Harajuku Girls
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Category:
InuYasha › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,508
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own InuYasha, nor make money from this story.
Harajuku Girls
This is my very first fic. The song is Harajuku Girls - by Gwen Stefani. Hope you all enjoy ^_^.
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The night was cool, four people quickly climbed out of a small sports car and made thier way to the brightly lit club. Tonight was all about fun and letting lose from the confines of thier daily lives. They all walked to the front of the line and the bouncer promptly let them through the velvet ropes without a word. Upon entering the club the small group moved to the back corner and sat in thier usual booth next to the dance floor. Getting settled, they gave thier orders to the waitress and she soon returned carrying four white russians. The two girls of the group got up after finishing thier drinks. Both were wearing tight leather outfits that left little to the imagination.
Sango leaned ofer to Kagome and whispered in her ear, "I think we should show Inuyasha and Miroku just what two women can do to a mans mind." Kagome's eyes lit up as she looked at sango with a michevious grin and gave a nod in response. They moved from the booth and turned to stop the two men who were making thier way out as well.
"Nu uh boys, Sango and I are partners tonight. If you guys want to dance you have eachother." Kagome said, holding back the urge to burst out laughing at the looks the two men gave them. Sango and Kagome made thier way to the DJ's booth and handed him a piece of paper with the name of the song they wanted, the DJ looked at the paper and looked back at the girls nodding and picking up the record and putting it on his turntable and started playing as the girls made thier way back to thier booth.
Slowly the music started and Kagome wrapped her arm around Sango's waist and putting her other hand on the girls shoulder as Sango did the same to her. They moved slowly to the beat placing thier faces inces from eachother, thier hands slowly moving up and down from thier positions.
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Wa-mono
There's me, there's you (hoko-ten)
In a pedestrian paradise
Where the catwalk got its claws (meow)
A subculture, in a kaleidoscope of fashion
Prowl the streets of Harajuku (irasshaimase)
~~~~~
Kagome started to rock her hips as she let Sango's leg come between hers moving up and down, making sure the two men in the booth got a nice visual. Slowly rubbing her breasts against Sango's as the other girl raised her face to the ceiling. Kagome took advantage of Sango's bare throat and began tracing her slender neck with her lips, just an inch above the flesh and blowing lightly on her sweaty skin, causing her to shiver and bring her hand into kagome's hair ruffleing it as the torture on her neck continued across her throat to the other shoulder.
~~~~~
Super lovers, tell me where you got yours
(At the super lovers store)
Yochi Yamamoto
I'm hanging with the locals
~~~~~
Sango's hand roamed across the girls backside as Kagome continued placing kisses of cool breath against her heated flesh. She slowly lowered her face as Kagome trailed up her throat and came within an inch of her lips. Both girls opened thier mouths and danced half an inch apart as if they were about to kiss, but never getting close enough for thier lips to meet. Thier bodies melding with the music each taking a turn dipping lower and lower with every beat of the bass that passed through them. Both dancing in a lustful dance, lost in one another with no acknowledgement of the world around them.
~~~~~
Where the catwalk got its claws
All you fashion know-it-alls
With your underground malls
In the world of Harajuku
Putting on a show, when you dress up in your clothes
Wild hair color and cell phones
Your accessories are dead on
~~~~~
Miroku and Inuyasha watched as Sango and Kagome lost themselves in the music. Teasing eachother with small touches and placing cool kisses of air against one anothers flesh. The sight was almost too much for them to handle, both men only took thier eyes off the scene before them for an instant to look at one another and ask the silent question they were both thinking "What in the hell got into them!?" they shrugged to one another and turned back to watch the girls continuing thier torture upon the men sitting in the booth.
~~~~~
Harajuku girls, you got the wicked style
I like the way that you are
I am your biggest fan, oh
Harajuku girls
I'm looking at you girls
You're so original girls
You got the look that makes you stand out
Juku girls, I'm looking at you girls
You mix and match it girls
You dress so fly and just parade around (arigato)
~~~~~
Kagome dipped lower and ran her hands from Sango's shoulders down to her ankles. She slowly made her way back up Sango's tight abbs, blowing lightly on her exposed stomach and smileing to herself as she heard the sharp intake of breath from the booth next to them as she passed by sango's breasts and repeated her actions across the ample cleavage in front of her. Her hands tracing lines across Sango's sides with her fingernails, causing her to tremble and moan.
