Hanyou Nights

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Kagome woke up with a groan. She could feel the headache of her hangover as if half a dozen people had decided to make her head a construction zone.

“I hate mornings,” she grumbled as she slowly eased herself out of bed.

Her first stop was to her medicine cabinet for a few ibuprofens. Afterwards, she went about her morning ritual for the weekend, which consisted of having a simple bowl of cereal and watching Saturday morning cartoons. The cereal was a habit she picked up when she first moved into her apartment. At the time, she did not have much money to spend for food and although she knew what cereal was, the choices in the grocery store made her feel like a little girl in a candy store once more. Besides, cereal it was quick to prepare, especially since she was not a morning person, and the Coco Crispies were a favorite.

It was about an hour later she remembered that she had a guest.

‘Maybe he is still asleep,’ she thought with a shrug. ‘Does his kind sleep a lot?’

Another hour later and it was noon. She began to worry what happened to the hanyou that she had let in so she went to check. She quickly threw a night robe on just in case he started his eyeballing and spewing pervert comments again.

When she opened the door, she found the bed made and a letter lying on the pillow. She went and picked it up so she could read the note.

‘Thanks for letting me stay here, wench. I let myself out. By the way, you looked so sexy when you are asleep, especially when you moaned. I wonder what you were dreaming about? Was it yours truly, your friendly local stripper?’

She flushed fiercely at the thought that he had gone in her room and heard her moaning in her sleep. She had never had a guy in her room. In fact, despite having no problem attracting men, she was picky when it came to sex. She wanted it to be something she shared with someone special. She was not exactly an old fashion girl as she did not want to remain a virgin until marriage, but she was accused of the phrase ‘cock tease.’ She did not care. It saved her the worries of possibly getting a venereal disease and to weed out the losers. Above all, it saved her a lot of heartache too.

‘Last night was a first time for real temptation since I arrived here in the United States,’ she thought.

Of course there were handsome American men, but they were easy to read. A girl like her from Tokyo, one of the largest cities in the world was not as naïve as people perceived her to be based on her looks. She was of average height, and considered quite tiny next to the buxom American women. Her feet were even a size five and it amazed her when women would ask for sizes in the double digits.

However, it was InuYasha’s exotic coloring that just stuck in her mind, shoving out the flirtatious men she had met since arriving right out of her mind. She had never paid much attention to her grandpa’s stories, other than the old scrolls and paintings he managed to dig out of the shrine storehouses.

‘Did all demons have coloring like InuYasha?’ she wondered.

Before she could ponder anything else, she heard a knock on the door. She got up and loudly said, “If you left anything here, I will mail it to the strip club.”

As soon as she opened the door, she noticed it was Sango and blushed.

“So, I was not the only one that got lucky last night,” her friend smiled.

“No I did not get lucky. Anyway, you are on my shit list, missy,” Kagome growled. “You left me without a way to get home. I had no keys and no money. I had to bum a ride off a stripper. I thought I would have to break into my home, but you know what?”

“What?” Sango replied, looking a bit shameful.

“Hmm. Some friend of mine who ditched me left my keys, my money, and my identification laying in front of my door where they could have been easily stolen,” Kagome said heatedly. “I should slam this door in your face and not talk to you again. Friends do not ditch their friends!”

“I am really sorry, Kagome,” Sango apologized.

“I know you are, but Sango, you need to cut out the weed. You forget about everyone and it was kind of scary. Although I am fine, it is scary. I have no family here in the United States. I am lucky the stripper was a half decent guy,” she sighed.

“I know I should stop, Kagome. I have been trying to kick the habit in the past couple months. It is just that exams are two months away and I needed to really take a load off last night,” Sango replied, her mahogany eyes a bit teary.

“Come in an tell me the rest of your evening. You at least owe me that since you ditched me,” Kagome said.

“Um, I brought someone with me. Can he come in?” Sango asked.

