So, about the Kagome/Stiles fic...I'll be working on it...eventually. It will mostly be the same as this one, except for the whole relationship thing, which in itself will warrant a bunch of changes, but you know what I mean. And the launch for that is TBD, it is last priority, I still have this one to work on as well as my other story, That Wicked and Needy Type of Love, which is a Vampire Diaries (TV Show) and A Great and Terrible Beauty (Book) crossover. If you didn't catch that, I am trying to market my other story, That Wicked and Needy Type of Love. Is is working? I have some Kagome/Isaac fluff? (idk, it seems like a bit more than just normal fluff ;), anyways...) in this chapter. Yeah, that's all I have to say.

Italicseither mean a work is being stressed, or the speaker, Kagome, is speaking in Japanese.

I got a visitor so early the next morning that it was still classified as nighttime. This visit came from my favorite person, my Isaac. I don't know how he got into my apartment, but I knew that supes could do some pretty impossible things when they wanted, so I didn't worry about it too much. He was hanging out in the darkest corner of my room (okay Edward Cullen), only his flashing yellow eyes giving away his location. I had been asleep, splayed across my queen-sized bed when I jerked awake, feeling his aura close to me.

"Isaac..." I greeted sleepily. "What are you doing here?"

"I wanted to see you. I'll just go now..."

"No!" I protested groggily. "Stay. C'mon. I have more than enough room." I pulled back the covers offering him the space next to me. He looked at the spot longingly, but it looked like he wasn't sure about accepting. "Hurry up!" I yelled, startling him into action, "it's chilly out there." When he had nothing on but his jeans, he joined me in my bed, as far away as possible.

That was not going to work as I was a hardcore cuddler, always had been. So I tugged him closer to me, until I was plastered to his left side. I threw a leg over both of his, effectively trapping him, threw my arms around his waist, then rested my head at the junction of his neck and shoulder. At first Isaac froze up with my seeming 'forwardness,' but then he got with the program and held me to him with his left arm. I let out a contented sigh and worked on recapturing my place in my abandoned dream, which was more than likely about Isaac anyway.

When I woke up, sunlight was just starting to find its way into my room. I didn't use an alarm clock. Didn't need it after all that time traveling with Inuyasha who conditioned us to wake up at the buttcrack of dawn. I felt a presence behind me and remembered my invitation to Isaac last night. I blushed only a little bit.q

Our positions last night had changed into his front pressed along every inch of my back, left leg in between both of mine. His nose buried in my neck. His left hand on my hip, his right hand under my shirt, loosely cradling my bare breast. I really blushed at that. Seems that shy little Isaac liked to get fresh under the guise of sleep. I couldn't say that I didn't enjoy it.

The trick was getting untangled from him without waking him. If he woke up like this, he would be way embarrassed and we probably wouldn't work back up to this stage of intimacy for a while. I knew what I wanted, and I wanted it asap, so I just had to ease him into it.

But first, untangling myself.

First thing I tried was moving the not-so-offending hand. Only problem was that as soon as I moved on to work on something else the hand came back, complete with a friendly squeeze. So I tried moving away slightly. All that got me was a growl, a nip on the ear, and he moved to replant himself to my backside. Somehow I found away to turn to face him, which came with its own set of problems (ie. looking at his lovely torso and finding it within myself the separate myself from him) then wedged my pillow between us, successfully separated I jumped out of the bed and gave a silent congratulatory whoop.

Isaac was still holding my pillow, snuggling it, nuzzling it, scenting it really, and it was so precious that I just had to take a picture. And then set it as my phone background. What was cute in live action turned into downright sexy as a still when all there was, was pillow, shirtless Isaac and the bottom half of shirtless Isaac covered by a sheet (and pants under that, I knew even though they weren't visible). I somehow found it in myself to walk away and begin to prepare breakfast.

Isaac waltzed out of my room right as I sat his plate on the table. Unfortunately, he had put his shirt back on. His hair was tousled by his hands, his eyelids heavy with sleep. He was perfect.

"It's so early Kagome." He ended with a yawn, sitting down at the table and picking up the fork.

