In Denial

How This All Started

Inuyasha and I hated each other. From middle school to sophomore year of high school, it's always been tense stares, verbal fights and barely tolerating each other's existence. I don't know how that happened really. We just looked at each other one day and knew we couldn't tolerate each other.

I couldn't stand him. Couldn't stand his face or how annoying his voice sounded in my ears. Sometimes we fought and yes, even though he was bigger than me I'd still try to fuck him up. Maybe it was from all the teenage angst and raging hormones but I just couldn't stand him.

Going into junior year, he moved to the next city! Heard he was finishing school elsewhere as per Daddy's instruction. Those years of high school were the most peaceful and I almost missed him.

I didn't think I'd see him again until today.

My faculty was trying to kill me. Test after test after quiz, they kept coming. So I had to find myself an outlet to expel the tension and anxiety that came with the never-ending stream of exams. And that came in the form of a frat party. Honestly, I didn't like these things but we take our wins when we can. So my flatmates and I dressed down for this party. I was feeling myself in my all-black: sheer top, tight pants and lace-up boots that I have been waiting for forever to put on and the opportunity was now. And not only did the party have booze, it had the devil's lettuce and I was partaking in both. It was packed, seeming that everyone had the same idea to attend. Including the creeps. You know the ones that like to pester you into saying yes just to get them off you, there's always a handful of them somewhere.

" Come on, sexiness. Just one."

I was too high for this. I had somehow found myself backed into a corner by said creep trying to get me to kiss him. His breath smelt like tequila and vomit.

" I already said no. Piss off."

I tried to push him off but the guy was stronger. I really didn't want to fight tonight, but the guy was making me nervous with how grabby his hands were. Well, that was before he got ripped off me by my saviour, being thrown to the ground and stepped on.

" What do you think you're doing?", my saviour asked with a deep menacing voice, towering over the guy.

He was big, definitely 6ft plus range and muscular too.

" I was just- I was just-"

"-leaving. Before I change my mind about not fucking you up." With the last three words, he added more weight to push the guy down by his chest with his foot. The second he lifted his foot off his chest, the creep scampered off.

I wanted to thoroughly thank my saviour but I wasn't prepared for the face reveal. For you see, while he was mildly torturing the guy he was backing me. All I could take in was the tall expanse of his back and his long ebony hair until he turned around and I recognized that face like the back of my hand, it was Inuyasha.

Thee Inuyasha, the one I haven't seen in the last 4 years since the beginning of my 3rd year in high school. The one I had hated growing up with. But we can't lie now and say the 4 years didn't do him justice cause god, did he get hot. Maybe it's the combo of THC and booze but I'm admitting that the years have been very good to the man standing in front of me. I'm allowed to think with my dick, no?

He cocked his head aside to regard me, seeming to recognize me as well.

" Miroku."

" Shitty-Yasha."

He chuckled a bit and it went straight up my spine as a shiver.

" Wow wow," he drawled, "I see you haven't changed a bit. I save you from that asshole and I get called names. What a way to say 'thank you'."