For The Longest Time by Chi Aiyoku
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Ladies and gentlemen (Hey, you never know) I have gotten the urge to update! It's a miracle! My writer's block and endless computer problems are gone! Yaaaay!
So I guess it's time for the awaited apology. I'm sorry, dear readers, for the ungodly long time it took me to update. I've been a busy girl with lots and lots of writer's block. No wedding planning, by the way. We're just engaged, not getting married for a while ^^ Just thought I'd clear that up. Anyway during my absence I've had three visits with my boyfriend whom I have a long distance relationship with (hence our reason for not actually marrying for a while...that and I'm not old enough yet XD), had my heart broken all three times I had to watch him walk away in that airport, we've started planning him actually moving up here to be closer to me (that'll be in mid-May if I'm lucky, we have to wait for him to finish his college semester), I've had a huge family feud with what I thought were very close cousins of mine (I won't put the details in here because it's a long story. If enough people are curious though I'll tell you in an a/n), I've started planning my trip to Japan with my boyfriend, myself, and two of our friends. It's in a year and a half and we have A LOT of planning to do in that time. Lucky for me I have connections *ahem* *cough*MyAuntOwnsATravelAgency*cough*. I'm unbelievably excited. I've also had two computers crash on me (technology hates me T.T), one of my iguanas died, my cat had about three litters of kittens, the first litter she didn't chew off the kittens' umbilical (dumb bitch ._.) and the kittens got tangled up in a little ball, we had to take them to the vet to get them separated. Anyway three of the five kittens were fine, one of them had it wrapped around his entire arm, his chest, and his neck, and he was suffering...the vet told us that he probably wouldn't survive even the car ride home so sadly he had to be put down T.T It was over a year ago and I'm still broken up about it. Poor baby. The other kitten had it wrapped around her back leg and it lost circulation and eventually fell off. We kept her and she's otherwise a very healthy kitty and I love her very much ^^ The next litter Cleo had my sister took a kitty home with her (she also has two cats from her first litter with her there). They have a lot of space to roam around in, a heated shed to sleep in, and chickens, two sweet dogs, and a pig to play with. The other three we have with us yet. Then my cat had a third litter in the middle of winter. She dragged the kittens out of the garage and into the cold and they froze to death. I was in South Carolina with my boyfriend when that happened so when I heard the news I was in tears the entire day. What can I say? I'm a fluff whore. Let's see...what else...I paid my very first visit to the world's biggest Christmas shop, which is here in Michigan. It's an incredible place, we got a lot of beautiful ornaments for our Christmas tree and it's just fun to walk around there. I bleached my hair from dark brown to blonde (my poor hair is fried) and soon I'm going to add dark blue streaks so I'm excited about that. I've become addicted to the Sex Pistols, I got the entire series of Gravitation on DVD (^-^ yaoi whore), *cough* some stuff that you probably don't want to hear *ahem*.......and probably a lot more stuff that I can't remember at the moment ^^
Quick reminder: Sesshomaru goes under a stage name, when people call him Nazo Wangetsu it's because that's what they know him as. When somebody calls him Sesshomaru, know that they know him personally.
And now, to answer the wonderful people who have reviewed me! Your support has driven my muses back to me ^^
To damsel in distress: Thank you, I'm glad you think it's well written, and that my goal for originality has been reached, at least for some people ^^.
To zen: Aww! Thank you so much ^^
To Airy: ^^ I'm so glad you like it. Here's your update. (XDD isn't it just a lovely visual?)
A/N: And now, after so long without an update, I give you Chapter Five! (and as compensation for my very, very, very, very, very long absence....a lemon! Wait....a threesome!)
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Large, yellowed eyes bulged in indignation and a small pudgy hand gripped the small black phone in its clutches tighter. "T-t-TWO THOUSAND? Young lady, do you not know who you are trying to book for your little talk show? This is THE Nazo Wangetsu. He is XXX-TACY Entertainment's top actor! I should hang up on you for daring to insult my client and I with this---" a wide, satisfied grin spread across the speaker's face, "...now that's more like it."
Sesshomaru and Rin watched from the house's kitchen table as his agent, Jaken, spoke to what he deduced to be the manager of a relatively popular talk show. Amber and mahogany colored eyes followed the vertically challenged, middle aged man's motions as he paced across the floor, never pausing to take a breather. From the porn star's lap, Rin giggled.
