Title: Sweet, Sweet Accidents
Fandoms: Ouran High School Host Club x Inuyasha
Rating: T
Genre: Humor/Romance
Pairing: Honey x Kagome
Summary: Kagome thought it would be another day at work, but fate had other plans for her…
Leah: This was so amusing to write :3 I hope you enjoy it
Disclaimer: I don't own OHSHC or Inuyasha
Sweet, Sweet Accidents
The wind untangled her mass of raven blue hair, and made her shiver lightly in the late fall. Her cheeks were flushed from the sting of the air, and her small, dainty hands clutched her jacket closer.
"Just my luck." She muttered under her breath. "The one day I decline Mama's offer of driving and its freezing." Yes, Kagome Higurashi absolutely loathed the cold. She rather be at home snuggling with Buyo underneath a wool blanket. But no, she was out and walking to her job.
Kagome turned a corner, and the smell of pastries wafted over to encase her senses. She couldn't help her expression of pure bliss at the heavenly scent. Her pace quickened just slightly.
Finally inside the warm, inviting bakery, Kagome took off her coat and strolled to the back to where the employee's changing room was. Quickly she tied on a frilly apron and pulled her long wavy hair back into a messy bun.
"Hey Kagome," greeted a voice behind her, and she turned her head to see a girl with straight dirty blonde hair that went little past her ears with jade eyes. She was short and had a button nose, and was also wearing an apron.
"Oh, hello Mae-Chan." Kagome replied back, a grin spread over her face. The two girls have grown close after all the cooking they've done together. They both wanted to find careers as chefs, and took it upon themselves to get as much practice as possible. They even discussed having their own place together, after they've graduated high school. They were both in their last year, and were pumped to be free; although Kagome was going to miss home.
"Did you walk here? You look frozen." Mae exaggerated. Kagome rolled her sapphire eyes, a smirk on her lips.
"Ha ha, so funny. I thought I should today, not cause Mama any more trouble." She explained, placing her belongings into her locker and then shutting it.
"Right." Mae agreed, doing the same. Together they went to the front counter, where they've been assigned to go for the day.
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"That will be 400 ¥." Kagome informed, packing up the slice of melon cake. They handed her the amount, and she gave them the white box with a smile. They thanked her and left.
Kagome slumped down, her head resting on the marble counter. She sighed quietly. Business was going slow today, and she was dearly bored. She pouted, wishing she'd brought some manga or something.
The door jingled, signaling that someone came in. Kagome glanced up just as Mae announced,
"I got this one." Kagome shrugged, and then went back to sulking.
Kagome could hear their quiet voices, when suddenly she caught onto another smaller, younger voice.
"Okaa-San, I want this one." It demanded. Kagome gazed down to see a toddler, a boy with brown curly hair and gray eyes. She frowned, hoping the mother would acknowledge her son before something drastic happened.
"Mommy, I wanna have chocolate cake!"
"Mama!"
"MAMA!" The boy yelled, finally causing a scene. He started a temper tantrum, tears whelming in his eyes as he thrashed on the floor. The mother quickly hurried to comfort her son; however he only seemed to get louder. The kid's wails pierced Kagome's ears and she grimaced. Mae scrambled to help the screeching little kid, in the process tipping over the glass of water she was drinking before.
"Shimatta!" She cursed, going to the supply closet to get a rag and a caution sign.
Kagome herself started to go over to help make the boy feel better when the door opened again and in came a delivery man.
"Excuse me; is there someone who can sign this? I've got five boxes of sugar waiting in the truck and I need permission to drop them off here."
"Oh, yes." Kagome spoke up, avoiding the sobbing child on the ground and hurrying over to write her name on the document. After she was done he called for a couple of guys and they brought in the heavy boxes and set them near the front door.
They left when the door chimed again. In came a forty-year old man with a pot belly.
"Gomen sir, I'll be with you in a minute." Kagome apologized, picking up one of the boxes. She swayed slightly under the weight of the box, and made her way to the back of the store.
Apparently the guy didn't hear her.
"Hello? Is someone gonna help me? I need some assistance!" He barked, and the room only gets louder as the moments drew by.
"Ah— sorry sir! I'm here to help!" Mae cried, forgetting all about the wet puddle on the ground and giving up calming the kid.
