Didn't see That Coming

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Chapter one: Break-ups are the Worst... or are They?

Kagome's Point of View:

I walked into the gym wondering why Ayumi called me. It was nearly three in the afternoon and, to be honest, I was catching up on sleep. I didn't want to be at this gym—the place where I'm forced to attend to thanks to my boyfriend, Akitoki Hojo. My membership here was probably not worth it seeing as I hadn't really... well, lost any weight. Weirdly enough, I didn't see a difference.

Then why go?

It made him happy. That's all a girl ever wants for her guy, right? Besides, Hojo was worth it. He was sweet and caring and he sure spent a lot more time worrying about my health than I did. We've been dating for three years. It started in junior year of high school. I remember when I had a small crush on him as a freshman and, by his blushing; he probably felt the same way about me. During the summer after I finished freshman year I was working up the courage to ask him out with Eri Kasumori and Ayumi Sayamira by my side along the way.

…I don't remember anything after that. In fact, I don't even remember my sophomore year. I was fifteen and it all seemed like a dream… and it probably was since I woke up in the hospital at the very end of the year diagnosed with a coma. Anyway, Hojo happened to be there visiting me and he blurted his feelings out. Just like that. I was at a loss for words so… I said yes. It was wonderful. He was relatively harmless and a real romantic; sensitive like most girls would want.

I was lucky enough to score him.

"Well…" I opened the gym doors slowly. "Time to see what she was rambling abou—"

My eyes widened. It couldn't be…

"Oh my… H-hojo?" I sputtered.

Oh yes. It was my boyfriend, alright… kissing the girl who never supported me through anything.

Yuka Ayara.

You know they didn't even hear me? In fact, they just kept on moaning and the little bitch kept grinding against his pelvis. I walked up to them on the verge of tears and pulled Hojo away, "What do you think you're doing?" I spat.

His eyes widened, "Ka…gome?"

"Yes it's me; now what do you think you're doing?" Kami, was her kissing so great that he'd become an idiot?

"Kissing me, obviously." muttered Yuka.

"Shut the hell up," I turned to her, glaring. "I don't need your fucking side comments." I was seriously pissed. My language was never usually this vulgar.

"Kagome…" he whispered, looking up at me with light blue eyes. "She threw herself on me! I swear!"

"Hey!" she yelled.

"Then why were you on top?" I murmured.

"I…"

"Exactly," my gaze intensified. "We've been dating for three years—"

"And we've never kissed!" he glared right back.

"So you decided to get another girl while dating me?"

"No!"

"I don't have time for this," I sighed. No way was I going to cry. Not in front of him. "I don't want to see you again." As soon as I started to walk away he grabbed my wrist, none too gently. I closed my eyes for a moment; that really hurt. "Let me go…" I hissed through clenched teeth.

"Don't leave, Kagome," he pleaded. "This is just a misunderstanding!"

"I said let me go," I repeated, venom evident in my voice.

I felt him flinch when he heard me and I took the chance to grab my hand away. Quietly I walked out of the gym and broke into a sprint. I knew where I was headed: the park. It was one of my favorite places in this town. Kyoto wasn't very big and I knew my way around here well.

Inuyasha's Point of View:

"Kik... we need a break." I sighed, unable to look at her. This wasn't particularly hard but rather... awkward. Kikyo was an intense pain in the ass, with the most annoying tendencies. I really needed to get out of this.

"What are you talking about Inu-kun?" she looked up at me, her brown eyes wide in false innocence.

I inwardly rolled my eyes. Why did she insist on calling me that? "What did I tell you about that name?" I frowned.

"It's cute!" she crooned.

Was she serious?

"Anyway," I continued. "I'm... think we need to break up."

Her expression changed almost instantly. "Why?"

"Well you've been working nonstop and I hardly see you anymore."

"Oh, excuse me for working. Unlike you I need to make a living."

I face palmed slightly, "It's not just that... you don't call or anything. Hell, the only time I see you is when I call your boss to let you out."

"You did that?" she raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"Well what do you expec-"

"I don't like that you invaded my work time Inuyasha!" she yelled.

