Poison

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Chapter 7: Girls and Women

The ‘spirit detectives’ as they were called, seemed to be concerned, enough so, that they stayed to see that she was well, taking the awkward silences as opportunity to find out more. Although they were on a mission, both deemed this little interview part of the investigation (even though it seemed to deviate off of their original task)

After the ‘show’ Youko had convinced his partner that it was well worth looking into; Yusuke agreed, only after watching the other girl heal her wounded friend with a large amount of spiritual energy… It seemed that there were many secrets that were left to be revealed in the Sakura War’s house of glass exhibitions.

The two were invited to wait outside the rooms in the living area, seated; they were introduced to Miroku, who they recognized as the announcer. Fascinated as they sounded, Miroku immediately noted a different type of interest radiating off one of the tantei… though disregarding it wearily, he began to answer their questions, the first being of course, about Sango.

“I met her when I was about 14 years old… My father was a monk and I was training to follow in his footsteps.” Miroku began, his eyes trailing off into an unseen space as he brought back the memories of the girl, who lay injured in the room before them.

“We were off on Father’s yearly purification ritual for the Slayers Village, before he had not let me join him, because of the secrecy of the village’s whereabouts, and my previous immaturity, but it was an exception that year because he needed extra help... it seemed there were more youkai bones and grudges to purify this time around.” He stated… Inuyasha holding back a scoff at the ‘past immaturity’ joke. Miroku glared at the offensive hanyou, but opted to move on.

“It was when we arrived at the village, that we were generously welcomed by the chieftain, who at the time was a great friend and ally to my father. That was when I first saw her, the reason why I was able to join my father, the extra youkai carcasses of her slaying.” Miroku smiled with sparkles in his eyes at the memories… causing the people around him to question his sanity.

“She was standing next to the chieftain who I found out later was her father… and she was unbelievably kawaii!” he smiled, giddy from the memory.

“Yet the first thing I noticed about was the defiant gleam in her pretty green eyes.”

Youko looked up at this statement and stared at the monk for a second; surprised…

When he had seen her, her eyes glowed red… were they green before?

The little bit of information made the kitsune yearn to learn the truth about who she was… the girl was very enticing… and every small thing he found out about her, made him want to meet her even more, and the fact that she was a demon slayer (from what he heard) made the forbidden additionally tempting.

“Although I never spoke with her, I remember watching her instead… I found out that she was a very shy girl, angered easily, yet shy nonetheless… and oh yes, the most surprising fact that I had gathered then was that… she was very obedient. She would follow orders without question, with such a timid demeanor that didn’t reflect the spirit I felt in those rebellious eyes.”

The room was silent at the tone of Miroku’s voice, which seemed to be laced with slight confusion, as if he hadn’t figured it out up until now… then noticing the spotlight was on him he went on, spacing out again as he finished up his story.

“I always wondered when she would be true to herself, and finally be able to do as she pleased. Then one day, I was able catch her in the midst of battle… It was then that I realized, when fighting, or facing a challenge Sango’s actions would finally match her eyes…” he concluded, sighing in deep contemplation over his assumptions over the girl, wondering if it seemed accurate enough or comprehensible, at all.

But the slight ‘confused look’ on most of their faces told him, ‘it kind-of’ didn’t make sense, though Youko was exceptionally keen on the meaning, he of course understood the whole ‘eyes and different persona’s’ thanks to his good friend Hiei, who carried a torrent of emotions but never showed nor cared for it.

“Seemed like you watched her a hell of a lot more then what you’re leading us to believe monk!” Inuyasha blurted out quite loudly, shifting his weight so he could easily lie down on the couch, arms supporting his head as he stared at the ceiling with feigned interest.

Miroku’s brow jerked in annoyance… a crooked smile trembling angrily at the heinous instigation, but before he could say anything in his own defense, the hanyou irritatingly interrupted him.

