bad boy

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bad boy

by kittie le sabre

Part 3 of 6


Inuyasha was standing in the parking lot outside the school smoking his fourth cigarette. He was in his usual pose, leaning against Tetsusaiga and watching the stairwell. He didn’t need a watch to tell the time. From the position of the sun…well fuck it, since it WAS overcast he decided to break down and peer at his watch.

2:40.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he grumbled underneath his breath feeling his stomach tightening with anticipation. When had this shit become something else besides the need to make her pay? The need to dominate and to have her submit to his dog demon urges?

All day he’d had an uneasy feeling, which is why he regretted not talking to Miroku before he stepped outside. After his little tete a tete with Kagome in the boys’ room he ignored what was bothering him long enough to focus on his instincts which told him he was being watched and trailed. But by whom? And for what?

True, he was hanyou AND the leader of The Fangs, and yes, he WAS the younger brother of the scariest motherfucker in the entire school. But up until now, no one had stepped into his territory except The Wolves, and hell, they stepped on everyone’s toes because they were scavengers and enforcers.

Something was happening and he needed to get answers and quick. He had a bad feeling, and he was never wrong about that kind of shit which is why he’d survived so long. His father was the type of youkai who never left anything to chance and he’d instilled that in both of his sons.

Glancing down at his watch again, he exhaled a long stream of smoke, not responding to the sudden tingle of chaotic energy he felt coming towards him. He knew who it was so he decided not to respond to it. He mentally counted to 20, waiting until the individual made their appearance. When the familiar sensation drifted away, he released an exasperated funnel of smoke into the air, and returned his full attention back to the school.

The school doors swung open and he allowed his youkai senses to hone in on the person who was standing there for several seconds at the threshold. The ningen male was average height, with meticulously groomed hair, wearing an excessively expensive pale gray Marc Jacobs suit that looked more like sophisticated night club wear rather than the attire of a professional working at a high school. The man scanned the courtyard below, looking for something, or rather someone. His dissipated features reflected all of his excesses and his narrow eyes had a cunning gleam that never left even when he offered his most charming laugh or smile. A/N: I want to say “beady eyes” but that sounds to cliché.

Inuyasha turned away, pretending to flick ash onto the blacktop while studying his back tire. He knew the bastard was watching him, totally aware of him. Then a new voice that Inuyasha recognized all too well interrupted the ningen’s distant examination. That gave Inuyasha time to return his gaze back to the man.

“Onigumo-san!”

Inuyasha gritted his teeth as Kouga suddenly appeared in the courtyard after walking from the side of the school with Ginta and Ayame following in his wake. Inuyasha gritted his teeth, all too aware that The Wolves were on some kind of vile errand for Naraku. The trio rushed up the stairs towards Onigumo who smirked and escorted them inside.

“Fucking wimpy ass wolf,” Inuyasha scoffed, snorting in contempt at the fact that his rival had not detected him in the parking lot but a pathetic excuse of a human had.
Yet again if he was fair, Onigumo had countless connections to The Spiders’ leader which granted him access to many abilities.

The air shifted again somewhere behind him with the same aura that was nearly piercing in its effective vibrancy. Inuyasha inhaled deeply, pleased that the new arrival was in sync with his wishes as usual. So the bouzo had decided to finally approach him huh? Wonder what distracted him from coming straight up to him. Inuyasha would stake his life on the fact that the “distraction” was female.

He called out, not bothering to turn around.

“Oi Miroku, where are you coming from?”

Miroku kept walking towards him until his friend could see him properly. He stopped when he was directly in front of Inuyasha who was stunned at seeing his grave expression.


“Had a few things to take care of,” Miroku replied, partially glancing away.

Inuyasha quirked an eyebrow, tossed his cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out. He looked at his friend, “keh’d” and then waited a few seconds before grunting out, “Sango, eh?”


“Sure. I just had a meeting with Sango.”

