Tales Of A Youkai Frat House

The two Youkai looked at each other nervously. Tonight was their big chance—To prove that they could hang with the ‘big dogs’ on campus and be in one of the most famous and infamous frat houses on campus. All it took was one little show of loyalty and they’d be in.

“Ida know…are you sure this is a good idea?” one asked the other.

“Hey, I’m not cool with the idea either, but now is not the time to chicken out! I’ve wanted this since freshman year!” he growled in reply.

The more nervous of the two watched, as his pledge brother looked through the thick military binoculars from their perch in the great oak tree. Their perch happened to have been located a few feet away from a large mansion that had been turned into a Sorority house only a few years earlier. They were scouting for their…‘prey’, their ‘offering’, and their main ticket into the Master Youkai Elite. Their little stakeout had lasted six nights in a row, spent by gathering information, their daily schedules and such. Now, their mission was half-over. Once they took pictures of the ladies and presented a list of their interests and such, they’d be half done with the mission.

“Hey, what about her?” the one peeping whispered excitedly.

He handed the binoculars to his nervous frat brother who took a keen look through them and couldn’t help but feel a small pang of arousal spike through him. She was definitely attractive…She had long, bright red hair that glistened from her recent shower and the white towel around her slender body was all that was keeping her from being out and out nude. She was walking down the hall and stopped in front of another door. She knocked on it, waited for a second and entered. The boys almost fought for the binoculars as the redhead entered the room of an equally attractive girl, maybe a little younger than her. She had long, brown hair and bright, brown eyes. She was currently dressed in a yellow camisole and a pair of white panties. She was sitting on the large bed against the window the boys were spying through. The redhead sat down on the bed beside the girl with a grin and began a small conversation with her. The boy holding the binoculars licked his lips.

“Look at her…She’s so cute and innocent! She’ll never see it coming!”

“Yeah, but who would want her?” the other asked skeptically.

“Old ‘Cold and stiff’ might. He likes those types of girls.”

“What about the redhead? She’s pretty hot! Exotic looking too!”

“Stop yakking and start taking pictures!”

Doing as he was told, he quickly grabbed the Polaroid camera and began snapping shots of the redhead. The boys continued to watch as the girls continued to talk until another girl came in. This one was wearing a pair of pink, cotton track pants and a white camisole. Her brown hair was pulled into a ponytail and she was on her phone with someone. She paused the conversation on the phone to turn to the girls sitting on the bed. There was a small interchange before all three girls got up and left the room. They were met in the hallway by a girl wrapped in a green towel and taking a matching one and drying off her wavy black hair. There was another small interchange before the four of them disappeared out of sight.

“Where are they going…?” he muttered to himself.

He handed the binoculars to his friend and leaned slightly out of the tree. There was a delivery guy at the door holding four pizzas and a six-pack of soda. The girls greeted the lucky sonofabitch with great enthusiasm, hugging him and one even giving him a kiss on the cheek! In towels, panties and pajamas nonetheless! A grin spread over one of the pledge’s lips. It was then a brilliant plan was formed in his mind.

“Dude, what are you doing?” his irritated companion asked him.

“Finding out a way to get inside. It just suddenly came to me. C’mon, let’s go back to the house.”

Like shadows in the night, they left their perches stealthily and within moments, were arriving back at their ‘base’. The fraternity house was the oldest on campus and only demons and hanyou were allowed to join…the elite ones of course. Upon arriving back home, they were greeted by one of the older brothers. He was a junior with a reputation for being a lecher and had both amazing spiritual powers along with the powers that came from being the only son of a very powerful spider demon. Kami only knew where the rest of the other members and pledges were, but then again, maybe they didn’t want to know.

“Ah, Ginta, Hakkaku…welcome back, guys.”

After greeting them with a smile, he asked how their night had gone, all the while keeping a smirk from crossing his lips—New pledges would do just about anything to be in the MEY frat, no matter how immoral it was.

“Took you guys long enough. How was the stakeout?” he asked as he led them upstairs.

“We got a lot of good candidates for this!” Hakkaku quickly offered.

“Is that so?” he asked with a smirk, narrowing his dark blue eyes.

They all stopped in front of two, French-crafted large doors that stood out quite extravagantly in the entire frat house. The two pledges swallowed nervously. Their job was almost done. Their ‘older brother’ opened both doors and their sensitive noses were greeted by the strong scent of cinnamon, sex and lilacs. It was obvious where the cinnamon scent was wafting from and it was even more obvious where the lilac was coming from…

“M…maybe we shouldn’t interrupt them…!” the younger pledge, Ginta stammered.

“Nonsense, he won’t mind.” He assured them.

“You sure?” Hakkaku asked once more.

“You’d better have good news, otherwise, I’m sure he will.”

