AN: Hey! Thanks for choosing to read, you won't regret it! This story is actually being written by two people, me and my awesome beta CutePsycoNHyper. (Don't worry, she can write) We've planned nothing out at all, so anything and everything goes. How it works is I write one chapter, and then she writes the next and so on and so forth. This chapter is all mine, so let me know how it is!! We really hope you enjoy it!

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Inuyasha's feet pounded down on the slick pavement, his expensive sneakers long ago abandoned so he wouldn't slide on the wet surface. He cursed while he ran, wondering what the hell happened to his back-up. They better damn well be injured or dead from the fight or Inuyasha would kill them himself.

He dove when shots rang out, one of the bullets cutting a streak through his long silver hair. His knees scraped along the blacktop, ripping open his jeans while he scrambled for his cell phone.

He slid it open easily enough as he jumped and scaled the brick wall, his fingers finding the speed dial automatically.

"You fucking bastard! Where the hell are you?" Inuyasha barked into the phone, desperately wanting to go for his gun if he wasn't so afraid of dropping the small orb clutched in his palm.

Inuyasha could almost feel his brother's blank stare on him from the other line. "Can you not handle a few weaklings by yourself Inuyasha?"

"A few weaklings?! I've had five fucking demons on my tail for the last twenty blocks! I thought your guys were going to take them out!"

He vaulted over to the next building, his pursuers still following him from the ground. Inuyasha heard the faint clipping of keys in the background while his legs pumped, trying to lose the demons.

"Go to the nearest subway station. Take the next train leaving in five minutes. Get off after two stops. I will send a car for you."

The disconnected tone interrupted Inuyasha's curse as he rapidly changed course and threw his phone, hitting one of his attackers squarely on the forehead.

He jumped down off the roof and flew out of the alley into the busy sidewalk, the demons yelling at his back. He pushed people roughly aside, ignoring the angry retorts, his focus on the bright, shining sign that led to his ticket home. He stopped abruptly to throw down a few bills at a vendor and grabbed a pair of flip-flops without bothering to look at them before throwing them onto his bleeding feet. He jogged down the subway steps, forcing himself to drop the jewel in his sweatshirt pocket and casually walk towards the ticket booth. He glared at the attendant, wanting him to hurry up while he scanned the arrival time of the next train. Three minutes.

Inuyasha snatched the coin up and slid it into the counter, hearing the demon's finally scamper down the steps. He pulled his hood up, hiding his trademark silver hair and faded into the crowd, smirking at the frustrated whining from the demons. He was almost insulted Naraku hadn't sent anyone better after him.

He strolled down to the platform, glad to see a huge crowd waiting. He stuck close to a pretty dark haired girl talking on her phone, hoping it would look like he was with her. Less then a minute.

"...I'm heading there right now. Uh-huh. Yes Hojo, I'm sure. The train is less then a minute away, I'm a big girl, I'll be fine, really. Look, if I die you can bring me back to say 'I told you so' ok? I'll see you really soon. Bye Hojo. ...ok, the good-bye means I'm hanging up now. Gah." The girl mumbled as she firmed closed the phone and dropped it into her purse, ignoring the ringing that erupted from it a few moments later. "Sango is going to die."

Inuyasha ears twitched and the back of his neck prickled. He liked the sound of her voice, even as it was listing creative methods of killing this Sango woman. It felt like being rubbed all over his body with velvet.

The train roared into view just as the demons appeared, panting. Inuyasha stayed close to the woman's back, trying to look like a protective boyfriend while the demons spread out among the crowd. He and the woman stepped inside, the woman claiming one of the last seats left while

Inuyasha causally grabbed the pole right next to her, his head bent as he finally noticed his shoes.

Bright pink with orange daises.

He nearly gagged when the smell of sweaty demon wafted down to him. Hell, they had boarded the train.

This wasn't his fucking day.

...

Kagome angrily set her purse on her lap, making a mental note to research medieval torture methods as soon as she went back to the library. She was putting Sango through every single one of them.

She told Sango a million times she didn't want to date anyone right now. But noooooo, no one can listen to Kagome, now can they?

