Teach Me Heartache

Chapter 6: revenge is best served steamy hot

Standard disclaimers apply.

A/N::sobs: You guys are the BEST! Oh, to have such beautiful reviewers as you makes me a very, very happy authoress!

1. Kouga is going to show up – along with other characters – later in the story. You guys have to wait.

2. AND, I can't have Kagome and Inuyasha going all the way right now because that'd ruin some of the sexual anticipation, ne? Let them suffer, first, Inu-kun more than Kagome.

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Inuyasha has never known anyone who could be so damn sexy and desirable one moment and infuriating the next.

But, then again, the world was lucky there was only one Higurashi Kagome. Imagine a world where there was actually someone else who was exactly like the wench, just as annoying, know-it-all and goddamn gorgeous.

School was out and Kagome had just obviously ran for her life when Inuyasha was coming near her. Really. How could she kiss him with such burning abandon and sprint away from the person she's kissing just as fast. Granted, they were – are – enemies, it was still weird.

And definitely aggravating.

Inuyasha wanted to kiss Kagome again. Actually, wanted to more than kiss her but hell, he couldn't very well pressure her, could he? Kagome would probably stop everything the moment he crossed the boundaries. But oh how much the white-haired hanyou wanted to cross those maiden-like lines.

Truthfully, Inuyasha mused with a frown on his face as he watched the dust trail Kagome left behind, I've never wanted anyone like this. Especially from someone I can hardly tolerate! It actually freaked Inuyasha out. A lot. Especially when this colossal need fully exposed itself when he'd first touched those damn soft lips in the greenhouse the other night. He couldn't resist. Moonlight definitely suited Kagome.

Still, it was a shocking kick in the ass.

"Hey man, what's with the face?" Miroku asked grinningly, coming to stand by his best friend.

Inuyasha lifted a shoulder in a shrug. "What face? It's the face I usually have," he said sarcastically, walking forward towards his car. Miroku followed, rolling his eyes.

"You know what I meant." The purple-eyed boy gestured vaguely with his hands. "You look, I dunno, constipated or something."

Inuyasha scowled. "I don't. I was just thinking of some…things."

"Oh? Would these 'things' perhaps – though I'm only guessing here – pertain to girls?"

"Shut up. You don't know a thing. Just because you have a girlfriend."

Miroku smirked. "You're just jealous since I've found someone who loves me and takes care of me." Then with a raunchy wink, added, "Very, very well, in fact."

Inuyasha chuckled. "You're sick, Miroku. Still, Sango?" He arched an eyebrow.

"What? She's a beautiful girl! And sweet, kind, funny – a bit headstrong, I might admit. Weird too – helpful, caring – "

Inuyasha made a face. "Urgh. You're becoming sappy, Miroku. It's disgusting! You're not getting any, are you?"

"I am too!" Miroku huffed indignantly.

"Sure," the other boy said though it was quite obvious he didn't believe it. They reached Inuyasha's car, a sleek, gleaming red sports car. Other students were milling about and the parking lot was just a chorus of teen noises.

Miroku leaned a hip against the car. Inuyasha growled, glaring at his action but Miroku ignored him. "So, who were you thinking about with that constipated look earlier? It must be Kikyou, I suspect?"

Kikyou. The name sent a shiver of horror up Inuyasha's spine. The girl was beautiful, no doubt about it, but she seemed...just like an empty shell inside. Nothing but makeup, boys, makeup and boys in her mind. Not to mention she was the nastiest, most backstabbing, shallow bitch Inuyasha has ever met. Kikyou, despite being a first cousin, was the person Kagome hated the most after him.

Not to self: break up with Kikyou. Soon!

Then…

Not because of Kagome! Inuyasha thought hastily, eyebrows slanting down. Definitely not! Just because…Kikyou is such a bitch.

"See, you're making the face again," Miroku pointed out, jabbing his index finger against Inuyasha's cheek. The said boy's eyebrows twitched in irritation and Miroku wisely dropped his hand.

Inuyasha pulled out his car keys from out of his pants pockets. "Whatever. Besides, it's none of your business. And what are you doing here anyway? Shouldn't you be," a sneer, "cuddling with Sango somewhere?"

