Not Her by Missy555

Second to Her

Disclaimer: I do NOT OWN Inuyasha or any characters associated with Inuyasha. All characters lawfully belong to Rumiko Takahashi. (I'm just borrowing them temporarily because of my muse.) Anyways, this fanfict is only meant for fun, please do not sue me.

* An asterisk will symbol a citation. I will give credit and cite any lyric and quote I use in this story.

Not Her

*love

sensual physical love

is waiting here for you

when you unleash my desire

She rocked her hips in a mesmerizing dance becoming one with the song . The mood set by the candlelight only accentuated the seductive sway of her body. The temptress made her way agonizingly slowly to her captive.

"Sesshoumaru..," she purred. From the enveloping sea of satin sheets he peered up at her. She was slinking up closer while sliding her long legs intentionally against his.

these are the hands that'll touch

you

these are the lips that'll kiss you

these are the arms that'll hold you

so come get this body that loves

you

oh, how my heart does miss you

In one smooth movement, her lips were on his. Her hands were on either side of his face molding her features to his. She did not have a chance to notice the look of hesitation that marred his fair visage.

love

stroke me so gently my love

i love it when you mmmmmmmmmm

when you release my desire

As soon as the kiss was initiated it was equally wrenched away. "Sesshou... what's wrong?" She crawled up even closer to him despite his obvious discomfort. After seeing his disgust she recoiled back to her knees at his rejection. "Ugh," she scoffed, "Just what the hell do you want from me." He remained silent, not an unusual response. He would bend for no one. Stubbornly and foolishly, not even for HER.

these are the hands that'll touch you

these are the lips that'll kiss you

these are the arms that'll hold you

so come get thes body that lovesyou

oh, how my heart does miss you

"Look..., whatever, let's just call it a night." But no, this was Sesshoumaru she was speaking to. Nobody ran from him. His eyes deceptively soften enough to beckon her back. 'Women are easy... But not HER.'

baby my heart's achin'

my body longs for you

candle light and wine are waiting

create the mood for

As a perfectly normal reaction similar to all the females Sesshoumaru happened to affect, she melted. He smirked instantly. All except HER. At this thought, he faltered but kept it long enough to fool himself –or so he thought.

love

sensual physical love

is waiting here for you

when you unleash my desire

"Now Sesshoumaru we are going to try this again, and again, and aga-" He halted her drawling in an intense kiss. In an instant, she was on her back grasping the blood satin sheets like a life line.

No she did not feel like this. She didn't taste like this. She was so much better. The best in fact. At that thought he tenderly mumbled HER name.

these are the arms that'll hold you

hold me, oh baby, my body's

arched for you

come get the body that loves you

come here, i've missed you so much

Again for the second time that night as soon as the passion began it was extinguished because of HER. Everything seemed to stop at that moment. He froze because of shock and she from her seething anger.

i forgot how good it could feel

oh, how my heart does miss you

please make love to me

come get the body that loves you...

"You bastard." She disentangle herself instantly. Kagura was a woman of pride. She valued herself in her vanity, fortune, and power. Even though she was admittedly ruthless, achieving her desires by any and all means, she refused to be second. Especially to HER.

In a swift movement, she wrapped the silk robe and walk towards the door. She spun on her heel attempting a daring exit. Her body was half-turned, her eyes were warning. "This will not happen again." With that she slammed the door and hurried across the hall to her room. Only God knew it was hard for her to walk out that door. And even if another chance rose to be with him she knew she would have instantly jumped, but no, she would not be second to her.

*The Body That Loves You

(Janet Jackson, James "Jimmy Jam" Harris III, and Terry Lewis), Virgin, 1993

Well what do you think. This is my first pathetic attempt at fanfiction. I am a bit rusty at writing (in general) , but I will continue writing this particular story depending upon you guys. I'll probably be writing several stories to exercise my writing.

Go ahead and criticize me where you see fit. But again this is just an attempt.

-Melissa