Be Mine!
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Disclaimer: If Rumiko Takahashi and I teamed up we would make a kick ass team!
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A/N: To answer Sesshomaru's Mustang's question. He has black hair because I decided to use the human form Inuyasha. When Inuyasha is human, he has black hair. I kind of like him with black hair too. He's hotter that way. Hehe.
Thank you guys for all your support! It has been SO difficult for me to update as you can see! But I finally have the time to sit down and write something. All your reviews helped a lot! Thanks a lot again!
3: Mixed Feelings and Kagome's Plan
Sango peered through the gates of Ijumari All Boys Academy through dark sunglasses in hopes of disguising herself. However, the disguise just made her appear even more suspicious. This was her third time this week staking out the grounds for the man of her dreams. She knew it was a little pathetic—okay really pathetic—but it did give her the opportunity of stealing just one glimpse of him. The other downfall was that she was beginning to resemble someone with the same unhealthy obsessive qualities as herself. She hated to admit it but love was making her do the strangest things.
Sango had always prided herself on not letting a guy dictate her actions. But there had never been a guy for her to test her limits. It seemed as if every moment her heart ached for him. She hardly knew how she had fallen in love in the first place. It was still a perplexity. But she was certain that it was Kagome's fault. It was always Kagome's fault. She had passed on the disease like a virus. Love was a sickness. She had all the classic symptoms—aches and pains, headaches, unable to sleep at night, and a lowered appetite. She knew it would only take some time before the illness would pass and she would be back to her old self. But sometimes she liked this sick feeling. She liked the feeling of butterflies in her stomach. She liked the feeling of anticipation and excitement.
The hardest part was keeping these feelings from Kagome. Even if Kagome had a permanent obsession with Hojo, she could still read her like an open book. They knew each other too long for these behaviors to pass as normal. So Sango had been extra careful to maintain her composure. Luckily, Kagome's obsession has recently reached an all time high. There was no stopping that girl.
Sango would have normally told Kagome how she was feeling if it were under normal circumstances. In all honestly, she was a little embarrassed. The person she was in love with was a little unexpected and totally out of character for her to like. To complicate the problems more, he was also one of Inuyasha's best friends. Sango knew all too well how much Kagome hated Inuyasha. But recently not as much as she hated Kouga.
Since the day she accidentally bumped into him, the guy was always around. He was like a very handsome shadow. Under normal conditions, she might have given the guy a chance. But her heart and mind belonged to Hojo. The guy never had a chance. Sango figured that after three years he would have gotten the picture. His persistence is charming. Annoying but charming.
Sango pressed the side of her face against the iron gates of the school as she waiting patiently for him to exit from the school. The school grounds were never crowded after school. Most students stay in the libraries to study. But she was certain he wasn't the studying type. His wealth was obviously a major contributor to his acceptance into the school. But she hardly cared for how smart he was.
Just then the doors to the school opened and he emerged. Sango could feel her heart racing just from the sight of him. Was this what Kagome feels when she sees Hojo? Sango pressed her palm to her chest and watched him look around before finally releasing his hold on his books and sitting down. He sat there patiently for a few moments before he decided to open his books. Aw, he was studying.
Sango wondered why he wasn't surrounded by his team of idiots. To her, he was the most handsome among them. It was no mystery why girls were so easily drawn to him. Truthfully, Inuyasha and Hojo were beautiful also. But her man, he had a different sense of charm that was so alluring. Besides what was present on the outside, she was positive that he had so many layers to him. Staring at him now, she sensed he had a secret; one in which he has never told anyone, not even his closest companions.
He looked up suddenly and at her direction. He could feel her eyes watching his every move. Sango, in reaction, turned and hit her back against the brick wall to conceal her from view.
Had he seen me?
She felt her cheeks redden from the unexpected attention. Her heartbeat quickened and in reaction she turned to run. But instead she collided with someone next to her. Sango apologized and continued to walk.
"Sango?" asked the all too familiar voice. Sango felt as though a missile had taken off in her chest. Her body was unable to cope with the pressure of both dilemmas. She was a simple girl who was accustomed to simple problems. When had her life become so complicated?
Sango cleared her voice and tied to disguise her voice, "I'm sorry you must have mistaken me for someone else." She sounded like a wounded animal.
