Disclaimer- I don't own Inuyasha

Title- Love Isn't Luxury

Summary-Kagome, a middle-class girl never thought she would be at war with Inuyasha, a rich pretty boy which she met at school. However, neither of them thought they would fall in love either.

Genre- Romance/Humor

Chapter10: Gay?

"Fuck You!"

"What did you say bitch?"

"Who the fuck you callin a bitch, do you see me with two dog ears!"

"Go to hell!"

"I think I'm in hell already, cause you're here, you fucker."

Sango and Miroku sat there with a bored face. They sighed. Their best friends are hopeless.

Miroku turned to Sango. "How long have they been at it, now?"

Sango looked at the ceiling and tapped a her chin with her index finger, as if in thought. Then she faced him. "About a month and a halve, I believe."

Miroku nodded and faced the two pathetic teens that were in a quarrel. "My god, they're so stupid. They look like a married couple."

Sango nodded in agreement. Still facing him. "Yup, Kagome still pretty pissed off about the kiss."

Miroku sighed. "She's STILL on that."

"Yeah! That WAS her first kiss, after all."

"It's just a kiss," he shrugged.

Sango punched him hard on the shoulder.

"Ouch!" Miroku looked at her with a questioned face, while he rubbed his shoulder. The girl could pack a punch. He smiled mentally. He likes it. She's aggressive. Meaning, she's feisty in bed, too. But then he frowned. She is a virgin, though. So there is no telling how she is in bed.

Sango raised an eyebrow. He's in deep thought. 'I wonder what he's thinking about?' she thought. But when she saw that lecherous smile of his, she glared at him. So she did what was necessary.

She punched him again.

Miroku glared at her. "You know if you keep that up, I may have a bruise."

Sango rolled her eyes. "Whatever."

Miroku sighed.

"So. . .anyways. . ." she started of, "she is still kind of pissed of about the kiss."

"Ah, so she's the type that is sensitive about those things. The kind of girl that wants her first kiss to be from the one she loves the most.

Sango sighed. "Yeah, that's her."

Miroku grabbed her hand and placed it on his lap. He turned it, so that her palm was facing up. He started to caress it lightly with his finger tips. This cause Sango's spine to shiver. How could a simple touch affect her so easily?

Miroku has his eyes on her the whole time. There was a little glint in them she couldn't describe. "About you, Sango?"

She jumped lightly at the sound of his voice. He let out a low chuckle.

She blushed. "What about me?" she said timidly.

Miroku's eyes softened. "How did you feel about your first kiss?" His voice was gentle and soft.

Sango turned beet red. "...um...it was...it...was...alright...I guess," she stammered.

Miroku raised an elegant eyebrow. "Really?"

She nodded hesitantly.

"From what I remember, you couldn't stop kissing me after that."

The look on her face was priceless. He was teasing her.

Sango felt like she wanted to explode. She was blushing like crazy. Yes, she did go on some dates with Miroku for the past month and a halve. Their not officially a couple. . .yet, as Miroku would put it. Each time they go out they fell so relax and happy. Sango never felt this way. She feels like she doesn't have to pretend to be something she's not to get his attention. She also noticed he hasn't been dating or runting any bimbo. Miroku, on the other hand, feels like he is finally at peace. He finally found a girl who isn't into having sex with him for his money or looks, or that puts on all that make-up, or that makes herself look dumb. She didn't let him kiss her until their fifth date. And for her first time she was really a good kisser. It was better than he has ever imagined. He's thinks- no he knows he wants her to be his girlfriend, but he could tell she's still a little afraid she might get hurt. So he's going to wait just a little while until he shows her he fully is into her and he really wants her trust.

Sango cleared her throat. "Anyways. . ." trying to change the subject, "Kagome has never been so pissed of by anyone like she has now in her whole life."

Miroku nodded. "I could tell. But she's kinda of enjoying herself."

Sango smiled. "You noticed it, too."

Miroku nodded. "It's like she looks forward for a fight with Inuyasha now and vice versa. But it looks like they don't see it themselves."

Sango giggled.

Miroku looked at her confused. "What?"

"You're very observant."

Miroku shrugged. "I know."

Sango looked back at the bickering teenagers in front of her. "She likes him. I could tell."

Miroku also looked at them. "Indeed. Same with the puppy."

Sango smirked. "What if we help them?"

Miroku faced her again. "What?"

Sango's smirk grew bigger. "Think about it. What if we just give them a little push. . .no scratch that. . .a big fucking shove would do it. . .and get them together."

