Hey guys! I'm here with another book since the other one is on pause! If you guys don't recognize me for my other story, please go check it out! Anyways, here's a new story that I believe will come on a long journey just like my other one, so please enjoy! And PLEASE, can I get 10 reviews to start off this book with? Next chapter will be up as soon as I hit 10! And I will probably make my chapters about 2-10 thousand words so please enjoy a long, good read of InuKag moments! =^_^=
Full Summary:
A group of secret, crazy, psychotic perverts go after female's and male's all alike whether they're human or demon. But there's a problem. No one knows why or what for; all they know is that the groups name is called The Immortals and that it's a group of strong, dark aura'd male demons. About fifty years ago they have been a group that became well known over time for the amount of victims that they have kidnapped, tortured, and even raped. So, the head leader of people who are trying to catch The Immortals, Mr. Claufield finds out enough information to find out who the victims are, and pair them with bodyguards of the same gender to avoid romantic interest and to just keep it professional at the age of 18.
When Kagome Higurashi turns 18, she hopes to find out her bodyguard to not only protect her from The Immortals, but also her abusive relationship with Koga, her boyfriend of two years. Besides that, she also wanted to earn a friend out of this, hoping her "overprotective" boyfriend wouldn't push them away like he always did. She goes to the meeting center to find out she's paired with..a boy?! His name is Inuyasha Taisho, and she can't help but to dread what Koga is going to do when he finds out. Along the way, she is held in many moments of danger, needing help from her Knight and unfortunately, her so called "Knight" is a jerk. Read on to see the relationship of Inuyasha and Kagome grow! Story is much better, I just suck at these summaries.. :(
I massaged my scalp from my messy bun irritating me at work. My black apron covered my light faded torn skinny jeans and red flannel that tied around my waist to reveal my white stained tank top. Sighing of exhaustion, I turned around with the cup of french vanilla latte in my one hand and hot chocolate in the other. I walked across the small cafe to the corner where two guys were, discussing their plans at work. They sat at a high table with those high standing tables, their feet touching the floor though. Dang they're tall. I couldn't help but to fidget under their silent glance at me as I set down their cups and smiled.
"Anything else I can get you, gentleman?" I asked with the most realistic smile on my face. Their black tuxedos showed their broad shoulders and fit bodies. I couldn't help to feel nervous when their bodies resembled my boyfriends. I wonder what two Koga's could do.. I shivered at that thought.
"No thank you, but thank you for the drinks" One spoke up and I nodded my head once at him.
"No problem, sir. Have a goodnight" I told him with a bow and walked back to the counter. Five more minutes and work is over. Knowing that no more costumers were going to come in, I took off my apron and let my hair fall down my back in a big mess. I took my flannel shirt and put it over my tank top, letting the sleeves unroll down my arms and buttoned it up except three buttons at the top. I went into the backroom to change from my black and white converse to my knee high brown leather boots that made my proud height of 5'3 to 5'5. /p
I slipped my sneakers into my matching brown purse that I personally hated, but it made my outfit look complete. When I walked back out, the men were gone and their was a slip of paper and money on the table. I walked up with a smile of accomplishment and grabbed the five dollar bill on top of the paper. The smile faltered when I picked the paper up afterwards and it read: careful where you go by yourself We know you don't have your bodyguard yet
My face grew pale and I shoved the note into my purse, not even looking which pocket I shoved it into. I was more angry than scared at the fact that they would threaten me, a defenseless eighteen year old who doesn't have her guard yet. I couldn't help but to question why they were after me. What did they want?
I stomped out of the cafe, making sure the door was locked and walked up to my black Subaru Forester. I drove in silence, the glare still held on my face. I knew that I definitely was not going to show Koga, or he'll go into "over protective" mode and get mad. He will probably end up saying that I dress like a slut and it's my fault that I got their attention. I shivered at the thought, forcing myself to hit the gas and go home instead of turning around and staying with my parents. I graduated high school and instantly moved out, tired of my parents fighting and my father promising to quit drinking and I was already dating Koga at the time, so I moved in with him, thinking he was the most "perfect" boyfriend. But he was far from that.
