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Rating: R, for language and eventually for adult situations.
Summary: Kagome has just had about the worst week in her life. Throw in a dramatic rescue involving three very good-looking guys… and things just might start improving. [AU][Kag/Inu/Mir/Sess ??]
Inertia is defined as "Resistance or disinclination to motion, action, or change" (Webster's Dictionary).
Iron Lotus presents:
Inertia
Chapter Two:
A Business Dinner
Sesshoumaru awoke to the sound of aggravated voices coming from the floor below. He stood and rubbed his eyes in an aggravated gesture before leaving his room and heading to the source of the voices. It sounded like Inuyasha was speaking at the moment, his gruff voice barking out poorly articulated thoughts punctuated regularly with vulgar slang and curse words. Sesshoumaru grimaced. His brother was really all too… uncouth, to put it lightly.
He was greeted by the sight of the two arguing males the moment he made it down the stairs. Both halted their discussions and turned, having heard Sesshoumaru's almost inaudible steps heading their way. Inuyasha grunted.
"Inuyasha," Sesshoumaru said in greeting before turning to the other man. "Hello Father."
The taller one of the two smiled, his face still smooth and golden eyes bright, despite his age. Much like his two sons, Youtoru Sessue possessed the particular coloring that seemed to be a characteristic of their family alone. His hair was an interesting color somewhere between silver and white, shiny and thick and gorgeous, falling silkily over his back in the small pony tail he had at the nape of his neck. His eyes were the exact shade of the gold that the yellow part of amber had – it had darkened a little with age.
"I have some excellent news for you, Sesshoumaru, so I'm glad you decided to join us. Have a seat with your brother," Sessue said, his smile broadening.
"Half brother," they both corrected absently. "Don't get your hopes up," Inuyasha mumbled to him as he seated himself on the black leather couch. "When was the last time the geezer gave us good news?"
"Inuyasha," their father said in a warning tone. "As celebration," he began, "for a very successful merger, I will be taking a trip to France and visiting your uncle."
"And what does that have to do with us?" Inuyasha asked, looking puzzled.
"Well, my absence just happens to coincide with a business dinner that I will, lamentably, not be able to attend. So, here's the good news: the two of you get to go in my stead!" He clapped his hands together and his broad grin turned just a little sly.
Inuyasha took a moment to process this new information. "Waiwaiwait. This is… you know, a black tie thing, right? There's no way I'm going to wear a tux."
Sesshoumaru shook his head let out an exasperated sigh. Inuyasha could be such an idiot. He was about to file his own, far more legitimate protest, but Sessue continued speaking. "It's just a cocktail affair really, so there won't be any need for you all to talk shop in my place. Oh, and if the both of you don't go with dates, I'll be labeled as a failure in raising my children and will have to destroy you both bit by bit. Understood?"
Sessue was far more actively reverent of the female form than either of his sons. He, much like Miroku (whom he happened to like and approve of greatly), spent the majority of his free time – whether it be seconds or an actual legitimate break – hounding attractive women. His sons were slightly perturbed by his lecherous habits: Sesshoumaru was appalled by his lack of discretion, and Inuyasha found it hard to respect a man that spent his entire life groping women. Somehow Miroku had attained that respect, though, which accounted for their close friendship.
Inuyasha groaned. A date. He needed a date. Who would he be able to ask for said date? He sifted through the women's names that popped into his head. There weren't that many women that he would be able to take to an official function. Most were just… too cheap. That was when a name occurred to him. The perfect woman to take to one of these stupid parties. He smiled victoriously.
"Thought of someone, Inuyasha?" Sessue said, having noticed the brightening of his son's countenance.
"Kikyo," Inuyasha replied, eliciting a groan from his father. He should have figured. Well, there was always the highly unrealistic dream that Inuyasha would go and find himself the perfect woman at one of these functions. As if. Sessue snorted.
"And you, Sesshoumaru?" Now this, he thought, would be interesting.
