Be Mine!
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Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha but I do borrow the characters and further complicate their lives. Or uncomplicate their lives? I mean at least they aren't fighting demons, spirits, and two headed monsters.
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8: 6 Degrees To A Broken Heart
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We watched the season pull up its own stage
And catch the last weekend of the last week.
Before the gold and the glamour have been replaced
Another sun-soaked season fades away.
You have stolen my heart.
You have stolen my heart.
--Dashboard Confessionals
"Stolen"
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Early morning light filtered through drawn curtains. Kagome felt the sunlight heavy on her face and pried one eye open in a sad attempt to wake up. The whiteness of the ceiling invaded her peripheral vision. The light exacerbated her throbbing headache. Kagome closed them again and reached for the bedside table. She patted the countertop in search of her alarm clock. But came up empty. God, what time was it? The more she moved, the more her head hurt. It felt like a civil war had just taken place in her head. Her first instinct was to vomit but she was too tired to tear her body off the bed. She had no recollection of the night before. How she managed to get home and get into bed was a mystery. At the moment, last night seemed more like a dream than a reality. Maybe it was. Kagome tugged on the comforter and sunk deeper into the sheets. It felt good to be under the covers. And for some reason, it smelled different. It was a familiar smell. Very sweet but masculine. Kagome's eyes shot open and she scanned the room nervously. She looked down at the sheets. These weren't her sheets. This wasn't her bed! This wasn't her room!
Panic pained her face. Kagome was sure she was in a boy's room. Nothing in the room looked feminine. Kagome drew a deep breath and searched the room for a second body but found she was alone. Trophies and awards plastered the walls. She threw the covers off her body and said a little prayer before finally looking down at her hopefully clothed body. She gave a sigh of relief when she realized that the only articles of clothes missing were her shoes. Kagome tried to gather her thoughts. She strained her mind trying to rewind the last hours of her life. She remembered being in a club. She remembered bickering with Inuyasha. Inuyasha!
Kagome eyed a picture at the far end of the room. It was a junior high picture but she was positive that the boys in the picture were Inuyasha, Miroku, Kouga, and Hojo…Hojo! Kagome slipped off the bed and tiptoed towards the picture to get a closer look at the boy of her dreams. The door opened and Inuyasha stood holding the doorknob. Kagome stepped back and tripped on the carpet. She fell onto the floor, back first, and stared uneasily at Inuyasha. He was only in his boxers. Kagome wanted to cover her eyes but thought better of it. It wasn't a bad view…
Inuyasha walked towards her and bent to help her up.
"It's okay. I can get up!" Kagome was in shock. She didn't know why she was here. She didn't know what happened last night. The only thing that kept running through her mind was that she had lost her virginity with Inuyasha and he was so good, he didn't even have to take her clothes off.
"Did we use protection?"
"What!" Inuyasha leaped back.
"How did I get here!"
"I'll tell you if you lower your voice."
"I will if you put some clothes on." Kagome turned away and let Inuyasha stand up. He was just wearing boxers; Kagome didn't want to see anything she wasn't ready to see.
"Sorry, I slept in the guest room. I just came in here to check on you."
Check on me? Or rape me while I was sleeping.
Kagome turned to face him. He was looking towards the door. Kagome could not believe it. He still looked absolutely perfect even after he just woke up. And he probably didn't have more than three hours of sleep. Kagome tugged on her hair in an effort to tame her mane. She must look like a monster! If life wasn't hard enough, now Inuyasha saw her at her worst.
"You haven't answered my question. Why am I here?"
Inuyasha scratched the back of his head and posed in contemplation. Kagome watched him from across the room and felt herself go red. He was every bit as flawless from the face down. His muscles were defined and sculpted to perfection. He was the embodiment of Adonis. His boxers hung loosely on the bones of his sides. Kagome turned away and sighed. She reminded herself that this was just teenage hormones. She wasn't attracted to him.
Kagome was impressed at how surprisingly calm she was, considering she was in a room with a boy she hardly knew and he was practically naked. She would have normally been screaming and probably whacking him with a blunt object. But somewhere, very deep inside of her, she trusted Inuyasha and knew nothing had happened between them. It was a very small part of her. In all honesty, it was the killer headache that was stopping her from inflicting violence.
"Well, it's a long story. Basically you passed out drunk and I don't know where you live so I snuck you into my house." Kagome guessed that summed it all up. She just hoped she didn't say or do anything she would regret later.