"Jaken-sama is funny looking, Daddy." she whispered, but she refrained from elaborating when her father sent her a warning glance.
Soon enough, though, the man found himself studying his agent for what seemed to be the millionth time, and for the millionth time, he found himself realizing that Rin's observations were correct. Jaken was pudgy and short, about 4'8" in height (not the best figure to have in the Italian suits he always wore), and had an olive-greenish tinge to his otherwise tan skin. His dark, yet thinning hair only appeared on the sides and back of his head and was always pulled back into a ridiculous looking ponytail, and his narrow, blue tinted sunglasses did nothing to hide his...as previously mentioned, large, yellowed eyes. In all, Jaken could pass as a...creepy clown...the mere visual was enough to make our favorite clown-hating actor shudder.
"Success!" the shrieked word made Sesshomaru glance upwards to find that Jaken had put away the phone and had his two stubby arms raised in victory. "Sesshomaru-sama, this humble Jaken is pleased to announce that you will be appearing on--"
"I heard your conversation." the actor interrupted in a slow voice, "Explain to me, Jaken, why I must waste my time appearing on a talk show, of all things."
Admirably trying not to shrink away at the sound of his client's voice, Jaken replied, "P-publicity, Sesshomaru-sama. You have a great number of fans, but it won't hurt us to have even more. To appear on a show where the greatest number of viewers are women will--"
"I get the point."
"Of course, Sesshomaru-sama."
And so, with these few words, our beloved Sesshomaru agreed, albeit reluctantly (and in his own Sesshomaru-esque way), to listen to his agent for once.
...this should prove to be entertaining...
~*~*~And this is where the sneak peek ended ^^~*~*~
"Places, people!" Miroku bellowed through his megaphone (simply for the joy of being able to yell through a megaphone, seeing as the actors were all in speaking distance), and, growling and cursing Miroku to the very depths of hell for damaging their ears, Sesshomaru, Okashi and Hana walked toward the set. The twins had been dressed in matching school uniforms (blue plaid pleated skirts, white blouses, knee length white socks and black shoes) with their blonde hair pulled into pigtails. All too appropriate for their upcoming "teacher on students" scene. Garbed in black dress slacks, a plain white dress shirt, and a simple pair of glasses, Sesshomaru took his place sitting behind the teacher's desk that would soon play a large part of the classroom setting that had been provided and glanced around, refusing to take that stroll down memory lane as the history-class looking classroom tried to take him back to his school days. Posters featuring historical figures lined the walls, as well as maps of various countries, and the black board that sat on the wall behind him had random notes and fake homework assignments. Before him stood about fifteen desks, some littered with graffiti (hearts with initials of unknown teenagers drawn inside them, various curse words, etc.).
"Damn it," Miroku growled, breaking Sesshomaru out of his survey of the set as he once again raised his megaphone. "Where the fuck are the extras?" he yelled through the dreaded object, once again causing our poor Sesshomaru's ears to ring. All pain, however, was forgotten as a dozen rather well endowed girls dressed identically to Okashi and Hana flounced to the set and took their seats at the desks provided and prepared for their three seconds of fame. Some took out notepads and pens, intending to pretend to write notes, others readied themselves to look bored, slouching in their seats and twirling strands of their hair with their fingers, while a few simply laid their heads on their desks, pretending to sleep. The star watched as Okashi and Hana took their seats up front, crossing their long, shapely legs and propping their elbows on the desks, and their cheeks in their palms, adopting identical poses.
"Good, then." Miroku muttered through his favorite toy, then once again raised his voice considerably, "Lights, camera, action!"
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"This concludes today's class," Saitoku Hansuru addressed his students, standing from his seated position behind his teacher's desk as his students eagerly got their stuff together and left the classroom. The teacher turned, facing to black board and picked up an eraser, preparing to erase the notes and assignments he'd written there during class when a timid voice from behind him made him pause.
"Mr. Hansuru?"
Saitoku turned to find two of his students standing there and he nodded toward the identical twin girls. "Setsuyu, Settoku," he greeted, "what can I do for you?"
Setsuyu stepped forward, a distinctly mischievous gleam in her eye. "We came to discuss our grades, sensei."
Eyes narrowing in suspicion, Saitoku seated himself behind his desk. "Alright," he said, the suspicion from before evident in his voice, "have a seat."
