bad boy

badboy

by: kittie le sabre

Part 11


“What in the hell are you doing here? Answer me, you stupid bitch!”

The hairs on the back of Sango’s neck rose at the tone of voice. She’d heard that voice before and it gave her a boost of energy as an adrenaline rush flooded her entire body. That voice pissed her off; it was the voice of a bully.

That didn’t stop her would-be rescuer from being afraid though. She could feel the girl trembling, and no doubt the scumbag addressing her could smell it. Not good. Sango knew she wasn’t at full strength but she had to do something-and quick.

When Nazuna shifted to get a better grip on her, Sango was able to peer at the behemoth through her thick lashes. Nazuna’s heart was pounding so hard, she could feel it. Sango squeezed her arm in a show of support but Nazuna merely stiffened more.

“N-nothing. Leave me alone, Goshinki. Y-you don’t have a right to question me!” Nazuna defiantly yelled at him bolstering all of her courage into defiance. She feared and hated him. This was Kikyou’s fault. The bastard was putting on airs because he had fucked The Mikos’ second in command. It didn’t matter that it was supposed to be a ‘secret’; everyone that mattered was aware of the ‘arrangement.’

Nazuna had done her damnedest to keep her distance from the oni bastard. He reeked of evil and would try a grope the members who were on the lower rungs like herself. Nazuna recalled a very horrific incident, were Kanna had given a second from one of the rivals clubs to Goshinki to use when the club had tried to cross them during a race. Days later, the girl’s torn, mutilated and bloodied body was found in a custodian closet at the school. This had raised an alarm and a meeting was called for all of the clubs to put on trial who’d ever endangered them in such a way.

The Spiders were penalized with fines and banned from all the races and special events for an entire year. Goshinki managed to slither his way back into Naraku’s good graces by taking on the worst jobs and succeeding at them all.

“I have every right to question you!” Goshinki was standing directly in front of them and Sango was gagging from the amount of hair product and cologne he used. It was quite expensive but nauseating because he used way too much of it.

“No you don’t! Kanna is our leader and after her, I answer to Kikyou! Maybe I should tell her that just because you’re laying that big ass pipe on her she can’t think for herself now? Wonder how she’ll take that, huh?” The girl erupted this at him with more bravado than she felt. She was scared shitless and knew he could smell her fear but she wasn’t about to back down. The fact that she reeked fear and that she was fighting him was the only thing that kept him from pouncing on her.

For several seconds, Goshinki didn’t reply. He behaved as if nothing had happened and nothing was said. Which unnerved the hell out of her. She almost found herself hoping the surly bastard would do something. It was all she could do to keep herself level.

“What’s wrong Nazuna?” he suddenly rounded on her with a question. “Getting tired?” His eyes gleamed and he flashed those huge nasty teeth at her.

Startled by his abrupt change, Nazuna found her grip on Sango weakening and before she knew it, Goshinki had grabbed the taijya from her.

“Let her go!” Nazuna screamed racing towards him but he was too fast. He dodged her, flinging the semi-conscious Sango about.

Then everything took a different turn.

Sango shifted her weight, since he had her tucked underneath one of his arms. It took all of her strength to level her body enough to kick her legs straight out just when he was turning to avoid Nazuna’s charged. The combination of her movement, added weight and his momentum threw him off balance and he fell crashing to the ground. Sango had just enough presence of mind, and barely enough strength to roll out of the way, as he slammed into the concrete.

Nazuna rushed over to her, helping Sango to her feet. Without waiting another second, the two women were running away from Goshinki who was now hot on their heels and charging them. Sango’s strength had totally lapsed and she knew that she was a liability on the other girl.

“Let me go! You run! I’m just dead weight!”

“NO! I have to help you! Don’t give up yet! We’re almost there!”

Sango didn’t want to crush the girl’s hopes. She was fighting for them both. The least she could do was cooperate.

“Look! There’s the main door outside! If we can reach the-!”