As they entered the room, both pledges took in the overall appearance of the room. There was an expensive white carpet that covered the large room, a fireplace against the back wall and an enormous canopy bed in the center of the room. The sheer curtains were closed, but because of the dim lighting coming from the lights inside of the canopy, they all got quite the peep show. The younger pledges were both amazed and slightly unnerved at the sight before them. As they drew closer to the bed, they could see the shirtless young man resting with his back against the strong and expensive oak headboard with his legs slightly spread apart. Even though he was wearing a pair of black pajama pants, the naked beauty between his legs with her perfect ass in the air and her face in his crotch gave away the embarrassingly obvious situation. They were greeted by the glow of angry red eyes and the two pledges wanted to make a run for the door.

“This had better be good, Miroku.” He said with an irritated growl.

“It is. Ginta and Hakkaku have returned from their…mission.”

“Really, well, let me see what you have?”

Miroku looked back at the two pledges just as the young man behind the curtains snapped his fingers and the curtains pulled backwards around the bed. The boys got a crystal clear of the girl kneeled between his legs, noticing the pink bullet attached the girl’s clit and vibrating at it’s highest setting. Ginta and Hakkaku weren’t exactly sure what to say or even think when the girl came as her ‘master’ filled her mouth with cum. After a small moan, the girl fell forward, swallowing every single drop that invaded her mouth. Her master undid the pink bullet attached to her and then gave her a small kiss.

“Good girl. Now, get dressed and I’ll see you next week.”

“Next week? But, Inuyasha-Sama…!” she whined.

He smirked, putting a hand atop of her head. She was pretty, so he was really hoping that she wouldn’t press her luck.

“If you’re greedy, I won’t have any more use for you.”

“But it’s not fair…!” she pushed further.

“Don’t be so greedy. You know you’re not my only girl.” He said, his patience waning.

“But I want to be!” she quickly countered.

Suddenly the atmosphere in the room turned cold. Ginta and Hakkaku took a step backwards while Miroku just stood his ground. With a cold smile, Inuyasha shrugged.

“Then I don’t have any use for you.”

With a quick snap of his wrists, he yanked the girl by her beautiful brown hair, pulling her head forward…and completely off of her shoulders. Hakkaku paled while Ginta stood there in horror as her blood covered Inuyasha, his bed sheets and his long, silver hair. Her naked, decapitated body fell forward onto him and he kissed the head’s lips gently.

“I told you not to get greedy.”

With a quick flick of his wrists, he tossed the girl’s head into the fire, lifting up her body and quickly tossing it in there as well. He took a deep breath as the girl’s flesh and organs began to emit a smell he often compared to the autumn wind whenever leaves were being burned. No one said anything about how casually he’d taken the girl’s life. When the majority of her body had been burned in the enormous fire, he turned to them and asked what they wanted. Ginta fainted the second he took a step towards them and Hakkaku followed suit. Inuyasha looked at the two fainted pledges that’d fallen on his white carpet, obviously shell-shocked. Miroku gave him a slight sigh.

“Inuyasha, was that necessary?”

“That girl was starting to get on my nerves anyway. Shame too…she had the sweetest pussy.”

“That isn’t what I was talking about, though to kill such a beautiful girl like that was a bit of a waste. Why do it in front of the two new pledges?”

“Because they had to see it sooner or later.” He replied casually.

Inuyasha turned his back on Miroku in favor of removing the expensive sheets and pillowcases from his bed that were now soaked in blood. He’d have to ask his dad for new pillowcases now. He looked at the white carpet with slight irritation before looking at Miroku.

“Remind me to call the steam cleaner tomorrow. This shit will never come out if I don’t.”

“Yeah, yeah, now what about our two pledges here? I’m pretty sure that they had some important info to give us before, well, you know, scarring them for life.”

“They’re full demons, they shouldn’t be scarred and if they are, those queers don’t need to be in this Fraternity.”

“I understand that, but we are going to be the first the suspect for all these girls missing. I mean, what is this, your eighth murder this week, all because girls want you to commit? Whatever happened to saying ‘Sorry, I’m not looking for a relationship’? No, of course not. Not you. You always take it two, or like, two hundred steps too far!”

Miroku watched his oldest and best friend stand up and stretch, hearing a few of his bones pop as well, as if he didn’t care. The ability to kill so coldly must have come from his older brother, but Inuyasha’s was rather sadistic about how he killed his girls. Or anyone for that matter.

“Well, anyway, get that sexy maid in here first thing in the morning.”

“She’s too damn terrified of you!”

“Exactly. She knows when I do her, she knows not to ask for a relationship.”