Kagome placed her hands on her hips and eyed her suspiciously before reaching over and snatching the glasses right off her face.
"What the hell? Do you think I'm stupid?" Kagome asked, waving the glasses in the air.
"Hi Kagome."
"What's up with the dark shades, huh?" Kagome asked, turning to the school. Sango flew forward and grabbed her arm before she was able to see the lone figure on the steps.
"Nothing, I was just passing through. And the sun is really bright. It isn't like I'm the only one who wears sunglasses!" Sango yelled defensively.
Kagome smiled keenly, "Who were you looking at?"
Sango's eyes grew wide. She knew her face would begin to turn red if she didn't calm down, "No one!"
"Really?" Kagome detached herself from her friend's grasp and turned to the gate. Sango's heart sank. She knew she couldn't keep it a secret forever. It was a mistake for her to come stalking over here in the first place. She knew she would get caught. I mean their school is on the other side of the freaking street. But she just couldn't help it.
"Listen I can…"
"There isn't anyone out there!" Kagome yelled. Sango ran to the gate and looked around. He was gone. Aw, but where did he go? Wait, what am I saying? Thank god!
That was a close one.
The school was deserted except for a couple freshman guys who Kagome was positive Sango wasn't interested in.
"But I know you're keeping something from me Atama Sango."
Sango smiled and shrugged her shoulders. "You know I'd never try to keep anything from you."
"Sure…"
"Besides what are you doing here?" Sango asked, desperately trying to change the uncomfortable subject.
Kagome sighed and pressed her face against the school's iron gates. Of course it was stupid for Sango to ask and lately it seemed as if Hojo was a sore subject. She needed to tread lightly.
"I just thought maybe I might see him."
Sango knew that Kagome was trying to avoid the school. She wanted to see Hojo but seeing Hojo meant seeing Inuyasha and Kouga. The only two men willing to sabotage Kagome's plan to win Hojo's heart. Inuyasha hated Kagome and had the incentives to hurt her. Kagome wasn't sure what she did wrong to the guy. Of course, she had talked down to him in public. But that was before she knew he was one of Hojo's comrades. If she had known, she would have gladly kissed his bastard ass. Every time she tried to make amends with him, he seemed to hate her more and more. Justifiably, she was never good at making amends with anyone.
Kagome wasn't quite sure what to make of Kouga. He appeared to like her but Kagome was positive he is just trying to make a fool of her. Since the day they met, he has been nothing but a nuisance to her. Constantly asking her out, waiting for her after school, and carrying her books to cram school. It was a pitiful sight. The poor guy doesn't even know he doesn't have a chance with her. Any normal girl would have gone out with him in a second. After all, he was handsome…rich…his personality just needed some work. But with a little hard work and effort, that could be accomplished in time.
Kagome continued to stare out into the barren front yard of the school. She looked longingly at it for some time before turning away and pressing her back against the gates. She released a sigh of defeat and turned to her friend.
"I don't get me. It's been three years, Sango. When will this end? I should just move on."
Sango stared at her friend sorrowfully, "Stop feeling sorry for yourself. You just need a plan of action. You can't continue to just watch him from afar anymore. Sooner or later and probably sooner, someone will snatch him up and you won't even have a chance."
Kagome hadn't thought about that before. It was true. He wasn't going to stay available for long! How about if he was already seeing someone?
"Oh my god! You're right! I'm so stupid!" Kagome exclaimed, "I just wish I knew what kind of girl he liked. I could be that girl!"
Sango sighed and pressed her back against the brick wall, "Kagome instead of thinking about what you should be, why can't you be who you are?"
"Because what I am isn't good enough. I need to be someone he would be happy to be with."
Sango knew anything she said would just go in one ear and out the other. It was impossible to reason with her when it concerned Hojo.
"I just need someone…someone on the inside that could give me this information…How about your brother?"
Sango chuckled, "Forget it. He has his own love problems to deal with. Besides, you can't trust him."
Kagome bit her lip and began to walk. Sango followed her friend. Kagome knew that she couldn't continue to do this. She needed to act now.
"I have to talk to him."
Sango's eyes grew wide, "Okay good. Once you talk to him, he'd…"
"No not as myself."
