Fuck!

So I've been avoiding Inuyasha for a little bit now.

After that very….intense session, I blacked out. I don't remember what happened after Inuyasha started thrusting but guess who recorded it?

Ding! Ding! You are correct and yes he did.

He sent me the video of what he recorded, starting from when he asked his first question. I almost didn't recognise me when the camera panned over me. I sounded so wanton and needy. Inuyasha had managed to record up till he was inside me and then he put the phone down. It continued recording the ceiling with the sounds of our fucking in the background. It made me feel so hot, bothered and turned on. Not just from the sounds he fucked out of me echoing in his room but hearing his claims to me.

"Take it…..All of it…..Ssshit All of this is yours, baby."

or

"Mmmmm…..you always feel so fucking good….Fuck, you dont even know what you've done to me."

I truly don't know what I'm doing but a small part of me hopes it's mutual. The major part is registering that this agreement has become a situationship with extra steps and to say I haven't noticed how attentive he became in a short space of time would be a lie.

I mean, not all situationships are so bad but I'm not sure how I feel about it.

No. I do know how I feel but….I don't know if i deserve it.

Moving through the absolute whirlwind of emotions and past feelings that I guessed dulled over time has been a major distraction for a few days and as the semester progressed with more and more mini tests and labs, I felt I was falling a little behind.

So I diverted my time to the library or just stayed by my desk in my dorm to study. He'd still text me here or there. I hadn't specifically asked for space but he was silently giving it to me, oddly being very good at reading me now. I guess I had been avoiding him for too long before he decided to call me.

We never called each other, sending a quick text was how we usually communicated so once again I'm thrown out of sorts by this man, seeing his name pop up on the caller id while I watched the phone ring before quickly deciding to answer it.

" What do you want?"

" Hi. Nice to hear you too, Miroku."

" If it's not important, Shitty-Yasha, I'd like to return to this lab I need to finish."

" Fine, I'll be quick. Come get groceries with me."

Grocery shopping. He called because he wanted company while shopping?

"I'll buy you anything you want."

"Anything?"

"Anything. You know I got it like that."

I scoffed a laugh into the receiver. I'm not against free shit, who would be? I'm a uni student for Pete's sake. We live for free shit.

"Free groceries just for tagging along? Hmmm I don't know? I've got sooo much work to do," I drawled, clearly playing hard to get. I don't actually. I was doing a lab to get ahead of the class. I was already back on track from a few days ago.

"I'll throw in dinner and boba tea from that one place you're always talking about in the mall next to the Total Foods." It stunned me a little that he had made a note of something like that, feeling my cheeks become warm with a blush.

I shouldn't feel so flushed about something so small.

Stop that!

I slapped myself lightly in the face and took a breath before answering.

"I guess that'll have to do. But no funny business." I say, trying to sound bored.

"Great, it's a date. Now my little plaything can stop avoiding me."

Wait, did he just call it a- This motherfucker did not just call me his "little play thing"?!

"One, I am not avoiding you!," I say, lying through my teeth," and two, don't call me that, you infuriating ass!"

"Uh huh, just meet me at my place in an hour. Later, Miroku."

He didn't give me the chance to retort before ending the call. I'll give him a piece when I see him.

~~.~~

While perusing the shelves, my mind would drift to the man holding a bottle of detergent at the end of the aisle. Kagome had said Inuyasha was kind of like the mother or ring leader of the group from what she observed from him and his roommates. So maybe this is just him including me out of habit. But that still doesn't solve my first issue I have after the incident involving Bankotsu. It made me realise that maybe the intolerance I thought we shared for each other was heavily one sided. Inuyasha was probably just a kid having to deal with another annoying him. Was I doing that now? Am I still just a nuisance?

Of course you're a fucking nuisance.

I feel a sharp pain run up the back of my head. I flinched and rubbed the offending area. Great, now I've got stress migraines and headaches again. I haven't had them for ages but I never forgot the feeling.

I didn't notice Inuaysha had moved back to me till I felt his hands massage up my neck into my scalp. I became like putty in his hands once his thumbs started rubbing a particular spot.

"Stress headaches again?"

" Yea…..you get them too?"

"No. But I remember you used to get them a lot when we were younger. How about we when we get back to campus, I will give you a massage to help with that?"

"A massage sounds like funny business, Inuyasha," I say, side-eying him.

"I promise, no funny business," he smiled, raising his hands up in a surrender pose.

Tiredly, I agreed.

After we got our groceries and put them in the car, we got dinner at a restaurant next to the place that sold the Boba Tea. Once we ordered and I finally got my Taro Boba, we waited in the parking lot for the buzzer to go off letting us know we could pick our food up.

"Can I ask you something?"

" You just did," Inuyasha retorted.

" Ass," I called him, rolling my eyes, "did you avoid me in freshman year because recently, you seem to always be around?"

Inuyasha took a sip of his tea before answering.

"Maybe…...yes," he mumbled at the end.

" Ohhhhhhhh and you want to grill me for avoiding you?"

" Could you blame me though? I didn't want to deal with you then in fear you might not have changed at all and still thought I was the bane of your existence. "

" You still are," I added quickly.

" And at the party, I couldn't just leave you with that fucker? Did you want me to leave you with that creep?"

"I guess not," I conceded.

" You guess not," He said in a mocking voice,"but seriously. You-you've gotten soft."

"Soft."

"Yeah. You don't snap at me anymore with the same amount of venom you had back then. So yes, I'd say "soft'."

"Maybe you are right. I do think I'm tolerating your bullshit more nowadays."

"Come onnn. You're gonna have to admit at some point you like me and I'm not holding you hostage."

"Keep. Waiting." I smirked back defiantly for him to roll his eyes in return.

"Fine…let me ask you this. Do you remember when we met?"

"In middle school. We shared P.E for a class and I tried to knock you out with a basketball," I said grinning, remembering the bruise I left on his forehead when the ball did connect with it.

"Of course you'd remember that," he huffed, "anything before that?"

I turned to look at him with a raised brow in question. Before? I don't remember anything like meeting him before middle school.

" Are you saying we met before or something? My memory's a little blurry."

"Really? It still is?" He said somberly. It further confuses as to why he was even asking. I tried to remember but I came up blank.

" Think back to kindergarten. Think you can remember?"

" We did not….we did not meet in kindergarten."

"...we did."

I tried again to remember my life past the age of 6. Honestly, I tried to block out that part of my life because…..because-

A sharp pain strikes through my head before there is an unbearable pounding. I collapse onto the ground, holding my head in my hand as I groan and whimper in pain. Another strike of pain hits when a memory flashed across my mind. It was a face, it was angry and red and screaming at me.

I felt hands on my arms. Thinking the owner of the face was grabbing me, I tried to shove them away.

"Hey, hey, it's me. It's just me. It's okay." Inuyasha's voice sounded far away to my ears though I could feel his arms pull me to his body.

" Fuck, Im sorry. I shouldn't have asked that. I didn't- Miroku? Miroku!"