Without even realizing it, I already drove into the driveway, walked into the house, and Koga was standing at the kitchen counter with his arms crossed over his chest and an accusing look on his stubborn face. "Why are you five minutes late?" he demanded more than asked.
I sat on a bar stool on the other side of the counter and gave him the most innocent face, trying to avoid telling him about the note. I gave a small shrug and ducked my head down before raising my pure brown eyes into his piercing blue ones.
"There was a car accident and for some reason everyone was stopping and looking which caused a small traffic jam." I lied, not wanting to tell him that I took so long because I didn't want to come back here. Expecting him to calm down, I loosened up my tension state and stood up about to go get a shower for tomorrows dinner party. I tossed my hand through my side bangs and quickly stopped when Koga's firm hand grabbed my wrist roughly, pulling my hand out of my hair. I winced and roughly got pulled into his chest.
My eyes raised to see a look of disgust on his face. "Heh, you honestly think I was going to believe that?" he shouted and I tensed, knowing he saw through the lie.
"See? You just tensed up from me knowing you lied. The look on your face says it all, sweetheart!" he shouted in anger. Anger suddenly boiled through me and my eyebrows narrowed, giving him a nasty glare.
"No, I'm not tensed from lying! I never did lie! Maybe I'm tensed because my asshole boyfriend's hands are hurting me!" I shouted right back and tried to free my wrist from his grip as his other hand grabbed my other arm, holding me still. Anger burned in his eyes, making my sensitive side show when he shouted again and his grip tightened.
"Asshole?! Hurting?!" He repeated with his anger rising in every word. "I'll show you what hurts, sweetheart!" He shouted that nickname that I always thought was for sweet moments when cuddling in bed, or eating dinner, or seeing a movie together. Realizing how broken and messed up this relationship was made me cry even more than the stinging feeling from my left cheek where he slapped me.
His hands released me in silence, letting my sobs echo through the tensed moment. "I'm going to bed. Good luck at the dinner party" he mumbled lowly, basically saying he wasn't going to go with me tomorrow after all. It made my heart break even more and I couldn't help but to continue crying.
I took a hot shower that night, putting good relief on my sore arms and eyes. After that, I changed into one of his big t-shirts and slept on the very edge of the bed, facing away from him. I cuddled into his shirt, missing the way we were together when we were sixteen.
Waking up, I stretched and yawned before pushing my hair out of my face that fell out of my ponytail. I sat up and looked over at the empty spot on the bed next to me. Every morning Koga went to work I would always question if he left for work or left for my own good. The idea made me happy at first, but then I thought about what it would be like to live on my own and without the boyfriend I have been dating for almost three years now.
It honestly made me scared. Never once in my life have I lived by myself, let alone when I needed a guard. I never once thought I needed a bodyguard and finding out that I was targeted by a group of pervs for a reason that I didn't even know made me worried. I honestly was hoping to get a bodyguard that would get along with me and stay by my side, not only for my protection from this group, but for protection from my boyfriend. It would give an excuse as to why he couldn't treat me like this, like a doll. A tear fell with hope that I would have a new friend to protect me from this surreal event before I got up to make myself breakfast.
The day went by at the normal rate and before I knew it, I had an hour and a half to get ready and be there. Cursing under my breath at the TV for distracting me, I went into my bedroom to get ready. I knew this was going to be a big party and it was very formal so I decided to put a whole face of makeup on to cover the mark on my cheek, including black winged eyeliner to show off my chocolate brown eyes with fake eyelashes and red lipstick to show off my white teeth.
I french braided a strand of my hair on both sides and made them meet in the middle of the back of my head before tying them together. I then got out my wand and curled all of my hair including the strand in the middle of my head that got tied together. To top it off, I added eight gemstone flowers into the braids to make my hair just glow up. I smiled at how good I looked in the mirror, like the most beautiful I could get for the rest of my life. I walked over and opened up my closet to reveal most of my casual clothes and a few formal dresses in the back that I didn't wear that often.
