Affections, Part I
by rabid-dove
Chapter Two, Unexpected Surprises
She didn't like the smell of the place, nor did she like the tacky brown wallpaper. It just wasn't fashionable, you know? After all, Burger Barn was one of the most popular restaurants in town, it should have enough money to afford some better stuff, like different coloured wallpaper than crap brown? Heh, she didn't think they'd ever change, though, and in a tiny little part of her heart she wanted it to stay that way.
She wasn't the only one there, though. Many other people who might've hated the interior of the restaurant as much as she did were there too, chomping on thick and juicy hamburgers, wolfing down fries and chugging on giant cans of super fizzy pop. They were there for pleasure, and she was too. Sort of ... she had to meet someone, and while she was waiting for him it was only fair for her to get something to eat, right?
But she'd been waiting for hours, and she'd eaten three cheeseburgers! Where in the hell was he, anyway? She'd said 3 o'clock, maybe he thought in the morning ...? Nah, he wasn't that dense, but he was a little thickheaded.
The restaurant door clicked, and he walked into the building. Her heart started to race. Yes, he was here. She knew exactly what she'd say when he sat down, smoothed out his robe and began babbling. She wouldn't say anything, she'd squirt pop in his face!
He was more than an hour late!
"Uhm, hello Sango," he mumbled, looking at the spot of ketchup on the table. She looked at him, at his sad puppy dog face and his innocent nature. She almost wanted to scoop him up and give him a big bear hug, but she knew the very next day some other girl would be doing the same thing, except not to comfort him.
To strangle him.
Sango was so very, very, VERY glad she wasn't a man. So glad she could kiss herself. So glad she would agree to bear his child if he asked ... okay, maybe not. She wasn't that glad.
"Whatever, Miroku, stick to the plan," Sango replied, stirring her pop with a plastic spoon. She enjoyed comedy just as much as he probably did, and he loved comedy, but she wasn't feeling very funny right now. She felt ... she guessed, urgent. Yeah, she felt urgent, solemn, serious.
Absolutely under no circumstances did she feel funny ... until some orange pop spurted out of Miroku's nose. Then she burst out laughing: he could be such a dork sometimes.
"Okay, okay," Miroku caught his breath after a few seconds, smoothed out his shirt and placed both elbows on the table. One of them landed smack dab in the middle of the pool of ketchup, and he swatted at the stain as if it were an annoying fly, "I came to propose a plan, an idea, a hypothesis--" Sango groaned and lay back in her chair. This was obviously going to take a while. A long while. Miroku liked using big words, to impress the ladies of course.
"But first, I need to ask you something. Are you familiar with Inuyasha?" Miroku asked, his chin resting in two cupped hands. Almost instantly a nerve flicked 'on' in Sango's brain. Inuyasha, her childhood friend and mechanic expertise, status ... single.
Wow, the human brain was nothing short of amazing.
"Yeah, I know him," she replied, now seemingly interested. Leaning forward, she could see that Miroku was highly interested, too. They were both interested. Wait, did that mean Miroku knew Inuyasha or something?
Sango didn't remember Inuyasha ever telling her about Miroku, which probably meant that the monk simply knew about Inuyasha, he didn't know him as a real person. That was kind of weird too, considering that Inuyasha wasn't exactly the most popular guy around.
She was soon to find out just how popular he was.
Miroku let a small wry smile spread across his face, which noted he was hiding something. He got up from his chair and strode casually over to the Burger Barn order counter. Sango suddenly noticed he was holding a tape. A video tape?!?
Oh no, he wasn't going to show the whole restaurant the time where he ... oh crap, she had to stop him.
"Miroku, don't you dare show that tape!" she cried, dashing towards him and tackling him. While he was on the ground, she placed both legs firmly on the ground so he couldn't escape. Grabbing at the tape, she found the whole place was staring at her. She suddenly fet burning hot. White-hot kind of hot. That wasn't good.
"Uhhh, what exactly is on this tape, Miroku?" Sango asked, her free hand shaking. Don't tell her he wasn't showing ... that tape!
She didn't even know why they'd bothered recording that mess, anyway. It wasn't all that interesting, she'd gotten drunk while visiting Inuyasha, and--she was drunk, that was all! It wasn't like she had any feelings towards the guy, didn't he like another girl?
