Kagome looked down at her phone, waiting for Inuyasha to reply. It had been 5 days since she saw him in class. 5 days since she had asked him about possible topics for the projects. 5 days of her messages going ignored.
"This is driving me crazy Sango." She whined. "How in the hell am I supposed to do this partner project with him, if he wont even answer me back?"
"And you still think the teacher wont change your partners? What if you found someone to switch with?"
She shook her head. "Nah, the teacher was really mad we were late. We didn't make the greatest first impression."
"I hate to say it, but you might have to do this project on your own." Her friend said with a frown.
"That's just it- this project requires two people. We're supposed to get to pick a topic, and in the process get know each other, and then evaluate our team work throughout the process."
"Sounds weird."
"Sounds like my psychology nightmare. I knew this teacher was tough when I signed up… but this is ridiculous." Kagome rubbed her temples. "We have a check in deadline in 2 days."
"Hunt him down." Sango suggested. Kagomes eyes grew wide before she groaned.
"This isn't how my first week of college is supposed to be."
"Hey, how about we go to that party tonight?" Sango asked, trying her best to cheer her up.
"At the frat house? Eh, I don't know…"
"Come on, it's going to be fun. Miroku said-"
"I still cant get used to the idea of him at a frat house." Kagome said with a grin.
"Really? I think he fits right in with those idiots." She answered flatly.
" I guess… it could be fun." Kagome said, biting her lower lip.
"That's the spirit! Who knows, maybe youll meet a cute guy. You haven't dated anyone since Hojo."
"That's- That's not true!" She countered. "I went out on dates."
"Please. Those hardly counted."
"I doubt I'm going to meet prince charming at a frat party." She said, cocking an eyebrow.
"Screw prince charming; He's boring. I'd rather have a rouge with a good body."
"Yeah, because that's the definition of Miroku." Kagome laughed, just as Sango threw a pillow at her face.
"Alright, alright. I'll go."
~.~
If Inuyasha got one more fucking text from her, he was going to personally march down to her dorm and remove his number from her phone. Already he was contemplating changing his number, but that seemed like a lot of work.
She just kept messaging him, over and over about the fucking project.
He got it. He had to fucking help her out.
But he would do it on his time. He wasn't fucking happy about this. And honestly, he didn't see the big deal. They still had 2 days to complete the check in.
He would deal with all of that tomorrow.
Tonight, he was going to party.
After all, it was well deserved. This week had been fucking tough.
He was constantly having to look over his shoulder, worried he was going to run into Kagome. If he got a sneak attack from that wench, he might pass out on the spot.
'Fuck it. That's tomorrows problem.' He said to himself. Tonight, he was interested in getting drunk, and getting laid.
Walking into the house, the sound of the music blaring made his ears flatten against his head.
Unconsciously, he had been holding his breath against the barrage of smells that would assault him.
But he hadnt been ready for it.
It was a scent like he had never smelled before.
It was sweet and delicate. It called to him like a beautiful song.
Inuyasha followed it, his feet moving before his brain even comprehended it.
He moved through the rooms, weaving through the crowds of people. Some women tugged on his arm to try and get his attention.
They were pretty, and the smelled good.
But nothing like that. In his entire life, he had never been so drawn to something as he was to this mystery scent.
He tracked it down to a couple, a man who had a woman pressed up against a wall. They were flirting, he could tell from their body language, from the giggles he was eliciting from the female.
Inuyasha was torn. He had found the source, but now what? Should he just pull the two apart, and introduce himself?
'Hi, I'm Inuyasha and you smell fucking incredible? Want to get a room?'
Unless this was a female demon he was dealing with, the chick just wouldn't get it, and that pathetic line had a slim chance of working anyway.
Maybe if he could just walk by, and get a look at who it was.
Yeah, that seemed right. For all he knew she was some hag.
Even as he thought that, his gut told him otherwise. Not just from her scent, which was the most enticing aroma he had ever found, but also from the way thus guy was caging her in his arms. Like he was trying to shield others from getting a good look at her. Trying to keep the goods all to himself.
Walking by, trying to act casual, he turned his head slightly, trying to use his peripherals to scope out his prey. He-
"Hey!" A feminine voice called out to him. "Long time no see." She smiled up at the hanyou, batting her big brown eyes.
He couldn't remember for the life of him who this woman was, but he apparently seemed to know her.
"I'm kind of busy right now." He said, trying not to appear too obvious.
"You don't look like it." She said, pouting her lower lip. "How come you didn't call me? I-"
He caught a sharp spike of the scent.
It was like a punch in the gut, knocking the breath out of him.
Whoever it was, she was enjoying this jerks attention.
She was aroused.
Not a lot; not so much that he lost hope.
But just enough to make him salivate.
"I am busy. We can talk later."
The woman looked him up and down suspiciously.
"Okay. But I'll hold you to that."
Inuyasha turned his head, this time not giving a fuck how obvious he looked. He was going to stare at them until the mystery woman looked his way.
She had dark hair, black and thick. It fell in waves around her shoulders, and was unfortunately blocking his damn view of her face.