"Took you long enough!" The man growled, pissed.
"Excuse me?" Mae asked, offended. No one talked to her like that and then got away with it!
"You heard me."
" Just who do you think you are, bud?" Mae yelled.
And the shouting wars began. When it comes down to it, Mae had the same temper as Kagome, if not worse.
Kagome came back out and saw the chaos, so she started heading towards them to fix it when she heard the fire alarm go off and smoke curl from the kitchen.
Kagome freaked.
"THE COOKIES!" And dashed away to attempt to save the sweets.
Five minutes later came out a coal-blacken Kagome, who was sighing in relief.
"Saved them." She breathed out, and then she remembered the craziness that was in the front room. She was just about to go and cheer up the boy once more when the bell above the door rang again.
"Takashi, what kinda cake should I eat today?"
"I don't know, what do you want to eat?" questioned another deep, mono tone voice.
"Hmmm, something with strawberries!" The one from before exclaimed happily— that is, until realizing how disastrous the bakery appeared right then.
Kagome wanted to cry out in frustration. She glanced up to see a huge male, with big hands and a tall, lengthy body. He had short, spiky black hair and dark mysterious eyes. The other was short with a golden blonde head and adorable coffee brown orbs. She had to admit they were both very attractive.
"Hold on a min-" Kagome was going to tell them, both whom looked shocked to see the shop in such disarray. However, she skidded on the water that Mae had forgotten to mop, and she was flung forward. She let out an unladylike squawk.
And then everything was in slow motion.
Kagome found herself falling towards the child-like teen; she could tell by his aura that he was actually the same age as her. She watched as he reached up to catch her, and then she collided into him. Their bodies pressed together, the force was too strong to control, and Kagome ended up twisting backwards to cushion the fall (it was her fault, she should get the bruise) with him landing on her chest. But that wasn't what made Kagome gasp in utter shock.
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Honey was swimming in blue, blue, blue. Sapphires, the sky, the ocean. So many shades he compared in that moment, however they all paled in contrast to the loveliness of the girl on top of him, and her eyes. He felt like he could get lost in them forever and be satisfied, and not satisfied, by it.
Her lips stung on his. Fire, electricity, stunned his body from moving.
He felt how soft, silky, smooth her mouth was. Her lips moved in a gasp, which was the wrong action considering his lips were mashed onto hers right then. Honey's mouth accidentally delved in more, and he sampled her breath. She tasted like vanilla. And like all sugaring things— he liked it.
He didn't understand, and at the same time he did. He'd heard of love, lust. However he was never subjected to it; never experienced it. That is… until now.
Hesitantly, Honey raised himself up to stare into the stranger's face.
And immediately fell in love with the cute blush staining her cheeks.
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Take a puppy, and place it in a basket full of feathers. Now add in a kitten snuggling up to the said dog. Adorable. And just to make things more interesting, how 'bout imagining a monarch butterfly perched on the Golden Retriever's nose. Amplify that cuteness by one million and you come out with him.
Kagome felt like she was being pulled in two directions. One telling her to completely scar the kawaii boy on top of her by responding to the accidental kiss, while the other was screaming at her that she'd been around Miroku for too long, and that she was a total hentai- a pedophile!
But wait… Kagome argued in her mind. I can tell that he's 17, the same age as me… Kagome, stop it! YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW HIM!
It didn't even matter what she thought, because she was pinned by his legs twinning with hers.
The kiss…was unlike any Kagome ever had. There was no danger, no desperation, and no sorrow urging their lips to move. It, to say the least, was breath-taking. She could taste something delicious on his mouth, and it was almost intoxicating. At that point she could say she was in euphoria. His lips felt like satin, warm and pressing on her. She realized right than she curious. She wanted to know his name, this mysterious stranger above her.
And then the lip-locking ceased. Kagome stared up into his eyes, embarrassed and amazed. She studied his warm, cinnamon-browns, and knew he was shocked as well. And Kagome could feel herself falling for the second time that day— however no one was there to catch her this time around.