Sesshoumaru finished pleating his knee-length hair and flipped the braid behind his shoulder before turning to look at his father's hopeful face. "Rin."
Holy Lord, Sessue thought with an overwhelming feeling of despair. My children are hopeless.
"Are you kidding?" came the soft voice from the other end of the phone. "I would love to!"
Sesshoumaru and Rin had an interesting relationship. She was the daughter of one of his father's friends. Rin's parents had died in an allegedly orchestrated automobile accident – though nothing was ever proven – when she was just sixteen. Sessue took her in, since he had been named her Godfather, and she had lived with them until she turned nineteen and moved out for college. Although they had offered to provide for her, she had refused their aide and had paid her own way through.
She and Sesshoumaru had become extremely close friends, and she followed him everywhere. Somewhere in her second year living with them, Rin's affections became more amorous than sisterly. She admitted what she felt for him one night when Inuyasha had gone out and Sessue was abroad. Sesshoumaru had been at a loss. He had grown fond of the petite bundle of energy, but he had never felt that way toward her. More out of curiosity than of any actual affection, he had captured her lips with his own.
When he had kissed her, this was the last thing that he had expected. He had expected that the originally innocent kiss would have ended and he would be sure that he didn't want her. But somehow the contact of her their lips ignited the sparks between them. The kiss became slow and tantalizing. Hands roamed everywhere. One thing had led to another, and she had ended up spending the night in his bed.
Nobody had ever found out about that night. Rin and Sesshoumaru had been unable to look at each other for a week afterwards before they could talk about it. Placing a fragile hand on his shoulder, she had said, "Before you say anything, Sesshoumaru, I need to tell you something. You don't love me."
It had been the truth. Their relationship took three months before it healed completely. Their bond had deepened into one of best friends, of brother and sister. Sesshoumaru had the inkling that there might still be some of those old forbidden feelings on her part, but since hadn't made to act on them, he had disregarded the idea.
He took her with him to all formal affairs that required a date simply so he could avoid the hassle of actually trying to choose a date from the mobs of women that longed for the honor. She even had a dress dedicated solely to these occasions. She called it the Dinner Date dress, and it was her uniform for these parties. Her boyfriend thought her having one was hilarious – and Rin had commented in passing that he liked taking that dress off of her more than seeing her in it.
So once again, she was being his savior. He owed her infinitely for it, but she insisted that going was a pleasure in its own and payment enough. And thus, he could relax knowing full well that he was set for going to his father's damn dinner.
Miroku looked lovingly at the slightly tanned skin of her long, pretty legs, following them up to her well-rounded bottom and the smooth expanse of her back. One of his fingers trailed up her spine and she giggled, goose-bumps popping up on her arms. His nimble fingers intertwined themselves in her long, jet black hair, enjoying the smooth, silky texture of the stick-straight strands. His eyes then wandered over her form again, and a sly smile spread over his face. "Good morning to you too."
She laughed, a bright blush spreading over her cheeks. "Shut up."
"Hey, that was the best welcome-home I've ever gotten. I'll be sure to stay out all night again tomorrow too, if this is the punishment I get!"
"Miroku!" She gasped. "Stop teasing, you pervert."
It was his turn to laugh, and he hugged her body to his with one arm as he rearranged the sheets over them. He had gotten home and she had pounced on him like a panther. A panther in heat, apparently, since she had been the one, oddly enough, to initiate their little escapade that morning.
"Ne, Sango-chan," he said, breathing onto her shoulder. "What was the name of that friend of yours? The one that moved out."
"Hmm? What about Kagome-chan?"
"Nothing… just wanted to thank her again for giving me this glorious opportunity," he said, kissing her neck. He had moved in with Sango a few days before, when Kagome had originally moved out. It was ironic, really, that the woman that had tempted him the night before was in fact the best friend of the woman he was now living with. It was fortunate, then, that he hadn't attempted to put the moves on her. If Sango had found out… It would be better that he tell her now about his adventures the night before. Just in case Kagome-san decided to tell Sango and made her get the wrong impression.