The force of Goshinki’s attack slammed into the young women as he used his super speed to catch up to them. He raised his arm, striking them both across the back since his arm was quite and long and heavily muscled like a grotesque branch. When they staggered forward from the blow, he used his equally long leg to sweep under their feet and send them crashing in a heap to the ground.

Winded, Sango and Nazuna could only stare up at him. He grinned, displaying rows and rows of vicious looking teeth.

“Now ladies, I don’t know if I wanna fuck you or eat you!” He snorted out his gruesome laughter, then narrowed his eyes at them. “Maybe I’ll eat the bigger one and fuck the little one! Yeah!”

Sango wasn’t about to let some asshole demon devour her alive. Not with her lineage! She focused and concentrated on her next attack, willing herself to be strong enough to do damaged despite her condition.

Goshinki was still snickering as he moved towards them, licking his chops and rubbing the tremendous hard-on in his pants. He was so intent on his purpose that he never saw the gleam of metal or felt the prickle on the air to alert him that danger was near.

Sango and Nazuna saw the flash of a huge machete, the “thunk” of it striking a fatal blow, felt the hot spray of blood, heard the meaty “thud” of Goshinki’s head falling and rolling across ground. Astonished, they heard a familiar and cultured voice call out to them.

“Are you ladies all right?”

Sango, her faced dirty and smeared with blood, looked up into a pair of rich violet eyes. Her heart raced and a huge smile spread across her face.

“We are now.”

“I think we better be on our way then,” Miroku said, leaning down with a hand extended to both girls. He effortlessly hoisted them up and even Sango was impressed by his strength. Damn, she didn’t know the boy had it in him.

“Why?”

Miroku had perched Sango’s arm around his shoulders to support her without asking. She would have refused to allow him to carry her.

“Just before I ran into you two lovely ladies, I heard guns shots and voices. I think Inuyasha and Kagome may be here and in trouble.”

“How did you get here? Or knew that I was here?”

“I’ll explain later. First things first, my dear Sango.”

“First things first my ass,” Sango snapped.

“I thought you’d never ask.”

Nazuna cautiously hung back, taking a peak over her shoulder at Goshinki’s beheaded corpse. That was way too quick for that piece of shit, she mused as she followed the pair.
She gaped in alarm as Miroku’s free arm traveled downward and his hand gravitated towards Sango’s bottom. He cupped and massaged the rounded area and Nazuna swore that even Goshinki with his dead ass could hear the slap from whatever hell he was in.

“Hentai!” Sango was in a full rage as the stress of the last 15 hours came crashing down on her. What a day! Her best friend was deceiving her, her new love interest dumped her before they could become ‘official’, she was kidnapped by The Mikos, she needed food and a long hot bath (she didn’t want to think about the condition of her clothing, hair or the fact she was never going to see one of her favorite pairs of Manolo Blahniks again) and now here this baka was groping her in a time of crisis!

“If you don’t stand away from me fast, I am going to sooooo kill you, Houshi-san! I’m counting!” Sango’s fists were clenched and her face was flushed with anger. “ Ju, kyu. hachi-”

“Chotto matte kudasai, aijin! Gomen nasai! I was only trying to please you, Sango-aijin!” Miroku was now cautiously retreating.

“If you are so concerned for my welfare, then keep your cursed hand off of my ass, bakamon!”

Before he could reply or Sango could admonish him further, a vicious growl resounded along with cries of terror and gunshots.

No one said another as they all turned in unison and rushed off in the direction of the noise.

*~*~*~*~*

Inuyasha fought to ignore the pain of the four bullet wounds that were profusely bleeding and wracking his body with pain. He struggled to fight the dizziness and nausea, aware that his strength was ebbing.

He refused to back down now.

Kagome’s life was in danger. He dragged her into this mess when he should have let her be from the start. But she challenged him and he knew from the moment he’d first inhaled her scent that she belonged to him. No matter what happened, he’d go down fighting for the life of his bitch.

The hanyou’s subconscious gave a start as he realized that he had acknowledged her place in his life. His eyes began to flood with hints of crimson. Yes, she was HIS BITCH. And what better time to admit it, to claim her as HIS than now? What better time than when he was about to go down fighting for her??

