A/N - Hi everyone! This is my new fan fiction. It's completely inappropriate. It is rated M for language, an assorment of objects, and future sex. Why say lemons, when saying sex is just so much more... sexy? Enjoy!

Whatever Floats Your Boat

"Kagome!" There were loud knocks on the door of the closed room.

Kagome slept through all the calls her brother yelled at her and appeared as a dead body sprawled face down on bed. She was trying to get in as much sleep as possible before she had to face reality. You know what I'm talking about, the reality of the last few days of summer drawing to a close.

The room was jammed pack with not a piece of carpet in sight. There were clothes, suitcases, tampons, and only God knows what else, knee-deep on the floor. The person at the door gave up his common courtesy and let himself in the room. He dragged himself across the room and flopped down on the bed. He sat next to a pair of feet that were peeking out from underneath the comforter.

The kid, no older than 13, opened the drawer of the night stand and pulled out a sleeve of condoms.

"That's fine, Kagome. You can sleep while I show mom these nice condoms you were saving." The boy said keeping a straight face.

At this, the corpse lying next to him sprang to life and snatched the plastic out of his hands. "Souta, just fuck off! I'm up, m'kay?"

"Or we can always show her one of your beautiful vibrators or this cherry flavored petroleum jelly. Either one gets the job done." He lifted a jar of pink goop out of the drawer and snickered at his older sister.

Kagome grabbed it away before he could say anything more and slammed the drawer, narrowly missing Souta's hand. "No, we aren't showing mom anything, at all, whatsoever. Now get out so I can finish packing, or I'll tell mom where you were last night."

Within two blinks, Souta was already out the room and closing the door. Then Kagome thought to herself, 'Where did he go last night anyway? Whatever...' She hopped off the bed and started to shove clothes from of the ground into the empty suitcases sitting on the ground.

Kagome was packing to go to boarding school. It's like a dream come true for her to be able to get away from her family. She's been working hard in her studies to get a scholarship for at least a year; she hadn't cared where, as long as it wasn't close to home. Kagome has wanted the freedom to live in the real world with no one to watch or take care of her. She's had it, and in less than 24 hours, she wouldn't have to see her family until winter break.

Today, she was driving to San Diego where the school was located at. She was grateful that the place what close to the beach, but also close enough to Mexico for small road trip.

Being her unorganized self, she didn't have any of her bags packed the night before like instructed by her mother. Once again, she blew her off.

When everything was packed up, she opened her "Rated X" drawer and dumped all that fun stuff into a side pocket. She was dressed in some low rise black jeans, green flip flops, and a green stretch tight shirt that read, "My boyfriend is outta town." The shirt was short enough to reveal her pierced stomach with dangly green rhinestones. She had a dark pair of sunglasses over her eyes. Kagome pulled all the stuff down stairs just as her Mom called her for the 7th or 8th time, she couldn't keep track of the number. She dumped all her stuff into the trunk of her red 2004 thunderbird and ran back inside the garage.

"Kagome! Why isn't your stuff already in your car?" Her mother should at her.

"It is, I just have to grab my softball equipment. Then I can go." She called over her shoulder as she came back out with a heavy cloth bag.

Another reason why this boarding school was accepting her was because she played softball. She took pride in her skill, but had no idea that she would be able to use it for school applications.

She tossed the bag on top of her other junk, and took the driver's seat of her beautiful car. Kagome rolled down her window to smile and wave to her family, who was standing on the driveway. She hasn't smiled this much around her family since... she didn't know.

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As she pulled up to the school, Kagome stared in awe at her new school. She was in love with it by the time she saw the bell tower over the trees. When she saw it, she thought, 'If there's a way up there, that's a perfect makeout spot.' She smiled to herself.

Quite a few heads turned when she pulled up to the curb, especially the men. By now, though, Kagome had learned to ignore it. There was a table with a line of people right next to them. All the kids had a few suitcases filling their hands up. She clicked the alarm button on the car and left it, armed with her purse and registration forms.

She got in line behind a guy with silver hair. Kagome had to do a double-take when she saw him; she even tipped her glasses for a better view. He was wearing a long sleeved pink and black pinned-striped button down collared shirt and some black jeans that had a few chains on it. Underneath his jeans peaked out a pair of black Vans shoes. He had on a pair of black sunglasses with white rhinestones set into the sides. Even through his shirt you could see in his arms that he worked out frequently.

The guy noticed her checking him out and gave him a You-are-fiiiinnnee smile. "Gay or metro?" She asked him.

"Metro, I gotta keep a sharp profile to impress the ladies." He smirked at her.

"Honey, looking gay isn't gonna help you, but hey, I'm not wearing it. Whatever floats your boat." She smiled.

The remark riled him up, but she pushed him gently toward the open spot at the registration booth. He turned to glare at her, but saw her retreating form go to a clerk on the other side of the yard. He was mesmerized by her swaying hips for a moment, but snapped back to reality when the old lady spoke to him.

"Name?" she asked.

With pride, he said, "Inuyasha Tashio; the one and only." He handed his forms to her.

The woman rolled her eyes skyward. Internally, she prayed to God, 'Lord, give me the strength to put up with the prideful ones. Only You know how much more I can take.'

Here is your class schedule and you will be rooming in the Sporeta dorm house in room 214. Your other roommates are already in the room. I believe you are boarding with two of the other baseball players."

Inuyasha inwardly rejoiced; he was going to stay with the guys. No one ever talked about it, but everyone knew Inuyasha was silently elected to be captain. He got along with everyone, well...except Kouga. But hey, there was a 12 to 1 chance that one of the boys would be Kouga for a roommate.

Inuyasha pushed the thought out of his mind and concentrated on pulling the bags up the stairs. When he got to the door marked 214, someone was already opening the door. The door revealed the only person he didn't want to see.

The guy had long black hair that was pulled back into a high ponytail. He had light blue eyes and was only wearing a pair of grey sweat pants. When he saw Inuyasha, he only smirked, "Hey, Inuyasha."

When Inuyasha saw him, he scowled to himself, "Fuck. Of all people, I get stuck with Kouga."

Just as he was planning to go back to registration and demand a different room, a guy with black hair tied into a low ponytail and deep blue eyes sat up in the top bunk. He was wearing a navy blue short sleeve that said, 'Too sexy for my shirt' written across his chest in black lettering.

When he saw Inuyasha, his eyes lit up with happiness. "Inuyasha, my man!" He jumped off the bed and slapped him on the ass.

"Miroku, how many times do I have to tell you? I just don't swing that way!" Inuyasha said with a grin. He returned his ass slap to Miroku, knocking Kouga down in the process.

He was so happy to be with his best friend again. Of course they talked to each other over the summer, but never got to spend time together. After all, they did live on opposite sides of the country; Inuyasha in California and Miroku in New York. But since the two have been going to the same boarding school since Kindergarten, it didn't really matter.

As Inuyasha and Miroku caught up with each other on the last few weeks of summer, Inuyasha thought, 'Even though Kouga is in the same dorm as me, I can deal with his hairy ass if Miro is here.'

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So...? Tell me what you think! I wanna know! I have a few ideas about what I want to write in the next chapters, but I might need some help from you. Tell me in a review or you can email me at but preferably, a review. Heart ya!