Neighbors by Inumaru_Rapture

Thirteen

Author's note: T.T;... Sorry about the delay in a new chapter...and for this chapter being relatively short.  My muse has bitten me hard to work on my other new story: Unable to Commit.  I have found it increasingly more difficult to work on anything but that story... So again, you have my apologies.  I hope this suffices to tide you over as I'm working on my next chapter.  I love you for sticking with me.  As always, read and review. <3 You have my love and admiration for sticking with a lame-o like me. :P

Thirteen

Kagome set her bag down between her legs as her keys jingled in her hand. She opened her mailbox and shoved the mail within into her armpit and relocked the box. She stooped to pick up her bag and begin the strenuous journey to the sixth floor. It was 6:45 at night, and she was exhausted. Considering Spring Break was only two weeks in the past, she felt worn thin as if she had not even had a break. Her cheeks flushed when she thought back to much of the activities she and her new 'roomie' had been doing since he moved in...'reacquainting' himself with the apartment. As if he didn't know the best spots to fuck her senseless in the numerous locations around her apartment.

She checked her phone and sighed at the date. Sesshoumaru wasn't due back from his 'duties' in Nagasaki for four more days. She missed him much more with each day, but she found that it was becoming easier to accept that he would be leaving for spans of time while he worked his business. His very successful business. She giggled at the memory of the smug pride in his eyes when he said that, in another 6 months, he may be able to publicly trade his company on the stock market.

“Something,” he had said, “my father's business took almost three years to accomplish.” She opened the door with a creak and a crack and blinked in surprise to see Mr. Himiakura standing before her door. He grinned when he saw her.

“Miss Higurashi! Just the person I wanted to see!”

“Konban wa, Mr Himiakura,” she greeted, trying to smile. The man grinned wider as she walked up to him. “What brings you here?”

“I wanted to let you know that we will begin renovations on a few empty apartments on this floor. Since you are one of three people left on this floor in particular, I thought it would only be polite to tell you in person.”

“I see,” she replied, her keys silencing as she shut her hand around them. “What kind of renovations?”

“Oh, painting, fixing some drywall problems, the basic stuff. The workers should be done by next week, but you know how these things go. It may take longer.”

“Okay,” she replied standing before him. He was smiling at her as if waiting for something. “Anything else?”

“Nope, that was all.” He didn't move.

“Well thank you for letting me know,” she said, an eyebrow rising into her bangs. He nodded. She stared at him. “You're blocking my door.”

“Oh I'm sorry, am I?” He asked and moved to the side. Kagome nodded to him.

“Is Mr. Taisho home, then?” he asked as she moved to her door. She shook her head.

“He's at work.”

“Still in town, or is he away this time? I thought I saw a suitcase when he left earlier in the week.”

“Away. Why do you ask?” She looked at him, suspicion rising in her. That same large grin smiled back at her, and she couldn't help but be creeped out.

“No reason. Just making conversation. Good night then, Miss. Higurashi,” he said.

“Good night then,” she said as he waved and moved off down the hallway to Tina's apartment. Kagome unlocked her apartment door and slid into it, locking it before turning the light on.

“Creepy son of a bitch,” she murmured as she slid out of her shoes and set her keys on the kitchen counter. She flipped on the kitchen light and smiled at the flowers sitting on her counter. They had been a last minute thing that Sesshoumaru had left for her before catching his flight. Her phone rang, speak of the devil...

“Hello?” she asked as she held the device to her ear.

“You make it almost impossible to get through this week,” he growled in greeting. She chuckled as she unbuttoned her blouse.

“Same to you, mister,” she smirked as she headed into her bedroom. She tossed the mail haphazardly onto the bed as she pulled off her pantyhose. She kicked the door shut.

“What're you doing?”

“Getting undressed,” she replied with a wicked grin. He moaned over the phone.

“Insatiable vixen,” he groaned.

“What're you doing?” she asked as she unzipped her shirt and wiggled out of it.

“Joining you...” he replied, the rustle of cloth meeting her ears. Her blood caught fire.

“Oh?” she asked, sliding the blouse off her shoulders and let it flutter to the floor.

“Just imagine how hard I am for you,” he growled. He could hear her panting.

“Mmh, and your strong hands gliding over my hips as I wiggle my ass for you,” she laid down on the bed, her body alight with passions that only he could ignite.

“My claws scraping up your thighs..”

“Your strong hips pressing into me...” She moaned out, running her hands over her body, tweaking her nipples.

“Are you feeling your breasts, onna?” he asked, his voice husky with lust.

“Mmhg, pinching the nipples...squishing the rest,” she gasped out, just for him. She heard him shift on the other end of the line. She blushed, thinking that they were talking naughty when they were on opposite sides of Japan... “Are you stroking your cock?” she murmured.

“I am, and wishing it was your mouth stretched over me,” he groaned. She snaked her hands down her body and parted her folds, dipping a finger in. She gasped out. “Tell me.”

“I'm feeling inside my pussy. It drips for you,” she blushed, the feeling intensified as they continued doing naughty things to themselves wishing there wasn't a phone between them.

