{_.:.A Doll For All.:._}
{_.Chapter 05: Necessary Evil._}

I really never had any fucking intention of growing emotionally attached to the ever so stubbornly innocent and annoyingly uninterested in sex Higurashi Kagome. Trust me on that. She's really not my type in the least bit, particularly because of the no-sex thing. Mostly because of the no-sex stuff.

Sex is essential to life. I don't understand how she can never have sex and be twenty-six. A virgin at twenty-six… I can't grasp that. The only reason I stick around her is because she smells like Kikyou. Now that's a woman. A sexy, sex-driven, sensual woman. Oh, the things I'd do to her.

But… now I find myself at Kagome's often when I'm not working. It's less about her and more about Souta. The kid gets picked on at school a lot because he's small. I like the kid. A couple weeks back I happened by his daycare again to see how he was doing only to see him getting bullied some more.

What was I supposed to do? Just stand by and say nothing, so I went over and defended him. It was easy to get the others to run away. I am a big bad hanyou after all, they were probably afraid I'd eat them or somethin'.

I ain't soft on the kid, a'right? I just happened to be nearby through chance, that's all. I just so happen to be near it again so… I just checked in on him again. It was different this time, they kids were picking on him again but not about being small and weak but… about me.

"Hanyou-lover, hanyou-lover," the kids chanted around him taunting him over my protection of him. I guess I should have foreseen that. I expected him to disown me like everyone else does under such circumstances. I have only ever had one real friend Miroku, who is already socially inept because of his perverted-ness.

I have a ton of fair-weather ones, that will leave as soon as the thunder storm of ridicule is casted over them, but… instead of doing exactly what I expected the small kid finally sticks up for himself. That was the first time I ever saw it.

"You don't know anything!" Souta shouted, "Inuyasha is ten times cooler than any of them. You're just overly privileged loud mouth brats!"

They are all stunned that he backed talked to them, I could tell from all their faces but then that shock wore off they decided to beat him up. Again, I couldn't let that happen so I again intervened to take him home. As soon as the bullies saw me they backed away.

"Hey, Inuyasha," Souta chimed gleefully once we were alone, "you gonna walk me home today?"

"I was thinking about it, yeah," I admitted as I nodded my head for him to follow. Souta quickly caught up to my side and even reached out to grab my hand. At first, I wanted to pull away but… Souta's just a kid, and a kid that just stood up for my heritage, so I allowed it.

"Kagome will be happy to see you," Souta proclaimed.

"Cool," I replied. I had to go to work that night so I doubted I'd see much of her, that and it'd be dark in the not too distant future and she didn't really let me stay there past dark. I figure it was a way to keep my grounded, to remind me how sex was probably never going to happen in less I put a ring on her finger.

Which sure as hell ain't happening. We aren't even dating or nothing. It's weird but I kind of think she's my first female friend. I hate it. It's the most sexless relationship I've ever been in with a woman… well, next to Kikyou. That one was really killing me.

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Work was as dull as ever, it was a slow Wednesday night. There was no function going on so there wasn't that many people and those that were there weren't drinking a great deal so for the most part Inuyasha found himself trying to deal with socializing with Jakotsu and his constant flirtation. It also happened to be one of Miroku's nights off so that meant he couldn't just go into his office and hang out.

Which left him utterly bored, watching the clock tick away so slowly that he thought he'd died before his shift would be over. When he was in bed in the morning and closed his eyes for what he thought was just five minutes, he'd open them to realize that forty-five minutes had passed by. When he was at work and closed his eyes for what seemed like five minutes… he'd open them to discover forty-five seconds had passed by.

Then only solace he had was half-way through his shift he caught the gorgeous, sensual, fucking delicious scent of Kikyou. A few seconds later he caught glimpse of her sexy, salutary, swaying body but she never came over to him, she quickly caught sight of a big wig to mark as her next target. It took thirty minutes of chit-chatting, of small touches and light laughs to get the old man to make a transaction with her pimp Kagura.

On her way out, she made a point to finally look over at her and wink. Wink, a reminder that no matter how much he'd like to, he couldn't be the man she was hanging off and leading to a hotel room. Oh, it made his blood boil.

"You're never going to get her," Jakotsu jested to get his irritated attention. "But you can have me if ya' want."

