Sorry that it took me forever to update, i live in like the BFE and internet decided it didnt want to load last night! Wasnt a happy camper to say the least!

SO enjoy!

Inu-Yasha cussed as he hit his knuckle on a bolt, biting into his lip he tightened it as much as he could before sitting up and tossing the wrench back into the box. The sun was not being nice today, it beat down hot and hard, he could already feel a sunburn forming. Around him engines roared to life, others testing and tuning their cars. The heat races had already came and gone, Kagome once again winning pole in her pure stock class. He quickly snacted his bottle of water from beside the tool box and took a long big drink.

Kagome.

Ever since their kiss last night she had been on his mind non stop. They had texted til almost three am in the morning, he had even rushed to her house at ten to be with her alone before Miroku and Sango showed up. They had decided not to tell them til Mirokus party, Inu-Yasha still wanted to sing her song to her anyway. So it was taking everything he had not to sneak up on her wrap his arms around her tiny little waist and kiss her. Instead he took to just watching. Right now she was in her racing suit, but had tied the top part around her waist leaving her standing in just a plain black sports bra. Her hair once again in a high pony tail.

Gosh she was beautiful, and he seriously had no idea what he did in the past to end up with her but he had never been more thankful for his mothers exes then now. Now he was happy, now he had something to look forward to each day, seeing her smile.

"Yash!" Inu-Yasha jerked his attention to Miroku who came walking out of the trailer, "Get that bolt tight?"

"As tight as itll go, sucker aint moving."

"Good. We should be able to win this feature."

"Hitens in it again," Sango sighed going over her little notebook as she too walked out of the trailer, "As long as he doesnt play dirty like last year we'll be good but we have another problem."

"And whats that?" Kagome asked walking up and wiping her hands on an oil rag. Before Sango could even answer said problem came up.

"Aw look Naraku they actually think they can beat you!" Inu-Yasha inwardly groaned at the annoying voice that came from behind him. Kagomes shoulders sagged and she had on a "youve got to be kidding me face" face.

"Your racing?" She asked in disbelief.

"Of course Kagome, i couldnt let you have all the fun now could i?" Naraku grinned, his voice was cold and somewhat calcualed as if he had rehersed that line a million times, and something about the guy made inuyashas hair stand on end. He also couldnt help but notice Narakus eyes never left Kagome. Next to him Kikyo was once again hanging onto Narakus arm as if she was an accessory of some sort. She wore to tight of jeans and a way to tight v neck hot pink shirt. She didnt seem like the type of girl who would enjoy the dirt track. Hell she didnt seem like the type of girl who would enjoy dirt at all as a matter of fact.

"Hard to believe your suddenly into racing Naraku." Miroku spoke. His voice was cool as well but to anybody who knew him you could tell he was fighting to stay cool and collected. Narak shrugged finally turning his gaze away from Kagome to look at Miroku.

"Suddenly got the itch for it." He grinned. Miroku nodded and grinned then it was gone.

"Of course."

"Scared hes going to beat you monk?" Kikyo purred. Kagome snorted and Kikyos eyes turned to slits. "Problem Higurshi."

"Just worried how your face is going to look when i sling mud all over it." Kagome grinned.

"Trash talk all you want to your just afraid your not going to win anything. Youll be out of comission in no time." Kikyo hissed.

"Enough" Naraku growled and Kikyo quieted down, pulling back a step behind Naraku. Sango raised a questioning eyebrow and Miroku shrugged.

"PURE STOCKS TO STAGGING FOR THE FEATURE, PURE STOCKS TO STAGGING." Was annouced into the pits. Kagome watched Naraku and Kikyo walk over to their trailer. She had a sick feeling in her gut. Something was definatly off about him, more than what usually was. But she shook her head and let it go. She was damn good behind the steering wheel and she wasnt going to let no psycho try to intimidate her at all. With another snort she untied the arms of her racing suit and slipped it on, zipping it up as Inu-Yasha and Miroku put on the hood.

"Keep an eye on him Kagome." Sango sighed as she passed her her racing gloves, "Something isnt right."

"We'll record the race to make sure he doesnt do anything dirty." Miroku replied coming up to them, Inu-Yasha right behind. "Just keep your focus on the race and nothing else and youll be fine." Kagome nodded and climbed into the car, locking the steering wheel into place she smiled at Inu-Yasha when he passed her her helmet.

"Be careful," He whispered.

"Always am." And with that she slipped on her helmet and flipped up the start switch, pushing the button the car roared to life beneath her. She gave a thumbs up and headed off to staging. Cars lined the staging lanes as rusty bolts finished their feature. Kagome gripped and un gripped the steering wheel, getting into focus. They got the thumbs up from the flag man and made there shift to get onto the track. She couldnt hear the crowd over the roar of the ten pure stock cars but she could see them as they came to a stand still on the back stretch, letting the rusty bolt feature winner take his winning picture and climb into the car.

