Jam and Marmalade
by Kei



AN: Thank you all SO SO SO SO much for your words of support and understanding. I had people IM me, send me mail, go to my site and leave me messages there. I find it so amazing that even thought none of you know me personally, you still took the time to help someone. You've shown me that humans really are remarkable creatures, and aren't all bad. ^^

I really did mean to get this chapter out earlier, but my computer kept crashing and erasing everything I'd type and this weekend I couldn't get on because my dad was painting the office.

So, here am I, with another (hopefully long awaited x_x) chapter of Jam and Marmalade!


Genre: Romance, Drama, Humor

Since you all love me you'll review, right? *waves a gun and grins "innocently"* Riiiiiiiight?

Disclaimer: Whaaaaaatever. Just don't sue. Please. _

Chapter Ten: Signed, Annoyed and Confused.


The morning sunshine filtered in through the window, brining Kagome groggily back to consciousness. As she went to go shut the blinds, she found that a heavy weight held her down. Sometime in the night, the two had fallen asleep on the couch and had somehow gotten… a bit tangled up.

Damn me and my subconscious clinging problem, Kagome grumbled to herself, a blush rising up her cheeks as she realized the suggestive position they were in. She quickly detached her arms from around his torso, but Sesshoumaru had managed to wrap his arms around her waist and his face was buried in the crook of her neck, his hot breath tickling her skin. It was impossible for her to do much with her legs because they were kinda… in between his. "Oh crap…please, please, wake up, Sesshoumaru," begged Kagome into his ear, but Sesshoumaru merely mumbled in his sleep and scared the hell out of her when he slowly and softly dragged his lips down her neck. "Sesshoumaru, wake up!" she hissed, alarmed at the effect he was having on her. As a desperate attempt, Kagome tried to yank herself free, but the two only ended up sprawled on the floor, a slightly startled Sesshoumaru staring down at the wildly blushing girl under him.

"You could have woken me a little less roughly," he told her, raising an elegant eyebrow.

"Well, you're the one who was.." she started to retort, but trailed off in embarrassment and turned away.

Sesshoumaru decided not to press the issue. He sat silent for a few moments, a thoughtful look on his face, then he stroked down her cheek softly.

"Arigatou, Kagome. Arigatou."

She turned back towards him, her violet-blue eyes meeting his golden ones questioningly. He gave her a small smile, and then to her complete surprise, he leaned down and kissed her gently on the lips. And before long, she was kissing him back, her arms wrapped around his neck.

They kissed so long she thought she was going asphyxiate.

Their bliss ended however when Kagome's alarm clock went off, startling both of them. They reluctantly pulled apart, panting from lack off air. Sesshoumaru finally got off of Kagome, helping her up as he stood. They cleared their throats and smoothed down their clothes nervously, looking anywhere but at each other.

"Well, I guess we'd better get ready for school," Kagome suggested, then looked down at herself. "Shoot, we fell asleep in our uniforms! I don't think anyone will notice our bottoms, but our tops need ironing. Give me your shirt and I'll do that and you can get in the shower first."

"Alright,"agreed Sesshoumaru, unbuttoning his shirt. He chuckled inwardly as Kagome looked away, a small blush rising up her cheeks. "You should be used to it by now. You are my roommate," he teased, setting the shirt in Kagome's hands and pivoting his heel, walking down the hall towards the bathroom.

"Oh, shut up!" she retorted, turning her back to his as she stomped off to get the iron. "Geez, how would you like it if I just walked around with no stinkin' shirt on?"

"I'd like it a lot."

"ARGH!"

Kagome yanked open the hall closet agitatedly, but paused for a second to think as she grabbed the iron. There was probably no man living that was as so complex and confusing as this one. Sesshoumaru could be cold and secretive one second, then passionate and kind the next. Now she was learning yet another side of him. The seductive one. Her fingers unconsciously went to her lips as she thought about the events of not more than 5 minutes before.

What just happened there? she wondered. Or more importantly, what just happened to me?


+ + +


Sesshoumaru and Kagome burst through the front gate of the school just as the first bell rang. Immediately, the two started running so fast down the front path that any small animal that may have gotten in their way... well, God bless its soul. As they entered the school, they gave each other a brief wave goodbye and screeched down the hall in opposite directions, both of them barely making it into their homerooms as the late bell rang.

Gasping quietly for air, Kagome took her seating as she regained her composure. From two desks over, Sango raised her eyebrows and smirked, a look that clearly said "Miss Honors Student almost late for school?" Kagome merely waved a not-so-nice finger under the desk at her friend and smirked right back.

"Quiet, quiet!" their teacher yelled over the chatter of her students, who slowly quieted down. "We have a new student today. Please give a warm welcome to Fujimoto Kouga."

The name startled Kagome, but she didn't react until the tan-skinned, blue-eyed boy strolled in, fixing his stiff new uniform. The poor girl was already fuzzy in the head from running, and this sure wasn't helping. And so, when Kouga turned and gave her his good old stupid grin, she fainted.

She came to five minutes later, her blurry vision clearing to reveal the worried faces of her classmates hovering over her.

"Kagome-chan! Are you okay?" Sango asked worriedly, helping her up from where she had fallen on the floor.

"I think so... but now I've got this awful headache," the girl replied, rubbing the back of head. She then paused, and turned sharply staring Kouga down and shrieking, "Why are you here?"

"Now Higurashi-san, please calm down, we'll get you to the nurse," the teacher started, but Kagome wasn't even listening.