She sighed, the anger leaking out. She knew Sango only had the best intentions at heart, that she was only worried about her. But really, she was fine. She was perfectly happy.

Though if Sango wouldn't believe her about that, the least she could do was stop trying to set her up with wimps like Hojo. If she had to hear about his mother one more time...

The train rolled to its first stop and the person next to her got up. The man who had been standing across from her dropped into the empty place and slouched, his long legs taking up ahuge amount of space.

Kagome studied him from the corner of her eye, wishing he didn't have that hood on. From what she could see, he looked pretty damn hot. His strong chin struck out, hinting at golden skin. His full lips were turned down in a scowl, almost daring Kagome to make them curve up. And even though his clothes were a little dirty, he filled them out in a way Hojo never would. Looking at his taste in shoes though, she should probably just assume he was gay. She sighed, turning away.

Why couldn't Sango set her up with guys like that? She was young; she didn't need husband material yet. Even innocent, pure little bookworms like Kagome needed a little fun once in their lives.

And that man looked like he could be a whole lot of fun.

...

Inuyasha forced himself not to squirm, even if he felt self-conscience in his torn jeans, ratty black hoodie and stupid pink sandals. Kami, this woman's scent was divine. He glanced at her from the corner of his eyes. The girl was so fucking gorgeous. Long dark brown hair curled gently to the middle of her shoulder blades, while her chocolate covered eyes gazed sightlessly up at a old ad, completely lost in thought. He swallowed when her white teeth flashed, nibbling on her plum bottom lip. He wouldn't mind taking over that job for her...

Inuyasha shook his head, trying to focus. If he wasn't careful, he was going to get killed. It was time to stop thinking with his little head before he lost the other one.

His senses went on alert when one of the demons got closer. Fucking hell, he was walking right towards him, studying everyone closely. Not for the first time, he was glad he wasn't as well known as his brother. But they might still recognize him if he couldn't think of a way to hide his face.

He swallowed when the demon stepped into the train, his eyes sweeping over everyone closely.

He began to slowly walk down the aisle.

Inuyasha's eyes swept towards the girl and his head came up with a brilliant idea.

He grabbed the girl's head firmly, crowded her against the seat and slammed his lips down onto her.

She gasped and tried to push him away, only for both of her slim wrists to get captured by his larger hand. His leg slid over her calves, pinning her legs down when she tried to kick him and allowed himself to be taken over by her taste.

It was like nothing he had ever had before; the warm vanilla soothed him while her subtle spices drove him crazy. He pressed his lips to her harder, greedy for more.

He absently noticed the demon's gaze go right over him, not really seeing his face since it was hidden by his hood and the woman's face. He growled, wishing he was sure the woman wouldn't fight him so he could run his hands over her while he kissed her. Her skin would probably be as soft as silk...

The train rolled to its second stop and Inuyasha pulled away, seriously debating whether he should just haul the girl up and take her with him.

He suddenly thought of the demons and the jewel. It would have to wait for another time. He could always track her down later.

He smirked down at her flushed face. "Thanks babe." he ran one fingertip across her bottom lip, delighting in the smooth texture before he let her go and jumped off the train, worried she would come to her senses and draw attention to herself.

He gave her a two fingered wave, still smirking. "Later." he mouthed before turning around and disappearing into the crowd.

Kagome stared after him in shock, not quite sure what she was to do now. Should she tell Sango and set a pissed off demon slayer after him? Or go after him herself?

And even as mad as she wanted to be...that kiss was still so amazing.

But at least she knew he wasn't gay now. She would still like to know the story behind those shoes though...

She scowled, suddenly mad at herself and jerked a hand into her purse. Jerk. She couldn't believe she thought such a loser was cute. Where the hell were her tissues?

She paused when something round and smooth brushed her fingertips. She pulled it out and blinked down at the pretty pink and white stone. She rolled it in between her fingers before shrugging and dropping it back into her bag. She had never seen it before but whatever, it was gorgeous. She would have to ask Ayame to put it into a setting for her. Maybe in a ring so she could scare losers like that fine cheekboned god away.

Because she didn't want to get harassed like that again. Really.

I hope you enjoyed the first one! Next week, CutePsycoNHyper will be writing the next chapter!!