Instead of pulling up a chair from one of the desks, the twins casually seated themselves on top of their sensei's desk, crossing their long, shapely legs and batting their eyelashes innocently at the wide-eyed history teacher.
"Don't you think you'd be more comfortable in chairs?" he asked them, feeling his throat go dry from being in such close proximity of the attractive siblings.
"Oh, we're perfectly comfortable here." Settoku replied with a grin.
"Now...about those grades." Setsuyu cut in, and, clearing his throat Saitoku nodded and opened his grade book.
"...well ladies...it seems that you're both getting a failing grade in my class."
The twins adopted identical pouts on their pretty faces. "Oh, no." Setsuyu moaned dramatically, "Daddy'll kill us if he finds out we're failing history!"
"Sensei, isn't there some way we could raise our grades?" Settoku pleaded.
"I suppose if you both were to get an A on your next test it would raise your grade to a D-..."
"No, Sensei, that's not good enough. We need to get at least a B." Setsuyu interrupted her sensei.
"Well, I'm afraid that's not possible. The school year is almost over."
Suddenly the twins' pouts disappeared, turning into a look of pure seduction. Setsuyu stood up and stepped closer to Saitoku. "Please, Sensei?" she purred in a suddenly husky voice, "We'll do anything." As if to punctuate her words, she suddenly seated herself on her teacher's lap and wrapped her arms around his neck.
Settoku stood from her perch on the desk as well and walked toward the classroom door, closing and locking it.
"L-ladies! This is highly inappropriate!" the teacher tried to protest. He tried to push Setsuyu off of his lap, but Settoku stepped up behind him and gripped his hands, lowering them to his sides. She then brought her face down, letting her warm, pink tongue dart out to lick up the length of her teacher's ear. Saitoku shuddered.
"Girls, stop this...I-I could lose my job!"
"We're not gonna tell on you, sensei." Settoku whispered in the ear she had just licked as Setsuyu set to work on unbuttoning his shirt. Saitoku's mind spun. He...he couldn't do this. It was against his morals. He could get fired...
Then he felt Setsuyu's tongue run over his nipple...
"To hell with it," Saitoku growled and grabbed Setsuyu's chin, roughly yanking it up from his chest before he pressed his lips against hers hard, kissing her with desperation he didn't know he had.
The two shared a long, heated battle of the tongues as Settoku continued the sweet torment on Saitoku's sensitive neck. All of a sudden he lightly pushed Setsuyu off of him and stood, then picked the girl up, setting her on his desk once more. Once Setsuyu was situated the man reached behind him to grab Settoku. He smirked at the sound of her high pitched squeal as he roughly pulled her over to him. With no amount of hesitation the teacher smashed his lips against Settoku's, kissing her just as he did to Setsuyu. With his free hand he reached over and groped the other twin, enjoying the soft gasps he wrung from her. Slowly, reluctantly, Saitoku once again pulled away from the two, only to smirk haughtily down at them as he took of his glasses and tossed them away, not caring (at least for the moment) that he probably did some serious damage to the expensive lenses. The teacher then shrugged his unbuttoned shirt off, letting it fall to the ground and revealing the perfect expanse that was his upper half. Assured that he had their attention, he unbuttoned his black dress pants, being sure to move tortuously slow.
Then...he stopped. He just stopped, that damned haughty smirk still in place as he stepped back, away from the girls, and sat down in his chair, where all this began.
"S-sensei?" Settoku asked, her pleading tone bordering on desperation, "What are you doing?"
In response he let his deep golden colored eyes trail over his students' fully clothed forms hungrily. "Let's even things out." He commanded in his deep voice.
Settoku and Setsuyu quickly rid themselves of their tops, eager to see more of their sexy sensei. Saitoku, in turn, cast a disdainful glance at the twins' matching lacey scarlet colored bras. At any other time he would have found them to be a huge turn on...however at this particular time they only served to be a nuisance, blocking him from the four things he really wanted to see.
"Those too." He commanded, gesturing toward the flimsy fabric.
The twins rid themselves of the bras, shamelessly revealing their perfect breasts. Their faces blatantly revealed how pleased they were with themselves as their sensei's erection stood to attention a bit more. The teacher in question immediately cleared his throat and stood.