What the fuck is this about? Inuyasha wondered studying Miroku who wasn’t saying shit. It was more than obvious that something was wrong. He needed to deal with things first things first. Now wasn’t the time to pressure his best friend into confessing something about an illicit relationship. Besides, Sango wasn’t part of their world, their set, and she had a boyfriend. It was for the better if she was no longer a part of Miroku’s life. Inuyasha decided to hold his tongue but they had business to take care of and some of the youkai in the school were becoming reckless and bolder.

“Cigarette?” Inuyasha offered and Miroku mutely shook his head. Inuyasha shrugged and glanced down at his watch. 2:44.

Several moments passed and his second didn’t say another word. Inuyasha straightened up and moved to mount his bike. It was almost time to meet Kagome at the bleachers.

“Later. My place,” he told Miroku, starting the bike. “Keep an eye out on Kouga and crew. Some shit’s brewing and I need to know what’s happening. If you must, neutralize a couple of those motherfuckers if you have to cuz somebody’s been following me. I want NO interruptions for the next hour or so. Got it?”

Miroku merely nodded, and Inuyasha rode away, his long hair blowing behind him in the air. He released a long sigh, unhappy with the decision he was forced to make about Sango.

Sango had no clue about who and what Kanna and quite a few others were at Midoriko High. How ironic that the school housing youkai was named after a legendary priestess who’d battled and destroyed demons. Miroku felt that it was a type of sacrilege to have such a revered name when the principal was a dark miko, and the vice principal was a gangster who consorted with demons and worse.

Miroku knew he was tainted with the same brush because he was Inuyasha’s second but when one came to such a place as Midoriko High with powers like his, beggars could not be choosers. The first week he was there had been spent sealing demons who were intent on attacking him because he had no affiliations and was a ningen with holy powers. All ningen with powers of any kind were affiliated with a club. The “normal” humans were often oblivious to everything, except for the ones who’d become immersed in the seedier “underworld” of the school. Miroku knew that he had crossed the boundaries by becoming involved with a girl of the respectable ningen elite. He had no right to endanger her this way. He’d taken away her freedom and choice by not owing up to what he was and what he was involved with. But what did one expect from the son of a mystic with a predilection for vice?


Miroku had followed in his father’s footsteps true but he had sworn to keep his honor in tact when it came down to certain beliefs that he had sworn to uphold and defend. It was his duty to protect innocents like Sango; or ningen who had no idea that youkai existed.

His eyes widened as a sudden thought surfaced in his thoughts. Higurashi! He had failed to protect her! The least he could do was try and extract her from his leader’s clawed grasp before things got ugly. If Kanna knew about he and Sango, then the possibility was there that Kikyou knew about Kagome. No doubt the majority if not all of the youkai populous at the school knew that Inuyasha had placed his “mark” on the girl.

Fuck.

Miroku had failed to honor Sango’s heart but he could keep her physical well-being safe. Kagome was her friend and he owed it to both young women to safeguard them from the truth. Or at least try. All beautiful women deserved to be protected by a mystic.

With his mind made up, he went off in search of Kagome, hoping to intercept her from her meeting with Inuyasha. If she was like most, Miroku prayed that she would late for her appointment with his impatient demonic leader.

~*~*~*~*~*
Kagome was running late.

It was not her fault. Her last class, which was her favorite about the myths and legends of ancient Nippon, had been given a pop quiz. She’d found herself immersed in recalling the ancient stories about warriors, mystics, gods and demons. One question had thrown her which had to do with spells and subduing youkai. The girl was determined to find out more since she wasn’t quite sure what she was up against.

Inuyasha was hiding the truth from her. If he was a demon, did that mean there were more like him? Was she in danger?

She found herself sitting there at her desk for several minutes, glancing up at the clock. It was after 3pm. What would he do to her for being late? She shivered in a mixture of fear and anticipation.