What was her name again? ... Kagomite? Kagino? Kagote? Who cared, anyway? It wasn't like she'd ever actually meet the woman.
How very wrong she was.
Miroku hastily grabbed the tape from Sango, handed it to a cashier at the counter, and placed both arms behind his head. He seemed pleased. "You know, I could get used to this position," he sighed, that same sneaky grin on his face.
What a bastard! She'd done all that for nothing, and now he thought she was doing stuff with him?!? "Pervert," Sango replied quaintly, kicking him in the face with her boots. Hiking boots. As she got up and dusted herself off, she turned to look at what the restaurant television was showing. It was K-579, that super popular news channel. And who was that there? Was that ...
Was that Inuyasha?!? Falling from a 7 storey building with some girl clinging to him?!? Well, she had a guess he wouldn't stay single for very much longer. Hell, he would probably get married next week.
For some reason, she didn't like that very much ... and it wasn't because she liked him. She liked Mir--no, she thought he was a perv. She knew she did. Didn't she?
She decided to pray to God every night from now on, just to make sure.
"A strange incident occured last night in the Ishida Apartments," the reporter on the screen blared, a serious look on her face, "When a half- demon known as Inuyasha Yamamoto frantically jumped out of his apartment window with a girl known as Kagome Higurashi to escape the flames tearing down his room."
Did she hear right? Inuyasha's house was on fire? He'd never told her ...
Come to think of it, he hadn't contacted her since last night around 7 o'clock. The nerve of him!
"Now you know why I'm so insanely interested in this guy," Miroku sighed, rubbing the giant bump on the back of his head. It looked more like a melon than a wound, though, "I envy his skills with women."
Sango was obviously disgusted. Skills with women? Please, he hadn't even tried to get with her, now he was in love with some girl she'd never even met? Probably his Girlfriend-of-the-Century. Ha, more like millenium. Some girls might find him attractive, but that was all. Not courteous or anything. Not a gentleman, like some people.
Not many but some.
"We need to find him," Sango exclaimed, balling up her hands into fists. She stopped her heroic act for a moment to turn and stare at a man who had just entered the store. He didn't bother to order anything, he just sat down at a table and looked down.
He was dressed in a long and ratty brown coat, black gloves and a gigantic hat that covered every part of his face but his mouth. "Whozzat?" Sango asked, cocking her head to one side. Why'd she even care who it was? There was something ominous about his prescence.
Well, if there was, Miroku didn't notice it. He just looked around impatiently and sighed, "It doesn't matter, Sango."
Little did he know, it mattered. Alot.
~*~*~*~*
"Wake up, you stupid lug."
Inuyasha opened one sleepy eyelid, peering around the 'room'. He was in some sort of warehouse, and that voice he'd just heard now belonged to Kikyo. Kikyo, that woman who drove him to work every single day. What beef did he have with her? He didn't remember doing anything to her, besides ask her something of no significance, like the weather or something stupid like that.
Jeez, if that was what she was worked up about, he didn't think she'd ever kept her boyfriends for more than two days. She probably never even had any boyfriends, when he thought about it.
"I said wake up, I don't have all day," Kikyo's frosty voice echoed heavily through the closed off room. There were no exits, were there? Only that big folding door over there, and if she was in the way he wouldn't be able to escape fast enough. Fast enough. What had happened to him? Why was he letting her kidnap him, then block him off from the outside world?
Inuyasha remembered those obsessed celebrity fans, then shuddered.
(Hmmm, sound familiar? Lol, Kagome thought the same thing)
"K-Kikyo ... what're you doing?" Inuyasha muttered, his tongue feeling heavy. Aww, he couldn't speak? That was just ... unfair. If he couldn't speak, then he wouldn't be able to 'talk' his way out. You know, talk your way out? With charm and stuff? ... Okay, maybe that might not work.
Okay, it was sure not to work, under any circumstances.
"What am I doing? I'm kidnapping you, so you won't get away ... ever again," Kikyo leaned over and stuck her face right in Inuyashas. Eeew, he was single, but he wasn't interested in her. But strangely enough, he didn't feel very uncomfortable. Oh no, he knew what that meant.