"Uh…okay."
"As someone else."
"Like a disguise?"
"Yeah. That's how they do it in the movies. You get information by being someone else."
"What are you planning in that deranged brain of yours?"
"I will need some help. You're going to help me right?"
"First tell me what you're planning," Sango demanded, not liking the sound in her friend's voice.
"Don't worry about that. You'll help me right?"
"Shut-up and tell me."
"Fine. Don't help me." Kagome began to walk ahead, leaving her friend bewildered.
"Kagome!"
Kagome stopped and turned, "Yes?"
"Come on!"
Kagome began to turn, "Don't worry I can handle it on my own."
"Shut-up you bitch! You know I'll help you!" Sango said in defeat.
Kagome smiled, "Good! Let's get started!"
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Kohaku had been in the department store for nearly three hours and still hadn't found the perfect gift for Rin. He wasn't really sure what girls wanted. He didn't pay much attention to what his sister wore and did so he didn't even know where to start. But he was positive that anything brand name and expensive would be good. Problem was, he didn't have any money to buy her anything brand name and expensive. He noticed that Rin looked like a trendy girl. But anything she wore looked so good on her.
Kohaku sighed and ruffled through another rack of clothes. Nothing seemed good enough. But what could be buy with the little money he had?
He put his hands in his pocket and began to wander again for the sixteenth time around the Juniors section. He felt a little odd being there. It was obvious guys didn't go here too often. A couple girls walking by giggled when they saw him. Why do they always do that?
He shifted his attention towards the jewelry department even though he was certain he couldn't possibly afford anything in there. Everything looked so expensive but so beautiful—so beautiful on Rin.
He pressed his face against the glass to get a closer look. A simple white gold charm bracelet caught his eye.
"Looking for anything in particular?"
Kohaku looked up and saw a sales lady. He couldn't help but notice how beautiful she was. She had soft white milky skin and light brown eyes.
"No, I was just looking."
Her perfect pink lips curved into a sweet smile, "Well if you need anything just ask."
Kohaku smiled back and continued to gaze at the charm bracelet. "Actually can I see that?"
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Rin had been waiting all day for her dinner with Kohaku. They had been together for three months now. Ordinarily that wouldn't be so special but she really just wanted an excuse to be with him. He was always so busy studying and studying. It was getting a little annoying. She preferred it if he kept his attention on her instead of on his schoolbooks. But she understood. He wanted to be a doctor. He was incredibly smart. He might as well use his brain for something good.
Rin pressed the coral colored dress against he body and scrutinized herself in the mirror. She wanted to look deathly hot for him tonight. He was such the perfect guy. She was ready to jump into the next stage in their relationship.
She knew from the moment she laid her eyes on him in the library. He looked so sweet and innocent thumbing through books. He was so dedicated to his studies. So different from her last boyfriend. The jerk.
She knew after dating him, she wanted someone more reliable and genuinely sweet and kind. Kohaku was like that and more. He was always willing to do what she wanted to do. He was always willing to make her happy.
Tonight she would greatly repay him for his kindness. It'll be a present he would never forget.
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Inuyasha dragged his body up his parent's marble winding staircase and lazily wandered through the hall and into his bedroom. He fell onto the bed and closed his weary eyes. He had had a long day. It was non-stop club meetings, basketball practice, study sessions, and cram school. His brain was fried and every nook and cranny of his exhausted body was worn out. It never seemed to end.
He reluctantly opened his eyes and tried to make sense of his digital clock, which was more of a chaotic blur of letters. Wait, no, numbers. Finally, it began to make sense. 7:45 p.m. Oh good, he thought to himself. Just enough time to study.
"Oh god," he groaned. He turned his body so that if faced the ceiling. He wanted to sleep, even for a second, but he just couldn't. And it was really all her fault. Inuyasha rolled his eyes and tried to shake her face out of his head but for some reason she never refused to leave. She was always there—haunting him.
She wasn't even all that great. And he could get any girl he wanted but for some reason she was always on her freaking mind! He knew he couldn't like her. It was preposterous. Absurd! Him and her? That was so unlikely. First of all, he was rich. His parents were involved in politics. He had to be seen with someone within the same social and economic circle. Secondly, he was a handsome guy. He only dated equally beautiful women. But then again, he thought to himself, she isn't that bad.
