Chapter 22
Ok so I made this chapter super long to make up for not updating in a long time. This story is still active up I take awhile to update so please be patient. Even if it takes me ten years I will finish this story. I personally believe it's my master piece.
"They actually said future lover?" Bankotsu and Naraku were in the coffee room. Bankotsu was drinking his morning coffee while listening to Naraku describe his insane admire.
"Yea, creepy." Naraku was texting a messaging on his new phone.
"I wish someone would buy me a fancy phone."
"Well when you're the schools bad boy, people give you more stuff." He said snoddy voice.
"Have you been talking to Sango recently?"
"Yep, a lot more since I got this phone. I have also been speaking a lot with Kikiyo and Kouga, and your brother. Did you know Jenkotus is a cross dresser now?"
"Yea he is my only brother."
"Aww and I thought I was your brother too." Naraku faked pouted. He couldn't help himself from laughing when Bankotsu blushed.
Rubbing his head the man knobbed. Every since his birthday they had started talking to each other again. Now it was like they had never fought to being with.
"By the way Miroku was looking for you."
"Uggg, I forgot about him. He probably wants to give me the costume for the Halloween party tonight." He groaned loudly.
He couldn't imagine what horrible outfit his ex punching bag would make him wear. It probably is something like a dress or some other revealing costume.
"There you are Naraku." Speaking of the devil the man came up to him wearing a wicked smile. He was holding a zipped up clothing bag.
"Here is your costume. I hope it's the right size."
Naraku really didn't like the look on his face. Taking the hanger he noted how heavy the bag was.
Opening the bag he examined what was inside.
"Well, I wasn't expecting this." He said out loud. Sighing he closed the bag back up. "A deal is a deal after all.
….
Sesshoumaru whistled to himself as he walked down the hallway. A light smile was spread across his flawless face. All the workers who saw him stared in shock. Not once had anyone in INU. Corp seen their scary boss smile. It was so strange. The fact that he was smiling on Halloween only increased the rumors that he was a life sucking vampire.
"Hey dad, why so happy?" His step daughter hugged and greeted him.
"No reason in particular." He leaned in to whisper into her ear. "I just can't wait to see Naraku's costume. I made dressing up mandatory this year."
Rin eyes sadden. But she changed her expression before her dad could see.
"So are you here to visit Shippo?"
"Kind of, he forgot his fox ears in my room."
"Why were they in your room?"
"He left them there last night when we were playing…. Anyway I'm here to give them back." Blushing she rushed away from her dad.
Sesshoumaru took a deep breath. He would need to raise the security at night. That boy was a sneaky one. It was getting harder to keep him out.
The real reason Sesshoumaru was in such a good mood was because Naraku had been using his new phone all week. He barley put it down. When the silverette had first bought the phone he had doubts Naraku would like it. And then writing the letter was the hardest. He had thrown away at least fifty rough draphs before finally settling on something. He hasn't meant for it to sound so threatening. He wanted it to come out sweet and romantic.
It brought him pride to bring Naraku such happiness. The red eyed man never let anyone else touch his phone. Not even his best friend. He treasured the gift. That alone filled Sesshoumaru with warmth. He just wished the ravenette would call him.
The first day Naraku had come in and asked for all his friends' numbers. He even got Rin and Shippo's number and they were hardly friends. Sesshoumaru had waited for him to ask; he even talked to him several times that day and brought up his new phone. Still Naraku didn't ask for his number.
He had thought that after all that time they spent together they would be closer. Maybe not best friends but at least they say high to each other when they walked by. Maybe they had lunch every now and then.
"Maybe it's my fault." Sesshoumaru said to himself. "I'm not that approachable. I should make the first move."
He was so loss on his train of thought he wasn't watching where he was going. He bumped into Miroku who was holding coffee and spilled it on the floor.
"Please forgive me Mr. Miroku. I wasn't watch where I was distracted."
"Do not worry about it."
"It's just that I've been in a lot of stress recently."
Miroku gave him a knowing knob. "I know what will make you feel better. Let's go to the party room. Naraku loss a bet to me and I got to pick his costume. Wait till you see it, it's hilarious."
Sesshoumaru's eyes perked up. Dozens of imagines of Naraku dressed up in different sexy costumes came to mind.
"Yes, I do believe I will enjoy seeing that."
….
Party room
Sesshoumaru anxiously waited for Naraku to make his appearance. The party had started more than thirty minutes ago.
He had hired a Dj and a fog machine. It was a little odd he spring for expensive entertainment but he had been in a good mood recently. At east his employs were happy. They talked and enjoyed the candy apples and cotton candy, along with lots of other sweats he had provided.
Miroku came up to him giggling. He could barely stop the cup of punch in his hand from shaking.
"Here he comes"
Sesshoumaru's heart skipped a beat.