They would make a lap around, getting a chance to wave at their fans and the race would start once the flag man dropped the green flag on the next bout around. Kagome waved to her fans on the front stretch and headed into turn one. Once out of turn two she began to steady herself. As soon as she came out of turn four she knew that green would be dropped. Sure enough it all happened in a flash. The green flag dropped and the roar of the motors was deafening. Kagome slammed on the gas and took off. A quick tap of the breaks and turn of her wheel and she slid through turn one into turn two coming out of it three wide with Naraku and Hiten, her car mere inches infront of them. A sudden slam to her rear corner panel had her car a little shaky and it didnt take a genius to know who done it. She gritted her teeth and pushed on sliding through turn three out of turn four. The fans swished by in a blur as she found herself once again sliding into turn one. Another bump to her car almost had her fish tailing. She kept her car on track though, she wasnt that bad of a driver and knew how to handle her car but someone was determined to knock her off. Heading down the back stretch out of the corner of her eye she saw narakus car come up her passanger side. He pulled back and then jerked in, ramming her passanger side door. She held steady and slid through turn three and four. But this time on the front stretch when he did it again she was ready. He came up her drivers side this time, and even through his helmet she could see his cold grin. He pulled to the left and quickly jerked his wheel to the right. Quickly Kagome slammed onto her breaks, Naraku flew past the nose of her car and hit the concrete barrier between the track and the stands. His car drove up the fence at first and then fell back onto its roof, flipping over a time or two it finally came to a stop on its side in turn one. His car had rolled from middle of the front stretch to turn one, a pretty decent distance. The black flag dropped signaling all cars to stop and all engines to be shut off. Fire crews, tow trucks, and the ambulance rushed onto the track as many drivers began to climb out of there cars to witness what was going on. Kagome stood on her roof, her helmet at her feet as she watched Narakus crew push the car over to its tires. Thankfully Naraku had crawled out moments before, his racing safety gear making his injuries a minimum of cuts and a few bruises. Although she couldnt stand Naraku she never wanted to see a fellow racer hurt.

It took almost thirty mintues to clean off the debre from Narakus car and to get the others going. After the yellow flag was waved and the green flag held up, which was the signal for an outlaw restart the race was on again, this time leaving her only to deal with Hiten.

An outlaw restart meant the restart would happen on the back stretch of the track instead of the front. A cone was placed on the track, racers were not allowed to pass another until they passed that cone. Passing before the cone resulted in yet another restart. Since officials hadnt found the cause of the wreck to be her fault Kagome had go to keep her place at the front. Which was good because with only three laps to go it would be hard moving up from the back to the front again.

The green flag dropped once again on the back stretch and Kagome was gone. Sliding out of turn four she took off like it was nothing. Again the screaming crowd went by in a blur but couldnt be heard over the roar of her engine. A quick jerk of the wheel and she flew in and out of turn one and two. Shifting out of turn two she booked it once again down the back stretch, catching up with the tail end of the group.

It was over in a matter of minutes, she finished the last two laps and took the checkered flag inches infront of Hitens nose. Yes! She got it! She hit the roof in celebration as she took another lap around the track, giving the other competitors a moment to get off the track. Quickly she parked infront of the flag stand. The gang was already there pulling down her window net so she could climb out. She had done tossed her helmet into the passanger side of the car. Sitting on the seal of the window she beat the roof of her car and held her fist up. The crowd went wild, roaring and clapping as her fans began to come out to the car to get their picture taken.

"Ladies and gentlemen the winner of our Pure Stock Feature, Kagome Higurishi!" Another roar of the crowd, "Kagome you almost didnt get to stand here this evening, looks like a contestant had it out for you." Kagome laughed as the anoucer held the mic to her face. She stood inbetween Inu-Yasha and Miroku, there arms around her shoulders, hers around their waist.

"I thought he had me there for a moment to, but if theres one thing any other racer will tell you its this. Dont come to a show thinking you know what your doing the first time in a car. This is a race not a demolition derby. We've got a little bit more class than that." The crowd roared in agreement. The annoucer stepped back letting the track staff pass the checkered flag to Inu-Yasha and the trophy to Miroku. Miroku sat the trophy on the hood of the car and Inu-Yasha passed the flag to a child fan. Both boys helped lift the kids to sit on the hood of the car for pictures before turning back to the front. Sango tucked herself into Mirokus side as everyone stood ready. Everyone behind them, including the team, held up their pointer finger up, number one. A few pictures were snapped and the crowd slowly started to head back into the stands, a few lagging behind to congradulate her. Not that she minded, she loved talking to her fans. Her and Sango squealed and hugged before she slid back into the car to clear the track for the UMPs.

Once back at the trailer she got out and did a little dance. Sango laughed as they bumped hips and then high fived. Across the pits you could hear metal hit metal and both girls turned to see Naraku stomping back into his trailer. Kagome shook her head and looked at Sango.

"He played dirty.." Sango mumbled, hands on her hips.

"We knew he would." Kagome shrugged.

"That could have been bad Kags." Miroku reasoned, walking up to the trailer trophy in hand.

"It could have been but it wasnt." She pushed, "he under estimated my driving and he shouldnt have done that."

"True he shouldnt have, but we under estimated his dirty-ness." Inu-Yasha spoke stopping beside Miroku, "thats something we shouldnt do again." She nodded as they all took another look at Narakus trailer. It was closed up now, but everyone knew that just behind those doors, something was waiting to come out.

"Lets load up and Partyyyy!" Sango hollard wrapping her arms around one of inu-yashas and one Mirokus shoulder, dragging them down to her level. The boys grinned and nodded.

"I agree!" With a laugh they all began to load up the trailer. Ready to let loose and forget about the night.

Sorry again that it was short, i wanted to get some racing feel into it! Ill post again soon! Working on the next chapter as you read this one!