Miroku just rolled his eyes in slight irritation. If Inuyasha was going to kill pretty girls, why couldn’t he be a little subtler like he was? Miroku let a smirk form across his lips. Whenever Miroku had to ‘silence’ a woman, his instincts as the son of a spider demon took over—Simply suck her blood out and fill her veins with his venom. Simple. No, Inuyasha had to kill them in all sorts of brutal ways. Miroku’s thoughts were interrupted by a groaning sound and he realized the two brothers were coming around. Hakkaku was the first to come around and remember what had happened. Ginta woke several minutes later, the memory of what had just transpired clear as day in his mind. When they looked around to see if Inuyasha was near them, he was in the process of changing his bed sheets. He’d already managed to clean the blood off of himself pretty well. Miroku was sitting on the large chest at the end of Inuyasha’s bed. Hakkaku elbowed Ginta, seeing how it was he who had the pictures in his hand. Inuyasha was intimidating by anyone’s standards. Not as bad as his older brother, but still, when he got pissed…

“So, let me see what you got.” He said, turning his attention on the awake, but still startled brothers.

“Um…wh…what about that girl…” Ginta stammered nervously.

“She’s firewood now. Anyway, if you guys are freaked out by what you just saw, then you’ll never make it this fraternity. We’re demons…we still kill.” Inuyasha replied coldly.

“But for a Hanyou to kill in cold blood…” Hakkaku quickly spoke up.

The room turned cold and Inuyasha turned slowly and looked at Hakkaku. Ginta looked at him, damn near panic-stricken.

“I…Inuyasha! He wasn’t saying that Hanyou don’t kill, it’s just…! We thought Hanyou wouldn’t harm another human being!”

Miroku watched Inuyasha carefully to make sure the Inu Hanyou wouldn’t bring any harm to their fellow brother’s younger sibling. Inuyasha walked towards them, smelling the fear radiating off their bodies. He simply smirked.

“Well, I’m not like all other Hanyou. Now, the pictures.”

“We…we just want to make sure no harm come to the girls!” Ginta spoke up once more.

“That all depends on them. Pictures. Now.” He said coldly.

Ginta nervously walked over to Inuyasha and handed him six pictures. Inuyasha smirked at them as he held them like he would a hand of cards. He looked at Miroku.

“Pick a card, any card…”

“I get to choose? Inuyasha, you’re too kind.” Miroku chuckle, rising from where he was sitting at the foot of Inuyasha’s bed.

“Hey, what can I say, I enjoy surprises. Birthdays only come once a year.”

Ginta and Hakkaku wondered what the hell was going on. Was this all over someone’s birthday party? Miroku almost felt sorry for the two new pledges—Their oldest biological brother had been a member since he was a freshman. Back then, things hadn’t been so sadistic…Then again, Inuyasha wasn’t in charge at that point. Ginta seemed like the voice of reason—Really soft and friendly. Hakkaku was more of the ‘take action’ of the pair. Both were traits they shared with their older brother, who, much to Miroku’s irritation, didn’t plan on being around when their plans unfolded. Inuyasha turned to Inuyasha and shook his head. He didn’t play guessing games with any of his women—What if they weren’t attractive? There was no way in hell he was doing an ugly chick.

“Nope, I want to see my options. Especially before you get your hands on them. God only knows what they’ll be like after they get done with you.”

“Damn, you’re such a tight ass. Alright, come here. You two as well.”

They followed Inuyasha over to his desk where her turned on the lights and spread the pictures out on the table. Miroku’s eyes widened—The shots were pretty good and of the girls when they were in very vulnerable states. Inuyasha smirked at Ginta who’d frozen the second Inuyasha made eye
contact with him.

“Not bad, pup. Your big brother would be pretty proud of you.”

“Th…thanks. Is there anything else we need to do?” Hakkaku asked, speaking for Ginta who seemed too nervous to speak.

Hakkaku wished he hadn’t asked the question because the second it left his lips, Miroku and Inuyasha looked at each other with smirks. Miroku pat Hakkaku on his shoulder with a none too comforting smile.

“Well, I’m curious to know if you’re good with rope…”

While Miroku escorted Hakkaku and Ginta out of the room, to discuss further plans with them, Inuyasha looked down at the pictures. He recognized some of these girls, though he’d never gotten to meet them or know them on…more intimate terms. There were definitely beautiful, to say the least, but he wouldn’t fuck around with any girl apart of THAT sorority and he meant that both literally and metaphorically. The girls of the EKC—the ‘Elite Kitsune Core’, called ‘Kitsunes’ themselves, possessed some form of spiritual power and he definitely didn’t want any part of any woman that possessed spiritual powers. He looked in the mirror, as a constant reminder as to why: there was absolutely nothing sitting atop of his head in the mess of silver hair. There used to be two, dog-ears, actually, but when he fucked with the wrong miko and broke up with her after two nights, he paid the price. She’d purified a part of him and he was left with neither human ears nor demon ears. It was a small wonder how he could still hear, or even that he could hear, period. Fortunately, his long, white tufts of hair dangling down past his shoulders hid that fact quite well, unless his hair was pull backwards. Even then, no one said anything, though, there were those ignorant enough to assume that his lack of any type of ears meant that he was deaf and taunt him for it. Inuyasha wasted no time in bringing them to their coffins. Inuyasha turned away from the desk and glanced over at the fireplace where his previous lover had turned to nothing but ash. He hated when girls got all clingy. He only hoped that the girl Miroku would get for his birthday wouldn’t be anything like that. Especially because she had to pass a ‘rigorous inspection’ by him, personally, just to see if she was fit for handling Miroku. It was all about being the alpha male in this fraternity his father along with Miroku’s father, Kouga’s father and Shippou’s father assembled long, long ago.

