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Ch. 4 And The Drama Begins…

Sunday for Inuyasha…

He woke up to the clanging of pots in the kitchen and felt the left side of the bed. Putting two and two together, he knew that Kikyo must be attempting to cook. Inuyasha closed his eyes and tried to fall asleep but metal against metal wouldn't let him. This is why he couldn't stand staying the night at her place; he could never really rest well. He rolled out of the bed and slipped his boxers back on. What happened last night was one of the few reasons he was still with Kikyo. Quite frankly, he couldn't think of any other reason he was with her. He and Kikyo had an unhealthy relationship. His temper did not mix well with her emotionless, lifeless demeanor, and every time he thought he should pull out of the relationship, she seduced him and loved him with her body until his mind changed. It was a vicious cycle; one that he could not get out of. How he had let things get to this point, he had no clue in hell. And by this point, he meant marriage.

Was he truly in love with her? Or was he just in love with the things she did for him; how she made him feel? That would mean that he loved her for what she did, not for who she is. He's not as dense as his friends and older brother accuse him of being. He knew that Kikyo really didn't love him, but she was just sticking around for the money and power he provided her. Plus, great sex was a huge factor. It's not like he hadn't been with other women, but something about her was different.

Walking into the kitchen, Inuyasha saw her standing in the fridge in his t-shirt; probably nothing on underneath. He smirked at that thought, and decided to strike conversation.

"What's on the menu today?"

She turned around and gave a weak smile. "Oatmeal, toast, and eggs."

Inuyasha scoffed and turned his nose up. "It doesn't take all these pots and pans to make any of those."

"I was thinking about making something special, but I realized that I need to go ahead and get ready."

"Where the hell are you going?" he asked. Sometimes she would just go out and not text or tell him where she was, or who she was with. It bothered him.

She giggled deviously and sauntered over to him, wrapping her arms around his neck and planting a kiss there, she replied "More wedding plans, don't you trust me?"

He hated that question because honestly, he didn't know. He should trust her, she was his soon-to-be-wife, and she never gave him a reason not to trust her; not that he knew of. "Yea, I do."

"Good!" she stated gladly.

She walked back to get started on the bland breakfast she informed him of, and he went to the kitchen table where his laptop was and began checking emails. 'Oh shit' he thought. He had a meeting in an hour with the board of the hospital about plans to expand their grounds. Sesshomaru would kill him if he missed it; no really, Inuyasha really believed he would.

Getting up quickly, he ran back to the bedroom to brush his teeth and get dressed. He was glad he brought over a change of clothes when he knew he'd be spending the night at her place. He tied his hair back because he was too lazy to comb any kinks out. He grabbed his laptop and belongings and ran to the kitchen to inform Kikyo of his sudden leave. She kissed him and pretended to be sad he was leaving. Once he was out of the door, she grabbed her cell and sent a text.

'He has a meeting today, so can you come over now instead of me having to drive all the way to your place? –Kikyo'

'Anything for you. I'm on my way. –Naraku'

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Kagome really slept longer than she intended that Monday, which meant her body was must have really been tired. Not waking up until 1pm, she checked her phone to see if she had any messages. Ayame had text to thank her once again for covering her shift, Sango had asked what she was doing Wednesday night, and her younger brother Souta had text just to tell her he missed her. Kagome smiled at that, and text him back kind words. She'd get back to Sango and Ayame later. She had business to take care of today.

By business, she meant laundry. She was thankful there was a nice laundry mat around the corner from her complex, so she loaded up and drove there. Yes, it was within walking distance, but the thought of anyone possibly seeing her dirty underwear made her cringe. She set up there, and sat in a chair waiting for her whites to get done washing. To keep her occupied, she brought that mystery novel she had been reading with her. The heroine was so great; she almost wished she were her.

Checking her social media for a bit, she saw one of those 'people of Walmart' photos. This one was of some guy in sandals and boxers. She automatically thought of Kouga at Wendy's in socks and boxers and giggled. 'Should I?' she thought. She didn't want to seem clingy by texting him again when she was just texting him earlier that morning, but that was only so he could save her number; she figured she was safe.

'Saw this and it reminded me of you. 1 attachment. –Kagome'

She resumed reading and got caught up again in the heroine's complicated love life when her phone vibrated.

'It's the new fashion statement. –KC'

Higurashi could do nothing but smile until her jaws hurt at his message. She really liked his sense of humor.

