"You're living on an entirely different plane of existence, and you're worried about something as petty as school?" Inuyasha groaned, unable to believe it. "You think I care about school?"
"That's because you're already a dunce." Kagome sucked her teeth. This was her third day of being transformed, and she still wasn't quite used to it; she kept having random human urges every now and then and it irritated her. This was one of those times.
"Look, trust me—you don't care about it, either. It's just your human side coming out."
"Well, I should at least go check on my father. I don't know whether Kanna's killed him or not yet, and it worries me."
"You sure as hell weren't worried for the past few days. You've been shacking up with me in here."
"It's not "shacking up", Inuyasha."
"Let me think." Inuyasha pretended to think for a few moments, and Kagome pursed her lips in annoyance, crossing her arms. "We've fucked. We're fucking. We're going to fuck. And you're pretty much living with me in my house. Sounds like shacking to me!" He laughed obnoxiously, and Kagome narrowed her eyes at him.
"You're such an asshole!"
"You like it, though." He winked, reaching out to grab her behind, but she elbowed him in the face. A dim crunch sounded off and Inuyasha crossed his eyes to examine the broken nose. "That's real mature." He grumbled, shaking his head. "Bitch, come here and realign my fucking nose before we have to fight."
"I changed my mind. You're not an asshole, you're a child." Kagome kneeled in front of him and started fidgeting with his nose. While she concentrated on not breaking his nasal cartilage—even in a vampire, it was still harder to grow back than bone—Inuyasha redirected his attention to her breasts, plump and soft beneath that unnecessary blouse...that would soon change. He'd be damned if any nyoubou of his would be walking around in "clothes".
Casually, Inuyasha ran his razor-sharp claw down her shirt, ripping it into a vest. Miffed at his ruination of yet another perfectly good garment, Kagome swiftly cracked his nose back into place and he winced. She ignored his pain and stood, glaring down at him.
"Not so hard, bitch!" He scowled, though it was somewhat half-hearted; he was still staring at those pink nipples, hard yet so soft, just begging to be sucked.
"I'll do whatever the fuck I please!" Kagome growled, and Inuyasha licked his lips. By this point, he wasn't paying much attention to her words, but when she got angry, it seemed she got all the sexier.
"Not while you belong to me." Inuyasha smirked, intentionally riling her up. Sure enough, her silvery eyes flashed in outrage and she grabbed him by the neck, pulling him up to eye level.
"I belong to no one. Do you understand that? Not you or anyone else."
"You're my possession. I own you, Kagome." Now he was toeing the line, but he had her exactly where he wanted her. Her claws were piercing his adamant flesh and the expression on her face dared him to say another word. When he did nothing but smirk arrogantly, Kagome snarled in frustration and threw him toward the wall like a discarded rag doll.
Inuyasha landed on his feet, skidding on the hardwood floor, and in a flash, he pounced on her, sinking his fangs into her neck as a gesture of domination. He grasped her wrists tightly, though his claws didn't skewer her more vital veins, and with his thighs compressing her hips into stillness, Kagome was virtually unable to move. To be honest, she didn't want to, especially since she could now feel his ardent desire pressing onto her.
Nevertheless, the impulse to touch him ran rampant within her, and she tried to overpower him, but he growled menacingly at her, his eyes darker than usual—the first sign of his own transformation.
"Move and I'll kill you." Kagome wasn't so stupid as to think this true, but it was as close to the truth as he would get in this state; Inuyasha would torture her almost to death. So she stayed still, giving Inuyasha permission to do as he pleased. When he was sure she wouldn't interfere with him, he released her now bruised limbs and hovered in front of her chest, breathing on her nipples. His icy-cold breath made Kagome sigh his name as her panties dampened.
Inuyasha's tongue trailed a path down her smooth ivory skin, all the way down to the waistband of her frilled panties. He still couldn't fathom why she liked wearing those things so much. She said it "left something to the imagination". What did he need with imagination? He already knew what she looked like, and he couldn't imagine anything more he wanted. Smirking slightly, Inuyasha ripped them to pieces and started ravaging her pink button. Kagome's hips bucked and she gave a shuddery gasp, her juices gushing onto the red carpet, creating one more of the many other stains of their fornicating.
Naturally, Inuyasha paid no heed to this minor detail, and continued licking his mate's dripping pussy, her shaky cries and broken renditions of his name spurring him on. Kagome was getting so close; she badly needed something to grip, but every time she reached for his arms or hair, he would growl and stop his ministrations. She was forced to claw up the carpet in a futile effort to take hold of the carpet fibers. Then, just when she thought it could get no worse, he ceased altogether, right before she could come. Kagome stared at him in horrified disbelief. How dare he?!