~~~~
I'm fascinated by the Japanese fashion scene
Just an American girl in the Tokyo streets
My boyfriend bought me a Hysteric Glamour shirt
They're hard to find in the States, got me feeling couture
What's that you got on
Is it Comme Des Garcons
A Vivienne Westwood can't go wrong
Mixed up with second-hand clothes
(Let's not forget about John Galliano, no)
Flip the landscape when Nigo made A Bathing Ape
I've got expensive taste (oh well)
Guess I'd better save up (cho takai)
~~~~
Sango soon returned the favor and made her way down Kagome's body and she let herself linger around her belly button, runing her hands across Kagomes rear around her front and traveling dangerously close to her private area. She could tell this move had the desired effect on thier main audience sitting in the booth. From thier vantage point, she knew, it looked as if Sango was about to pleasure the other girl with her tounge and hands. Kagome placed her hands in Sango's hair and swayed her hips just enough to come within an inch of her lips, Causing the men to breath in another sharp breath.
~~~~
Work it, express it
Live it, command your style
Create it, design it
Now let me see you work it [repeat]
You bring style and color all around the world (you harajuku girls)
You bring style and color all around the world (you harajuku girls)
Your look is so distinctive, like DNA
Like nothing I've ever seen in the USA
Your underground culture, visual grammar
The language of your clothing, is something to encounter
A ping-pong match between eastern and western
Did you see your inspiration in my latest collection
Just wait til you get your little hands on L.A.M.B.
Cause it's (super kawaii), that means (super cute in Japanese)
The streets of Harajuku are your catwalk
Bishoujo, you're so vogue
That's what you drop
~~~~
Making her way back up Sango felt Kagome's hands brush across her breasts as her hands slowly made thier way up her body. She moaned loud enough for the two men in the booth to hear. Yes, she could tell thier little plan was working nicely. Both girls had been fed up with the antic's of the men. Both had been playing hard to get in the bedroom. They knew that the men were respecting the virtue of the girls and didnt want to press them into something they would regret. And even though both women had tried to assure them that they would not be forcing them into bed. It had been five months since they had moved into an apartment together. Five months of sleeping in the same bed with the man they loved. Five long torturous months of forplay that never led to what they wanted. They had had enough, tonight they were going to drive these men wild with desire that left them with no choice to do anything other than follow thier primal urges to take the women. Both knew it was playing dirty, but they had made thier minds up. This is what they wanted, and women who set thier minds on something they want, get what they want. And Sango could tell tonight they would be getting what they wanted many, many times. Sango placed her lips half an inch away from kagome's and placed small kisses to the side of her face that them men could not see. She began to whisper into kagome's ear, "I think our plan is working better than we expected, looks like thier about to jump out of that booth." She felt Kagome supress a giggle as she looked over to the two men to see desire flaring in thier eyes. Tonight, they would get what they wanted.
~~~~
Cho saikou, Harajuku girls
(And that's what you drop, and that's what you drop)
Cho saikou, Harajuku girls
Harajuku girls [chorus in background]
Harajuku girls
~~~~
As the song slowly came to an end the girls moved closer and closer together thier lips a hair away from one another. Thier tongues slowly came out and began to play with one another. They both knew this would drive the men to the brink, they both knew that they would be out of the club before the next song was done. Thier tongues fought for dominance over the other and they both suddenly felt a warm body behind them. Thier kiss broke as the leaned thier heads back onto thier respective love's shoulders, meeting thier lips with unbridaled passion as they moved to the last beats of the music, griding thier hips into the amazingly hard erections of thier soon to be lovers. They both looked at one another as thier love's nibbled down thier necks, they winked at eachother. They heard the last lines of the song as they were rushed out of the club to the hotel across the street.
~~~~
Style detached from content
A fatal attraction to cuteness
Style is style
Fashion is fashion
Girl, you got style
~~~~
The men barely noticed the fact that thier women didnt even bat an eye as they walked to the front counter and picked up two keys that had been waiting for them and made thier way back to them. the girls gave one last wink to one another as they went to thier seperate rooms. Tomorrow, they knew, it would be very hard to walk. A small price to pay for what they wanted more than anything.
