Aaaaaaaaaaanddddddddd…I'm back! Well, that was quite the exciting costume party, wasn't it? And what could happen now? Was everyone able to get home without incident? Why the hell did Inuyasha bring Kikyo so all she'd do was complain the whole time? Does this story have a conflict? Doesn't it make you kinda nervous knowing that I always have a conflict, and it hasn't really come to light yet? Will everything go well for our characters after the party? Or is the road rockier than they expected? Time to find out!
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Center Stage
Part 5
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"Why?" Inuyasha demanded as he gripped Kagome's shoulders, pulling her around to face him. Her breath caught as her eyes met the purple fire burning in his own. It took her a moment to regain her powers of speech, her body stiff as she debated whether to allow the contact between them or not.
"Yes…" she paused. Somehow it was hard to speak when he looked at her that way. It was almost as though this was a scene from life, not just a piece from a play they practiced every day. "But should I not use these powers while I can?"
"Can you never use them again if you learn to love?" Inuyasha's scowl was hard, but there was an entreaty in his voice that made Kagome's heart ache. She hesitated, trying to regain control of herself. It's just a play.
"The master—" Kagome knew it was coming, but it was still a shock when Inuyasha cut her off with a firm pressure of his mouth on hers. The kiss was only a meeting of lips, but the heat behind it was somehow enough that Kagome wondered if she would be able to stay standing without his arms around her, supporting her. It's just a play.
"Screw the master! Are your powers gone?" Inuyasha demanded after pulling away almost as sharply as he had initiated the kiss. Kagome was having a hard time concentrating on the play.
"Um…no…" she answered, glad that she wasn't expected to give a speech after being kissed like that.
"See?" Inuyasha seemed a bit less angry, but his voice was just as intense as before. "I don't see the problem here!" and with that declaration, he pressed his lips to hers once more, moving his mouth against hers as she let herself sink into the kiss, but not too deeply. It's just a play. How many times did she need to remind herself of that?
Finally, she struggled slightly. It was weak and halfhearted, but Inuyasha let her break away, not wanting to force her to continue if she didn't want to. Sakage. It's Sakage right now. Not Inuyasha. "Wait! Stop it!" she was breathless, but the panic still came through in her voice.
"Why?" Inuyasha demanded, not letting her go but at least having the decency not to hold her so incredibly close.
"It…isn't proper!" she managed, trying her best not to let herself get caught in Inuyasha's gaze once more.
"Why not?" Inuyasha wanted to know.
"Because…I said!" She knew she sounded desperate, just as Midoriko would have.
"Do you want me to stop it then?" Inuyasha sounded injured, and Kagome gasped, her eyes meeting his.
"Well…Sakage…you must give me time." She managed to say the correct name. It's just a play.
"Time?" Inuyasha didn't sound happy, but at least he didn't sound like a wounded puppy anymore. "I wait all this time to tell you how I feel and you tell me to give you time?"
"Sakage…please." Kagome tugged at his sleeve, and it was unclear whether she was trying to disentangle herself from his grip or draw him closer. "Tomorrow morning. Give me that much at least."
"I suppose…" Inuyasha trailed off, tracing her jaw with one finger. "I could never refuse you anything, in the end." He dropped his hand, his eyes meeting hers as his voice became determined once more. "Tomorrow morning you'll decide then?"
"Yes, I promise." She spoke softly, but made sure her voice would still carry to the audience. After all, it was a play. It's just a play. And yet, when the lights went down, she couldn't make her heart stop beating so fast, and she didn't bother to extricate herself from Inuyasha's embrace until he broke away, seemingly unaffected by the whole thing.
"Okay, I think we're ready for a break!" Sango's voice called out just as Kagome was getting ready to take up her new position for the next scene. The lights came up and Kagome looked out to see Kagura and Rin discussing some sketches in hushed tones while next to them Miroku and Sango also spoke too low to hear, but Kagome somehow doubted they were discussing the play. It was strange how fast Sango had seemed to change from hating Miroku to being completely smitten with him, but in retrospect, it made sense. Sango had filled Rin and her in on some of the details of the reconciliation, and it all sounded rather romantic, in a way. Smiling once more to herself, Kagome turned to ask Inuyasha what he thought of the couple, but she saw that he was no longer on the stage. That was strange.