“Okay, bring him in. Did you actually ditch me for a guy?” Kagome wondered.

“I am really sorry about that,” her friend said, and then poked her head out the door. “Hey Miroku, you can come in and meet Kagome.”

A tall dark haired man entered after Sango’s beckoning. He had dark blue eyes and she noticed he was of Asian descent by the slant of his eyes. Kagome eyes him suspiciously as he gave her a slow look over with a lascivious smile on his face.

“Oh my, Sango. You did not tell me you had sexy girl friends. I bet you two have great lesbian love stories to share,” the man said with much excitement.

Kagome slapped her hand over her face.

“Boy, Sango, you sure know how to pick up the perverts,” she groaned.

“I am sorry about that. Miroku has an active imagination. I just met him last night and he has some fixation on women fucking each other. I told him that you were bisexual and he practically drooled,” Sango said, not amused. “However, he has redeeming qualities like charm and well, an endowment he knows how to use.”

Kagome giggled as Sango blushed from what she had just said.

“Sango and I are just friends, so get your mind out of the gutter,” Kagome said to Miroku.

Miroku still had a starry look in his eyes and she wanted to slap him. Lucky for her, Sango was thinking the same thing and whacked him upside the head.

“Ouch! What did I do?” he asked innocently.

“You are a real character,” Kagome said as she shook her head in disappointment. “Sango, next time you bring animals in, I am putting a sign on my door that says ‘no pets allowed.’”

“Dually noted,” Sango giggled.

“My dear Sango wanted to know if you would come out to the club tonight. I am working, but I thought it would be nice to invite you and her. You would not have to pay a thing,” Miroku said.

“No, nu-uh! I am not going a second day in a row. Sorry, but I do not want to be the third wheel. Anyway, I want to see a movie this evening alone. I do not think I could go a second day straight to go out drinking. I am still having a little bit of a hangover,” Kagome said firmly.

“But I will be alone!” Sango protested.

“Oh, now you complain after I had to be alone last night,” Kagome replied sarcastically.

“That was a little harsh,” Miroku piped up.

“Shut up! You were not the one left alone. In fact, I think you owe me an apology for being part of the fiasco,” Kagome fumed.

“You are scary,” Miroku said, hiding behind Sango.

“I am about to get scarier,” she growled.

“Okay, okay, you have a point, Kagome,” Sango intervened. “Do not blame Miroku. I take full responsibility for ditching you. I should have remembered the golden rule, ‘friends before man whores.’”

“Hey, I resent that,” Miroku said with a frown. “I am a bonafied ladies’ man.”

“You boned a lady alright, but you are no ladies’ man,” Kagome chuckled.

“Are you sure you do not want to go out with us?” Sango asked, although Kagome could hear the plea behind her friend’s question.

“I am quite sure. Tonight is my night. Go enjoy your new man meat,” Kagome replied, waggling her eyebrow. “Even if he is borderline douche bag.”

“Hey!” Miroku cried. “I swear there is no love in here.”

Both of the girls giggled.

“Well, we have to leave. Miroku is buying me an outfit for tonight.” Sango said and gave Kagome a kiss on the cheek.

“You missed her lips. Let me show you how to kiss her properly,” Miroku insisted.

Kagome glared at the pervert and yelled, “Out!”

Sango pushed her lover out the door and gave Kagome a wave goodbye. Kagome shook her head once more from Miroku’s antics.

She did not want to go back to the strip club. It would mean the chance that she might see InuYasha again. Although she knew she really wanted to see him and make verbal jabs with the sexy hanyou, she really did have plans to go to the movies. She rarely had time for herself and sometimes just watching a movie alone was nice.

“Might as well get dressed and go to the Saint Louis Galleria. I can go window-shopping and then go to the cinema there. I will have to stop by the Godiva chocolate store on the way. If I am going to spend money on expensive candy for a movie, might as well buy something good I can hide,” she mumbled to herself with a slight smile on her face.