She wasn't bad at all.
His walls were plastered with trophies, medals and certificates. He was the perfect golden boy. He was the star basketball player. MVP since he was just in elementary school. He was involved in half the clubs at school. He was smart, practically top of his class if it wasn't for Hojo and some punk named Kohaku. Although his parents pushed him to try harder, he didn't care if he was number one. What was wrong with being second best? He lived his life striving for something that never mattered to him. He didn't exactly do it for his parents. They pushed him but he never really cared what they thought about him. He did it for the glory because it felt good to be in the spotlight. It felt good to have everyone want to be him and all the girls want to be with him. It was an addiction that he couldn't let go of.
But he knew he also did it because it was what was expected of him. If he were anything less he would feel ashamed. If he wasn't perfect, what was he?
But if he was so damn perfect why didn't the one girl he might…kind of…sort of be interested in not like him back?
Inuyasha sighed and tried to fall asleep. He had three tests tomorrow and a practice exam for cram school to study for. He would need enough mental fuel to last him at least for a couple of hours before he would finally collapse into his books.
But he was interrupted by a light knock on his door.
"Inuyasha, may I come in?" spoke a deep asserting voice belonging to his father.
If I said no, you'd come in anyways.
"Yes." Inuyasha bolted upright and wiped at his tired eyes. His father entered into the door dressed in a tuxedo. He was the perfect picture of authority. Deep penetrating eyes lined with wrinkles at the corners from years of hard work. His mouth was stiff and his facial features universally callous and unwelcoming. He parted his hair to the side to detract from his bald spot.
He approached his son with an initiative. He hardly ever showed any emotion unless it was anger and intolerance.
"Inuyasha, how are your studies?" he asked. He often visited his only son to inquire about his status in school, making sure he was up to his expectations.
"Well, sir." Inuyasha called his father sir because his father brought him up with the notion that only weak little boys called their fathers daddy. He represented a man of authority and power.
"Good to hear son. I expect you to get into the top universities."
Inuyasha had heard this speech well over a thousand times, since he was four years old. It was practically tattooed to his brain.
"Yes, sir."
Good, was that all?
"Inuyasha I am hear to talk to you about Saturday. Do you have plans on Saturday?"
"I am not sure, sir."
"Well cancel them if you do. This is much more important than spending an afternoon with your friends. A ball is being held in honor of the senator. You must attend. It would be shameful if you did not go."
Inuyasha wanted to collapse. He hated formal gatherings, especially political parties. They were so boring. He usually spent the night surrounded by lovesick girls, which wasn't so bad if they weren't so damn clingy. They were like a bunch of blood-sucking mosquitoes.
"Son, you will go won't you?"
"Yes, sir, I will go."
His father made an effort to smile. But ended up looking constipated. "Good to hear. Well if you excuse me, I must be off. I have a formal affair to attend to."
Without even giving Inuyasha a chance to say good-bye, he walked out of the room and into the hallway. Inuyasha looked out into the deserted hallway and groaned.
"Great."
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Kohaku had been nervous all day. This was his very first serious relationship. He didn't want to screw anything up. He continually played out his perfect date in his mind, reevaluating his every move and making sure the conversation he had formulated was down to a tee. He had envisioned her many times—the image of absolute angelic perfection. Of course, he knew she wasn't exactly an angel. But that was the part of her, which he admired. He spent the majority of his life dictating his actions based on his academic excellence. She showed him a world where it didn't matter if he was a smart. She loved him based on a part of himself he seldom showed to others. Kohaku always had a problem letting himself go, disregarding the rules, and living for the moment. He lived for the future. This was where he thought his happiness would lie because it was in the future where he would finally be respected for his brilliance. But lately, he didn't care if he was brilliant.
His hands shook slightly from the nervousness that was coursing through his veins. It was a different kind of nervousness, which he felt before a test. This one was stronger and harder to control. It seemed as though at any moment he might just explode.
He stuffed the gift into his pocket and picked up the flowers from his bed. He checked himself out in the mirror and grimaced. He decided to wear a pair of faded jeans and a button down white shirt. He wasn't sure if he was too underdressed. He quickly put on a pair of black leather shoes and shrugged. He was never a fashion icon. He had been living in his room for the past year, studying like a nerd, which made the whole dating thing a catastrophe in the process.