"I'm sorry, I always wake up early. But after you eat you have to get going anyway to get ready for school and check in with 'big brother.'" I said, using air quotes. "The earlier it is the less people see you leaving and assume I'm a harlot without morals."

"No one could ever think that about you, Kagome. And what if I want more people to see us together. I want them to know you're taken."

"Well then, if that's the case, you can come back and hitch a ride on the back of Mama's bike. Now eat your breakfast and hurry up and leave, so you can hurry up and come back to me." He needed no more motivation, finishing the large plate of eggs, toast and bacon in a few bites, gulping down the orange juice and giving me a peck on the check, and gasp a cheeky smack on the ass, running out of the door.

Gosh. I would seriously let him get away with anything.

I cleaned up the kitchen after eating, took a shower and got ready for school. By the time I was done putting everything in my backpack, Isaac was strolling in.

"Here." I said, handing him a key.

"What's this?" He asked, holding it up.

"The key to my heart!" I replied, dramatically.

"Seriously."

"It's to the door. You walk in uninvited all the time anyway. Might as well have a key so you can get in easier when it's locked." Faster than I could track he was in front of me and then stunning me with a passionate kiss. I had to be the responsible one and stop it. Sad face. "Whoa there, tiger. You better keep that to yourself until after school."

"Kagome," he breathed, "thank you." I just took his hand and led him downstairs to the parking structure, to my bike. When he got on behind me it was like a repeat from this morning, with all hand in respectable places, and I loved it. We may or may not have made a spectacle outside the school in the parking lot with our multitude of see you later kisses, but whatever. It was worth it.

"Where were you yesterday Jackson?" I asked.

"Why? Miss me?" He raised an eyebrow cockily.

"Of course." I fluttered my eyelashes mockingly. Isaac did not like that at all, but I elbowed him in the ribs and he settled down. "Now come on, spill."

"Well, dumb and dumber over there," he nodded toward Scott and Stiles, "decided that it would be fun to kidnap and detain me in the back of a police van all day. To tell you the truth, I don't even remember how they got me..." he trailed off, looking speculative. Well, I thought, I highly doubt they did it just for funsies.

"Well, that's definitely different." I conceded, glancing over at Scott and Stiles, who seemed to be having a conversation of their own.

"You're telling me." Jackson said, focusing back on the chemistry lecture that was happening in front of us.

"So Miss Kagome." Lydia said, looping her arm into mine as I walked down the hall after lunch, "since when are you and newly appointed hotty Isaac Lahey an item?" She was a couple of days late, but I guess I really didn't have any time to talk to her after the 'big reveal' during Chemistry and I also guess our entrance this morning was a big deal.

"Oh it's been a few weeks."

"No wonder you were so pro-Isaac after he got arrested. You were trying to get on that train?" She said, wriggling her eyebrows suggestively. It made me blush.

"Oh no, we had only just met then."

"Well, I have to say, good choice." We turned the corner into a new hallway and walked up on some type of scene. Shirtless Jackson was being detained by an angry Erica and glaring at a heaving Scott who was looking worriedly at a pale Allison who was standing next to a spazzing Stiles. Then there was creepy kid Matt who slithered himself next to Mr. Harris saying, "Mr. Harris, you dropped this." Holding up a tablet.

"That's it!" Yelled Mr. Harris. "All of you-" which now somehow included Lydia and I, "detention after school!" That would not do at all. I pulled all my best acting skills from the woodworks and started bawling, and speaking Japanese. I think it was a nice touch.

"I have to call my brother after school. I already haven't talked to him in days. He needs advice for his girlfriend, which I can finally give now that I have a real boyfriend that doesn't call me wench. I don't understand." I said englinese, exaggerating my accent. Mr. Harris looked like he was lost.

"Fine Kagome, you're free-"

"Yeah. She's gonna need someone to take her home. She's not fit to drive after that." Butted in Lydia, seeing her chance. Mr. Harris waved us away. Lydia didn't waste any time, I allowed her to lead me away. Before we were too far away I heard Stiles trying to get out of detention too. It didn't work.