Kagome wiped the eye boogers from the corners of her eyes and crawled towards the bed. She was a victim to drowsiness. Though she would have loved to be at home, safe and sound, she didn't mind having to crawl back into Inuyasha's sweet smelling bed. Inuyasha grabbed her gently on the shoulder.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm going back to bed. My head is pounding." Kagome shrugged off Inuyasha's hand and headed towards the bed.
"You can't stay here. You have to go home. My parents might come in any minute. And I have school in an hour!"
Kagome was now on his bed. She collapsed onto the sheets and squeezed her arms around a free pillow. It was still warm. Kagome couldn't help but close her eyes. Just a minute, she told herself. The throbbing in her head was beginning to subside ever so gradually. Inuyasha stared down at Kagome and tried to wake her by hitting the bed. Still Kagome continued to sleep. Inuyasha shook her slightly. Kagome stirred a little but she didn't wake up.
Inuyasha put his hands on his hips and stared down at her. When she was asleep, she looked peaceful. No one would ever know she was so annoying. Her lashes flustered and her mouth was slightly open. Half her face was covered by chocolate brown hair. Inuyasha looked around suspiciously and bent down to touch her face. He hesitated but the first brush of his fingertips on her delicate fair skin compelled him to continue. He swept the hairs away from her face. He could not restrain himself. He felt possessed by hormones. He bent down closer. His face was just millimeters away from her face. He could hear her heart beating. Or was that his? He felt magnetically drawn to her.
What are you doing? You're such a pervert!
His mind was going back and forth. Hormone against reason. Attraction versus Self-restraint. Who was he kidding? He was a man of very little rationale and his hormones made up practically 75 percent of who he was. He gave in to himself, closed his eyes, and softly pressed his lips against hers. She did not stir. He stepped back and hid in a corner. He draped his arms around his knees and watched her from a distance.
Now he felt completely guilty for being rash and forcing himself on her when she was unconscious. But really, this would be the only moment he'd have a chance with her. He tilted his head back and exhaled. He didn't know until last night just how much she liked Hojo. She may even love Hojo.
Inuyasha thought back to the night before and lightly banged his head against the wall. The chances of him winning her heart seemed to be just an impossible dream now. He thought that maybe if he tried to act cordially towards her, she might open her heart to him. But their personalities always clashed. And despite his best efforts, they always ended up at each other's throats. He wanted to show her he had a soft side. But was she willing to see this side of him? Although she might never love him back, he was willing to continue to protect her.
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Across town in a slightly more modest home, Kohaku had just awakened from his own drunken slumber. He placed a clammy hand to his forehead to calm the nausea he was feeling. He resisted the urge to vomit. Little recollections of what had happened last night began to filter back into his memory. He was a small guy who never drank before. He knew after the third bottle of beer that he had gone past his limit. But the more he drank, the better he felt. He was beginning to worry that maybe he might like that feeling too much and become an alcoholic. He was thinking AA meetings when he felt movement near him. Kohaku looked down and saw the top of Kanna's head. She had slept beside him all night. Her head was resting by his side and the reminder of her body was on the floor. She looked uncomfortable but sleeping.
Kohaku felt his heart palpitate. Seeing her reminded him of why he had decided to drink in the first place. Despite the fact she forced him to continue to pretend to be her boyfriend, caused him to unintentionally cheat on Rin, and provided Sesshoumaru with a delusional perspective of him, Kohaku could not hate her for those reasons. He did not hate her but he could not decipher the true feelings he had for her. This was the reason why she drove him over the edge. He was dead scared that he was beginning to like her as more than a business partner.
Before he could close his eyes to settle his nausea, he abruptly vomited on the floor, barely missing Kanna. Kanna awakened and looked down at the puddle of vomit by her feet, on her skirt, and sweater. Her initial reaction was to throw up too. But she threw a hand over her mouth to stop the urge. Kohaku rose from his place on the couch and immediately began to wipe her down, using his own shirt as a rag. He felt so horrible and embarrassed.
"Kanna, I am so sorry! I'm so sorry." Kohaku continued to repeat this phrase as he wiped her clean with his shirt.
Kanna put her hand on his to stop him from rubbing her sweater, "Kohaku, um, you're rubbing a little too, um, high." Kohaku looked down at his hands and realized he was touching her breast. He looked up and saw that Kanna had turned a bright red.
"Oh my god! I am so sorry. I didn't…you know I didn't mean to…um…right?" He finally let go of her lady lumps and backed off.