"As agreed..." he murmured, his voice sounding huskier than before. Slowly he pushed down his unbuttoned slacks and kicked them to the side, somewhere near his wrecked glasses and the girls' tops.
Settoku gazed hungrily at the bulge in her teacher's boxers as her sister licked her lips, both only daring to imagine what wonderful things would be under the silky fabric. The two automatically pushed their short plaid skirts down their long, slim legs and kicked them into the ever growing pile of clothing. Saitoku felt his throat go dry. Lacy red thongs were all that kept him from his prize (err...prizes). He kept along with the game they had unwittingly started playing, realizing that their underwear would stay on as long as his did. Not bothering to tease anymore, he quickly shoved down his black boxers, finally freeing his erection, trying not to hiss as the cold air in the room suddenly assaulted his heated, sensitive skin.
If the hunger in the teenagers' eyes had been strong before, it had doubled now as they gazed as the large, hard flesh presented to them. They finished off their little game, quickly ridding themselves of their panties. Saitoku had to smirk. 'So they shaved for me...' he thought in satisfaction. Before another musing could enter his head, Setsuyu was in front of him, pulling him down for a long kiss. Cautiously she guided them both backwards, not bothering to pull away from the kiss as she felt the cold surface of the wooden desk hit the back of her thighs. The kiss ceased for just a moment as the student hoised herself up on the desk, only for the two to continue again without missing a beat. The man didn't hesitate any longer. He quickly hoisted up Setsuyu's legs and plunged into her in one smooth thrust. They both groaned at the sensation. As Saitoku began thrusting he felt Settoku's lips on his neck and he couldn't hold back a moan. Setsuyu and Saitoku's moans and grunts filled the room, Settoku's sounds of pleasure quickly adding to the mix as her sensei thrust two fingers into her opening. Halfway through, Saitoku pulled out of one twin and removed his fingers from the other, ignoring the disappointed whimpers he got for it, and quickly switched the girls around. Settoku now laid on the desk, her legs wrapped tightly around his waist as he pounded into her with abandon, Setsuyu standing off to the side, teasing the teacher with her lips as he pleasured her just as he had Settoku moments before.
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Before long the three figures stiffened and loudly voiced their pleasure as a simultaneous orgasm washed through them. Saitoku fell back in his chair, spent. Settoku laid limply against the desk, trying desperately to regain her breath, and Setsuyu's knees had buckled sending her to sit on the floor and lean heavily against the desk. Saitoku was the first to move. He headed a few feet to the right, toward their clothes and knelt down to retrieve them, cursing silently when he saw the huge crack in his glasses lens. He shook his head and stood, pants in hand, and set to the task of putting them on before he reached down again and grabbed the twins' uniforms. He tossed them to the recovering teens. Then, in an even, controlled voice, he spoke.
"You pass."
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"Cut!" Miroku bellowed, a leering grin plastered to his face. "Very nice. I think you're done for the day."
The twins signed in relief. "Thank God," Okashi muttered.
"Yeah," Hana agreed, "I'm beat. I can't wait to go home and take a nap." The two giggled simultaneously and walked off set, leaving Sesshomaru there alone as Ayame appeared from her office. She spotted Sesshomaru and started toward him, making the porn star sigh in exasperation.
"What does Inuyasha want this time, Ayame?" he asked her warily once she came to stand in front of him.
"He only called once today, Sesshomaru-sama," the woman chirped, "He says to call him." As the redhead walked off he noticed a slight bounce in her step and he suppressed a chuckle, assuming it had everything to do with his brother not nagging her hour after hour.
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Once in his own clothes the porn star headed to the parking lot, pulling his cell phone from his pocket as he went. He flipped the phone and pressed the '1' on his speed dial quickly, pressing the phone to his ear. After three rings the gruff voice of his fraternal twin answered with a grumpy sounding 'What?'
"Hello, little brother."
"Sesshomaru! Where have you been?"
He didn't bother to reply to that. Inuyasha knew damn well where he had been. "What did you want?"
There was a slight pause on the other end. "Huh?" Inuyasha questioned, confused, before an "Oh!" followed. Sesshomaru resisted the urge to roll his eyes as he pulled open his car door. His little brother was extremely daft sometimes. "We both got invitations to our five year high school reunion."(1) The man's eyes hardened as his brother continued speaking. "Who're you taking?"
