DISCLAIMER:Inuyasha and co. do not belong to me. I wish they did. But they don't.
SUMMARY: AU. Sesshoumaru/Kagome. Inspired by Inuyasha, the fanfic Yakuza, and various other stories.
With the death of Kagome's father, the Higurashi family found themselves quite tight with money. Souta, in his teenaged attempt to help, lies to go to Tokyo and gambles. However, he finds himself in trouble with a prominent underground figure in both human and youkai society. Kagome gets Souta out of the mess by promising to work the money back with Sesshoumaru... who is not nearly as nice or reasonable as Kagome considered humans to be. Maybe that's because he's not human.
WARNINGS: The following are warnings that I would like to state. If you worry about anything, just don't read the story.
1. I haven't watched Inuyasha in a long time, and my fanfics are based off of fanfics based off of fanfics. So, the characters probably are slightly OOC, especially to fit with the storyline that I want.
2. Note the rating. Please. In order to write the story that I would, there are going to be some parts that are especially gory or explicitly... graphic. If this offends your sensibilities, don't read.
Author's Notes: Yay! I have reviews. Thank you.
KougasGrl1188: I don't really know yet. So far, Kikyou's definitely going to be in the story, but I won't make her out to be as evil as a lot of the stories make her out to be. Or as slutty. She's just suspicious and jealous and all (you know, the bad childhood deal). I want to put Kouga and Hojo in there... but I doubt they will be serious competition for Sesshoumaru. And Naraku will probably just be the generic evil. He might even just be a group of people in my story, seeing as how Naraku is actually made of many, many youkai (icky). Rin... I'm going to try, but I really don't know yet. That's about it. Again, thanks for reviewing.
Also , I really don't know how the law is in Japan ... or America . So just go along with me for the purpose of this story. Much obliged.
Alright , 'nuff said. Read on, and hopefully enjoy. Don't forget to give me feed back!
by Ethidda
Written 10/14/04
Chapter Two
Of course you would trust me, Sesshoumaru meant.
When the girl's expressive face showed immediate relief, Sesshoumaru almost laughed aloud.
"But I don't want your parents to worry," Sesshoumaru continued smoothly.
"Okay..." Kagome didn't want her mom to worry either.
"So, you are going to call home and inform your parents that you are completely fine but that your trip back will be delayed."
Kagome perked up. She had been worried about that. "You mean I can call her?"
Sesshoumaru nodded.
He stood up and swept his hand out towards the phone against the wall. But for some reason, made a mockery of the act of gallantry. Perhaps it was that he didn't bow at all, or the anpathy in his hard, golden eyes.
As Kagome walked towards the phone, he followed behind her.
Kagome faced the wall as she made the call, and Sesshoumaru stood close behind her. Too close behind her for her comfort. She could feel the heat of his body even though they were not touching. As well as the icy consistency of his spirit.
Kagome didn't even come up to Sesshoumaru's shoulders, and right now, sandwiched between the hard, muscled body and the wall, she wished for the miko powers that her grandfather had always claimed she had. At least, then, she wouldn't feel so... powerless.
"Kagome?" came her mother's startled reply. "Aren't you on the train with Souta?"
"Um... no..."
"Did something happen?"
"Souta's on the train," Kagome clarified quickly to save her mom from further distress. "I'm... uh... something came up."
"Oh my gosh!" Kagome didn't think that her mom was quite reassured with Kagome's vague explanation. "Tell me what happened. Do you need me to go to Tokyo?"
"It's nothing bad. Or serious. Just..." Silently, Kagome wondered why—oh why?—didn't she think of a good excuse before calling her mom.
"Did you get mugged?" Her mother asked.
"No," Kagome answered quickly. "Nothing like that."
"Did you get kidnapped? Do you want me to call the police?"
Kagome sighed. She wasn't going to be able to convince her mom.
On the other hand, she wanted to say, Yes, get me out of whatever mess this is. Not quite sure what she was going to say yet, Kagome opened her mouth to respond, but she froze as she felt a cold tickle at the base of her neck. And then it turned to a prickle of pain.
With a shock, Kagome realized that a warm liquid was slowly trickling down, towards her collarbone.
Blood. Her blood.
She wanted to gulp away her fear, but was too scared to even do that.
Then, Sesshoumaru leaned down towards her, and Kagome stiffened up in apprehension. When his mouth reached her ear, he whispered in his low timber, "Don't."
A threat. And a promise.
In the next moment, the hot velvet of his tongue was on her cut, licking away the trickling blood. His teeth teased at her neck, causing Kagome to shiver.
Firmly, Kagome told herself that the shiver was from apprehension, and not from the strange tightening that was quickly unfurling in her belly.
"Kagome?" Her mother's voice came through the phone. Kagome almost dropped the phone from her surprise, and her knees almost buckled from the speed with which she came back from... whichever world she was in.