Kanna froze and tilted her head to the side, "Um, what is that?" Kohaku drew closer to her and stared at the soggy object clinging to the tip of her hair.
"I think it's a piece of buffalo wing." He heard Kanna scream. She stood and frantically ran around in circles screaming for him to take it out.
He led her to the bathroom and turned on the faucet. He let the water run until a small pool accumulated. Kohaku took Kanna's hair and washed it gently in the water. Before Kanna could tell him that it was okay and she was just overreacting, he already had a dime-size amount of shampoo in the palm of his hands. Although he didn't quite feel well, he felt extremely guilty for puking on her, especially after she had slept next to him all night.
"Kohaku, you don't have to do this. You must feel awful having so much to drink last night."
He couldn't tell her the truth that he felt better after he vomited in the living room.
"Don't worry about me." Or else you'll make me more confused.
"It's just a piece of meat."
"That just happened to come out of my mouth."
Kanna cringed. That was true. The truth was disgusting.
Kohaku finished washing her hair and toweled her off. "I'm sorry I puked on you."
"It's okay." She was facing him now as he toweled her off. Their eyes met.
"I'm sorry I touched your boob."
Kanna turned red again. She leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. Kohaku didn't know what the right reaction to that was. If he let it slide, she might think he enjoyed it, which he did. But she didn't need to know that. If he went berserk, she might cry. He just smiled and watched her walk off.
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The night before, Kazumi Night Club
Inuyasha felt like someone had stabbed him repeatedly in the chest. He stomped into the room like he meant business and grabbed Kagome forcefully by the arm. She flew off the waiter effortlessly. Inuyasha could smell the stench of alcohol on her clothes and breath. He had a strong urge to scold her but thought better of it. She was a nuisance without the aid of alcohol. He didn't want to increase her irritability. After his encounter with Miroku, he didn't have much fight left in him.
But he snapped when he saw that the three top buttons of her shirt were unbuttoned and some cleavage was showing. He set Kagome aside and lifted the guy by the neck. The waiter did not resist. He willingly stood up to meet Inuyasha's gaze.
Inuyasha was on fire. A bomb had just gone off. "What the hell are you doing with her?"
The waiter put his hands up to ward off possible blows to the face and shook his head, "I didn't know she was yours! Honest!"
The waiter could feel his lungs collapsing, screaming for more air. His face was turning a deathly shade of blue. Inuyasha let him go and he fell to the ground like debris. The waiter grasped for air and curled into a fetal position. After seconds of recuperation, he crawled out of the room and out into the music filled air.
Kagome, in the meantime, had resorted to laughter. She thought the show was a little funny. Actually, everything to her was funny. Her big toe was hilarious.
Inuyasha bent down and stared at her. He wasn't sure how much she had drank but he was positive that every sense of reason in her body was gone, out the window. Everything she said from now on would either be completely incoherent or blatantly honest. Sincerely, he was a little scared about what might come out of her mouth next. He sat her down on a chair and offered her some water.
"I'd rather have some more champagne."
Inuyasha shook his head, "No way. You are going to have some water to take some of that alcohol out of your system."
Kagome cupped her head, "Dude, the room is seriously spinning. Can you make it stop?"
Inuyasha rolled his eyes and held the water to her mouth. She took some baby sips and looked up at him. Their eyes held. Her mouth curved into a grin.
"You have pretty eyes." She was lost in the moment.
"Just drink your water." Inuyasha was sure he was red. He was thankful she was much too drunk to notice.
"Really, you do. Like, they're so…pretty. And big and black." She tugged on his shirt and he flew towards her. They were so close that he could feel her breath warm on his face. Though he knew he should pull back, he couldn't resist but linger in her warm.
"Kagome, what are you doing?" Inuyasha was uneasy.
"Just looking at you. You know, I think you're really hot."
Gulp. "You do?"
Kagome's smile grew. "You're as handsome as Hojo."
Stab to the heart. Inuyasha pulled back and set the water on the table. Kagome had settled back to laughing for no reason. She sank down onto the rug and crawled towards him. Inuyasha watched her inch closer. His heart was heavy with jealousy. She pulled herself up so she could look him in the eye. He backed off but did not move away.
She bit her lip. "Don't tell anyone but I have a secret." She pressed her finger to her lips. "I don't know if I should tell you."
If it had anything to do with her liking Hojo, he'd rather not know.
"But you know Inuyasha, I might just tell you because I like you."
You do?
