Hanyou Nights
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Adult ++
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Hanyou Nights
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Added line to make "The Man" happy: I do not make any money from this.
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“Come on, Kagome! Live a little! Here is a dollar. Go stick it in that stripper’s g-string,” Sango said.
Kagome frowned. She thought a night out with her girlfriends would mean going out to the nightclubs, not going to the strip club. Although the men did look enticing, she thought, ‘I bet they all are gay.’
It was ridiculous watching all the women scream and shout at the nearly naked dancing men.
‘I go to a gentlemen’s club and there is no screaming, but here, it is insanely loud,’ she groused.
She closed her eyes and sighed. Sango had the dollar bill only inches from her face. She plucked the money from her friend’s hand and replied, “Okay! Just this once, but I am not sticking it in that guy’s g-string. He is ugly. I will pick.”
Sango smiled, “Fine! I promise we can go clubbing next time.”
Kagome looked around the crowded room. The music was loud, but the screaming just as loud. It was more condensed to the far side of the room, so she decided to check it out.
‘Must be something good if it is louder over there,’ she thought as she meandered over to see.
It was tough for her to push some of the girls away, reminding Kagome of a recent wedding party encounter where the women were like rabid dogs just to catch the bouquet. When she successfully got through, her eyes widened.
‘No wondered the women were all in a frenzy,’ she thought.
The man before her was no ordinary man. He had eyes the color of the sun, and hair that was long and silver. He was exotic. Kagome would have said he was some god, which was pretty close, until she saw the furry ears on his head.
She had heard of them in stories as a child. However, she could not deny that he was beautiful. Her mouth went dry as her eyes traced the lines of his abs, and then traveled upward to his neck. She literally wanted to lick it all up.
“Hanyou,” she accidentally mumbled.
She did not mean to say the word. She had a habit of letting things that she was thinking slip out. The half demon dancing in front of her was suddenly closer than she expected, and she squeaked.
“Do not say it again,” the dancer growled low enough for her to hear.
She simply nodded and handed him the dollar bill. He grinned at her and said, “I am a little busy here. Why not help me by putting that in my g-string?”
Kagome blushed, and then immediately cursed herself. She was not some teenage girl that was wet behind the ears when it came to speaking with men. In fact, she was quite popular.
She grinned in return and replied, “Oh, I would not want to inconvenience you. Here you go.”
She slipped the dollar into the front of his red g-string, right above his package. She noticed that he became erect. When the hanyou before her groaned, she turned and waded through the crowd so she could go back to her friend.
She could hear the women screaming with delight seeing the hanyou’s erection clearly.
‘Well, that was fun. At least one of these strippers turned out to be interested in women,’ she mused.
She looked around for Sango and could not find her within the main room, so she went to the women’s bathroom to check.
‘Who in the hell gets lost in the a strip club?’ she wondered.
It was not the first time. Sango was really good at forgetting her when she took big hits on her pot stash before going out. For Kagome, it was annoying, but even more so that it was suppose to be a girls’ night out and she bailed. It was then Kagome also realized one thing.
“Shit! She took my stuff with her!” Kagome groaned.
Kagome hated bringing a purse. She usually brought a simple wallet, but it was hard to get around a club when you have a wallet or cellphone in hand. She did have pockets, but her jeans were skin tight on her that she knew that it would be uncomfortable. Instead, she had Sango look out for them.
‘How am I going to get home?’ she wondered.
One of the club bouncers walked by and she pulled at the guy’s sleeve to get his attention.
“Sorry to bother you, but I think my friend left not too long ago and she had all of my stuff with her. Is there a phone I could use to try to contact her?” she asked.
“Are you sure? Did you look?” the tall burly black man asked.
“Yes. I checked twice. I even checked the bathroom,” Kagome replied.
“Okay, follow me,” he said.
She hoped she did not inconvenience the guy, but she needed to call Sango. She was the only person she knew. It was hard being in the United States as a foreign exchange college student. She just worked and studied. Only twice a month she got a chance to go out.
‘Just great! Next time Sango better be drunk instead of high,’ she thought as she followed the bouncer.
He led her to the office and said, “Use the phone. For your convenience, I will inform the bartender while you wait to allow you free drinks. Must suck being left behind.”
“Yes, it is,” she agreed with a heavy sigh.