Kouga smiled and took her hands. "I knew I couldn't be away from you. My heart was breaking. So I decided to come see my dear Kagome."

"For the last time, I am not your Kagome! Could you please quit calling me that?"

"But why can't I call you that, dear?" he winced as the agitated girl smacked him on the side of the head.

"Don't call me dear either, or I will have to hurt you more," she growled.

"Higurashi-san! That is NO way to act towards our new student! I'm surprised at your behavior," the teacher scolded, pulling the two apart. "Since it seems Kagome has recovered just fine, we'll get on with class."

Everyone grumbled and went back to their seats, disappointed the show had ended. Sango gave Kagome a curious look, but she just rolled her eyes and slammed herself back into her seat, refusing to look at anything but the chalkboard for the rest of the class. When the class was finally over, Kagome stormed out of the classroom, and Sango had to run to keep up with her in the hall.

"Kagome-chan! Matte! Geez, what's with you?" Sango complained, catching up to her and grabbing onto her shoulder, turning her around to face her. "How do you know that Fujimoto kid anyway?"

"Long story," sighed her friend, looking around, paranoid. "I'll tell you at lunch. Do you see him anywhere? I think I can safely get to Japanese."

"I don't see him. Wow, he must be either really scary or annoying to get you like this."

"Try the second one. I'll see ya later," Kagome rolled her eyes, then waved, going to her next class.

"That sucks. See ya!" Sango waved back, going to hers.


+ + +


"Kouga... would you like me to ask you politely to scram or do you want me to hit you again?" Kagome asked in a sugar sweet voice. While he thought about it, Kagome decided for him. "Never mind. I think I'll hit you."

"Whaaa?" Kouga didn't even see it coming. She smacked him hard and stalked off.

Miroku, who had been watching the scene whispered to Sango, "I'm glad it's not me. Someone else should feel my pain."

"Birds of a feather flock together. You should hang out with him. Hentai," she smacked him, feeling his hand inching down towards her butt. "Nice try, bucko."

Sango shoved Miroku towards the pouting Kouga and walked off. She met Kagome at their lunch table, sitting down next to her friend and patting her sympathetically on the back.

"Yeah. He's definitely on the annoying side," Sango stated, glancing over to where the two guys were talking eagerly to each other about who knows what. "I think I've gotten him thoroughly distracted. he won't bother you. Wanna talk about it?"

"Okay, sure. Anything to keep me from going on a freakin' rampage," the poor girl agreed, massaging her temple in agitation. "I know Kouga from my old school. He's been obsessed with me ever since we met, but lately he's been calling me 'his Kagome' and 'dear' and other things along that line. He's one of the reasons I left my old school but of course he has to follow me here. Otherwise his name wouldn't be Mr. Obnoxious."

"Ack, that sucks. I'm sorry about that."

"Don't worry about it. I just need to find some way to get rid of him..."

"You could always get Inuyasha... or Sesshoumaru to do it," Sango hinted obviously, raising her eyebrow as Kagome blushed and shrugged.

"Inuyasha would kill the poor guy. You know how he is," Kagome paused, then answered carefully. "And I don't think Sesshoumaru would want to get tangled up in the issue."

Her friend merely raised and eyebrow and shrugged. "Whatever you say. You guys were looking kinda close yesterday, though, and what's with the blush, hmmm?"

"SANGO! I can't believe you spied on me yesterday!"

"Well, it wasn't fully intentional." That was a complete lie and they both knew it.

"It's nice to know I can trust you," Kagome bit sarcastically, standing up and grabbing her lunch. "I'll be over with Makino if you need me."

"Kagome, listen... I'm sorry!" Sango tried to apologize, but she was already gone.

Sesshoumaru asked disinterestedly as Kagome sat down, "Have a fight?"

"Sango peeked on us yesterday," she answered, resting her head in her hands.

If Sesshoumaru was bothered or embarrassed, he didn't show it. In fact, he just shrugged and went back to the book he was reading, but he had a thoughtful look on his face. "Well," he told her, not looking up. "Sango's not the type who would do it to be mean. She can just be a bit nosy at times."

"If you say so. But how would you know, anyway?" Kagome asked, incredulous.

"We used to be friends, you could say."

"Really? But why don't you...?"

"My father."

"Oh... I see."

The expressionless boy looked up, a slightly nervous look creeping into his eyes. He looked as if he were about to say something, but the words wouldn't come out until a couple tries.

Sesshoumaru..? Nervous?

"Kagome. About this morning--"

"KAGOME! There you are! I've been looking all over for you!" Kouga cut Sesshoumaru off, grabbing the unfortunate girl's hands. "Where'd you go, baby? Don't you wanna have lunch with me?"

"Kouga, ummmm.."

"Get your filthy hands off of her."

Everyone in the lunchroom turned as they heard Makino growl the words, standing up, his slight frame towering over Kouga's.

"Are you talkin' to me, pretty boy?" Kouga barked, meeting his menacing gaze with his own less intimidating one. Kagome could only look back and forth between the two, unsure of how to stop the impeding bloodshed.

"Yes. I am. Keep your disgusting hands off Kagome. She's mine."

Ooooo, boy, did Kagome have to eat her words.



Glossary:
arigatou = thank you
matte! = wait!
hentai = pervert


AN: Not as funny as I hoped it would be, nor as long. Oh well. x_x I know, I'm completely neglected the Kikyo/Kagome conflict, that'll come up next. Oooo, she's gonna be pissed. Kikyo, that is. And sorry it took so long to get this out. ^^;

See you next time! ^-^ ~Kei