Guilty Pleasures

Guilty Pleasures
Chapter I
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha
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------------Very Late at Night(Kagome)------------

All I could smell was blood. My blood. The cold air stung my flesh, and so did the cold floor. Unsure of where I was, or even if it was still the same day. I forced my eyes open, and they shut on their own. The floor under my back was cold and hard and I fought to stay awake. A muffled sound startled me back from falling into darkness once again. Blinking away the spots that clouded my vision, I rolled over onto my side and pushed against the wall with my hands.

Lifting my upper body from the floor, I turned my gaze and looked around me. I was still in my house, that much I was sure of. Someone cursed, and I knew that voice too, it was my cursed, hot/sexy, neighbor. A sicking snap came from behind me and a howl of pain. I shook my head and jumped up, to my some what unstable, feet. Braceing myself against the wall, I stood there for a moment so I could regain my balance. The room was spinning sickingly and I felt like I was going to lose my cookies.

A body slammed against the wall, a few inches from slamming into me, out of reflex, I jumped to the side. The body slid down the wall, leaving behind a train of blood, blood that was blackish blue. The stench of unwashed, and decaying flesh hit my very sensitive nose and I did lose my cookies then. Coughing, I wipped off my mouth and looked back at my neighbor who was leaning against the wall, panting, his eyes watching my every move. I wanted to leap at him and cover him in chocolate and lick it off, but that was for my pervy dreams. And in real life, he was a over cocky, supid, sexist, bastard. But I was a little greatful for him saving my ass when I was out cold, I looked back at the dead man. Pinching my nose, so the reek coming from the smelly, dead guy wouldn't be so bad, it didn't help at all. I still wanted to yack up whatever was still in my poor gut.

Pushing against the wall, he walked over to me in three short strides and was standing in front of me. I lowered my eyes and bowed my head, submitting to others was a pain in the ass, expecily, submitting to this jackass. He looked away from me and walked over to the body. I shuddered and left the room, unable to take the smell anymore. I didn't know why, but rotting smells always made me want to throw up on anyone who was too close at the moment.. Stepping outside, the wind blew gently and the fresh air was a welcome to my poor nose. Blood was riding the air, the scent of it. Recentle sheaded blood at that. And it wasn't comeing from my house neither.

And I knew this blood too. Curseing loudly, I jumped away from my porch and ran towards the direction the scent was coming from. Ripping my bra off from my neck, when I was fighting with it, I managed to get it past my head, before I got punched. The cloth fell to the ground and I ran through the crunchy grass. I didn't want to think if the dead man touched me, and yet again, I wanted to throw up. Diving at the bushes that surrounded my house, I shifted into my other form. A medium sized redish brown dog leapt from where a naked women once was. But, I wasn't a normal dog, I wasn't even a wolf. Smaller then the wolf, and a little bit faster, I was a coyote. Being a coyote then a wolf had its good things, and major badies.

One good thing, I could hide more easily, and not many people took notice of an average looking dog. Also, the moon phases didn't affect me like wolves did. Being forced into the Change during a full moon would be such a pain in the ass, now, suffering the Heat that came along with it, making all the wolves sex straved retards wasn't all that bad to tell you the truth. Bad thing, a wolf could easily kill me without even trying. And they keep on trying to eat me. Running at the fench that parted my yard from my best friend's yard, I dove at the bottom of the fench. Wiggleing under the hole that I dug a while back, I got out from under it in record time. At the cost of a patch of fur on my rear. Leaping up on the porch, I dove through the doggy door, a doggy door that I insteaded she put in, she didn't want to, said that at her other home a skunk got into her house and it stunk for a month.

The stench of shit covered flesh met my nose this time, and it was a thousand times worse then when I was in human form. Momentaily blinded from the scent, it took me a few seconds to see the man looming over my best friend, Kelly. This one was a wolf, a new wolf at that, and didn't know how to take a bath either. Anger and rage clouded my judgement as I lept at the man. Sinking my fangs into the side his throat, he was startled by me and whirled around when I ripped out my fangs and a nice part of his neck. It wasn't close enough to kill the bastard, I didn't even aim. His eyes were wide with either shock, or fear, or both, I couldn't tell which. A cold mask fell over his face as he ran at me, my spit out the bit of flesh and prayed that I would get some mouthwash before the night was over.