'Let me guess, you're the leader? –Kagome'

'I've been rocking boxers and socks for years now, so yes I consider myself the leader. –KC'

'Maybe I should join the trend. –Kagome'

'Is it weird that I'd like to see that? –KC'

'Only if you want it to be . –Kagome'

'I don't, so it's not. –KC'

Kagome blushed. She was hiding no attempts to flirt with Kouga, and he made no attempts to hide it either. Before she could text back, her whites were done washing. She went over to place them in a dryer and loaded the washer with colored clothes. Another girl walked in the laundry mat and Kagome immediately recognized her as a neighbor. The two began to chat about how life was going and she forgot that she needed to text Kouga back.

He looked at his phone, no message back yet. Why did it matter if she didn't text him back?

'She's probably busy' he thought. Kouga went back to what he was doing. He was sitting at his wooden kitchen table looking over paperwork. Bills would need to be paid soon; he was glad he lived alone and hardly went anywhere. Finances were never a problem for him unlike Ginta and Hakkaku. They lived in their own apartment together while Kouga stayed in his grandfather's home. The two never failed to ask him for money from time to time and would promise to pay him back. Of course, Kouga told them not to worry about it, that's what friends were for.

His granddad always taught him the value of a dollar, and how money was not meant to be abused. He also stressed how it was important to take care of the people in your circle, and they'd take care of you in return. He unfortunately passed away six months ago, but Kouga and everyone else knew it was coming. You could only smoke for so long and be safe. When he had fallen in the late stages of lung cancer, Kouga sold his apartment and moved in with his granddad, and he told him that when he died, the house was his. Kouga was grateful for everything the old man had done for him, especially when he had such a troubled childhood. When he was seven, his parents were shot and killed at some club. Apparently they had been engaged in some drug business and it went all wrong. His dad's dad took him in, and raised him like a child should be raised.

Kouga let out a sigh and continued looking over paperwork. His best bet was to go ahead and buy a new motorcycle. The amount of money it would take to save something that was beyond saving equaled that of a new bike. He also knew the medical bills would be coming in soon. His boss let him take last night off from the bar to recuperate, but from the looks of the money charges coming his way, he needed to get back to work as soon as possible. Just his luck, a headache came on and he buried his face in his hands. Life could be so unfortunate. A smile crept on his face and widened when his phone chimed.

'I didn't forget about you, but I got caught up in conversation with a friend.' –Kagome

'It's cool, no need to apologize. –KC'

'What are you up to? –Kagome'

'Looking for a new bike. –KC'

'Any particular kind? – Kagome

'I'm trying to decide. It has to be all black that's for sure. –KC'

'Does black boost your ego?' –Kagome'

'As much as me texting you boosts yours ;). –KC'

Kagome laughed as she put the remaining dry laundry in a basket and turned to leave the mat. What made him think she was so happy to talk to him? Was she being obvious? She got in her car and before she started driving she replied.

'Which isn't very much ;). –Kagome'

'Don't pretend like you're not happy to talk to me. –KC'

'Are you?' –Kagome'

She set her phone in the cup holder and it took her about fifteen seconds to pull back up to her complex. Checking her phone in a nervous hurry, her heart sped up at the reply.

'I am.' –KC'

'As am I. –Kagome'

The two continued to text about random things throughout their day. When it was getting close to seven o'clock, Kouga told Kagome that he needed to catch a bus to work and that he'd text her later. Kagome was slightly sad they had to end their conversation, but she understood.

'Have a good night at work. –Kagome'

'Have a good night missing me. –KC'

'What makes you think I'll be doing that? –Kagome'

'Will you? –KC'

'…Maybe. –Kagome'

'That's good enough for me. Bye. –KC'

Kagome smiled and set her phone down. She curled up on her couch and continued to watch TV. They had been texting all day, and he was quickly growing on her. She liked his jokes and his choice of words.

'Do I like him already?' She asked herself.

She just met the guy? How could she like him already? She put some deep thought into this and decided that she'd probably have an answer Friday night after their date. Her heartbeat increased as she thought about it.

'A date. A date with Kouga'

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"Convel! How's it going man. We didn't think you'd be back to work so soon." Kouga heard a voice shout. He knew it was none other than Seri; daughter to his boss.

"There's money to be made." His short reply. He really wasn't feeling well. The side effects of the pain medicine was making his head throb.

Seri walked from behind the nicely polished black bar and went over to hug Kouga. "I'm just glad you're okay." She said sincerely.