"I'll pass," he grumbled back with narrowed eyes.

That awkwardness lingered the remainder of their shift together. It was an uncomfortable atmosphere that he was used to. His attention quickly shifted back to the door right as he grabbed his jacket to finally leave the closing bar.

He wanted to smile at the sight of Kikyou's return but he didn't. Obviously, he couldn't do that or else she'd get great satisfaction. But… instead of going to Kagura who was finally getting ready to leave like he figured she walked right up to him.

"Getting off your shift?" she inquired with her salutary smile.

"Finally, yeah," he rejoined with narrowed eyes, "I see you got off your last shaft."

"Oh, haha," she mocked before she took a step closer to him so that her body could press against his. "I did just get done with a client who happened to purchase a hotel room for the entire night even though he's gone already so…"

"So?" he questioned, maybe a little too quickly as her eyes locked with his.

"Let's go fuck," she ordered rather than requested to his great relief. He wanted to leap up and down with utter joy at the prospect of finally shoving his dick into her. His eager nod was all she needed to grab his shirt to lead him out and down three levels to one of the nicer rooms. He had never actually stayed in one of them, it was way too high end of a hotel for him to afford.

As soon as they got into the room he threw his jacket off and took off his shirt to pull her close and almost get his lips to hers before she pushed away and wagged her finger. "Whoa, there, if I'm going to do this for free then I'm going to have fun my style."

"Fine," he speedily said, "how do you like it?"

Oh, his dear Kikyou was probably super kinky. He couldn't even imagine all the naughty things she did or liked to do.

"Take off the rest of your clothes and then lie down on the bed on your back."

Without hesitation he did just that, he stripped and lied down so that she could kneel over him and grab his hand to lift them so that she could easily tie them to the headboard… then she did the same with his ankles. She liked bondage, huh? He could get down with that as long as she got down on him. Preferably sooner than later.

Much sooner.

"Alright, you done prepping me?" Inuyasha inquired impatiently.

"Oh, patience is a virtue, Inuyasha," Kikyou coaxed out while she leaned ever so close to him, so close that he almost thought that their lips would finally meet before he pulled away to stand near the bed and turn on the TV to find a music station. The beats began to bang so that she could sway her hips seductively.

His golden gaze were glued to as she danced to the music, slowly with each verse she slid off something to show him a bit more skin. It was painful how slow she revealed herself to him. When the dress finally fell to the ground so she could step over it, her heels clicked along with the music so she could sit on the edge of the bed in nothing but her red, lacy bra with matching thong panties.

"Kikyou," he groaned while she crawled over him. Her chocolate gaze shifted up and down him until she noticed his bulging eagerness.

"You are easily excited, Inuyasha," she stated with a devilish grin.

"Whatever," he asserted back, "come on, let's get started already."

Slowly, she leaned down so her lips were right next to his ear. He could feel her hot breath, he could smell her sweet scent, he could feel her boastful breasts against his chest. Oh, he was going to enjoy this… if they ever got to fuck, that was.

"I don't fuck for free, sex-pistol," she whispered before she swirled off the bed to quickly slip on her dress again.

"What?" he shouted.

"I couldn't help it, you're too easy," she taunted as she picked up his pants and pulled out his wallet. She opened it to look through it before frowning, "no cash at all?"

"Untie me!"

"No," she retorted while she dropped the wallet to pick up her clutch and wave goodbye.

"Kikyou!"

"The maids'll find you later," Kikyou assured him with a wink before she shut the door behind her.

Oh… how she made his blood boil in a whole new way.

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I fucking hate Kikyou. That stupid whore left me tied up in that bed until the maids found me the next day. Do you know how embarrassing that is? It's bullshit. I work in that place, what if the maids figure out I work in the bar and decide to spread the rumor that I was tied up naked to a fucking bed?

Goddamn that slut.

But.. fuck, I want her so much more now. Seeing so much of her… ugh, I want to kill her and fuck her. I know that's wrong but fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.

I didn't know what to do to get her and that whole incident off my mind other than going to visit with the Higurashis. When Kagome was around it was always pointless to think about sex, her legs were iron-clad shut, never to be spread for anyone. Let alone me.