Sango's nails dragged lazily up and down the arm that encircled her body. A small frown spread over her face. "Kagome-chan… she's been having a really tough time lately…"
"What's her last name?" he asked, a little randomly.
"Higurashi," she supplied. "Why?"
Miroku put on a thoughtful
frown. "It's sort of interesting. Last night Inuyasha and I went out to see if
we could get him a date for a dinner his father has planned for tonight. And
there was this girl that he sort of rescued from peril," he chuckled. Sessue
had told him about the party a few days before when Miroku had stopped by the
apartment. "We took her to Inuyasha's place since we
didn't know where she lived… anyway, her name is also Higurashi
Kagome. And she lives in the same apartment complex that we moved your Kagome's
things into the day before. Think it's the same one?"
Sango laughed. "Probably," she said. A moment later, she asked, "Was she a little drunk?" When she felt Miroku nod, a little frown spread over her face. "Figures."
Miroku made an inquisitive little sound before he locked his lips to the junction of her neck and shoulder and slowly began to suck on her tender flesh. "She broke up with her boyfriend a few days ago. She didn't love him or anything, but she was attached to the relationship."
His lips detached from her skin with a small smacking sound, and he rolled out of bed. "I'm going to call and make sure she's okay. Then let's go out for lunch, alright?"
Sango smiled and agreed. Really, Miroku was just perfect. With a contented sigh, she headed for the bathroom and started running the shower water.
Miroku dug through his wallet for the small sheet of paper where he had copied Kagome's cell number. After a pair of rings, he heard a groggy voice greet him on the other end.
"'Gome speaking."
"Ahh… hello, Kagome-san. This is Miroku, from earlier?"
"Oh, hey Miroku-san. What can I do for you?" She seemed more awake then.
"I just wanted to be sure that you got in alright."
There was a brief paused and a shaky little sigh. "Yeah," she murmured in response. "Yeah, I got in fine."
Miroku wasn't convinced. "Are you sure? You sound a little…"
"No, I'm fine, really. It was really nice for you to call, Miroku-san. I appreciate it. But I, uhm… I have to go. I'll see you later, okay?"
A small frown tugged on his lips. "Sure. You have my number, right? Call if you need anything."
There was a pause. "Alright. Yeah… Bye. Oh, and thanks."
He wasn't quite sure what to think when he hung up. She had sounded a little distraught, and Miroku was a sucker when it came to damsels in distress. He thought about hopping in his car and going to visit, but he refrained from doing so – he was involved with Sango, who happened to be the damsel's close friend, and his strong sense of loyalty kept him from following his instinct. He was with Sango – Higurashi Kagome would have to deal with her problems on her own.
Unless, of course, she asked him for help. Who was he to deny her comfort, if she was willing to voice the words?
"So you're not doing anything tonight?" Inuyasha asked her in the most casual tone he could muster.
Kikyo looked up at him, an amused glint in her eyes. She smiled a sad smile and nodded. "I'm free."
"I'll pick you up at seven then. It's one of Dad's dinners… a cocktail. You know, formal."
The young librarian nodded again and turned back to the books she was filing onto the shelves. She knew, of course, that Inuyasha was required to take a woman on his arm for these sorts of occasions, but she was glad that although he had no option in taking a girl, she had been his first choice. It meant a lot to her – it proved their friendship. There was a sort of mutual understanding between the two. They weren't very close physically – the most contact that the two had had was the innocent brushing of skin on cloth as they spent these cocktails arm in arm. Emotionally, however, they were reliant upon each other to no end.
Inuyasha had turned to her during the worst periods of his life, and now she was his permanent source of salvation. There existed no love between them, but a bond closer. She had been a pillar of support, something constant in his life when everything around him changed. He needed her. And she, in turn, needed him.