“And yenno what’s funny? She doesn’t even remember you! Man houshi you’re such a stalker!” the silver haired hanyou laughed even louder than before, making the detectives a little uncomfortable at the flaring aura beside them.

Miroku was about to give his own explanation and deny ‘stalking’ the girl, but to his amusement his dear friend Kagome swung her door open, wearing nothing but nighties on.

“OSUWARI!”

The half demon yelped in surprise and hit the floor beside the couch face first, in a show of Kagome’s real power.

Mumbling curses at the abrasive hanyou and his inconsiderate yelling, the young miko slammed the door. Then as suddenly as she came, she opened the door, this time walking outside the comfort of her room and stepping gracefully on the head of the dog that had submit to her will.

“No more talking Inuyasha… Be more considerate of Sango, she needs her rest and you’re over here yelling on about insignificant things… If you’re ever that loud again I will ‘sit’ you till my voice wears out.” She stated brutally at the twitching form below her… She only came back because she knew the dog hanyou would have just caused a louder ruckus because he would start yelling…and calling her by derogatory pseudonyms… (so she would tell herself)

Inuyasha cussed underneath his breath and stubborn as he was, began ranting on about how weird women were.

Kagome thought for a second then suddenly sat on her knees beside him, deciding on swift retribution for his predictable reaction, and for other reasons. Bending over with a neutral façade, she slightly blew on his doggy ear, officially catching his attention.

“huh?” was his ‘oh so smart’ reply to the odd action of the confusing girl above him.

Smiling sweetly at the blush on his face, she leaned closer and whispered in his sensitive ear.

“osuwari, osuwari, osuwari, osuwari, osuwari, osuwari… never Inuyasha… osuwari.”

Kagome whispered unsympathetically, bending lower and lower with each ‘sit’ into the Inuyasha shaped ditch that was being created right before her very eyes.

Miroku watched in mild amusement, still distracted by Kagome’s attire while Youko and Yusuke stared, a little shocked at what was happening, both asking themselves how she did that.

“don’t be noisy..” she said with a lasting glance sending a wink their way as she made her way back to the room, feeling much better.

Miroku laughed quietly, then yawed and stood up… all the preparation for this day wore on his energy, and he already decided to sleep early tonight as Kagome had suggested beforehand.

“Well I think that’s all for today, if you have anymore questions make an appointment with the floor king and we’ll get back to you… We’re sorry if there were any inconveniences, we hope that you come visit the Sakura war again and show your support, thank you for your time” Miroku stated as if repeated from memory.

Bowing low he excused himself and walked over to his room, which was all the way down the hall, leaving the spirit detectives more and more aware of the impending silence alongside muffled curses that came from the ground.

“Well thanks for havin’ us.. yah we’ll do that!” Yusuke answered, somewhat pathetically at the retreating form of the guy… who just had to walk away.

Finally a cracking noise was heard and a very flushed hanyou emerged from the floor, dusting himself off in the process. Mumbling he caught the eyes of the onlookers and ‘hmphed’

“You know the way out… and don’t dare try anything funny… cuz I got business to take care of.” The golden eyed hanyou stated gruffly as he waved a hand at them while entering Kagome’s room.

The door closed and the detectives were left again.

“uhmmm Youko, were they serious? They really just frikkin left us here?” the young man quietly yelled, running his hands through his now un-gelled hair…

Just as he asked that question, what seemed to be a portal appeared above Yusuke’s head, and out plopped a blue haired woman dressed in a pink kimono sitting on a wooden oar.

“Bingo!” she chirped as she searched the room to find the detectives. She had been sent by prince Koenma to gather Yusuke for the report, and since Kurama was only there voluntarily (and Koenma only wanted to piss Yusuke off a little) he was free to go as he pleased.

“Botan… nice to see you” the kitsune laughed, watching as Yusuke was oar-knocked into the Inuyasha ditch.

Finally spotting Youko she smiled and jumped off of her floating boat-attachment.

“Where’s Yusuke?” she asked feigning obliviousness, while placing a hand on her cheek in contemplation.