"You seem like a good friend."
Another stab to the heart. "Kagome I think we should leave."
"Don't you want to know my secret?"
"Maybe next time." He could just guess what her secret was. And he didn't want to hear it from her lips.
Kagome pressed her body against his, giving Inuyasha the opportunity to see an eye-full of plump breasts. He turned away but could still feel them grazing his arm. He nearly keeled over.
"Kagome…" But Kagome was gone, passed out beside him. Inuyasha turned to her and sighed. He pulled her closer to him and sat there for a moment, relinquishing in the stolen moment. She felt right beside him.
He heard her begin to mumble. Her words were slurring. She was half awake and half asleep. She wrapped an arm around his lean body. Inuyasha stared down at her arms hugging him towards her and nearly fainted. If he sat there any longer, he might do something he'd regret in the morning. He slowly stood up, pulling her towards him. She stood limp beside him like a rag doll. Inuyasha knew he'd have to carry her all the way home.
Inuyasha bent to raise her legs. She slumped sleepily on his shoulder. He pulled her towards his body and she slung an arm around his neck, cradling her closely to him. He exited out the doors of the room and the nightclub. The congregation of random bystanders had dwindled down. A couple street racers remained beside their cars in the dead of the night. Inuyasha strolled pass them with Kagome in his arms. She was heavier than he thought and he was losing strength. But he liked her close to him so after a couple blocks, the weight was less of a struggle.
"Hojo…" Inuyasha paused and looked down at her heartbroken. He felt as though he had lost a fight he never even fought. He could not believe she had the power to break him. He did not know how far he had fallen for her. The pain in his heart was a bitter testament to his feelings. Love had horrible repercussions.
Inuyasha reached his house and entered through the back. The sweat was coming off him in globs. He wasn't sure if he was going to make it to his room. She hugged him closer and he sprinted up the stairs and in his room. He lay her down on his bed. He wasn't sure if he should take her clothes off. He settled for just her shoes. He covered her with the blanket and watched her sleep for a few minutes. He went down to get her some water.
After he returned, he decided that he'd never mention this to her. The memory of her whispering Hojo's name was enough of a reminder of what happened that night for him. He bent down to look at her.
"Inuyasha remember that secret."
Inuyasha nearly fainted from the sound of her voice. He thought she was asleep. But she was in an in-between state. Asleep but slightly conscious. "Yeah."
"Will you still be my friend if I tell you?" Her voice was nearly a whisper. He leaned in closer to understand her.
"Sure."
"I…" Inuyasha looked at her and realized she had fallen asleep. Inuyasha smiled and brushed the hair scattered across her face. He leaned in and kissed her on the forehead.
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Miroku paced back and forth in his room listening to Staind's Run Away. He felt like running away and falling off a cliff. He was still mad at Inuyasha. And he was still in love with Sango. His life used to be so easy. He'd like someone and they'd like him back. Somewhere between then and now, he had obviously lost some sex appeal. He patted his hair and shrugged. He wasn't balding. He wasn't gaining any weight. If you asked him, he was practically perfect. Sango should consider herself to be so lucky he wanted to be with her. Besides, he was saving her some heartbreak. Inuyasha was in love with Kagome. And it was some kind of mad crazy love that Miroku couldn't understand. Inuyasha has never admitted to liking Kagome, of course, but Miroku knew these things. He was practically an expert. And he has known Inuyasha since they were kids. He couldn't hide anything from him.
Sango was in for a lot. Inuyasha was attached to a heavy supply of drama. He also had a bad history with women. Yup, Sango was not prepared to be with Inuyasha. Miroku threw the door open and descended the stairs two feet at a time. His mother had died after he was born and his father had died last year from a heart attack. He lived alone now. He had inherited all of his father's fortunes, enough to ensure that he'd never have to work for the rest of his life.
It was lonely sometimes and he missed his father a lot. He was particularly close to him and his passing was hard. But Miroku felt he couldn't dwell on the past. He had to move on. The hardest part of the day was getting up in the morning and pretending nothing hurt and then crossing his father's room, knowing he'd never be with him again. To ease his pain, he rarely stayed home. His father's lawyer had suggested that he sell the house and buy an apartment but Miroku was against it. It just seemed wrong for him to give away the only connection he had to his parents.
Miroku grabbed an apple on the kitchen counter and headed out the door to confront the world. He rarely used his father's cars. He liked the idea of walking more because it cleared his mind. Lately the only thing on his mind was Sango.