He can't have gone far. After all, he's in the next scene. Kagome wandered backstage, nodding absently to Kohaku as he stood explaining the different curtain operating ropes to a freshman whose name she didn't know. Maybe I should ask Inuyasha if we're going to get something to eat after practice. I'm starved. Kagome thought, not really caring that she was justifying looking for the boy.
"Kagome." A deep voice stopped her, and she turned to face the owner, seeing the senior that had been cast as the voice of the narrator. "You look a bit upset. Perhaps you are trying to find Inuyasha?"
"Hello Naraku." It wouldn't kill her to be civil to the young man, but the fact of the matter was that he bothered her. Something about him didn't rub her quite right.
"I thought you'd be interested to know that he's just outside the auditorium, near the foyer." Naraku told her, pointing down the hallway as though indicating that it would be the best way to reach her friend. "I could come with you, if you'd like."
"I think I can find my way just fine, thanks." Kagome quirked her head slightly at the strange boy. She hadn't really had any classes with him before, so she didn't pretend to know him, but she had heard that he wasn't entirely pleasant, and she didn't feel very comfortable talking to him. Even though she doubted that half the things she'd heard about him were true, she didn't doubt all the stories, and he made her feel strange. There was just something about his eyes, so cold, and yet focused at the same time.
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"Inuyasha, could you come here for a moment." Kikyo called to the other boy as the cast split up for the five minute break Sango had just called. Inuyasha glanced back at Kagome who seemed to be off in her own little world for the moment before shrugging and following after the mysterious dark haired girl. Her gray eyes flashed at him as she turned to spare him the barest of smiles before continuing on their way down the hall.
"Where are we going?" He asked after a while. She stopped at his words, turning to face him, the hint of a smile still on her lips as she spoke.
"This is fine." She paused, stepping a bit closer to Inuyasha. He suddenly realized that he could feel the cool puffs of air against his throat when she breathed. "Inuyasha, I wanted to ask you something, but I couldn't do it in front of the others."
"What is it?" He thought Kikyo was a nice girl, but sometimes she didn't get along with other people very well. He was upset that his friends didn't seem to like her very much, but he knew that they'd see she was a good person with enough time.
"It's about this play." She placed a hand on his chest, looking as though she wasn't even aware of the contact. Inuyasha wondered at the coldness of her hand. It felt nice, but different from Kagome's hands. Hers were always slightly cool, but they warmed quickly when you held onto them. He liked them, and wondered suddenly if Kikyo's skin was as soft as Kagome's. "I was thinking that I'm not really right for the part of Rei, don't you think?"
"Um…well I think you do a good job." Inuyasha wasn't sure what he was supposed to say, but Kikyo smiled at his words, so he supposed that was a good sign.
"Inuyasha, do you remember when we first met?" Kikyo switched subjects so fast that Inuyasha was confused for a moment.
"Yeah, when we were at that summer camp in sixth grade." He smiled slightly at the memory. "Remember how our group went hiking together and that kid found a beehive?"
"And you saved me." Kikyo rested her head against his chest, letting her eyes drift closed.
"It was just some bees. We ran away." Inuyasha was beginning to wonder exactly what Kikyo was getting at.
"Still," she reached down, lacing her fingers through his. "You held my hand the whole way. Without you there, I would have panicked." She turned her face up, her lips inches from his own.
"I was just—" Inuyasha was cut off as Kikyo went up on tiptoes, pressing her lips to his, her hands sliding up to his shoulders as her mouth moved against his. Inuyasha's eyes went wide at first before slowly sliding closed. "Kikyo." He managed her name as she broke away.
"Inuyasha, I know you've always cared for me, and I've waited so long to tell you I feel the same." She told him, her sharp eyes catching the nearby presence of a spectator. She was unperturbed by this development. "I should have been your first kiss." She spoke loud enough for the other girl to hear.
"You…are." He replied, still a bit taken aback by the sudden attention. "I mean…Kagome doesn't count, since it's just for the play."
"You make it look so real, though." She managed not to smile as she said this. Kikyo knew she would win from the beginning, if only she played her cards right.
"It's just a play." Inuyasha shrugged slightly, but the blush on his cheeks betrayed him. However, Kagome couldn't see his face from where she stood. The only sound she made was a strangled gasp before she turned and ran away, but it was enough to alert Inuyasha to her presence. He whirled around, completely forgetting about the hands still wrapped around his neck as he spotted the unknowing spectator running down the hall. "Kagome!" he practically knocked Kikyo over in his rush to chase after her. "Wait!"