She picked up the phone and dialed Sango’s number, hoping that her friend might pick up. She was not so lucky as Sango’s cellphone immediately directed Kagome to voicemail.
“You forgot to leave with me. I am here at Chip n’ Dales without money or any identification. I am only here on student visa, so it would be hard to explain myself if I had to deal with the authorites,” Kagome said. “I hope you listen to this message soon.”
She hung up and looked at the bouncer.
“No luck. I got the voicemail,” she said.
“I can ask one of the guys to give you a lift,” he offered.
“I would not want to be anymore of a burden than I already am right now. You already let me call her, and you are giving me free drinks,” she said.
“No, I insist. The guys here are harmless. They check out well. Since InuYasha is soon to be off from his shift, I will ask him. Go wait by the bar and I will ask,” he said.
“Thank you. This means a lot to me,” she replied.
She left the office and went to the bar as the bouncer instructed. She was not sure if she could be comfortable getting a ride to her home with one of the strippers.
‘InuYasha,’ she mulled the name around in her head. ‘That name is Japanese. I did not see any strippers of Japanese descent.’
She waited at the bar. Some of the dancers gave her evil looks because she would not accept a lapdance. What was she to say if she accepted?
‘Thanks for the free lapdance!’ she laughed to herself.
The bartender kept her drinks coming as if she was some bigwig with a wad of cash. She was not complaining. The pleasant buzz she was developing allowed her dark thoughts of what she was going to do to her friend to slowly waft away.
“Oye, wench! Heard your friend could not stand you anymore and ditched you. I guess you get a ride with me,” the dancer before her said.
It was the silver-haired half demon. Kagome frowned.
“Just my luck!” she grumbled.
“I second that,” InuYasha replied.
Kagome followed the tall hanyou out of the club. It was raining outside and she cursed her luck some more.
“Where do you live?” he asked, leading her to a simple black Toyota pick- up truck.
“I live near Barnes Jewish Hospital, right off of Forest Park,” she replied.
“Shit! I live in South County. You are totally out of the way! Why come to Boxer’s n Briefs, here in Centreville, Illinois when there are plenty of male strip clubs in St. Louis?” he asked.
“Not my choice. This was my friend’s idea of a girl’s night out event,” Kagome grumbled as he smoothly slid into the driver’s seat and started the engine.
The ride was quite except for when she had to tell him the exit ramp and the street she lived on. She mostly stared out of her window and into the rainy night. Even though she was angry with Sango, she wondered if her friend was okay.
“Okay, here is where I let you out,” InuYasha said.
Kagome took a second look at the rain. There had already been enough deep puddles and despite the fact she did not know the hanyou next to her, the drive to South County was another half hour.
“Hey, the weather is really bad. Why not park your car and come up. I know my apartment is not much, but it two bedrooms that are furnished. I only use the other one for my studying, so you can use it,” she offered.
“Are you trying to get me in the sack,” InuYasha asked, waggling his eyebrow.
Kagome’s face flushed as she choked, “No, I am not propositioning you!”
“Could have fooled me when you almost stuck your hands all the way down in my pants,” he said with a chuckle.
“Gosh! You are such a jerk! I am trying to be nice! You gave me a ride and right now the weather is terrible,” she replied, and then quickly unbuckled her seatbelt.
She opened the door and dashed through the torrential rain toward her apartment. When she got there, she found her keys and wallet sitting by the door.
‘Just great, Sango! Thank you for putting my stuff in a place that it could have been easily stolen!’ she thought heatedly.
She jammed her key into the door and let herself in.
“Hey, I will take you up on staying here. Just promise you will not molest me,” he joked.
“Ha, ha, really funny, mister,” she laughed sarcastically.
She watched him accommodate himself to her apartment by looking around and sniffing.
“So, you did not want me to say that you are hanyou. Why?” Kagome asked.
“Truthfully, only a few gifted people can see and sense my kind. The rest just see a dark-haired man in front of him. I wear a kotodama necklace that is spelled to hide my demon features. Having yellow eyes, silver hair, and dog ears are not exactly normal,” he replied.
“Me? Gifted?” she wondered.
“You are Japanese. Even with your strong accent, you look Japanese. Do you have ancestors that were priests?” he asked.
“I lived on a shrine and my grandfather is a priest,” she answered. “I was trained to be a priestess, but I chose to be a doctor. That is why I am here. If I am not in class or lab, I intern at Barnes. My other time is spent working at the the Wasabi restaurant,” she said.