“Inuyasha?”

Inuyasha quickly looked at the door and saw Miroku leaning against it, arms crossed over his bare chest. Small wonder why women flocked to him by the dozens—Miroku had what few men possessed: extreme charisma and pure animal magnetism. Girls always asked him about that large spider-shaped burn on his back, or asked where he got those pretty dark eyes from. Girls stopped him when he was working out to get the body he used to lure in girls. A lot of the guys often joked that even though Miroku was the son of a spider demon, he hardly needed to catch girls using a web. But Inuyasha also knew he couldn’t trust anyone else except for Miroku. They’d been through a lot together and had been friends since very early childhood. An odd couple they were—a spider demon and an inu hanyou, but they’d always been close, no matter what.

“Are you here to yell at me for killing…?”

“No, I’m here to take my pick of the young ladies. Also, I need to collect the pictures so I can give them back to the two pups. They need to know what girl we’re going to surprise you with, right?”

“Ah, where are Ginta and Hakkaku, anyway?” Inuyasha asked when he didn’t see the two brothers behind Miroku.

“Resting for now. I’m pretty sure they are second-guessing themselves about joining this frat.”

“Let them second-guess all they want. Anyway, let me take a gander at these pictures with you. The suspense of the one you might pick for me just kills me, especially knowing your taste in women, so it just might literally kill me.” He sighed with a small chuckle.

Miroku walked over to the desk with Inuyasha following behind him. For several moments, Miroku deliberated on which girl he wanted. They all looked very cute, had great smiles and great bodies too. Inuyasha’s amber eyes roamed over the pictures of the girls as well. Not one demon in the entire mixture. They were all human—Humans he had to take precautions with.

“So, about those spells and wards…” Inuyasha began.

“Already taken care of. I’ve poured some of my strongest spiritual energy I can into a few sutras that you can place on your bedposts. It will negate purifying spiritual powers for over twenty-four hours. I assume you’ll want the usual ropes and everything? I mean, she isn’t gonna take a shine to you if she knows you’re basically trying to draw the Essence out of her, right?” Miroku asked dryly.

“It really all depends on how quick she is to obey, y’know? That’ll be all I need with this girl. Anyway, they all look pretty good…”

Inuyasha turned his back with a small chuckle.

“Go ahead, pick for me. Surprise me.”

Miroku looked at the pictures on the desk and focused his attention on their smiles, their bodies and their bright eyes. When he believed he’d found a girl for Inuyasha’s annual ‘festival’, Miroku collected the pictures off of the desk and let Inuyasha know he could turn back around.

“So, am I going to like her?” Inuyasha asked casually.

“You’d better. Anyway, I’m going to bed.” He stretched.

“Tired already?”

“No, I’ve got someone waiting for me there. That’s the only logical reason a sane man would want to go to bed before eight. Laters, man.”

He waved to his friend with his usual ‘I’m about to get laid’ smile. He wore it ninety percent of the time, after all. Inuyasha chuckled to himself as he walked over to his closet. Miroku probably wore the same smile in his sleep. As he raided his closet for spare blankets to replace the bloodied ones, an all too familiar box fell out of the closet and to the ground. The small brown box, completely locked with a silver box made Inuyasha panic. He quickly picked it up, looked around as if someone had seen it and shoved it back into the closet. That was the last thing anyone needed to see…especially himself.

Once Inuyasha found clean blankets he made up his bed and waited for nine-o-clock to roll around. Miroku was wrong…He didn’t have a different girl for every day, he had a girl for every hour. He laid in the large comfortable bed and gave a small sigh. Azumi would be here soon, then Mizuho at ten and then two more girls until midnight rolled around. He’d sleep until morning, go to class…and when nightfall rolled around, the real fun would begin…

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A/N: Well, hate it, love it? I want to try for something darkish and since EVERYONE seems to be doing a college-based fic and I’m in college, lol, I though I would do my own little college bound fic! I like the suspense and mystery of it and this is really based off of no particular frat down here, lol! Review and lemme know what you think!!! PS: Update for Hell Hath No Fury coming soon! My muse has returned!!! (Thank you new school semester!)