"No!" her voice was choked up as she stopped at the doors for only a moment before running outside, Inuyasha still in pursuit.
"Kagome! Stop!" he called out. He was faster than her, and he knew he'd catch up with her soon enough. "Kagome!" he lunged forward as he gained on her, catching her arm roughly and yanking her to a stop. She whirled on him, eyes brimming with tears that she quickly scrubbed away as though she could hide them from Inuyasha.
"Let me go." She sounded halfway calm, except for the pain streaking her tone so heavily that he knew she was still on the verge of tears.
"Kagome, where the hell do you think you're going?" Inuyasha tried to keep the panic out of his voice, but he couldn't help it. What was he supposed to do now?
"I'm going home." She told him. "I don't feel well." It was probably the worst acting of her entire career.
"Then let me take you—" he began, but she smacked his hand away, storming back toward the sidewalk that led to the main street.
"No! I can walk, thank you." Kagome's voice barely cracked on the thank you, but Inuyasha wasn't fooled anyway.
"Dammit, Kagome, it was just a kiss!" he told her, knowing what she was upset about.
"I know! It's just a play, isn't it? Why should I care?" And for some reason, he couldn't think of anything to say to that.
"What's going on out here?" Kagura looked angry that the yelling had distracted her from work she'd been trying to complete, but she wasn't half as upset as Inuyasha was at the moment.
"Nothing! Nothing ever fucking happened!" He growled at her, storming back into the building.
"What a drama queen." Kagura rolled her eyes. In the distance, she made out Kagome's figure still walking away from the school. "What…did I interrupt a lover's quarrel?" Just then, Kouga's old Camaro came streaking past her and pulled a suicidal turn into the parking lot, somehow managing not to smash into anything in the process. He turned it off and hopped out, a McDonalds bag clutched in one hand and a soda in the other.
"What're you looking at?" Kouga was extremely defensive of his car, as Kagura had discovered when she first called it an antique piece of shit. She could understand why he cared about it so much, as he had apparently fixed it up after getting it second-hand and now it looked almost as good as new. Anyway, boys had a strange car obsession that she didn't quite grasp.
"Kagome just bailed practice." She answered, heading toward him. "Let's give her a ride."
"Home?" Kouga climbed back into his car without arguing as Kagura jumped over the side door and landed in the passenger side with a soft thump. "Don't do that, you'll ruin the interior."
"Well, if she wants to go home, I don't think she should have to walk." Kagura leaned back crossing her arms over her head. It was a really nice car. "And don't worry, I won't hurt your baby."
"Better not. She's worth more than your life." Kouga set down his food before sliding the keys in the ignition, only to have the car's engine protest his efforts to bring it back to life.
"Yeah, I can tell. Quality machinery." Kagura teased him, enjoying how easy it was to irritate the hot-tempered boy.
"Shut the hell up." Kouga hissed at her as he tried again and again without success. After the fifth attempt, Kagura leapt out of the car in one smooth motion before heading toward the back of the school. "Where're you going now?"
"I'm getting my bike." She called over her shoulder before disappearing around the back of the building.
"Her bike?" Kouga chuckled at the idea. "That'll really fucking help." Sighing, he tried again, but his car had never been the most reliable vehicle, and it seemed as though it wanted a rest after his risky parking maneuvers. Just as he was about to give up, he heard the roar of an engine, but he knew from the tone that it couldn't be a car. It sounded too small. And that's when Kagura came streaking past him on a deep red bike that he was willing to bet was a Harley. "That's her bike? Shit." And with that, he decided to go in and tell the others that Kagome wasn't coming back for the rest of practice.
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Sango sighed as she checked her watch and saw that the five-minute break should have been over about ten minutes ago, and half of her two leads was still missing. "What do you think is going on?" she asked Miroku, who was helpfully rubbing soothing circles on her back with one hand. He had learned already that as long as his hand stayed on her back, she wouldn't smack him and refuse to eat dinner with him after practice. It had only taken a few times to master the art of keeping Sango happy.
"Calm down, Sango. Rin isn't back from the break yet, either." He pointed to the seat where Rin and Kagura's sketchbooks lay abandoned. Kagura had stormed outside at the sound of yelling a few minutes ago, and then Inuyasha had finally returned from his break. But Kagome was still not back.
