- Rhythm of Romance -

It started out on a train

... and ended with one uncanny Rhythm

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A/n: It's been so long since I've updated. My ideas about this story have changed, so I've redone this chapter and it's going to me a hell of a lot better! A lot more humor (I hope!) Please review! It gives me a purpose lol. Oh, I'm also going to have a lot of quotes from movies and TV shows in this story, as added trivia?

Running as fast as her legs could carry her, Kagome ran down the steps that lead to the train platform. "Please, don't leave!"

Practically tripping down the stairs, She was just in time to feel the gush of wind slap her in the face as the train whipped by…. Without her. Great.

Kagome's day just wasn't getting any better. "Shit!" she said, cursing under her breath.

Glancing at the monitor above her, her eyes scanned for the next available train.

"In an hour? Seriously? Ugh…" Kagome read as she sighed to herself. Defeated and frankly just pissed off, she slumped over to the row of plastic chairs.

Looking at her full voicemail, probably packed with messages from her landlord telling her she was late again and close to eviction, Kagome threw the phone back into her back.

"There cannot be a stressful crisis this week. My schedule is already full." She said groaning as she looked up at the ceiling hoping that maybe it would start raining money. Or men. Or better yet, a rich men.

"Don't worry, Stress is nothing more than a socially acceptable form of mental illness"

Looking to her side, Kagome saw a clearly intoxicated homeless man leaning against the wall.

Slowly, Kagome tried to grasp what he said. "Did you just call me crazy?" Great…could her day get any better?

The women to her right, who looked rather stuffed into her suite, turned to Kagome and said, " Oh, don't listen to him dear, he's just drunk."

Turning to stare at the outspoken women to her right, the man quickly responded, "Yes, madam, I am drunk. But in the morning I will be sober and you will still be ugly."

All the old women could do was gasp. Quickly, she got up, turned and stomped away.

Feeling victorious, the old man took another swing of his beer and turned to Kagome. " I used to be rich you know. I used to have a huge house too. But, I was starting to feel a little depressed so one day I told my wife the truth. I told her I was seeing a psychiatrist. Then she told me the truth: that she was seeing a psychiatrist, two plumbers, and a bartender."

"At least you were honest?" Offered Kagome with a shrug. Seeing her train arrive at last, she turned and said goodbye to the drunken man. Sliding on her traveling bag on one shoulder, she headed towards the train.

She brought down her head, so her bangs tipped towards her eyes as she entered the open doors. No need to attract attention when she was positive she had huge bags under her eyes from all the stress. As she turned to find a seat she felt herself collide with a strong firm, warm body. Her eyes snapped up suddenly finding her hands on a firm chest.

Deep amber eyes stared back at her with amusement. Holding her was a man about her age... maybe older. His lips twisted in a smirk. Chuckling he looked into her deep brown pools.

She felt herself smile, allowing a small giggle at her clumsiness. "Sorr... Sorry." she apologized. No imp not, I'm not sorry at all. She thought. Get a hold of yourself girl, you look like an idiot. Oh wow, nice, now you're drooling. Very mature.

He shrugged, still smiling. "No problem, you ok?"

"Yeah..." She blushed turning away to find a seat.

Kagome looked around for a moment catching sight of a clock. Great. She was only an hour behind schedule. No biggy. She would only just get fired! Ugh. What a day. She sighed. How long was this going to take?

A few minutes passed by as Kagome attempted to calm down. Slowly, she started zoning out, thinking of the interview she had today for an open position at Starbucks. She was on her last year in college and the only thing on her mind was finding a way to pay off her student loans. Not to mention her overdue rent.

"It's your fault you know..." A voice spoke out to her. Turning her head she saw it belonged to the same man whom she had crashed into.

"What?" she asked. Was he mad? She didn't shove him. Oh god, did she try something while in her daze? She hoped not.

"Oh, don't pretend you didn't hear me." He smiled, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "You were out in lalaland when you collided into me."

"Are you seriously trying to play the blame game?" She glared directing her stare at him.

"No, but if I was, we know who the winner would be." He replied with a cocky grin.

Roller her eyes, Kagome let out a defeated sigh. "I've just had a stressful couple of days ok?"

"Want to expand on that?" He said gently.

"I'm this close to being evicted and I'm already late for an interview for a much better job. Not to mention I'm crazy." She said explaining her chaos to him.

Giving her a quizzical look, Inuyasha asked, "And your crazy because?"

"A drunk man told me so." Kagome explained as if it was obvious.

"Well, then it must be true. I wonder what he has to say about you when he's sober." he replied sarcastically.

Getting up she walked over to him, hands on hips. "You have no right being sarcastic Mr.." oh-oh. What the hell was his name? She probably should have just sat down. Feeling more then a little lost, a soft shade of red spread to her cheeks.

"Takahashi. Inuyasha Takahashi." He smirked shoving his hands into his pocket, motioning for her to go on.

"Mr. Takahashi..." She finished. Way to go, moron. Attempting to regain her dignity, she turned to her seat. However, a sudden jolt of the train sent her sadly right onto his lap. "Great..." She sighed. Dignity, What dignity?

"Look, if falling into my arms is so tempting to you, all you really have to do is ask." He said, obviously amused with himself.

Kagome's brow twitched slightly before she turned to answer, "Were you put on this train to annoy me?" Steadying herself, Kagome returned to her seat.

Inuyasha let out a soft laugh and turned back forward, staring straight aheadwith a smirk on his lips. "Maybe."

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