"Nobody," he replied flatly, "I'm not going."
"What? You have to!"
"I most certainly do not." Sesshomaru put his car key into the ignition and started it up, then stepped on the gas as he started home.
"Sesshomaru, think about it this way. Wouldn't it feel great to rub your success in those assholes' faces?"
"Frankly I could care less." He lied. He'd wanted to brag about his success to the people who'd made his teenage years miserable for ages. Of course, he wouldn't admit that.
"Well what about Kagura? You haven't seen her in years, don't you want to catch up with her?"
The actor bit back a sigh. Of course he wanted to see Kagura again. "Fine...I'll go." He muttered, defeated.
"Great! Find yourself a date, the reunion's in a week."
Sesshomaru bit back a growl, damning his brother to the depths of hell for convincing him to do this.
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Elsewhere, an empty, opened envelope was carelessly tossed onto the dark wooden end table nearby. The woman standing next to said end table leaned against a close by wall, a soft smile lighting up her features as she read the contents of the discarded envelope.
Has it really been five years? You're invited to the Class of 2003's first High School Reunion! the letter read in bright, cheerful letters, then went on to inform the reader of the date, location, and so on.
'Five years already,' the woman thought to herself, reflecting on her high school years, her crimson eyes softening more, only to harden with determination with her next thought. 'If Sesshomaru isn't there I'll track him down and castrate him.'
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"You're leaving? Why? You just got home!"
Sesshomaru walked around his brother, who was attempting to block him from leaving the house. "Inuyasha, we've been over this. I have a...talk show...to appear on." The way Sesshomaru spit out 'talk show' so distastefully wasn't lost on the younger twin.
"You don't want to go," Inuyasha stated matter-of-factly, his golden eyes narrowed, then he started to follow the elder twin out of the house, toward his car.
"I do not." He agreed, growling in irritation as his brother blocked his path once more as he started to reach for his door handle.
"Then why are you going?"
"I need the publicity."
"Why?" Inuyasha whined.
"So I can sell more videos."
"But--"
"I'll be back in a few hours, Inuyasha. Goodbye." Sesshomaru heaved an inward sigh of relief as he was able to walk around his brother without incident and he finally seated himself in his car, then he quickly sped off before Inuyasha could hop in with him.
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Kilala stood outside the entrance to the TV station, watching anxiously as she waited for their last guest to arrive. 'He's late,' she worried, bouncing up and down anxiously, 'That unreliable little prick is la-' her thoughts were interrupted as the sound of an approaching car engine grabbed her attention. She watched gratefully as the trademark silver Lamborghini pulled into the parking lot. 'Wow, a Lambo. I think I got into the wrong business.'
As the head of silver hair emerged from the car, the assistant rushed forward to meet him. "Mr. Wangetsu?" she greeted.
"Yes?"
The assistant allowed herself to be intimidated by the tall figure before her. At her somewhat less than impressive height of 4'11", he towered over her, leaving the top of her head to come up below what she assumed would be his nipple underneath the cotton fabric of his shirt.
"Uhh...My name is Kilala, I'm Sango's assistant," she began uneasily, staring up at him. "You'll be going on last so there's no need to rush." With that she turned and led him into the studio. As the two walked the petite woman continued, "When you go onstage, we just want you to talk to Sango about your career. What your normal day on the set is, what you've been working on lately, your home life...we just want you to talk about you and your job. There shouldn't be any troublemakers in the audience like there is on Jerry Springer but if there are rest assured that they will be removed from the studio."
The man nodded, looking around as he followed Kilala toward the room where he would wait until his turn on stage came. Once there he took a seat in the comfy leather couch and watched the show from the TV provided in the room, and waited.
And waited.
And waited.
Sesshomaru couldn't remember the last time he's been so bored. If he had any less self control he would have jumped for joy when he heard the door open, and the sweet words: "Nazo-sama? It's time."
A/N: It feels so good to finally update! Anyway, to answer some questions that will without a doubt arise from reading this chapter, Sesshomaru was invited to the High School Reunion, even though he only went there for a year. Let's say it's for pity and leave it at that. Who will his date be? I'm not even sure if he'll have one. We'll have to see, now won't we? ^.~ Anyway thanks for reading, reviews, ratings, suggestions, constructive criticism, all are greatly appreciated. Ciao for now, ladies and gents!