She laughed again, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear. She looked down in what Inuyasha assumed was bashfulness. She got over it soon enough. She looked up at him, her face in full view-
"YOU?!" He yelled, his hand reflexively flying up to his nose.
"In-Inuyasha?!" She shrinked back, retreating into the mans embrace.
"What the hell!" He started. "Why do you-"
"Is this your boyfriend?" The guy asked, only slightly bothered.
"No!" they both shirked in unison, turning their attention to him for the first time.
"What are you doing here?" She asked. "Why are you-"
"Why the fuck do you smell like that?!" He asked, watching her eyes grow wide.
"INUYASHA." She ground out. "Leave me the hell alone!"
"Not until you tell me what the fuck is up with your stench! Did you wash today? Why do- OW!" The dog demon felt a swift slap across his face before hearing the sound of her storm off.
"Kagome! Get back here!" He called, watching as she moved through the crowd.
"No!" she shot back, making her way for the exit.
"Kagome-" He was growling now, actually fucking growling. He was chasing after the bitch for the first time in his life, his nose following the trail of her pissed off scent.
Once she got outside, she took off into a run.
Was she freaking crazy? Did she think she could actually out run a demon? He jumped in front of her, effortlessly, and slightly turned on from the chase.
"Leave me alone, Inuyasha!"
"Not a chance." Not until he figured out why
"Are you determined to make my life living hell?" She asked. "Every time I see you, you embarrass me to death. Was it not enough to do it every chance you got as kids?"
"This and that are separate things."
"Hardly! Not only did you interrupt me and-" Kagome waved her hand, hoping the lack of name would not hinder her argument. "-My friend! But you went off like a nut job again about how I smell!"
"Because you do!"
"UGH!" He was driving her insane. She wasn't going to finish college, because he was going to drive her right into a straight jacket.
"If I bother you that much, then why don't you leave me alone? Why do you insist on letting everyone know that you think I smell, at every chance you have? You know, some people, when they don't like something, or it just isn't their cup of tea, ignore it and move on with their life. But no, not you. Not Inuyasha Takahashi. You have to obsess over it and let the whole world know what's going on in that pea brain of yours!"
Good point.
Damn her for having a good point!
"Damn it wench! Its not my fault that your stench is nearly fatal for me. Far as I'm concerned, I'm doing everyone a public service!"
"Oh, so that's what that was back there? A public service?"
"Damn straight." He said, crossing his arms.
"I cant believe you. You know, after all the years of having the displeasure of knowing you, you never freaking surprise me. Having to put up with you as a kid was hard enough. But then I see you at college, coming to my door, holding your nose like I-"
And then it hit her.
"Why aren't you covering your nose?" She asked skeptically. "How are you able to stand here, this close to me, without your face mask?"
"Feh, I- I-"
Gods, he was stuttering. He sounded like a fucking idiot, and try as he might, he couldn't focus his attention. The smell of her was driving him mad.
He had never been so attracted, so reactive to the way a woman smelled. He had had scores of women in his bed, their arousal turning him on, and bringing him to a satisfied place. It wasn't the same as this. It threatened to bring him to the edge, push him over. He had smelled women who made him hungry, but never like this.
With Kagome, he felt fucking starved.
"Oh my God." She said, her jaw dropping as she placed her hands on her hips. "Oh my freaking God! You don't think I smell!" She said louder than she intended. Really, all these years she had tried to keep the hanyous voice calm when he said that nonsense, and here she was blurting it out for the world to hear.
"That's what I was trying to tell you, you crazy bitch! For some reason you-"
She leaned forward, as if waiting for his bullshit lie.
"I don't know what happened but you don't smell as bad anymore. That's what I was trying to say back there. But you went off the fucking deep end!"
"This is brilliant." Kagome said, bursting out into laughter. He hated to admit it, but he liked the sound of it. Liked the way her scent spiked with her happiness. And he hated himself for it.
The way her scent wrapped around him, the way it seemed to bore into his soul.. it left him agitated and uncomfortable, but not in the way it had before.
Now he was filled with intense desire, just from being near her. Fuck, when it came to Kagome it was always extremes.
"Hold on, I just need a minute to process this." She held up her hand, while the other wiped her stray tears away. "Okay, okay. I'm alright now."
"Glad I could freaking amuse you, wench." The dog demon snarled.
"You know what, this is a good thing." She smiled up at him.
"Eh?" He raised a brow at her suddenly changed demeanor. She stepped forward and grabbed his hand. It sent a shock down his spine, the simple contact sending new waves of arousal so intense it was making him crazed. She smiled at him as she tugged his clawed hand without a second thought.
"Come on."
"What're you doing?" He ground out, hardly recognizing the husky voice as his own.
"Were going back to my place." She said simply.
"Wha-?" The wind was being knocked out of him. He hated her. He wanted her. He couldn't stand her smell. Now all he wanted to do was breathe it in for the rest of his life.
"We're finally going to work on the project. Seriously, I've been trying to get a hold of you all week! I-"
Her words faded into the background as she led him forward, lecturing the whole way.
As good as her scent was, it didn't change the fact that he fucking hated her.