He felt so helpless. He felt sick to his stomach. Miroku always had girls flock to him. He wasn't sure how to go to a girl and win her heart. He guessed he'd do what girls did for him. He'd send her flowers, take her out to dinner, buy her chocolates, stalk her, and maybe throw an article of clothing at her. He shook his head. No, throwing a pair of boxers at her didn't sound as appealing as girls throwing lace panties at him. And the stalking part probably wasn't legal.
Where did she live? What was her favorite color? He needed some answers. And he knew just where to get them. She had a brother, didn't she? And he went to school with him. He was one grade below. There was also Tohu. Last time he checked, they were still going out. He definitely didn't want the drama that came with stealing someone else's girlfriend.
Miroku often took the bus in the mornings and though he never noticed anyone worth mentioning, he swore he might have seen that Kohaku kid on the bus once or twice. Miroku got to the bus stop just in time. He hopped on and flashed his bus pass to the driver. He scanned the bus for any signs of Kohaku. He spotted him in the second to last row. His head was pressed against the window and he appeared to be sleeping. Miroku strolled down the aisle and took the empty seat next to him. Kohaku didn't stir. Miroku poked him on the arm. Kohaku opened an eye and looked beside him to Miroku.
He looked like death ran over twice. Miroku smirked and settled comfortably in his seat, waiting for him to wake completely. Kohaku didn't look in the mood to discuss business.
"Hey, what happened to you?"
Kohaku looked perplexed. He checked himself to make sure this wasn't a dream. He couldn't get around the fact that someone from his school was talking to him. And not just a random person. This was Kaho Miroku. He was one of the most popular kids in school.
"Are you listening to me?" Miroku was growing impatient. He was beginning to think that he wasn't worth the time and effort to talk to. He always seemed like a real loser. He couldn't believe he had a hangover. It was only Tuesday for crying out loud!
"Yeah. Sorry. I had a rough night." And morning.
"Tell me about it."
They sat there in silence for minutes before Kohaku mustered enough courage to talk to him. He really hoped that his spontaneous vomiting had stopped. "Do you need something?"
Miroku didn't know how to even begin this conversation. Excuse me I like your sister, tell me everything you know about her.
"Well, this is complicated. And if I could, I'd solve it myself but I can't."
Kohaku really hoped that Miroku didn't need his help with anything illegal. He was in enough shit as it was. He wasn't use to this complex life.
"You have a sister, right?"
"Yeah. Sango." Great, if Sango got me into any trouble, I'll kill her!
"Well, I need to know everything you know about her."
"Why?"
"You don't need to know why," Miroku snapped. Kohaku leaned back against the window. He shook his head. He could not believe that the most popular guy in school liked his loser sister.
"She's really a pain in the ass."
"Don't you think I know that?"
"I don't get it. You could have any girl you want. Why her?" Well, Rin and Kanna could have any guy they wanted, why you?
"You don't need to know the details. Just tell me anything I need to know about her."
"Sorry to disappoint you but we aren't really that close."
Miroku wasn't disappointed. This just meant that he wouldn't go tattle tailing on him to his sister any time soon. "So get to know her."
"Well if I'm going to complicate my life, I want to know what's in it for me."
Miroku made a fist. The nerve of the guy. "I'll make sure you are treated better at school. Cool by association."
Kohaku considered that for a moment. He did like the sound of that. He had so many problems lately, it would help not having people belittle him. "Fine."
The bus came to a stop a couple blocks from their school. Miroku stood and looked out the window, "The first thing you have to do to be cool is to walk with me."
Kohaku stood. That sounded simple enough.
"And don't be freaked out by the crowd of girls."
Kohaku was confused. They exited the bus and they walked a block or two before a swarm of girls began to follow them. Kohaku looked behind him and smiled. He could get use to this.
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The gate to the school had closed just seconds before Kagome could slip inside unnoticed. She was hoping to sneak in after the usual cloud of late arrivers tried to make the first bell before class started. But she was too late. Half an hour late to be exact. Damn.
She had woken up from Inuyasha's bed just a few minutes after he left for school. She waited for the door to slam a second time, indicating his parents had left for the day, and frantically raced down the stairs and out of the house unnoticed. Thankfully, the gate could be opened from the inside. She walked the journey home and hastily made herself presentable. She had almost forgotten to put on her wig. Boy that would have made a couple people suspicious. But she was still late. No one was going to come to school thirty minutes late.