“He’s with you right?” she continued, giggling at the sight of her friend who struggled to get out of a weird dent in the floor.

Getting up quickly with a angry look etched on his young face, Yusuke grabbed his so-called friend’s collar and jumped right through the waiting portal, saying a short, “see ya later” though gritted teeth, he normally would have yelled at her about all sorts of things, but he seemed to be mindful of the resting girl in the other room.

Waving a small goodbye Youko smiled at their antics and rubbed his temple a little…

He would have more time to think about Sango in the subconscious of his red headed avatar.

‘Kurama… let’s switch’

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“So you’ve decided to break my curse huh… girl?” a voice called out from the walls of the maze.

“What is it to you?” she retorted, aware that the voice was not coming from any one direction, but everywhere at once.

“That means yes, I believe….”

“feh”

“Then when you have the desire and resolve to go through with it, the poison will leave, allowing you to touch another harmlessly… though it will come back if you consciously resist.” The voice stated as the girl nodded in understanding, it didn’t really matter anyways if the poison came back or not, she wasn’t the one that would be hurt in the end this time.

“fine.”

Her old self screamed at the selfish thought, and begged her to be mindful of what she was planning and how it would affect others if she lost the resolve, but the dark side of her didn’t hear any of it.

“Ah, I see I’ve chosen the best slayer for this curse… with your inner turmoil, your decisions are much more interesting then would have I first thought… Well, if you don’t succeed, ill be glad just to make you mine…” the voice laughed as Sango scoffed.

“Think what you want demon… it doesn’t matter to me anymore”

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Sango’s body jolted abruptly at the loud bang outside, now aware of the talking out in the living area.

In her haze she wiped the sweat that rolled down her neck with her bandaged arm and wondered if she had been dreaming. Staring up at the moonlit ceiling she tried to remember…Then in a flash she suddenly recalled what she had decided in her subconscious state…

She would finally do something for herself.

Then, just as she realized this, her body began to feel desperately warm, like an urgent calling that needed to be answered… one that would not be denied.

Slowly getting up, making sure her oversensitive body didn’t brush against anything that could stimulate her senses, she stood and looked herself over for anything out of the ordinary. She was dressed in a nice pair of black lace panties and matching bra, and her bandages seemed fairly new, only covering her arms and legs in certain places.

‘How long was I asleep?’ she asked herself as she unraveled the dressing on her arm to check the wounds healing progress. Surprisingly her cuts had closed up completely and there was no sign of blood anywhere. Taking off her other bandages she found that all of the lacerations and cuts were gone.

“I must have been out for a while” she stated in a flat tone, not knowing that only an hour had passed since she was injured. By the way dark room was illuminated by a soft light from the high window; she figured it was already night … time for her to finally play.

Running her hands through the soft ebony waves of her waist length hair, she smirked mischievously at what she planned for herself. Tonight would be her practice run if she couldn’t find anyone suitable for the task…

Languidly she walked to the closet and decided to merely wear a cream colored silk robe, not bothering to tie it shut. Putting it on, she sighed quietly at the sweet sensation of the silk against her heated skin… taking pleasure in strapping a long blade to her right thigh… sure she was a woman, but hell, she was still a fighter.

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The way she was acting it was nothing like her, nothing like her old self, everything a complete and utter opposite. Even in the back of her mind she knew it… but at the moment, she enjoyed the feeling so much, that she would not even consider reverting back to the embarrassed, shy, submissive, obedient girl that would only blush at the fantasy of what she currently set out to do…

This was not her… and a part of her hated it! But the other part was loving it.

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Hearing footsteps and grumbling outside, she waited a second until it was quiet, signifying a vacant living area and ultimately an easy escape that nobody would ever find out about. The need was unbearable, she had to get out and find somebody already!

Just as those thoughts passed through her psyche, the poison became dormant and the scent of roses left her body in one mind reeling pulsation, originating from the kanji at her throat. Noticing this she laughed in a low voice, even more eager to find somebody that would be her lucky prey.

