As the next day pases

Theme: Detention
Summary: Kagome gets caught doing a small prank and winds up in detention, now she can either sink or swim! Will she be able to hold her own against all the ‘Regulars’ or will she get eaten alive?
Author: MIA_Max
Warning: Sexual content…?


Detention Ain’t So Bad!


Kagome gritted her teeth as yet again the snob ‘Ai’ pushed past her and to ‘Schuuichi her Love’.

Kagome snorted, like Kurama wanted such a floozy! Kurama did have so taste…and a nose.
The girl may have been pretty, if she didn’t practically drown herself in perfume, didn’t the girl know moderation?
Of coarse not other wise the massive amount of hairspray and perfume wouldn’t be choking her as we speak.

The blonde head of Ai bobbed as Kurama tried to politely get her to get the hell away from him. Sighing Kagome gave one last longing glance to her lunch before going to Kurama’s rescue.
The red head would owe her for this.

“Hey Ai, What is that thing on your forehead…It looks like your developing a third eye…That would be so cool! Oh wait it is just a pimple.” Kagome gave disappointed sigh.
The other girl began panicking and rushed to the facilities.

A hand on her shoulder stopped Kagome’s snickers.

“Thank you, for once again saving me. My hero!” Kurama grinned at the small girl, who in turn shrugged.
“You awe me a meal. Her stench ruined my lunch.” Kagome stated.

“Ah, your services never come without a price, but thankfully it is always food.” Kagome stuck her tongue out at him childishly.

“Hey don’t imply that I am cheap! I am a growing girl! ‘Sides stupid missions always cut into my meals!” The girl huffed.

Kagome turned to see girls all around the lunchroom giving her glances, weather it be admiration/jealousy, lust or total hatred, they all varied.

Most of the girls gave her Nasty looks and glares for being around their ‘Precious Schuuichi’.
Kagome glared right back, she fought demons and creature they couldn’t dream of and they expected a few schoolgirls could scare her?
Please, she faced death and knew its favorite color!
Her best friend and mentor was none other then ‘The great Yusuke Urameshi’.

If they expected Kurama to become celibate just because they had a fan club for him and they thought none were allowed to touch him didn’t mean the man wouldn’t indulge in sexual pleasure, after all he was just that, a man.

She had even walked in on him once, sharing an apartment with the man.
The memory still brought snickers, it was the first time she had seen anything or actually figured everything out.
Yeah she was naïve for her age, but she blamed Inu-Yasha for her lack of knowledge having her skip Sex ED to fight demons and find out what their insides look like.
Oh the fun she had, please note her sarcasm.

Anyways Kurama had blushed profusely when she had caught him; she was after all his partner in business and a child to him.

The woman he had been ‘making love’ with was none other then her science teacher, whom she knew was married and had three children.

The two were as naked as the day they were born and joined at the hips, literally.
They both thought she was going to start screaming, but she laughed her ass off. Kurama’s surprised look was forever etched in her mind.

She had sworn to secrecy and she wouldn’t have told anyway. She was just glad it wasn’t one of his fan girls. And ever since then she had been getting ‘mysteriously’ high scores in science.

“Damn, I think you better get your class before you get ambushed.” Kagome stated to the red head.

“Your one to talk, with rumors that you and I are together a good percentage of the school is angry with you.” Kurama stated wearily.

“At least they won’t figure out about you and Mrs. Hisoka, I get free meals for keeping it like this, you get privacy.”

“I think you are still endangered, and it doesn’t feel like you’re getting a good deal.” Kagome looked at the kitsune quizzically.

“Since when have you given a damn?” He stopped to look at her.

“Kagome, that hurts!” Kurama pressed a hand to his heart.

“Oh please stop pretending you have sympathy…or a heart for that matter.”

“Kagome I have been meaning to tell you Mrs. Hisoka went back to her husband.” Kagome shrugged and kept walking.
“Still gets the fan girls off your back and gives me free food.”

“Anyways, I have something I have to do, later Kurama.” Kagome waved as she ran off, forgetting to use his human name.

Kagome nearly laughed as she used the paint to write in bright letters “FLOOZY” upon Ai’s locker. The girl had driven her to this. She also blamed Yusuke for rubbing off on her.

A firm hand on her shoulder made her jump; she turned to see none other then Mr. Haraku frowning down on her actions, and just down. She couldn’t help her height.

“Detention, my room after school Higurashi.” The man bit out.
She nodded dumbly, the man was scarier that demons at times.


