Disclaimer- I don't own Inuyasha and part of the song "Sexy Back" by Justine Timberlake
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
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Chapter 30: Now We Wait
She didn't know where she was going for she was drunk. When I mean drink, I mean literally drunk. She was laughing to herself and supported herself against the brick walls of the buildings she passed by.
Where she was?
No clue.
She kept her stupid smile on her face.
And it grew wider when she heard music.
I'm bringin' sexy back
Them other boys they don't know how to act
I think it's special... what's behind your back
So turn around and I'll pick up the slack
Dirty Babe
You see these shackles baby I'm your slave
I'll let you whip me if I misbehave
It's just that no one makes me feel this way
She entered the bar and walked slowly to the stool.
She looked around her and grinned at the people that were here. It looks like they're having a party! SHE LOVES PARTIES! Although she was already in one, another can't hurt, right? And what made her smile the most was the male stripper that was dancing.
She turned back to the bartender, who waited for her request of drink patiently.
"I'll. . .uh. . .have a shot of. . .your best tequila," she managed to say.
The bartender nodded and pored her, her drink and gave it to her. She took it greedily and chugged it down and spit it out and frown at the bartender.
"The fuck is this? I asked for a fucking shot not water!" she yelled.
The bartender sighed. "Sorry miss, it looks like you already had enough to drink," he said.
She sighed and buried her head on her hands. She looked up at the bartender. "So what kind of party is this?" she asked.
The bartender smirked. "A bachelorette party, isn't he sexy?"
She smirked. "Who's the lucky girl?"
The bartender shrugged. "No clue. I just serve is all, I don't care who the party is to. I'm just happy I'm making business."
She nodded.
"Hey, sexy."
She couldn't help but put on a seductive smirk on when she heard a voice. Funny how it sounded a little feminine but hey. . .is he's fine he's fine.
She turned around and to her surprise her vision was blurry. She could barely make out who the person is. All she can see was black hair, someone tall and lean, and brown eyes. But she knew it was a man, despite the funny voice.
"What's a sexy babe like you doing here all alone?" he asked. He, too, was drunk as hell.
"Waiting for a fine piece of ass to come around," she answered. Her hearing was getting a little off, too. His voice went to feminine to a dead record player voice.
The man looked at her up and down. She looked familiar to him, but he didn't want to think about anything at all. But curiosity took over him, though.
"What's your name babe?" he purred.
"Nope. Gotta tell me your's first," she smirked.
The man grinned. "Jakotsu. I'm the designer of this party. Now can you tell me your's?"
She, herself, never gave her real name, even in her drunken state. She mentally punched herself when the words slipped out of her mouth.
"Kagome."
Jakotsu's eyes grew wide. He laughed. "Funny, I know a Kagome, too. But she's a girl. You do look like her though?" he said observing her with his lazy eyes.
Kikyo didn't even listen to what he said. Heck, she can't see straight or even hear straight. Then she felt a hand on her bare thigh.
"Are those real?" Jakotsu asked stupidly, as he stared at her breast.
Kikyo shook her head. "The fuck? You said something? I can't hear you, babe."
Jakotsu didn't even pay attention to her, when she talked to him. He kept staring at her body.
"You must have payed a fortune to get your body to look like real woman. I give you props," he again said in a very dumb way. "I wonder if they feel the same."
Without warning, he cupped one of her breast and massaged it. Kikyo moaned.
"You sure. . .do. . .do. . do k-know how to. . .uh. . touch a . . lady," she said, not caring if he heard her or not. The familiar sensation between her legs sparked.
Jakotsu smirked. "I know. That's how I like to be touched too." His hand wandered down her lower region. He gasped. "You really did pay a fortune to have a body like this. I have never seen a gay man do such thing."
Kikyo, once again, paid no heed of what he said. The fact that he touched her made her horny by each second.
"Fuck me," she whispered.
Jakotsu looked back at her. "What?"
"Fuck me," she said again.
Jakotsu stepped back. Examine her as if he was testing her or something. When he was told to make a bachelorette party for one of his 'girlfriends' he grunted. He never has any fun the way he wants. He scheduled the party at his 'girlfriend's' favorite bar. A gay bar. (AN: Remember his girlfriends are actually gay men.)
He didn't enjoy bachelorettes parties much cause they always seems to make him feel low. His boyfriend, Bankotsu couldn't come and that didn't help either. People would look at him like some loner, without a date. So he drank himself silly until he can't think straight. He looked around and saw all the men. . .um. . .women in his case having fun. But when he saw 'Kagome'. . .well actually Kikyo alone, he thought maybe they could talk or do more. He forgot about having a boyfriend, forgot about the ugly stares of people, forgot about everything.
He was amazed how a man turned his whole body an exact replica of a woman's body. (AN: If he only knew!) And now she's here asking for a fuck.