Kagome slumped back onto the brick wall that covered the school and looked around. She should have researched this a little more. How was she supposed to know the goddamn school had access cards? She went to a school that was a free for all. Though outsiders seldom went inside.
She spotted someone familiar approach the school. After instant recognition, she wasn't sure if she wanted to run away or hide. It was Kikyo. She was dressed casually in a knee-length jean skirt and stretchy white t-shirt. Funny, she always seemed like frills and lace kind of girl. They made eye contact. Kikyo quickened her steps slightly.
Kikyo's beauty never faltered. Her hair was long and hugged her petite frame just right. Kagome could see the immediate attraction Inuyasha had for her. Honestly, they made a good couple. Good looking girl and good looking guy.
"You're late."
Kagome nodded her head. "I got up late this morning." And she looked like she had just survived a hurricane. Her wig was a mess and possibly backwards. Her clothes were in disarray and her tie was undone.
"I can see that. Rough night?" Rough morning too.
"Yeah, I guess. What are you doing here?" Kagome was eager to change the subject.
"Nothing. Just passing through."
They stood there in silence, staring at each other and trying to piece together possible sentences in their heads. Finally Kikyo dug into her skirt pocket and retrieved a card. She handed the card to Kagome.
"What's this?"
"It's a key pass to the school."
"I…" Kagome felt uneasy. Kikyo could read her so well. Could she see through this disguise too?
"I guessed you forgot your key. Otherwise, you wouldn't be standing out here."
"How did you get this?"
"I use to date Inuyasha, remember?"
"But they only give these to students."
"I have my ways."
Kagome decided not to inquire further. But the thought was intimidating. Kikyo seemed to get anything she wanted so easily. She was a little scared of the things she knew and the things she could do.
"Thanks."
"You can keep it…just in case you forget yours again. I won't be needing it any time soon."
Kagome watched her stroll pass her. She wasn't convinced that she just happened across Ijumari. Ijumari wasn't close to anything in particular, especially nothing you could possibility want to go to so early in the morning. Kagome had sensed the drama that was lingering between Inuyasha and her. She knew that Kikyo wanted him back at any cost. But it seemed as though Inuyasha was reluctant to give in. She was beautiful but she also seemed like a conniving little bitch. Well, that's what Kagome thought. Plus, Inuyasha had revealed he was falling for someone else. Kagome was positive it wasn't Kikyo. Who was this mystery girl?
Kagome inserted the card into the receiver and watched the gates open. She'd have to hide in the bathroom or the nurse's station. She was beginning to think this was more a chore than a cool undercover mission. It was her second day and she still hadn't seen Hojo. And she could never get Inuyasha in the right mood to talk about his friends. Kagome sighed. She knew she'd have to set her sights lower. Kagome remembered the junior high picture in Inuyasha's room and knew just the person to bother today. She hoped Kouga had recovered from touching her man-boobs.
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Inuyasha was relieved to hear the lunch bell ring. He needed to piss real badly. Plus, he was eager to have the day done to go home to check on Kagome, if she was still there. It felt kind of good knowing she was at his home in his bed. He tried to hide the smile that was steadily creeping across his face. He still felt guilty of giving her that unwarranted kiss this morning. He went a little too far. But in all honesty, he did not regret it. Too bad she wasn't awake. She would have liked it. Nobody has complained yet.
He looked behind him and was surprised to find that Tohu hadn't come to class that morning. Despite the fact he was becoming a pest, he had to admit that he was beginning to like the little squirt. He couldn't put his finger on it but there was something about him that was very familiar.
Inuyasha gathered his things and headed to the bathroom. He should not have had that second bottle of water this morning. As a rule, no one is allowed to use the bathroom while class is in session. So he had to hold it for nearly three hours. By the third hour, he was ready to piss in his pants and he didn't care who knew. He raced down the hall and threw open the bathroom door.
Tohu was standing in front of a urinal. He looked transfixed by the object plastered to the wall. He leaped back in surprise when he saw Inuyasha come in.
"There you are." Inuyasha really didn't have time for chit-chat. He proceeded to unzip his pants.
It was then that Kagome caught sight of something she wasn't prepared to see. Kagome slammed her body against the wall and turned her head. She could not believe she was in the bathroom with Inuyasha and he was taking a leak. Inuyasha gave a loud sigh of relief that sounded almost orgasmic.
"Damn, I was holding this forever." He hit his fist against the wall in ecstasy. Kagome pressed her body further into the corner of the bathroom. When was he going to finish?