"We all know where Rin is, Miroku." Sango gave him a dry look before letting her head rest against his shoulder. "Kagome's rarely ever late. I just don't understand."
"I suspect Inuyasha is involved." Miroku pointed to the boy sulking up on the stage, his arms crossed as he glared at a curtain angrily and tapped his foot impatiently. "Perhaps it was the two of them that we heard yelling earlier." He suggested.
"Probably." Sango sat up straight once more, facing Miroku. "I'd hate for them to fight right now. I mean, ever since they had that practice before the Halloween party they've been better than ever as Sakage and Midoriko. And their kissing scenes…I didn't even think there could be that much improvement." She sighed, and after a short pause added. "Plus, I guess I don't want the two of them fighting. I know I don't sound concerned enough, but seriously, those two have been squabbling since preschool. I just wish it wouldn't interfere with this."
"Don't worry, Sango." Miroku's hand continued to move on her back. "Everything will work out in the end."
"Hey, everyone." Kouga came tromping in just then looking a little angry. Probably another encounter with the assistant art director. Sango never expected there could be so many people who were vicious enemies in one production. At least Miroku and her were getting along now. "Sango, I need to talk to you." Kouga approached them, giving Miroku a hesitant look. Inuyasha and Kouga were still both confused about whether they were supposed to like Miroku or protect Sango from his womanizing ways.
"What is it?" Sango didn't think she could take any more bad news at that moment.
"Kagome's going home." Kouga told her. "I'm not really clear, but I guess she's really upset about something. Kagura's taking her back right now."
"On her bike?" Miroku looked surprised, so Kouga nodded in response. "That's odd. She never lets anyone ride on it with her."
"Well, Kagome's special." Kouga looked a bit confused at this news. Should he just write it off as Kagome's ability to be everyone's friend, or should he thank Kagura later? Thanking Kagura did not sound like something he ever wanted to do. It was probably just Kagome.
"Great, so we're short a Midoriko." Sango tossed her arms up in the air, almost hitting Miroku in the face inadvertently. "Inuyasha, is this your doing?"
"I didn't do shit!" Inuyasha's rebuttal was somehow not very convincing.
"I don't think we need to end practice because the lead actress threw a fit." Kikyo swept out from where she'd been standing backstage, suddenly feeling as though luck was on her side. "I know Midoriko's part. I can play both of them if you like."
"Kikyo, I apologize for the insult, but you barely know your own part. I hardly think you should be playing Kagome's." Miroku commented loudly.
"Oh…let her try, Miroku." Sango waved a dismissive hand at the two people onstage. "Get through this scene without blowing any lines, and you can cover for Kagome for the last half of practice. Got it?"
"I'll do my best." Kikyo offered them a smile before taking up her position for the beginning of the scene as Kouga returned to his place at the light board.
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"Hop on," Kagura pulled over smoothly as she reached the haggard looking Kagome.
"I'm not going back." She crossed her arms stubbornly, but she stopped walking long enough to talk to the other girl. "Not today at least. You can tell Sango that I'm sorry, but I can't…not right now."
"I didn't say I was taking you back." Kagura offered Kagome a smile. "Anyone who puts up with shit from a thickheaded man deserves a ride home at the very least, right?"
"Ah…I guess." Kagome smiled back, but it was a bit weaker than she intended. She gave the bike a hesitant glance. "I've never…um…"
"Oh, it's fun, don't worry." Kagura assured her. "Here, I have a spare helmet if you want." She opened the back compartment and tossed the helmet to the other girl. "Kagome, meet Kaze, Kaze, meet Kagome. I'm sure we'll all get along fine, now hop on."
"Okay." Kagome climbed behind Kagura, wrapping her arms around the other girl's waist. "Is this good?"
"Yeah, just don't let go." Kagura warned. "Kaze's a sweetheart once you get to know her, but she's a bitch when she wants to be."
"Um…okay." Kagome gulped, her grip tightening as Kagura sped off down the road. "Hey!" she called after a while.
"What is it?" Kagura shouted back.
"Thanks!" Kagome answered.
"No problem!" Kagura smiled at her passenger, and Kagome suddenly wondered why she'd always thought of Kagura as a shy girl. Before the play, it seemed she'd never heard three words from the pretty girl with the bright red eyes, but now, she could see herself becoming fast friends with her. I just hope it lasts, unlike some things.
