HEARTLESS

CHAPTER 10


“IZAYOI!” said Toga in a voice that brokered no argument. He did not like the way his wife was looking at Akane.

“What?” His wife snapped heatedly.

“Sesshomaru, I suggest you and Akane talk elsewhere.” Toga announce “Rin, Inuyasha go to your room and do your homework.”

“But dad its Friday!” whined his son.

“Do as I say boy!” Toga ordered.

“Keh! Let’s go Rin.” said Inuyasha relented, offering his hand to his sister

“But Rin wants to see mommy and Akane fight,” she replied taking his hand and looking back at the adults.

“Izayoi, do you mind meeting me in the study? There’s something I need to show you.” Toga said giving his wife
a forced smile that was more of a grimace.

Izayoi glared at him, and left the dinning room huffily.

“You two get lost.” he ordered the two paramours before he tossed the rest of his drink down his throat, trying not
to grimace as the scotch seared a trail to his stomach. Sesshomaru got up, giving his father an apologetic look before
leaving the room and Akane behind. It took Akane a few seconds before she realized that Sesshomaru had left without
waiting for her; she went after him.

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Akane slammed the door to Sesshomaru’s room, locking it with a sharp click.

Sesshomaru settled down on his lazy boy looking at her in bored silence.

“Well?” Akane demanded; her face darkening with anger as Sesshomaru remained mute.

“Damn you; Sesshomaru do you enjoy doing this to me?” she cried, her long legs taking her over to where he reclined
nonchalantly. When he maintained his deadpan look, she drew her arm back to slap him, but he stopped her by grabbing
her wrist and twisting it.

“Aww!” she yelped, her knees buckling and she fell to the floor in front of him. Sesshomaru seized her other wrist and held
them in one hand pulling her arms against his chest; with the other, he wrapped his fingers through her hair, forcing her to
look up at him from between his legs.

“I told you that I was not going out with you tonight; so why are you here?” he questioned coldly.

Akane ignored his question. “So does Kagura know about me?” she demanded infuriatingly.

“Did you tell her about me before you fucked her?” she insisted.

“Akane, I am not fucking her.” He retorted dismissively.

“What is she to you?” inquired Akane forcefully, struggling to twist her wrists free from his grip.

“She’s an insignificant person. Why are you acting like this? You never cared before who I fucked as long as I came back to you.”
he pointed out viciously. “Why the fuss now; you know I don’t give a damn about any of them, only you.” His stoic face made this
claim hard to believe.

“Let go of me!” she commanded.

“No.” He moved his hand from her hair and brushed his thumb against her lower lip; Akane could feel Sesshomaru getting hard.

“If she’s so insignificant why did you have ice cream with her?” She demanded, tilting her head back to keep his thumb from going
into her mouth.

“I see you’re well informed; did your little spy tell you about us stopping to get ice cream? Did he tell you about her brother winning
a thousand dollars off me, hmmm? I’ll say she’s an expensive fuck don’t you suppose? Maybe I should fuck her and give you cause
to be angry with me. I told you; she’s no one, just a girl I gave a ride to; she thanked me by buying me some excellent ice cream…
remind me to take you there sometime.” He added maliciously. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” he warned her when she tried to
bite his thumb.

“I hate you!” she snarled.

“I don’t think so.” He countered, leaning down to kiss her lips; she responded eagerly kissing him back.

“Word around is that Yura and her are lovers” she murmured when they separated for a moment, the lie rolling smoothly off her tongue.

“Is that what your rat told you?” he inquired between kisses. “You sound jealous.”

“Do I have cause to be?” she asked, turning her face away from his.

“If you got a thing for Yura… I guess you should be,” he taunted, watching her reaction.

“You know damn well what I meant… let go of me you jerk!” she snapped, struggling against him.

“You’re behaving like a groupie again,” he remarked, smirking.

“How dare you say that to me you son of a bitch!” she shouted furiously.

Sesshomaru pushed her back and Akane landed on her butt.

“Get out.” he ordered harshly.

“No.” Akane refused, eyes narrowing.

“As I told you earlier, Akane I’m not in the mood,” he replied, dismissing her.

Akane knew she would not win the argument this way, so she tried another approach; crawling back to him, she knelt between
his legs, smiling deviously up at him. “Your lips say one thing but your body is saying something else, lover.” she remarked
running her fingers along his length.

“Enough!” Yet he made no move to impede her.

Her skillful fingers unbuttoned his jeans “Oh, my!” She exclaimed as she continuing to remove his erection from the silky restraints
of his Kelvin Kline’s; Sesshomaru raised his hips slightly to make her job easier.

“Akane my mother could walk in on us.” he warned.

“Don’t worry; I locked the door.” she reassured him before pulling him into her mouth.

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Toga made his way to the study, expecting to receive an earful from his wife; he detested when she got this way; it reminded him of
how she was when they first met. ‘What an icy bitch she was back then,’ he thought, but he knew that when ice melted it made steam; all
he had to do was be the heat source. Toga paused outside the study door, taking a deep breath.

‘I know you’re not scared of a woman,’ said a malicious voice in his head; this made Toga scowl.

‘I’m not afraid of her’ he scolded himself.

'Then stop acting the fool by hesitating.’ reprimanded his inner voice.

‘Oh, be quiet,’ he ordered his mental self, muttering aloud, “I need to stay away from the scotch.” Toga opened the door, preparing
to do battle with his wife, but found that the study was empty. “Why that…that…witch!” he exclaimed for lack of a better word. Toga
stormed out of the study in search of his wife.

