Outside the formal shrine the day was cold and colorless. Tree tops swayed insecurely against quick blasts of icy wind, spilling their contents onto pavement.. It was March but unfavorable weather still had a firm grip that it refused to let go.

Kagome watched dismally out the window of her bedroom, curled up in her window seat with a slightly too big hoodie to warm her chilled skin. Her raven locks hung loosely around her shoulders, slightly damp from an earlier shower, as she tapped a pencil against her note book absentmindedly.

Her mind wasn't on her math homework, it was elsewhere. Perhaps chasing the wind beyond what her eyes could see. Her gaze drifted lazily around the area below her, her vision was unfocused while her mind danced about Tokyo, so it took her a moment to realize that someone was standing by the large tree just below her.

This surprised her and she was shaken out of her trance. It was unusual for someone to visit the shrine on weekdays, especially in such poor weather. Even as her thoughts formed, tiny raindrops started to fall from the despairing sky, mini water droplets started to accumulate on the glass. Her brows furrowed in confusion, then lifted in surprise as the blurred figure turned to look right at her. "No way..." She breathed edging closer to the window to ger a better look. "He wouldn't of..." her words trailed off unfinished, because she knew he would have.

Her teeth bit softly into her lower lip as she began to recognize the lean figure and shaggy dark hair. Her ears tuned into the noises floating up from the lower level of her home. The Tv hummed softly, and occasionally she would catch snippets of quiet conversation. No shouts of anger or alarm rang out. No one had noticed the boy standing in the yard, silently being soaked by cold rain.

Her teeth bit harder into the flesh of her lip as she scrambled out of her chair to open the window for the person whom caused her mind to wander. She knew she shouldn't. If a family member happened to catch her she would be in serious trouble - both her Mother, father, and Grand Father had forbidden her to come in contact with this boy. But she couldn't help it - she couldn't just ignore him!

He must have noticed her opening the window because he immediately began to walk forward, and even from the distance she recognized the smooth purposeful steps he took. She turned away from the window to lock the door. When she turned back around he was standing there, messy midnight hair hanging in feral disarray around his face, dripping crystal rain drops onto the carpet. He wasn't breathing very hard, but the sound of it filled the room, making her heart beat painfully against her chest.

Eyes that mirrored the sky outside the still open window rooted her to the spot. He was the embodiment of the weather, she decided somewhat subconsciously, she was scared that if she blinked he would disappear, flash away like the wind and leave her craving something she couldn't name. His hands were shoved into the pockets of his hoodie, a copy of her own. Which also happened to be his.

"Kagome." He greeted, his rough voice hushed. She had to hold her breath to stop herself from making a sound. She loved how he said her name. She got high off the way he spoke each syllable, he made her name sound like so much more. She had thought her name boring until he had nonchalantly hinted that he liked it.

She collected saliva in her mouth and then swallowed hard. "Inuyasha." She greeted back, hoping he couldn't read her thoughts.

"What are you doing here? You know what my family said - -" Her pain laced whisper was cut off by a snarled "Fuck them."

She winced. His language was only a small part of the reason she wasn't allowed near him. If he had just held himself back a little around others...but she knew holding back - anything! Was against his religion. He'd rather die then fake what was on his mind, he never held any words back behind his tongue unless he wanted to. And he rarely wanted to.

She sighed quietly, holding his deep grey gaze. "What do you want?" She resisted the urge to reach out and place her hand over his heart, just to make sure he was really there, towering over her and breathing like he needed more air then the atmosphere could supply.

A faint shadow of a wry smile danced at the corner of his lips, intriguing her. "It's not about what I want right now. What do you want?"

He could tell by her expression she was confused. Her gave her the cocky-bastard smile she was familiar with, but hadn't seen in a long time.

"Your pretty narrow minded, you know?"

Kagome narrowed her eyes at the apparent insult, but her reply was cut short. "You thought you were happy here." He said, amused at the prospect.

"I am happy here." She slid in.

He gave her a sideways look. "Don't lie Kagome." He moves to sit on her bed as he shook his head wildly, like a dog. Little sprays of water shot every which way. She loved how he just let go. How he didn't care. "You were so naive. You've changed a lot. Isn't that why the fake shits down there tried to keep me away from you? They've noticed the change in you too."

Kagome let this sink in.

"Just a minute ago, you were looking out the window with this.. look on your face. You were... Did you ever do that before?"

Kagome thought hard. Had she?

No.

"I...Maybe, I don't know."

"Just say no, Kagome."

"..."

He looked genuinely disappointed in her.

"No." She said louder then she meant to.

"Can you honestly say your content here? Are you satisfied with this?" His arms gestured wildly as his hushed voice cut through her. He was approaching subjects that were raw and untreated.

She had noticed the restlessness in herself. No, she wasn't content here. No, she wasn't satisfied here. Not anymore - perhaps she never had been but had been to blind to notice. But what did that mean? What could she do about it? Why did it matter to him? The disquiet in her soul she barely understood - no, she didn't understand at all, could he help it? Could anything help?

He must have seen her heart in her eyes and he smiled. The first true smile she had ever seen him give. It lit up his face, softened his eyes, and damn him for being so good looking.

He had more control over her then anyone should ever have of another person, she thought as he relaxed, poising himself on her bed like he owned it and tilted his head at her, his long bangs shadowing his eyes so they gleamed seductively at her in the dim light.

"Run away with me."

No sooner had the words left his lips, had her heart nearly stopped, then a knock on her door jolted Inuyasha into a standing position. "Kagome?" He mothers warm voice called questioningly through the wood.

He silently crossed the room and pulled her into an embrace, she was suddenly pinned against his chest, close enough now to feel his body move as he took a breath, her head positioned just right so that she could hear his heart beat musically against her ear. Beyond pleasant, yet bittersweet. In her ear he whispered, "I know you want out. I'll be back later, you can come with me if you want to." Making her shiver against him.

Lips brushed her cheek roughly and then he was gone. She waited a few heartbeats and then moved to let her mother in, her mind once again elsewhere, perhaps chasing the wind or the boy that had just departed through her window.

A/N:

First of all I think I need to say: Hello ladies and gen-tle-men! I'm glad you've graced me with your presence! I'd just like to say that I do not own Inuyasha and Co. Or anything related. They belong to Ms. Rumiko Takahashi so don't sue me! (Oh! Before I forget - yes, Inuyasha is human in this fic. I'll miss the doggy ears and the amber eyes but just making everyone human will work better for this fic.)

Short first chapter, I know. Its only a little over three pages, but the others will be better(I hope...) Longer, more detailed. Better thought out. I usually have issues with beginnings. There is so much I want to get out, I just have to figure out how to sequence everything properly... Thanks for reading! That's pretty hardcore in itself I think. Review if you want to. I'd actually enjoy some criticism.

Later. (Hopefully)

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