My ears flattened, "Why are you so loud?"

"Because I can be!"

Why did I date her again? She was way more immature than I'd thought.

"I'm a model!" she continued. "You can't break up with me! You don't know what you're missing out on!"

I sighed and stood up, ignoring her yelling, "I'm leaving. Bye." I could hear her screaming at me as I walked away. Sure, it was probably wrong to make her boss give her a break but I just wanted to be with her. Before today, I hadn't see her in nearly over a month. Her boss was reluctant in letting her go, but he did anyway. I happened to have some influence. Correct me if I'm wrong but weren't working people (model, or not) supposed to get a few days off to themselves? No one in their right mind could like working that much.

I sighed and continued walking aimlessly. "Where the hell am I going anyway?" I asked myself. "I-" someone bumped into me at that moment.

Kagome's Point of View:

"The hell?" someone yelled as I bumped into them. Tears were running down my face and I looked like a mess. At this point I didn't even care who it was. "Kik- wait, you're not Kikyo..." he seemed utterly confused. I stayed silent and tried to wipe my tears. "You okay?"

I nodded.

His eyes darted to the park, "Want to... uh... come tell me what happened... At the park?"

To say he seemed uncomfortable would be an understatement. "Y-yes please," I said quietly.

"Alright," he smiled and picked me up bridal style.

"H-hey! Let me down!" I protested, hitting him on his chest.

"You weren't moving so I picked you up," I could hear the smirk in his voice.

"Where are you going, anyway?" I stopped hitting him when I realized he was way too strong for me.

"The park, why?"

"Nothing..." I quieted down as he walked.

"...And that's what happened," I looked down and wiped some more tears from my face. We were seated on a bench near the back of the park where no one seemed to really come near as I explained to him the entirety of what happened with Hojo back at the gym and how he used to be so sweet and nice, when all of a sudden he was all up on the bitch.

"That idiot..." he muttered. "Why would he cheat on someone like you?"

"Why wouldn't he? I guess Yuka was prettier than me, that's all."

"You know, you're pretty too," he winked.

I blushed deeply and kept my gaze on my lap. was this guy flirting with me?

"You okay?"

I looked up at him... and held back a gasp. This guy was... a god.

...Or something close to it. He looked amazing, to say the least. He had to be twenty or something because he had a pair of honey gold eyes that shone with curiosity, innocence and mischief. His features were matured compared to his eyes, and his body was well-developed. His arms were especially a feat considering the fact that he picked me up with seeming ease. There was a sort of natural pout set upon his soft lips.

How cute! I thought girlishly.

I blinked so he wouldn't notice that I was really staring. This guy also had a nice tan; a brown gold color that complimented his eyes perfectly. His hair was long and sliver-white.

"How pretty..." I breathed.

"Hm?" he turned to me and grinned. "Like what you see?"

My eyes widened, "Pfft, nooo..." I looked away, childishly.

Oh. My. Kami.

He was sexy to the max.

...

Whoa, whoa, whoa. I did not just think that. I didn't even know his name! Sure, he hot at first glance, but what if he was a rapist? ...A hot... sexy... rapist...

"No!" I shook my head.

He blinked and paused from something he was saying, "I wonder if she has a concussion..." he mused.

"Hey! I don't have a concussion!" I yelled in response.

He placed his hand on my forehead, "Nope, no fever... concussion it is!" he declared.

"I don-"

Something white flicked on top of his head.

"Are those real?" I asked innocently.

"My... ears?"

I nodded.

He blinked again, "Yes..."

Would it be rude to ask to touch them? "What's your name, by the way?" I asked, changing the subject.

"If I tell you mine will you tell me yours?" he grinned.

"I guess it's fair," I smiled.

"Takahashi Inuyasha," he offered a hand. "But you can call me Inuyasha. Nice to meet ya."

"The pleasure is mine," I replied all formal. "I'm Higurashi Kagome... but you can call me Kagome."

Maybe this breakup wasn't so bad... I met this hottie, didn't I?

~MidnightFlame325