Inuyasha glanced at Tohu quizzically, "Did you need to use the bathroom?"
Kagome had come into the bathroom to hide out because the nurse's station was overcrowded. She got bored sitting on the toilet for the bell to ring so she wandered around. The bathrooms in Ijumari were fit for a president. The door opened to a luxurious waiting room. She wasn't sure why boys needed a waiting room. She was sure that they just did their business and left. Girls on the other hand went in packs and fixed their makeup. All the doors were handcrafted wood. Even the urinals were interesting, which was why she was found examining one.
Kagome had her eyes closed. Her mind kept going back to what she saw. She had to mentally slap herself across her face. Kagome tried to calm her mind. She was already turning an unsightly red. She didn't want Inuyasha to think that seeing all of him made her nervous.
"No, I already did. I'm going to go." Kagome strolled pass him and slipped into the waiting room.
Inuyasha finished washing his hands and caught up to her just before she opened the door to the courtyard. Even seeing him made her nervous. She kept telling herself to be calm but that just exacerbated her awkwardness. Inuyasha looked down at her and shrugged.
Kagome was taken back when she collided into another body. Defensively, she put her arms over her face to shield her from harm. But when she realized that Inuyasha was friends with him, her reaction instantly softened. She assumed that it was probably Miroku. She slowly put her arms down and her eyes rose to see Hojo. The redness in her face intensified. Again she felt those same nervous jitters. She forced herself not to react like she did yesterday. This was her chance.
His face had matured from the last time she saw him. He was still undeniably handsome. Kagome could hear her heart beating in her chest. She watched his mouth move as he talked to Inuyasha. Though she could not hear him speak because of her loud beating heart, she did not care. Every move he made was sensuous and totally hot.
"Tohu, this is Hojo," Inuyasha said.
Kagome snapped out of her momentary haze and stared into Hojo's eyes. She quickly decided to focus on the mole just above his eyebrow instead because she was finding it difficult to remain calm staring at him eye to eye.
"Hey Tohu. Are you new?"
Kagome nodded. She knew this was her chance to get to know him and be his friend but she couldn't get pass the nervousness taking over her body. The focus was lost from her body. And her heart was still frantic.
Hojo smiled. Kagome went over the edge. She cleared her throat to cover the moan that may have slipped from her mouth.
"Well, I'm going to go to the library. I'll see you guys later."
Kagome watched him leave. So that was it. He was gone and she was a damn fool.
She turned to Inuyasha. He looked annoyed. His body was tense and defensive. Though she couldn't quite concentrate in Hojo's presence, she was certain that Inuyasha's tone of voice wasn't his friendliest. If she thought back she swore she saw him look at Hojo not as a good friend but as an enemy. There was something sinister in his manner and it was making Kagome uncomfortable.
Inuyasha felt her stares and turned to her. Kagome saw clearly that his mood had turned sour.
"Are you guys fighting?" Kagome really hoped they weren't because she didn't want any bad blood between anyone that could potentially get her and Hojo together.
"No. What makes you think that?" The steam coming off your head?
Kagome shrugged, not wanting the conversation to turn rotten. She followed him out. Though she really wished she was studying in the library with Hojo. She could spy on him but that wouldn't necessary help her.
He sat on a nearby bench and sighed. He looked agitated. Kagome was sure he was just fine a couple minutes ago relieving himself in the bathroom.
Thankfully Kouga came to ease them of the awkward silence. He hesitated at first when he saw Kagome but he proceeded to walk towards them. Kagome turned away and sighed. She needed him to get over it so she could use him to snag some more valuable information on Hojo.
"Inuyasha, Miroku told me to tell you that he wants his red baseball cap back." Kouga took a seat next to him and grabbed some of the chips he was eating.
Inuyasha paused trying to recall the red baseball cap. "The one from elementary school?"
Kouga shrugged and grabbed more chips.
"You have to be kidding. He said I could have it." Inuyasha seemed very possessive of this infamous red baseball cap.
"That's what he told me."
"Where is he? And why isn't he telling me himself?"
"Hey, I'm just relaying the message. I have no part in this stupid fight."
Inuyasha tossed the remainder of the bag of chips to Kouga. "Well tell him that I'm not giving it back." Kagome rolled her eyes. Guys could be so immature sometimes.
Kouga munched on the chips and hopped off the bench. "Whatever. I have to get some books for Sensei Kamsu in the storage closet."
