A/N: Hello again lovelies! I've got another chapter for you, I'm so proud of myself right now, let's hope I can keep this up. Anyways enjoy!

Buzzing. Why was there buzzing? Kagome thought groggily, reluctantly opening her eyes to find whatever was making that god awful sound.

"Oh right, alarm." She mumbled, her voice thick with sleep. Grabbing for her phone, she deactivated the alarm and sat up. Kagome glared at the device for a moment as though it had offended her before raising her arms high above her head, giving them a good stretch.

Deciding that she'd better get out of bed before the idea of going back to sleep became too tempting, she threw back the covers and reluctantly got out of bed. She made her way to the kitchen, stepping over her discarded scrubs. Kagome decided that she'd take care of that after she'd gotten some caffeine in her system. With that thought in mind, she turned her coffee maker on, grabbed a mug and popped in the cartridge.

While she was waiting for her coffee to brew she took a look around her apartment and frowned. She'd made quite a mess these past few days and these 12 hour shifts weren't helping. Clothing was scattered across the floor and her sink was rapidly filling with dishes. Coupled with her unmade bed and her things that she'd dumped in the entryway, her little apartment looked like a tornado had run through it. 'Speaking of tornadoes', Kagome thought with a smirk as a vision of Kouga appeared in her mind's eye, his signature tornado whirling around him whenever he approached; always stopping just far enough so she wouldn't be pelted with debris, just to check up on her and shower her with gifts and sweet words.

A small smile graced her lips at the thought of him as she brought her coffee with her and settled down onto her little sofa. After a moment she grabbed her phone, scrolling through her contacts until she found Kouga's number. She stared at it for a bit, wondering where to go from there. Should she contact him now? Wait until later? Would he be busy? After a bit of thinking and a few gulps of her coffee she decided that getting ahold of him sooner was better than later and typed up a quick hello and sent it before the butterflies gathering in her belly had a chance to stop her.

0O0

Kouga's ears perked when he heard his phone chime. He put down his tools and grabbed his phone, smiling when he saw the message he'd been waiting for since this morning.

'Hey :)'

'Hey there sleepy head :) feeling any better?'

'Much better thanks what are you up to?'

'Just working on a project. You still up for doing something tomorrow?'

'Yeah :) did you have anything in mind?'

'How do you feel about coming to a party?'

'Sounds fun what are we celebrating?'

'The boys might've called the whole pack and told them how you saved Ginta's ass and now they wanna celebrate your miraculous return lol'

'Lol that sounds just like them. What time does it start?'

'We're starting around 8 do you mind if I pick you up early?'

'Yeah that's fine :)'

'K I'll be there at 6 keep an eye out for a green Suzuki'

'Car or bike?'

'Take a wild guess ;)'

'Of course you have a motorcycle'

'Of course ;p'

'Lol I've gotta get ready for work so I'll talk to you later k?'

'K last question, can you still speak wolf?'

'Lol I'm not sure I haven't had anyone to practice on'

'Well you'll have plenty of practice tomorrow ;) have a good night at work and be safe'

'Yes sir ;)'

Kouga stared at the screen for a moment, a smirk on his face. His Kagome was just as much of a spitfire now as she had been all those years ago if not more so. Getting to know her again was definitely going to be interesting and who knew, maybe she'd let him court her properly this time. She certainly seemed receptive to him, however he'd just popped back into her life when she thought that there no more of his kind wandering the earth. It could be that she was just excited to see an old friend and nothing more, though the memory of how her face lit up when she saw him and how she clung to him for dear life earlier that morning had given him some hope. For now he'd play it by ear and take it slow with her and let her decide which path to take.

0O0

Kagome looked at her apartment with a satisfied smile. After her conversation with Kouga she'd hopped in the shower and then tidied up. The laundry would have to wait since it was raining but at least she didn't have to worry about watering the plants that sat on her balcony.

Kagome twisted her hair on top of her head, securing it tightly with an elastic before changing out of her sweats and pulling on her scrubs. Checking to make sure she had everything with her, she grabbed her umbrella and headed out the door, almost expecting Kouga to be there waiting for her. She rolled her eyes at the thought, she hadn't asked him to meet her so there would be no reason for him to come for her, but she still had the tiniest twinge of disappointment when she saw that he wasn't there. Shaking her head at such silly thoughts she made sure her door was locked before heading down the stairs and heading to the train station.

While she walked, her mind kept drifting back to Kouga. 'Can you still speak wolf?' She played the question through her mind and smiled. She wasn't surprised that he'd remembered since he told her once that she had been the only human he knew of that had bothered to even try and learn. The memory brought a smile to her face.

It had been a quiet day in the fuedal era, a rare day of peace and quiet and the group had taken advantage of the peace to rest. Kagome had been studying for a rather important test and had her face buried in her text book for what felt like hours when Kouga had shown up just to visit. He'd sat with her after he'd curiously asked what she was doing and continued asking questions, finding himself interested by the subject.

Ginta, Hakkaku and the wolves that accompanied him lounged nearby, their barks, yipps and growls becoming more frequent, telling Kagome they were talking, oblivious to the fact that she could understand them. She'd begun to pick up the language when Kouga had started showing up more frequently, his visits becoming longer. She could understand most of what they were saying, something about how she should come to her senses and leave with them and let Kouga mate her. She had blushed at the bold statement and had noticed how Kouga tensed up beside her before growling at them to shut their traps and dared them to speak so freely in her native tongue. Hakkaku tried to placate him, "Don't be mad boss, we didn't mean any harm, and Sis can't understand us so no harm done right?" Kouga opened his mouth to say something when Kagome tried her hand at speaking.

"Sis understood everything." She growled out clumsily, hoping her tone came across as teasing. She felt her face heat up as she felt everyone's eyes on her and her lips drew into a tight smile, trying her best not to laugh when she saw Kouga's stunned expression but couldn't hold it in anymore when he'd barked out a laugh, telling his wolves that that's what they got for underestimating his woman. He'd laughed harder when he noticed Inuyasha's irritation with her little stunt and watched as he stormed off. From that day on Kouga made it a point to help her practice whenever he visited until she was nearly fluent.

Stifling a giggle, she got on the train and quickly found a seat, thankful that the after school rush was over. She thought about this new Kouga, he was still the same and yet so different. His confidence and cocky attitude were still ever present, though it was toned down a bit which she appreciated. She was glad that he'd grown back his hair, he'd told her this morning that he had cut it short when he'd been in the army and then when he was a police officer. She hadn't believed him until he'd pulled up an image on his phone of the Tokyo police force from the 50's and pointed himself out. She must've made a face because he laughed and told her that he didn't like the way it looked either and began growing it out as soon as he'd retired.

When she asked exactly how old he was he simply shrugged and mouthed '650' when an elderly couple passed by. She told him that he had aged gracefully when he had jokingly complained about feeling so old. He only looked to be maybe ten years or so older than her and she couldn't deny she found him more attractive now than she ever had in the past. Six hundred and fifty years looked good on him.