Everyone had already left the room and she was still sitting here, making her tardiness worse. But for some reason, she was glued to her desk, unable to move as her mind raced.

Her cheeks burned hot rose when she thought about what they had done in the boys’ room. It made her question everything about her morals, her body and her feelings. She was strong and smart enough to know that there was an attraction between them and that it was not all just physical.

She thought about his comments to her when he’d kidnapped her. It gave her insight to suspect that perhaps Inuyasha had been hurt by someone. Kagome decided to get the full story on what made him behave as he did towards her. She snorted as she thought about Kikyou. There was no way that he could ever have been in love with that whore. Everyone knew what she was about and there was talk that his relationship with her had been all about convenience.

Kagome was determined not to be an object to him. She would find a way to gain the upper hand despite her lack of experience. She had allowed him to lead her into a mysterious place, peeling away layers of who she was to reveal something darker under the surface of her personal façade.


Finally, she took note that it was 3:15. With a sigh, she slowly got up, aware that underneath her skirt, she was wet. Her tender nipples filled with blood as she thought about the meeting and her heart started racing.

Inuyasha would not be happy with her.

“Kagome?”

Startled, Kagome glanced up to see Sango with her head inside of the classroom door.

“Is everything okay, Sango?” Kagome shifted in discomfort in her seat, afraid that her friend would notice her arousal and odd behavior.

Sango shifted side to side, chewing her lip. “Listen…I just wanted to let you know that I won’t be able to meet you later. Is that okay?”

Kagome grabbed her book bag and stood up, walking over towards her friend. She placed a gentle hand on Sango’s shoulder.

“Sure. Is there anything wrong?”

Sango seemed to struggle for a moment before quickly nodding her head. She grasped Kagome’s fingers and murmured, “Call me,” before turning and hastily walking away down the hallway.

Kagome watched her flinch when Sango spotted Miroku who suddenly appeared out of nowhere. The two collided and Miroku reached out to save Sango from falling, wrapping his arms around her waist. Somehow in the midst of breaking her fall and steadying her, his hands slid down to cup and massage her posterior.

“Hentai!” Sango snarled and clobbered him. She felt a sense of satisfaction as he staggered backwards and tumbled against the wall from the force of the blow. Sango stormed off without another word.

Hmm, Kagome thought, what was THAT all about? His groan of pain caused her to act.

Kagome ran over to him, carefully stooping down to make certain he wasn’t too badly hurt.

“Are you alright?” Before he could reply, she stiffened at the stroke of his palm underneath her skirt, lavishly caressing her bare bottom. She jolted straight up and the naughty mystic peered underneath her dress, taking full advantage of her lack of underwear.

Miroku felt the full force of his arousal at the sight of her moist downy hair and smooth thighs. His erection stuck straight up under his trousers as he recalled how satiny soft her cheeks where.

“Scumbag!” Kagome shrieked and smacked him full force with her yellow book bag, knocking him totally unconscious. She stormed off, furious at what had happened. Rounding the corner, she stared down at her watch and gulped.

It was almost 3:30! She took off in a full run to reach the bleachers only to get caught in the full force of a down pour on the way to the track field.

Meanwhile, a tall ultra pale girl dressed in a skintight white stretch denim Paper & Denim jeans jumpsuit and leather white K-Swiss sneakers rounded the corner. She tossed her snowy hair and peered down at the unconscious male in the hallway.

“Well, well…what do we have here?” she quipped, narrowing her onyx eyes as she let her dark gaze rake him from head to toe. “Miroku, I wonder who you pissed off this time.”

Behind her, footsteps echoed and the white-haired girl didn’t bother to turn around but kept staring at the handsome male before her. She addressed the interloper in cold lifeless tones.

“Yes, Nazuma?”

Nazuma swallowed, uncomfortable with the sight of her leader crouched over Miroku. The poor guy did not deserve to be preyed on by the ruthless bitch. She felt she should do something, anything to help him; after all, he was Inuyasha’s second. A sick feeling surged into the pit of her stomach when she thought about the leader of The Fangs.