Miroku shook his head. "How you suggest we do this?"

Sango shrugged. "Let's go some where for winter break."

Miroku grinned. "Want to be alone with me , heh? I never knew how erotic you could be, my dear."

Sango glared at him. "Unless you want another punch I advice you to get your mind out f the gutter."

"Wow, feisty!"

"I mean it and back away from my ass, you lech," she warned when she saw the hand coming to her rear.

Miroku sighed. "So what were you saying?"

"Let's all go somewhere and make those two knuckle heads get together."

Miroku listened interested as she continued.

"You say Inuyasha just to like Kagome and thinks she's a gold digger, which is so not true. If he is stupid enough to listen to fucking rumors-"

"Sango," Miroku tried to calm her down. "Chillax, okay. Now back to the plan."

Sango sighed. "Sorry, so anyways Kagome thinks he's a fucking jackass but in your point of view he's an okay guy, plus he brings out the fiery attitude from her. And she enjoys a challenge once in a while. So those two are perfect for each other."

"So where do we go?"

"Well the school does have those field trips for winter break. . ."

Miroku's eyes lit up. "Let's go on that trip where you can eat those tacos."

Sango furrowed her brows. "You mean Mexico? I don't think so. The water is kind of dirty."

"How about China?"

"Nope."

"Uh. . .Canada?"

"Too cold."

"How about that trip to Africa?"

"Too many bugs."

"Well I can't think of anything."

Sango sighed. "Me either."

Miroku narrowed his eyes. "Somewhere, where it's nice, hot, and sexy."

Sango raised an eyebrow. "Sexy?"

"Well, yeah, the setting affects the mood."

"Good point."

"Where can we go?"

Th beep of the loud speaker was heard. "STUDENTS I LIKE TO ANNOUNCE THAT THERE WILL BE A NEW TRIP FOR WINTER BREAK," the principle said. "HAWAII."

Sango eyes lit up. She to turned to Miroku, who was still thinking. She pushed his shoulder a little. "Miroku."

He shooed her hand of. "Wait I'm trying to think."

"But Miroku-"

"Sango please don't be hasty. Let me think."

"MIROKU!"

He turned. "Yes?"

Sango smiled. "How about Hawaii?"

"Hey! That's a good idea! Why didn't you say something sooner?"

"You idiot."

Miroku shook his head. "Such a mouth. So I'll call you at night and we'll talk, okay?"

"Sure."

They both turned their attention to the front and. . .

"They are still fighting! " they both said amused.

"YOU TWO SHUT UP AND SIT DOWN OR ELSE YOU WANT DETENTION!" the teacher yelled as she came in the class. She quickly sat down at her desk and sighed. She looked up at the class. "Now please finish whatever work you have in any class because I have nothing to give to you guys, since you're ahead of all my other classes. If you do not have any work, you can talk BUT quietly," she said softly. Judging by her voice, she was stressed.

There was a knock on the door.

The teacher sighed. She got up and walked to the door and opened it. "Yes?"

There a guy standing there. "I'm a new student and it seems you're my new teacher," he said in a cold bored tone.

"Another smart-ass," she mumbled. She let him in and got the class's attention. "Please everyone listen up. We have a new student, I think we should make him feel welcomed."

Everyone stood silent.

The teacher sighed. "Say hello," she demanded.

"Hi," a few said.

She turned to the new student. "Please introduce yourself." She sat down in her desk and watch him.

The guy sighed.

"Hello, my name is Naraku Onigumo and I came from the China. But I'm actually from Japan," he said as his eyes wandered around the class and stopped at the sight of Kagome, who was staring out the window. He smirked. "I hope I get to know some of you and become friends."

The teacher pointed to a desk, "That's your new seat, next to Kikyo, and please right now it's a free period, so if you want to know what we have done ask her for a review."

Naraku nodded and walked to his new seat. Next to Kikyo.

She gave him a look of interest. "Hi," she said cooly.

Naraku observed her. She's wearing a very, very small mini skirt and a strapless top that was very tight and showed her hard nipples. She's obviously not wearing a bra.

He raised an eyebrow. His first thought, 'This bitch is a slut.'

"Like what you see, babe," she purred.

Yes, he was correct. He smirked. "Maybe."

He is beginning to like this school already.

She gasped as he rocked into her reaching new profundities. She moaned and squirmed under him as he continued to thrust into her, rocking the bed. They were reaching their climax.