“Just imagine my tongue rolling up your thick cock,” she groaned out, pressing her clit between her two fingers as she strove for completion. “Up and down, oh I want the taste of your cum..”

“You'll get it, koi,” he growled. She could hear the increased pace of his panting and delve her fingers into her. She bucked her hips into her hands. “This thick cock, deep in side you. You'll get it.. I'll fuck your pussy until you scream my name and I'll finger your ass until you can't think straight.” She shivered violently, the coil winding in her stomach.

“Oh yea?” she panted. “How are you fucking me?”

“On your hands and knees,” he growled, “your ass in the air as I pummel you. God I can hear the slap of our skin and feel the wetness of your dripping pussy.” The coil clenched painfully in her as her fingers just couldn't move fast enough. She groaned out loud.

“My fingers are nothing compared to your cock... I need it in me, fucking me senseless. I...” she moaned out, her panting breath coming faster.

“Come for me, Kagome,” he commanded as she could hear his own grunting breath as he was close to his own completion. She wanted to comply, she needed to come... she growled out as it was just not happening. Her breath hitched as he grunted, and she felt her body heat that he had cum because of their naughty words. She pitched over the edge of her own climax and hissed out a breath. She panted into the phone as she receded from her high.

“Mmh,” he murmured, his voice still husky. “That was the best part of my entire day.” She laughed softly.

“Is that so? Just imagine if I was actually there with you.”

“That, my little one,” he growled, “is just torture. I can not wait until you are finished for the summer...no matter where I go, you will come with me. If I could have you in every city in Japan, it wouldn't be enough.” She chuckled.

“What else are you doing tonight?” She asked as she lay sprawled on the bed.

“Dinner and paper work..”

“Sounds like fun.”

“What about you?” he asked. She could hear the lonely longing in his voice. She smiled sweetly, even if he couldn't see it.

“Dinner, dishes and a special something for when you get home.”

“What is it?” He asked, his curiosity piqued.

“I'm not telling,” she drawled, flipping through the mail on the bed. She picked up on piece.

“Oh!”

“What?”

“I got a reply from that school,” she sat up in bed, cradling the phone between her shoulder and ear.

“Well?” He asked. He could hear her opening the envelope. She was silent before she giggled.

“They've accepted me!” She cried out happily, laying back and kicking her legs up happily.

“That's wonderful, I told you,” he said smugly. She laughed and teased him before promising to call before she went to bed and hung up. She pulled on some pajama pants and went to make herself some dinner.

**

“I can't stand it, Sesshoumaru!” She growled into the phone three days later. Her nerves were frayed and she hadn't slept well for the last two days.

“Is it really that loud?” He asked, even though he could plainly hear the electric drill in the background through the phone.

“When that asshole said they'd be here for a couple of days, I never thought to ask when they'd be done during the day! Who the hell has two shifts of workers to renovate apartments in an old ass building?”

“You should've realized something was up when he came to tell you in person. He's a sly one...” Kagome growled at him.

“Oh, so it's my fault then?” She snapped.

“I didn't say that, Kagome. Don't start putting words in my mouth,” he growled back at her. She was so angry, she didn't care.

“Whatever, Sess. I'm going to go try to tell them to knock it off. Talk to you later,” she hung up, even as he called out her name to get her to wait. She ignored her phone ringing and strode out into the hallway.

“Hey guys,” she called into the open doors of the apartments. The men looked up, some of them grinned in foolish ways as they looked over her body. She was aware of their lusty glances, but she looked around. “What's it going to take to get you guys to quiet down so I can get to sleep?” She snapped. A few masculine chuckles met her ears.

“Just spend the night here,” one said. She growled at him.

“I'm not a whore. I just want some peace and quiet so I can sleep.”

“Well... how about a hand job?”

“Blow job?” a second brought up.

“Strip for us!” a third chimed in as she stomped back to her apartment to their coarse laughter. She slammed her door and bolted it locked. She could still hear them laughing through the doorway as her phone rang again. She picked it up and snapped it open.

“What, Sess?”

“Don't you dare hang up on me,” he growled at her.

“Oh, I'm sorry. I'm a bit crabby,” she growled right back. Someone was knocking on her front door. “Fucking perverts. Hold on,” she put the phone to her chest as she unbolted her door. A timid looking older man stood before her. “Yes?”

“We would like to apologize. We shouldn't have said things like that.” Kagome glanced at the large man standing behind the one talking with flames in his eyes. Kagome felt herself relaxing slightly. She knew she was crabby, but taking it out on people wasn't going to help.

“No, I shouldn't have asked in the way I did. I invited that kind of talk. I'm just really crabby, I'm sorry too.” The man smiled timidly before looking at the man standing behind him. The man nodded and the timid man shot off down the hallway.

“Doesn't mean they had any right saying those things to you, Miss,” he murmured and bowed goodnight to her. She shut the door and bolted it again. She sighed.

“Sess... I'm sorry. I shouldn't have taken anything out on you,” she murmured softly into the phone as she leaned against the wall of the hallway.

“Hn. Where I like you being up all night, I only like it when I am the cause. Get some rest.”

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