Even more-so recently, she needed him, when her boyfriend Onigumo had gotten in a terrible car accident. She spent most of her time at the hospital except for the time at work in the library, and Inuyasha went to see her each day to make sure she was alright. He had never really liked that Onigumo character, but that was Kikyo's choice to make, not his. She needed his support, and maybe taking her to this dinner would help her to take her mind off of her troubles.
It was the least he could do, after all.
Waving a good-bye to Kikyo, he left the library. He was supposed to drive his father to the airport about a half hour ago, and he knew that the old man would be wigging out because of his prolonged absence, but he didn't care. Inuyasha and his father would be at odds half of the way to the airport and then the old man would grow tired of the silence and strike up a conversation – one about women, most likely. It was the way things always went.
Sure enough, when Inuyasha reached his house, there was Sessue, at the door with his bags and a fierce scowl on his face.
"Where the blazes have you been, boy?"
Uh-oh. It was worse than it seemed. Inuyasha's father only called him "boy" if he had done something especially bad. He was in for it now.
Feebly, Inuyasha served up an excuse. "I got stuck in traffic…"
The old man opened the trunk of Inuyasha's big red SUV, and tossed his bags in without another word. They both got into the car and Inuyasha drove.
Silence prevailed most of the way through. Inuyasha was dreading that it would never end.
They pulled up at a red light. "Look at the tail-feathers on that one!" Sessue cried, pointing at a woman crossing the street. She was tall with bleach blond hair and a skirt so small it wasn't even there. "What I wouldn't do to get a woman like that into bed with me."
Inuyasha groaned and rolled his eyes. "Dad… too much information."
Atsue knocked on Kagome's door and tapped his foot anxiously, waiting for her to open it. When she did, he grabbed onto her hands and clasped them tightly in his own. "Frappie, I need to ask you to do me a favor."
Kagome was taken aback by her father's behavior. He sounded desperate. "What happened?" She asked, her tone laden with worry.
Groaning, Atsue walked into her room and sat himself down on her neatly made bed. "I need you to be my date for a dinner tonight." At hearing his daughter grunt, he pressed on. "My date cancelled on me because her sister just went into labor… please, Frappie, do this for me?"
Kagome sighed and a small smile tugged on her lips. "How long do I have to get ready?"
"About ten minutes?"
"WHAT!?!?"
Kagome and her father walked arm in arm into the ballroom that had been prepared for the night's event. It had taken Kagome just under a half an hour to get ready for the party, and they had arrived fashionably late. She had a dress on hand – a small black one – that Sango had given her as a birthday present a year or so back. It was slinky, clinging to her curves, with spaghetti straps and a slight flare to the skirt, making it perfect for twirling in… in private. It was a bit too short for twirling in public.
She walked a little self-consciously by Atsue's side as he led her around, introducing her to some men that he worked closely with – business associates. The mingling was just about to drive her insane when she heard her father's voice directed at her. "Darling," he said, "Stand up. Some people just got here that I would like for you to meet." She stood, grudgingly at best, and pasted a smile on her face before looking up to see who it was that she was being ushered toward. Her eyes widened in surprise.
"Let me guess – that rascal of your father ditched you and left you two to come in his place, eh?" Atsue said, hitting the younger of the two on the arm in a familiar gesture. "Where are your dates?"
"In the Ladies' room," said one of them, his eyes directed straight at Kagome.
"Frappie, darling, I want you to meet the sons of one of my better friends, Youtoru Sesshoumaru and Youtoru Inuyasha. Gentlemen, this is my daughter Kagome. She moved in with me recently."
There they stood, in their vertically gifted glory, black suits, and silvery hair cascading loosely down their backs. Both of their golden eyes were riveted on Kagome's, Inuyasha's with a slight bit more surprise than his brother's. Sesshoumaru extended a hand and took Kagome's in it, bringing it up to his lips to brush her knuckles in a slight kiss.