Also… the more time I spend with her, the less I think about my own shitty fucked up life. At least I only have to watch out for me, she has to manage to work full-time on top of raising a back-talking, bitchy, Kaede and a nine year old Souta. She's only twenty-six, it really shouldn't be something she should have to deal with but she does.

Being around her makes me feel less sorry for myself, which was exactly what I needed since I couldn't stop thinking about what Kikyou did. Seriously, that stupid whore. Gods… she's such a bitch.

But… to be perfectly honest, whenever I am with Kagome, I still have a faint hope in the back of my mind that just maybe we'll be able to have sex someday. It'd be best if that someday was sooner rather than later. It'd sure as hell help me get over Kikyou.

I know, I know, it's so sinful to want to taint something so innocent and pure but I still want to. If for no other reason than her scent reminds me of the call-girl Kikyou.

"Earth to Inuyasha," Kagome called out to get my attention back from wandering around my mind. I blinked some before turning my attention from the TV that had some lame-ass kid's movie on for Souta to her, "were you listening to me?"

"Nope," I admitted, "what were you saying?"

She rolled her eyes at first before repeating herself, "I was saying… that there is a Christmas party for all of us that work at the library next week and I was wondering if… well, if maybe you'd want to come with me. I hate going to those things by myself."

"Kagome," I grinned as I leaned closer to her, "you asking me out?"

"No," she rejoined while she sat up straight and looked away, if it were a bit brighter in the room I would have been for sure that she was blushing. "I just don't want to go there alone…"

I've been rubbing off on her. At first, I think she liked me a bit, but ever since Souta started to cling to me and constantly praise me for protecting him Kagome's like for me has sky rocketed. Souta's a lucky kid to have someone love him as much as Kagome obviously did.

"What night?"

"Tuesday."

"Lucky you, I got that night off," I said with a grin. "Is there alcohol?"

"Inuyasha," she said with a sigh as she looked at me with mild annoyance. "There will be a lot of free food."

"That'll work, too."

I do love free food. I'd prefer sex. I really need to get laid sometime soon… I know it's a long shot but maybe Kagome will be grateful enough that after Tuesday night she'd finally spread her legs? Nope. I know that's probably not going to happen.

But… for fuck's sake, I need to have sex. It's been far too long.

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Across the room, her mahogany eyes could watch as the violet-eyed player chatted up some skimpy dressed woman. Not a call girl, and if there was a pretty young thing at the Imperial she was one of two things. There to get paid to have sex, or there to find someone to pay for the rest of their lives via marriage. She was a gold digger with her eyes locked in the violet eyed trust-fund boy, heir to a huge family fortune.

Higurashi Sango knew that Shimizu Miroku was clever enough to figure out that the girl throwing herself at him only wanted him for his money. That never stopped him from fucking a girl, as long as she was pretty. He let her wrap an arm around one of his before he led her out, seeing as she knew he was still on duty she assumed they were going off to his office for a quickie.

She shook her head and clenched her fists while she looked forward to the bar and one of the tenders that happened to be right in front of her. Hanyous were a social deviants, but so was she so really she wasn't one to judge. Besides, the silver hair and golden eyes were kinda hot and she did like dogs.

But that wasn't the reason she was going to do what she was about to do, oh-no. He was more than just a bar tender, he was Miroku's best friend. It might be spiteful, but the whole saying 'hell hath no fury like a woman scorned' couldn't have been more right.

She was scorned, a thousand times over by him, and she was full a fury.

"Are you almost off your shift, Inuyasha?" Sango asked with a small tilt of her head to gain his attention, his curious attention at that. She could tell from the way he was eyeing her that he was more than a little suspicious over what she was going to say. Usually, they only talked when she was ordering drinks for a client or she was taunting him over his obvious obsession with Kikyou.

"Yeah, actually I am," he replied finally, "why?"

"You want to get out of here with me?"

That got his mouth to drop as he paused for a moment. He wasn't a fucking fool, Kikyou probably told her what she did to him. Did she really think he'd fall for the same trick twice in one week? "Uh, no."

"Why?" she rejoined, as if deeply insulted by the rejection. "This Thursday night is super slow, I haven't gotten any bites, so why not have a little fun? We could go to the love hotel just down the street and blow off some steam."

"Yeah, so you can pull the same shit with me that Kikyou did last night?" he grunted while he finished putting away the cleaned glasses, "I'm not fucking stupid."