He thrust into her harder and faster. She screamed his name in ecstacy. He thrust into her a little more. That's when he reached his as well.

He laid on top of her trying to catch his breathe. He could hear her heart pounding and her breathing was shallow. He smirked. He has that effect on women.

He got off her and she sat up. They were looking for their clothes around the room. Once they were dressed, they smiled at each other. She wrapped her arms around his neck.

"What did we come here for, again?" she asked with a wicked smile on.

They were at her house.

Naraku shrugged, "I think you were suppose to help me to review for a class."

Kikyo smirked. "Oops, must of slip my mind."

Naraku pushed her off and head his way to the door.

Kikyo frowned. "Hey, where are you going?"

Naraku sighed. "I don't need you anymore,"he said coldly.

"I bet you do."

He turned to her. "Oh?"

Kikyo smirked. "I saw the look you gave to Kagome when you were in front of the class."

"Kagome?"

"The bitch that always stares out the window."

Naraku nodded. Now he understood. 'Kagome's her name.'

"What do you propose?"

"She's in a little conflict with this guy-"

"And you want me to lure her away from him and you could have him? And judging by the expression on your face, I'm right. What do I get in return?"

"Simple, her and her virginity."

Naraku raised an eyebrow. "She's a virgin?"

Kikyo nodded. "You could have her but just help me get my Inu-poo back."

"He doesn't pay attention to you anymore?"

Kikyo crossed her arms. "Oh! He does, but last time he screamed that bitch's name and didn't noticed it."

Naraku chuckled. He cupped her face. "If you have Inu-whatever and I have sweet, pure Kagome, then what?"

"We live happily ever after," she said as she raised her arms in the air.

He turned to the door once again. "I'll see what I can do."

And he left.

One Week Later. . .

Kagome is sitting in class and looking out the window again. This is a habit she noticed she has been doing.

She's bored as hell.

"Excuse me?"

She turned and meet with the newbie of the school. His long, black, wavy hair is in a semi-ponytail. His body is built well. His face features were passionless. His lips are thin. His nose pointy. Lean cheeks. His forehead isn't big or small. And his eyes. It got her attention. His eyes are wicked. But that isn't what got her attention. What did is this guy has eyeshadow on. 'Whatever makes him feel himself,' she thought.

Naraku smirked. His ego grew as he noticed how long she was staring at him.

"Yes?"

Her voice is like an angel voice to his ears. Yes, she's pure and clean. 'Soon to be tainted,' he thought.

"I was wondering if I can ask you something?"

Kagome raised an eyebrow. "Go on."

Naraku sat in the desk before her. He put on a smile and asked, "Would you like to go out with me?"

There was a pause.

Naraku 's patience is running short.

"HA! HA! HA! HA! HA," Kagome bursted out laughing.

This was not the answer he was looking for. But maybe she's laughing in joy.

Kagome gasped for air. "That's was funny. So what did you want to ask me?"

"That was the question. Would you go out with me?"

Kagome laughed her head of again.

Naraku growled. This girl is laughing at him and he hates it.

"You know you don't have to scared," she said.

Naraku looked at her as if she grew another head. "Scared about what?"

Kagome hold his hand and her face softened.

"You don't have to hide it. It's okay."

Naraku started at her. She knew he wanted to get in her pants? She's calm about it. He smirked. This is too easy.

"I won't," he whispered.

Kagome smiled brightly, " You don't have to be afraid."

Naraku nodded. "Where do you want to do it?"

Kagome furrowed her eyebrows, "Do what?"

"The sex."

Kagome pulled her hand away and slapped him hard.

"What the fuck was that for?"

Kagome glared at him. "What the fuck was that for? What the fuck is wrong with you, is the question!"

Naraku glared at her too. "You're the one who said not to hide it."

"Yeah! I did."

"So I didn't."

"My god! I meant not to hide the fact that you're gay!"

"WHAT!"

Kagome blinked. "Aren't you?"

"No!" he yelled.

Kagome put her hands on her hips. "Then what kind of guy goes around walking and asking girls out with make-up on?"

" "

"You know, you're wasting my time. So leave me alone you ass," she said dangerously.

Naraku huffed and walked to his desk. He sat down and glared at her. Then he turned around

It kind of scared Kagome because the glare he gave her looked dangerous. As if he were capable of doing ANYTHING to get what he want.

She put her elbows on the desk and her face buried in her hands.

'Why me?'

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