Kouga sighed and replied a quick thank you before untangling himself and going behind the bar to make sure everything was in check. Seri continued to make small talk with him, and of course he noticed her checking him out. Damon, the owner of the bar, was really trying to hook him up with his newly 18 year old daughter. Seri had had a crush on him for a long time, and he knew this, but he had no interest in her. She was cute, that's for sure. Her hair was brown and short; stopped right at her neck. Her green eyes were her attention-attracters. Now that she was old enough to bartend, but not drink, drunken men would flirt with her and always compliment on her eyes. Little did he know, she wanted to hear that compliment from him. But the only thing he could ever see himself doing with her was what she was now legal to do, and he wouldn't want to disrespect his boss like that, so he left her alone.

When the bar started to fill up, Kouga was bombarded with 'man are you okay's' 'do you have any scars?' 'can you pour me some Vodka straight up?' These questions were annoying to him. If he wasn't okay he wouldn't be there, wounds don't scar overnight, and yes of course he could pour them a drink considering he was the bartender. What was making him so irritable?

Music flowed loudly through the speakers as some people danced, others at tables and booths eating, and some hanging around at the bar. Kouga had to explain at least ten times to ten different people what happened Saturday night. His shift wouldn't end until 2 am when the bar closed, and it was only 9. This would be a long night. Seri had invited a couple friends to come to the bar, which was dumb. They couldn't drink, and neither could she, so why were they there?

"Yea, that's him." Seri said pointing to Kouga off in the distance wiping down some tables.

"He...is…gorgeous." her friend Anya breathed. Her other friend Reiya agreed and proceeded to ask Seri questions.

"How old is he?" "Does he have a girlfriend?" "Do you guys text?" "What's he working with under that shirt?"

Seri answered each and every question. Twenty five, single, no because she didn't have his number, and definitely a 6 pack. Her dad liked to invite friends and employees over to their house for parties, and often Seri was left to mope in her room because she wasn't old enough to join. When she was sixteen, her dad finally allowed her to socialize with the people he brought over, and that was the first time she saw Kouga. Long black hair, tied up. Tan skin, piercing blue eyes, and when he got in their pool, and oh so yummy looking body. Of course she couldn't come on to him, she was too young, but now…

"I don't know how he feels about me." Seri stated sadly. Sometimes Kouga showed her no interest, and sometimes he would engage in funny conversations with her. When some bar hogs would get too drunk and hit on her too much, he'd intervene. But that didn't mean anything, did it?

She continued to talk to her friends while watching him out of the corner of her emerald eye. She was so glad he hadn't been seriously injured the other night. Just as she was admiring him some more, he looked up and caught her eye. She looked away quickly missing the slight smirk that pulled his mouth. 'She needs a boyfriend so she could stop obsessing over me.'

His break time approached and he went to the back to find some chips to eat; his appetite wasn't really up to par today. He hated feeling so goddamn weak. He scrolled through social media sites and stumbled across a professional photo of a hot nurse in some skimpy uniform. One of his idiotic friends posted 'If only I could get something like that!' Kouga smiled and beamed when he thought of who he could send this to.

'Saw this and thought of you. 1 attachment. –KC'

He went back to scrolling and eating when his phone sounded.

'If only I looked like that, then this would be accurate. –Kagome'

'I haven't seen you in anything else besides those scrubs, so I'm not judging yet. –KC'

'What makes you think you'll be seeing anything ? –Kagome'

'Those smiley faces you send me in your texts. –KC'

Ughhh! She said, and then she let out a laugh. He always found a way to outwit her.

'Don't tell me you're one of those guys.. –Kagome'

'Which guys? –KC'

'One of the ones that take little stuff, like smiley faces, for something else. –Kagome'

'What do you want me to take them as? –KC'

'The fact that I'm smiling, and nothing else. –Kagome'

'Your request is my command, Emogak. –KC'

'What? What is that? –Kagome'

'Read it backwards. Gotta get back to work. Bye. –KC'

Emogak? Eeee-moooo-gak? Read backwards, Kagome. "Oh my gosh!" Kagome shook with laughter. That's such an unattractive nick-name. She decided to flirt extra hard and even though he wouldn't see the message till later…

'Don't call me that during sex. –Kagome'

She laughed hysterically at her own forwardness. No, she wasn't a pervert. She was only messing with him. Truthfully, Kagome was still a virgin, and she would bet her lucky ass that Kouga was indeed not a virgin. She really hoped that he would take that as just a joke. Because she was only joking, right?