Instead of getting irked, as Inuyasha hoped, Miroku just smiled patiently. "Of course I will, a bit later," he replied in a happy voice, "I'm just going to stick around to see how you handle this."

"This? What this?"

A mischievous grin crossed Miroku's handsome features as he pointed at something behind Inuyasha's back. He looked over his shoulder and groaned.

There, only a few feet away, stood a very furious Kikyou, hands on hips and one carefully plucked eyebrow raised.

"Fuck," Inuyasha cursed under his breath.

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"God, what a day!" Kagome sighed, plopping face-first on her bed, the mattress shuddering a little at the added weight.

She pressed her face firmly into the blankets, inhaling deeply and letting it out in a muffled scream. It was a bit extreme but after it was out, Kagome felt decidedly better. Her day had been tiring…in more ways than one.

First, there was the fact that she had to lie to Sango, something she'd never done before. Sure, there were little white lies along the way but never this big and this important.

Second, school had been a pain. Loads of homework and essays and written reports to be submitted in a matter of a few days. Kagome used to like school, but since they were now in the second semester, school was getting more and more demanding.

Finally, and the most stressful of all, there was that thing with Inuyasha. Sure, she turns into a puddle of warm goo whenever those lips preyed against hers or those hands wandered to sensitive places and made her feel oh-so-good, but considering whose lips and hands were making her feel those sensations, it wasn't actually all fun and games.

Of course Kagome didn't trust Inuyasha. She was constantly in suspicion that he would do something she wouldn't like or force her into a compromising situation and can't escape. They were first, after all, nemesis.

Kagome rolled onto her back so she was facing the ceiling, face scrunched in a thoughtful expression. If I were to be REALLY honest with myself, and I mean REALLY, REALLY honest, I think I won't be able to resist those kisses…I'd probably even miss them! God knows you must be insane not to seek kisses and caresses like those!

Something which scared Kagome more than anything. She really could just stop it all but she feared that it was too late. It was probably too late and Inuyasha would just pester her.

Kagome never knew how angsty her life could be.

So if she couldn't break it off, she might just as well make the best of it.

Like revenge…

An evil smile curved her lips as her eyes sparkled with torturous ideas. Oh yes, revenge indeed. Kagome had noticed that Inuyasha would sneak up on her and pin her in empty classrooms whenever he pleased and wouldn't even let her get a chance to mimic his actions.

But tomorrow would be different. No way was she going to be the submissive one in this twisted game.

Fine, Kagome thought resolutely as the grin widened, if he wants to play dirty, then I'll play dirty. With the revenge in my mind, he probably won't come out of it alive!

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For the entire morning, Inuyasha didn't get any chance to be alone with Kagome. Since they had mostly the same classes, they saw each other though the dark-haired girl was clearly ignoring him. This peeved Inuyasha a lot, making him even less participative in classes than usual. He'd been kicked out of three different classes for throwing notes or attempting to talk to Kagome.

Normally, the only words the two would exchange are curses but now Inuyasha wanted to talk to Kagome so they could plan for their little secret rendezvous.

By lunch, Inuyasha was seething. Last night he'd had the most incredible, erotic dream and had wanted to relieve some tension from his body. Not to mention the fact that Kikyou had gone ballistic yesterday when he said they should break up. She'd even scratched his right cheek with her sharp fingernails (talons, really) and had slapped him countless of times. If he wasn't such a gentleman (right) Inuyasha would have fought back, but he was so he just blocked her fists.

Definitely needed to unwind some.

And a quick tryst with Kagome would do just that. How was he supposed to calm down if he couldn't even talk to the girl for a few minutes?

His narrowed golden eyes scanned the busy cafeteria, mouth turned down in a scowl. Since demons healed fast and since Inuyasha was only half, the scratches on his cheek hadn't fully healed yet but left thin, pinkish streaks.

Inuyasha spotted the back of Sango's head and walked towards her, face unconsciously set in a feral expression.

Sango was sitting with some of her friends but Kagome wasn't one of them.

Their table quieted down when Inuyasha stood behind them, that dark look on his handsome face. The other girls giggled nervously and finger combed their hair.