“Well, do me a favor and keep you trap shut about me being hanyou,” he said gruffly.
“No problem. I was not anyway,” she assured him.
“Where is the bathroom? I need a shower,” he said, and then his expression turned playful. “You smell like you need one too. Want to share?”
“In your dreams, buddy,” she retorted, but pointed the way to the bathroom.
“Suit yourself, priestess,” he replied and followed the direction that her finger was pointing.
To make her mad, he left the door of the bathroom open while he showered. She glowered at the door.
“Get a grip, Kagome,” she whispered to herself. “You are letting him get you all riled up.”
‘I would jump him in a heartbeat if my morals would not keep getting in the way,’ she mourned.
Despite her outward behavior towards him, she really did like him. The banter between them was a turn on. Many men that she knew were turned off by that as it did not convey the demureness expected from her. She knew she was brazen. Her mouth always got her in trouble back in Japan. Her last true boyfriend, Hojou, was afraid of letting her meet his parents as they were quite reserved and followed tradition as if a ritual.
Her thoughts were interrupted when InuYasha cleared his throat.
“That was fa…st,” she chocked, noticing that he was dripping wet and naked.
“I could not find the towels,” he replied with a shrug.
She tried not to stare. She tried not to drool. She tried not to look like she was trying to catch flies with her mouth hanging open in shock.
‘He is huge!’ she exclaimed to herself.
“It costs extra for private shows, wench,” he said.
She closed her jaw with a click and growled, “You are such a jerk!”
“You already said that earlier,” he replied playfully.
“Your room is that way!” she cried out, averting her eyes as she pointed the way to the extra room.
“Okay, okay. Damn, I was just playing with you,” he explained, and then went to the room.
She went into the bathroom and slammed the door close. She turned the water on and started undressing. When she finished, she heard a knock on the door.
“Hey, I need my clothes!” InuYasha said through the door.
Kagome sighed and picked up his clothes. She opened the door and shoved them into his face.
“Wow! Not bad for a human woman,” he laughed.
Kagome slammed the door for the second time and fumed to herself, ‘Why me?’
Added line to make "The Man" happy: I do not make any money from this.
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“Come on, Kagome! Live a little! Here is a dollar. Go stick it in that stripper’s g-string,” Sango said.
Kagome frowned. She thought a night out with her girlfriends would mean going out to the nightclubs, not going to the strip club. Although the men did look enticing, she thought, ‘I bet they all are gay.’
It was ridiculous watching all the women scream and shout at the nearly naked dancing men.
‘I go to a gentlemen’s club and there is no screaming, but here, it is insanely loud,’ she groused.
She closed her eyes and sighed. Sango had the dollar bill only inches from her face. She plucked the money from her friend’s hand and replied, “Okay! Just this once, but I am not sticking it in that guy’s g-string. He is ugly. I will pick.”
Sango smiled, “Fine! I promise we can go clubbing next time.”
Kagome looked around the crowded room. The music was loud, but the screaming just as loud. It was more condensed to the far side of the room, so she decided to check it out.
‘Must be something good if it is louder over there,’ she thought as she meandered over to see.
It was tough for her to push some of the girls away, reminding Kagome of a recent wedding party encounter where the women were like rabid dogs just to catch the bouquet. When she successfully got through, her eyes widened.
‘No wondered the women were all in a frenzy,’ she thought.
The man before her was no ordinary man. He had eyes the color of the sun, and hair that was long and silver. He was exotic. Kagome would have said he was some god, which was pretty close, until she saw the furry ears on his head.
She had heard of them in stories as a child. However, she could not deny that he was beautiful. Her mouth went dry as her eyes traced the lines of his abs, and then traveled upward to his neck. She literally wanted to lick it all up.
“Hanyou,” she accidentally mumbled.
She did not mean to say the word. She had a habit of letting things that she was thinking slip out. The half demon dancing in front of her was suddenly closer than she expected, and she squeaked.
“Do not say it again,” the dancer growled low enough for her to hear.
She simply nodded and handed him the dollar bill. He grinned at her and said, “I am a little busy here. Why not help me by putting that in my g-string?”
Kagome blushed, and then immediately cursed herself. She was not some teenage girl that was wet behind the ears when it came to speaking with men. In fact, she was quite popular.
