Welcome back to Dangerous Games! So sorry there was a bit of a delay getting this chapter out - there was Thanksgiving and the recovering from Thanksgiving. But I am back with a little bit of spice for this chapter, so I hope it was worth the wait ~tee tee~.

Honestly, not much more needs to be said. I just hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to InuYasha or Beautiful Disaster. Any likeness to any real person or event is coincidental and should not be taken as fact.

They weren't kidding when they said Inuyasha was hardly home.

Kagome and Sango had been staying at the boys' place for two days, and the silver-haired man had barely been around. When he was around, he made it a point to irritate the ever-living fuck out of Kagome. Luckily, Ayame had updated them that the water problem should be solved within the next couple of days. The sewer company had said they needed to repair the burst pipe and make sure that all the dirty water was cleared out of the system. So, there was some light at the end of the tunnel.

It was Monday night, and Kagome was working on an essay for her Contemporary Literature course before she had to start studying for her Bio exam. Midterms would be coming up before she knew it, and she wanted to stay ahead of everything so she could focus on studying when the time came. Sango and Miroku were out (where they went, Kagome didn't ask), and she had no clue where Inuyasha was. She had left the apartment briefly to go fetch dinner for herself, and when she returned, the apartment was quiet. If there was any noise being made by Inuyasha, she probably wouldn't notice over the music playing in her earphones.

She was on page eight out of the required ten for her essay. It was then that Kagome realized she needed to pee. And it probably wouldn't be a bad idea to stretch her legs again, if only for a few minutes. Kagome got up from her spot at the kitchen island, stretched her arms above her head, and felt multiple pops go up her spine. She groaned at the sensation. She hadn't realized how stiff she'd been.

Despite the apartment being fairly large, it only had one bathroom. It was spacious enough but wasn't convenient for four people to share. Still, it had working water, which is more than what Kagome and Sango had back at their place.

Kagome walked down the hall towards the bathroom, headphones still in, and it was then that she realized that she could hear thumping music coming from Inuyasha's room. Ah, so he is home, Kagome surmised. He's probably studying, too, since he hasn't come out.

Shrugging it off, she opened the door the bathroom and stepped inside. It was then that she noticed the toilet paper roll was empty; she could not contain her eye roll at the sight. It seemed that the men still were not used to having women around who need to – ahem -wipe more than they did. Kagome checked the cabinet under the sink to see if more rolls were there – nada.

Well, she thought, I guess I could ask Inuyasha. It would be quicker than searching the whole apartment.

Solid in her decision, the young woman stepped across the narrow hall and knocked on Inuyasha's door. No answer. But the fact that she could hear his music over the music playing in her ears, told her that he probably couldn't hear. At this point, she really had to pee. Waiting was out of the question.

Jiggling the door handle, she felt that it was unlocked. She pushed it downward.

"Hey, Inuyasha," she called as she began to open the door, "where do you keep the –"

Sex.

There was sex happening in this room. On a chair. On a swivel chair.

The dark-haired woman moaned, and she bent backwards over Inuyasha's lap, her eyes closed in apparent pleasure.

Kagome slammed the door shut, but unfortunately, the sight was burned into her retinas.

Slowly walking back to where she was sitting, Kagome turned her music up even more. Although she couldn't hear anything from where she was sitting, she was taking zero chances. She shot Sango a text asking where the toilet paper was kept then put her phone down. She would try to bury herself in her essay to act like nothing had ever happened.

About twenty minutes later, Kagome was waiting patiently for Sango and Miroku to return as she worked. Sango had texted her that they would pick up more on their way back, since Miroku didn't realize they were out.

Out of the corner of her eye, Kagome caught movement. She looked over to see the woman from Inuyasha's bedroom standing next to her, red eyes staring. Not sure what was going on, Kagome removed her headphones and set them on the counter.

"Hi?" Kagome greeted unsurely.

A wide grin stretched across the woman's face, and Kagome was reminded of the Cheshire cat. Though she was pretty – she had short, straight black hair, and looked taller than Kagome herself was. She was wearing a low-cut black shirt and a white skirt. Even her red eyes were mesmerizing to look at.

"Hello, there," the demon woman replied back. Her voice was low and measured. "I'm Yura. Are you a friend of Inuyasha's?"

"Um, not really. Why?"

"Oh, I just didn't recognize you. I've seen that Sango girl but that's . . . about it." Her brown eyes scanned over Kagome from top to bottom. Kagome felt that even an X-Ray machine couldn't have scanned her any better.

"Well, it was, uh, nice to meet you. But I better get back to work." Without waiting for a reply, Kagome put her headphone back in and returned to her writing.