"Why not?' he shrugged.
The next morning, two sweaty, naked bodies were in each other's embrace, in a V.I.P. room.
"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Jakotsu opened his eyes wide open and sat up. He groaned at the killer head ache that he has due to the drinking. He turned to his side and frown.
"What?" he was confused.
Kikyo grabbed fists of her hair and screamed.
Jakotsu groaned. "Please stop!"
Kikyo turned to him and frown very deeply. "You!"
Jakotsu blinked. "What?"
"I can't believe I sleep with a gay guy!"
Jakotsu frown and crossed his arms across his chest. "Aren't you gay too?"
Kikyo laughed. "Honey, I'm not gay, nor a lesbian. I'm a straight woman! Does it look like a have a fucking penis!" she started to yell.
Jakotsu blinked as he stared at her. That frown on her face, it reminded her of someone. "Kikyo?"
"Yeah, and what? I can't believe I slept with Inuyasha's stylist!"
Jakotsu eyes lit up. That's where he has seen her before! She's one of the sluts Inuyasha fucks. H's seen her once and that was it. And here he is when he just-
"What the hell were you doing in a gay bar?" he asked.
Kikyo's eyes widen. "WHAT? WAS I THAT DRUNK TO GO IN A GAY BAR?"
Jakotsu shrugged. "I believe so. I was drunk to actually think you were a gay that had a serious amount of surgeries to have a body of a woman."
Kikyo smacked him on the head. "Why would someone do something like that?"
"You never know what people these day would do."
Kikyo shook her head and shuddered. "Ew. I can't believe I went this low to fuck a faggot."
Jakotsu frowned. "Hey! How do you think I feel? Now I'm just worried I didn't catch a STD because you're a slut," he argued.
Kikyo snarled. "I don't have one! But I hope I didn't catch one from you!"
Jakotsu then stood quiet. He gasped. "Oh no! I cheated on my man! With a woman no less!" he cried.
Kikyo rolled her eyes. "Crazy idiot," she mumbled.
They stood up and got dressed quietly, except when they threw insult at each other. When they were about to leave, they turned to each other.
"Nothing ever happened," Kikyo said seriously.
"What happened?" Jakotsu asked stupidly.
"Exactly."
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The phone rang and a groan was heard.
A hand reached to the phone and picked it up, bringing it to the person's face.
"Hello?"
Jakotsu's eyes grew big and sat up from the bed.
"WHAT?"
Did he hear correctly? He listened to the person on the other line.
He grabbed a fist full of his hair. 'This can't be happening to me,' he prayed.
He took deep breathes.
"Are you sure?"
The person on the phone told him again of what they investigated.
"Okay," he said as calmly as he could and hanged up.
He sighed. And threw the phone on the floor. He shook his head.
Then by instinct he moaned when he felt a hand run up and down his spine. He turned around to find Bankotsu awake now. He had a look of concern on his face.
"Everything alright babe?" he asked.
Jakotsu sighed. He hasn't told him about that night with Kikyo. He still felt disgusted of himself fucking that whore. All because he was drunk and thought she was a man that went through a lot a surgeries to have a body of a woman. How stupid could he be?
"Bankotsu, honey, there's something I have to tell you," he started.
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Inuyasha stared at his brother, who had just got off the phone with Jakotsu.
"So did he take it well?" he asked.
Sesshomaru sighed. "Better then I thought. But still. . ." he wrinkled his nose.
"Yeah. . I know how you feel. Crazy ass shit, huh?" Inuyasha said. "Our stylist and the whore."
Sesshomaru shuddered.
Inuyasha chuckled. It takes a lot to bring this side of Sesshomaru and Kikyo and Jakotsu did it.
"So?"
Sesshomaru looked at his brother with a raised brow. "What is it now?"
Inuyasha smiled cheesy at his brother. "When can I get back with my woman?"
Sesshomaru rolled his eyes. "Is that all you think about?"
Inuyasha put on a serious face and put a hand on his chest. "Is what I feel all the time."
Sesshomaru shook his head. His brother is a hopeless bastard. "Until father comes."
On the cue, the door from the office opened and in entered Mr. Takahashi. He walked to his desk and sat down on his chair, while his sons sat infront of him.
"Is there something I can do for you my boys?" he asked curiously. Why did they ask him to come at the office that was so important to discuss?
"We know," Sesshomaru simply said.
Mr. Takahashi cleared his throat. He's hoping t's not what he thinks it is. God, he prayed.
"Cut the shit! We know everything about Mr. Hama, you old man!" Inuyasha snarled.
Mr. Takahashi's face paled. "Y-y-ou know? B-b-ut h-how?"
Sesshomaru handed him the folder that contained all the information and proof.
Mr. Takahashi took it and opened it. He swallowed hardly. He took a deep breathe and faced his sons. "You even know about Izayoi," he whispered painfully.