I hummed for a while, scanning them over and fighting the urge to bite my bottom lip without getting red lipstick all over my teeth. After a moment, I decided on one that seemed perfect for the dinner party. It was a cream colored dress that came to my mid thigh. The bottom part frilled out a little but not too much for me to look like a fairy or something. The sleeves covered just below my elbow and were a tinted clear lace that had black flowers sewn into it. A black lace belt looking thing went around my waist, making me look thinner than I actually was and the black flowers covered my chest and trailed down below the belt, fading off to leave the skirt the same plain but elegant looking cream color with the same black tinted clear lace covering it with no flowers.
I decided on cream open toed five inch heels that had a strip of sparkly cream cloth down my foot that attached to the strap around my ankle and where my toes revealed to be painted black. Looking in the mirror at myself, I smiled in confidence at how good I looked before it faltered to see a bruise around my wrist from where Koga grabbed me. The party started in twenty minutes and was a few blocks down the road. I didn't have time to cover it with foundation. So I decided to leave before I was either late or Koga got home to see me looking like this and forced himself upon me like he usually did when I got ready for special events. Even if I wasn't in the mood, he did it anyways and would tell me it was out of love when I knew for a fact that was not 'love'. That was just him being an asshole and treating me like a slave that he could do whatever he wanted with. Apparently that's what a relationship is and that just made me pissed off.
I grabbed my small black pouch and walked out of the apartment. I quickly decided to walk the few blocks thinking I needed the exercise. As soon as the wind of the fall night met my skin, I immediately shivered and wanted to drive or get a coat or something. Knowing Koga was going to be home any minute made me continue walking, not wanting to take the risk. Pushing onward I walked down the sidewalk, my heels clicking with every strut.
With every step towards the party, I became scared of being by myself on a dark road with no one else around. I wasn't used to being by myself and as much as I wanted to seem independent, I was very dependent. I wanted someone to be beside me at all times to reassure me for tough times or when I was sad, or scared, or angry. Or when something went wrong with Koga. That's why when I got the call of being told I was one of the targets that needed a bodyguard, I got the small feeling of hope. Hope that I would be safe, hope that I wouldn't be kidnapped or raped by someone besides Koga, hope that everything would be okay for Koga and I.
A deep chuckle stopped my thoughts and my steps as I turned towards a dark alley from where the laugh came from. "You're the girl, aren't you? Uh...Kagome, right? One of the targets that need a bodyguard. Oh, but too bad you don't get one until tomorrow." A man's voice said and he stepped out of the alley for my eyes to adjust in the darkness to see him better. His hair was dirty blonde and in a mess, laying over his forehead that hid his dark leering eyes and scary smirk. Alley cat, I instantly thought. Even though he was in human form, I could tell he was a demon himself.
My body tensed and I could feel my stomach drop. Fear rose beyond the limit, making my mind scrambled and not think of what to do. All I could do was gulp and widen my eyes in freight. His smirk spread into a smile revealing his teeth that weren't so perfect. I guess I gave away my identity from reacting like that. At that moment I wished my asshole boyfriend was there to tear this guys head off, but he wasn't. All because of that damn fight. Dammit Kagome, why did you lie? I turned and was about to walk away without another word thinking the result would be different from last night. But it wasn't.
Alley cat's rough hands jerked my wrist back so I spun around towards him. The tears sprang into my eyes as my anxiety rose and panic filled me. My mind went blank and I started to struggle as his grip tightened and he pulled me closer to his body. I opened my mouth to shout until his other hand came up to put something hard and cold against my throat. I instantly knew it was a knife and tears started to fall with no control as my face scrunched up in fear. His face was mere inches away from mine and his breath reeked with a smell that was terrible as he smiled at my helplessness.
Without even thinking, I raised my leg to knee him in the groin and watched him suck in air of surprise. His hand instantly released me and the knife fell away from my throat. Taking the advantage, I ran out of the alley that he dragged me into and was about to run back to my house. That is until I felt his fingers claw through my hair and yank it back, my scalp burning in pain. A scream erupted from my throat as he pulled me back against his chest roughly.
"You bitch, you're going to pay for that!" he shouted and gripped my shoulders hard to turn me towards him. His hand came down to smack me on the same spot as Koga did yesterday except much harder to the point I stumbled back and nearly fell. A loud sob erupted from deep in my chest and my hand came up to my cheek. I was so panicked and scared that I tripped on my footing and was about to fall backwards.
