Wishes for the New Year by SlayerofQueens09

Fuming DJ and Mistreating Bodies

Chapter 6 – Fuming Dj and Mistreating

Bodies.

I do not own Inuyasha or any of the characters from the anime/manga. This is purely fan created.

             The next morning, Kagome was up and making preparations for Sango’s party. Sango was the more outgoing of her friends and enjoyed the night life, while Kagome enjoyed staying home and reading a good book or studying. That’s why her 24th birthday party was going to be big! Sango invited everyone she knew and was friends with. She went all out for this night. She went and got lights to hang around the house, she bought food and drinks. She even went and found a DJ to perform for the night. All Kagome had to do was pick up the cake and set everything up; which she did all day. It was midafternoon and Kagome had finished decorating. Stretching her aching limbs, Kagome looked over her master piece. The house they were doing the party was at Sangos boyfriends house, Miroku. She had placed streamers of all colors up and hanging on the ceiling and finished putting the lights up around the living room and dining room. Furniture was moved so they could put fold up tables out. Drinks and finger food were scattered on the table ready for the taking. Kagome smiled to herself. She was proud of her task, “You out done yourself this time Kagome!” she said to herself.

The front door open to Miroku and Sangos younger brother Kohaku who were carrying kegs and crates full of beer. Not far behind them was the birthday girl herself, Sango.

She was holding a crate full of liquor.

“Wow Sango, you think you have enough drinks?” joked Kagome. Chuckling light, Sango shook her head, “Nah, you know what they say. The more the merrier!” Shaking her head at her friend, Kagome was turning around to leave the room. “I’m going upstairs to change.” Sango waved her off as Kagome left to the guest bedroom.

She pulled her duffle bag out of the closet where she had put it earlier and began to dress.

Kagome decided to do something simple for the party. She put on skin tight faded blues jeans that compose her butt, and a pink V neck tang top. The top was cut very low to show some of her breast. Sango had bought it for her a while back, and never wore it cause it was too revealing. She decided to wear it now because it was Sangos birthday. Shrugging, she looked in the mirror and decided to do her hair. She decided to do braid the laid over her shoulder.”I should really think on getting a hair cut. Its getting too long.” She pulled her make-up kit out and did light work. Kagome did natural colors to her complexion, nothing too heavy.

Kagome looked back at her reflection and sigh, “It’ll just have to do.” With that in mind, Kagome walked down stairs to see everyone setting up the drinks and the mixtures.

“Wow Kagome, you dress up good.” Comment Miroku. “Of course she does.” Sango said as a matter of fact. Blushing, she said thank you and tried to change the topic off her, “I guess there is going to be a lot of drinking, huh?” a gleam shimmered in Sango eyes. Kagome eyes widen in fear. This isn’t good. Kagome took a step back, “W-What?” she stuttered. Sango walked over to Kagome and placed her arm over her shoulders.

“Oh yeah, and your going to join!” shaking her head no, “I can’t. I’m not a big drinker and im a light weight.” Laughing Kohaku step up, “Don’t worry Kagome, we’ll help you pull your hair back.” Now all three of the occupants in the room started to laugh as Kagome face just drops. Oh, what am I going to do?    

            It was 19:00 and people were rolling in. People she didn’t think even Sango knew. Music was blaring through out the hose that Kagome couldn’t even hear people talk.

She was squeezing through the jungle of sweating people, casually bumping into them and spilling her beer. She even heard one person yell over the music, screaming “Alcohol Abuse!”

Rolling her eyes, she kept trying to walk. Kagome shrieked when some drunken prick slaps her ass. Squaring her shoulders, she kept going not even bothering to acknowledge the fool. She walked into the living room where the DJ was set up and playing his music. Two large speakers on both sides of his stand, blaring house music. A coward of people were in front dancing to the music. She strolls up next to the DJ stand and saw the person she was looking for.

            Sango was dancing with Miroku very personally. Her back against Miroku’s front, moving her hips side to side against his his groin. Her hands were laying on his thighs to keep her steady with the music, while Miroku’s hands were on her hips. Every now and then his hands would move up to her ribs, a hair inch to her breast.  