"Y-yes?" Kagome answered, this time, in addition to stuttering, her voice was also slightly hoarse, as if from a long period of disuse.
"Do you?" Her mom sounded worried now.
But Kagome, for the life of her, couldn't remember what her mom had asked her. It was important, she was sure, or her mom wouldn't sound so worried. But how was she supposed to answer a question that she didn't know?
Behind her, Sesshoumaru lifted up his head infinitesimally. "Say," he whispered, as if he knew exactly what went on in her mind. "'no, I just met an old acquaintance from high school here.'"
Kagome hesitated for only a moment. Half afraid of what Moon what do—that she wouldn't be able to avoid because he was so close—she repeated what he said. "No. I just met an old acquaintance from high school here. We're going to catch up."
Kagome held her breath as she waited to see if her mother accepted Moon's excuse.
"Oh," her mom said, much to Kagome's relief. "Is it Hojo? He's a nice boy and all, but I want you to know what you are doing. He's had a crush on you for a long time. I just want you to make sure that you don't encourage him unless you actually mean to encourage him."
"Uh... okay."
"Okay, then," cheerfulness returned to her mother's voice.
"Bye, mom. Love you. I'll see you later." At least Kagome's mind still functioned enough for her to say good bye.
"Sure. Bye, dear. I love you, too. Take care of yourself," her mother replied. Then, as an added though, her mom added, "I'll hear from you again in a couple of days."
And hung up the phone.
Kagome still held the phone to her ear as the click went off and there was a silence. She brought the phone in front of her face to inspect it before putting it down in its cradle.
Carefully, she maneuvered so that she turned around and faced Moon. As much as someone as short as her could face someone as tall as him.
She gulped. "I'm going to have to call her in another couple of days," she informed him. "She asked me to call and before I could tell her something else she hung up. So, I will have to use the phone again in a couple of days, and—"
"I heard," Sesshoumaru cut her off.
"Everything?" Squeaked Kagome.
"Everything."
Kagome's face fell. "Oh."
Sesshoumaru moved away reluctantly from Kagome as she sat back on the chair across of his desk. Instantly, he missed that pleasant waft of spring that Kagome seemed to emanate. And when his long, sharp nail had drew that thin line of blood, the explosion of fear and desire had been heady. But what he found most arousing was that subtle but unmistakable tang of innocence.
And he had barely suppressed a growl when his mind imagined the ways that that innocence could be shattered by him. And put back by him the way he wanted it. Like the fantastical stained-glass windows.
And her face... so expressive that even though he lacked the telepathic abilities of some youkai, he could tell her thoughts at any moment.
Right now, it was somewhere between startled and fearful.
And he needed to give her something to do as he finalized his plan for how to deal with the Higurashis.
Sesshoumaru looked Kagome over again, critically, this time. She lacked the fashionable anemic body type, but the softness of her curves held a different sort of appeal. The graceful way she moved, too, would be an asset if she was to be a professional dancer for the club.
Officially, the last professional dancer had simply stopped showing up for work. Sesshoumaru had planned on getting a replacement anyway.
Part of the problem, though, would be persuading Kagome to do it. He didn't imagine her to be the sort of girl who would stand on a stage and flaunt herself as she slowly undressed to the tens, maybe even hundreds, of rowdy and half-drunk spectators leering at her.
A flash of sudden... anger?... rose up in him as he considered the hypothetical scene. No, Kagome was as yet untouched, a piece of pure and unblemished glass. The shattering of the glass had to be done just right, or the beauty of the stained glass would be marred forever. The initiation would be done by him, Sesshoumaru decided. After all, he was a master of the intimate dances.
Sesshoumaru planned to shatter the glass of innocence, but he needed it done just the way he wanted it, so that all the pieces of her personality that he liked would be left intact and the rest will be removed.
But that meant he would need her near him to coax her into accepting him willingly.
"You will be my personal maid," he decided.
Kagome looked around, as if double-checking that she, indeed, was the one spoken to. "But... I'm sure that your current one does a much better job."
He had no maid at the moment. Aloud, he asked mildly, "Would you rather be a exotic dancer for the club?"
Kagome couldn't tell if he was serious from his stoic expression. She blanched.
"Never mind, I wasn't serious." Sesshoumaru waved it off with a slight movement. Mentally, he reminded himself that Kagome was unlike the women—both human and youkai—that he normally dealt with.
"Oh." She seemed to be properly shocked anyway. She made a quick comeback, though, saying, "I suppose that since I'm the one that owe you money, I'll do whatever you want me to."
Whatever you want me to. Now there was a reckless statement, or just an ignorant one, if Sesshoumaru ever heard one, and he had heard many statements after living for several hundred years.
Kagome seemed to realize her mistake, too. "That's legal," she amended.
The poor girl thought strip dancing was illegal.
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