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Boys Over Flowers: Inuyasha Edition

Chapter 7

"Naraku! Get off of her!"

Aubrey had allowed her mind to slip away long before Sesshomaru's voice rang loudly in her ears. She wanted to escape her sempai's touches, his rough groping, his neither regions rubbing against her own, the warmth and smell of his breath. She released a loud sigh, her heart threatening to pound right out of her chest, as the boy eased off of her. Naraku's lips curved into a smirk as he basked heavenly in the glare, giddy as a school girl, as he noticed just how ticked his normally calm friend was.

"Sessh-kun," The dark haired boy purred as he statured over to the boy in the white suit. "Would you care to join me? I heard commoner pussy is the best in all Japan, and you know how much girl's just love that cock of yours. I have her all prepared for you." Naraku teased.

Sesshomaru's face contorted with more anger, "Your mouth is filthy, Naraku. Don't let me see you with her again." He said.

"Oh? Do you fancy this commoner, Sessh-kun? Want her all to yourself?" Naraku asked, giving his friend a look.

"She's my friend." Sesshomaru crossed the dirty dance hall over to where Aubrey was scrambling to redress herself.

"Oh Sesshomaru, you're always ruining my fun." Naraku pretended to pout, another deep chuckle erupting from his throat as he jabbed his hands into his pockets, leaving.

"Aubrey?" Sesshomaru asked softly. The girl flinched away from him as he reached out to her. "I'm not going to hurt you." His voice just as soothing as his touch. Sesshomaru, ever so gently, began to rebutton her blouse.

Aubrey's head hung low as she sat docile, allowing the boy to fix her clothes. "Come with me," He said as he lifted her up into his strong arms.

"Where are you taking me?" Aubrey asked, her face resting against his chest.

"To my house, I have people there who can check you out." Sesshomaru replied, carrying her out to his car.

"You have your own medical staff?" The giel asked, her usual frown forming on her face.

"Of course, have you not seen my brother?" He chuckled lightly.

"Damn rich people," Murmured Aubrey.

Sesshomaru laid her in the backseat, before walking around to the driver's side. He ignored, like always it seemed, the look a group of nearby girls were giving him. They baffled females wondered why their sempai was spending his time with that commoner, and just where were they going during school hours? Aubrey had fallen asleep on the short drive to Sesshomaru's house, and by the time she had woken up, the girl was in a bed and a room that she'd never seen before. Scrunching up her face, the belle climbed from the bed and left the room with little to no hesitation.

'Just where in the hell am I?' She wondered as she walked the long ornate halls. All along the walls were fancy painting she'd only seen pictures of on the internet, and sculptures with names she couldn't even pronounce. That's right, Sesshomaru… so this is what the inside of a 'riches' house looked. Her sister would be thrilled to know that she had seen the inside of her most cherished T5 member's house and had exclusive details as to how things looked. 'People and all this fancy crap…'

"Oh, Miss Holloway." Aubrey stopped her mindless wondering, turning at the sound of his name. She gasped, her cheeks quickly heating up, as she stood face to face with her head master. Inutashio leaned casually out in the hallway, wearing a kind and welcoming smile as his golden orbs bored onto the olive skinned girl.

"Head Master Inutashio," Aubrey said, forcing a smile. "Have you seen Sesshomaru?"

"He said he was stepping out to get something, come with me." Said Inutashio, beckoning for the girl to follow him with a wave of his hand. Aubrey followed behind the tall man quietly, admiring his broad shoulders. The head master wore a crisp white suit just like his son, and homnestly Aubrey didn't know which one wore it better.. or which one was more handsome, father or son? There was the same familiar air around the man that hovered about his son, a since of warm maturity, and she found herself inwardly smiling at how much like his father Sesshomaru was. "Have a seat, please. How are you?" Inutashio offered her the most expensive looking chair she'd ever seen to sit in, Aubrey felt more comfortable sitting on the floor.

"I'm… fine, thank you. You have an amazing home, Head Master Inutashio." Aubrey smiled uncomfortable. The look on her face was one of those in-between expressions where one didn't know if a person was happy or if it was gas. Inutashio chuckled at the southerly girl, and quickly realized why his son was so fond of her.

"Thank you," He smiled. "How do you like the school?" He asked.

"It's… fine, a very beautiful school. Lots of… interesting people go there." Said Aubrey.

"And the dance hall?" He inquired, lacing his long clawed fingers together. Aubrey thought back to the condition she found her favorite hall in and frowned. "Is it not to your liking?"

"Oh no, that's not it at all. That is the most beautiful room I've ever seen. All my life I've dreamed of dancing in a hall so fine, and because of you I can. I don't even know how to thank you." Aubrey said, sincerely.

This earned a smile from the handsome man's face. "Well," Said Inutashio. "Allow me to treat you to lunch at La Nay's, best Italian food in Japan." He said.

"La Nay's? DO you know how expensive that place is? And then there's the dress code for that place, and that alone with the prices are through the roof! I'm sorry, Head Master Inutashio, but can you just accept my humble thanks?" She asked. Did these people think she had a money tree sprouting out the ground in her backyard next to her pet cow? Not only was that place one of the top ten best and expensive eating establishments in Japan, but the waiting list was so exclusive it was rumored a person had to plan almost a year in advance.

"No I can't," Inutashio said. "I'll handle all of that, all you have to do is accept my invitation." He boasted, his golden eyes glistening with excitement.

"I feel like I don't have a choice," Aubrey said, sighing.

"Well, Miss Holloway, that's because you don't." The man handsomely smiled.