On My Orders
Summary: So he could snap his fingers and get what he wants, right? Well...pretty much, and it was no different with his beloved Kagome...though, she didn't do it because he snapped his fingers and expected it to be done, it was to humor him, because when they were alone...it was nothing like that. He respected her beauty, and her talent, but he refused to let anyone else see that talent. That is...until he over hears a direct challenge to his girl, and watches as she struggles between his orders and her pride...
Anime/Manga: InuYasha/Prince of Tennis
Pairing: Kagome/Keigo
Genre: Romance/Humor
Rated: M for Mature Content
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Kagome stayed late at the training facilities, it was nearly eight at night, and she still hadn't stopped with the machine of hell. Kirihara was still watching her, his eyes never leaving her body, her arms, her racquet and her swings. Each fluent motion she went through with a diligence he hadn't seen since he himself had started in his first year.
Kagome returned the ball and flinched at the contact of her racquet against the ball and watched it hit the wall with deadly accuracy. "Finally..." she huffed as she tried to regain her breath. A water bottle came into sight and she looked up curiously and smiled goofily at the sight of Kirihara. "You stayed?"
"...ah..." he looked at her hand and noted the slight discoloration. "Sorry about your hand..."
Kagome laughed, "So the sadist has a heart."
Pouting, Kirihara blushed as his hand fell back to his side, "Fine, I'll keep the water,"
Kagome laughed, "No, no! I'm sorry, Kirihara-San, um, thanks..." She took the water and walked out to find her tennis bag leaning against the wall of the training facility. "...ah...someone brought it over." She smiled, "Hey...Kirihara, what time is it?"
"Almost eight...why?"
Kagome shook her head, "No reason, I'm gonna shower quickly, could you wait for me?" She asked, not looking at him when she did.
He followed her eyes and saw her looking ahead at a bus, a man sitting outside was staring straight at her. "Yeah, I'll wait."
Kagome walked to the changing room, grabbed her clothes and went to wash off quickly. 'Why is he here?! The creep bus driver from the day before...that bus doesn't run this way this late...he isn't, no...is he? Is it possible that creeper is actually stalking me?' Kagome sighed, dropping her head back under the water to wash the shampoo she'd scrubbed into it out. "Keigo won't be please to find that I have a stalker...maybe I'm just being paranoid."
She heard the door open and froze nervously, "Kirihara?" She called.
"Yeah! It's me, I was going to say that the bus drove off, that guy is gone."
Kagome sighed, she was about to say something when she heard a gasp and something hard and something heavy both hit the floor. Kagome turned the water off and quickly grabbed her towel in time for the curtains to be ripped down. The driver stood there in his pudgy glory, staring at her as if heaven itself had shined down upon him. She screamed and dodged him as he lunged forward to grab her, her body felt disgusting as his hand took her leg from where he'd fallen to the floor in his great leap of grabbing her. "GET OFF!" Kagome tried kicking, she felt sick, his tongue trailed up her ankle, tears were prickling at her eyes at the feel. "KIRIHARA! KEIGO! SOMEONE! SOMEBODY, HELP!"
Kagome's tried keeping herself covered with the towel while kicking him in the arm, the face, anywhere her foot could reach. He took both her ankles in hand and spread her legs. Her eyes were wide with fear as she struggled, twisting painfully in his grip, she didn't care that she was now bleeding from her thrashing around, or that she had probably twisted her ankle in her attempts at escaping, she wanted to get away. She was about to let out another ear piercing scream when a tennis ball caught the man in the throat causing him to choke and cough up blood from the impact. His hands released her and Kagome pushed herself away, crawling backwards and hiding out of his view.
She heard him cry out in pain, she didn't know who it was that had saved her, what had happened, or who had come, but she was too scared to look to. The door of the changing room opened and Kagome felt herself being gently picked up, still clinging to the towel as if it were a life line, she didn't dare open her eyes, crying on the shoulder of the person who was now carrying her to the changing room. They sat her down and draped a jacket over her.
She peeked through teary eyes and noted a blurry hand grabbing her cell phone from her clothes bag and pressing the dial button after finding whatever it was the person was looking for. She tried to clear her eyes of the tears, tried to calm down, tried to stop shaking, but she couldn't. She heard talking, but she couldn't make out the words, her mind was going crazy, her head was a mess, everywhere yet nowhere, all at once. Finally, Kagome felt her head start spinning out of control, she couldn't take it. She couldn't stop crying, she wanted it to all go away. Why wasn't she calming down!? Why wouldn't she stop shaking!? Why was she still so scared?!
The room started to rotate around her before she fell forward and a pair of warm arms caught her before her body hit the ground.
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Keigo stared out the window as the scenery rushed by in a haze, the police were outside of Rikkai Dai as his limo pulled up, he didn't bother waiting for the driver to get out. He had called Kagome's mother and told her that Kagome had gotten sick and was asleep at his house. She asked of course for him to keep her updated on her daughters health, but he was more worried about her mental condition at the current moment than her physical health. He noted a bus parked to the side as he ran towards the back of the school, making his way towards the tennis courts, he found a teen talking to an officer with a white bloodstained bandage wrap around his head, his shirt was soaked red from the blood loss as well, but otherwise, he looked fine. "You are the one who called, where is she!? Where is Kagome?!"
