bad boy

Disclaimer: ¡§Inuyasha¡¨ is owned by Rumiko Takahashi


Authors Notes/Comments:

Spoilers: This story contains references to characters from episodes 75-78. Peeps should be beyond those episodes by now.

Main pairings Inu/Kag San/Mir Rin/Sess Kik/Nar & a few suprises. Certain plot aspects relate to the Korean movie ¡§Volcano High¡¨. There may even be ¡§guest¡¨ appearances of characters from other mangas. We will see.

WARNING NC-18+: There will definitely be some OOC-ness. Dark lemon content with somewhat non-consensual sex (no rape), B&D, S&M elements, violence, language, adult content. Everyone is 18+ age wise. 21 would be perfect ļ.

If you don¡¦t like the above, DO NOT READ. This story was originally posted on AFF.net but due to recent problems with accessing the site to post my updates, it is now here on MM.org. Hopefully if I can get into the site, I will continue to update there as well. Overall, I¡¦d prefer you be at least 18 or older reading this story.


Main Settings: Midoriko Alternative High School, Kagome¡¦s House, Yash¡¦s House,

The Clubs


The Fangs: Motorcycle Club that races for money and of course thrills. Inuyasha is their leader & Miroku is his second-in-command. Shippou is their mechanic.


The Assassins: ¡§Car Club¡¨ headed by Sesshoumaru and Dante Sparda (yeah, yeah from DMC). The Assassins are all rich young men and women from powerful families only. They are the ruling elite of the school¡¦s alternative hip scene, driving Jaguars, Porsches, Lamborghinis, etc. They are known for their interest in various weapons and fighting skills, although they might condescend to race.

The Spiders: Naraku¡¦s group, his club has a mix of cars and racing bikes. They also deal in drugs.

The Wolves: Rival motorcycle club headed by Kouga. Ayame is his second-in-command. Ginta and Hakkaku are his main enforcers. This club is known to extort money out of other students, and are hired enforcers when money is loaned out and not repaid.

The Mikos: A group headed by Kanna. Kikyou is her new second-in-command. The Mikos are more or less hangers on, although some like Kanna do race and sometimes they are the girlfriends of the leaders of the different clubs. Kagura used to be second to Kanna but Kikyou usurped her place with Naraku¡¦s help.

bad boy


by kittie le sabre, ¡§a rage2velvet¡¨ enterprise

Part One

¡§Higurashi!¡¨


Kagome paused in the hallway, pivoting on her heel to face her boyfriend, Hojo. She could feel the eyes on them, could hear the envious and awed whispers as he glided over towards her. She supposed she should be used to it by now; they were the most popular couple in school.

The girls were all tallying her expensive silk two piece Baby Phat outfit with the matching purple Prada shoes. Her limited edition Louis Vuitton bag and matching duffel were slung casually over her shoulders.

Comments and critiques were exchanged about her hairstyle and Mac make-up. She drifted across the room, leaving the scent of Van Cleef and Arpel perfume floating in her wake. There was nothing about Kagome Higurashi that was not extensively noted and observed.

Sometimes she¡¦d give anything to be poor and well, normal.

Her mother owned a chain of gift stores across the country and her grandfather was a famous New Age guru. Kagome¡¦s father had also left them all a large fortune along with his family estate that came with the shrine that drew tourists and brought in even more money. Her grandfather reveled in the pilgrimages of supplicants who all flocked to the shrine to attend his seminars and to seek his wisdom and mystical advice.

She sighed. There was no way to escape her station in life or the immense wealth of her family.


Hojo paused in front of her, and lightly bussed her on the cheek. ¡§You look beautiful today. Are you coming to meet us for dinner at the supper club later?¡¨

Kagome gently gave a negative shake of her head, causing the pearl earrings he¡¦d recently given her to dance against her silken hair. She hated to turn him down. After all, he was the perfect boyfriend. He always looked perfect, had perfect grades, said the perfect words and did the perfect thing, all of the time.

The trouble was he was too damned perfect. Lately she¡¦d been feeling restless, like there was something missing in their relationship.


¡§Gomen, Hojo-kun. I promised Sango that I would help her with the pictures for the yearbook after school today. She¡¦s clueless when it comes down to Photoshop, you know.¡¨

Hojo merely nodded in agreement and understanding. He leaned in to take her by the hand and to kiss her good-bye. ¡§I¡¦ll call you later when you get in. Let me know if you both need a ride home. I don¡¦t want you traveling by yourselves later in the evening.¡¨

Kagome smiled brightly and replied, ¡§I will. I¡¦m sorry I can¡¦t make it. Thanks, Hojo.¡¨


¡§Hey, Kagome, it¡¦s nothing.¡¨ He blushed and turned away, catching up with his group of friends and waving to her.