While Miroku was wearing a simple black button up shirt and blue jeans, Sango was wearing leather pants that showed her lower back curves and her rounded bottom, and a backless tang top that barely covered her large breast. Kagome was showing some skin, but she wasn’t ready to pop out of her shirt like her friend was. It was clearly evident that Sango wanted something special as a birthday gift from Miroku later on tonight. Just watching as she moved even further into him, was a no brainer. Kagome was about to turn around and find something else to do, when someone bump into her again. This time pushed her. She fell backwards hitting one of the speakers, making it topple over. Kagome froze. She watched in slow motion as her drink that she was holding slip from her hands and fell on top of the DJ equipment. There were sparks and then music stop. The room was silent. You could some people yell and asking about the music. Others just stood and stare.

“You drunk bitch!” yelled the DJ. Kagome just blinked. She wasn’t drunk, hell she wasn’t even tipsy. That cup of beer was her first and she only took a sip from it.

“Kagome!” she heard running foot steps, and someone bending over her.

“Kagome! Are you okay?” blinking a couple more times, Kagome realized Sango and Miroku were hovering over her.

“Yeah, I’m okay.” Kagome mumbled. Grabbing her arm and helping her up, Sango looked over Kagome, making sure she was truly okay.

“Stupid bitch. Look what you did. This cost a fortune!” Sango glared at the DJ.

“Hey, it was an accident. Someone pushed her. Its not her fault.”

“Sango?” Kagome was getting worried that her best friend was going to jump the poor man over her. She didn’t want her party to be even more ruined by adding police.

Sango was about to tell the man off some more till she saw Kagome arm. It was bleeding. “Oh my goodness, Kagome your arm. You’re bleeding!” Kagome looked down at her left arm, seeing a large cut that started from middle of her arm to the elbow. “Oh” I must have hurt it when I fell. Looking over to the speakers, Kagome saw the metal frame and speaker cone split and poking out. I’ve must of fallen on that.

“I don’t care whose fault it was. Someone better pay for it.” Comment the DJ.

Miroku seeing the shock, and angry look of his beloved, he step in before she could do harm to the idiot man.

“Sango, my love. Take Kagome upstairs. I got the situation here handle.” Sango looked up at Miroku. All hatred was displaced with affection and love. Nodding, she gave one last angary look at the man who was still fuming over his equipment and took Kagome up to the guest bedroom.

Kohaku who was watching what was happening, turned around to the on lookers and waved his arms in the air, “Alright party over! Everyone go home!” everyone starting to complain while leaving.

            Kagome was sitting on the bed, still in a daze.

“Okay. It doesn’t look like it needs a lot of stiches. Maybe a few.” Getting out of her daze, Kagome looked up to see Sango on her knees cleaning her arm. There was a small pile of bloody rags growing at her feet. She didn’t know it was that bad of a cut. Guessing cause she was in a slight shock, she didn’t even notice it much, not even the pain.

“Sometime tomorrow, we will go and get it stitched.” Nodding, Kagome sat there looking at the floor, while Sango wrap her arm up.

“I ruined your party.” Kagome whispered.

Sango hands froze for a second, “No you didn’t” Sango kept wrapping her arm up till it was almost over her elbow.

“Done!” praising her self and looking at her handy work, Sango got up and disposed the rags.

“But I did.” It took Sango to realize Kagome replied to her earlier comment.

Stomping her foot down, Kagome jerked out of her daze, “No you didn’t. Now stop blaming yourself. It was that drunk prick who pushed you,” Relaxing a little and smiling at Kagome, “Plus, it wouldn’t be a good party if there wasn’t some mishap.” Smiling at each other, Kagome nodded. It made her feel a little bit better.

The door open up to Miroku and Kohaku coming in.

“okay, everyone is gone.” Said Kohaku.

“What about the DJ?” Kagome asked.

“He’s fine. I paid him for his time and he left. But the question here is, how are you?” said Miroku.

