Irreplaceable by Inu-Miko88

Does this brand scream 'Virgin'?

A/N: Hello everyone this is my fic Irreplaceable. I would like to dedicate it to multiple people: 1) the person who made the amv 'Sessxkag' If it wasn't for that person I wouldn't have realized what a cute couple Sesshoumaru and Kagome make. 2) my good friend, Sidrah for introducing me to fanfiction, and last but sure as hell not least Profiler120, the author of the first fanfic I ever read *sniffs* ahh the memories.

...Anyway, thanks to anyone who takes the time out to read this.

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha, BUT, I do own two sexy posters of Sesshoumaru.

Also, I apologize for the many mistakes that I probably didn't notice.

CHAPTER 1

A young raven-haired woman stood infront a local establishment, wringing her hands on the hem of her shirt. Her blue-gray eyes darted left, right, up, and down, ever vigilant. She had to be on her guard. What if someone spotted her, followed her inside and saw the reason that she was going to enter in the first place. She shook her head. That wouldn't, no, couldn't happen. She would die from embarassment.

The girl took several deep, calming breaths, in, out, in, out. She was now ready.

Courage finally present she march inside, her head held high. She looked around trying to spot her target. She doubted that it was right there at the entrance but still, it was worth a shot right?

The young woman sighed as she walked down the first aisle of the mini-mart right down the block from her apartnment. Yes the mini-mart, the place where one can find practically anything, from candy to condoms. Which was exactly what she was there for.

If her friends could see her now, sweet virginal Higurashi Kagome, scouring a store for condoms.

A sigh escaped from her as she mentally swatted away the image of said friends laughing at her expense, as she walked at an even faster pace towards the back of the store. Now was not the time for her mind to wander. She was a woman on a mission: go in, grab it and go, but things were hardly ever that simple, for her at least.

There! There they were just a few steps away. She approached the shelves cautiously, scanning over the different varieties. Her face grew hotter as read the boxes, never touching them.

What size should she get? She stroked her chin thoughtfully, then shrugged her shoulders and grabbed whatever was closest to her hand.

"Hm, interesting choice," a smooth voice whispered in her ear.

Kagome whirled around to face the person, eyes wide, and her face a vivid red.

"I-I-It's not w-what it looks like!" she stammered raising her hands in front of her defensively and dropping the package on the floor as if it burned her. "I was just...wait a min- Miroku!"

The man grabbed her hand and placed a feather-light kiss on her knuckles, "At your service m'lady."

A fist suddenly made contact with his arm causing him to wince slightly and release her dainty hand. An angry Kagome stood in front of him, a fist still poised for another hit, just in case.

"Miroku you idiot! You scared the crap out of me. What the hell is wrong with you?"

He shugged his shoulders, the picture of innocent, "I'm sorry, the view from behind was just too inviting for me to resist. But on to other things, what are you doing over here?" he asked jerking his head in the direction of the condoms, a wicked grin on his handsome face. "Don't tell me," he paused for effect, "you're 'shpopping' for you and Sesshoumaru?"

"That is none of your business." she replied, crossing her arms over chest.

"Really now?" he said, bending down to pick up the nearly forgotten box off of the floor and inspecting it closely, "I think it becomes my business when it becomes so painfully obvious that you are in dire need of assistance. Afterall, this is what I excell at."

Kagome could only stand there mouth wide open as he went into a long and disturbingly detailed explaination of each and every single variety on the shelf and there uses. It really shouldn't have surprised her, this was after all Miroku, the man who asked any attractive woman he met to bear his children and was a known pervert. She shook her head, nope this really shouldn't be surprising at all.

After the "lesson" Kagome paid for the Miroku approved condoms and the ones he was there to buy for himself (Miroku's secret to condom selection wasn't free afterall), and they left the store together.

"Um, Miroku?" she began nervously, "you not going to tell anyone about these, right? Especially Sesshoumaru."

The violet-eyed man looked at her strangely,"Why shouldn't I?"

She blushed, "Well, I kind of wanted it to be a surprise y'know?"

He suddenly wrapped an arm around her and pulled her in for a hug, "I understand," he whispered and placed a brotherly kiss on the crown of her head. Looking down at the woman in his arms he couldn't help but smile, Kagome was like a little sister to him and he was some what excited for her and Sesshoumaru.

Miorku released her but kept his arm around her shoulder as they continued walking, "So when's the big night?" he asked waggling his eyebrows suggestively.

"I was hoping tonight after the party," she said, her cheeks still tinged pink.

"You're actually going to that?" Miroku asked, surpised.

Kagome nodded. She knew why he said it that way. It was a well known fact that Sesshoumaru and Kagome had been together for almost two years now, but one person in paticular pretended to be blissfully unaware, Uchiyama Sara. Kagome knew that the girl was interested in Sesshoumaru. On numerous occasions she caught Sara playing that damn flute of hers and staring at Sesshoumaru, Kagome's Sesshoumaru. Now she wasn't one to hate people, but Sara really pissed her off.