Before he could try on another outfit, his cell phone rang. He knew instantly that it was Rin by the fact that she was the only one that ever called him. Kohaku actually decided to buy it because of her. Seeing as he never had any friends before, he never needed one. Now that he was a super stud and dating an absolutely hot girl, he had to get one.
"Hello."
"Hi Kohaku."
"Rin, is something wrong?"
"Can…can you pick me up?" she asked, her voice shaking slightly.
"Are you okay?" Kohaku asked, recognizing the urgency in her voice. He checked his watch and realized their date wouldn't start for another thirty minutes.
"Yeah, I just…need you to pick me up now please."
Kohaku didn't press for more information. He felt she needed his help. "Okay, I'll be there as soon as I can."
"Thanks." He waited for her to phone to click off and closed his own cell phone.
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Sango followed Kagome to her house. Despite her constant prying, Kagome refused to disclose her plan, which was probably going to be farfetched and idiotic as it always was. Sango knew that Kagome's affections for Hojo were getting stronger and she would no longer refrain herself from acting upon these illicit affections. Her obsession had hit breaking point. Sango was worried that maybe in the end, there might be a possibility that not everything will be in her favor. Though Kagome had sworn herself to him, she had forgotten the fact that maybe he might not love her like she loved him. It was a terrible thought but Sango knew it could happen. Kagome was certain that if he just got to know her, everything would be perfect. But nothing was ever perfect.
Kagome had a serene smile on her face as they walked home together. Sango watched her half-heartedly. She could feel the weight of her friend's heart. It was heavy with emotion and completely belonged to Hojo. Sango had to admire her friend's relentlessness. Through the years, her love never faltered. Sango had to admit, it was a little creepy and annoying.
They finally arrived at Kagome's home. Kagome opened the door and threw her books onto the kitchen counter. Sango admired her friend's humble abode, which really wasn't that humble. It was a lavishly build three story home with a ceramic fountain in the center of their living room. The ceramic goddess was barely clothed. So it was presentable to a PG-rated audience, a single piece of ceramic linen covered her in just the right places. Sango watched the goddess pour water out of her vase and into a circular pool, covered with lilies.
Kagome's parents were involved in government, which explained the home, the taste in art, and their constant absence from her life. Kagome flung open the cabinets and retrieved two tall glasses.
"Okay, so what's this plan of yours?" Sango asked as she watched Kagome fill her glass with a red liquid substance.
"Well, it's going to be kind of complicated. Thankfully, you have a brother that goes to school in Ijumari."
Sango stared at her juice or whatever it was before taking a taste. It tasted like cool aide and milk. She wasn't positive, but she was kind of sure that those two substances shouldn't be mixed together on purpose.
"Kagome, are you trying to poison me?" Sango stuck out her tongue and placed the drink carefully on the table; afraid it might just come to life and kill her. It was that bad.
"You don't like it? I thought it was kind of good. My dad calls it his power drink."
"What's in it?" Sango asked in discuss.
"Hell if I know," Kagome shrugged, "Anyways, so let me tell you about this plan before my parents come home."
"They're home?"
"Yeah. Just came back from Taiwan yesterday. Now they're all up my ass about school and blah blah blah."
Sango smirked. Kagome used to love school. She still couldn't get use to this new Kagome who no longer got panic attacks before a final exam and ate three bags of peanuts the night before a test because she believed it stimulated her mind. The only thing that mattered to her now was Hojo. I guess if all else fails, she could always marry into his rich family. Though her family was also considerably well off, she would probably be disowned after she fails her entrance exams.
"Okay so we are going to need a gardener's uniform."
"Why?" Sango asked in bewilderment.
"So, I can get onto Ijumari school grounds and follow Hojo around. I thought you were on top of this." Kagome stared at her friend and continued to drink her disgusting power drink.
"That was your brilliant plan?"
"What's wrong with it? The only way we are going to know more about him is for me to get my hands dirty and go out there. If I follow him around, I might uncover something juicy in my favor like his favorite food. Then I can cook it for him and we can eat it together," Kagome was slowly entering her dream world. Her eyes had stars in them.