Shippou, Sango and Miroku were all fighters. They had the scars to prove it. They were all exposed to the possibility that they could and would die fighting one day. That people died. They’d lived through skirmishes and more. But Kagome, HIS Kagome, had been sheltered. Kagome was his to protect; to die for.

Two days, two million years from now what was time? What did it matter? She was meant for him. That was that. The only thing he felt was regret, remorse. For wasting time with weak-spirited females like Nazuna and sluts like Kikyou.

He’d be damned if he would waste anything else. Certainly not her life. She was worth more than he was. There was no denying her purity, no matter how he’d tried to sully her, or paint her with a tarred brush. He’d accused her of being another Nazuna; another heartless tramp like Kikyou. She wasn’t; otherwise he’d never been drawn to her in the beginning.

Now all he had was regret. So be it. It was his own fucking fault for wasting time.

The pain was starting to burn his insides, the reaction causing more red to seep into his eyes. His blood was on fire and he felt himself fading in and out of cognizant thought. Something primitive stirred inside of him as he struggled for control. The metal click of the gun drew his attention again. He focused on Bankotsu as he advanced upon him brandishing the Browning with a leering grin.

“Now hanyou trash, what are you going to do now? Even your kind can’t recover quickly enough from those wounds.” Bankotsu tilted the barrel to aim directly at Inuyasha’s head. “Your face will look worse than Jakotsu’s.”

Jakotsu was groaning as he struggled to sit up against the wall to watch Inuyasha’s execution. A look of pure malice was apparent on his bloodied and battered face. He leaned into the wall, giving his partner the thumbs up when Bankotsu briefly turned to look over at him after taunting Inuyasha.

That brief glance away cost him.

“Hijin Ketsusou!” Inuyasha exclaimed releasing the deadly assault on his lax assailant.

The “Airborne Blade Blood Claw” swiftly sped through the air and when Bankotsu turned back towards Inuyasha with his finger instantly pulling the trigger, it was too late. The attack sliced through his arm, ruining his aim, cutting across his chest and abdomen to his hip and the top of his thigh. He compulsively released rounds but they all missed his target as he fell back to the ground.

Jakotsu had gathered his wits enough to take out his S&W 686P to load as many rounds as he could into the enraged half-youkai. There was no way he planned on becoming a mass of ripped flesh and blood like his partner who was almost dead from the assault. His fear and adrenaline combined helped him take a steady aim at Inuyasha who noticed his movement out of the corner of his.

The hanyou’s eyes had turned completely crimson, his claws and fangs were longer and there were deep purple jagged lines along the sides of his face. His feral grin and blood-lust ridden gaze told the injured queen all he needed to know as Inuyasha released a blood-curdling snarl as he charged him.

*~*~*~*~*
Kagome stopped dead in her tracks at the savage cry that echoed through the underground garage. ‘That was Inuyasha,’ she silently mused. He needed them. That sound had sent a shiver all over her body and had the hairs standing up on her skin from head to toe. No matter what had happened between them, there was no way she could allow him to do this alone. It went against everything she believed in.

Shippou yanked on her arm, urging her onward but she resisted his efforts. When he was forced to stop and look her, he was rendered speechless by the severity of her rich brown eyes.

“No, Shippou.” Her pretty mouth was set firmly in a line of determination. “I’m going back to help him. This isn’t just about him! I’ve been letting him push me around for over a day now.”

“Among other things,” Shippou quipped with a quirked red-brow and mischief in his green gaze. When she gave him a questioning glare he explained. “I could smell his scent all over you. He’s definitely marked his claim. All the youkai in the school know you’re off limits.”

Kagome momentarily faltered at his observation and words before her fine jaw set and she continued. “ Well since I’m in this deep, there’s no turning back. I’m not letting him risk everything. Our friends are still in danger and we need to work as a team.”

Shippou agreed with her logic.

“Besides, I think he needs us. That sound…”

“Let’s go.”

The pair raced off back in the direction that they’d just come from.
*~*~*~*~*~

Eventually the animalistic grunts and horrified screams drew the group to the entrance of the parking garage.