She grinned in return and replied, “Oh, I would not want to inconvenience you. Here you go.”
She slipped the dollar into the front of his red g-string, right above his package. She noticed that he became erect. When the hanyou before her groaned, she turned and waded through the crowd so she could go back to her friend.
She could hear the women screaming with delight seeing the hanyou’s erection clearly.
‘Well, that was fun. At least one of these strippers turned out to be interested in women,’ she mused.
She looked around for Sango and could not find her within the main room, so she went to the women’s bathroom to check.
‘Who in the hell gets lost in the a strip club?’ she wondered.
It was not the first time. Sango was really good at forgetting her when she took big hits on her pot stash before going out. For Kagome, it was annoying, but even more so that it was suppose to be a girls’ night out and she bailed. It was then Kagome also realized one thing.
“Shit! She took my stuff with her!” Kagome groaned.
Kagome hated bringing a purse. She usually brought a simple wallet, but it was hard to get around a club when you have a wallet or cellphone in hand. She did have pockets, but her jeans were skin tight on her that she knew that it would be uncomfortable. Instead, she had Sango look out for them.
‘How am I going to get home?’ she wondered.
One of the club bouncers walked by and she pulled at the guy’s sleeve to get his attention.
“Sorry to bother you, but I think my friend left not too long ago and she had all of my stuff with her. Is there a phone I could use to try to contact her?” she asked.
“Are you sure? Did you look?” the tall burly black man asked.
“Yes. I checked twice. I even checked the bathroom,” Kagome replied.
“Okay, follow me,” he said.
She hoped she did not inconvenience the guy, but she needed to call Sango. She was the only person she knew. It was hard being in the United States as a foreign exchange college student. She just worked and studied. Only twice a month she got a chance to go out.
‘Just great! Next time Sango better be drunk instead of high,’ she thought as she followed the bouncer.
He led her to the office and said, “Use the phone. For your convenience, I will inform the bartender while you wait to allow you free drinks. Must suck being left behind.”
“Yes, it is,” she agreed with a heavy sigh.
She picked up the phone and dialed Sango’s number, hoping that her friend might pick up. She was not so lucky as Sango’s cellphone immediately directed Kagome to voicemail.
“You forgot to leave with me. I am here at Chip n’ Dales without money or any identification. I am only here on student visa, so it would be hard to explain myself if I had to deal with the authorites,” Kagome said. “I hope you listen to this message soon.”
She hung up and looked at the bouncer.
“No luck. I got the voicemail,” she said.
“I can ask one of the guys to give you a lift,” he offered.
“I would not want to be anymore of a burden than I already am right now. You already let me call her, and you are giving me free drinks,” she said.
“No, I insist. The guys here are harmless. They check out well. Since InuYasha is soon to be off from his shift, I will ask him. Go wait by the bar and I will ask,” he said.
“Thank you. This means a lot to me,” she replied.
She left the office and went to the bar as the bouncer instructed. She was not sure if she could be comfortable getting a ride to her home with one of the strippers.
‘InuYasha,’ she mulled the name around in her head. ‘That name is Japanese. I did not see any strippers of Japanese descent.’
She waited at the bar. Some of the dancers gave her evil looks because she would not accept a lapdance. What was she to say if she accepted?
‘Thanks for the free lapdance!’ she laughed to herself.
The bartender kept her drinks coming as if she was some bigwig with a wad of cash. She was not complaining. The pleasant buzz she was developing allowed her dark thoughts of what she was going to do to her friend to slowly waft away.
“Oye, wench! Heard your friend could not stand you anymore and ditched you. I guess you get a ride with me,” the dancer before her said.
It was the silver-haired half demon. Kagome frowned.
“Just my luck!” she grumbled.
“I second that,” InuYasha replied.
Kagome followed the tall hanyou out of the club. It was raining outside and she cursed her luck some more.
“Where do you live?” he asked, leading her to a simple black Toyota pick- up truck.
“I live near Barnes Jewish Hospital, right off of Forest Park,” she replied.
“Shit! I live in South County. You are totally out of the way! Why come to Boxer’s n Briefs, here in Centreville, Illinois when there are plenty of male strip clubs in St. Louis?” he asked.
