Author's Rant: Ok guys. Let's see how this turns out. I'll proofread later because it's pretty late.
Devastating Preliminaries
Friends? I was meeting Sesshomaru's friends? The guy had friends? I didn't even know he had friends. Damn this was all shades of fucked up. How the hell was I supposed to introduce myself to these folks? We're, we're umm. . . shit. We're in a relationship, but as what?
I'll figure that out later. Sesshomaru can determine that since he's the one inviting me to this outing. I can't believe this shit. What am I supposed to wear? Who were his friends? Were they gay, straight, demons, humans, would they care he was a hanyou? How would they react to Sesshomaru dating someone nearly six years younger than him? "Fuck!" All these questions were making my head hurt.
I'll get all those figured out later. First things first; I needed to cancel my plan with Koga and Miroku tonight. They'd wanted to hang out at the club but Sesshomaru's gonna have to come first. He didn't have to tell me that this night meant something to 'em. It wasn't one of these incidents where you could read it on a person's face because let's face it, Sesshomaru had the best poker face around. Even when we were having—never mind. That's none of your damn business.
Anyway, let me call up these fools, because I have a visitor coming by in a few minutes and I didn't feel like explaining this over and over again. I dialed, waiting for Koga's gruff voice to come in as it always did, while I checked my claws.
Damn it's about time I got these babies sawed down. I about killed myself last night.
"Yellow," And there cued my favorite jackass.
"Yo man, change of plans. I got a date tonight and there's no canceling."
"Say what?" Koga snorted, doing some irritated shuffling in the background. "Dude I know good and damn well, ya ain't ditchin' us for no pussy."
"Nah it ain't even like that man," I rolled my eyes, knowing I was about to get a round of his bitchin' in my ear. "Its just somethin' I gotta do for her tonight and I need to help her out. It ain't that serious for you to be trippin'?"
"I'm trippin' because I haven't seen yo' ass in a month. Hell I should be thankful you picked up 'da phone and said somethin'."
"Exactly, so what you complain' about?" For real. He just said what I was thinkin' for goodness sakes. "Look man I'll make it up to ya when I can ok?"
"How?"
Shit. How was I going to make it up to him? I don't have anything Koga wants. All he likes is food, sex, games and living life. He ain't getting' my grub, my video games I'll fuck his ass over for, I love my life and I'll be damned if he gave any of my sweet lovin'. It was bad enough I was. . . damn that's cold.
"Look man," I exasperated tirelessly. "Just-just chill. I'll make it up to ya for then and now. Cool?"
I heard Koga's rough sigh over the phone which meant he was giving me the lean way I needed. "Tsk, fine man, do whatever."
"Appreciate it man. I promise I'll pay ya back for this."
"Oh oh oh don't worry bro. You will. I'll be sure to collect my debt later tonight. Just be ready."
I paused, unsure if I heard him right, "Wait what?"
"I said I'm coming by around ten o clock. Me and Miroku. It shouldn't take you that long to handle your business with ole girl right?"
Well. . . maybe meeting Sess friends won't take as long as I think. If it does I can just make up some excuse about needing to get home. Yeah, yeah that would work. "Nah, it shouldn't take that long. I'll be here to let ya end."
"Cool, I'll bring the games and Miroku'll get the snacks."
"What we havin' a slumber party?" I teased.
"Damn straight and ya betta not forget my nail polish dick."
"Fuck you man," I laughed out, shaking my head at his crazy self. "I'll catch ya later fool."
"See ya."
I hung up the phone still tasseled in the throes of amusement as I dialed my second number. I'm hoping Kagome answers because more than ever I was going to need her help tonight. My ex- babe knew just what I needed to wear on my nights out and it'd her to get me lookin' fly and sly for my new babe. As long as she didn't know the she was a he we'd be rollin' smooth.
