still for several seconds but seemed completely back to normal now. He laughed lightly, scratching the back of his head.

"Well he kissed you Sango, so I don't know, I just kind of lost it…" He said, seemingly almost like even he was a little disbelieving of what he had done, but also as lighthearted as a child. Sango's eyes widened and a faint blush started to form on her cheeks.

"S-Sango?" She repeated softly, surprised at the use of her first name. Miroku dropped his hand and smiled at her, a true smile that reached his eyes.

"Yes. If I remember correctly you called me by my first name during my fight," He stepped closer and took her hands gently in his. "Sango, I fought for you…I couldn't stand the thought of another guys lips on you…especially when it looked like you didn't want it…so I was wondering…will you go on a date with me?" He asked and Kagome's eyes bugged with surprise. Did he really just try and kill a guy in front of her then ask her out on a date? Kagome face palmed herself. Way to freaking go. Sango's eyebrow twitched a little and she let out a nervous chuckle.

"I…I don't know Kaido, what you just did was kind of scary…" She replied honestly. Miroku nodded, thinking for a moment before responding.

"I understand. I promise to control my anger in situations like that…so will you please?" He pressed, giving her puppy dog eyes. Kagome chuckled and awe'd a little bit at the sight. Though she felt kind of weird since this guy had gone from almost going to jail for attempted murder to a cute guy asking her best friend on a date. She sweatdropped. Sango turned her eyes to Kagome and Kagome nodded a little. Sango had liked Miroku for awhile now, and for her to get closer to him worked right into the plan. Sango took a deep breath and looked back at him.

"Alright Kaido…" She murmured shyly, looking away from him. Then grin that broke out on Miroku's face when he heard her speak those words was comical. He pulled her into him and hugged her tight, and Sango, fully embarrassed now stood completely still.

"Thank you my dear Sango!" Miroku exclaimed, pulling away slightly. "Now there's just one thing," He commented, looking down at her. Kagome could see the question in Sango's eyes and the question forming on her lips but…it never came out. Miroku kissed her, and something in the pit of Kagome's stomach…told her this was not going to go over well. BAM! Kagome sighed. That was the sound of Sango's fist and Miroku's jaw introducing themselves to each other for the first time. Kagome chuckled and shook her head, but looked up to notice that her silver haired prince was gone. She looked around, hoping to catch a glimpse of him somewhere…and she got it. Backing away from the couple in front of her she followed the figure she saw slip into the shadows behind the school. Her heart lurched in her chest as she finally rounded the corner and saw him leaning against the brick wall behind him, talking quietly on the phone. Taking a slow deep breath she observed him. He was really tall, the tallest of their group, he was slim, his muscles lean and compacted in the right parts of his body from what she could tell with his clothes on. He had long legs, good for doing track. His silver hair was silky and thin, and glimmered in the the few rays of sunlight that reached them behind the school. He turned his head slightly and his eyes met hers, making her breath catch in her throat. He continued his conversation for the next couple minutes, never breaking eye contact with her. It was so strangely intimate. She couldn't hear a word he was saying, all she could see were his golden eyes and the slow movement of his lips as he talked. She felt like the world around them dissapeared and there was nothing…but the two of them. Sesshomaru drew the phone away from his ear and flipped it closed before slipping it in his pocket and walking towards her, not stopping until he was a single foot away. Kagome could barely breath. It was almost unreal. The depth in which she loved him. He was so close she could touch him. For the first time since that day…

"Higurashi. Can I help you?" He questioned, though not unkindly. She nodded slightly.

"Yes. You left all the sudden…and since you had pulled Kaido away…I wanted to make sure that you were alright," She replied softly, their gazes never leaving each others. It was true, she had been slightly worried, but the events directly after didn't give her the chance to ask him. A hint of a smile graced his lips, only a hint, but it was enough to make her heart flutter.

"I'm alright Higurashi," He replied smoothly the deep baritone of his voice making her take in a somewhat shaky breath. She smiled a little.

"I'm glad." She stated, her voice low but clearly audible to a demon. Sesshomaru gave her a curt nod, and began to walk past her, his shoulder brushing hers gently. They touched. And just like that, he was gone. Kagome wrapped her arms around herself, tears prickling in the corners of her eyes. She loved him so much, and having him so close but so completely out of her reach tore her apart…but it also made her angry.

"I will have you Sesshomaru…I'll make you mine…" She whispered, knowing that by now, he was much too far away to hear her speak.

***Elsewhere in Kuzoi High***

"Tuzou…I…I can't…I have practice," The shy girl with dark brown medium length hair and green eyes whispered, her back pressed against the wall of the empty classroom as her tennis racket fell from her hands to the floor. Naraku smirked a little, slowly slipping his hand up her shirt and caressing her left breast through her bra. She blushed harder and moaned softly, squeezing her eyes shut and turning her head to the side, while he slipped his hands between her legs, under her tennis skirt and cupped her sex hard through her underwear. She gasped.

"I think…you have just enough time for me," He murmured in her ear before leaning down…and biting hard into her neck.

Narrator: Mhmm, didn't I tell y'all it was gonna get steamy? I know, I know, now if I was Kagome I would have had to rape Bankotsu. I mean, I know he was the one that was supposed to be all rough and tough and all but you woulda needed a crowbar, butter, some ice and a fan to pull me off of him. And I aint got no comment for Kikyo. I mean how you gone go and suck off Inuyasha when bitch you got Sesshomaru -_-. Fuckin hoe. Uh-oh, Uh-oh, Kagura went G O.O "It's about…to go down"-in mah Kevin Hart voice. Apparently Kagura aint the only one goin G Miroku knocked the shit outta Koki lmfao xD. And uh…Naraku…you a hoe too. Next chapter all hells goin down at Miroku's party! See y'all soon.

((A/N: Thank you for reading chapter four of B.I.T.C.H everyone! I hope you all enjoyed it :) Reviews appreciated! Thanks everybody!))