Friday Afternoon
"Hey… What do you think of this?"
The girl showed off her dark denim jean jacket as she spun around to flaunt the twirl of her olive green cami dress. She grinned so big as she returned eye contact with the boy; proceeding to finishing off the look by pointing at her white sneakers with two black lines on one side, three or four colorful anklets resting above it.
"Gomes… Come on, you can do better than that." The boy got up from his seat on her bed and walked towards her closet in a hurried pace. Kagome was confused, and honestly, quite offended by her friend's comment, "What do you mean by that?!"
Inuyasha stopped his ruffling through her hanging clothes, "Oh relax, Gomes!" He took a short breath and narrowed his brows, "We both know you're the most beautiful woman on this planet and anyone would be lucky enough to go out with you," his voice kept a monotone, also as if this is something he had rehearsed.
Kagome smiled and nodded in agreement as she squealed, "YOU READ MY TEXT ABOUT WHAT I WANTED YOU TO SAY IN FRONT OF HOJO-KUN!" she leaped onto Inuyasha, "THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!" Her soft pink lipstick made a mark on the boy's face as she pecked at it repeatedly, "Best wingman ever."
As the girl slipped off of the boy's body, he chuckled, unaware of the lipstick stains on his face. "Listen, Gomes. If I'm gonna be your wingman, I'M going to be the one dressing you from now on." A mischievous smirk grew on his face which made Kagome take a step back from him. "Hold it," she folded her arms. "What do you mean the one 'dressing me'?"
Inuyasha turned his back once more and shuffled through her - what seemed to be - hundreds of clothes. "Shut up," he spat. "You know what I mean."
He examined all the colors her wardrobe had consisted of: blue, red, pink, black, green, a combination of warm colors, a combination of dark colors, yet something still seemed to be missing. He scanned through her shirts, pants, skirts, dresses; occasionally pulling out some of it and bringing it up to her chest to get an idea of how it'd look.
Kagome held her breath as Inuyasha went through several outfits - black shirt with white-washed jeans and all black sneakers, soft pink sundress with a beige cardigan and tan sandals, gray shirt with a yellow collar and green sleeves with ripped dark jeans and gray sneakers - until he finally spoke. "Okay, none of this is working."
"Wh-whaddya mean it's not working?!" She jumped up in frustration and ran up close to the boy, hands up to his throat, ready to choke him. "RELAX" Inuyasha exclaimed, lowering her threatening hands, "You have about two hours before your date with Hojo." His eyes examined his mission, "I got this." The girl rushed over to hug him until, "THIS handsome devil got this."
"Stop it," she huffed, barely keeping in her laughter. "Sorry," he weakly apologized. "What are you planning to do anyw-" He reached for her lips, placing his index finger gently on it, "Shhhhh. Daddy got this."
"DUDE" she shoved his hand, bursting into laughter. "Just do your makeup, daddy-" "Stop it" Inuyasha flicked up a brow and cleared his throat, "DADDY GOT THIS," sarcastically saluting the girl goodbye.
As Inuyasha made his way down the stairs - back straight, shoulders even, head up high - a little obstacle appeared in his lane.
"Inuyasha!" Sota, Kagome's kid brother, shouted as he munched on a bowl of cereal. "Where are you going without, neechan? Are you leaving? Are you buying food? Are you picking something up?" The little boy was overthrown with joy, he admired Inuyasha so much, giving him the inability to wipe away his giant smirk.
"Sota, I have a secret for you," he knelt down to the boy's level, "I'm going to the mall to make sure your neechan looks as beautiful as she is for a date with one of her friends." Before Inuyasha could continue, Sota grabbed hold of his arm, "But why?! I thought you liked neech-" Inuyasha rushed to cover the boy's mouth, nearly spilling his cereal, "Just don't tell her! Please. This is man-to-man."
And just like that, Sota nodded his head in agreement, understanding what Inuyasha had meant to say.
Inuyasha was on a freaking roll.
He hopped from store to store: little ones, big ones, big brand, small brand, and - of course - Kagome's favorites. He swooped his way through each and every store, already aware of which type of clothing to get from where. His heart pounded at the very thought of Kagome walking around in an outfit he had chosen.