“Not my choice. This was my friend’s idea of a girl’s night out event,” Kagome grumbled as he smoothly slid into the driver’s seat and started the engine.
The ride was quite except for when she had to tell him the exit ramp and the street she lived on. She mostly stared out of her window and into the rainy night. Even though she was angry with Sango, she wondered if her friend was okay.
“Okay, here is where I let you out,” InuYasha said.
Kagome took a second look at the rain. There had already been enough deep puddles and despite the fact she did not know the hanyou next to her, the drive to South County was another half hour.
“Hey, the weather is really bad. Why not park your car and come up. I know my apartment is not much, but it two bedrooms that are furnished. I only use the other one for my studying, so you can use it,” she offered.
“Are you trying to get me in the sack,” InuYasha asked, waggling his eyebrow.
Kagome’s face flushed as she choked, “No, I am not propositioning you!”
“Could have fooled me when you almost stuck your hands all the way down in my pants,” he said with a chuckle.
“Gosh! You are such a jerk! I am trying to be nice! You gave me a ride and right now the weather is terrible,” she replied, and then quickly unbuckled her seatbelt.
She opened the door and dashed through the torrential rain toward her apartment. When she got there, she found her keys and wallet sitting by the door.
‘Just great, Sango! Thank you for putting my stuff in a place that it could have been easily stolen!’ she thought heatedly.
She jammed her key into the door and let herself in.
“Hey, I will take you up on staying here. Just promise you will not molest me,” he joked.
“Ha, ha, really funny, mister,” she laughed sarcastically.
She watched him accommodate himself to her apartment by looking around and sniffing.
“So, you did not want me to say that you are hanyou. Why?” Kagome asked.
“Truthfully, only a few gifted people can see and sense my kind. The rest just see a dark-haired man in front of him. I wear a kotodama necklace that is spelled to hide my demon features. Having yellow eyes, silver hair, and dog ears are not exactly normal,” he replied.
“Me? Gifted?” she wondered.
“You are Japanese. Even with your strong accent, you look Japanese. Do you have ancestors that were priests?” he asked.
“I lived on a shrine and my grandfather is a priest,” she answered. “I was trained to be a priestess, but I chose to be a doctor. That is why I am here. If I am not in class or lab, I intern at Barnes. My other time is spent working at the the Wasabi restaurant,” she said.
“Well, do me a favor and keep you trap shut about me being hanyou,” he said gruffly.
“No problem. I was not anyway,” she assured him.
“Where is the bathroom? I need a shower,” he said, and then his expression turned playful. “You smell like you need one too. Want to share?”
“In your dreams, buddy,” she retorted, but pointed the way to the bathroom.
“Suit yourself, priestess,” he replied and followed the direction that her finger was pointing.
To make her mad, he left the door of the bathroom open while he showered. She glowered at the door.
“Get a grip, Kagome,” she whispered to herself. “You are letting him get you all riled up.”
‘I would jump him in a heartbeat if my morals would not keep getting in the way,’ she mourned.
Despite her outward behavior towards him, she really did like him. The banter between them was a turn on. Many men that she knew were turned off by that as it did not convey the demureness expected from her. She knew she was brazen. Her mouth always got her in trouble back in Japan. Her last true boyfriend, Hojou, was afraid of letting her meet his parents as they were quite reserved and followed tradition as if a ritual.
Her thoughts were interrupted when InuYasha cleared his throat.
“That was fa…st,” she chocked, noticing that he was dripping wet and naked.
“I could not find the towels,” he replied with a shrug.
She tried not to stare. She tried not to drool. She tried not to look like she was trying to catch flies with her mouth hanging open in shock.
‘He is huge!’ she exclaimed to herself.
“It costs extra for private shows, wench,” he said.
She closed her jaw with a click and growled, “You are such a jerk!”
“You already said that earlier,” he replied playfully.
“Your room is that way!” she cried out, averting her eyes as she pointed the way to the extra room.
“Okay, okay. Damn, I was just playing with you,” he explained, and then went to the room.
She went into the bathroom and slammed the door close. She turned the water on and started undressing. When she finished, she heard a knock on the door.
“Hey, I need my clothes!” InuYasha said through the door.
Kagome sighed and picked up his clothes. She opened the door and shoved them into his face.
“Wow! Not bad for a human woman,” he laughed.
Kagome slammed the door for the second time and fumed to herself, ‘Why me?’