"Please be a sexy kitty costume, or maid, or maybe sluttly school girl, anything that shows lots of skin, especially leg." Sesshoumaru thought to himself.
When Naraku walked through the door everyone gasped. Sesshoumaru's jaw actually dropped. Naraku wasn't showing excess skin; in fact his whole body was covered in yellow feathers. His costume was large and showed none of his muscles or curves. Naraku's hair was tied in a pony tail and on his face was a giant peak. On his head was a yellow feathered hat.
"He's a chicken." Miroku laughed.
He was too busy laughing to see steam coming from Sesshoumaru's head. The plastic cup of juice he was holding crumbled and the liquid spilled to the floor.
He gets a once in a life time chance to put Naraku into any costume and he chooses an ugly chicken costume?
Sesshoumaru walked out the party, but not before taking a few picture of Naraku in the outfit on his phone. He may have been mad at not getting to see Naraku in a skirt, but the chicken costume was still funny.
In his office Sesshoumaru decided to relax by drinking a nice expensive glass of wine. He was interrupted by a knock at the door.
"Come in"
Rin's sad face popped out behind the door.
"Dad we need to talk… It's about Naraku."
…
Naraku waddled around the best he could. The dumb costume was heavy and hard to move in. The chicken feet made things much worse. Especially since people kept stepping on the long toes.
"Naraku you look like Big Bird." Bankotsu was clutching his ribs laughing.
"Go ahead. Laugh it up." He looked around. "Where is Kikiyo?"
"She didn't come and good thing to. You look ridicules, but I'm sure someone will show her pictures. Maybe even me." He snapped another picture.
Two hours later Naraku finally had enough of being tease. For people who were supposed to be friends they really let him have it.
Besides this outfit was really hot. He had sent enough time in it to complete the bet so he just take it off and go home.
…
"Father…. I saw Naraku going out with Kikiyo. They were acting like a couple." Rin said hesitantly.
Sesshoumaru stared at her blankly for a minute before smiling. "Oh that was probably just to keep up the act. I sure he had a good reason.
She shook her head sadly. "Shippo caught them in the closet the other day. They were…. Touching each other."
She saw her father's eyes widen, than sadden, then narrow in anger and finally they went emotionless.
"Thank you for telling me this Rin. I will have a talk with him and figure out what is going on."
"I didn't want to tell you till I was sure. I'm sorry father. Naraku's been chasing Kikiyo around like a dog since he started working here. You'll find someone better than him."
She gave him an encouraging smile before leaving.
Sesshoumaru walked over to his drawer and pulled out a bottle of wine and glass cup. The first cup was one of many he would drink that night.
…
Fantasy
A naked man sat uncomfortable on a wooden Spanish horse. His legs bent back and his ankle connected by a foot long rope. He was leaning back with his hands tied behind his back. A rope that tied his bonded wrist was connected to the rope binding his ankles. This position made him put pressure between his legs. The point of the wooden triangle, dug into his balls and ass. Sweat dripped down his skin. He struggled to get loose but this only made the rope dig deeper into his skin. To complete the image he had a black ball gag in his mouth and a blind fold covering his eyes.
The dimly lit room smelled like saw dust and news paper. The silence was like a thick fog. It was only cleared by the soft footsteps that entered the room.
"I've hoped I have given you enough time to think about what you have done. Or do you need another hour to think about your bad decisions?" The voice was soft and sweet like honey and at the same time gave off the sense of danger. "Well Naraku, I'm waiting for your answer?"
The ravenette mumbled something threw his gag. His eyes were wet with tears and drool was leaking out the side of his mouth.
Sesshoumaru tugged softly on the black leather collar wrapped around Naraku's neck.
"If you're going to act like a dog, than you should dress the part. Don't you agree pet."
Removing the gag he smirked when Naraku gasped for breath.
"I…."
…
A loud nock at the door woke Sesshoumaru up from his drunken fantasy.
"C-Come in."
Naraku came in to his office and closed the door. He wasn't wearing the chicken suit anymore. Instead he was wearing a black skin tight runner suit that enclosed him like a second skin. Every line and curve was outlined, even his crotch area.
"What do you want?" Whipping the sweat on his four head, Sesshoumaru recomposed himself.
"I just came to wish you a happy Halloween." Naraku pulled out his phone.
Sesshoumaru perked up. His mood rose when he though Naraku was going to ask for his number but then it hit an all time low when Naraku just used his phone to check the time.
"Mind if I have some?"
Confused Sessshoumaru followed Naraku's gaze till it landed on the bottle of wine. Of course Naraku would want wine. He drinks none stop.
"Of course, take a seat."
Pulling out another glass he poured more wine for him and Naraku. The dark haired man happily accepted the drink.