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Kagura hadn't expected to take long dropping Kagome off, but the girl had invited her in for tea and the two of them had discussed the situation with Inuyasha. She felt almost strange knowing that the other girl had accepted her as a close friend already, but it was nice at the same time. Kagura could barely remember when she'd last had friends, and she just hoped her past didn't come back to haunt her this time. As she pulled up to the school, she noted with some trepidation that there didn't seem to be very many cars in the parking lot. Hopefully, her things weren't locked inside the school. She'd been hoping to make up for skipping out on the last half by working on her designs more that night. After all, Rin and her hoped to start painting and construction of the set some time next week. Pulling into the side lot, Kagura pulled off her helmet, letting her hair fall around her shoulders as she set the prop and looked around. Just when she was going to go to the doors and check if someone had, by some miracle, left one unlocked, she noticed that Kouga's car was still parked where she'd seen it last, and it seemed to contain a very unhappy Kouga. And he seemed to be holding her things hostage.
"Oh god, what do you want?" she grumbled to the boy who had just climbed out of his convertible with an extremely sulky look on his face. "That's mine." She indicated the bag that he was holding as she walked over to retrieve it.
"I saved your shit from lockdown." He told her, reaching into the car and pulling out her sketchbook as well as her leather coat.
"What for?" she wanted to know. It was no secret that Kouga despised her, and she could care less. It wasn't that he'd ever done anything to cause her spite, she just didn't like people who didn't like her. And Kouga didn't like her one bit. She reached for her jacket, but he held it back.
"First, ya gotta promise." Kouga told her. "Don't tell anyone I needed a ride home from you. And I want dinner."
"Who said I'd give you a ride?" Kagura arched a black eyebrow speculatively. Kouga seemed to be making a lot of assumptions.
"You owe me one." Kouga reminded her. "Do you really want to owe me a favor?"
"Fine." Kagura snatched her things from him sharply. "It's a deal, but you should know that Kaze hates men."
"Kaze?" Kouga gave the bike a skeptical look. "Hates men, does she?"
"Yeah." Kagura tossed him a helmet as she zipped up her jacket. "Takes after me."
"Oh, that explains it." Kouga strapped the helmet on as he shouldered his own bag. Kagura climbed on her bike and glared at him.
"Explains what?" Kagura asked, starting the engine with a satisfying roar.
"Why you're such a bitch to me." He told her as he climbed on behind her, holding onto the side handles rather than wrap his arms around her waist. "You're fucking hot for Kags, aren't you?"
"What?" the yell was almost drowned out as Kagura backed up and then suddenly shot forward, racing down the street away from the school. "Fuck you, dumbass!"
"I'm wrong?" Kouga asked, forced to yell over the engine.
"My life would be a lot fucking simpler if I liked girls, trust me!" Kagura shot back, heading for a nearby Dairy Queen and pulling in to the lot. Kouga had to admit, he could see why she would want a bike instead of a car. The rush was almost better than how he felt driving his Camaro around. "Hope you like ice cream, cause I damn well deserve a Blizzard right now." Kagura told him as she got off the bike with him and set her prop, taking off her helmet once more. Kouga caught how the streetlights caught the shimmer of her hair as it fell around her shoulders, and he suddenly wondered what it felt like. He knew that girls had soft hair, and he wondered if it made a difference if they were unbearable bitches.
"How the hell did you get a Harley, anyway?" Kouga asked the question that had been bothering him since he'd first seen her speed off on the bike.
"Dad died when I was nine." Kagura answered shortly. "Mom said I could use the money for a car and save the rest for school. I didn't want a car." Kouga nodded, willing to accept her answer as enough information.
"So, did you talk to her?" Kouga asked the girl as they entered the Dairy Queen and began looking over the menu.
"Kagome?" Kagura asked, not surprised that he'd brought it up, only a bit shocked that it took him so long to ask the question that must have been the first on his mind. "She's gonna be fine. She's got an acute case of Men Are Cheating Bastards, but other than that, she's fine."
"Cheating…" Kouga's blue eyes narrowed as he waited for Kagura to order and thought this over. He stepped forward after her, ordering a large meal and a blizzard, just because they were expensive and he liked to piss Kagura off. "What the hell happened?" he asked, once she'd paid and they moved to wait for their order.
"Inuyasha." Kagura explained. "He's been leading her on since around the Halloween party, and today Kagome catches him getting some action from the witch."