Lifting her arm up, Kagome smiled, “Better now.” Shaking his head, Miroku came over and sat next to his best friend. “You should be more careful. Be happy it only needs a few stitches and nothing more serious.” Bowing her head down, Kagome agreed. She didn’t like seeing the hurt look on her friends face. She hated causing so much pain for them.

“What now?” asked Kohaku. Everyone looked at each other till Sango clap her hands together.

“The night is still young. Lets get out of here and take this party else where.”

“Yeah! Just us friends!” comment Kohaku.

Getting up, they all went out for the night. Not wanting to end their fun just yet.

            The little group ended up at some club downtown called “V”. the music was loud, but the atmosphere was better.

Sango and Kagome were at a stand table watching the guys at the bar placing orders for their drinks.

“So, tell me about this guy you met the other day!” Sango yelled over the music.

“Oh, there is nothing to say. We met up for coffee to get my phone.” Kagome yelled back.

“So what happen? Did he ever give you your phone back?” Shaking her head no,

“No, his assistant has it and she went out for the holidays.”

“Well that sucks. You think your going to see him again?” shrugging her shoulders,

“I don’t know. I don’t think I’m his type?”

“Whose not your type?” Yelled Miroku who walked next to Sango giving her, her drink.

“Some guy she met at the party you guys were catering too. He had her phone.” Replied Sango.

“Why isn’t he your type?” Kohaku asked. Taking her drink from Kohaku, Kagome shrug her shoulder again.

“Maybe because I’m not a top model and don’t have the latest Ferrari.” Taking a sip of his drink, Kohaku asked, “What’s the guys name?”

Taking a deep breath and taking a big slurp of her raspberry vodka flavor drink. Kagome let the burning sensation go down her throat. Might as well tell them. Its not like im going to see him again. With that in mind, “Sesshomaru.”

“Taisho, Sesshomaru!” Miroku yelled.

“You know him babe?” Sango asked.

“Yeah, he was the one that did the charity. He’s big news,” taking a sip of his drink, “Good guy though. Got the chance to talk to him couple of times.”

“Whatever. Kags, your amazing. And if some rich ass can’t see that, then he’s not worth your time.” Comment Kohaku. “Chill bro, its like your asking Kagome out or something.” Sango poked, causing Kohaku to blush feverishly.

“Who wants to dance!” yelled Kagome. She really wanted to get the subject to change. She didn’t want to think any more of that man. He caused too many emotions for Kagome to handle for just meeting.

Taking her drink and grabbing Kohakus hand to the dance floor, she started dancing.

            Through-out the night, the group kept dancing and drinking, enjoying themselves.

It turned out that Miroku had Sesshomaru’s phone number. Without Miroku noticing, Sango and Kagome snatched it from his pocket and started to look through the contacts.

“I can’t believe were doing this.” Kagome said sluggishly, “he deservesssss it.” Sango said slurring her words out.

Finding the name Taisho, Sesshomaru, Sango pressed the red button. Taking the phone to her ear, she waited for someone to pick up while Kagome was hands rest on Sango’s shoulders swaying to the up beat music.

“Oh! Hell-O Mr. Sessh-om-aruu.” Sango paused as someone was talking over the phone. Kagome yelp like a little school girl doing something naughty.

“Sorry for calling soooo very mu-late, but you took my friend Kagome fhon!” giggling next to sango, “What’s he saying! Tell me!!!” pushing Kagome off her, Sango swayed a little.

“of course she’s here. She’s my best BEST friend in the whole wide world!” giggling, Sango laid the phone on her shoulder. “He wants to talk to you.” Laughing Kagome shook her head no.

“No, you said you talk to him!”

“She doesn’t want too.” Sango said back to the phone, “Oh alright mr. pointy pants.” Laughing so hard, Kagome didn’t realize that Sango had the phone to her ear, holding for her.

“Kagome?” still giggling.

“Yeah that’s me. What’da want sexy?” both girls started to giggle.

“Your drunk.” It was more of a statement.

“No I’m not. I only had what? Three, four drinks.” Trying to count with her fingers, having all five fingers up, “Maybe it was more. But I’m not drunk!” a deep heavenly sigh was heard over the receiver of the phone.

