June 9
We made it to Muroran, though the complete hell I endured being in a "car" with the wench for over five hours might not have been worth it. As soon as it began, I started thinking that I could've run to Muroran on my own with some simple directions, and not only would it have taken a shorter amount of time, but I wouldn't've had to put up with the wench and her annoyingness.
I should probably say that her whole sick period was going to get on my nerves from the get-go. As soon as we all got in the car and drove off, she went to sleep. I don't know how the hell she sleeps when she's healthy, but she sounds like an absolute beast when she's sick. She has the flu, so her nose is clogged or some crap, which causes her exhalations to become garbled and stuttering.
In other words, the bitch snores.
I was sitting in the front seat and she in the back so she could have room to stretch out. Well, she did, and made her little sickly ass real comfortable, so damn comfortable, she started fucking snoring! She did it for two entire hours! I wanted to reach back there and hit her!
Finally, Miroku hit a bump in the road, which jarred her out of her "sound" sleep, but she made one of those irritating snorts weird people make when they're about to wake up.
"About time." Inuyasha groaned, shaking his head. "Sounded like somebody was gutting a fucking hog back there." Miroku choked trying to hold back his laughter, and Kagome emphatically coughed in Inuyasha's hair. He pursed his lips.
It's not like I could catch a human disease or anything, but when that wench coughed all over my hair, it was really, really fucking annoying. I wanted to hit her more than ever then, but I make it a habit not to hit women.
"Well...you were snoring kinda badly back there, Kagome." Miroku snickered.
"You shut up!" Kagome screeched. "You're not supposed to taunt the goddamn sick, you idiot! And you, you palefaced moron, why don't you get off my case?!"
"Bitch, don't tell me what to do!" Inuyasha yelled back.
Did I mention it was getting harder and harder not to hurt this girl?
"Why don't you crawl back into the primitive cave you were spawned from, dirt sucker?!"
"What?! I dare you to say that again, you fucking leper!"
"Inuyasha! Kagome!" Miroku interrupted, before the argument could escalate any further. "People are trying to drive here! Both of you, shut your holes or I'll do it for you!" Though he knew Miroku couldn't do anything to him, Inuyasha shut up anyway out of respect and harrumphed quietly, crossing his arms.
It's not that I was scared of Miroku. I respected him for taking me in when he barely knew me, and even letting me tag along with him.
But scared?
Never.
I fear no one but my brother, and that's only because he's the only one who can beat me.
"Thank you." Miroku sighed.
It was then that I noticed something.
"Say, where's that dog?" Inuyasha asked suddenly, looking around.
"Kogane's whereabouts are none of your business." Kagome said sullenly.
"Ko—who?!"
SHE NAMED HIM KOGANE?! THAT IS A GIRL'S NAME! A GIRL'S NAME!!
"His name is Kogane."
"I happen to have seen that dog before, and I also happen to know that his name is Shippou." Inuyasha corrected with mock politeness.
"He is my dog, and his name is Kogane." Kagome growled.
"Kogane is a fucking girl's name! And you're avoiding the damn question! Where is he?!"
"Why do you care?!"
"Don't worry about why I care!" Inuyasha snapped. "Just tell me where the damn dog is before I get pissed!"
"I don't care, get pissed if you want! It's not like you can do anything to me!"
"Ooh...! I am just so tempted to show you how wrong you are..." He grumbled, his claws flexing.
"Okay, people, let's calm down here. Why do you two like looking for fights with each other?"
"It's fun." The two drawled simultaneously, then glared at each other.
I'd just like to forget the whole car incident, okay? It makes me hate the girl so much, and the hate's just not necessary at the moment. I asked Miroku to drop me off at the Dai-ichi Hotel, and luckily, he agreed.
"Thanks for the ride." Inuyasha thanked his new friend, as he got out of the car.
"No problem." Miroku smiled.
"Get out!" Kagome fake-coughed, but Inuyasha didn't even dignify her with a response. He merely waved goodbye to Miroku as he skidded off, and strutted jauntily into the hotel.
It was, admittedly, a very fancy place, this hotel. It would be the type of place my brother would stay.
"Excuse me, but could you take time from your schedule of being so pretty, to tell me what room a man named Sesshoumaru is residing in?" Inuyasha licked his lips debonairly at the cute clerk behind the front desk. She blushed, giggling prettily, and said, "Thank you! Um, he's in room 506." He leaned in close to her ear, nipping at the lobe.
"No...thank you." He murmured. "Say, how do you get off?"
"Um...don't you mean when?" She stammered, her knees weakening with each word he said.
"That, too." Inuyasha chuckled lustfully, and straightened up upon hearing distant footsteps. "I'll see you later." He wiggled his tongue suggestively at her, fighting the urge to laugh at her quickening heart rate, and headed into the elevator. As if the clerk wasn't tempting enough, a woman in a very short, very revealing dress rushed over to the elevator as soon as the doors were about to close. Inuyasha held them open for her and she sighed in relief, slumping against the corner of the elevator.
"Oh, thank you so much!" She panted, clutching her heaving chest. Inuyasha stared at the woman's breasts, actually mesmerized.
"No...thank you." He repeated, then laughed at himself for saying the same thing twice in two minutes. She looked at him with a blush.
"Um, five, please." Inuyasha blinked.
Five what?
"...Five?"
"Yes. The fifth floor. That's where I need to go."
"..." There was a still silence in the elevator for a few moments.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm not exactly used to elevators." He confessed, feeling shamefaced. "I have to go to room 506, but I don't know how."