~End~
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Read and Review please. ^_^ this is my first fic, please be gentle. See you all next time!
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The night was cool, four people quickly climbed out of a small sports car and made thier way to the brightly lit club. Tonight was all about fun and letting lose from the confines of thier daily lives. They all walked to the front of the line and the bouncer promptly let them through the velvet ropes without a word. Upon entering the club the small group moved to the back corner and sat in thier usual booth next to the dance floor. Getting settled, they gave thier orders to the waitress and she soon returned carrying four white russians. The two girls of the group got up after finishing thier drinks. Both were wearing tight leather outfits that left little to the imagination.
Sango leaned ofer to Kagome and whispered in her ear, "I think we should show Inuyasha and Miroku just what two women can do to a mans mind." Kagome's eyes lit up as she looked at sango with a michevious grin and gave a nod in response. They moved from the booth and turned to stop the two men who were making thier way out as well.
"Nu uh boys, Sango and I are partners tonight. If you guys want to dance you have eachother." Kagome said, holding back the urge to burst out laughing at the looks the two men gave them. Sango and Kagome made thier way to the DJ's booth and handed him a piece of paper with the name of the song they wanted, the DJ looked at the paper and looked back at the girls nodding and picking up the record and putting it on his turntable and started playing as the girls made thier way back to thier booth.
Slowly the music started and Kagome wrapped her arm around Sango's waist and putting her other hand on the girls shoulder as Sango did the same to her. They moved slowly to the beat placing thier faces inces from eachother, thier hands slowly moving up and down from thier positions.
~~~~~
Wa-mono
There's me, there's you (hoko-ten)
In a pedestrian paradise
Where the catwalk got its claws (meow)
A subculture, in a kaleidoscope of fashion
Prowl the streets of Harajuku (irasshaimase)
~~~~~
Kagome started to rock her hips as she let Sango's leg come between hers moving up and down, making sure the two men in the booth got a nice visual. Slowly rubbing her breasts against Sango's as the other girl raised her face to the ceiling. Kagome took advantage of Sango's bare throat and began tracing her slender neck with her lips, just an inch above the flesh and blowing lightly on her sweaty skin, causing her to shiver and bring her hand into kagome's hair ruffleing it as the torture on her neck continued across her throat to the other shoulder.
~~~~~
Super lovers, tell me where you got yours
(At the super lovers store)
Yochi Yamamoto
I'm hanging with the locals
~~~~~
Sango's hand roamed across the girls backside as Kagome continued placing kisses of cool breath against her heated flesh. She slowly lowered her face as Kagome trailed up her throat and came within an inch of her lips. Both girls opened thier mouths and danced half an inch apart as if they were about to kiss, but never getting close enough for thier lips to meet. Thier bodies melding with the music each taking a turn dipping lower and lower with every beat of the bass that passed through them. Both dancing in a lustful dance, lost in one another with no acknowledgement of the world around them.
~~~~~
Where the catwalk got its claws
All you fashion know-it-alls
With your underground malls
In the world of Harajuku
Putting on a show, when you dress up in your clothes
Wild hair color and cell phones
Your accessories are dead on
~~~~~
Miroku and Inuyasha watched as Sango and Kagome lost themselves in the music. Teasing eachother with small touches and placing cool kisses of air against one anothers flesh. The sight was almost too much for them to handle, both men only took thier eyes off the scene before them for an instant to look at one another and ask the silent question they were both thinking "What in the hell got into them!?" they shrugged to one another and turned back to watch the girls continuing thier torture upon the men sitting in the booth.
~~~~~
Harajuku girls, you got the wicked style
I like the way that you are
I am your biggest fan, oh
Harajuku girls
I'm looking at you girls
You're so original girls
You got the look that makes you stand out
Juku girls, I'm looking at you girls
You mix and match it girls
You dress so fly and just parade around (arigato)
~~~~~
Kagome dipped lower and ran her hands from Sango's shoulders down to her ankles. She slowly made her way back up Sango's tight abbs, blowing lightly on her exposed stomach and smileing to herself as she heard the sharp intake of breath from the booth next to them as she passed by sango's breasts and repeated her actions across the ample cleavage in front of her. Her hands tracing lines across Sango's sides with her fingernails, causing her to tremble and moan.