“Where are you?”

“I don’t know. Club “Z” or is it “Y”? I don’t know.” Then Kagome started to sign the alphabet like she was preschooler with Sango, skipping a few letters in the song.

“I’m on my way. Don’t move!”

“Yes sir!” Kagome saluted to the phone and then turning it off.

“Whats going on?” asked Sango.

“He’s COMING!” yelled Kagome, jumping up and down. Kagome lost her balance and fell, catching herself on her friend.

“Awesome! Well I’m going to go and get another drink.” Said Sango.

“Okay. I have to go pee!” waving, Kagome walk through the thong of people to the restrooms.

There wasn’t a line, which was odd to Kagome. Cause in all of the movies she seen there was always a long line. 

Kagome walked in and ran straight to the toilet. She was the only girl in there. Closing the door she pulled her panties down and relieved herself.

While going she heard the door to the bathroom opening. Thinking of nothing of it, Kagome finished up and was walking out of her little booth, but stop in her tracks. There in front of her stood a man. His hair was short and he wore all black. He had piercing gray eyes. He was smirking at her.

“Heheh, your in the ladies room.” Not realizing the danger she was in, the man grabs Kagomes left arm. “Ow, that hurts.” Blood now soak through her bandages, wincing she tried to get out of his grasp.

“Am I now?” The man said, his face closer to her. She could smell his hot breath. It smelt of pure liquor. The man was drunk!

“Let me go!” Kagome yelled, trying her might to get out of his gasp.

“I don’t think so. Lets have some fun.” The man licked Kagome’s face. A trail of saliva over her cheek. He lift his other hand and grab her braid pulling her hair back. His head bending down, Kagome tried to move her head. Her mind fuzzy from drinking, the mans lips touched Kagomes. Bringing his tongue over her sealed lips, trying to gain entrance. Struggling, Kagome wanted to scream. Her body felt heavy, so as her head.

One minute Kagome felt a warm tongue forcing its was in, then the next the cold air of the bathroom. She looked up seeing her attacker being held by the neck in mid air.

She saw Sesshomaru holding him, his back towards her.

His silver hair hanging loose against his back. He was wearing a white button up shirt and those same faded blue jeans that showed how perky his ass was. for a minute, she thought she was dreaming, giving her the reason why her head was so fuzzy other from the alcohol. She couldn’t help herself. she walked up behind him. She lift her hand up and traced the long silver locks through her fingers. Feeling how soft and silky it felt, in the process her dull nail scratching his scalp. Her hand lowered down to his back, she could feel all of the tone muscles underneath his shirt. Oh, how she would love to lick every inch of him. Tracing her nails down his spine, she came to his ass. With out hesitation she cups him. Squeezing the fine cheeks in her hand. She was in a dream, she knew it. Cause she would never be so bold to do this, but damn she wanted him like she never wanted anyone before.

Before she could continue her mistreatment to his body, Sesshomaru threw the man towards the wall knocking him out. Grabbing Kagomes arm, he jolted her and walked out the bathroom.

“Kags! Where are you going?” not hearing her friend called out to her, Sesshomaru answered her, “I’m taking her home.” And kept walking pass all of the people on the dance floor.

“Wait! Stop! Hey are your listing to me!” Sango tried catching up to him, till he stop and looked towards her.

“You have any concerns, have Miroku call me.” Giggling Kagome waved at her friend.

“I’m fiinnneee! Don’t wor-ie. Happy bird-th-da.” Kagome stuttered.

Sesshomaru turned around and head outside.

When outside, he walked over to a sleek black Mercedes-Benz SL-Class Convertible. Taking the keys out of his pocket without letting go of Kagome, he opened her door.

“Hey! I have an idea. Let me drive!” pushing her head down so she would hit it, he closed her door.

“it was just a suggestion.” Kagome grumbled.

Walking over to the drivers side, he slip in. moving over to Kagome, Sesshomaru reached over grabbing her seat belt and buckling her in.

“Safety first.” She giggled.

Before she could make another comment, Sesshomaru was down the road heading towards his pent house.