He imagined his friend flaunt a casual look - tan cardigan, white crew neck shirt, moon necklace, white-washed mom jeans, tan flats with ankle wrap, all black handbag, hair up in a messy bun - and pop out with a more stylish look - all back short-sleeved jumper, red pointed-toe heels, gold heart necklace, gold and silver bangles, red long strapped bag - and his heart fluttered at every single image.
Whilst passing by a mirror, Inuyasha's eyes widened at the site of five, maybe seven or eight, shopping bags that were held captive by his hands. As he raised his head in the reflection, he noticed the smug look on his face; disgusted by his expression, he shook his head and shot out of the shopping area. Despite being taken by his own huge grin, he knew that he couldn't shake off what he was feeling.
"Oh, Honey, I'm-" Kagome jumped up with her face half- and only a bit decently done, "-h-home…" The girl suddenly sunk in her chair and pouted, "Man… I know that look… I must look ridiculous."
Inuyasha dropped all seven, or eight, of his bags and held his stomach, attempting to hold in his laughter, "Wh-what…? N-no…." He bursted into tears, but she held herself to his collar, "HELP. ME. PLEASE. I DO NOT KNOW WHAT I'M DOING."
Her face was half contoured, and it wasn't even the correct skin tone. Her eyeliner was a bit wobbly and mascara had a few clumps. He could tell that she had never necessarily completed a full face of makeup because she was looking a lot like Two-face, just not with blood and decayed skin.
"Gomes…" He placed a hand on her shoulder, slowly moving it to her uncovered cheek. "Daddy got this." Kagome chuckled as she rested her head on his chest and wrapped her arms around him; Inuyasha hesitant to reciprocate the action. But as he looked at the girl beneath him and took in her scent and presence, he remembered what his mission was - to bring out and captivate her absolute beauty.
"Alright, Gomes, we're gonna need a lot of makeup wipes."
Kagome's chocolate brown eyes illuminated with a soft brown eyeshadow and slightly glittered layer. Her eyes popped with a little addition of eyeliner and the inner corners stood out with a white color as her lashes fluttered with the perfect amount of mascara. Her brows were perfectly and naturally trimmed and groomed. The look was tied together with a simple natural lip color.
"Inu...yasha….How did you…?" The boy exploded, "NO TIME FOR THAT" He rushed over to the eight - nine? - shopping bags he had neglected onto the floor and quickly shuffled through the clothing within them.
It took him an impressive couple of seconds to put an outfit altogether - especially regarding the amount of clothes he bought for her - and viciously throw it at her, "HEADS UP, GOMES" She threw up her hands to prevent her flawless makeup from being ruined. "Inuyasha…? What is this fo-" "SHHHH. NO TIME FOR THAT." He pulled the girl up and pushed her towards the bathroom, "JUST TRY IT ON."
Inuyasha waited nervously at the foot of the bed, furiously chomping on her fingernails. He thought of all the different reactions Kagome who have: the good, the bad, and the really bad. He shook his leg, fighting off the images of how beautiful she looked in the outfit he had chose. He refused to let himself think that way because he wasn't who she was dressing up for.
But then, there she was-
Her wavy black hair was tied up into a high ponytail. Her body wrapped in an olive green silk jumper and all black platform heels gave her a few inches off the ground. Her neck was hugged by a gold chain necklace, and she carried an all black - with a gold lock - wallet purse.
Before his mind was able to come up with some kind of verbal reaction, Kagome was already right on top of him.
"Inuyasha-" she nuzzled him, "Wingman. Best friend. You are a genius." She pecked him another few times and he didn't budge at all. "WE NEED TO GO SHOPPING TOGETHER" she squeaked.
Inuyasha couldn't do anything but laugh and offer a fake smile, "Heh, yeah. Of course, Gomes." She picked herself back up and brought him with her. "You really are the most beautiful woman on this planet," his eyes narrowing and body losing feeling. "But, uhh… What are you doing?! Get going on your date!"
He shoved her out of her bedroom, past the bathroom, and near the stairs. She fought back at his push and turned to face him, giving him a gentle kiss on the cheek. "Thank you. Seriously," he couldn't help but smile. "Daddy's got it."
As she walked away he couldn't help but feel the need to go after her. He was so indulged in her beauty and just basically in her. But despite his strong desires and a little shove from Sota, he couldn't quite get himself to make that move.