"Pleased to meet you, miss. I've heard you make an excellent omelet." The slow blush that had crept onto Kagome's face was coloring a little redder now, but more so from embarrassment than anything else. Sesshoumaru was tempted to smirk, but restrained himself.
Inuyasha imitated his brother's gesture and nodded shyly. "Hey."
"Nice to meet you," she replied with a smile. Grabbing her father's hand, she tugged his arm. "If you'd excuse us for a moment," she said, and pulled him away from the two.
Rin and Kikyo walked out of the restroom together and split up, looking for their dates amidst the crowd of men, all dressed alike. Rin pushed her way through a bunch of people and walked around aimlessly, searching out Sesshoumaru. A young woman in a small black dressed passed by in front of her, with a man that she recognized in tow. Shock registered on her face when she saw them hand in hand.
"Atsue?" Rin asked, feeling a knot tie up in her stomach.
The man heard his name and looked up. Surprised, he murmured, "Rin, what are you doing here?"
She felt a rush of heat fly into her face. Desperate not to make a scene, she approached and hissed out angrily, "I'm doing Sesshoumaru a favor. What are you doing here? And who is she?" She sent a venomous look over at the girl, feeling jealousy taking control. The girl was young, maybe a few years younger than she was, tastefully dressed, and beautiful.
Atsue put up a hand and exhaled slowly. "Okay, before any misunderstandings happen here… Rin, this is my daughter Kagome. Frappie, this is Rin. My girlfriend."
Rin felt sheepish. She stuck a hand out to Kagome, expecting her to take it, but got nothing in response. Looking up, she saw the dazed expression on then girl's face. Kagome looked up at her father and hissed through clenched teeth. "You have a girlfriend."
Atsue nodded.
Taking in a deep breath, Kagome took Rin's hand and shook it; a smile on her face that neither Rin nor Atsue were sure was sincere. "Pleased to meet you. I see the two of you have things to work out, so if you'll excuse me."
They watched as she fled from them, her strappy black heals making determined little clicks as she walked away. Rin turned to Atsue and smiled a genuine smile. "Hey," she said, and the shared a tender kiss. "This was the dinner that you invited me to?"
Atsue laughed sheepishly and she apologized. She had only cancelled on him because she had thought it was a private affair for the both of them that could have been postponed, and not an official function. If she had known, she would have told Sesshoumaru to shove it, and gone with her boyfriend. But alas, it had not been so.
"Let's get something to drink, mm?" Atsue asked, placing a hand tenderly on her arm and leading her on the drinks table.
Kagome stepped out onto the balcony and the cool night air hit her skin immediately, causing a chill to run up her spine. 'Well!' She thought. This was certainly news. The thought had never occurred to her that her father would have a girlfriend. There was something bizarre and uncomfortable about the idea – like it was wrong. This made no sense, of course, since her mother was dating Miles – a foreigner, no less. Somehow, though…
It could have been that this Rin girl was her age – maybe a little older. Her father was easily old enough to have been Rin's father as well, but there the two were, romantically involved. And probably having sex. She shuddered at the thought.
"Cold?"
She turned around and saw Sesshoumaru standing there, a pair of drinks in his hands. "I thought my date might have been out here, but it seems that she's not. Drink?" He extended a hand and she took the champagne glass from it, taking a small sip.
"Thanks," she said, giving him an earnest smile. "I needed a drink." He said nothing in reply, but leaned against the rail on the balcony, looking out over the gardens. The night sky was filled with tiny little stars, but they were not shining brightly enough for it to be a good night for stargazing. They stood in silence for a while, the breeze hitting her already cold skin and making her even more uncomfortable.
"Can you believe that he has a girlfriend? It's like… it's just so unbelievable. I mean, you'd never think…" she burst out.
"Who?" Sesshoumaru asked, more for her sake than for any actual curiosity.
"My father," she said, stressing the word. "It's so unnatural."