Waiting in front of the door she heard more grumbling then silence…the stillness was prolonged and she was eager to leave, so without listening further she made the mistake of opening the door prematurely.

Waving a small goodbye Youko smiled at their antics and rubbed his temple a little… He would have more time to think about Sango in the subconscious of his red headed avatar.

‘Kurama… let’s switch’

But before this thought reached the human within, a scantly dressed goddess appeared before him… She was… to say the least… extraordinarily beautiful.

Her robe was open for the world to see… and combined with her shallow breathing and stimulating scent, he felt helpless against growing interest.

Youko had bedded many, many beautiful women and demoness’ alike, but never in his life had he seen a woman… that had excited him, in such a way.... just by glance.

The woman was coming from Sango’s room, but she didn’t seem like the girl he saw on stage. Her hair was wavier…she didn’t have the scent of roses, there were no injuries on her, and she stood in pure self confidence… This was not the girl he had seen earlier…

She stood in the doorway, light from the moon illuminating her form from the back, giving off an ethereal feel to her already God-like entrance. The woman’s eyes were glazed and hooded with what seemed to be… lust, her red irises glimmering with fierce ambition. The scent that floated off her was intoxicating... and from what he could tell… she was very, excited. He could already pick up the aroma of her honeyed sex, teasing his heightened senses.

Though to his dismay, her youkai sensed were dulled due to her hazy desire…she didn’t even notice him standing 10 feet in front of her, instead she was hurriedly checking the hallways for anything that could be a disturbance to her escape.

As Sango quietly opened the door, she licked her lips in anticipation. She would make sure it was clear… then rush towards the only park in the busy concrete jungle where demons and humans roamed of their own free will. They were no match for her if she decided to pick on one of them…

Barely five seconds after opening the door (still not noticing the fox taking in the sight of her) she dashed off towards the hall to reach the exit.

‘Who was that woman?’ he asked himself as he began to follow her from a safe distance… she wasn’t about to get away after what she did to him!

But just as he reached the humid night air, Kurama thought Youko still wanted to switch... and so the red head took over.

"Youko... what happened..." Kurama asked himself, noting the tightness in his pants.

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Inuyasha sniffed the air… his senses heightened by the dark that enveloped him once the door was locked shut behind him.

Her scent was everywhere, just the thought of being in her room made his stomach flip from his awkward human emotions. But this time he didn’t mind… revenge was in store for the unknowing temptress.

Growling low, he sniffed the air again wondering where the bitch went. She would pay for what she did to him out there, it was unbearable enough to handle it on a day to day basis, but what she did then… and leaving like it meant nothing! It was unacceptable.

She wasn’t in the room, from what he could tell. Where the hell was she!

Glancing over to Sango’s conjoining door, he was about to check if Kagome had been visiting her injured friend, when he heard the shower in the opposite side of the room turn on.

Grinning evilly with a sharp canine gleaming in the moon light, he smoothly leaped from his spot and landed directly in front of the bathroom door.

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Kagome shivered in the cold shower.

She had an exhausting dream of a certain silver haired hanyou ravishing her body like she had always wanted, staring at her and only her… with such loving eyes that she felt complete… but to have it interrupted by that same hanyou who was blatantly loud and inconsiderate.

So she had faked the anger to get the impossible images out of her head… and for added closure she repeated the process (partly thinking of Sango’s situation)

But the dream had affected her too much, so instead of entertaining her thoughts until satisfaction… she decided to take a weird boy-ish approach.

‘Maybe cold showers work for girls too?’

Well actually the cold wasn’t really working, it was just making her cold…

despite that fact Kagome decided to think of the many reason why that dream would never be reality, which would probable make the hotness go away.

They could never be together… he was so inconsiderate of her feelings… he had no compassion… and he treated her like shit! Why should she have a relationship with no benefits, or love? He would never be in love with her, the shadow of his ideal perfection.