The phone rung a couple of times before I heard giggling on the end, followed by Kagome's sweet—and strangely seductive voice, "Baby stop. I said stop, I have to get the phone. Kagura please stop, ok, ok, ok, ok. Ouch that's my ass you tramp!"
"Yo either answer the phone or give it to your chick," Pissed me off when folks answered and they were still talking to someone else. That's called common courtesy ain't it. I hate that rude shit.
"You don't have to be so loud, you evil eared loser. . . no it's just Inuyasha being a prick as always." I rolled my eyes listening to more of her cutesy sniggers and playful chatter, until she finally remembered I was on the phone. "I love you to babe. Ok I'll see you tonight. Bye!" That's when a very unladylike growl that would make any hound terrified. "What the hell Inuyasha? You have the worst timing ever!"
"Were you and Kagura about to have a quickie?" I grunted.
"Yes and you ruined everything. God I hate you so much!"
"Good then I called right on time." Even if that was my childhood dream, I didn't need her fulfilling it. "Look you psychotic wench I need a favor from ya. Come by here in five.
"Whatever. You better have a good reason to be messin' with my love time Yasha. I have a date tonight."
I sucked my teeth, "Look just hurry up and we'll make it quick. Peace." Geez women. Makes me wonder what I saw in their naggy asses . . . oh yeah, the wet pussy. Good enough excuse dealing with the mouth. Let's bump that thought to the side for now. I have some work to do. Looks like it's gonna to be one busy night for me.
"I can't believe this. Are you serious?"
"Shut up. It ain't like you got much else to do." Why I wanted this headache is beyond me.
"Hello? Date at seven thirty, with an extremely sexy lady who knows how to do a snake roll with her tongue. I have every right to be pissed!" She shrieked.
I was half way in the closet when I heard that last part, semi bent over with a bundle of clothes in my arms when I stuck my head out, wide eyed. "She can do the snake roll?" When she nodded her head, I shivered. Oh my damn, no wonder she left me. I'd be pissed too. "My bad," Was my murmured apology as I waddled out with a pile of polo's, name designer button downs and thick cloth jeans. "Can ya help me out?"
Kagome frowned, crossing her legs on my bed as she fingered through some of my items perplexed. "You're sure doing an awful lot for this girl. She must be pretty special." She picked up a long sleeve polo before shaking her head at the style. "Who is she?"
"Urm," think, think, think. "Just someone I met a month ago."
"What does she look like?" She plucked up a pair of navy blue jeans, and discarded it to the side in a makeshift plan B mound.
I sat beside her, looking through the ones she deigned wearable as I told her in my own subtle way what the female version of Sesshomaru looked like. "She's gorgeous. About seven foot one. Umm has really long silver hair. Beautiful hazel honey eyes, creamy white skin and my damn an ass out of this world. The best booty known to mankind," I licked my lips just seeing my babe's sweet cheeks. Sesshomaru was a sculpted masterpiece made by God himself. And he was mine, all mines!
"And boyyyyy can she lay it on me thick. Baby got enough shake and pull to make Elastica Girl proud." Oh the sweet memories I had just thinking about that night I lost my manly virtue. I shall never limit myself to lady fucking again; not when I have my sweet baby to help me think otherwise. "Damn she's something else." I growled, with a mock shiver. "I don't think—"
"Ewww TMI, Sheesh I get it," Kagome teasingly elbowed me in the ribs and I shoved her back. "Well she must be good if she's got you going through all this for a little date. I can remember only one other person you did this for."
"Really? Who?"
She rolled her eyes. "Me stupid," She gave me this sly look as if knowing a secret I didn't know. "Koga and Miroku told me how you'd asked them about what to wear when we dated."
"Ha," I grunted. "They told you a lie baby, because after I got the draws, I stopped caring."
"You are such a dog."
I barked snapping my jaws at her face. She popped my ear, which sting like mad but I forgive it deciding this was one of those moments I deserved to get hit.
