{_.:.A Doll For All.:._}
{_.Chapter 06: Dirty Business._}
That library party Kagome asked me to was lame. No surprise there. It was a bunch of book lovers talking about… well, books. I don't really read—again, no shocker there. But whatever. I went.
It seemed to please her, so she wasn't just left with the big library donors, her co-workers, and other random people. I also got free food so that's always plus. It was something to do on my night off, too.
"Thanks for coming with me," Kagome said to gain my attention as we walked out of the building. "I really appreciate it. I know you didn't have fun."
"It was a'right," I assured her. Obviously, I didn't have fun, but I didn't need to go out of my way to say that, either. After all… out of everyone she knew, she chose to ask me to the party. A lowly hanyou. Plenty of people looked at me weirdly throughout the event. Like, what the fuck is someone like you doing here? Especially the big-wig donors.
But, Kagome picked me, still. That reflected on her. In a way, I guess, I appreciated the gesture. It meant she wasn't embarrassed of me. Which is really kinda a first—at least, for any decent person. Miroku wasn't ashamed of me because he had enough dirty secrets that having me as a friend barely fazed the surface.
"You hated it," she laughed lightly as she wrapped her arms around one of my. "But I sort of did, too."
I lifted a brow at that She probably didn't mean to force my mind into the gutter but… that's exactly where it went. There are two possibilities as to why I'm never going to get to have sex with her. The first, and most likely answer, she's as innocent and wholesome as she appears and won't ever have sex with me in less I put a ring on her finger. Never going to happen, so I'm never going to get anything.
The second option, there's something not kosher in her past that makes her aversive to the idea of sex. If that's the case, I'm not touching it so I'll never ask.
Eventually, I got her to her cousin's apartment where Souta was waiting for her. Kaede refused to stay in that Tuesday night to babysit her sister. That little girl is a bitch.
"Thanks for going with me," Kagome declared while she pulled away to stand in front of me. "I'm glad you did."
"Yeah, me, too," I said, just to say it. I don't know if I'd go as far as to say that I'm glad I went.
She bit her bottom lip briefly before leaning up to press hers to mine. Which… shocked me. It wasn't anything special. Just lip-to-lip service. No tongue. Nothing overtly sexy but… for whatever reason I felt something swarm in my chest from that simple gesture.
Uh-oh.
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"Thank you so much for watching Souta," Kagome praised while she hugged her cousin. "I really appreciate it."
"You had to go to work, it wasn't a problem," Sango said with a wave of her hand as her mahogany eyes shifted to two children. One was her son, Koichi, and the other was his older cousin, Souta. "They like to play together. Koichi loves it when Souta comes over."
"Souta loves it, too," Kagome assured her.
"So," Sango giddily drew out, "tell me, how did the date go?"
"It wasn't really a date," she answered while she bit back a smile, "but… I think it went well. He's a really nice guy."
"You aren't," Sango paused with a lifted brow, "you aren't a falling for this guy, are you?"
She shook her head, "no, we're just friends."
"I want to meet him," she stated, "I have to vent him to make sure he's good enough for you."
"Fine," Kagome replied, "sometime in the near future I'll invite him for dinner. You and Koichi can come, too."
"Great," Sango chimed before she clapped her hands together. "Alright, Koichi time for bed."
"No!" he cried out.
"I let you stay up late tonight because Souta-kun was here, but now it's time for him to go home and go to sleep, too. So you'll have to go to bed."
"No," he repeated with a pout but it didn't matter. The front door opened again to gain his attention. Instantly, his eyes brightened as he leaped to his feet to run over to the man that entered the apartment. "Uncle Kohaku!"
"Hey, Koichi," Kohaku greeted while he hugged the little man.
"You got out of classes early tonight," Sango commented.
"My professor cut it short," he explained with a shrug of his shoulder. "You want me to try and get Koichi in bed?"
"Please," she answered with a smile, "you're the best."
"Come on, kido," he requested while he knelt down to pick him up, "hey, Kagome and Souta."
"Hi," Souta chimed back while Kagome smiled and nodded.
"I don't know what I would do without him," Sango stated with a small smile as she hugged Souta goodbye. "Kohaku gave up so much to come help me with Koichi…"
"He's a good boy," Kagome concurred before she hugged her cousin once more. "See you later."
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"What the fuck is wrong with you," I barked at the women in front of me. Salutary, sexy, Kikyou had been taunting me for almost a half hour because it had been a slow night and—for whatever reason—she hadn't gotten any bites. If I had money, I'd pay for her in a heartbeat.
"Oh," she purred while she leaned forward—blatantly giving me full view of cleavage.
"Seriously, you're severely screwed up, something terrible must have happened to you to make you become whore for a living," I kept up. Granted, I wanted to screw her silly but she had tied me to a fucking bed in the hotel I worked at so that a maid had to find me. The bitch could also burn for all I cared.
"Well," she slowly stared at her chocolate eyes dropped to the cherry-wood bar. "You… really want to know?"
"Sure," I replied. I'd love to know what made her so fucked up. Because, seriously, she's more mentally unstable than I am.