Yura stood there for a few moments, shifting her weight from foot to foot. It looked as if she was considering saying something else, but ultimately, she turned on her heel and left.

Not even two minutes later, Inuyasha came out of his room. Kagome was determined to act like she didn't even notice his presence.

Too bad he actively made a point to make her notice.

Inuyasha reached over and popped one of her headphones out of her ear.

"Hey!" Kagome shouted in protest, reaching over, and trying to take back her headphone.

"How long have you been home?" he asked, keeping the headphone out of reach.

"A couple hours. Why?" she snapped back defensively.

"I had no clue you were here. You weren't sitting there when we came in."

Kagome shrugged. "You must have come in when I went to go get myself dinner. Now can I please get my earphone back?"

"No. Why did you open my door?" Inuyasha continued to ignore her reach. He had assumed that she had left with Sango and Miroku. Had he known she was here, he wouldn't have let Yura in. But the damage was done, and now he had to own it.

Kagome huffed and gave up on trying to grab back the earphone from him. "I had to pee, and there was no toilet paper in the bathroom. So, I wanted to ask if you had more somewhere."
"Ah," Inuyasha said, nodding in understanding. Her turned around to dig through the fridge. He was hungry and needed a snack.

Kagome hesitated. She wasn't sure if she should bring it up, but she figured if Yura had the balls to introduce herself, Kagome figured she could have the balls to bring it up.

"I met Yura. Or, well, Yura introduced herself to me. Is she your girlfriend?"

Inuyasha snorted. "No. I don't have girlfriends."

Kagome's jaw practically dropped to the floor. "So, you're just using her for sex?!" she shouted incredulously, slamming her hands on the counter.

"What is this, the fifties?" Inuyasha said through a mouthful of food, turning to face Kagome again. "We're adults. We consented. We just hook up from time to time. You said she introduced herself?"

"Made a point to, actually." Kagome said as she rolled her eyes. "Seems like she really likes you." She didn't know why that hurt to say.

"Too bad for her." Inuyasha remarked, as if bored.

"You're disgusting. How long have you been hooking up with her? It's natural to start getting feelings, you know!"

"As I said, I don't do girlfriends. And I promise, Yura didn't make a point to introduce herself to you because she likes me. She was marking her territory. Anyway," he continued, no longer wanting to talk about the ogre demoness, "I noticed you've been sleeping on the couch. Why don't you take my bed?"

"Thanks, but no thanks. I don't want to pick up a disease."

The half-demon rolled his eyes. "Look, my bed is clean. No one has been in it except me. It's sacred ground."

Kagome gave him a suspicious look. "Really? So why offer it to me?"

"Are you planning on having sex with me tonight?

"Absolutely not."

Inuyasha smirked. "Then it's settled. I'll be back."

Kagome opened her mouth to question him more, but he was already out the door.

And she still had to pee.

Inuyasha was returning from picking up his dinner when he discovered Kagome in his bedroom. He had worked up quite the appetite, and what they had at home wasn't enough to slate his hunger. When he walked in the door, Miroku and Sango were watching TV on the couch. They exchanged pleasantries as Inuyasha took a seat on the adjacent couch to slurp his ramen noodles. It wasn't as good as Myoga's, but he would take whatever ramen he could get over not having ramen at all.

When he was done eating, he said goodnight to Miroku and Sango and dumped his takeout containers into the trash. When he walked down the hall to his bedroom, Kagome was sitting crisscrossed on his bed, already in her pajamas with notecards spread all around her. The image at first punched him in the gut. She looked so innocent – so good – as she sat there on his bed, shaking a highlighter back and forth. The human girl seemed too innocent to be in his room – he was afraid that the air itself would taint her.

"Make yourself at home," he said, announcing his presence as he stepped further into the room.

"Oh!" Kagome gasped in surprise. "I am so sorry! I have a Bio exam in the morning, but I can move back to the kitchen!"

"No, no, don't worry about it," he placated, stopping her from picking up her notecards. He moved across the room to his desk, starting to work on getting his shoes off. He had always hated the damned things. Way too constricting.

"Do you, uh, want me to get you some tea? Or something . . . else?" Holy fuck, he sounded so awkward. It was like he had never talked to a woman in his life!

A warm smile spread across Kagome's lips. "No, I'm fine, thank you." Her eyes made it seem like she genuinely appreciated the gesture. "But my highlighter just died, actually. Do you have one I can use?"

"Yeah, top drawer." Inuyasha pointed but kept his eyes on his shoes. He knew a blush had crept across his face. But – wait – maybe the top drawer wasn't a good idea?