"Do you mind lowering the heat, this stupid thing is hot." He pulled on the suits neck line letting air flow down his chest. "I had to wear this before I could put on the chicken suit." His hair was drenched in sweat, the dark locks clung to his neck and shoulder" Taking a sip of the wine he watched Sesshoumaru. The man was shifting side to side. "You're a little drunk huh?"
"Just a little." When Naraku finished the first glass he served him another.
"This is high grade stuff." Smiling he gulped another cup.
"How about tasting it and enjoying it." The CEO poured him another glass and was amazed when Naraku drank it again. "You have a drinking problem don't you?"
"Just a little bit." Smirking he poured himself another cup.
Sesshoumaru could never resist when Naraku gave him that look.
"Well I think I'll make myself a coffee."
"You have a coffee machine in here too?"
"Naraku I have a house in here. There a bath room and mini kitchen down the hall and that sofa can be turned into a bed. Sometimes I spend nights here when my work causes me to stay here far into the night."
"I love how you talk. It's so poetic." He let out a small hiccup.
Blushing slightly Sesshoumaru prepared two cups of coffee. He drank both when Naraku preferred to stick with the wine. A beep altered Naraku that he had gotten a message, when he checked it he chuckled.
"Hey, you know that Shippo and Rin are making out on the lawn right? Bankotsu just told me."
Sesshoumaru stiffened, before he pressed a button on his office phone. "Hello Kouga, I know you're off duty but I would appreciate it if you turned on the sprinklers."
There was a small paused before he was answered. "Got it boss."
Naraku was hysterically laughing, holding his ribs he kicked at the air unable to control himself.
"So Naraku I've heard a rumor about you and Kikiyo."
"Oh well it's probably true." He was still too busy laughing to notice Sesshoumaru's eye twitch.
"So you two are an Item?" He poked hoping Naraku would let his guard down.
"Not sure. I like her thou. She's kinda like me. She sexy, badass and doesn't take shit from anyone plus she's funny and I feel like we are the same. Were both kinda hated by the world since we don't try to be everyone's friend? And come on, who wouldn't want to hit that. She is gorgeous, just my type too."
"I'm happy for you." Gritting his teeth the silver haired man pushed out a fake smile. "Oh but do be careful. A year ago there was nasty rumor that she had HIV." Satisfied with the ways Naraku's eyes widen Sesshoumaru lean back against his arm chair. "So your type is tall, heavy topped girls with long black hair?"
"What can I say, I liked them classic." Shrugging his shoulders Naraku finished his fifth cup of wine. The bottle was almost empty.
"Naraku you are sweating like crazy."
"Yea, do you mind if I unzip it."
"Go right ahead. We're both men here."
Unzipping the suit from the front he pealed the plastic from his skin. Sesshoumaru's eyes fallowed the suit down. He was pleasantly surprised when he discovered that Naraku wasn't wearing a t-shirt. Smooth skin was presented to him for his viewing pleasure. Naraku's chest was smooth and well sculpted. His shoulders lean and his abs well formed and hard. His arms had slight muscle but the curves gave them a slight feminist appearance. The sweat covering his body made his skin shine and glow.
Sesshoumaru was glad he sat behind the desk because it be embarrassing if Naraku saw his little problem down below.
"Much better. So what's your type?"
"Well I liked them to be tall with long black hair. I also like them pale with plump lips. They have to be in good shape and I like them with a little sass. Someone to challenge me."
"It sounds like you have a crush on Kikiyo too. Sorry but she's taken." He laughed.
Sesshoumaru gave a look of pure disgust. How could Naraku even think he wanted that whore?
"She wears a little too much make up for my taste."
"There you go again, speaking all fancy. I love it. But yea she dose where a lot of makeup. I prefer the natural look. I ex-wife hardly ever wore any make up and she was freaking hot."
"Yes my ex was quit attractive to."
"I'm sure she was. A handsome guy like you deserves a pretty girl."
Enjoying the complement Sesshoumaru hummed in delight. "My ex was beautiful, long curly black hair and deep red eyes."
"Oh just like mine. It's rare to find someone with my eye color. You should show me a picture of her some time."
Sesshoumaru turned his head to the side to deep in thought. "I think I might have a picture around somewhere."
They drank longer after the party was over. Naraku drank more than Sessshoumaru but even he was pretty wasted by now. You wouldn't believe how much alcohol he had hidden in his office.
While they were both knocked out drunk Sesshoumaru made a bold suggestion. "Narssu you-you look hot, why dont-ch you take the w-wholesuit out. I mean off." Worlds slurred his message was understandable, especially to a man that was fluent in drunken ramblings.
"You are the worse drunk ever…. Ok but I don't have any underwear one. Is that ok?"
"Of course" Sesshoumaru chimed.