The teen turned and pointed to the ambulance, then returned to the officer in front of him. Keigo ran to the ambulance where he saw Kagome, shivering and glancing nervously around at all the lights, she looked up as he approached and her tears started falling once again as she pulled away from the EMS specialists and ran into his arms. "Keigo...I don't want to go to the Hospital...please, take me home; take me to your home...please..." She cried into his shirt as he held her close, his eyes shut tightly as he listened.
"Are you family, sir?"
"I'm her boyfriend, I'm here to get her and bring her home."
"Is she positive she doesn't want to go to the hospital? She twisted her ankle, not too badly mind you, it will only take maybe three or four days to heal if she keeps off it, and the scrapes are minor, but just to be sure that there are no internal wounds or bleeding."
Keigo shook his head, "The Atobe's have their own doctor, that is the one I will have look her over. If you will excuse me," He lifted Kagome into his arms; his driver had followed him and looked at the girl worriedly. "Grab her tennis bag, clothes and phone, and then meet me in the limo." Keigo turned to the boy and walked over to him and the officer, "Are things almost wrapped up over here?"
The kid looked at Keigo and then the cop who nodded, "Yeah, I guess."
The officer pointed to Keigo, "You are?"
"Atobe, Keigo...her boyfriend. The man who tried to hurt her, and...going by what the EMS said, somewhat succeeded in hurting her, where is he?"
The officer pointed to the patrol car off to the side behind the gates of Rikkai Dai. "If she comes in to testify, we can put him away for a minimum of five and a half years to fifteen years for attempted rape on a minor...if she testifies...I wish we could keep him there longer, but sadly it's not as simple as that."
Keigo glared at the patrol car where the man who had hurt his beautiful Kagome sat, "She'll come, we will have our own Lawyer attest for her. You, come on." He said to the boy beside him. He curiously followed Keigo to the limo and watched Keigo get in with Kagome, "Hurry up; I'll drop you off at home."
He jumped in quickly and said a quick thank you.
"What is your name, I don't recognize you...you are a regular, I'm assuming, I also assume that this is your jacket?" He pointed at the regular's jacket that Kagome still wore.
"...Kirihara, Akaya...um, yeah...it's mine. I'm sorry, I didn't want her to get sick, she was soaked from the shower, and then, with only a towel...I couldn't do much, I feel crappy that I couldn't help her more than...I..."
Keigo looked shocked. Placing Kagome down on the seat, Keigo got down before the younger boy and looked him in the eyes, "She's safe...because of you. I couldn't do anything, but you saved her life. I am in debt to you for that. You have no idea how grateful I am, and you can't even imagine how thankful she is..."
The limo started moving, but Keigo's words weren't getting through to him. All of his words seemed to be going in one ear and right back out the other. He couldn't see past the frightened Kagome who he'd earlier held in his arms.
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Kirihara felt a warm hand on his, soft and delicate; he followed it up to the sleeve of the Rikkai Dai regular's jacket and looked up worriedly at Kagome.
"...thank you..."
Her voice was soft, and despite the tears in her eyes, she was no longer shaking. She felt safe with him, and with Keigo, she was not afraid any longer. "I didn't do anything that Keigo couldn't have done...ah, sorry, Atobe-Senpai."
Kagome smiled, bringing her arms around Kirihara's shoulders, she pulled him into a hug. Truly, no words could convey just how thankful she was, for how horrible tonight could have turned out. Kagome turned to Keigo and smiled, "If it's okay with you, can he stay with us tonight?"
Keigo nodded, "If he wants."
Kirihara frowned, "I don't want to intrude..."
"You wouldn't be." Keigo said, "Should you call your parents?"
Kirihara shrugged, "They don't care...I...haven't lived with either of my parents for nearly two years now...I live with my older sister, but she's been out of town for the last four weeks on some business thing."
Keigo frowned, "Your sister wouldn't happen to be a model, would she?"
"Yes, actually...why do you ask?"
Kagome smiled, though, while she was coming out of her terrified state, she wasn't completely relaxed, her smile still didn't reach her eyes. "Keigo's mom is also a model, that's where Keigo gets his stunning looks and pouty lips from."
Keigo looked affronted, "Ore-Sama does not have pouty lips...though, he admits to the former statement about his stunning looks being true."
Kagome rolled her eyes, "Flamboyant boyfriend indeed," she muttered, causing Kirihara to let out a small nervous laugh. Keigo raised a brow, but otherwise said nothing as the limo maid it's way to his house...or, well...mansion.
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Me: So...this chapter was officially 2,000 words, so needless to say, I wrote a lot. I was trying to find an appropriate stopping point. Anyways, 25 reviews, we'll tally it up to 310 Reviews before Ch15!