"Girl, that was amazing. With acting skills like that and knowledge of when to use them, are my new best friend." She squealed. I wasn't sure how I felt about being Lydia's new BFF, but I was in the market for sturdier friends and she seemed like the type of person to latch on and never let go. Like a good friend. So, I guess I'd give her a chance.

I cornered Scott and Stiles right before they had to go off to detention. I was waiting for them just outside of the library. Even Scott's werewolfiness couldn't detect me when I went into stealth mode. Therefore, they were both surprised when they got pulled by the backs of their shirt into my hiding space.

"Oh Kagome, that God it's you. I was afraid it was Derek! I'm still healing from last time." Said Stiles, making me raise an eyebrow.

"Who is Derek to you? I've heard his name before." From your lips, I silently added.

"Oh, well, he's-" mumbled Stiles.

"He's nobody." Interrupted Scott, rude and suspicious. "What's up Kagome?" At this my demeanor changed to pissed off mom mode. My arms crossed and my foot began to tap.

"What was going through your minds when you thought to detain Jackson, who turns into a super strong lizard thing? Especially when you don't know his trigger. Obviously not much, since it was a stupid idea. No wonder you guys got caught, those texts were so incriminating. You'd have been caught earlier if Danny had thought more about that "bro" thrown into his text." I was fuming at the point. The boys looked at me with mouths open. Stiles was the first to recover.

"Wait, you knew Jackson was the kanima? Ow!" Stiles was now rubbing at his side where Scott just hit him. "What?! She knew about it already. She was at the mechanic's when it happened!"

"Kanima? Is that what it's called?" I asked. Scott nodded.

"How long did you know?" Scott asked.

"About Jackson? Oh I confirmed it two days ago at lunch." I shrugged.

"Dude, if we had known then we could have avoided so much these last few days." Stiles said to Scott.

"Yeah." Scott replied, to me he asked, "what are you, a hunter?"

"If I was, would I tell you?" I said, secretively. "But no, I'm not. And I don't support what the hunters have been doing. Not following the rules." If Scott and Stiles could've sweat-dropped, this would've been a perfect time.

"How are you not a hunter, but still know what a hunter does?" Stiles asked. I shook my head. "And you do know what Scott is, correct" I nodded.

"Yeah, I found out my first night here. You really need to work on your whispering skills guys." Another sweat-drop moment. So yeah, I had a friend kind of like your hunters. But she and her family only fought in defense, they never instigated the fights."

"Yeah, the Argents... Ow." Stiles got hit again for "disclosing" information. "What! She's pretty much trustworthy, other than the whole Isaac thing, and she'd find out eventually. Anyway, they've been having some problems upholding the rules."

"He's right, I hear it's a real pain. So Allison, huh? How does that work?" I asked pointing at Scott.

"She's not a hunter, her family just is." He replied, defensively I might add.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah..?"

"I'm just saying. I'm not trying to instill doubt in your relationship or anything, it's just if her family is full of hunters, and she's not one, in fact, if she's not one because she just recently figured out what the family business was, maybe that means she's not gonna be just a civilian for much longer." I coughed. "Just saying. And also, I can totally see Gerard being an horrible person, because when I first met him, I was getting some pretty serious creepy vibes off of him."

"So that's what you work with? Vibes?" Stiles asked.

"Um...sure? Anyway what I really pulled you away to say was that the next time you think you need to kidnap someone, don't. Consult me. I'll let you know whether it's necessary to do so, and whether or not you can proceed."

"Who died and made you queen?" Scott was getting irritable.

"Whoa, down boy, sorry if I'm coming off a little strong, but I have a lot of experience in the kidnapping realm."

"Whaaat? You're a professional kidnapper?"

"That is not what I said Stiles. I actually used to get kidnapped a bunch when I was younger. Looking back, it seemed to happen at least once a month..." That last part was mumbled most to myself.

"Where did you say you were from again?" Asked Scott.

"Tokyo."

"And is it normal to get kidnapped that much there?" Stiles followed up.

"Not really...I was involved...in some things..." Scott and Stiles exchanged a look. "Anyways, that is beside the point, please just promise that you'll at least keep me in mind next time you kidnap someone. Kay, bye." I walked off, leaving them to their devices.

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Ren!