"In--" She literally choked on her words when Inuyasha thrust the hard cock she'd come to love so much right into her, giving her a "full" sensation she could feel in her belly. Grunts and frenzied moans filled the small apartment as their hips ground together in a dance that surpassed time itself, the friction heating their coldblooded bodies to near scorching temperatures.
Their bodies trembled simultaneously at the climax of their passion, and Inuyasha was surprised to see sweat on their bodies. How long had they been at it? He glanced out the window. Night had already fallen. How strange—he could swear that had been their first orgasm that day, but apparently not. With a shrug, he concluded that the nyoubou-teisei bond simply sped time forward somehow. That had to be it; otherwise, his cock wouldn't be so worn out.
Not particularly caring that he was naked, Inuyasha walked out into the hallway to get some air. Inside was much too steamy for his liking. From the cracked doorway of an apartment down the hall, unbeknownst to him, the depraved Kanna watched his stoic and sinewy form lustfully, shamelessly playing with herself. It excited her beyond belief to see for herself how much Inuyasha had matured, and apparently, it didn't matter to her that Houjou was right behind her, his cold heart thumping hard in his hollow chest. He was trying his damnedest not to let his obvious horniness show, but Kanna was just too irresistible. Her death-inducing attractiveness would have been so much more bearable if she hadn't, in a moment of weakness, let him fuck her all that time ago. Now he was stuck on her, and in the worst way—forced to envy and hate the man who used to be his best friend.
Pushing aside the painful memories of the past, Houjou finally succumbed to his own sexual needs, requiring nothing more than the arousing sight of Kanna to get him off. It wasn't long before they both came, suppressing growls and moans, and Houjou threw a towel over the stain he'd created on the carpeting.
"And what was the point of that?" Houjou grumbled, annoyed at himself.
"I want to see if I can appeal to his better sexual nature. I've never seen the girl before—is she prettier than me?"
"Of course not," Houjou responded automatically, but Kanna merely laughed, waving him off.
"You're biased. You have to answer in my favor." That was true. Houjou sighed. "What I should have asked was something along the lines of...would you do her? Since you seem to be a mite picky and all."
"You want honesty?" She nodded, fixing him with those curious monochromatic eyes. "Then yes, I would."
"Ah." Kanna nodded, thinking a bit. "A challenge." A snicker forced past her lips. "I like challenges."
"Well, that's good." Houjou muttered, shaking his head, and Kanna grinned at him.
"That's why I altered the plan. Now listen—I'm about to go out there. Don't call me back, or he'll know something's up. Just stay in here, okay?"
"No problem." Houjou shrugged, about to tell her something important, until he was taken aback when she stood on her tip-toes just to be at eye level with him. Embarrassment burned his chalky skin, but he didn't recoil, as was his first instinct.
"Don't despair, sweetheart. Maybe next time I'll let you do it for me, hmm?" Her raunchy wink and quick retreat discomposed Houjou greatly; what had that meant?! The one thing he didn't like about Kanna was her constant ambiguity...
...And that was when he remembered what he had to tell her.
His already pale skin blanched even further, giving him a slightly transparent look. Kanna was going to kill him.
Inuyasha was about to go back into the apartment, until a soft hand grabbed his wrist and stopped him.
"What?" He huffed, turning to face Kanna's gently smiling disposition. Inuyasha's face scrunched up in deep thought; he was still transformed for the most part, so he barely recognized the woman. "What do you want?"
"Oh...that hurts my feelings, Inuyasha." Kanna pouted. "You don't remember your old flame?"
"Flame, hell—I don't know you. Get out of my face." Inuyasha growled, but he was starting to get nervous. He wasn't exactly well-known, and he was only ninety-eight percent sure this woman was lying. The other two percent was quite silent. Was this a kind of test Sesshoumaru was administering? No, this wasn't his style...then who was this girl?
"No...I think I'll stay a while." She whistled, moving her fingers up his arm. Inuyasha was horror-stricken when he found that her touch seemed to be magnetic; he couldn't snatch his limb away from her! "Because, you see, Inuyasha, we haven't seen each other in so long...it seems like years, don't you think? And that's far too long for friends as close as us to stay away from each other." Kanna eyed his member with a wicked grin, still resting from his earlier exertion.