Kagome and Shippou were the first to arrive, halting in stunned horror at the sight of Inuyasha slashing Jakotsu up with his razor claws. The hanyou was laughing evilly and snickering as he toyed with his victim. A large .357 lay nearby in a large puddle of blood and the victim would attempt to reach for it whenever Inuyasha let up for a moment.

“Inuyasha!” Kagome was not about to allow the half-demon to play with her would-be attacker in front of her in such a gruesome manner. “Inuyasha! Stop it!”

Inuyasha paused, looking up and sniffing the air until he was focused upon her. Shippou was frozen, unsure of what to do but aware of Inuyasha’s condition.

“Kagome…onegai…don’t go near him…look at his eyes…”

Kagome smiled gently, advancing upon Inuyasha who was bloody and stalking towards her with an evil smirk on his face. He inhaled deeply and grumbled in a dark, sinister voice, “C’mere bitch.”

“W-what do y-you w-want, Inuyasha?”

The smile grew wider and his fangs gleamed at her as he responded in that same gravelly voice. “What in the fuck do you think, bitch?? I’m gonna FUCK you after I’m done with his sorry ass!”

Kagome was furious. After everything that had happened this was too much! Her eyes took note of the rosary and before she knew it she was bellowing, “Inuyasha! Osuwari!”

The hanyou fell prone to the ground with a loud groan and this was the scene that Sango, Miroku and Nazuna happened upon when they finally arrived.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Every inch of Kanna’s skin throbbed in agony.

It was as if the entire span of her flesh had been injected with microfilaments of sheer pain. Her flesh was lacerated with it, infused with it.

She was lying face down and was unaware of how long she’d been in that position. The pain made it seem as if a hundred years had passed. But she was aware that it was perhaps roughly 45 minutes or so.

The last thing she had recalled was Deimos’ sneering at her and she had challenged him. She had gotten in his face and screamed insults until he’d stood there with a cold expression, his body immobile.

She should have known better than to cross Deimos.

But he had crossed her. Miroku had escaped. That little bitch Nazuna had released Sango. She wasn’t sure if Goshinki or the others had stopped them. It didn’t matter. Now The Fangs were on to her. Now her tentative agreement with Karran was at stake. Karran had delivered Miroku but she had yet to complete her side of the bargain.

Kanna had planned to use Miroku’s holy powers to subdue Sesshoumaru long enough to weaken him so that Karran could perform The Ritual of Binding. The rite was done with an exchange of blood and youki between the potential mates. The last step would be the physical aspect of mating where the sexual essences of both parties would be mingled and exchanged. Once The Ritual was completed Karran and Sesshoumaru would share one another’s abilities and life-force. If one died, the other would follow or descend into madness. The Ritual of Binding was for eternity.

Kanna had no intentions of performing the rite with Miroku. She didn’t want to keep him that long, nor did she plan to share her power or position with anyone. A child born of a youkai with a ningen with holy powers would be a formidable weapon. At some point, not even Naraku would be able to challenge The Mikos whether he found the jewel or not.

The void youkai winced as her mind attempted to dampen the terrible agony she was feeling. The room was cold, as if the force of Deimos’ rage had lingered behind. It was her own damned fault. She should have remembered what he was; that once he had been a god-

Kanna groaned as she tried to shift her body. He’d drained her energy, too.

The last thing she’d recalled was another silken black feather fallen from nowhere after he’d turned away from her; the sounds of Sheena and Kikyou’s cries and shattering glass.

Kanna knew he’d taken them. But where? He’d chosen to leave her here-alive. Deliberately of course.

She recalled how suddenly the room had altered. A great rushing wind had come with the abrupt darkness; as if the dark and frigid air had come straight from the Void. Deimos had mocked her with his voice. At first she’d thought she was blind but she knew that he was taunting her from whatever plane he had gone to.

“You always thought you had the upper hand, Kanna. Always thought you were in control. I know you believed that you escaped me. But the truth was, Kanna, I was bored. You became predicable.” He paused as if contemplating something. “Your friends will entertain me for a while. Let’s see if you can get out of this.”