Sango looked confusedly around the table, not having noticed Inuyasha behind her. "Hey, why the sudden silence? Is there something on my face or what?"

"Ah, behind you, Sango-san," one of the girls timidly said. They were quite intimidated by Inuyasha.

Curiously, Sango looked over her shoulder and her face fell at the sight of Inuyasha. "Oh, it's you," she said in a voice that clearly meant she wasn't overjoyed at the sight of him. "What do you want, Inuyasha?"

"Listen, I'm not in the mood for anything, Sango," Inuyasha warned ominously. "I just want to know where Higurashi is."

At this, Sango's eyebrows went up. Way up.

"No way! Why do you want to see her anyway? So you can hurt her feelings again? Forget it," Sango flatly refused, turning to look back at her tablemates. "Besides, she wouldn't want to see you anyway."

A muscle spasmed on Inuyasha's forehead. He really wasn't in a good mood. In fact, Inuyasha was downright cranky that day. And you could see it in his expression too.

But Sango wasn't the least bit fazed. She had her nose stuck in the air, unwilling to divulge the secret of her best friend's location.

A very menacing silence fell over that particular table and spread its tentacles to the other nearby tables until the cafeteria was half-quiet.

Sango rolled her eyes. "Yoshihiro, stop hovering over me, will you? It's destroying our appetites," she curtly ordered him, twirling her fork with the gooey, saucy spaghetti that seemed it had already been barfed out. Actually, I think the food itself has destroyed our appetites, Sango thought distractedly, face pinching in a look of aversion.

The muscle spasmed again and Inuyasha's eyes sparked with furious impatience. A low growl sounded from his throat and he looked truly mad, the kind of anger only seen when he fought with Kagome.

In fear, a redheaded girl on the table suddenly blurted, "Kagome's in the art room!"

Without another word or another scowl, Inuyasha turned on his heel and left the cafeteria, dashing towards, obviously, the art room.

Sango glared at the redhead, face slack with shock. "Ayumi! How could you betray Kagome like that!"

Ayumi lowered her head in shame. "I'm sorry. I…I couldn't take the tension anymore! He scared the hell out of me, Sango!"

"Great. Just great," Sango muttered angrily. "We'll probably find two corpses in the art room and guess who will have to clean after them!"

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Stupid wench, Inuyasha thought as he quickly made his way to the art room, glad he didn't bump into anyone since mostly everyone was in the cafeteria and the hallway leading to his destination was blissfully empty.

Why Inuyasha was angry exactly, he couldn't even answer himself. The closest bet was that he was just sexually frustrated and only Kagome could relieve him of that – a fact which Inuyasha has accepted but still was bothered by greatly.

Since when did Kagome become the only woman who could gratify him? The thought of trysting with Kikyou once more made him want to gag. Beautiful or not, she was one person who had suddenly dropped to his Least Favorite Person list.

And strangely, Kagome had climbed a few paces.

This certainly was a freaky world he lived in.

Just because Kagome kissed like…like…oh hell, didn't make her a better person.

Inuyasha finally reached the art room, staring blankly at the closed door for a few moments, a frown marring his striking features.

A shadow appeared behind the thick, unclear glass window in the middle of the door. A slender and petite silhouette.

Someone – obviously Kagome – opened the door from inside only slightly and a soft voice beckoned, "Inuyasha, just the person I wanted to see. Come in."

A shiver tickled Inuyasha's spine, the sultry voice washing over him warmly. It certainly didn't sound like Kagome. The sweet voice was replaced by a very smooth, silky one. Inuyasha swallowed, unsure of what to find inside.

He slipped into the room, closing the door behind him and locking it instinctively.

His eyes swept around the small room, surprised that Kagome wasn't by the doorway. He finally found her, leaning against the blackboard.

At the sight of her, Inuyasha's mouth dried and he licked his lips in anticipation.

Kagome's back was pressed to the blackboard, head inclined sideways. Her right leg was lifted and bent at the knee, the foot against the wall so her short green skirt slid sideways, showing ample, creamy thighs. Her hands were curled against the hem of her white blouse, lifting it up a little to show the barest hint of her flat stomach. Her collar was loosened as well, to give a tempting peek at what was hidden underneath. Kagome's eyes were half-lidded and they burned hotly into his own, lush lips parted somewhat, one corner lifted in what looked like a devilish and alluring smile.