“IZAYOI!”

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Inuyasha was preparing to jump backwards onto his bed when he heard his father called his mom. “What a dick weed; as if she was
going to do what he said, keh!” he said aloud before landing on his back. He reached over to the nightstand, grabbing the stereo
remote control and pressing play; ignoring his homework.

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Muso leaned against the elevator wall; he was tired but horny for some reason so he was on his way to Rachel’s apartment hoping
she felt the same way… well the horny part anyway.

The elevator doors slid open; Muso walked down the hall to his girlfriend’s door putting the white roses he had bought for her in his
left hand as he knocked on her door.

“Who is it?” asked a voice on the other side.

“Muso.” he replied.

“Hey.” Rachel greeted warmly after opening the door.

“Hello,” answered Muso holding the roses out to her.

“Oh, Muso how sweet!” cried Rachel taking the flowers from him and giving him a brief kiss.

“Come in. I hope you’re hungry,” she said to him heading for the kitchen to put the roses in water.

Muso removed his jacket and hung it from the rack next to the door. “Yes, I am.”

“Good, dinner is ready to be served.” she told him from the sink. Muso crept up behind her, reaching over to wrap his arms around her waist.

“Why don’t we do dessert first, then dinner.” he suggested rubbing his hardness against her behind. Rachel set the vase down in the
sink, turning within the circle of his arms to face him.

“Well, well… aren’t we horny today?” she teased, wrapping her arms around his neck in return and kissing him passionately.

“Mmm...” Muso broke the kiss and lifting her bridal style he headed toward the bedroom. “I hope you don’t have class in the morning, because
you might be too tired to attend.” he informed her.

“Are you threatening me, officer Muso?” she demanded, in mock defense.

“No ma’am; I’m just stating a fact” he replied using his best imitation of Joe Friday.

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“Well that was excruciating,” Kagura commented to her friend.

“But worth the pain, and it was on sale!”

“I don’t know Yura; this dress is so not me.” Kagura argued, looking at the outrageous dress Yura had insisted she buy after she tried it on.

“Plus I got a dress I made for the party at home you know!”

“I’m telling you this is the type of dress you need to get a man’s undivided attention.” Yura assured her matter-of-factly

“I’m trying to get Sesshomaru’s attention not the brothel owners.” Kagura snapped, scowling at the dress.

“Are you crazy, there is nothing wrong with this dress!” snapped Yura.

“Can’t we get it in different color?”

“No, that shade of magenta red brings out your eyes. Now let’s find some red lipstick.”

“But Yura…I--”

“Maybe some black fishnets with some knee high boots…”

‘What? Black fishnets with some knee high boots… with that dress! That is a no-no.’ thought Kagura, frowning.

“Aha! I got it some open toe stilettos of the same color!” Yura continued striding ahead of Kagura, “and we have got to do
something with your hair; that bun will not do, my dear… and you could use some contacts too!” Yura stopped suddenly, causing
Kagura to bump into her. “Hey, aren’t you the fashion guru here?” insisted Yura, turning to face Kagura. “So why am I doing all the work?”

“Because if you let me pick the clothes, I’d go dressed like a librarian.” said Kagura retorted.

“This will not do, Kagura. How do you expect to make clothes for the mass public, but you can’t even dress yourself?”

“I can dress myself.” huff Kagura, “I just choose to be conservative when it comes to doing it.”

“It’s different, when I’m designing clothes for others; but this dress is so… risqué for me and besides my brothers would never let
me out of the house dressed like that.”

“Why wouldn’t they? There is nothing wrong with this dress!” grumbled Yura bring her hand up to her chin gazing at the magenta
colored dress “Why do you have a problem with it?” Yura’s eyes lighted. “Oh, I see… it will show your shoulders.”

Yura studied the sumptuous silk dress that featured an asymmetrical neckline with a jeweled ring accent. The flattering insets fell to a
fluid bias-cut skirt. The dress had a drop waist, a side zip and a straight back.

“Oh, you little virgin; you need to have more confidence in yourself, there is nothing outrageous about this dress, you just like to hide
your beautiful skin under those pretty kimono’s you make.” Some day fawning men will be vying for your attention because of the
clothes you wear and make.” Yura told her, face alight as she imagined Kagura’s future.

“Kagura you need to get out of that good girl persona you like to hide behind. I know who the real you is; she is a sexy, self-assured
girl, but you are also a beautiful, insolent, foulmouthed and cocky woman.” She proclaimed.

“You are a femme fatal.” Yura pointed out. “But until you retire that I’m a victim of when bad clothes happen to good people persona
you seemed to worship, you will continue to go unnoticed and ridiculed.” Yura haughtily concluded, giving Kagura a condescending look.

“Wait a minute Yura; are you insulting me?”

“No, you brainless twit, but perhaps I should.” Yura snapped at Kagura, and then grinned. “Just kidding, let’s go; we need to get the
other stuff.” said Yura reminded grabbing Kagura’s hands and dragging her along. "Lets finish shopping."


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Well, here is another chapter.
I would like to thank Midnight Unicorn for trying to make sense of this story by being my beta/co-writer.
(No more banging her head on the keyboard)
we will be re-writing the first 9 chapters so make sure you re-read them. Also thanks to the rest of you who
keep sending me ideas. And REVIEW!!!!

Tabi

P.S. MU, thanks for the chapters name.

Happy New Years to all.