"When I was a kid," she whispered before pressing her lips together and allowing her brows to bend slightly closer. "My… uncle molested me for years. When my aunt, who was blood, found out she blamed me. My… whole family did. They thought I was a little whore and so they gave up on me. So, why not become a call-girl?"
That… I wasn't expecting that. Or the tears that started to flood her eyes. Instantly, I felt… sorry I brought up the topic. I can't deal with crying women.
"H-Hey," I stammered while I reached out to grab her shoulders. "I'm sorry…"
Laughter wasn't what I expected after I said that but that's exactly what erupted from her lips as she looked up to me and whipped away the tears. "You really believed that sob story? Inuyasha, I love sex, that's why I do it."
"You bitch," I grunted back, "I hate you."
"Still mad I tied you up to that bed?" she taunted as she leaned closer and grabbed my hand before lifting it up and pressing it against her breast—instantly, my mine went blank. "Yeah, I'm a liar and it disgusts you but… it turns you on, too, doesn't it?"
Hell yes, was all I could think before she stood up and blew me a kiss before strutting off.
"Hey," caught my attention so I looked to the left to see my boss and friend, Miroku, leaning over the bar. "What's wrong?"
"I hate that woman," I grunted back.
"Just give up on her," Miroku suggested with a small shake of his head. "Did you get lucky on your date last night with that library girl?"
"No," I sighed with a shake of my head but then a grin came to my lips. "But a couple of nights ago I did."
"Yeah?" he asked, "tell me all about that. The cute sweet girls always are the kinkiest."
"It wasn't with Kagome," I countered before I glanced around to make sure that Sango wasn't in earshot. I doubt she wanted me to broadcast that she could be convinced to give it away for free. It'd probably hurt business. "You know that hooker Sango?"
Instantly, his brow bent as he nodded.
"We fucked," I confessed with a nod.
"What?" he snapped, "you… paid her? Why? If you were going to pay someone why not Kikyou—?"
"I didn't pay her anything," I corrected with a smirk. "She asked me to get out of here with her one night just 'cause. We went to a love hotel. She's pretty good."
"What about that librarian? You cheated on her?"
"We aren't dating," I asserted. "So it ain't cheating."
At least, that's what my defense. And if it was, well, what Kagome doesn't know can't hurt her and there's no way she'll ever figure out that I fucked around with a call-girl. Hell, it's not even like I want to date Kagome… I'm not the "relationship" type of guy.
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"I just got off work," Sango said into her mobile as she rummaged around in her purse to pull out a set of keys then unlock the door. She smiled to the girl that was seating on the couch watching TV. "So don't rush back, Kohaku. You deserve to have fun, too."
After she closed the door behind her she put her phone and keys into her purse and dropped that on a car. "Hey, Ayame-chan," she greeted with a nod as the girl began to gather her things. "Thanks for watching Koichi for me."
"We've gotta work when we've gotta work," she answered with a shrug, "you watch my kid for me whenever I have to work and his dead-beat dad won't take him so it's the least I can do."
"Thanks," she repeated again anyway before her friend left. Just to make sure everything was alright, she went over to her son's room to glance in and see he was sound asleep in his bed. That always warmed her heart, always brought a smile to her lips, and always… reminded her though she hated her job, it was worth it. She couldn't make that type of money any other way.
A knock on the door caught her attention after she started to make herself something to eat. With a sigh she walked up to the door, "Kohaku! I told you to stay out—" but when she opened it her lips froze open. The man that stood at the door wasn't her freshmen in college little brother… but a violet eyed heir to a wonderful fortune. She pressed her lips as she let her mahogany eyes narrow.
"Hello, Sango," Miroku greeted with his charming smile.
"Miroku," she muttered. "What do you want? It's late."
"I came to see Koichi," he answered with a one shouldered shrug.
"He's asleep because it's late," she retorted, "you know you're supposed to call."
"I'm sorry," he smoothly said, "I forget."
"You forget a lot of things," she muttered back. "But, like I said, he's asleep. If you had called I could have told you that and saved you the trouble of coming over here."
"Alright… how about we talk then? I'm here already. We never do that."
"If that's code for having sex then you're insane."
"That's not what that means," he asserted, "you obviously wanted my attention so now you have it."
"What's that supposed to mean?" she rejoined as she folded her arms and cocked a brow.
"You had sex with my best friend, you don't think he wouldn't tell me that?"
For a while, she remained mute before she replied with something that sliced right through his heart. "I wasn't aware how much you two shared. After all, your best friend doesn't know you have an illegitimate son that you refuse to claim and hide from the entire world in fear that your parents will disown you from the family and therefore from your inheritance."
His violets ventured to the ground for that one. "Sango… I'm sorry—"
"Stop telling me that you're sorry," she ordered as she grabbed the door, "I don't know how many times I have to keep telling you this—coming around every once and a while to give Koichi a new toy does not make you a good father. That's not what being a father is about. I know you only do it out of guilt, Miroku, I don't need that. Neither does Koichi. He's four, just let it go, in a year or so he won't even remember who you are."
And… with that, the door was slammed in his face.
A/N: I know... I know, short chapter. But I kind of almost completely forget about this story. Sorry.
I thought I should update it. So here you go, a sexless chapter.
Hope you enjoyed, thank you for all the reviews, and please continue to review.