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"You're stupid if you think we'd ever need your help," Sango sneered, bumping his elbow so that the water in his cup sloshed out and down his already soaked shirt.

"Inuyasha?"

"Yes, Kagome?" Inuyasha looked down into her big brown eyes.

"Why are you still on top of me?" she giggled.

"I'm not getting up until you agree to go on another date with me," he said, much to everyone's surprise, including his own. He fought down the embarrassment of his current situation, focusing his mind on her beautiful face instead of his position on top of her.

"Okay," she grinned. He stood, pulling her with him, and gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

"Come on, Romeo," he said as he pulled Miroku by the collar of his shirt.

"Who's Romeo?" he asked.

"You've never heard of Romeo and Juliet?" Inuyasha asked in amazement, all while pulling him into the hallway. "Good night ladies. Don't hesitate to call if you want a rematch."

Kagome looked at the empty doorway, already missing Inuyasha's presence, and then at Sango, who was leaning on the counter with a quizzical look on her face.

"Who's Romeo and Juliet?" she asked.

Kagome shrugged and scampered over to her computer to look it up. After reading a few articles, she turned to Sango.

"It's an American love story, well, a tragedy. It's a play by William Shakespeare," Kagome said.

"So, Inuyasha's a book worm, huh?" Sango said, licking the ice cream off the spoon she was dipping into the carton.

"I guess so," Kagome smiled sheepishly. How perfect!

"Whoa baby!" Kagome slipped by the booth again, blushing at the catcalls that were directed at her. Sango brushed by her and stopped at the table.

"Here's your food," she said as she dropped the tray none-too-gently on the table and turned around. A hand on her behind stopped her in her tracks. In less time than a blink, she had the wrist of the offending hand twisted into an awkward position. "Do that again and you'll have to sip your fried chicken through a crazy straw," she growled to the wincing guy.

"Just send your friend back over here and we'll leave you alone," another said. Sango looked at him with disgust.

"She's not someone who you can just summon to your side whenever you please."

"I'm sorry for my friends behavior, but I'd honestly just like to talk to her. No games. I promise," he held his hand to his heart. Sango gave him the once over. He had sapphire blue eyes and long, brown hair that was pulled into a ponytail at the back of his head. He was wearing a track suit, one with the logos from the school that Miroku and Inuyasha were currently attending.

"I'll tell her, but don't guarantee that she'll come over here." She turned around and muttered, "You're not good enough for her any way." She felt eyes on the back of her head and turned around to glare at him. So he heard me, she thought. Good.

She walked over to where Kagome was hiding behind the register. "I hate to do this to you, but one of those guys wants to talk to you."

"What? Why me?" she asked.

"I don't know, but I told him that you probably wouldn't."

"They probably won't leave until I go over there. I'll be right back," Kagome sighed as she started for the table. She stopped, hands on hips, and glared down at them. "Can I help you?"

"Why yes, my beautiful lady," the one with the ponytail said, making a grab for her hand and kissing it gently. Kagome felt a hot heat rise in her cheeks. Had this guy not been such a sleaze, he would have actually been charming. "I was wondering if I could have your phone number."

"I just don't give away my number to complete strangers," she glowered.

"How much do you want for it?" he chuckled. "Oh, and my name's Kouga. I'm a wolf demon and the leader of this pack of animals," he motioned to the other guys at the table, who all began to howl.

"It's not for sale. So please finish your dinners and leave." Kagome moved to walk away, but found a hand on her wrist, stopping her escape.

Sango, the moment Kagome stepped away, whipped open her cell phone and sent a text message to Miroku's and Inuyasha's cell phones.

Truble. Need U!

As Kagome tried to move from the table, she was pulled back against it, hard, by her wrist.

"I don't think I'm being very clear," Kouga said, tightening his grip. His friends stopped their bantering to watch the exchange. "I asked for your number, Miss, and I expect to have it."

"We don't always get what we want," Kagome said through gritted teeth, trying desperately to rip her arm from his grasp.

"Oh, but I do," he leered. Kouga stepped forward, bringing Kagome with him, toward the door. "I just want to talk to you in private," he tried to convince her.

"I don't want to talk to you. Nothing you could possibly say would make me want to," she said, pulling against him. They were almost at the door when Inuyasha busted in, half dressed.

Shirtless, his Adidas track pants were hanging low on his hips, and his hair was a strewn. He had a look of concern and mild panic. Miroku slid through the door behind him, panting.

"We were at the gym. What's wrong?" Inuyasha asked before he glanced around, his eyes landing on Kouga's hand. "What are you doing?" he asked him.

"I was just about to have a chat with this lovely, young lady. So, if you'll excuse us," Kouga said, trying to push past him.

"Get your damn hands off her!" Inuyasha shouted, causing everyone in the diner to look up and stare.

"There's no need to raise your voice," Kouga growled.

"There is a need to rip your throat out, though," Inuyasha bit out. "Let go of her now."

"What claim can you make to her?" Kouga mocked, looking back at his buddies who were watching with mild amusement.

"She's not just someone you can claim," Sango shouted from behind Miroku.

"I'm his girlfriend," Kagome said, finally wrenching her wrist from his grasp. She walked until she was safely behind Inuyasha and wrapped her arms around his bare mid-section.

"You're his what? That's not possible. He's not good enough for you!" Kouga ranted, throwing up his hands for emphasis.

Kagome had had enough. Before Inuyasha could even ball his fist, Kagome had stepped in front of him, her arm back. She swung her fist forward and it collided with Kouga's right cheek, knocking him to the floor. Kagome looked down at him and laughed.

"Get out of here," Sango hollered, trying to stifle her laughing.

As Kouga and his gang bumbled out of the diner, Inuyasha turned Kagome around to face him.

"My girlfriend, huh?"

"Uh, I mean, yeah, if that's okay with you," she blushed.

"You're not going to punch me if I try to kiss you are you?" he teased.

"I might just!" she threatened.

"Fine, then I won't risk it," he said as he started to walk to his usual booth. Her jaw dropped and when he looked over his shoulder at her, he couldn't help but laugh. "Calm down," he said, walking back to her. "I was just joking." He kissed her, full on the mouth, loving every second of contact he had with her skin. She giggled into his lips and then looked down at his naked stomach. Her breath caught when she saw his creamy skin taut over his firm muscles. She ran her fingers over his washboard abs and stopped at the top of his gym pants.

"You didn't even bother to get dressed to come see me?" she fake-pouted. "Don't I mean enough to you for you to take the time to put some clothes on?"

He pulled her forehead to his and looked her straight in the eyes, making sure he had her full attention, before answering. "Baby, I'd much rather be spending my time with you naked than any other way."

For the second time that night, her jaw dropped.

"Anyways," Sango said loudly, obviously overhearing the last comment and deciding that there was no room for such conversation in such a public place. She started toward the two, but stopped and turned toward Miroku. "Hands!" she said and he held them straight up, like a prisoner at gunpoint, and followed her to the booth.

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