Inuyasha openly gaped at Kagome's 'come hither' position.

God! Was this Higurashi Kagome? The girl he practically blackmailed into kissing him? If she was the same person, then what was with the position and all?

Kagome must have lost her mind! (Not that Inuyasha was complaining!)

A familiar, growing heat cursed through Inuyasha's body, mostly centering in his most sensitive area. His growing erection pressed insistently against the zipper of his fly. Just looking at her stole his breath away, leaving him breathing a bit raggedly even without taste or touch.

"Inuyasha, what are you doing over there? Come here…" the way she said the two last words, lips moving slowly, sweetly, sent an involuntary shudder of pleasure through Inuyasha.

Without hesitation, Inuyasha's legs moved forward by its own accord (oh damn, his legs were forming a will of his own!) Holy shit! How the hell is she doing this to me?

Kagome moved forward as well, meeting him halfway. Her hands lifted and placed them gently on his shoulders, twining his arms around his neck. Kagome tiptoed up and pressed their lips close together, so close that their breath mingled but not touching. She gently blew against his lips, eyes still half-lidded. Inuyasha's eyes closed slightly as well and his tongue impulsively darted out to lick at her lips.

But Kagome playfully pulled away, simultaneously pressing her body closer, nearly grinding into him. Her hips swayed a little, face flushing a bit at the friction which sent sensation careening both into them. Inuyasha stiffened at the pleasure and took a deep, calming breath. His mind was buzzing loudly, devoid of thought, gaze hazy and pants were incredibly tight. Surely Kagome could feel how her mere presence was affection him since their bodies were pressed so closely together.

What Inuyasha didn't know was that Kagome was also affected. More affected than she had anticipated when she was planning last night. The sight of his lustful eyes boring into hers, chest heaving and the evidence of his desire pressing persistently against her belly did strange things to her body, creating a traitorous dampness in her crotch.

But she will pull through this.

"Ka…Kagome, what are you…doing?" Inuyasha gasped as one of Kagome's hands slid down his chest, the warmth burning through the fabric of his school jacket, slowing down when she reached his lower abdomen. Just…Just a bit lower…

His hands, taking a life of their own since Inuyasha couldn't think straight at the moment when that damn soft, slender hand started to caress his lower abdomen – so, so close – wandered to her sides, slipping beneath her shirt. Then he paused. He wasn't gone enough to actually go without her permission, remembering some important parts of their agreement. Kagome bit her lower lip, eyes closing briefly before opening again. The temptation was overwhelming. The feel of Inuyasha's big, calloused hands on her smooth skin sent her pulse jumping and every hormone in her body screaming 'Yes! Yes!'

The slightest bit of a nod was all Inuyasha needed. His hands meandered upwards, until his fingertips felt the lacy cups of her bra. An agonizing second later, his hands were cupping the rosy fullness (A/N: that's from one of those historical romance novels I love to read!) then expertly palming it.

Kagome sucked in a sharp breath and clenched her eyes closed, savoring the intense thrill that weakened her spine. Soft moans of pleasure spoke from her lips, leaning her head back a little.

The action reminded Inuyasha that their lips weren't doing anything. He leaned in and captured her lips, crushing their mouths together in a wildly arousing kiss that slammed in both their spines, weakening them together. He slanted his lips against hers over and over again, skillfully opening her mouth to slide in his tongue inside hers, sliding over her top teeth before tangling against hers. Their breathing got harsher and harsher as their reason slowly flew out the reason. Inuyasha pushed Kagome against the wall, never letting go of her mouth and his hands kneading her breasts, grazing her nipples over the lacy fabric of her bra. Kagome was keeping busy as well; one hand tangled in Inuyasha's mane of silvery-white hair and pushing the heel of her other hand against his lower abdomen.

Luckily Inuyasha had locked the door beforehand or somebody would have probably come barging in one them.

They were lost in the sensations careening through them.

But amidst the flaring white-hot passion, that annoying, pestering voice of reason started whispering in Kagome's lust-filled mind.