Kagome hopped off the bench as well. She could use the alone time with Kouga to discuss Hojo matters.
"Where are you going?"
"I'm going to go with Kouga. He might need some help carrying all those books."
"No. I don't need any help." Kagome could feel his tension. He shifted away from her.
"Sure, you do." Kagome tugged on his shirt and pulled him away. Inuyasha watched them in confusion. He took a bite of his roll and waved goodbye.
Once Kagome had forcibly dragged him into the hall, Kouga pulled away. "Hey! I never asked for any help!"
"Kouga are you and Inuyasha close?" Pretending she couldn't sense his discomfort.
He looked at her confused. "Why?"
"It's just a question."
Kouga looked scared. He glanced at her breasts again. She hoped she taped those suckers real good. He didn't seem to see anything "unnatural." So, she took this as a good sign.
"Well, we've known each other since we were kids but we aren't too close. He's much closer to Miroku. Or at least he was." Kouga snickered. Kagome was thankful that he was cooperating. He opened up much easier than Inuyasha and his wall of emotion.
"How about you and Hojo." She was slick as grease.
"Uh, he keeps to himself a lot. He's very focused on becoming powerful and wealthy and all that. Even though he's heir to a fortune." Aren't you all?
"So, you guys don't hang out that much?"
"Well, I mean I've gone out with him to dinner once or twice. But he always insists on eating pasta. For some reason, he just can't get enough spaghetti." Spaghetti. Check!
"So, his favorite food is spaghetti?"
"I guess." Kouga stopped in front of a door. Kagome guessed it was the storage closet. He reached to open the door. When the door was open, Kagome looked into a small room that housed various office supplies and old fax machines. Kouga went inside to scan for the books Sensei Kamsu wanted. Kagome followed him inside, hoping to get a little bit more out of him. She closed the door and flipped the light switch.
"Hojo seems like a real book worm."
Kouga searched through a couple shelves for the books. "Yeah. He is. He always has his head in a book. He likes to read those books by that Kafka guy." Kagome was impressed. And she liked Kafka! They had so much in common. Her attraction for him increased.
"Really?"
"Yeah. Hey I found them. Let's get out of here."
Kagome headed for the door. She tried the handle but it wouldn't budge.
"Hey, the door is lock."
"You closed the door?" Kouga screamed.
"Yeah, why?"
"Because all the doors here lock from the outside! Oh God, and the bell just rang! We could be in here for hours!" Kouga pulled on the door, trying to pry his way out. Kagome was pretty sure he wouldn't get it open. She stood behind him and watched him struggle for what seemed like hours.
In the last tug he lost grip of the door handle and flew back. He landed on Kagome. When she tried to get away, she felt his hand on her breast again. Kagome looked up. Kouga looked horrified and completely confused. His face was stressed. He was battling with emotions he never felt for another guy before.
Kagome kicked him off and scrambled to the corner. "What the hell are you doing?"
Kouga looked like he was going to cry. He was, somehow, attracted to another boy. But he was so positive that he was straight. Just that morning he was thinking bad thoughts about some girl on the street. He was even staring at her ass. He wanted to grab that ass!
"Sorry. I…" Kouga couldn't complete his sentence because he couldn't explain his actions. He deliberately wanted to touch her man-boobs.
"Tohu, you know I don't swing that way!"
Kagome couldn't very well help him with his identity crisis and tell him that she was really a girl in disguise. It would upset the balance of her scheme.
"Sure you aren't." Though he did want to kiss a person he thinks is a boy.
Kouga slumped down against the wall farthest from Kagome and nodded his head. "That's right."
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That's it for now! Please REVIEW! Thanks.
Spoilers. Only read ahead if you are on the edge of your seat, can't wait anymore, I'm going to die if I don't know what happens next kind of person.
-Kohaku and Kanna go on another date and Kohaku is very willing to move their fake relationship to a more physical level. For the purpose of making Naraku jealous, of course.
-Rin makes an appearance. Does she find them out?
-Kikyo and Inuyasha drama. Does Kikyo confront Inuyasha about her feelings? Does he give in because he's super horny and Kagome seems like a loss cause?
-The continuation of Kagome and Kouga Mishap. Kouga's confusion about his "feelings" might result in him getting a little bit more physical.
-Does Kikyo have history with Sesshoumaru? Or was it Naraku?
Well, if you guys want to know more, then you'll just have to wait for the next chapter. But you know, the more reviews the less this waiting process might be…who knows…
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