Until I fell back into something hard but comfortable that caught me and wrapped around my shoulders to pull me back. Still having tears stream down my face, I looked up to see someone standing beside me with their arm wrapped around my shoulders, putting me slightly behind them in a protective way.
"I did not just see you fucking hit her, did I?" The man holding me growled and I even felt scared from the growl that came from him. Alley cat had a glare settled on me I'm guessing from me kneeing him there and having a guy interfere. I shivered and I guess the guy holding me felt it because his hand squeezed my shoulder. Alley cat looked at the man with annoyance written all over his face.
"What does it matter to you? She's the slut who got herself into this so how about you turn around and walk away asshole." Alley cat grumbled in a snapping way. I couldn't necessarily see the man's face but I knew he had a strong glare that intimidated Alley cat. His hands grip tightened on my shoulder causing me to wince slightly and to my surprise, his hand instantly released. From my experience, I could tell this man wanted to punch something and was raged for some reason.
"Me being the asshole? From what I saw, I would say you're not the asshole, but a major dick who is about to get his ass beat for not only calling her a slut, but for putting your hands on her in a forceful way. If you wan't to hit someone, hit me you fucker! If not, I suggest you walk the fuck away before I change my mind and end up in jail for seven years for beating you to fucking death, asshole!" The man snapped out with his body shaking of rage that I've never seen Koga have every time he was mad. Probably because he never held in his anger and just let it out.
The last thing I wanted was a fight and shakily, my hand came up onto his bicep as gentle as I could, scared he would turn around and join in with Alley cat on hitting me. As soon as my hand came into contact, his head whipped around in a snap and his bicep tensed. I whimpered and took my hand off of his arm, making his grip on my shoulder immediately relax in a gentle hold.
"P-p-please, sir. I don't want anyone to fight. I-I just want to get out of here and get to my destination before I'm late." An unrecognizable shaky voice came from me, not only surprising the man but me as well. Since when has my voice sounded like that when I was afraid?
His head looked back over at Alley cat in front of us, taking a deep breath through his nose in attempt to calm down before he bowed his head and his hand stopped shaking from anger and released me. The warmth immediately left my body, making me shiver when I realized the fall weather coming so soon. His head turned to look back down at me before his eyes raised at Alley cat again. I couldn't tell in the dark his facial features, but I was guessing there was a glare.
"I swear to fucking God, if I find you ever again and she's not around, I will beat your ass. That's not a threat, but a promise. You're lucky that I'm a gentleman and I respect her, for if she wasn't here, you would be in a pile of your own fucking blood." The man mumbled to Alley cat, becoming dangerously low but stayed calm for my sake. I instantly knew that this man wouldn't do anything to me, ever. He was actually being nice and respecting me. The thought made me smile through the tears that still fell from the fear that still ran through me. But why did he say that like he would see me again?
"if I ever find you again and she's not around, I will beat your ass."
Before I even understood what was happening from being deep in thought, a blanket of warmth wrapped around my body and when I inhaled, it smelled like..fresh cologne and some scent of a person. My eyes blinked back into focus to see him draping his dress coat over my shoulders, my hands naturally reacting by grabbing the collar and pulling it tighter around me, warmth shooting through me in a welcoming comfort.
"Huh?" I looked up with a questioning look in wonder to what he was doing when his arm wrapped around my shoulders again to lead me out of the alley, gently pushing me along the way. From what I could tell, his eyes didn't even glance down at me before he spoke up.
"I noticed you shivering from the cold this time, not from fear." He explained with no questions asked, his tone gentle but sturdy. A tone that Koga never used right after he was angry. Koga never wrapped his arm around me after a fight either, or offered me his coat, ever. Suddenly feeling sad from that, I frowned with a crease in my forehead while looking back down at the ground.
I continued walking in silence with a tight grip on his jacket while his hand rested by his side now, not having to push me along anymore. My heels stopped clicking once we came to the place where I was supposed to be. Realizing I never told him where I was heading to, I looked back up at him now in the light illuminating off the building. Not before noticing what he looked like, I took it as my chance to steal a peek.