He raised a sculpted eyebrow and turned his intense gaze upon her face. "I don't see why it would be. Your father is a sensible man with reasonably good taste. There's no reason why he wouldn't have one."
She frowned, but it slowly turned into a pout as the infallibility of his logic hit her square in the face. "But she's my age. I don't see how he could possibly be dating – and sleeping with – a girl who is young enough to be his daughter." At his silence, she continued, a little more thoughtfully. "She did seem nice though, if a little bit possessive," she sighed. "Rin… I wonder what her last name is?"
At this, Sesshoumaru straightened. He looked at her almost analytically, and then excused himself to go inside. It wasn't until he left that Kagome noticed how close he had been to her before. His body had radiated warmth, and coupled with his proximity, she had been almost comfortably warm. The sudden absence of his body caused her to get chills all through hers.
A sigh escaped her lips, and she glanced around at the scenery before heading back inside, the drained glass of champagne still in her hand. He was handsome. That long, gorgeous hair, the intensity of his eyes, his finely sculpted features, his height… oh yes, he was attractive.
And just as likely, he was attached. He and his brother alike, she supposed. A small smile played upon her lips as she approached another gentleman and tapped him on the shoulder. "Excuse me, Inuyasha?"
Sesshoumaru paced angrily in the hotel lobby. His cellphone was held up to his ear as he waited impatiently for his father to pick up the phone. When he did, Sesshoumaru heard a sleepy grumble, "Do you know what time it is?"
Ignoring his father's comment, Sesshoumaru barked out, "Does Atsue have a girlfriend?"
"Seitaka Atsue? Oh, eh… as a matter of fact, he does. Um… Rin, as it would happen."
"Surely you don't mean my Rin, father. That would be an utter disgrace!" He growled out. "I'd like to know why you didn't see fit to inform me of this. The man is old enough to be her father, for heaven's sake."
"As a matter of fact, Sesshoumaru –"
Sesshoumaru hung up the phone and walked angrily back into the ballroom. It took very little effort, but he found them. The two were sitting at a table, talking together, her hands enclosed in his. It was a sickening sight. He was upset. He had known that Rin was dating, of course, but he had not known who. He had assumed that the girl would have enough sense to be able to select a fine man to be her partner, but apparently he had assumed too highly.
Kagome had been right, apparently. It was unnatural. Illogical. He would have to speak with Rin seriously when he drove her home…
Would he be the one driving her home tonight? Or would she be returning home with the old man? He did recall her stating that her boyfriend loved to take that particular dress off of her, though the memory disgusted him in the current context.
In an odd moment of compassion, he pitied Kagome. Heavens knew what it would be like for her to wake up the following morning to see the two of them together. Rin, he thought, dressed in that man's shirt. Sesshoumaru suppressed a shudder and returned to the balcony. He felt a twinge of disappointment when he saw that the woman he had accompanied there before was no longer leaning against the balcony. The feeling didn't linger.
Inuyasha woke up with the sun shining down over his face. He was warm, he noticed immediately, and not just from the sun. A glance downward revealed a head on his chest, its dark hair splayed over a bare, feminine back almost as pale as his sheets. A little grin played on his lips in recollection of the previous night's events, and he closed his eyes once more.
His room was rather big for a bedroom, with plenty of floor space. The wall opposite his door was covered entirely with windows, whose curtains were open, letting warm sunlight flood the room. His bed was king-sized, covered normally by a black comforter and a dozen or so pillows which were at present strewn on the ground at the foot of the bed. The clock on his nightstand buzzed when the digital numbers reached 12:30.
One of his hands slapped down on the alarm clock automatically, turning it off. Yawning, Inuyasha opened his eyes once more. He looked down, and the woman he had lain with had rolled over and was turned away from him, with her back pressed close to his side. He was about to reach over and wake her, but his bedroom phone started to ring.
Groaning, he picked it up. "Mmmffffffhhhhh."