"Oh, well, here—I'll do it for you." She smiled, leaning over in front of him and pressing the five button. Her face flared up upon feeling his arousal brush against her body. "Umm..." Inuyasha looked at the buttons beside the elevator door and found the emergency stop button just before they reached the fifth floor, then grabbed the woman's wrist, yanking her flush against his body.
"Tell me now and I want the truth. Do you want me?" He mumbled, playing with her nipples through her dress. She gasped, trying to cross her legs, but Inuyasha forced them apart again with a clawed hand.
"I—I'm on my way to see my husband..." She whispered, as if fearing Inuyasha's reaction. He just chuckled, licking the side of her neck.
"That's not what I asked you." His tongue dawdled erotically into her ear and he took immense satisfaction in hearing her helpless whimpering. "Do...you...want me?"
"...Y-Yes..." The woman stammered.
"Good." Inuyasha licked his lips hungrily and licked her neck again, feeling the blood in her neck racing. It was nearly enough to bring out his feral side, but he restrained himself, simply hiking up her tight dress and working on his jeans. "Now tell me one thing, before I rock your world, better than your husband ever could."
"Okay..." She nodded quickly, her horniness getting the best of her. Inuyasha smirked at her desperation.
I can't believe Nanako was right...human women are whores.
"What's your name?"
"Hikari."
"That's all I need to know." In a heartbeat, Hikari was full up to her stomach with Inuyasha. She groaned, beads of sweat already beginning to form on her flesh. Inuyasha grunted with each thrust of his manhood, thirstily eyeing her neck, and as her cries of pleasure escalated, so did his ardent hunger. His soulless golden eyes glowed ferally and he growled, sinking his fangs deep into her neck. Hikari shuddered, feeling a bout of paralysis snake down her entire body, then suddenly disappear. Inuyasha, oblivious to her pain, went about grinding their hips together, drinking greedily from her bloodstream as if it were water.
"I...I feel woozy..." Hikari murmured, her body going limp, but her consciousness, though flimsy, remaining intact.
"Ignore it." Inuyasha growled shortly, sucking from the open bite mark on her skin. As it so often did, her hot blood only increased his libido, and suddenly, Hikari vibrated wildly in his arms, gasping convulsively. Her warm, moist walls tightened around Inuyasha's cock, provoking him to pull her tighter to his body, push faster, and feed deeper. It didn't take long for him to fill her with his supernatural seed, snarling like a wild animal as he came.
Inuyasha quickly composed himself, wiping the sheen from his forehead and relinquishing his grasp on her with a satisfied sigh. He blinked when her body, unaided, fell to the elevator floor with a loud thump.
"Uh-oh." He mumbled, rubbing the nape of his neck, then pulled his pants back up, casually pressing the five button again. Inuyasha got off on the floor with no trouble, heading for his brother's room. He knocked loudly and waited, raking a hand through his hair.
I might have to take a rain check with that hot clerk. He thought idly. Kinda full now. Don't wanna cloy my appetite...
The door swung open and Inuyasha strolled in, waving at his brother sitting on the floor with a glass of dark red liquid in hand.
"About time you found me." He murmured, taking a swig of his drink.
"Yeah, yeah. What's that stuff?"
"Wine. Haven't you ever heard of it?"
"Of course I've heard of it. The television was talking about it one time before. I just didn't know what it was upon sight." Inuyasha huffed.
"Whatever you say." Sesshoumaru chuckled.
"So what's the deal? I know we're not staying in a hotel." He sat down opposite his brother, clawing lazily at the carpet fibers beneath him.
"Of course not. There's an apartment complex near the school you will be attending." Inuyasha grinned happily at this.
"School..."
"Ohtani High, to be exact, and there are a few rules we need to go over before you go to the apartment." Sesshoumaru dangled a key in front of his younger brother's face.
"I'm staying there myself?"
"You can handle that, can't you? It's already furnished—lavishly, may I add—, and I'll give you money each month through the mail to survive."
"I guess." Inuyasha shrugged.
"Good. Rule one: absolutely no feeding from these high school women." The boy sighed, annoyed, and patted his knapsack, only slightly less full than when he'd first loaded it four days ago.
"I figured you'd say something like that, which is why I have this."
"Whatever. If you do find yourself craving, just eat some meat."
"Raw or cooked?"
"Do I look like I care?"
"Point taken." Inuyasha snorted. "Can I still fuck the women?"
"To your heart's desire."
"That's really all I was looking for."
"Rule two: obey your teachers, no matter what they say."
"Can you change that to something a little more...me-oriented?"
"Fine...do what they say as long as it's logical."
"Thank you."
"And rule three...try to be good, okay?"
"Okay." Inuyasha snickered. "How hard can it be?"
"School starts on September the eighth. Can you remember that?"
"Hold on." He whipped out his journal and a sharp pencil and began to write furiously.
After feeding from a very delectable morsel in the elevator, I come to my brother's room, where he says he is not only allowing me my own place to stay, but he's letting me go to school as well! Of course, I'm overjoyed, but he's got a few rules. It doesn't matter; they shouldn't be too hard to follow.
School is supposed to start September the eighth...when is September again?
"Wait, when is that?" Inuyasha blinked.
"The ninth month."
"Oh, right, right." He grinned.
Sorry. The ninth month, eighth day. I can handle that!
"You go there from eight in the morning to four in the afternoon."
"...Right. We're gonna need to study this whole time concept if I'm ever gonna get this right."