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Meanwhile, that Monday for Inuyasha…

"Why won't she answer her damn phone?" Inuyasha was at the hospital is his office trying to call Kikyo. He had extra paperwork to catch up on, but he couldn't figure out if the papers were still in his office, his house, or Kikyo's; which was why she needed to answer her phone. She said that she had to meet with the wedding planner again today; what she had to meet him about he had no idea. The wedding was in three weeks, what else was there to do but sit and wait.

He tried calling her again and it still rang and went to voicemail. He slammed his phone down on his desk and plopped down in his chair to think. Was he ready to do this? Marriage; it seemed like they were rushing it, but they had been dating for a year now. His mind drifted back to when they first started talking. It wasn't long after the newbie's training day that Kikyo would show up in his office, just to make random conversation. At first he was irritated by it, and told her that she couldn't just come to his office and talk because she wanted to. Plus, his mindset wasn't really on her at the time. He was trying to scope out the other newbie, Kagome.

When he had asked Kagome on that date, his intentions were not honorable. He wanted one thing from her really, and he was wondering if she would be up for it. For their first date, they went to this sushi place he really liked, and the night was going as planned. She was laughing and smiling and joking with him. He liked her fire; her confidence was a turn on. By the end of the night, he realized that he wasn't as interested as getting in her pants and he was in getting to know her. So their dating continued. Inuyasha enjoyed his time with her, and before he could stop himself, he had feelings for her.

He was honestly thinking of just making it official and going out with her, but as soon as the thought crossed his mind in his office late at night, Kikyo sauntered in.

"Inuyasha, my shift is over."

"Keh, what the hell you telling me for?" he rudely responded.

Instead of her leaving like he expected, she smiled even more and closed his office door.

"What are you doing?" he asked lowly.

"Inuyasha, I think you know perfectly well what it is that I want." She began to remove her scrub top to reveal a tiny black tank top underneath. Her breasts were popping out so much it almost left nothing to imagination. She came over to sit on the edge of his desk and crossed her legs.

"If this is your way of asking for a raise, it's not the way to do it." He stated. But truthfully, he was gawking at her perky rack so deliciously on display for him. 'How long had it been since…' he thought. Since he was dating Kagome, he hadn't had sex in months. He knew she wasn't up for it, and he did have needs after all. So at the time, the only "logical" thing to do was…

He stood up and came face to face with her.

"I don't need your money, but I do need something else." Kikyo responded. Her arms came up to squeeze his muscular biceps and he moved in a little closer to whisper in her ear.

"I don't think you know what you're getting yourself into." He began to massage her mounds and kiss her neck.

She exhaled a deep breath and simply responded "No, you don't know what you're getting yourself into."

At the time, he didn't know what she meant and thought she was teasing him about not being able to handle her. If only he knew…

He started communicating and seeing Kagome less and less, and he did feel bad. But something about Kikyo felt so..good and right. At first he believed it was just lust, but somehow he developed feelings. If she went out to the club, he would get jealous and think she was going to meet someone. They'd argue for hours about how she belonged to him and no other, and he didn't want her shaking her ass in front of drunken assholes. She'd ignore him as always and go out anyway. He'd be at home, technically him and Sesshomaru's mansion, fuming. And then she'd show up, hot and ready, making her physical apology. He knew this was no good. She even convinced him to ignore Kagome and not apologize.

"You two never dated; apologize for what?" Kikyo asked one night after rough relations.

He exhaled a cloud of cigarette smoke and responded.

"Well, apologize for cheating on her." He knew that an apology wasn't going to fix shit, but somehow he hoped…

"Like I said, you two were not in a relationship. No need to say sorry for something you didn't do" she said more sternly.

He looked over at her with the cigarette in his mouth. 'What is this woman doing to me?' he thought.

"You're probably right" he said nonchalantly.

"Mmmm, I know I am" she responded. Her hand ran up his thigh, over his shaft lightly just to tease, up his chest and finally to his mouth where she removed his cigarette and began smoking it herself.

He enjoyed her kinky actions; it seemed to be the only time where he honestly enjoyed her at all. Anything else, they were arguing, and she was ignoring him. 'This is wrong' he thought as she climbed on top of him. Never had he been so helpless at a woman's touch like Kikyo's; what was wrong with him? He couldn't possibly love her. These thoughts vanished when she impaled herself on him with a loud moan, cigarette still in mouth. This was the vicious cycle he was in.