¡§Yeah, nothing,¡¨ she said with a weary smile. Sometimes she felt just that with him, nothing. It was as if she were living up to other people¡¦s expectations. Suddenly, she gasped, when an odd sensation touched her.


What was it? Kagome slightly frowned.

Abruptly, she felt a shiver crawl up her spine, like a premonition. Someone was watching her, most intently. She was used to people¡¦s looks because she was in the popular set at school, but this was different.

Kagome slowly turned on heel until she located the source of her discomfort.

A pair of feral amber golden eyes pierced her to the core and she felt a strange jolt down into her most intimate parts. She had never experienced this before, certainly not with Hojo who incited feelings of warmth and safety. But this¡Kthis was something that scared the hell out of her.


And it was bad enough that it was him.

He was leaning against the outside door that led to the connecting building where students went to take gym and other classes.

The heavy black and red leather biker jacket was slung across his shoulder as he took a long drag off his clove cigarette. His wild silver hair tumbled across the skintight black T-shirt that displayed his muscular chest and rock-hard abs and ultra narrow waist. A silver chain with a set of ¡§dogtags¡¨ hung from around his neck. Equally tight black leather motorcycle pants hugged his strong thighs and legs. The heavy Harley-Davidson boots were black with buckles in the classic style of Marlon Brando¡¦s ¡§Wild One¡¨. A dark red kanji tattoo outlined in black ink was visible on his upper arm, reading ¡§Soul Stealer¡¨.

Kagome could not look away even though his presence offended her to no end. He was part of the rough crowd, the bad boys that ran the ¡§underworld¡¨ of the school. The underworld consisted of the various ¡§clubs¡¨ and ¡§organizations¡¨ but her grandfather would call them all gangs.

She¡¦d never spoken to him, ever; no decent girl could do so without losing her reputation and respectability.

So why was she returning his stare? Usually she ignored his kind but today she was feeling reckless. Not good.

¡§Oi bitch, what the fuck you staring at?¡¨


Kagome reeled in shock. Her fists clenched and she could feel the heat rising in her face. That loser called her a bitch? Just who in the hell did he think he was? Besides, the bastard had been staring at her!

She marched over to him, standing so close that they were almost nose to nose.

¡§I¡¦m not a bitch, asshole! And you were looking at me first!¡¨

He peered down at her with an amused expressed and released smoke into her face. Kagome erupted into a coughing spell. When she finally recovered, she reared back and smacked him hard.

¡§Don¡¦t you ever blow smoke in my face, you bakamon!¡¨

The hallway was beyond quiet as spectators all paused to stare at the couple in shocked horror. Kagome Higurashi, the most gorgeous and popular girl in school, had just belted Inuyasha Taisho! Didn¡¦t she realize that he was younger brother to Sesshoumaru, the head of The Assassins? Had she failed to recall that Inuyasha was the leader of The Fangs, a brutal motorcycle club that didn¡¦t take nonsense from anyone?

¡§What was that for, you stupid ass bitch!¡¨ Inuyasha yelled and closed in on her.

Kagome froze, all too aware of the danger she was in and what she had done. She could smell the leather and the masculine spice of his clean smooth skin. Combined with the fear and anger, she was becoming aroused by his proximity and it made no sense! She had to escape!


Before she could take a step back, Inuyasha grabbed her by the waist to pull her close to him. ¡§You¡¦re gonna pay for that, bitch,¡¨ he growled harshly.

Kagome panicked, ready to kick the hell out of him. She pummeled his chest with her fists, as he stood there immobile and unaffected by the blows.


¡§Inuyasha!¡¨

He halted, going stock still to glance at someone behind her. Kagome wondered who had called his name.

¡§Let her go.¡¨

Kagome waited for several moments as his attention shifted back towards her.

¡§Keh!¡¨

He shoved her away, and she staggered, falling to the floor in a disgraceful heap. She was able to look up in time to take note of a curvy female dressed in a red leather dress and stilettos sauntering up to him. The woman kissed him on the mouth, smearing deep red lipstick on him and he cursed and walked away.

The woman wandered over to her with an expression of concern on her face.

¡§Are you alright?¡¨

¡§Yes, thanks.¡¨ Kagome allowed the other girl to help her up. Who was she?

¡§Here,¡¨ the other girl handed her the designer duffel. ¡§I¡¦m Kagura by the way.¡¨

¡§Kagura?¡¨ Kagome repeated. Kagura Winn, ex-member of The Mikos. Oh no.

Kagura was now Sesshoumaru¡¦s ¡§personal assistant¡¨. Or at least she belonged to BOTH The Assassins and The Fangs¡¦ leaders for their ¡§personal use¡¨ after the chief of The Spiders, Onigumo, had dumped her for a cold bitch named Kikyou.