Turning tail, I dove out of the doggy door, he just rammed into the door and it broke off its henges. Raceing towards the door, my nose tingled with the Change the person was going through. I dove at the fench and got out from under faster then before. It was surpiseing at how fast you were when death was nipping, like a terrior, at you heels, literally. Flicking my ears foreward, I ran towards my house. A sudden yelp of pain sounded from behind me and I turned my head and saw my neighbor boreing down on the young wolf. Like my mother always said, "Watch were your going or you just might get hurt." I slammed into the side wall of my house and fell on my side. Seeing stars, it took me a second till I got back to my feet. I shook my head to get rid of the stars and watched as he punched the shit out of the young wolf.

I ran from my house and went under the fench (again) and ran back through the doggy door. Rushing over to Kelly, I sniffed here and there at her. Shifting back, I touched her cheek and her skin was clamy and cold. I flenched away from her and held my hand to my chest and jumped away from her. The coldness from her clamly skin clung to my hand and I rubbed my hand to ward it off. Anger melted and was replaced by agony. Tears built in my eyes and I forced myself over to her and lifted her bloody form from the floor. She must have been dead for hours to be so cold. I sat down and craweled my one true best friend in my arms like a child.

Brushing her matted hair from her face, I could see three bloody welps running from her hair line to her cheek and her jaw. The scent of the man, and shit, was all over her and I knew that she must have been raped by the wolf outside. It took everything in me not to gag, it stunk that much. Fury consumed me, and I was blinded by my rage. I gently set her body on her couch and grabbed a blanket and draped it over her. Stalking towards the doorframe, I marched towards the bastard. He was pinned against the wall, laughing at Inuyasha's face as he shook the shit out of the bastard.

I walked toward him and slugged him across the jaw. His head snapped to the side from the blow and I readied for another one. Grabbing my arm, Inuyasha pushed my away from the wolf. I clawed at his hand with my free hand, my eyes filled with flames, my hatred fueled by rage. If it killed me, I was gonna get my hands on his throat and rip his head off!

"Damnit, Kagome, calm down!" he shouted at me, I ignored him and managed to get my arm free. Diving at the wolf, I managed to rake my claws across his face, and ripped his right eye out Blood poured and covered my hand, I had his eye in my hand and I squished it, enjoying the jelly like fell of it on my hand. You can call me weird, but hey, what's a girl to do with an eye in her hand and blinded by rage? The wolf howled with pain and Inuyasha wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me away from the wolf. I clawed at his arm, trying to break free so I could tear out the wolf's remaining eye. He let the wolf go and slugged him across the head, to shut the fucker up, and to get better control of me. He pinned me against his chest, and I still fought against him. Only when I felt his teeth graze my shoulder I paused my attack and turned my glare at him.

He was mad, really mad. And so was I. "Damnit, Inuyasha, let me go all fucking ready you son of a bitch!" I let lose a string of choice words that would make a sailor blush. Inuyasha wasn't affected by it at all. This time, he did bite me, drawing blood from my shoulder. I cursed loudly and struggled all the more. He snarled in my ear and I froze, my senses snapping back into gear, reining in my anger to realize the danger I was in. Not from the wolf, that yours truely wanted to slaughter like a pig, but from the one pinning me to his chest. It was a major insult if you didn't do what he told you. But, I wasn't pack, so he had no right to order me around like one of his lackys. That's the main reason why I hated the shit-for-brains of an alpha.

Taking a deep, calming breath, I started to count to ten, but only got to six when he let go of me and walked away from me and towards the wolf. Picking him up, he held the wolf as far away from his nose as possable, I didn't blame him, I'd do the same thing. He walked over to his large fancy home. Bastard. Showing off his money and shit like that, he was a true show offy jerk.

I turned my back on him and went back to Kelly's house. If there was one thing I knew better, it was leaving a dead body that smelt like almost fresh meat, minus the shit, in an area filled with wolves more powerful than me, was a big no no. Not only that, but she was just like me. Both of us were from sister packs, my pack was destroyed long ago, when I was still a pup, her's was destroyed only two years ago.

She came to me in search of help, but when she found me here, her packmates were all either dead or vanished form the area. So, like a loyal friend to a another coyote, I took her under my wing and helped her get a small house. I felt violated myself, she was like a pup to me, a full grown pup, but a pup nonetheless. Reaching a hand out, I touched her cheek and sniffed back the tears. We were like two peas in a pod, and now... she's dead. And there's nothing I could do about it, but I will avenge her, no matter what it takes.

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(A/N) Hi again, hoped you liked it, if you didn't well then, go cry in a corner for all I care. -mutters to self- Fucking picky ass bastards. Ahem. Bye bye again.