"Here I like these two," Kagome held up pair of dark, gunmetal gray on the edges burnishing white towards the center leggings. In her other hand was a jet black button up with a chest pocket and my favorite designer logo stitched on the breast pocket; a gold and silver platinum dragon doing a twisted dance with a rose.
"Oh yeah, I'm feelin' this," I forgot I had this shirt in the closet and from the looks of it, I've only wore it maybe once. The jeans were brand new, so I wasn't going to be dubbed in no raggedy shit.
"Good, glad you're satisfied, can I go now?" The girl was literally doing the potty dance ready to head out to whatever date her and her chick had set up for tonight.
"Sure," I gave her a quick hug as we walked to the front door. "Thanks Mai Mai."
"No problem. Just tell me how the night goes so I'll know my efforts weren't for naught."
I chuckled. "Cool, I'll let you know." She waved and I waved good bye, making sure she got in her car and shut the door, holding up my outfit. I'm thinking I should comb my hair back in a ponytail and deal with a long braid or something. Nah, that'll make my ears look bigger than they already are. Maybe I'll brush it all to one side and toss it over my shoulder like I seen Sess do.
He can always wear his hair in any style and make it look magazine material. The sexy jackass. Oh well, I'll figure out something. For now I needed to get ready for tonight. I hope his friends are nice. I'm actually getting anxious at discovering who else knew Sesshomaru besides me. Maybe I'll learn some sneaky secrets about him as a kid.
Oh that'll be enough dirt for months!
Ok Yash, act cool. Relax, be smooth. Work it nice, tight with screaming delight . . . shit that was so lame. I just need to act natural and hope the night isn't a disaster. I hope I don't embarrass him. What if one of those gay jokes and I'm the last one to catch on with that nerdy laugh. Ugh I can't be the odd ball out but I'll be fucked in the ass—no pun intended—if I ended up acting like a juicy fruit. Oh geez what If one of those guys is a super salon type prima donna? Nah huh, if they touch me I'm fuckin' em up. Point blank.
"Ok," I chanted repeatedly as I turned and posed in front of my mirror, while slapping at the loose strands of hair. I determined a simply low ponytail tied with a black band would suffice for tonight's gathering. It was after all just his friends. I didn't need to be all extravagant with it right? Right.
Honk, Honk.
Shit, right on time. Impeccable Sesshomaru; that's my baby. Grabbing my keys, my wallet, my cap and turning off every light in the house—except my house night because I don't known these folks like that—I hurried down the sidewalk to my babe's sexy style Phantom and hoped in. "Hey babe," Look at him would you? He was dressed better than me.
Our outfits were nearly matching except for the whole flip flop effect. Instead of wearing his hair up, he let the full mass of it hang down his back. His collar was flapped up on a dark smoky gray short sleeve button up, tucked in a pair of jet black jeans I couldn't wait to see his ass in. All those dark colors made his beautiful skin glow with emphasis. "You look good." I for some reason said, breathlessly. That just goes to show what kind of effect he had on me.
"As do you," The gear was pulled back in park as he reached out for the back of head, tugging me close. "Good enough to eat."
I pulled the armrest up to delete any blockage as I closed the gap, "Then come get a taste."
I loved the skill he'd use on me whenever he wanted to get a kiss. It'd always be the same way. His hand would caress the side of my face until cupping my cheek and tilting my head upwards. He'd first kiss my forehead, slowly press his lips to my eyelids, gently touch my nose, lightly smooch my cheeks and when it came to tasting my lips, he became a savage. They'd start off as peppered pecks on my lips, pulling back the plump bottom each time, suckling it's juiciness between his fangs. Then with all the gentleness he'd forever surprise me with the sudden switch of soft and easy to rough and nasty.
His large hand steely clad the back of my head and demonically let loose a tight pressure that I'll never be able to escape once trapped. It was never the same. It'd always occur at different moments, sometimes at the beginning or towards the middle of the twist but I relished in the rough treatment. I loved when he took the dominate trait and did whatever he wanted. He nipped my lip, demanding me to let his juicy tongue inside to mate with mine.