Kagome opened the door to Mr. Haraku’s room, inside it was filled with kids she swore she had never seen on campus before.
Despite their looks Kagome was sure they were all full blooded ningen.

“So our final guest has entered, wonderful. I have to do some errands and if I see any of you gone, everyone gets another day of detention!” The teacher barked.

No one said anything, most looking as if it was the usual.

After the burly man had left had left most of the students began chatting.

“Damn this is boring…” Kagome muttered.

“Hey what is a girl like you doin’ ‘ere? This ain’t no place for you goody-goody types.” A male voice stated placing a hand to low for comfort.

“Leave ‘er alone man!” Another voice piped, but Kagome ignored it and reached back.

When she heard the man’s hand cracking and his cries for her to stop she let go.
Turning to him she gave him a hard glare.

“I don’t like people touching me.” Again this was Yusuke’s influence!

All eyes were on her, giving her looks of respect and awe.

“Damn, how can somethin’ so tiny be so strong?” One guy asked from the other side of the room.

“Anyone got cards?” Kagome asked shyly, reverting to her relaxed side.

“Yeah, take em’ no real value, just swiped em’ off some kid.” Kagome ignored the comment and began shuffling.

“Who wants to play?”


Kurama had been informed of Kagome’s detention and so was heading in there to get her, no need for her to get into more trouble.

But as soon as he opened the door he was greeted by the sight of a topless Kagome and a bunch of men around her all holding cards.

“Damn it! I am going to win my shirt back!” The man who held her shirt merely chuckled.
“Like I am bettin’ this thing! I ain’t givin’ it back!”

“I hate you!” Kagome ground out.

“Kagome!” All eyes turned on him as he marched over to the girl who blinked innocently at him.

“What I do?” She asked as he removed his coat and handed it to her.

“Just put it on! I can’t leave you out of my sight for a minute before you get into trouble!” He ran his fingers through his hair in frustration; the girl was wearing him out.

“Whatever, what are you here for?” She switched the topics on him to divert his attention and he decided to grant her the small reprieve.

“We have to go, work.” She nodded before standing.

“I guess I’ll have to be back tomorrow since the teacher will notice I am gone.” She shrugged as they left.

Kurama spun her around to face him giving her a hard look.
“I don’t want you going back.” She blinked owlishly at him, before his words hit.

“Don’t tell me what to do! You’re not my father!” She emphasized her point by poking him in the chest.

“And what is the bid deal? So I make a few friends that aren’t of the elite or even attend school regularly! It is my business and also you made friends with Yusuke!”

Kurama grabbed her wrists and pinned her to the nearest wall.

“You are mine and I don’t want anyone other then me seeing that much of your flesh.” She shivered as she felt his words on her ear and his hot breathe against her neck.

Her eyes suddenly lit with fire, who was he to tell her who could and couldn’t see her skin? And she wasn’t his!

“I ain’t…” Before she could finish the words on her lips, they were covered by Kurama’s own, his tongue burring itself in her hot mouth.
She let out a soft moan into his mouth as his busy hands worked on the all too familiar buttons of his own school jacket.
His fingers slipped past her lacy bra, finding the already hardened pebbles.
His thumb grazed the peaks giving a quick tweak or pinch when he felt the urge.
Her back arched trying to get more of his hands.

Her whimpers and mewls were his melody, causing him to make her create more of his beautiful music.

Her eyes were half lidded as he cause such wanton feelings in her.

“Y-You’re…a…a…b-bastard!” She gasped out.

His mouth found her nipples, and with a flick of his fingers her round breasts sprung free from their lacey prison which had been sliced in two.

“T-that…was…my-my…favorite…y-you…owe…me!” She had to pant out her words as he stoked up a fire in her belly.

“We need to move our location I can’t very well take you here…” Kurama stated picking her up.

Her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist as she felt his hard on pressing against her tauntingly.

Finding an empty classroom he made quick work of the lock and entered relocking the door behind him.
They were in the art room.

Laying her out on the table he began to work on his ‘project’, her.

Removing the obstacles presented on his masterpiece he mumbled little nothings to her as he worked.

With his fingers he painted her skin a light pink and glazed her blue eyes with lust.
Working past her thin panties he caused euphoric expressions to dance across her face.

Her pink lips parting in a sinful design. Her ebony hair was spread in dark halo around her, spilling like ink over the table’s edges.