The glass had erupted everywhere, so fine it resembled particles of ground ice or diamond dust. She regretted the spell on the mansion. What made the place invulnerable is the very thing that was the cause of her pain.

The granules of glass had penetrated her youkai flesh and she was bleeding; the blood welling up on the surface of her skin like beads of sweat or crimson dew. Her throat was constricted. She could only lie there; she could do nothing.

“Kanna-san?”

She was hallucinating now. Someone called her name?

No. There was no way she could imagine the sound of shoes crushing particles of glass.

She struggled to open her eyes and a pair of familiar eyes peered down at her with compassion.

“S-Sui-k-kko…” her voice was gravelly and a mere choked whisper.

“Shhh, Little One,” Suikotsu soothed and she recalled the countless years when she’d first met him as a tiny youkai. “I am here now.”

Kanna was grateful that he never saw her as a fully adult youkai.
~*~*~*~*~*~*
Dante Sparda was leaning back in the seat of the helicopter, fishing inside of his coat for a light. The large Cuban was hanging precariously out the side of his mouth when just as he located his lighter and was about to ignite the tip, the copter jolted violently and dipped, forcing him to drop it to the floor.

“JAKEN!” he bellowed, startling the little toad piloting the aircraft.

“S-s-sorry about that Dante-dono! Th-th-the t-turbulence-!”

“I’ll show you turbulence, you little ball-licker!” Dante growled, his eyes flashing as he stood up to move towards the terrified pilot. They’d been flying around for over 30 minutes and he was growing impatient.

Jaken was attempting to man the craft and to dodge Dante’s blow when he spotted something in the trees.

“Dante-dono! Look!”

Dante took note of where the little toad was point and ground out an order.

“Land this piece of shit now!”

“B-but it’s not safe!”

At the glint of red in Dante’s eyes, Jaken swallowed hard and concentrated on finding the best spot to land the chopper.

Vocabulary/Phrases:

Chotto matte kudasai, aijin! Gomen nasai: “Just a minute please, my beloved! I am very
sorry!”

Ju, kyu. hachi: Sango is literally counting “Ten, nine, eight-”


A/N: I know, I know. It’s been over two months. I’ve had a family tragedy recently
(scherezade thank you for your kind words) so it affected me and I didn’t much feel like writing-

Media Miner: Everyone, thanks for all the reviews and emails. The responses and reviews mean so much.

AFF: Much love to you all! midget, thanks sweetie for the corrections! HN eloquent as ever!

Recommended fanfics on AFF and Media Miner:

“We Belong” by scherezade- the pacing and narrative are what make this continuation fic sweetly poignant. Kag/Inu are forced to deal with things that Takahashi-sensei deliberately side steps to keep us hooked. There is a warmth and sweetness and innocence in scherezade’s stories that keep the romance in tack. A very good read.

“Sins of the Father” by whirleeq-this is a Rurouni Kenshin/Inuyasha crossover that features Shippou in a different light-if you don’t like death fics then be forewarned. But she does a brilliant job of merging the two series and her OCs are perfection. It has the darkness I enjoy and an original villain that will throw you for a loop. Well done.

“My First, My Last, My Only” by OhJoy-I was pleasantly surprised reading this AU fic b/c it reminds me of “When He Was Mine” (and I mean this as a compliment). It has Kagome in a very liberating, uninhibited role and Inuyasha’s personality with a twist. She was very daring to write this, and brave too since some folks may not like what she did with Kagome’s character. A different perspective on relationships and coming into one’s sexuality.


“Purity 3: Foever” and “Purity 4: Justification” by Sueric: What can I say? She is brilliant and gifted. One of the most talented continuation fic writers around. She updates more regularly than me, too!

“My Little Pony” by Xaenthe- This is an interesting NOT FOR KIDS fic totally AU and is submerged in the SMBD world of pony play. This writer is really into her research and if you’re a hentai looking for something very, very different take the plunge-you may find something new here-or not :-)