I couldn't help but to stare when I noticed the man wasn't a sir, he was young looking like me, maybe nineteen or twenty at the most. Without his coat on, he wore a white dress shirt and black tie and I couldn't help but to think he looked handsome when I could tell how fit his body was under the dress shirt. I could tell he was more capable of having demon strength and demon blood in him, his body was just beyond fit for a humans. The man lurked over me by a good five inches, making me guess he was about six feet or six foot two at the had long white hair that covered down his back, shining in the light behind him and bangs covering his forehead, the tips reaching near his long eyelashes. Even though he wasn't old, his white hair suited him and before I noticed it, I looked up to meet a pair of realistic white dog ears that twitched towards me, illuminating in the light and creating a dark shadow over them onto the top of his head. I expected the typical brown eyes with white hair but sucked in a breath when I was met with a pair of warm, honey gold amber eyes that shined from the light, making them look like pure gold and could tell that Alley cat was intimidated by the cold stare that those eyes could create. Imagining the glare that those eyes held in my head made me almost shiver just from the image. His cheekbones were tinged pink from the cold and I could tell he was trying to not act cold.
Realizing I was staring, I felt my cheeks tinge even more red than they already were from the seasons temperature drop. I lowered my eyes to the floor in bashfulness and could practically feel his eyes on me. Probably wondering why I was staring at him like he was a God. My eyes widened when I heard a deep chuckle come from him and looked back up to be even more surprised. His face wore a genuinely happy smile showing off his pearly white teeth and his eyes had a look of a welcoming adoration; they were rested and almost half way closed, his golden eyes poking through his dark eyelashes looking down at me. I couldn't help the ghost of a smile that showed on my face before it quickly fell, realizing that he led me to the dinner party without even asking me.
"H-how did you know I w-was coming here?" I continued to stutter which surprised me to know I was still shaken up. I noticed his eyes narrow in anger, obviously from picking up on my fear before he clamped his jaw tight and almost seemed to turn away, his jawline revealing to make me instantly think how much more attractive he was. He looked back over to me and gave me a small smile before walking up the stairs where surprisingly, for a huge place that almost looked like a courthouse, there was only about thirty people. I instantly followed behind, not sure what else to do as a short, chubby older man walked up to him, giving both of us a warm smile.
I instantly recognized him as Mr. Claufield, the leader of the association that handled this organization of choosing certain people at a young age to become bodyguards for the future and along the way, tracking down this group to research who they're tracking down and pairing us up along the way. He may not have looked like it, but he was a full blooded demon; of what kind, I wasn't sure about.
It is usually paired up with people by the same gender since the association didn't want a bodyguard and victim becoming romantic interests. They usually pair the two up by choosing the complete opposites, just to decrease the chance of romance falling in between the bodyguard and victim. But once in a blue moon, there will be opposite sex's paired up and unfortunately to the association, they can't do anything about it.
If a bodyguard and victim do become romantic interests, the association simply will take away the rights of that bodyguard protecting that victim and they will lose their job while the victim will be assigned a new bodyguard. Fortunately though, every once in awhile if the bodyguard does an excellent job of keeping the victim safe, the association will be kind enough to ignore the fact and continue on with tracking the enemies group down to see what's going on. So far, only two pairs have been opposite genders and both pairs ended up having romantic interests, but only one pair was allowed to stay together due to an increase of danger for the victim. And that one pair was my parents actually.
For the past thirty seven years, they have been the only ones and to be identified as 'their daughter' instead of being an individual by the name of 'Kagome', it was quite annoying. Mr. Claufield gave the man who saved me a warm smile and then his eyes adverted to me, giving me the same one. I smiled back in full respect, glad that he noticed me and didn't think I was weird. "Ah, Mr. Inuyasha Takahashi, my boy. How's it been?" He asked and I instantly took note of his name; Inuyasha.
Here you guys go! The first chapter of 'Her Bodyguard' aka the first book I have written besides 'Someone Save Me From My Past!' I hope you guys enjoyed it! I changed it up a bit, making it first person PoV in Kagome's way. What do you guys think? Please review and I'll update as soon as I get close to 10 reviews! Thank you guys for the support! Until next time, love ya!