"Oh, hey, wait-"

Too late. Kagome had slid the drawer open and was staring at its contents with wide eyes. "Oh, wow." She jumped back, as if the handle had burned her. He knew dozens of condoms were staring back at her.

Inuyasha chuckled nervously. He knew condoms were the least of his problems here. "Is practicing safe sex a crime?"

"I'm impressed you at least do that . . ." Kagome trailed off as she reached inside the drawer and pulled out an object that was shaped like a pen – a larger, thicker pen with no ink inside it.

"What is this thing?" she asked curiously.

"Not a highlighter, I'll tell you that. You know, I'm just gonna go, uh, shower." No one had ever accused Inuyasha of running from anything, but if anyone else had seen him them, they would say he ran from that room like a bat out of hell. The reprieve of solitude in the bathroom could not come fast enough.

As he darted from the room, Kagome was still investigating the object in her hands. She noticed there as a button near the top, so she pressed it to see what it would do. As she did, the object began to vibrate noisily. Kagome squeaked, dropping it on her textbook. She furiously fished out her bottle of spray sanitizer and began to spray off everything on the bed – the vibrator, her textbook, her notecards – before spraying some on her hands. Reluctantly, she picked up the vibrator again, pressed the button to turn it off again, and dropped it back inside the drawer before slamming the offending piece of furniture closed.

Kagome shook her head, put back in her headphones, and made a point to focus on the notecards and nothing else.

By the time Inuyasha made it back to the bedroom, Kagome was asleep in his bed.

My bed. The one place I never thought this woman would be, he thought.

He was not afraid (okay, maybe a little afraid) to admit that he drug the shower out as long as possible. Part of it was wanting to avoid any awkward conversation with Kagome pertaining to his extracurricular drawer. Another part was his imagination running away without his permission. Kagome's face, while partially disgusted, was intrigued by the vibrator. It wasn't hard to guess that she had never used one before. Hell, he doubted she had ever seen one before. But that line of thinking is what got his imagination going: He imagined him teaching her how to use the pleasure toy, running it over every curve of her naked body, teasing her nipples before finally giving her the ultimate pleasure by swirling around her clit –

He ended up having to rub one out. He hadn't masturbated this much in years. Inuyasha had called Yura out of desperation for the real thing – and he knew she was always a solid partner - but ever since he met Kagome, his desire for other women had diminished. He couldn't bring himself to have his usual hook ups – in fact, Yura had been the only one he had since meeting the human woman. It didn't help that almost every interaction he had with her ended with him having to jerk off.

It was embarrassing. She really was going to be the death of his sex life.

He really didn't even know why she was special. Her scent was intoxicating, sure, and she was objectively attractive. But was that really it? Maybe it was the fact that, besides Sango, she was the first woman he had met that didn't want to jump his bones. That made him want to jump hers even more.

Oh, how the turn tables.

When Kagome heard the bedroom door slowly click open, she shut her eyes. She was having trouble falling asleep, but for some reason, she didn't want Inuyasha to know she was still awake. Perhaps it was the whole debacle with the vibrator . . .

She heard his footsteps cross the room. For such a muscular guy, he was surprisingly light on his feet. If she had been asleep, she would not have woken to his presence.

Kagome decided to peek to see what he was doing. She cracked one eye open just slightly. The first sight she was met with was back - broad, muscular back. She bit her lip as her eyes trailed lower. A towel was wrapped around his waist, and he was picking something out of his dresser.

Shit, even his lower back is muscular!, she observed. Unfortunately, she was so lost in her observations that she didn't notice Inuyasha reaching for the towel around his waist –

until he let it fall to the floor, revealing bare ass and toned legs.

Kagome clamped a hand to her mouth to keep from gasping. She didn't mean to see1 It was an accident!

Inuyasha was pulling up his boxer briefs to cover himself when he heard an ever-so-slight movement from behind him. His left ear twitched, swiveling in the direction of the noise. When he turned, Kagome had her eyes closed, still sleeping peacefully. She must have shifted in her sleep.

Inuyasha crossed the room to the bed. The thought suddenly crossed his mind that he hoped Kagome wasn't one of those squirmy, restless sleepers. If so, he was in for a night of trouble.

As he slid beneath the covers, the half-demon couldn't help but smile at the young woman's peaceful countenance. It was a little odd, because her heart rate was elevated, but her breathing was otherwise even. He shrugged. Maybe she was just dreaming.

As Inuyasha settled more into the covers, turning his back to Kagome, Kagome was praying to every kami she knew of that had pulled off feigning being asleep.