"Get the fuck off me!" He snarled, becoming angrier and angrier by the minute. What unnatural power did she hold over him?
"See, friends like us have a special bond, Inuyasha. That is why, no matter how hard you fight, I'll be able to touch you the way I want to..." Kanna nestled her head into his chest, cradling his cock in her hands. Inuyasha's eyes went wild with desire, desire he thought he'd ridden himself of, and he instantly got hard again. Normally, he would welcome this: an insanely beautiful vampiress, obviously with years of sexual prowess under her skirt, fondling him out of nowhere. But now he couldn't just allow it. He had a nyoubou now, one he was obligated by vampiric law to remain faithful to until the end of both of their days, and he'd be damned if his life ended today.
His muscles strained to resist the dizzying feel of Kanna stroking him, but despite the mantra he chanted within his head, Inuyasha was physically unable to repel the purring woman. He thought he would go insane, until she got on her knees and started blowing him. His hands bled with the force with which he clenched his fists; why couldn't Kagome be that submissive, at least sometimes?
"Fool!" The sharply clawed hand of his brother clasped Kanna's neck and yanked her off of Inuyasha, thus breaking the hold she had on him. He fell to the ground, breathing hard with wide eyes.
"Sesshoumaru!" Kanna hissed angrily. She hadn't counted on his interference.
"You have no place here. Leave now." He demanded, but Kanna laughed madly, repeatedly slashing at Sesshoumaru with her own claws.
"You forget, Sesshoumaru—I'm no longer the child I was when we last encountered! I can still--" Her frantic proclamations were cut short when Sesshoumaru plowed his hand through her stomach, leaving a disgusting hole in her body. Kanna halted, looking down at the wound, then glared at the taller vampire.
"Fine." She snarled ferally. "But I'll be back. Houjou!" Kanna screeched. Like a bolt of lightning, Houjou darted out of the room, picked her up, and crashed through the window at the end of the hall. Sesshoumaru then turned to his traumatized brother with a displeased glower.
"And you. We will discuss this inside." He grabbed Inuyasha by the wrist and dragged him along into the apartment. Kagome remained asleep on the floor, barely breathing. "Are you daft?" He scoffed in revulsion. Inuyasha was unable to answer, staring at Kagome. There was something stirring in his stomach that made him feel absolutely horrible every time he looked at his nyoubou, recalling the incident with Kanna, who he didn't even remember. "Do you even know who that was? Or did you care about nothing but your own gratification?"
"..."
"Answer me, boy!" Sesshoumaru struck Inuyasha hard in the face, prompting him to growl out, "No, I didn't know that bitch. And even if I had, I still didn't want that shit to happen. If I could have stopped her, I would have—and killed her, to boot. But I was...I don't know, paralyzed. She said no matter how hard I fought, she could touch me however she wanted. You think I wanted that repulsive cunt touching me? What the fuck do I want some other bitch for when I have a nyoubou already?"
Sesshoumaru studied his brother carefully. Though Inuyasha rarely lied, the occasions on which he did were phenomenally convincing. But no matter how much he looked for cracks in Inuyasha's story, he couldn't find any. Finally, he relented.
"Alright. I believe you. And I think I know why you couldn't move."
"Yeah? Gimme something to go on here. I'm at a fucking loss." Inuyasha sighed, getting up to put on some pants. Sesshoumaru made himself comfortable on the couch and said, "That woman you don't think you know? Brace yourself for this one. It's Kanna." A loud rip emerged from Inuyasha's room and he groaned. Sesshoumaru allowed himself a smirk.
"Please be kidding me, Sesshoumaru." Inuyasha called wearily, dragging back into the living room with a pair of fresh pants on.
"I kid you not. Apparently, she still wants you, even after I took you away from her so she could no longer harm you."
"Harm me?"
"She's your transformer. Since you were once a human, the process of metamorphosis is a painful and sometimes fatal one. You nearly died, and even then, she wanted to make you her own. We fought, and after that, she didn't dare challenge me." He scoffed. "Even now, she's still a weak child. Kanna gives off the pretense of strength, but in reality, your human could probably defeat her."
"She's not a human. She's not even a half-breed anymore." Absently, Inuyasha caressed Kagome's bare stomach, making her smile in her sleep. This gesture wasn't lost on Sesshoumaru, but he pretended not to notice yet. "She's transformed, and she's not showing any signs of changing back."
"Oh? Peculiar...I've never heard of a halfling becoming a full-breed simply from mating. Then again, I've never heard of a halfling making it to the mating age. I suppose that's what happens." Sesshoumaru paused a moment. "You're aware that she wishes to kill your mate, yes?"