I'm always eager for that thing to swipe over it. Sesshomaru took his time, mapping out the contour points of my fangs, my cheek and the wet bed my tongue was nestled in, arousing it for a bit of playtime. The sensations boggled me as I leaned in bracing my hand against his shirt, easing pointed talons in to tease his skin through the button gaps.
Our kissing moisture could be heard echoing in the car like licking pussy and he was all for sucking me dry. His smoother hands wrapped around my neck, massaging my hair free from its band in a looser fit and I did the same with my other hand, tugging his head in more. I considered this one of our best ways to past the time, because I'll never get enough of this man's kisses.
Ever.
"So sweet," He groaned against my lips.
"Hmm mmm, tastes delicious," I whispered just as horny.
He kissed me long and hard until nibbling off the rest of the kiss to sit back in his chair. I whined reaching for his lips again to keep the kisses going and he granted me a little longer before shoving me back in my seat, chuckling at my red face. "Keep it in your pants Love. We'll have all night to finish where we left off.
"Come on Sess," I sighed, rubbing hand over his obviously swollen crotch. "Just a little bit? Mm?"
"No, I promised the others we'd be there in ten minutes. You can manage until then yes?"
"No," I returned sharply as if he should already know. Sitting back, I huffed immaturely, crossing my arms and slumping against the sit like a child. Oh boy it was going to be a long night for real. Please let this be one of those hello and good bye things. Please.
Deviant Appeals.
What the fuck? How in the hell, "Sess," I wondrously whispered having been stuck in this star stunned positioned for the past five minutes. No one would dare say my surprise wasn't purposeful when I laid eyes on one of the finest restaurants in town. You know how fly you had to be in order to get a table at this joint? Folks have had to call in at least three weeks ahead of time just to reserve a table for two and if you're planning a party, good luck getting your ass in there.
Fancy was not the word. A detailed high maintenance scene like this could only be described as being the decorative deluxe that it was. This place was elaborately nicknamed the Queen of Variety because it's elegance catered to every size, shape and play of its customers, no matter their background. From rich and rococo to poor and rags, it handled them all.
How in the hell did Sesshomaru get a table at this place. Not even my name had enough pull to drag a one that fast. My lips were sealed tight even when he opened the door for me and ushered us to the front door where a short imp-like man in a tailored suit took our IDs. He checked the list, before smiling at Sesshomaru, "Ah yes, Mr. Espada welcome back. I see you have your guest with you this evening."
"Yes Jaken. It's good to see you this evening," They shook hands as he pulled me forward by the small of my back. "This is a very special friend of mine," I blushed when he drawled on the special word. "Inuyasha Shigure, my beloved beau."
Beau? What the hell is a beau? And yes Shigure is my last name.
"You've finally found someone worth your time Mr. Espada. About time eh, eh." Jaken chuckled too cheerfully. "I have to say sir; he is quite a striking young fellow."
"Indeed, a rare beauty among commoners."
Oh for fuck's sake. My face and cheeks went from polished pink to fiery red as I tucked my face to my chin. I wish they'd stop talking my attractiveness like it's my fault. I swear my mom did this world a huge miracle by giving birth to me.
"I'm sure everyone will enjoy him sir." Jaken pointed off to the distance. "They've all arrived in the VIP section near the balcony."
I could barely see them as I jerked my head around to see who it was he was talking too. I tip toed over a bar pillar, blocking our way and didn't have to wait too long to see who he was referring too when Sesshomaru wrapped his arm around my shoulder and dragged me in their direction. There was two of 'em. I could only see the back of one of their heads and the profile of the other one. Both males and I'm guessing close to Sesshomaru's age.
I sucked in a deep breath and shuddered. I'm so glad no one was around to see me being cuddled next to a man. I don't think I could handle the stress of someone seeing me like this.
"Nervous?" I heard him whisper in my ear.