He was in love with the woman of her previous life… Kikyo.

There were obvious differences in personality and lifestyle… but they had both fallen for the hanyou named Inuyasha. Kagome sincerely thought it would have worked out for them too… with Inuyasha and herself…

But her name was Kagome… NEVER to be mistaken for anybody else, again.

The memories that she had called on brought unwanted sentiments, hot tears began to flow, blending with the cold water that trailed down her saddened features. She didn’t expect to delve into her emotions that much just to get rid of a needy heat.

Sighing sadly she stared at the floor, black tresses sticking to her face and back as she shivered from the chilly waters.

“Baka! I was right beside you… yet you still called me Kikyo.” She whispered… officially forgetting why she was standing in the cold… the words drowning in the sound of the water hitting the walls.

At that moment, Inuyasha’s bad timing kicked in and he yanked the door open…

“Kagome!” he growled, looking pissed… the girl in the shower shivered in surprise… what was he doing there? Her stomach flipped... ‘he said my name’

Looking up, she brushed away the bangs from her face to get a better look. Realizing the futility of hope…fresh tears began to surface and she turned away. There were open wounds in her heart, endlessly being torn away obliviously by the stupid hanyou… who she wanted to love with her every being…

but he couldn’t just see her, as herself.

Inuyasha stared at her odd reaction to him barging in on her naked…. In the shower of all places! And all she did was turn away from him.

Then his bad timing kicked in again and he finally realized that she was in fact, naked. Of course he knew what he was getting himself into, but the thought of her reaction to his wants barely fazed him. He had to be considerate of her feelings first!

She had to see that he was compassionate and he was sensitive enough to handle her delicately.

All thoughts of taking her the way he wanted disappeared just as he caught the scent of tears coming from his soon to be lover. Taking off all of his clothes, he stepped into the shower behind her as quietly as he could.

Gingerly he wrapped his muscular arms around her, her soft skin surprisingly cold… and the shower water, freezing.

When he had first seen her... wet beneath the shower’s spray, he had lost all cognitive thoughts, but seeing her in that type of distress… he would have done anything to help her.

The girl squeaked at the sudden contact, utterly surprised by the unusual actions of the unusually gruff demon, she turned her head to look at him. Her hands hung limp by her side, not daring to move for fear of doing something wrong.

‘what the hell is going on!’ she yelled in her mind, her body oppositely welcoming the warmth of his embrace.

“why are you taking such a cold shower Kagome?” he asked in a voice he didn’t think was his own.

Finding her own voice she finally spoke out, planning on telling him everything she felt, and how it was never going to work out!

“W-why are you here… b-baka!” she stuttered, completely deviating from her original thought process… inside she laughed at herself for acting so stupid.

“Answer my question first…” the hanyou replied, holding her tighter as a wake up call from her dazed state. All her resolutions about their situation turned into dust the moment her back was poked by something hard. Kagome let a short gasp escape her lips in response to the unexpected rush of heat that settled between her legs.

Inuyasha’s eyes widened in mild surprise, he hadn’t expected to hear something like that… it was sort of cute.

Grinning now, he turned their bodies so the chilly spray was hitting his back, then adjusted the knob so that the water was comfortably warmer.

Kagome was experiencing very troublesome turmoil. She didn’t know if grudge she felt was strong enough to pry her helpless body off of the one person that could change everything.

The effect was instant, the steam of the hot water rose in the air, the new warmth welcomed by the couple in the shower.

They waited for a few seconds until Inuyasha’s renewed heat called him back to the task at hand.

‘back to business…’

“You didn’t answer…” Inuyasha purred seductively as he licked the shell of her ear, earning a breathy moan in response, her knees almost giving in.

She didn’t know what to think… or how to respond…here was the love of her life seducing her in the shower. Was he really that clueless about their situation!?

She put her head down and hid her eyes… she thought for a moment, before fully turning to face him.

