InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ High School Can Get Better ❯ Chapter 9
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Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 04.20.2011 | Updated On: 04.20.2011 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 986 | Status: Work In Progress
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Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 04.20.2011 | Updated On: 04.20.2011 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 986 | Status: Work In Progress
9
Kagome didn’t understand how someone so small, so innocent looking, could leave a boy—a year old than her—with a black eye. It was natural for children to argue and yes, sometimes fight, but not even she had expected the abrupt punch. She sighed and rubbed her temples. Michael had been picking on Rin. He had tried getting out of it by saying nothing had happened but she had seen it. Rin had owned up to the punch without any remorse until later. Rin had known she was in trouble. Rin was smart for her age. She was a year younger than the rest of the glass but she was ahead a grade. She sighed.
Why did Demons have to live so violently?
Rin was too young to know how to punch like that, or at least, she should have been. That alone should have gotten her expelled but Kagome really didn’t want to do that to the sweet girl. She glanced at her watch and noted the time. She’d already two conferences with two sets of parents and the last one was 15 minutes late. The last one was Rins. Rins father had called yesterday to inform her that he would be unable to make the meeting but that he was sending his brother in his place. Obviously, this brother of his wasn’t as keen on time as Sesshomaru. She glanced at her watch again. 20 minutes. Where the hell was he?
It was times like this—and earlier when she’d had to separate Rin and Michael—that she wondered why, when hating school as she had, that she had went right back to school for an education in Childhood Development. How ironic was that? She loved children, demon and human alike. “I’ll give you 10 minutes, Mr. Uncongenial.” Until then, however, she was going to one of the vending machines. If he could make her wait then she could certainly return the favor—if he happened to come in at all.
~*~
Inuyasha gripped Kikyo’s slim hips and jerked her back to each thrust, slamming his cock inside her slowly—hard each time. He grunted as he felt her walls close in around him, holding him deep. Her bed was too small but he didn’t give a damn. He wanted to fuck and the size of the bed didn’t matter. “You like that? Mmm…” He rose up onto his knees behind her and clenched his hand in her hair, jerking her head back. “Huh?”
“Yes. Ah, God yes…”
He could smell the sweat rolling off her body; hear the sound of his cock slamming into her. Kikyo was a bitch. He didn’t have to worry about breaking her; she took everything he gave her. She would have to learn though, he was the dominant one. His ears picked up the sound of her phone going off, the vibrations sliding through her pillow. “Answer it.”
“Can’t…we’re…”
He smirked as he thrust into her again and jerked her phone from beneath the pillow and pressed the talk button. He pressed the phone against her ear as he took a deep thrust and withdrew, withholding the deep thrust he knew she wanted until she answered. He gave her what she wanted when he heard her muffled “hello”. Then she handed the phone to him, writhing beneath him. “It’s…for you…Sesshomaru…”
He growled and took the phone and rose up to his knees fully. What the hell did that bastard want? He knew that if he was with Kikyo then he was too busy to talk. He cupped the phone between his shoulder and chin and then gripped Kikyo’s hips in his hands.
“I’m kinda busy here.” He grinned as he slammed into her hard, loved the way she tried to muffle her cry.
“Get your dick out of that woman and back in your pants. You’re late.”
“For what?” Inuyasha gave another thrust, slower this time.
“The Conference Meeting.”
“Ah, shit!” He hung up the phone and tossed it across the room and jerked out of her body. He rolled off the bed and jerked his jeans up. “Another day, another time. Sorry.” Inuyasha winced as he pushed his hard cock into his jeans, fitting it into the tight squeeze.
“Inuyasha—!”
“You’ ll get over it. My niece comes before you.” He picked up his keys, almost regretting that he’d told Sesshomaru he’d go to the meeting. But he was only doing it for Rin. He loved that little kid. She was a human that had captured the heart of three demons. Him, Sesshomaru and Kagura. He always made fun of her for having the same name as one of his old teachers.
He was out the door, thanking God that his dick had softened when he straddled the Harley and reeved it up and then took off in the direction of the school. Needless to say, he wasn’t looking forward to the Conference. They were never good because the child in question was always in trouble. He came to a stop at the curb in front of the school and checked his phone. He was 25 minutes late. That teacher better still be there.
Hooking the helmet beneath his arm he strode into the school, running a hand through his white locks. He remembered going to this school when he was 8 years old. It was good to be home after so many years. He located the Conference room and knocked on the door. “Come on.” He muttered when no one answered. Sighing, he pushed it open and stepped into the room. An empty room.
“Ah, shit.” He glanced around. He didn’t even see a purse to indicate that anyone was still there. His ears twitched as he heard the sound of footfalls in the hallway and he spun on his heel just as the door swung wide. The edge of the door caught his nose head on and he heard a small crack. He cupped his hand over his nose, felt the wash gush of blood and cursed, staggering back. “Ah, shit. Fuck. Mother fucker. What the hell—“
“Oh my God, I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! I didn’t know you were there—I didn’t know anyone had come in—“
He heard the woman’s voice but wished she would just shut up. His nose hurt like a bitch. He shook her hand off. “It’ll heal in a few.” But that didn’t mean that it hadn’t hurt.
“Oh God, just let me see—“ Her small hand curled around his wrist, blood dripping onto her pale skin. She jerked his hand down to see the extent of the damage and then froze.
“Listen, lady. I told you it’d heal in a while. I’m a dem—“
“Inuyasha?”