Leaning forward he caught her in a passionate kiss; she fought his tongue for a victory she would not have.

Her arms wrapped around his neck drawing him further toward her.
His slender finger unbuckled his belt and slid the confining fabric off his hips along with the thin boxers.

His cock sprung free, standing proud and erect.

She gave a glance down toward his member and paled at the sight.
He was big, not that she had seem many, if any.
He was her first yet she didn’t think he knew.

“Uhn…K-Kurama…I-I…need…to…tell…you…that…this…is…my…first…time…”

The kitsune halted his actions, he hadn’t been expecting that. Sure demons could smell it, but he was in human form and so his senses were considerably dulled and he thought it none of his business in the first place.

“Kuso…” Kagome laughed nervously at his swear; she had no idea what to say to him.

“It will be painful on your fist time.” He warned; she simply nodded.

“Well it’s going to happen sometime, better now then later and with you.” She said having regained her breath, a blush coloring her cheeks.

Kurama slipped a digit past her lips and to the jewel he sought.
Fingering the bundle of nerves he caused the little miko to gasp and pant.
Her hips bucked wildly.

Lowering him-self so that his mouth was level with her pussy, he spread her legs and parted her nether lips.

Her hands fisted in his hair pulling him closer to her.

She could feel his tongue doing sinful things to her nether regions, the coiling heat in the pit of her stomach was reaching its peak; she felt like she would catch fire.

His tongue dove into her cavern tasting her.

Her hips lifted instinctively to his mouth, before he pinned them.

Her heart beat was erratic and she felt like she would explode at any minute.

He felt her walls clench and pull his tongue deeper; he was surprised at how tight she was. She began to pulse around him, before she gave away to her release.

He greedily cleaned away her essence.

He made her cum once more before he began to enter.
When she felt the thick tip of his length brushing against her opening she nearly lost it.
She tried to buck his hands off her hips, but they remained firmly in place.

“Have patience.” He whispered by her ear causing delicious shivers.

Slowly he entered her, trying to make it as painless as he could.

The pain she felt was horrible, she wanted to push him out and swear celibacy, but instead she bit her lip to keep from crying, and dug her short nails into his back.

Once the pain had dulled to a small pinch did she signal for him to move.

She felt like she was being torn in half, but it ebbed to a full feeling as he began to move.

She made a disappointed sound when she felt him withdraw, but he soon returned into her womanhood’s embrace.

She began to feel unsatisfied with their pace and breathily stated for him to go faster, to which he complied readily.

As their pace increased so did her cries of pleasure.

“Scream my name!” His husky voice demanded, and when she lacked to respond, he gave a quick strong thrust causing the wanted result of her shouting his name.

“Kurama!” She screamed causing his inner beast to stir, he felt his inner demon begin to surface as he drove into her tight body.

She was nearing another release, and he himself was nearing his own. But he would have her give before he did.

Her muscles tightened around his cock pulling him deeper within.
Her orgasm washed over her just as he felt himself give way to the pleasure.

He released his seed into her welcoming womb as she milked his shaft.

He nearly collapsed upon her, though a turn had him lying on the edge beside her. Her soft panting was causing his dick to reanimate, she was going to be his death, though he had no qualms of dying this way.

He was far from finished with her and he made that known.


Kagome blushed furiously as the crowd around the art table stared at the ‘work’ as some of the students called it.

She had left a very ‘nice print’ for her first period classmates. Most of the boys gawked and awed while some of the females tried to guess and a small group was disgusted.

“Higurashi? What’s wrong you look hot?” Kagome gave a soft squeak and whipped around to face Kaito pushing his glasses to settle higher upon his nose.

“Nothing!” She said to fast for even herself to believe. Kaito simply gave her a puzzled look.

She tugged at her braid nervously, Kaito was a good friend of hers and he knew her well enough.

“Next time don’t do it in one of you classes.” Kaito said as he walked off a small grin on his face.
Her eyes nearly bugged out of her head when he whispered that.

And for the rest of the day students made bets on who’s cheek prints were upon the table, even after the janitor cleaned it.
Kagome was embarrassed and proud of her and Kurama’s work and she was planning on having revenge!




Authors Note: Yeah! Yeah! Whatever! Not very much detention time Ne? Well whatever! ¡Todo está bien que manan los extremos! Also I would like to say if ANYONE had suggestions on pairings I will try them! I am at a loss I want to separate the Tenet’s chapters a bit!