¤¥¤•°¤-Because I'm Broken-¤°•¤¥¤
Chapter Twelve:
¤¥¤•°¤-The Party Must Go Off-¤°•¤¥¤
°ஐ•°ஐￃ-Written By: Allizaya-ￃ°ஐ•°ஐ
Claimer:(Just to name a few) Jubilee, Yasashuki, Head Mistress, Kiya, Simara, Katara
Disclaimer: The song is "I Like" by Katy Rose. And original Inuyasha characters
A/N: Another Chapter! Okay, this is based on ayame and Kouga, yes, I'm a huge bitch for keeping you all hanging. But guess what, there's something in the middle of this! YASASHUKI! I love that name, it's so odd. But that's why I like it. any ways, you can't miss this chapter. i'm trying to make it good. Also, Would you mind reading some of my new stories? Their really not that bad at all! When The Cities Sleep is a good one!
Though this starts out A and Y it's actually K and A
Warning: LEMON
¤¥¤•°¤-The Party Must Go Off-¤°•¤¥¤
Ayame locked up the shop and closed, then locked the door behind her. Simara stood and waited for her so they could go. Ayame turned and started walking with Simara. They crossed a few streets till they finally got to talking. "So," Ayame tried to start a conversation, "If you knew I was the Ayame Kouga said a few stuff about, then why didn't you say anything?" Ayame wondered out loud.
"Well, I didn't exactly know till now. I mean he never said anything about you coming to the boarding school, or working or anything." Simara said simply. "Does it really bother you that much?" Simara acked as they both crossed another street.
"It doesn't bother me. I was just thinking out loud. Never mind. So anyways, the party." Ayame said changing subjects easily.
"Oh right, my bands playing." Simara said. "What are you wearing?"
"You have a band? What else is a suprise?" Ayame asked.
"Nothing else really. Not much detail needed. Ah, yeah, Yasa is supposed to meet us there. So what are you wearing?" Simara said while changing subjects over and over again.
"I'm not sure. I don't know."
"Let's head to my dorm and you can borrow something." Simara suggested.
Without noticing, the girls arrived at their school. They headed straight for Simara's dorm room. The room was different from any others that Ayame had seen. The whole room was dark. Everything was either, black, red, or purple. And a girl with very pale skin, dark hair up in a bun, and in a black hulter dress with black fishnet stockings and black heels, lay on a bed reading a magazine. On the cover it had A girl with tons of tatoos and peircings.
"Yo Katar. Whats up, you still need a ride?" Simara addressed the odd looking girl.
Katara looked up from her magazine. "Yo, I so need a ride. I can't stand walking in this shit." Katara complained pulling up her breast part of her outfit and then picking at it. Katara sat up noticing Ayame. "Hey, I'm Katara."
"Hi, I'm Ayame." Katara didn't seem as bad as she dressed. She seemed nice.
"What about this one for you?" Simara asked holding up a Glitter Boy 3 Layered black and purple skirt. It had cute jagged hems for each layer. "No wait. I got something." After a while of digging, Simara found it. She held up the cutest dress.
The dress had black corset top features. With white lace detailing on the shoulder straps and body, pyramid studs, D-ring accent, black lace-up sides and a back zip entry. The bottom was really layered, and it was pretty short. "Oh that's gorgeous on you. You should borrow this. And..." Simara beggan to dig around again. "...these." Simara held up T.U.K. White 12 Eyelet 3 Strap Buckle Boots.The white boot featured black contrast stitching, twelve eyelets with lace-up closure, three buckles with straps and side zip entry. They had 2 inch heels and 1inch toe. "Yeah, perfect."
Ayame tired them on. They fit her fine, both the dress and the boots. She looked in a mirror Katara and Simara had.
Katara lit up a cigaret. "Wow, that looks better on you than me or Simara." Katara complimented. She took another drag of her cigaret and blew out the smoke into the cinnamon incense scented air. Now it just smelled sick with the two smokes blending.