"Yeah, I know. But this is the first time I've seen her. Since I transformed, anyway."
"What do you think about her?"
"I don't like her."
"I mean aesthetically. Aside from her many other faults, she's quite the beauty."
"She's okay, I guess. If you like that shade of white." Inuyasha pursed his lips, and Sesshoumaru chuckled. When one had a nyoubou, it was nearly impossible to be attracted to anyone else.
"Do you want to know something else that might shock you?"
"I think I'm shocked out. Just give it to me straight and I might not faint."
"Houjou used to be your best friend."
"...That's wonderful. My best friend's hurting my best friend. The irony's damn near fatal." Inuyasha mumbled.
"He was a human before a devourer. Once you were lost to him, he became a devourer because he thought he could then be your friend still. He developed the inane idea that you no longer liked him, so when Kanna needed help as well, he flocked to her." Inuyasha looked silently at his brother through the darkness.
"Houjou's the one who killed that woman you loved, isn't he?"
"Kanna has minimal physical strength." Sesshoumaru said simply, completely ignoring Inuyasha's question. But he already knew he'd been right. "Her strong point is terrorizing the mind. Houjou is the true physical formidability. Defeat him first; if you touch Kanna, he'll rampage."
"What, does he love her or something?"
"He does." Inuyasha narrowed his eyes.
"That's so fucking foul. I knew he was stringing Gingitsune on. He even confirmed it. But it looks like he's only doing his woman's bidding! Fucking cowardly asshole!"
"You can always play upon his heartstrings, Inuyasha. When you fight him, boast about your relationship with Kanna."
"I don't have a f--"
"I know that, you impatient whelp. Shut your mouth and let me finish." Disgruntled, Inuyasha clapped his jaw together and kept quiet. "As I was saying...boast about the relationship you had with her. He'll become angry and thus reckless."
"Keh. I'm just pissed about what he's doing to Gingitsune."
"Are you still stuck on that girl? Don't be such a dunce, Inuyasha. You have a nyoubou—there should be no room in your chicken brain for another woman."
"I'm not stuck on her. I still consider her my friend, regardless of whether or not she wants to be, and I'll still protect her as best I can, no matter whether or not she wants me to. But...I have to put Kagome first. I know that now." Inuyasha said quietly, and Sesshoumaru stood, greatly content with his formerly wild brother's newly retained wisdom.
"Good. That's as it should be." He vanished into thin air.
Black Ice: Ah. Don't you just love getting freshly motivated on a story?!
Blood Rain: Yeah, we know you thought we were dead, right? Well, this is the thing: we went to Connecticut with Ice's mother for Christmas, primarily with the intention of retrieving Ice's savage sister.
Black Ice: (glares flatly)
Blood Rain: (ignores Rain) And, of course, let some snow fall on our heads. Where we're from, it's only snowed once in both of our entire lifetimes, and that was when we were eight.
Black Ice: Yeah, I remember that...that was fun.
Blood Rain: But the computer we work on has dial-up, and my mother won't spring for DSL.
Black Ice: (mumbles) Cheap-ass.
Blood Rain: (smacks Ice in the forehead) And Ice's cousin's house has no landline. Gasp, right? Exactly. But we're leaving tonight (January second), and we should be back home by Saturday night. Trust, I'm taking full advantage of my Internet.
Black Ice: And all these bad-ass children have gotten on my nerves for the last time in a long time! W00T!
Today's Rant: What the Hell is Hollywood's Insane Obsession With Dogs Recently?!
Blood Rain: I have two dogs sitting in my yard right now. I have no problem with dogs. But fuck, people, you'd think nobody's ever seen the damn things before!!! There's that stupid-ass Chihuahua movie, that hotel for dogs movie—nobody gives a damn about dogs that much. Get a fucking handle on yourself, Hollywood. And Eartha Kitt's dead now—I really did like her; did you know she was the original Catwoman?--and even though that doesn't have much to do with this rant, it's still pretty heart-wrenching.
Ahem.
The point is! FUCK DOGS! (not literally; there's a guy at me and Ice's school who did that, or so we heard) Nobody wants to see no damn movie with this as the main dialogue:
Dog 1: ruff ruff ruff
Dog 2: bark woof
Dog 3: aroo-o-o-o
Dog: pant pant
...Dude. That is not a storyline. That's just sad.
Black Ice: (pouts in a corner) I like dogs...