Psst…psst…Kagome! Kagome! Higurashi!

Their tongues battled fiercely for dominance, grinding their bodies closer together, swaying and hipping.

Hey girl! What in the world do you think you're doing!

Her hands dipped lower, fingertips teasing on the impressive bugle in his pants.

WHAA! STOP RIGHT NOW! STOP! Have focus, Higurashi! They're only kisses and touches! Remember your plan! Your dignity!

A frown marred Kagome's forehead and her hands paused. The voice kept on berating her internally, effectively clearing the carnal fog in her head.

Oh…huh? Plan…plan…plan for…revenge, wasn't it? To…oooooh, he kisses so well! Eep! H-His hands! Ahh!

They pulled apart for a quick oxygen fix, both panting heavily before Inuyasha pressed his mouth on her neck, nipping softly and licking the abused skin. Kagome's head lolled back, giving him more access to her smooth neck.

Dammit, Kagome! Think! Remember and don't you get CARRID AWAY!

The internal scream startled Kagome so much that she pushed Inuyasha away, eyes wide and dazed, chest near to bursting and her heartbeat racing so fast.

Inuyasha stumbled a bit, staring wildly at Kagome. All he could utter out was…"Huh?"

Kagome's face reddened some more in embarrassment. Now that Inuyasha was no longer drugging her with his kisses and those hands, she could now think with a semblance of sanity. She pushed her mussed hair away from her face, combing it with her fingers. She tried to calm down her quick gasps and madly fluttering heart.

Inuyasha automatically took a step near her, wanting more of her sweet lips and soft, soft skin. Desire pulsed in him and he had never wanted anybody as much as Kagome before. And he didn't care if they were in the art room just as long as he could have her.

"Come here," he ordered hoarsely, eyes flaming brightly.

Kagome finally regained fully her senses though her body still trembled at what had happened. Despite the screaming consent of her hormone-controlled body, Kagome shook her head and took in a shaky breath. "N-No Inuyasha." She gave him a defiant look and raised her chin.

Inuyasha stared at her as if she had lost her mind. No way was she leaving him this unsatisfied! Hell! Cold showers couldn't bring down his condition.

"What do you mean 'no'?"

Kagome rolled her eyes and flipped her hair over her shoulder, looking completely unfazed despite her knees wobbling. Her not so steady hands straightened her skirt and blouse, tugging at her loose collar.

She gave him a serious look, "Don't you understand plain Japanese? 'No' means 'no,' Inuyasha. Look it up in the dictionary if you have the time."

"What…what the hell is going on here!" Inuyasha demanded, getting frustrated in more ways than one. Shit. She really doesn't mean what she does…

As if reading her mind, Kagome gave a withering smile. "Yes. I didn't like it that yesterday you kept on playing with me as if I'd do your bidding anytime you want!" She flicked an imaginary lint off of her blouse. "I just wanted to show you that I can use you too and leave you so, so frustrated."

Seeing his shocked expression, Kagome took the opportunity to leave. As she passed him, she pressed a quick kiss, tongue darting out to lick at his cheek, smirked at the hitch in his throat then exited the room. After all, when Inuyasha finally understood her words, he'd definitely flip out.

Now, all Kagome had to do was avoid Inuyasha for the rest of the day and make sure dozens of people surrounded her at all time.

Still, she was very, very pleased with herself. Sure, she'd almost lost control and gave in but had quickly gotten hold of herself. And she'd also taken a few, drugging kisses (among other things) from him and at his expense – although her legs wanted to go back and finish what she started.

But no. She had to be strong.

Meanwhile, Inuyasha was still having the most painful hard-on in his life.

While he could nurse his bruised ego later (and definitely scream at the wench) he couldn't wait until later for release. Inuyasha only wished someone else (preferably Kagome) would help him with it.

Cold shower time. Gotta go to the guy's locker room!

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TBC…

Awful, I know. Pardon my procrastination and bad writing. I have a terrible cold and since I do feel guilty, I just had to add a chapter. I hope you guys aren't disappointed. I'd hate to do that when I'm SO NOT disappointed with your reviews.

I love y'all so much! 'Till the next update! (Hopefully soon.)