Cat & Mouse
InuYasha/Death Note
Rating: T/M
Summary: BB pissed off his fiancée, Kagome, for the last time. So what would you do if the love of your life was trying to kill you? Back-and-fourth attempted murders that fail, a few peace treaties and mutual grounds, and a few romantic dates- but divorce is not an option.
I do not own InuYasha, Death Note, the characters used, or such.
Cat & Mouse
Chapter 1:
"I'll follow you and make a heaven out of hell, and I'll die by your hand, which I love so well."
-I'll Make a Heaven Out of Hell; Shakespeare
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There are those sweet moments when everything is the calm before the storm, there are those moments when love is sweeter than sugar and honey- it's those moments which kept Kagome at his side; his delusional, compulsive, psychopathic, controlling, murdering, and his loving side.
"RUE RYUZAKI YOU BASTARD!" Was only the outburst of the blushing bride-to-be as she stood on shaky legs and her fists clenched and unclenched in unaltered anger; in its purest form, rage was something you stayed away from, especially when it was coming from the miko who saved the world as she was considering murdering her fiancé, going to hell and bringing him back, and murdering him again.
It wouldn't make much of a difference- in fact he's killed countless others. Even her beloved and expensive china was a victim to her fiancé's brute force and quick temper. And when her scream of anger shook the home, you could find the psychopath clawing his way under the spare bed, hoping to hide from his fiancées wrath.
He had to remind himself why he loved her, which wasn't hard- the only downfall was how bloody stubborn she could be, and her anger, and her ignorance, and her self-righteousness, and how annoying she could be, and not to forget to mention how controlling she could be too- which caused a lot of fights between them because of their dominate personalities.
But other than all that he loved the little fiery minx with all his little deranged heart.
He held his breath as he listened intently, his blood red eyes scanning every which way for her strange number patterns, but he didn't see any. He left out a quiet sigh as he shifted and got comfortable under the bed. He laid his head down on the carpet and closed his eyes, waiting for the storm known as Kagome's rage to calm down before showing his face to her again.
His eyes snapped open when small hands gripped his ankles tightly and dragged him out from under the bed, his blunt nails gripping at the carpet and trying to crawl away. Though failing miserably.
"Nooo!" He wailed as he was dragged out of the spare bedroom by a ticked off miko, and he almost prayed for hell more than his fiancée's anger. "Fuck my life."