"Hell yeah," I swallowed around my Adam's apple. I've never felt so terrified in my life just to meet people. What would they think of me? How would I be seen? Would they think I'm not good enough for him? Shit my stomach never hurt so much in my life.
As we walked up to the table, I quietly eased myself out of his embrace as he approached his two friends as I stayed in the back ground, watching him interact and just as I've seen on those rare occasions, he greeted them with a polite smile, gently touching their shoulders. I felt so out of place, as if I was invading his space.
And as if the area was swallowing me whole. All the booming confidence I had from before rapidly sunk down in my chest as I decided that this wasn't the time to see his friends. I just wasn't ready for this. I couldn't . . . no I couldn't be seen as his . . . whatever he wanted to call me in front of them. Special friend, beau . . . oh man his boyfriend? I can't do this.
I turned my back to the sight of him and steadily walked toward the exit—
"Inuyasha," A grab on my arm halted me mid stride. "Come on, they're waiting."
I blew out heavily defeated. My stomach churned violently. I was about to be introduced as a gay man. I can't deal with this. "Listen Sess—I don't think," I made the mistake of looking up in his eyes. Those beautiful, amazing honey dew eyes. God he looked so . . . so glad to have me here with him. Why? Why was he not feeling this fucking anxiety like I was? Was he that proud to have me by his side?
Fuck.
Running a weary hand through my hair, I sighed and nodded, allowing him to pull me to the awaited table. All my pride was going to be poured all over me by the bucket loads. The times to be a man was upon me and if I got the bubble guts, fuck it, I'll shit right in front of their asses.
"Everyone, this is Inuyasha Shigure, my boyfriend."
His boyfriend . . . Sesshomaru's boyfriend.
I took a deep breath as two sets of deeply blood red eyes and with them were two of the finest faces—oh my damn fuck that, the best looking faces, I've seen besides Sesshomaru's. The two both have overlapping waves of flowing black hair, impossibly pale skin and deviously enticing smiles, suit best for seducing the strongest of straight guys.
The one whose head had been back to me had his hair in a weak ponytail that did nothing to tame the flooded inks of shiny lockets, nearly brushing the floor. He looked the type to be smoothly devilish without trying to hide the fact he was out to get you. The natural almond slant of his eyes followed my every step as I came forth, bowing as I'd seen Sesshomaru. "Ah, so this is the young gentleman you've told us about Sesshomaru. A lovely specimen he is." The brilliant eyed man commented.
"What's up," I greeted in my comfortable form. "Name's Inuyasha." I held out my hand to shake.
"The pleasure's mine Sweetheart," The handsome guy grabbed my hand and- and he k-k-kissed my hand. Thie vampire faced motherfucker this k-k-kissed my hand like a bitch. . . and what satiny soft lips he had. Ahem I mean stupid ass fool, kissing my hand and shit. I swear if my face got any redder, I'd fall in love with my own skin. "The name's Naraku Satsuna. A fair friend of your dear Sesshomaru."
"Right," I chuckled, a little concerned and less worried over this one's personality. He just seemed to be flirty. No harm there.
"Come, come, Naraku. You're being a bit of bother now," An extremely thick accent pooled like liquidified honey suckles. "Let me have a go at the lad."
The other fellow who was dressed a duller fashion unfamiliar to me, a royal blue frilled style Radford terry button down and dark khaki slacks, creased down the center. Like Naraku's hair, this one's was just as wavy or twice as kinked at every curled ringlet and heavily rick in oily shimmer. His eyes were the same equal shade of crimson red, but a rounder curvage at the ages, unlike Naraku's. Only thing is I couldn't help noticing the similarities between them.
"Please excuse my younger brother," The accented gentleman apologized. "He has this overwhelming tendency to flirt with anyone who carries themselves well. The bloke hardly has his wits when it comes to attractive people." Clearing his throat and flipping a lock of his hair over his shoulder, and offered his hand, "Takemaru of the Satunas family. I've heard so much about you from my god brother," He cast a causal glare at Sesshomaru. "Though some details could've been left out."