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Takashi was so surprised that his eyes widened, losing their usual bored, out-of-focus glaze. Mitsukuni was never one to be caught off guard, but Mori guessed that the idea of cake kept him distracted enough to forget about his training. Or maybe it was the fact that he wasn't ready for the weight of the young woman once he caught her. However, that's not the only reason the static upperclassmen was shocked. Honey didn't move as fast as he was supposed to. He should have bolted at the contact of their lips, but he stayed there for more than five seconds. Actually, Mori counted at least ten.
Ever since Mori could remember, Mitsukuni wasn't interested in the slightest about girls, albeit Haruhi. He never appealed to romance, always being the one who was 'innocently' attractive. Way too cute to even consider on a physical level, besides a hug or a kiss on the cheek. But right now, Honey wasn't displaying his usual self.
And then he smirked lightly. It seemed his cousin was finally getting a taste of hormones. Takashi always wondered how the boy-appearing teen managed to escape that stage of puberty.
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"You fat teme!" Mae barked, her green eyes flaring heatedly. So badly, she wished she was allowed to slug the guy across his greasy, deformed face. But she knew that Kagome would probably bite at her for it. Only Kami knew how terrifying the miko could get when you're on her wrong side.
"You show respect, before I get you fired!" The man spit into her face. She growled low in her throat.
Fudge Kagome and her temper! I'm gonna murder this dude!
Gritting her teeth, Mae let out a dark chuckle.
"You're gonna regret threatening my position, mister." She warned in a deadly tone. The man visibly paled. For someone so short, she was scary. A black aura seemed to blanket her, and her eyes had gone to a deep -almost black- green. Frightened, the man scowled in defeat and started trudging away.
"I'm never purchasing anything here again." He grumbled, storming out of the shop.
"Good!" Mae called after him. "You needed to be on a diet anyways!"
That was when Mae noticed her best friend's predicament. Her jaw opened with a popping sound, once again jade eyes huge.
And then she started laughing hysterically, hitting the floor with a thump.
"Kagome, you perv!" She yipped out in happiness. "I had a suspicion that you were a closet icchi, and I was right!"
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It just wasn't fair! Why did mommy always ignore him? The little boy writhed on the cool tile, attempting to get away from his mother's gripping hands. He wanted cake! He wanted it now! Why was everyone not paying attention to him? How come people are yelling? Why did it smell yucky, like something was burning?
It only made his sobs escalate in power and noise.
Snot dripped down his nose, and drool made its way to stick to his chin. Distantly he felt himself wet his big boy pull-ups. He didn't like the sensation, not at all. He was a big boy! Why was he crying? Why couldn't he stop? His head started pounding, and the poor little toddler moaned in misery.
The mom didn't know what to do. He was her first child, and she wasn't that experienced with kids. This was a first for her- and the terrible twos have arrived. She was on the verge of tears as well. Just witnessing her son in such a pitying state left her guilty and sad. She whimpered quietly, trying to reach out and grasp him into an embrace. He rejected it by lurching away on all fours.
Quickly she turned to glare at the cashier and older man as they screamed at each other. Didn't they realize how much they were upsetting her son? She turned her attention back to the upset two-year old.
"Aska, it's okay. Calm down baby!" she cooed gently, inching forward. He just backed up.
Suddenly Aska's cries halted, and his Okaa-San sighed in relief. Thank Kami it was over…
"Mama, why are their lips touching?" He asked, oblivious.
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That was when Kagome noticed her surroundings: Mae on the floor, bursting out her gut. The little boy staring in curiosity. The mother glaring and the old grouch from before gone.
"G-Gomen asai." Kagome stuttered, flushed. She squirmed underneath Honey's small body. Mitsukuni, finally getting that she wanted to be let up, moved off her and stood.
"No, it was my fault." He said, tears forming in the corners of his big, brownie colored orbs. Kagome's blush deepened to cherry. Quickly she protested,
"Nuh-uh. Seriously, if I had watched where I was going then I wouldn't have slipped and fallen on you."
Honey smiled cheerfully.
"It's okay, then. I'm Honey, what's your name?" he questioned brightly.
Kagome blinked in confusion. His aura had gotten oddly brighter- a flaming pink. She felt her face go dark to a fire truck red. Pink only meant one thing…
"Uh—Kagome."
"It's nice to meet you, 'Gome-Chan. Wanna come and have cake with Takashi and me back at my school?"
Kagome didn't understand what she was getting herself into when she agreed.
