To Love Another

Inuyasha fan fiction.
Disclaimer: I did not create Inuyasha nor do I claim any rights to the anime or its products. This story is OOC for the anime characters and they are all human in this story. HET/AU/IK/MS/SR/KN/Sadistic.
May contain some controversial morals and religious beliefs. Also has crude language and violence.

Chapter 1: The car shop
The rain was pouring down that night and Kagome watched as the droplets flowed over her window. The forecast had said there was a slight chance of rain, but as usual they were wrong and it was pouring cats and dogs outside. She lay on her bed colored in pink and creamy white, wearing her grey track shorts and a tank top. Her sports bra was black and as he drew in another breath she was reminded of the need of a new one. Her breasts had continued to grow since she had started on her Soy diet. With frustration Kagome decided to go downstairs to see what her brother and mother were doing to occupy they’re boredom.
Ring, Ring.
“hello? This is the Higurashi residence we are not available to answer the phone at this time. Leave a message after the beep. Arigato.”
Beep
As Kagome passed the phone she heard Hojo’s voice. “Hey baby, I was just callin’ to see what you were up to. Thought you were bored and wondering if you wanted me to come over. We could…. Uh…. Play games or somethin’. Whatever you want.” Just at the thought of him following her around made her stomach churn. It wasn’t that Kagome didn’t like Hojo…she did. He just was too clingy and needy for her tastes. What she really desired was a man who could thrill her every moment. Make her do things she’d never imagined before. To make her heart sore at the sound of his voice. A man who’s kiss sent erotic desire through her entire body. It sucked that hojo wasn’t the guy she had always hoped.
With the house empty Kagome moped over to the fridge. She wasn’t even hungry but her boredom drove her to look for food or something. She wasn’t quite sure why she was looking in the fridge. She noticed that there was some old Chinese food in the fridge. She grabbed the choi mein and placed it into the microwave. Before setting the time she grabbed a piece of bread and placed it in the toaster. Half way through its toasting she turned on the microwave to heat up the food. Munching on her toast still waiting on the Chinese food she stared at the TV. On the tube there was the usual dating sites, food commercials, news, and then she saw him. His long silver hair, his golden eyes, and that milky skin. He was just a nobody in the commercial for car parts but he was gorgeous. At the end she saw him shirtless and covered in oil smears, with his hair pulled back in a tail. Once he smiled you could see the largeness of his canine’s and how it made him appear almost bestial. Kagome blushed and her face grew hot just looking at him. Completely entranced by the sight of him she couldn’t hear the annoying beep of the microwave, and without grabbing her food she was out the door.
Her umbrella in hand she walked through the streets following her route down to the subway. She had repeated the address so much in her head it was almost memorized. But just in case she had wrote it on her arm. The tool and parts shop was across Tokyo and into Kobe. That didn’t bother her; it just killed more time on this rainy droll day. She imagined him again and her pussy still wet from earlier sent another erotic pulse through her body. She couldn’t believe she was doing this. Had she really been that bored she was going to see a guy on a commercial. This is stupid, me running around looking for a nobody. No normal person would do this. But then again I haven’t seen anyone like him…I have to at least know if he’s here or…. Oh what the fuck! Why should I justify my urges? I just wanna find him so I can fuck him… nothin’ wrong with lookin’ for a sexy fuck. Kagome chuckled under her breath. She still hadn’t convinced herself that what she was going was ok. As she arrived at the drop off she looked down at her arm. 1907 Iwasuzu ste 85.
Looking from left to right she tried to familiarize herself and think of the commercial. Not paying attention however she stepped on the foot of a young gentleman with short black hair wearing a black shirt tucked into some beige work pants. “ow!” he turned around his face stressed and ticked off. “Sumimasen.”
“your damn right excuse you. Fucking ditz. Why don’t you watch where the hell you’re going?”
“hey fuck you old man, I’m looking for a specific place.” Now Kagome was flustered. She wasn’t beginning to recognize anything. “great! Now I think I’m lost!”
Miroku looked at the sexy young woman who had just stepped on his foot. She was slender and yet with all the right curves. From her 34C breasts down to her ample waist, and above all that luscious ass of hers. Though he was mad he wouldn’t mind fuckin’ the fire outta her. “Look I’m sorry what were you looking for maybe I can help.” He watched as she looked around frantically. “shit…. Shit…SHIT!!! Now I’m fucking lost you asshole!!” Miroku laughed. “Alright tell me where you’re from maybe I can get you home.”
“No I don’t wanna go home yet. I wanna find Sesshomaru’s tools and auto repair.” Miroku’s eyes widened. “oh… I work there. Let me take you there. Normally people who go there have a car… or at least a way to get the parts back home.” As they started to walk together Miroku tried to retain his urge to fondle her ass, and wrap his hand around her waist.
Kagome wasn’t used to men being so polite. In a way it creeped her out, but if he worked there and that guy was there maybe he could introduce them. It made her laugh at the thought she was doing all this for a guy whose name she didn’t even know. But even so her heart raced at the thought of him; that had to mean something. Kagome began to catch on to Miroku’s wandering eyes. How he continued to look at her wet white shirt showing off her breasts in her bra and how well her shorts were sticking to her ass and thighs.
“Well were here.” Miroku pointed to a small building. It had two car garages, a port that looked like it used to belong to a gas station, like were the pumps used to be; then there was the inside where your could see tires with rims, tool boxes. One of the garage doors were open and the paintjob wasn’t all that clean, it was a shitty white paint that had corroded away due to the weather. Walking under the tarp of the building Kagome shook out her umbrella and placed it in the basket to walk through the doors. With Miroku guiding her inside at the 3 desks with laptop computers were two men. One was tall and lean; his hair was silver just like the guy in the commercial only difference was that his was shorter and thin. Not quite as thick and his eyes were smaller. They hold a more cold feeling to them, then across the way was another man. He had semi-long black hair, his skin was a dark tan and his eyes were a deep brown. His body was more built strong and ripped in all the right places.
“I don’t know what you were here for but that’s Sesshomaru over there…” He pointed to the silver haired man. “Then that’s Kouga over there…” He pointed to the black haired man. Kagome getting wetter with each look nodded to get Miroku to leave her side. And within that instant there was a rather loud scream and clank coming from the garage.
“FUCK, SHIT, GOD DAMN, MUTHA FUCK….!!!!” Kagome looked around and now felt like all eyes were focused on her. She blushed. “We’ll be with you in a moment miss.” Kouga responded to her presence. Kagome still flushed nodded and went to further investigate the room. She slowly walked toward some rims, sitting in that corner were a few people waiting on their car to be finished. Trying to act like they weren’t looking at her they directed they’re eyes to a magazine, Kagome looked at the glistening chrome and the smell of the tire was intoxicating. It swelled with power and then she read the lettering. Yokohama. Very quickly bored Kagome went back out the door, Sesshomaru’s eyes and Kouga’s eyes following her. Then out of the garage like a bat outta hell there he was. The guy she had been looking for.