Ayame decided to keep the dress. She looked over her shoulder at Simara who had already gotten dressed. Simara wore a teeny, tiny mini dress that was black with tiny red stripes going up and down. It had tiny straps and she had jeans on under it of course, with some black, high boots.
"Okay lets go." Simara said.
...Later
It didn't take long till they al got out of the car and got into the party. The room was packed and the speakers were thumping with techno/rave music. It was so loud that the cars vibrated. The group split up as they entered. Simara went over to where the DJ was to meet her band, Katara went off with her obviously, extra dark dyed hair, and cigarets, and Ayame went off to find who she could.
One beer and two cigarets later, Ayame caught up with Kagome and Sango who were with Inuyasha and Miroku. They all were packed even outside. It was dark and you could only see a few faces by the little colorful lights there were. Was this a house or a club? Ayame thought to herself. Out side it was a little cold but that didn't bother the gang. They were all talking instead of dancing. Ayame grabbed Sango's hand. "Come on, I wanna at least get drunk before I meet Yasashuki." She said. They wne through the crowd and got some more beer. Ayame finished the cup in no time.
"Kami, Ayame you really do want to get drunk." Sango joked as she chugged hers down as well. "You sure it's really safe to get drunk here any way?"
Ayame shrugged that last comment off. "I guess, but whatever. I just need to forget all about today." Ayame said taking another beer. She dragged Sango onto the dance floor. They were in the middle of it all. Ayame could smell so much beer and smoke, it intoxicated her every breath. She was alittle out of it.
Simara stepped upto the mic on the stage. The music had stopped. Simara struck the strings on her guitar hard. Then created a beat. she began to sing and then the rest of her band joined in. She began to sing.
"I wanna live before I die
so don't say I have to cry on
one more freezing floor
I ask you to open the door
and see how things could have gone
The reason that it took so long
before you could figure out
that for so long I was about to break
and there were no arms to keep me
from harming me and now I'm searchin back to see
how I never tried to ask for some sympathy
'cause no- nobody wants to ride with me too far
'cause I might trip away
but in your arms I'd rather stay
You might just turn into something I like
You might just turn into something I like
You might just turn into something I li-li-li-li-li-li-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
You might just turn into something I
Want to dream about
Something I can't live withouit
My foot is in your hand
I want you to understand
how I could be confused
right after being used
but still your here in spite
when I close my eyes to dream at night
I've gotta keep my pants on
I gotta check my pulse before I've gone too far away
to hurt so i think I'll stay around to hear ya breath
saying all those words to me
unraveling my fantasy
while I drink my oleander tea
You might just turn into something I like
You might just turn into something I like
You might just turn into something I li-li-li-li-li-li-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
You might just turn into something I liii... Yea-yea-ea-ea-ea-aa
You might just tur into something I like
You might just turn into something I like
You might just turn into something I l-i-ke"
Ayame felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned and saw Yasashuki. She smiled. "Hey," Then she turned back to Sango. Sango nodded knowing what she meant.
"Who's your ride home incase I leave early?" Sango asked, it sounded like a questions Kagome would most likely ask.
"I'll manage to find one if your not here." Ayame said. She pulled Yeasashuki into a dark room. It smelled of even more smoke from the previous people. Ayame kissed him with full tounge contact. She lowered them onto the unknown bed without breaking the kiss. Yasashuki flipped them so he was on top. His hand went up the skirts of the dress Simara lent to her.
Ayame thought she was ready. She was tired of Jubilee teasing her, calling her a virgin and addressing her by it. But it was still no reason to give it all away. She didn't know Yasashuki as well as she thought she did. At least she wasn't sure she did. She could hear Simara still singing in the background. Ayame closed her eyes in regret. It was her who wanted this all, she wanted them in a room, together, and doing this. Ayame put her finger tips on his lips stopping him. It was so dark and She hoped he didn't look at her the wrong way. "I'm sorry," Ayame regretted. "I thought I was ready, but I guess I'm not." Ayame said. She felt Yasashuki's wieght come off her. She coulddn't see him.