His head jerked up at his name. Through the pain emitting from his nose, he wasn’t expecting to see familiar charcoal brown eyes staring at him in open shock. Kagome.
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Kagome didn’t understand how someone so small, so innocent looking, could leave a boy—a year old than her—with a black eye. It was natural for children to argue and yes, sometimes fight, but not even she had expected the abrupt punch. She sighed and rubbed her temples. Michael had been picking on Rin. He had tried getting out of it by saying nothing had happened but she had seen it. Rin had owned up to the punch without any remorse until later. Rin had known she was in trouble. Rin was smart for her age. She was a year younger than the rest of the glass but she was ahead a grade. She sighed.
Why did Demons have to live so violently?
Rin was too young to know how to punch like that, or at least, she should have been. That alone should have gotten her expelled but Kagome really didn’t want to do that to the sweet girl. She glanced at her watch and noted the time. She’d already two conferences with two sets of parents and the last one was 15 minutes late. The last one was Rins. Rins father had called yesterday to inform her that he would be unable to make the meeting but that he was sending his brother in his place. Obviously, this brother of his wasn’t as keen on time as Sesshomaru. She glanced at her watch again. 20 minutes. Where the hell was he?
It was times like this—and earlier when she’d had to separate Rin and Michael—that she wondered why, when hating school as she had, that she had went right back to school for an education in Childhood Development. How ironic was that? She loved children, demon and human alike. “I’ll give you 10 minutes, Mr. Uncongenial.” Until then, however, she was going to one of the vending machines. If he could make her wait then she could certainly return the favor—if he happened to come in at all.
~*~
Inuyasha gripped Kikyo’s slim hips and jerked her back to each thrust, slamming his cock inside her slowly—hard each time. He grunted as he felt her walls close in around him, holding him deep. Her bed was too small but he didn’t give a damn. He wanted to fuck and the size of the bed didn’t matter. “You like that? Mmm…” He rose up onto his knees behind her and clenched his hand in her hair, jerking her head back. “Huh?”
“Yes. Ah, God yes…”
He could smell the sweat rolling off her body; hear the sound of his cock slamming into her. Kikyo was a bitch. He didn’t have to worry about breaking her; she took everything he gave her. She would have to learn though, he was the dominant one. His ears picked up the sound of her phone going off, the vibrations sliding through her pillow. “Answer it.”
“Can’t…we’re…”
He smirked as he thrust into her again and jerked her phone from beneath the pillow and pressed the talk button. He pressed the phone against her ear as he took a deep thrust and withdrew, withholding the deep thrust he knew she wanted until she answered. He gave her what she wanted when he heard her muffled “hello”. Then she handed the phone to him, writhing beneath him. “It’s…for you…Sesshomaru…”
He growled and took the phone and rose up to his knees fully. What the hell did that bastard want? He knew that if he was with Kikyo then he was too busy to talk. He cupped the phone between his shoulder and chin and then gripped Kikyo’s hips in his hands.
“I’m kinda busy here.” He grinned as he slammed into her hard, loved the way she tried to muffle her cry.
“Get your dick out of that woman and back in your pants. You’re late.”
“For what?” Inuyasha gave another thrust, slower this time.
“The Conference Meeting.”
“Ah, shit!” He hung up the phone and tossed it across the room and jerked out of her body. He rolled off the bed and jerked his jeans up. “Another day, another time. Sorry.” Inuyasha winced as he pushed his hard cock into his jeans, fitting it into the tight squeeze.
“Inuyasha—!”
“You’ ll get over it. My niece comes before you.” He picked up his keys, almost regretting that he’d told Sesshomaru he’d go to the meeting. But he was only doing it for Rin. He loved that little kid. She was a human that had captured the heart of three demons. Him, Sesshomaru and Kagura. He always made fun of her for having the same name as one of his old teachers.
He was out the door, thanking God that his dick had softened when he straddled the Harley and reeved it up and then took off in the direction of the school. Needless to say, he wasn’t looking forward to the Conference. They were never good because the child in question was always in trouble. He came to a stop at the curb in front of the school and checked his phone. He was 25 minutes late. That teacher better still be there.
Hooking the helmet beneath his arm he strode into the school, running a hand through his white locks. He remembered going to this school when he was 8 years old. It was good to be home after so many years. He located the Conference room and knocked on the door. “Come on.” He muttered when no one answered. Sighing, he pushed it open and stepped into the room. An empty room.
“Ah, shit.” He glanced around. He didn’t even see a purse to indicate that anyone was still there. His ears twitched as he heard the sound of footfalls in the hallway and he spun on his heel just as the door swung wide. The edge of the door caught his nose head on and he heard a small crack. He cupped his hand over his nose, felt the wash gush of blood and cursed, staggering back. “Ah, shit. Fuck. Mother fucker. What the hell—“
“Oh my God, I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! I didn’t know you were there—I didn’t know anyone had come in—“
He heard the woman’s voice but wished she would just shut up. His nose hurt like a bitch. He shook her hand off. “It’ll heal in a few.” But that didn’t mean that it hadn’t hurt.
“Oh God, just let me see—“ Her small hand curled around his wrist, blood dripping onto her pale skin. She jerked his hand down to see the extent of the damage and then froze.
“Listen, lady. I told you it’d heal in a while. I’m a dem—“
“Inuyasha?”
His head jerked up at his name. Through the pain emitting from his nose, he wasn’t expecting to see familiar charcoal brown eyes staring at him in open shock. Kagome.
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