“What is it?” Her leader’s voice harshly rapped out cutting into her remorseful thoughts.

“I just came to see if you needed me before I leave for the day.”

The white-haired young female turned to glance in Nazuma’s direction. “Yes. Bring the car around to the side door. Make sure no one sees you.”

Nazuma nodded before turning to go back the way she came.

Miroku was stirring, moaning as he gingerly touched the knot that had formed on top of his head. He stiffened, suddenly aware of the familiar and sinister aura close to him. His shields shifted into place but he was too disoriented to fully succeed in repelling the unwanted female. Before he could blink, she had him by the throat, rising to her feet and lifting him clear up off the floor. The next thing he knew she was slamming him against the wall!

“Don’t even bother,” the white-haired female told him. “There’s no use in fighting me Miroku, I always get what I want.”

“Not this time, Kanna,” he managed to gasp out before gathering his energy enough to smash his power into her.

Kanna was taken by surprise. She flew across the hallway crashing into a row of metal lockers. The impact destroyed the entire area, leaving the wall with a large hole of broken plaster, concrete bricks and dented metal with students’ paraphernalia smoldering in the rubble. For several moments, she was rendered immobile by the holy power that pinned her down and shattered a few bones. When the smoke cleared away, Kanna had regained her strength somewhat, although she was not fully healed. By the morning she would be fully recovered since she was, after all, a higher level demon.

Miroku however, was another matter. He was nowhere in sight.

“Kanna-san!”

One of her underlings from The Mikos, a hanyou, that was partly kitsune rushed towards her. She steadied Kanna while the white-haired leader stumbled to her feet covered in dirt and dust, her hair and clothing singed from the blast. There was even blood from several shallow wounds on various areas of her body.

Kanna grimaced, leaning against the female, Sheena, who knew better than to ask too many questions. They walked in silence towards the side exit.

“Is the truck outside?”

“Yes, Kanna-san,” Sheena assured her, “Nazuma is waiting with the others for you. And the mystic.” Sheena glanced around looking for Miroku but dared not ask what occurred.

“Never mind him. I will deal with him later. He’ll give in once we become more “acquainted” with the ningen girl he seems to be so fond of.”

The females made their way out to the waiting white Mercedes SUV. Kikyou was behind the wheel and she gasped when she saw her boss.

“Later, Kikyou,” Kanna snapped easing her way into the front seat. “Drive.”

Nazuma sat in the back seat, filled with an inkling of what had occurred. Secretly she was glad but she knew that Kanna would retaliate in some way. She shuddered, all too aware of Kanna’s ruthlessness and her obsession with Inuyasha’s second.

A/N: I know, I know. Okay, please don’t throw knives, put away the whips and sticks, guns etc. The big lemon underneath the bleachers is coming. I felt it deserved its own “spotlight” so to speak. I hope you won’t be disappointed. But it’s coming…

Suggested Inuyasha fan fiction reads:

Human Compensation by WhisperingMoon (Kag/Inu, San/Mir, Rin/Sess) on MM.org and AFF.net

Fukai Mori by RabidAnimeGurl (Rin/Sess) on FF.net

Choosing Another Life by Demoness of Darkness (Rin/Sess)

The Courtship of Rin by scarecrow (Rin/Sess) on AFF.net

Cubae Revenge & A Glimpse of Hope by Mabelle (Inuyasha crew w/lots of anime crossovers and good OCs) My Picks of the Week on MM.org

AFF.net Reviewers
Kaye: Thank you!

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smittinkittin: Sango IS a fighter. The nipple clamps were a gift but he’s cautious about giving them to her…maybe later. Well you DO have a point about them smelling him on her which is why they are being trailed. Hmm…well, I think she is more or less succumbing to the moment-she’ll “snap out” of it in a sec. And yes, Inu is the guy or the job!

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