"Kikyo?" Kouga couldn't help but laugh at the nickname despite his anger at Inuyasha. It was just so damn fitting, and after Halloween, there was definite justification. "What an ass…fucking making out with Kikyo?"
"They only kissed, so far as she knows, and apparently that's what he's claiming." Kagura shrugged. "Kagome's being a lot nicer about all of it than I'd be, I'm telling you that right now. I mean, sure, she ditched half of practice, but if it would've been me, he'd be missing a lot more than that." She grinned maliciously, and for some reason, Kouga couldn't help but admire her. Just then, their number was called and he went and got the food, bringing it back to continue the conversation.
"So is that it?" Kouga wanted to know. "I didn't even know Kagome and Inuyasha were together." He tried not to sound angry about that, but it didn't come out as controlled as he hoped.
"No wonder she didn't say anything to you." Kagura rolled bright red eyes at him. "You two are like two dogs sniffing at the same bone. I don't see why she bothers to put up with it."
"Don't start on me, Kagura." Kouga chomped on a fry angrily. "I'm sure you're the fucking relationship master."
"Nice, asshole." Kagura waved a spoonful of her Blizzard at him. "But I'm sure I could do a lot better than you three. The mess you've made is just ridiculous."
"So what else did you talk about?" Kouga wanted to know. "Or did it really take you an hour to figure out they kissed and Kagome got pissed?"
"Very funny, smartass." Kagura glared at him. "We talked about a few other things once she'd calmed down."
"Like what?" Kouga wanted to know.
"Like how obnoxious you are." She teased him. "We talked about Miroku and Sango for a little bit. Kagome and I were kind of missing details on both sides, so we weren't quite clear."
"Those two are fucking crazy." Kouga shook his head. "I thought that Sango was gonna kill him, and now she's like a schoolgirl or some shit. Ridiculous."
"Kagome asked about you." Kagura had been hesitant to offer this part of the conversation up, but she supposed Kagome might have told him anyway. "She wanted to know why I hate you so much."
"What'd you tell her? Cause you're a bitch?" Kouga smirked at her, expecting some witty retort.
"No." she calmly told him, scooping up a bite of Blizzard with her spoon. "I told her that I don't hate you at all."
"Bullshit." Kouga shook his head, devouring his burger as she responded.
"I don't like…people very much. I've gotten a lot better about it, but there's really only one person I'll ever hate." Kagura's eyes clouded over momentarily as Kouga stopped eating, his burger long gone, but his fries forgotten. "And you aren't him, so I don't hate you."
"But…you're such a bitch." He pointed out.
"You're just as bad to me as I am to you. I'm just giving back as good as I get." Kagura told him, returning her attention to her ice cream as Kouga thoughtfully finished his meal.
"You know, I don't really hate you either. I just think you're a bitch." Kouga told her after they'd finished and were headed out to the bike.
"We're in agreement, then." Kagura smiled at him, and Kouga wasn't sure if it was a friendly gesture or not. Either way, he needed her to drive him home. On the ride, he was silent, thinking about Kagome, Inuyasha, and even Kagura. What she'd said…he wasn't really sure what she was talking about, but it didn't seem like fun just fighting with her all the time, knowing she only fought back because he was an asshole. Although it was entertaining on occasion. And something about what she'd said really bothered him to the point where he decided to ask her as soon as they reached his house. Shippo was already home, as he'd gone with Souta and Kohaku who both insisted on checking out his new video game before returning to their own homes. Kouga felt sorry for Sango having to drive the little boys around, but he supposed she was used to it. It was okay, though. He hadn't known then that his car wasn't going to start up, but now he was glad he'd let the little stinker go ahead.
"Kagura." He stepped off the bike when she slowed to a stop. "Who's the guy?"
"The guy?" she asked, flipping up her visor to talk to him as he removed his helmet.
"The one you hate." He elaborated.
"It doesn't matter." It was hard to tell with the helmet, but Kouga was almost sure she smiled at him. Now that was something unusual.
"Then why don't you tell me?" he asked her.
"I don't really trust you." She admitted, taking back his helmet and stowing it away. "When I do, ask me again and I'll tell you."
"Deal." He nodded. "Kagura?"
"Yeah?" she turned back, having been getting ready to take off again.
"You're not as bad as I thought." He admitted.
"Same to you." And with that, she sped off into the night.
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The End (Of Part 5, That Is)
Whew, this kinda got long…oh, and to those who haven't figured it out, I update every Tuesday. Jaa!