"They weren't all explicit," Sesshomaru explained when I gave him my best dirty look. "I mean it Love," he pinched my chin. "I could never share such . . . enticing details." He nuzzled my nose—right in front of his friends and at the chorus of awws, I seriously had enough.
"Alright, alright," I chimed, pushing Sesshomaru away. If they were gonna be carefree then hell so was I. "So let's chat. Share the secrets, share the lies, tell me what the fuck makes Sesshomaru tick."
Naraku and Takemaru shared a look before bellowing out milky smooth laughs.
"My, my, my Sesshomaru. I see you've got yourself a firecracker this time," Chuckled Naraku.
Takemaru return to his seat gesturing toward the two empty seats beside him, "A little forward for your tastes, though I can see why you chose him."
I sat in between Sesshomaru and Takemaru. My boy . . . yes my boyfriend, placed his hand on the back of my chair as I started carrying on a somewhat easy conversation with Takemaru and shockingly a fun talk with Naraku, who I found out wasn't as perverted—never mind yes he was, because his foot kept nudging mine.
The sneaky bastard. The last time he accidentally tapped Sesshomaru's toe and he delivered a shift kick to the side of his thigh that made his young god brother, more tolerable.
"So Inuyasha, how do you feel about my younger brother?" Takemaru asked after we had our glasses filled with strawberry soda. They did that for me because of the whole underage thing.
I sipped my drink, "I like him." I simply stated.
"You can like candy. You can like a movie," Naraku murmured in his glass.
I wasn't following. So he elaborated. "Do you see yourself staying with him for some time? Perhaps a long while?"
"Oh right," I chuckled uneasily, scratching the back of my neck. "Well, we're really close. I can see us being together for a while."
"A while?"
"Y-yeah," I grabbed my glass, swallowing a large gulp of soda to choke myself. All the coughing and gagging in the world couldn't save me from the Q and A.
"Takemaru," Sesshomaru suddenly wrapped his arms around my waist, fitting me to his side. "Our relationship has only begun. It'll be sometime before we can decide on anything long term. We still have plenty to learn about each other."
I wanted to kiss him square on the mouth for being so heroic. Made me feel proud to be in his arms. My entire demeanor went all smug like and I cockily jiggled my head at both the Satsunas, while taking another drink. "Yeah," I added in for extra effect. "We'll see where it goes."
Another look was shared between them and a shrug before conversation returned back to its previous relaxation. Not too bad for a start off and I guess I made it pass the preliminaries.
So why is it the hairs on the back of neck were suddenly standing on end? I felt this rock slam in my chest and sink further to my stomach when the three men I was with simultaneously turned in the direction behind me.
"Well, the witch finally arrives," Naraku boredly announced. "And her date's here as well."
"Don't be that way Little Brother," Takemaru lightly mused. "Forgive him again. He doesn't get along too well with our sister."
I shrugged. "Nah I got a friend who's always running her mouth, when she thinks she knows it all. Can run a man ragged, know what I'm sayin'?"
"Finally someone who understands my pain," Naraku sarcastically agreed. I laughed. This Naraku dude wasn't all that bad. I think I could get used to him.
Sesshomaru tightened his hold on me as we stood as one to greet the approaching woman and the date Naraku mentioned.
Only. . . when I turned around to check out the newbies . . . that sick feeling became incredibly worst when my eyes connected with the insanely beautiful woman. . . and her just as lovely date who happened to be one of my best friends.
Kagome recognized me on the spot and to my horror, was just as shocked to see me here.
All my confidence, all my pride, and all my bravery was immediately dragged out me like a deflated balloon. Oh my damn. . . I was found out.
TBC: Takemaru, Naraku, Kagura, Rin. Yeah I couldn't help making them family lol. So how did you like this turn out? Dramatic enough? ^_^