"First of all, from your taste in drinks, I am positive your taste in food in no better. You'd sooner poison him." She watched Kagome pout. "Secondly, if you just follow him around like that, you won't really get to know him. You've been doing that for three years and you're still at point A."
Kagome hated it when she knew Sango was right. Except for her taste in food. She was so wrong there.
"True. But what can I do? Become his friend? It's already so hard for me to remember to breath when I mention his name."
"Yeah, its kind of pathetic…"
"Hey! I can't help it…I wish there was a way for me to be closer to him…to befriend him."
Sango stared at her weary desperate friend and sighed. It was true, getting close to Hojo was impossible. He was either surrounded by his friends or by a group of girls. Sango noticed, merely from observation, that Hojo always seemed aloof with women. He liked to surround himself with him but not be close to them. It seemed as if that the only way to his heart was to become his friend first. But with a fan following, Kagome would be beaten to a pulp and harassed before she could get anything from Hojo.
It was then that Sango suddenly felt a light bulb go off in her head. It was a farfetched idea but Kagome always thought those were the best kind of ideas.
"Kagome, the only way you could possibly get close to Hojo is to be his friend."
"Yeah easier said than done. Have you seen the girls that surround him? Its impossible."
"Yeah I know. So the only way he'll talk to you is if he sees you in a different…light."
"What do you mean?"
"If you were someone else."
"Like a gardener."
"Stop with the gardener! You don't even know how to garden!"
"Okay then what?" Kagome was getting a little confused. She could see that Sango had something up her sleeve and it was starting to scare her.
"You'll have to become one of the students and get close to him. Become his friend and uncover all his hopes and dreams."
"Sango! Ha! One flaw! Have you noticed that Ijumari is an all-boys high school?" Kagome chuckled and expected Sango to do the same but she remained stoic and serious.
"I know," she said sternly.
"You want me to…"
"Kagome, you're home!"
Kagome and Sango both jumped from the startle. They watched as Kagome's mother walked into the kitchen.
"Did I interrupt something?" she asked, her eyes darting from one girl to the other.
Kagome smiled, " No, we were just discussing a homework assignment, right Sango?" Kagome elbowed her friend in the side. Sango turned to Kagome and rolled her eyes.
"Yeah. The assignment is kind of complicated."
"I see," Kagome's mother said though she did not completely buy their lie, "I'm glad you're home because I have a favor to ask of you."
Kagome hated favors. Nothing good ever came out of it for her.
"Okay, what is it?"
"There is a ball tomorrow for the senator. Your father and I were requested to attend but we just received word yesterday that we have to go to Hong Kong on Friday morning. I would really appreciate it if you could go and represent us. Bring Sango too since you have an extra ticket."
Kagome was angry that her mother hadn't asked her to bring a date. Did she think she didn't have a guy in her life? She had Hojo. True, technically, they weren't together. But it was only a matter of time.
Kagome looked up at Sango and smiled. Sango stared at her friend for a moment and back at Kagome's mother. "Sure, I'd love to go."
"Good. Remember girls, be on your best behavior. You are representing us. I'd like our reputation to remain impeccable. Saturday at 6 p.m." Kagome's mother turned towards her daughter, "Kagome wear the wine colored dress, you know, the strapless one."
Sure mom, I'm at your command.
Kagome's mother exited the room and went up the steps and into her study. Kagome turned towards Sango and gave her a teethy smile.
"Thank you. Sorry I got you into this mess."
Sango shrugged and patted her friend on the back, "That's okay. This will be the perfect opportunity to show you off as your new and improved self."
Kagome stared at her friend blankly, "huh?"
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Kohaku arrived at his girlfriend's house a quarter after five. He trudged up her porch steps, his legs growing heavier with every step he took towards her door. Her was beyond nervous. She sounded desperate on the phone. She sounded like she needed his help. This was his first serious relationship! What was he expected to do as a boyfriend? From the sexual experience, he assumed she had, it appeared as if she was way beyond his league. Oh my god! Did she need sexual…help? That thought scared Kohaku more and he froze from the rising fear in his body. He couldn't even shove his tongue in her mouth and she was expecting more?