Inuyasha growled. "How can mom do that to dad? I thought she loved you!"
Mr. Takahashi sighed. His face turned soft. "I thought so, too. But we just need some time apart, is all."
"Time apart is what got her to have an affair, my dear father," Sesshomaru said.
Mr. Takahashi looked at his son in disbelieve. "What?"
Sesshomaru rolled his eyes. "She obviously still loves you, no doubt, but you're always on business trips and your mate does get lonely. You can't blame her to have an affair with your secretary."
Mr. Takahashi thought about it for a while. It's true. He has been away for a long time. He barely even sees her. And when he's home she'll put on those sexy lingerie, but he always says he's not in the mood. She even tries to come in the office to give him a surprise visit but he pushes her away saying he doesn't need distractions in his work. The only one that talks to her and greets her everytime is his secretary. How could he be so blind? Especially when he knew when his secretary was attracted to his mate, but he never thought that she would go for it. When he found them together, he did see the look of guilt and pain in her face but he chose to ignore it. Just like he's been ignoring her all this time.
"Dad, just talk to mom," Inuyasha suggested.
Mr. Takahashi rubbed his temples. "I wish it was that simple, my boy."
"She's your mate, of course it'll be simple," Sesshomaru said. "Now that we cleared that up, let's change the subject."
Mr. Takahashi looked at them surprised. "Are you not angered by this?"
Inuyasha rolled his eyes. "We are. Believe me, but you should of told us from the start. Now can we please change the subject?" he asked impatiently.
Mr. Takahashi nodded. "What else do you need to tell me?"
"I'm not going to marry Kikyo," Inuyasha declared.
Mr. Takahashi sighed. "Inu-"
"No, father. He will not. Mr. Hama does not have anything against you nor Inuyasha," Sesshomaru stated out loud.
"What? He blackmailed my son, too?" He asked surprised.
Inuyasha nodded. "He threatened to hurt my mate," he snarled.
Mr. Takahashi clearly remembers Kagome. She's pregnant.
"We know you have met her, father. I have taken the liberty to hire a lawyer to sue Mr. Hama for blackmail and threatening someone's life. I also found that Kikyo's child is clearly not Inuyasha's," Sesshomaru said as he looked at his father, straight in the eye.
"I somehow knew it wasn't his," he admitted. "But I didn't want you boys to find out about Izayoi."
"Well we did. And either way, you tried to prevent from hurting us but you still succeeded by trying to marry me off to Kikyo!" Inuyasha growled.
Mr. Takahashi looked down in shame. Yes, he felt bad for hurting his son's. And what he did was selfish, dishonest, and unfair. What hurts him the most was when he found out Kagome is pregnant and Inuyasha was about to be taken away from a beautiful miracle that any demon could ask for.
"I'm sorry. I know I don't deserve to be forgiven but I will try to do what I can to gain your trust back," he whispered.
"We'll forgive on one condition," Inuyasha said.
Mr. Takahashi looked up. "What? Anything?" he pleaded. He can't stand seeing his son's suffer for what he did any longer.
"Tell Mr. Hama to go to hell and leave us the fuck alone," Inuyasha smirked.
Mr. Takahashi smiled, "I'll do that."
Sesshomaru stood up and both men looked at him. "I must be on my way now. Nazuna has to be taken to the dentist," he said as he excused himself.
"Sesshomaru!" Mr. Takahashi called out before his son left.
"Yes," he said not turning around to face him.
"How did you gain this information?" he just had to ask.
"I have connections," and he left.
Mr. Takahashi shook his head. He will never understand his older son. Strange he is. Like his daughter, only she smiles like her mother. He looked up to see Inuyasha still sitting there with his arms crossed across his chest, staring at him.
There was silence for a few moments.
Mr. Takahashi sighed. "She's a good girl," he said.
Inuyasha's features soften. "I know," his voice was stern.
Mr. Takahashi was mentally startled by his son's actions. He has changed. Just like when Sesshomaru met Rin. Like he did with Izayoi.
"She's pregnant," Mr. Takahashi stated.
Inuyasha sighed and looked down for a second and look back up to his father. His breathing turned shallow. "I know," he whispered.
Mr. Takahashi, right there, knew how much he has brought pain to his son. He feels he has failed as a parent.
And in reality. . .
He did.
"She told you," he managed to say.
Inuyasha looked away and closed his eyes. "The day after I propose Kikyo to marry me," he tried to say calmly but failed to do so.
"She's beautiful," Mr. Takahashi said.
Inuyasha smiled and opened his eyes. Knowing he surprised his father, when he has tears forming in his eyes.
"She is," he said weakly.
"I'm sorry," Mr. Takahashi said painfully.
Inuyasha sighed and looked down. "Do you think it's to late for her to take me back?" he asked.