"What did she do?"

That got him to stop again and look at her, she seemed like she was honestly in the dark… and if that were the case he wanted to keep her that way. "Nothing, she did nothing. Why do you want to leave with me of all people, huh? It ain't like we talk much, Sango."

"No, but you don't have to talk to have sex, Inuyasha," she retorted while she picked up her jacket and slid it on over her green strapless dress. "I like to have sex when I'm mad, and I'm in a bad mood tonight. So either come with me or we'll be saying our goodbyes right now."

He had a quick mental debate with himself, either she was fucking with him or not. He'd much rather take the chance of her screwing with him than passing up being screwed by her so he grabbed his jacket and bailed ten minutes early. Miroku wouldn't mind and Bankotsu was there to tend to the finishing touches.

"You got a secret thing for hanyous?" Inuyasha taunted as they exited the hotel together to walk down the street.

"Oh, yes, they turn me on so much," she mocked right back with a roll of her eyes.

"So, really, why me then? Bankotsu would have left with you if you asked, too."

"The long braid is kind of a turn off for me," she answered with a small shrug of her shoulders. Once they found the love hotel and entered she made sure he paid, which if he was really going to finally get laid he didn't mind in the least, before they found their way to the right room.

Instantly, unlike with Kikyou, as soon as the door was shut Sango pulled him into a rather passionate kiss. It was pointless in a way, since there was no emotional connection in the least bit between the two, but it was just something to pass the time with as they fumbled to get each other's close off. Foreplay was always a requirement before plunging right into it, after all.

There was a deep need festering within the both of them. Him, for a release, for a way to try and forget all the built up sexual tension and frustration that both Kikyou and Kagome caused in him and just a way to forget the pain a certain violet playboy caused her. So they feed that need with each other. With oddly gentle touches at first. His sloppy kisses moved down her neck to her exposed breasts while his hands became acquainted with her body, slowly groping his way up to her left mound.

Her grasps were muffled, but it took so much will to keep her lips shut and not to bend to his every whim. It had been a long, long, time since she decided to have sex without getting paid. She didn't think she could still enjoy it yet… she did.

Hastily he got her down on the bed to begin his calculated assault down her from her neck, to her collarbone, down to her perky mounds to first take her risen pink nub into his warm mouth to lick and pry and tug as he delicately swirled its twin around with his thumb.

The moment he left her breasts to move down her stomach, she felt oddly cold, making systematic stop here and there until he reached her nether regions. A sweet shiver shifted up her at the prospect. For a flicker of the moment he relished in the smell of her arousal before he effortlessly parted her thighs to start his laps below, his tongue could work wonders to stir up sensations the call-girl hadn't felt in a long while. With tightly locked lids she bit her index finger to keep from letting out anything more than a 'uh' and petit 'un'.

On plunge and their acquaintance relationship took to a whole new level. He swayed in and out of her, aiming to hit a sweet spot each time to cause a muffled cry. Each new thrust into her was wonderful novel delight to course through her and twirl and tighten the gathering need at the pit of her stomach as he quickened his pace into her. It drove him insane, he wanted to that release, but he wanted to enjoy it, too.

"Yes!" She cried out as he plunged deeper, she arched into her lovers firm body as his free hand wandered down to grasp her rear and squeeze her closer. The entire time, his deliciously determined golden gaze was locked with her brown bedroom eyes.

Then the cries of delight came. The ones that gave each that release to the needs they had festering within them. It was a necessary evil, something they both needed.

He collapsed beside her and took a deep breath in to shut his eyes and take in what had just happened. Finally, he had sex. It was brilliant.

"That's the only time," Sango stated as she sat up to grab her clothes, "alright?"

"Fine," he answered. It wasn't important to him. It wasn't like he gave two shakes of a rat's ass for Sango. She was a bit more than alright now that they fucked but he had enough problems with woman, he didn't need to add her to the equation.

A/N: I am sorry for the belated update. I had a lot of stuff to do. I know I categorized the story as Inu/Kag and then threw in a non-Inu/Kag love scene and that could enrage a lot of fans but whatever. Get over it. I told you it was a guilty pleasure type of story.

Hope you are enjoying the story. Thank you everyone who reviewed, I appreciate them all.