~~~~
I'm fascinated by the Japanese fashion scene
Just an American girl in the Tokyo streets
My boyfriend bought me a Hysteric Glamour shirt
They're hard to find in the States, got me feeling couture
What's that you got on
Is it Comme Des Garcons
A Vivienne Westwood can't go wrong
Mixed up with second-hand clothes
(Let's not forget about John Galliano, no)
Flip the landscape when Nigo made A Bathing Ape
I've got expensive taste (oh well)
Guess I'd better save up (cho takai)
~~~~
Sango soon returned the favor and made her way down Kagome's body and she let herself linger around her belly button, runing her hands across Kagomes rear around her front and traveling dangerously close to her private area. She could tell this move had the desired effect on thier main audience sitting in the booth. From thier vantage point, she knew, it looked as if Sango was about to pleasure the other girl with her tounge and hands. Kagome placed her hands in Sango's hair and swayed her hips just enough to come within an inch of her lips, Causing the men to breath in another sharp breath.
~~~~
Work it, express it
Live it, command your style
Create it, design it
Now let me see you work it [repeat]
You bring style and color all around the world (you harajuku girls)
You bring style and color all around the world (you harajuku girls)
Your look is so distinctive, like DNA
Like nothing I've ever seen in the USA
Your underground culture, visual grammar
The language of your clothing, is something to encounter
A ping-pong match between eastern and western
Did you see your inspiration in my latest collection
Just wait til you get your little hands on L.A.M.B.
Cause it's (super kawaii), that means (super cute in Japanese)
The streets of Harajuku are your catwalk
Bishoujo, you're so vogue
That's what you drop
~~~~
Making her way back up Sango felt Kagome's hands brush across her breasts as her hands slowly made thier way up her body. She moaned loud enough for the two men in the booth to hear. Yes, she could tell thier little plan was working nicely. Both girls had been fed up with the antic's of the men. Both had been playing hard to get in the bedroom. They knew that the men were respecting the virtue of the girls and didnt want to press them into something they would regret. And even though both women had tried to assure them that they would not be forcing them into bed. It had been five months since they had moved into an apartment together. Five months of sleeping in the same bed with the man they loved. Five long torturous months of forplay that never led to what they wanted. They had had enough, tonight they were going to drive these men wild with desire that left them with no choice to do anything other than follow thier primal urges to take the women. Both knew it was playing dirty, but they had made thier minds up. This is what they wanted, and women who set thier minds on something they want, get what they want. And Sango could tell tonight they would be getting what they wanted many, many times. Sango placed her lips half an inch away from kagome's and placed small kisses to the side of her face that them men could not see. She began to whisper into kagome's ear, "I think our plan is working better than we expected, looks like thier about to jump out of that booth." She felt Kagome supress a giggle as she looked over to the two men to see desire flaring in thier eyes. Tonight, they would get what they wanted.
~~~~
Cho saikou, Harajuku girls
(And that's what you drop, and that's what you drop)
Cho saikou, Harajuku girls
Harajuku girls [chorus in background]
Harajuku girls
~~~~
As the song slowly came to an end the girls moved closer and closer together thier lips a hair away from one another. Thier tongues slowly came out and began to play with one another. They both knew this would drive the men to the brink, they both knew that they would be out of the club before the next song was done. Thier tongues fought for dominance over the other and they both suddenly felt a warm body behind them. Thier kiss broke as the leaned thier heads back onto thier respective love's shoulders, meeting thier lips with unbridaled passion as they moved to the last beats of the music, griding thier hips into the amazingly hard erections of thier soon to be lovers. They both looked at one another as thier love's nibbled down thier necks, they winked at eachother. They heard the last lines of the song as they were rushed out of the club to the hotel across the street.
~~~~
Style detached from content
A fatal attraction to cuteness
Style is style
Fashion is fashion
Girl, you got style
~~~~
The men barely noticed the fact that thier women didnt even bat an eye as they walked to the front counter and picked up two keys that had been waiting for them and made thier way back to them. the girls gave one last wink to one another as they went to thier seperate rooms. Tomorrow, they knew, it would be very hard to walk. A small price to pay for what they wanted more than anything.
~End~
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Read and Review please. ^_^ this is my first fic, please be gentle. See you all next time!