Mr. Takahashi smiled at his son as he blushed like a school boy. "Inuyasha, me and you're mother have been through so many fights. And we somehow get back together, stronger than ever," he said.
Inuyasha looked at his dad. "But now?"
He sighed. "But now. . .I will fight for her if I have to. But you and Kagome do belong together. It may not be a good example, using your mother and me, but what am trying to say is love isn't something to use for granted. When you see it, you fight for it. Just like you have been doing right now. If you continue to fight for that one thing that will make you happy for life, go for it. She'll listen. I know she will."
Inuyasha chuckled. "That sounds cheesy but I'll give it a try," he said as he stood up and walked to the door. He turned back to give his father one last look.
"Good luck with, mom."
He left.
Mr. Takahashi sighed. He picked up the phone and waited for someone to answer.
"Yes, how may I help you?"
"I would like a ticket to London, please?"
He'll pay his wife/mate a little visit. And he know she's not with his secretary because he made sure that bastard has a lot of work to do before he fires his ass. He kept a good eye on his wife/mate and was told she was alone. So might as well take advantage.
Outside the door from his father's office, Inuyasha stood with one question in his head. It's been bugging him for some time now.
'How the hell am I going to react when I see Kikyo?'
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He threw his head back and laughed harder. He supported his body against the wall of the hallway.
Kikyo stood there with her eyes wide open.
She blinked.
People were staring at him like he's some kind of lunatic.
One of Kikyo's friends came up to her and whispered in her ear, "Kikyo, is something wrong with your fiancé?"
Kikyo stood quiet. She had no idea what the hell is wrong with him.
"Uh. . um. . ," she put on a fake, sweet face, "h-he's just happy that I'm pregnant with his child."
People nodded, but still confuse of the weird action.
Inuyasha stood quiet and blinked.
His child?
He bursted out laughing even more. His face was turning red, and tears formed in his eyes.
Kikyo frowned. "Inu-poo, I don't like you acting like this, so stop."
Inuyasha gasped for air. When he saw her, he couldn't help but laugh. This shit is to funny for him.
Once he calmed, he noticed she was still giving him a dirty face.
He rolled his eyes. "Oh, please. That kid ain't mine."
Many gasped.
"What?"
"How can you reject your child?"
"But she loves you?"
"Does this mean your free?"
Kikyo felt her face growing red. She shook her head. "N-n-o. It's his. I know it's his."
She was panicking. She didn't except this.
Inuyasha rolled his eyes, again. "Bitch, you know it's not mine."
Kikyo shook her head. "No! No! No! It's your's. We're getting married. We have to get married!" she yelled.
"Kikyo, you're a lying bitch. And don't even think about trying to use your little blackmail on me cause it ain't goin to work," he said.
Kikyo ran up to him and slapped him on the face. "I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! THIS WASN'T SUPPOSE TO HAPPEN! YOU HAVE NO PROOF! NONE!"
"Are you sure," he smirked.
On the cue, Souta and Kohaku came with stacks of papers and each pulled a wagon. They were both dressed like little boy from the 30's. The little beanie hat, old clothes.
"HEADLINES! HEADLINES! READ ALL ABOUT IT! KINKY-HOE PREGNANT WITH FAGGOT'S CHILD!" Souta yelled in the hallways as he and Kohaku stopped in the middle when people ran up to them.
"A dollar a page, sir. A dollar a page, madam," Kohaku said in a British accent as he collected money from people.
Kikyo stood there with her mouth opened. She stared at the hanyou, who was smirking at her.
"I'm no longer your's to torture Kikyo," he said happily. And he did feel happy.
Kikyo grabbed her hair and screamed. She ran in the hall ways, covering herself from the people laughing at her.
Inuyasha sighed. He turned to see Souta staring at him.
The freshmen smiled at him.
Inuyasha smiled back and mouthed 'thanks.' He called him last night and explained everything to him. He asked him if he could find a way to make Kagome not come to school for two weeks and if he could do something about letting everyone know he will not marry Kikyo. All Souta said was,
"Leave it up to me."
Souta nodded to him.
Inuyasha turned around and walked away. He went to class when the bell rang.
He sighed happily as he took his notes.
'Soon, Kagome, soon.'
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Hey everyone! I hope you got everything here. A lot of people put the same thing.
'I thought Jakotsu was gay!'
Yes, he is, but he was drunk when he fucked her. I was going to make the child Naraku's but it was to predictable, so I was like. . .why not Jakotsu? I thought one more twist would do the trick. I like to surprise people. I hope I didn't make anyone uncomfortable about Kikyo and Jakotsu. Just be happy I didn't put a lemon. Now how will Bankotsu react to this? I wonder. . .
Now what's left? Oh, yes! Inu and Kag. Well wait till the next chapter.
Question of the Day- How will you express your love to the person you kno you will spend the rest of your life with?
Please review!
Tootles!
Hana