"Inuyasha?" said Miroku's voice. "You got laid, didn't you?" He cried excitedly. Inuyasha heard something along the lines of 'Don't be so lewd, you pervert,' in the background and suppressed a chuckle.
"Yeah. What do you want?"
"Ah, yes, that. Well. Sango-chan and I were planning on going out for lunch today. Would you like you join us? You can bring a date…"
"Ah… I would, but um… I have to work today."
"Ahahaha, I know what you're getting at, you sly dog, you!" Miroku said, and Sango in the background started mumbling about having to cure him of his perversions. Miroku laughed and excused himself. "I'll see you later then. Lemme see if I can squeeze in a quickie before lunch starts."
"Miroku… too much information," Inuyasha said, only to receive a dial tone in response. He'd been hung up on! Tossing his phone aside apathetically, Inuyasha turned back to the woman that was still snuggled warmly against his side. He placed a hand on her shoulder and shook her gently, to be rewarded by a delicious sound emanating from somewhere in the back of her throat.
"Mmm, five more minutes," she mumbled, wrapping the white sheets closer around her.
"No, no, wake up," he said in a soft voice and watched as her back twisted around to face him. "G'morning," he murmured, a lazy smile spreading over his lips.
"Good morning," she yawned in reply. She wriggled closer to him and draped an arm over his side. "How was the party?"
"Mmm." Inuyasha's hand started combing through her hair, enjoying the feel of the stick-straight strands. "You're not mad that I took Kikyo, are you?"
He felt her shake her head slightly, her breath hitting him warm and humid on his chest. "Not as long as I get to keep you, Inuyasha."
"You're the best, Kag," he murmured, and pushed her slightly as an indication for her to move. "I have to go to work today. Want me to take you for dinner tonight?" He got up and stretched, walking to his bathroom door with the intention of going in for a shower.
"No, I'm alright. I have a date tonight."
"Oh," he replied indifferently, and walked into the bathroom. "Don't go back to sleep."
She rolled her eyes and got out of his bed, scouring the room for her clothing. Her pair of black, lacy panties and matching bra had somehow ended up strewn across his desk, her shoes on either end of the room, and a her filmy little black dress crumpled in a ball on the ground. Sighing, she slipped into her clothing, and adjusted her hair in front of the mirror. She'd take a bath when she got home.
She threw a glance at the clock before leaving Inuyasha's room and shutting the door behind her. After all, she would have to hurry to get home or her absence would be noted. If there was one thing that Kagura hated, after all, it was that her little sister Kanna had a compulsion for telling Naraku whenever she was out for the night.
And if there was one thing that Naraku hated, it was when his Kagura was out for the night in someone else's bed.
In Chapter Three:
It was the last thing that they expected, but it made perfect sense… Inuyasha pushed him and smiled with satisfaction when the smell of blood hit his nose… "I'm sorry, miss, but the answer is no" … Funny that he should offer her comfort when he was the cause of her latest problem …
AN Okay, I know. It seems like both Inuyasha and Miroku are taken – but fear not! There are lots of elements that haven't come into play yet. Kagome still has equal chances of getting with all three of them. OH! And speaking of Kagome, where has out heroine hidden herself in this chapter? I found that there was very little of her throughout, in comparison to the first chapter. Ah well.
All of the actors have been introduced now, or at least mentioned.
I bet you all were surprised to find out that Rin and Kagome's dad were dating. Eh? Eh!? Moowhahahaha, and how about the whole Kagura/Inuyasha thing? Just in case, that's not going to be one of the resulting couplings unless something comes along to change my mind.
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Bubbles: Thanks for the review! I'm glad that you pointed that out. I wasn't all too awake when I wrote that whole segment, so it was a little bumpy. Either way, I fixed it a little… it's not too improved since I was a little reluctant to change too much, but it's improved (I hope). Please read and enjoy this chapter as well. ^_^