And as he sat at his desk that Monday night thinking about it, he was seriously getting ready to marry this girl when he didn't even know how he really felt about her. She could be so lifeless sometimes. She never showed passion for anything; except when they were engaged in the acts of passion. But that was it. Was he even happy?

'I should have kicked her out of my office that night?' he thought about the first night that they did it. Would he be with Kagome if he had? He couldn't lie, whenever he did see her, waves of guilt hit him with surprising force. Would be he be happy, and in love, and getting ready to marry her instead?' She was such a hard worker, and everyone on the staff loved her. He missed her fire, her innocent passion, and her smiles. This was wrong of him to be thinking like this. He was soon to be a married man, so this was no time for second guessing. He sighed and let out strings of curses to the air. If he had any doubts, he had less than three weeks to figure them out.

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He was not going to wait till 3 am to catch a bus, so he just decided to call a cab. He was sleep deprived and his head was still throbbing. If pain medicine was supposed to stop the pain, why was he feeling more of it? He made a mental note to ask Kagome about that later. Speaking of Kagome, he was still trying to figure out what the hell to say to the last message she sent him. 'Don't call me that during sex –Kagome'

As he was in the backseat of the cab, he kept staring at his phone screen as if the message would magically change itself. She had to be joking right? She hardly knew him, so this had to just be a tease for fun, right? It's not like he wouldn't mind, but he didn't just want physical relations with this girl. Something about her made him feel warm; content with life. Even though he had his own place, which was pretty nice by the way, and two jobs, something was lacking. And when he talked to her, the lacking feeling went away. He wasn't a touchy-feely kind of guy. He hooked up with girls for the pleasure of pleasure, and left afterwards. Until he found someone he thought to be important, then he wouldn't treat any other girl like she was.

Kouga had always assumed that when the right one came along, he would just…know. Somehow, he'd sense that she was the one for him. But he hadn't felt anything special yet, so he put no thought into a serious relationship. He had been in a couple relationships here and there to get a feel for it, and they just weren't his thing. So why did he find himself wanting more from Kagome? And exactly what more did he want? As the cab pulled up to his house, he paid the man and said a quick parting word before dragging his feet to his door. He needed to text her back; he didn't want her thinking he was turned off by the message, but he also didn't want her to know he was turned on by it either. The only thing he could muster as he collapsed on his bed was…

'Slow your role, pervert –KC'

There. A quick joke to ease the awkwardness of the situation. He didn't know if she was even up, but if she was, she had better reply fast. Sleep was kicking in.

Kagome was laying stomach down on her bed reading the mystery novel. She should probably sleep, because it was now Tuesday, and she would have to be to work at 1pm. A vibration from her phone stole her attention from an impending love scene between the heroine and the hero and she was slightly annoyed. Seeing whose name it was that texted, her feelings changed really fast.

'Lol, you know I was only joking. –Kagome'

'I figured as much. –KC'

'What are you trying to say? –Kagome'

'I'm saying, you don't seem like the type to be so forward with a man. You're ladylike. –KC'

"Awwwwww" she cooed. Her cheeks pained and filled with blood as she blushed hard in the dimly lit room.

'I'm glad you noticed- Kagome'

'I'll always notice things about you. Goodnight Kagome- KC'

'Goodnight Kouga –Kagome'

Why was she smiling so hard? Why was she so happy? This didn't make any sense. Males had complimented her before, and her heart was never stirred by it the way it was now. Kouga had an effect on her. She didn't know when she officially began to like him, but it was clear to her now. Her eyes slipped back down to the love scene of the mystery novel. It was pretty erotic. The vivid details the author used left Kagome grinning and thinking how nice it would be to experience what the heroine was experiencing. Maybe with Kouga perhaps?

"Oh, what the hell am I thinking!?" she asked herself aloud, angrily.

She found a stopping point and climbed under the covers. Her thoughts were of none other than she and Kouga; holding each other in a tight embrace, forehead pressed to forehead, and joining in a slow, passionate kiss.

'Gods, what have I gotten myself into?' her last thought before she drifted off into an uninterrupted oblivion.

Author's Note: Thank you for all the support from followers, favoritors, and readers. The support makes me happy. I wanted to establish the drama setting in this chapter. As you can see, there's a storm brewing, and I can't wait to continue writing. However, chapter 5 may not be uploaded until next week due to the fact that I've had a death in the family, so I do not know how much time I will get this weekend to write, and I'm competing in the HOSA spring competition, and I need to start preparing. Just to let you know, I'm not being lazy, just busy. Review Please!