The door swung open and Kohaku practically pissed in his pants from the sight of her. She poked her head out and stared at him before turning from side to side. She forcefully pulled him into her home and closed the door, locking it shut.
"Is something wrong?" Kohaku asked. He felt the sweat drop from his forehead. He looked a little pathetic.
"No," she said, forcing a smile. He was not convinced. "I just need you close to me."
Her body close to him, it was only then that he noticed she was only wearing a robe, which was uncovering more and more of her body. Kohaku felt his heart jump out of his chest as well as something else out of his…pants. He reached over and covered her soon to be exposed breasts in an attempt to control his hormones.
Rin looked down and laughed, "Kohaku, are you nervous?"
"N-N-No…" Kohaku stuttered. Hell yeah he was nervous.
Rin patted his head and smiled, "You're sweating like a pig! Here let me take that jacket off you!" Before Kohaku had time to react, she had pulled his jacket off his body and threw it onto the floor.
"Isn't that better Kohaku?" She pressed her nearly naked body against his and wrapped her arms around his lean physique, "Do I make you nervous?"
Kohaku could barely breath from her closeness. Every time he tried to talk, it sounded like nonsense.
Rin giggled and began to unbutton his shirt. Kohaku grabbed her hands, which ceased her movements.
"What are you doing?"
Rin looked up at him and kissed him on his neck. Again, he felt his heart jump. His body was a frozen mess but his heart was running a marathon around his body.
"You know what I like about you Kohaku?"
Kohaku shook his head. He was surprised it still had the capabilities to do that.
"That you're so…innocent."
"Really?" Kohaku had always assumed that was a fault. He felt Rin's hands slip from his grasp and begin again the task of unbuttoning his shirt. This time he didn't stop her. If he didn't want to remain innocent, he'd have to give in to her, which wasn't hard.
Kohaku reached down and kissed her on the head. She finally finished unbuttoning him and was now taking off his shirt. She rubbed her hands on his stomach and looked up at him. He kissed her on the mouth, which was slow at first but slowly turned violent. He loved everything about her and now she would be his for real.
She ran her fingers in his hair and they both slowly sank to the ground. He could feel her robe undoing itself. His eyes wondered to her exposed breast. He felt his body freeze, as it tends to do when he gets nervous. But he willed his body to keep going.
Rin felt him tense up and leaned forward, "It's okay."
Kohaku knew that this was it. He was going to lose it to Rin. He wasn't complaining. She was hot and he loved her, right?
"Well, well, what do we have here?" said a voice from above. Kohaku stiffened and drew away from Rin. God he hoped it wasn't her dad.
Sorry Sir, we were just playing doctor.
Kohaku looked at Rin, who didn't appear to be startled. She stared at the figure in complete silent. All emotion was removed from her face. Kohaku had never seen her like this. He slowly looked up and realized that the figure above them appeared to be just a few years older than them. He was 19 at the oldest.
He stared down at them with a smirk on his face. He had long raven colored hair and mesmerizing deep black eyes. His handsomely chiseled faced appeared heavenly at first but his eyes had a satanic appeal. He hovered over them like a God. His gaze was fixated at Rin, who still had not moved a muscle since his interruption. They seemed to know each other. Kohaku could feel a connection between them—a history. Though he wanted to tell the guy to leave, the stranger's stares were immobilizing. The penetration of his eyes and way he stood exuded a sense of authority and power. Kohaku could almost see the demonic aura around his body.
Finally Rin broke the uncomfortable silence. "What are you doing here?"
The figure lifted her up. Rin began to fix her robe to cover her nakedness. The stranger slapped her across the face to stop her. Kohaku quickly stood up to defend her.
Rin looked at him and smiled, blood seeping from the corner of her mouth, "Don't Kohaku. It's okay."
"But…" Kohaku stared at his half exposed girlfriend and felt so weak.
"Kohaku? Is that your name?" the figure asked.
Kohaku turned to him, "Yeah and who the hell are you?"
He smiled and offered his hand, "I'm Sesshomaru. Rin's boyfriend."
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A/N: Hey guys! So, I finally finished this chapter! Since I have more time, I'll be updating sooner! Please continue to review if you want this fic to continue! Thanks.
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