Holding onto his bare shoulders a breadths hair apart; she looked up into his golden yellow eyes.

‘I’ll make him apologize when it will be most meaningful… not just because he would want us to get on with it’ she thought carefully, running her hands through the damp silvery locks. Up until this moment she only dreamed of doing such a thing with him… now it had become reality.

Inuyasha stared back questioningly into her blue-grey eyes, completly filled with a deep afffection for the girl standing before him.

‘I’ll make him understand that my name is Kagome… not Kikyo...’ she told herself seriously, before giving in.

Grasping the wet hair at the back of his head she crushed their lips together in a passionate kiss. All of her emotions expressed with that simple gesture.

In response the hanyou groaned into her hot mouth, then roughly grabbed her hips with his clawed hands and ground his erection into her soft stomach. He had been waiting for this moment since the first time he laid eyes on the beautiful miko, this time… he would never let go. Her breathing incidentally hitched at the sudden contact, he took this opportunity to shove his tongue into her mouth and show her how much he wanted her.

Her hands slid from his hair and attached themselves onto his muscular back for support, her knees becoming weak with each passing second.

While her left hand lightly scraped his shoulders, the right moved downwards and began to rub his inner thigh indolently, making the hanyou growl with pleasure at the sudden distraction.

“Damn who knew you were such a tease…” he breathed, breaking the kiss and lightly pushing her against the wall. The cold and hot contrasts made Kagome’s world spin with unprecedented pleasure. Grinding his erection into her hips once more, he gripped and massaged her pert breasts while he licked and nipped at the sides of her throat.

She exhaled raggedly and groaned at the multiple sensations bombarding her over-sensitive body. Every little touch and movement, made her moan loudly with need, the heat between her legs building up with the friction created by his hot body rubbing repeatedly against her. She had never felt anything like this before, sure she had her dreams, but never had she felt so good…

she would have to do this again sometime… if things worked out the way she hoped.

Inuyasha grinned at the way she reacted, so perfectly. Every little moan and mewl showing how much she enjoyed his ‘compassion.’

Letting go of her aching breasts he rested his hands on her waist and began kissing a trail to her rosy peaks. Licking then suckling on the erect nipple, he cupped her other mound and rubbed the hardened tip. She groaned in a higher pitch and arched against him, wanting more.

Moving lower he got on his knees and smirked into her stomach as she arched her back forward, wanting her neglected breasts to be touched once again. She was purely helpless against his touch, every little thing he did, turned her into a begging mess. Laughing a little to himself he brought his clawed hands down and held tightly to the back of her thighs and began to nip at her lower belly, allowing Kagome to realize the need that had yet to be satiated a little further down.

Watching his head below her breasts now, she caught sight of his hanyou doggy ears. Doing the only thing she could at a time like this, she grabbed a furry wet triangle between her index finger and thumb and rubbed it as she enjoyed the lasting attention he had placed on her.

Right when she had touched his ears, he ceased his ministrations on the panting girl.

Kagome was somewhat afraid she had done something wrong by doing that and he would stop pleasing her because of it, but instead, it made him react quite the opposite…

“You're a tease… and I think you know it…” He darkly laughed as he stood up from his kneeling position, now face to face, staring her down with his golden eyes.

“what are you talking about?” she retorted, turning away from his burning gaze, she was afraid if she looked too long, she would give in to anything he wanted without asking for his apology.

“The reason why I came here was because earlier you were trying to mess with me…” he stated gruffly, a mischievous glint evident in his hooded eyes.

‘All this because I touched his ear?’

Taking both of her wrists and pinning them above her head, he used one hand to hold them there and the other to grab her chin so that she would face him.

Her heart beat fast from the sudden brutality that he showed and was in a heated daze from the torrent of sensations he had left lingering in her body…

But right now of all times.. he was trying to talk to her!

Inuyasha was paying close attention, gauging her reactions while he slowly part her legs with his free hand.

“this is for thinking you could walk away after whispering my name so nicely in my ear…”

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