"No, you're ready...I'm just not the right guy." He said gently. And that's house Yasashuki and Ayame broke it off. She didn't realise he left till she saw a little light coming from the crack of the open door. Ayame steppout of the room and fixed her shoe. She felt her head run into someone's hard lower chest. She looked up. It was who else but...Kouga, who she hadn't seen for a while.
Who looked at her in confusion and disbeleive. Little, innocent Ayame...in a room...with a boy? Nope, not possible. "Did you-just-"
"What?" Ayame cut him off knowing what he was thinking. "No, it's not what you think! I didn't-"
"Look I don't need to know your buissness." Kouga said. He turned and walked away.
Ayame stood there. Thinking, and obsorbing what had just happened. Did Kouga really think she was so easy that she would go loose her virginity in a room, in a house party. Where anyone could just walk in when ever the hell they pleased? Ayame didn't know how long she stood there like an idoit, just thinking when the biggest party of the year was all around her. She couldn't let Kouga think that of her. Ayame pushed, and shoved through the crowd of dancers till she got to Kouga who was talking to some girl with glasses. She was pretty but had the trashiest clothing on. She seemed more like a slut than a school girl. "Can we talk?" Ayame yelled loud enough so that he could hear. He didn't have time to answer. Ayame had already grabbed his arm and pulled him through the crowd till they were outside, and away fro mthe party so that Simara's singing could only slightly be heard.
Kouga lit his cigaret and looked at Ayame who's face shined in the moon light.
"Look, I didn't do what you think I did." Ayame said before she was caught off.
Kouga took a quick drag of the cigaret. "I already told you, you don't have to tell me anything." Kouga didn't even look at her.
"Well I want to make it clear. I'm not a slut. And I certainly wouldn't have let a guy have me at a house party. I'm not like that." ayame said. She notice a certain way Kouga looked at her at the moment. "Don't look at me like that."
"Like what?" He asked taking another drag.
"Like I did something wrong. Like i did something at all." There was a small moment of scilence. "I mean thanks to you I can't even tell anyone how I feel about them." Ayame blurted out meaning anyone as 'male'.
"What I do?"
Ayame couldn't bleive what she said, but this was the time that she had to let out her feelings. "You left me." Ayame began. "I mean, we weren't so small that I couldn't realise my feelings. I waited for you for so long. And you didn't do anything to keep in touch. Not one phone call or a fucking letter. You left me here, broken,in this damned city, like some fucking rag doll. Like I meant nothing at all. And I waited for you, and I refused to give up on my hopes. And you broke me. Now I can't to trust many people, and I could never say 'I love you'...to anyone. I still can't. I mean, you just left, like you vanished into thin air. And for years I cried myself to sleep, and it took me so long to realise tears were never enough. I waited and waited and I still am-" Ayame was caught off by Kouga's lips.
Warning: small Lemon coming up
Kouga's hands cupped the sides of Ayame's face. Small rain drops fell on them. Simara and her band had started a new song. Kouga's tounge explored every square cenimeter of Ayame's mouth, almost looking for an escape. He lowered them to the small hill's grassey ground as he moved down to Ayame's neck. Ayame had been waiting for this for so long. She had waited for Kouga to come back, so they could tell eachother how much they loved eachother, but after so long, she was sure she gave up on it.
Kouga' pushed up the skirts of the dress and he thrusted into her. Ayame was speachless with both pain and pleasure. Ayame and Kouga went back into a lip lock as he thrusted into her. It killed her. And he took in her every moan of ecstacy and pain. One hand rested on her thigh and the other held the back of Ayame's head.
And just like that, Ayame lost her virginity, to the right guy...so she believes.
A/N: Sorry for the tiny lemon, but it's so late, and i'm tired, and I can't think, and i'm too lazy to type any more. I usually go al out with lemons. Maybe I'll have another, next time I'll start early in the day. heh. I hope you liked it my stroy and this chapter. Just wait till the next.