That girl had the nerve to flounce over to them the other day and invite Sesshoumaru (notice it's 'Sesshoumaru' and not 'them') to her ridiculous little party.

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It was a beautifully warm and sunny day, summer would soon be approaching. A couple could be seen walking across the campus: the man was tall and poised with long silver hair cascading down his back, right next to him was a girl, only two years his junior. She was about average height, with ebony locks that shone slightly blue when the light hit it just right.

She smiled up at him with sparkling blue eyes and squeezed the arm she was holding onto. He looked down at her, his face, extremely handsome, perhaps even beautiful, yet impassive. As if in on some secret joke they shared, she smiled even more brightly at him.

A, "Hello Sesshoumaru," from right in front of them ruined the moment.

Their heads snapped up to look at at the intruder. "May I help you Uchiyama?" Sesshoumaru said looking down at the woman in front of him.

"Yes actually, you can," she said with a meek smile as she handed him a flyer of some sort,"I would be honored if you could attend a party I'm hosting at my apartment in two weeks."

Her brown-green eyes sparkled in delight as he silently took the invitation from her. On his left something pulled on his arm, his girlfriend of almost two years, who was giving him a look that cleary said, 'you must have lost your damn mind if you think you're going without me.'

"Kagome will a also be attending," he said.

Sara's smile wavered, but she quickly recovered, "Of course," she said before bidding Sesshoumaru goodbye and walking away, her long brown hair swaying in the breeze.

"Why are we going? You don't even like Sara," Kagome complained, prying the invitation out of his grasp.

"She is more tolerable than most," he answered truthfully looking in the direction of where said female disappeared, unaware of how his answer affected the woman standing next to him.

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"Well, well, well," she heard Miroku voice from beside her as they apprached her apartment building, "it seems I'm no longer needed." With that he took out his items from Kagome's shopping bag, careful to keep what they were from prying gold eyes not too far away.

"Thanks for your help Miroku," Kagome whispered to him.

"Anytime," he said with a wink. He waved to Sesshoumaru, made some excuse about not being able to stay and chat, and left.

"Hi Sesshou," Kagome greeted him with a smile, "I hope you weren't waiting too long."

Sesshoumaru narrowed his eyes at her, even though in reality he hadn't been waiting that long at all, maybe five minutes. But he was Sesshoumaru Taisho, he waited for no one. That was partially why he was having problems in this relatinship, the waiting.

Even though they never spoke if it, it was obvious she wasn't ready to have sex with him yet, and it annoyed him immensly. Two years without sex, two long tedious years of being around her with nothing to show for it. He was a man, and he had needs, but masturbation was beneath him.

He snapped out of it, realizing that this train of thought was leading no where.

"Why aren't you ready yet?"

She laughed awkwardly, and he watched impassive as ever as she ran into the building to go change.

Half an hour later, Kagome excited to find Sesshoumaru leaning against his car, nonchalantly smoking a cigarette. "Sesshou!" she cried, storming up to him, "Didn't I tell you that smoking was bad for you!"

He looked down at her, not really paying attention to her usual incessant prattle. Instead he took in what she was wearing.

It was fairly warm that evening, so a white sleeveless shirt began Kagome's 'not-too-caual-not-too-dressy' outfit.(as she called it) She had on a cerulean-blue skirt that came about mid-thigh and moved with the breeze and white flats. Adorning her neck was one of her most prized possesions, the necklace he gave her for her birthday earlier that year. It was a beautiful snowflake, slightly larger than a quarter on a platinum chain, and in the middle, a gem the same shade as her eyes.

He remembered that it took forever for her to finally accept the gift. She wouldn't stop saying, "Sesshou, you really shouldn't have!" and "I can't accept this, why didn't you buy something nice for youself instead?" It was cute at first, but then it became really annoying. At one point he was almost tempted to tell her to shut the hell up and take the damn thing. She should have known that the price would mean nothing to him.

She was still going on about the dangers of smoking as he discarded his cigarette and entered the smooth leather interior of his car. She soon followed, and strapped on her seatbelt. Thoughout the ride she stole glaces at him, following the line of his firm jaw to rest her eyes on his lips.

Kagome swelled with something akin to pride, Kami how she loved this man. For the sake of their happiness, she definitetly had to keep an eye on that flute-playing little princess tonight.

END OF CHAPTER 1

Inu-Miko: Woohoo! That's 1 down who know's how many more to go, oh wait, I do!

Sess-chan: Lying abomination.

Inu-Miko: (raises eyebrow) What's that supposed to mean?

Sess-chan: You do not have the slightest idea how many more chapters are left.

Inu-Miko: No one asked for your input. Can't you just stand there and look pretty?

Sess-chan: This Sesshoumaru is not 'pretty.'

Inu-Miko: (rolls eyes) whatever. Like I was saying, please rate and review, I'd really appreciate it.