Whatever Kagura was or wasn¡¦t to them it was not her concern. At any rate, she was not the kind of girl someone like her should be seen talking to.

¡§I¡¦m fine now,¡¨ Kagome informed her, hastily making her escape as the group of students behind her began chattering away over what had just occurred.

¡§Kagome-chan?¡¨

She turned in time to notice a petite and voluptuous junior hurrying along beside her. The girl was extremely pretty with wavy blue-black hair that cascaded to her waist. Her curvy figure was enhanced by her orange-yellow Mecca denim outfit. A white lace Bebe camisole was beneath the jacket and she was wearing a pair of off-white Kenneth Cole boots.

Rin Todo was the newest member of Kagome¡¦s clique of friends. She had become almost as popular as Sango and herself.


Currently, Rin was working as the assistant editor on the yearbook.

¡§Are you okay? I saw what happened,¡¨ Rin told her quietly with concern brimming in her onyx eyes.

Kagome nodded curtly. ¡§I¡¦m fine. Let¡¦s go meet Sango-chan.¡¨

¡§Sure,¡¨ Rin complied and they rushed off towards the room where they were meeting the other girl.


*~*~*~*~*~*~

Inuyasha was pissed.

He headed out towards his crimson red bike, Tetsusaiga, which was in the students¡¦ lot. His mind was racing with dark plans for Kagome Higurashi. That stuck up bitch would pay for fronting him off. Wasn¡¦t he the leader of The Fangs? There was no way that headstrong little slut was going to get away with this.

She wasn¡¦t the first girl he¡¦d broken and she would not be the last. Probably was still a virgin, too. Heat flooded his crotch as he thought about fucking her senseless. It was quite obvious that Toto, or Hobo, or whatever his name was had no clue what to do with a feisty ass babe like that.

After whipping out his cell phone, he quickly dialed a number, mentally counting the rings.

¡§What¡¦s up, man?¡¨ Miroku muttered on the other end sounding groggy.

¡§Shit! You still asleep? It¡¦s almost third period! Get your lazy ass up here by 2pm.¡¨

¡§Hey, hey, I¡¦m sorry, Yash. I was out late again.¡¨

¡§Is that right?¡¨ Inuyasha quipped, swinging his leg across his bike and leaning back. ¡§You still creeping around with that Sango chick?¡¨

Miroku moaned. How¡¦d the bastard-not always the sharpest knife in the drawer mind you-manage to guess so accurately? It wasn¡¦t like he¡¦d been broadcasting his association with Sango. ¡§Maybe. Maybe not.¡¨ At Inuyasha¡¦s knowing smirk he shrugged. ¡§Whatever it is or is not, noone is supposed to know. Keep that down.¡¨

¡§What the fuck for?¡¨ Inuyasha paused narrowing his eyes, until something dawned on him. ¡§Oh that¡¦s right, she¡¦s going out with Kuranosuke, huh?¡¨

¡§Yeah, that¡¦s right. Don¡¦t mess this up for me.¡¨ Miroku sighed and then yawned.

¡§Mess this up?¡¨ Inuyasha repeated. ¡§Sounds like you are far gone already. I know she didn¡¦t fuck you; ain¡¦t the type. Part of that goody-goody girls¡¦ clique.¡¨ He paused for a moment. ¡§Make sure when you arrive you have a full dossier on Higurashi. And don¡¦t fucking ask me why.¡¨

He hung up and revved up his bike. The last time he¡¦d been this sprung is when he¡¦d gotten revenge on Naraku by freeing Kagura of him, and pushing Kikyou his way. Served the bastard right for helping Kikyou kick Kagura out of The Mikos. Now Kagura was the secretary for The Fangs and The Assassins, although he suspected she was rather sweet on his cold-hearted older brother. Hell, the majority of the female population, both student body and staff, was heartsick with lust for Sesshoumaru Taisho. Being a stuck up bastard only made him more desirable.

But sadly for her, Kagura was considered only close a friend, not at all ideal to be Queen of The Assassins.

Inuyasha could remember the time he¡¦d been close to giving an unworthy slut that title. He¡¦d been really into Kikyou until he learned about her ambitions, along with the betrayals and lies. She fucked countless boys in The Assassins, including Dante Sparda, Sesshoumaru¡¦s second. He¡¦d even heard about her exploits with The Wolves, and later that drug dealing scum, Naraku.

¡§Keh,¡¨ he scoffed, dismissing the past with Kikyou.

Inuyasha peered at his watch. It was time to go.

Lighting up another cigarette, he put on his helmet and gloves, rushing to his apartment to make the necessary preparations. Revenge was always the sweetest when it was planned.


Japanese vocabulary:

Bakamon: moron

Gomen: Sorry