But what did she mean when she said 'ever again'? When was she ever his girlfriend? Never!
"Kikyo, I'm sorry for whatever I did, but ..." Inuyasha started, but Kikyo pressed an icy cold finger to his lips. Oh, he wished. She shoved her hand into his face!
"Shh, I saw the news yesterday," Kikyo smiled a weird looking smile, actually, Inuyasha wasn't even sure it was a smile. It looked more like an akward frown than anything, "I saw you with that Kagome Higurashi tramp. I don't want to see you with her again."
Huh?!? Never again?!? Since when did Kikyo become his mother, and make all his rules, huh? Was she love-struck, or dumbstruck? He figured either one sounded believable ... just the second one suited his best interests better.
"Or I'll just have to kill you," Kikyo lost the akward frown and leaned back. A sigh of relief that Inuyasha didn't even know he was holding in came pouring out. Weird. "You hear me? Now, go away," Kikyo grabbed the chair that Inuyasha was fastened to and began ripping the tape from around it. Inuyasha squirmed uneasily at every RRRIP sound made, but soon he was free.
Free. He could go now.
"Th-Thank you, Kikyo!" Inuyasha cried, preparing to jump up through the ceiling. That usually hurt, alot, but he was in a good mood after being freed, so he didn't care. Kikyo bowed slightly, that weird frown wiped clean off her face. She looked like a completely different person now.
Hang on a minute, she was just going to let him go ...? After all that?!?
And he could never see Kagome again!
"Crap ..." Inuyasha mumbled, dropping his happy expression. Still, as he burst through the hardwood, Inuyasha thought about ways he could get to see Kagome.
Just then his cellphone rang. Inuyasha picked it up. Call waiting, Kagome was calling him. Kagome?!?
It was just a message, though. Too bad, he needed to talk to her.
"Umm, hey Inuyasha, it's Kagome. Just wanted to thank you for ... um, saving me yesterday. Call me later, or come over or something. I need to talk to you. Seeya, Kag," the electronic version of Kagome's voice faded into nothingness, and Inuyasha felt anger beginning to burn in his eyes.
Girls were so terribly complicated.
Maybe he could just, like, sneak over to her apartment. After all, she only lived a few doors down, and it was getting kind of late ...
Yeah, he would go over there. Right now.
~*~*~*~*
Kagome bustled around the house, sticking various flowers she didn't even know the name of into jaded vases. The table was set with incredibly fancy chinaware, and a tall rosy red candle sat in the middle of the fray.
All of this for Inuyasha, a simple guest. Who knew one could get so worked up over a guy? ... she did, sort of.
Suddenly the doorbell rang. Kagome nearly threw her stirring spoon into the air. It was him! "Coming!" Kagome cried, rushing towards the door while trying to tear off her apron at the same time. Kagome finally got to the door, with her apron safely tucked away behind a pile of spices.
"Hello? Are you coming in?" Kagome asked, a wide grin spread across her face.
"Yes," the voice answered, and Kagome gasped.
She knew that voice.
It wasn't Inuyasha, she knew what he sounded like, and she would know no matter what he did. This voice, it was cold and lifeless, just like the woman Inuyasha had been babbling about the night before ... before something happened to him.
It sounded just like Kikyo.
(Dun-dun-dun! Lol, sorry, I just had to do that)
"Umm ... I was kind of expecting someone. What's up?" Kagome asked from behind the door. She didn't exactly feel very friendly towards this woman, and from the sound of it Kikyo didn't sound very nice, either.
"Oh, just tell Inuyasha I moved in beside him, in room 708, right beside you too!" Kikyo winked and walked away, and Kagome could hear the click- clacking of her high heels as she opened her apartment door and closed it with a slam.
Note to self: Game Over.
Meanwhile, Inuyasha was on his way over to Kagome's house ...
~*~*~*~*
A/N: Hahahaha, yet another cliffhanger! Sort of. I hope you liked this chapter, the whole thing moved kind of fast, don't you think? Well, Sango and Miroku may not be in this chapter much, and they're kind of out of the group, but in Chapter 3 I hope to tie them into the story, so they can relate to the whole thing. I can't tell you how I'll do it, though ;)
Like I said before, please review my story if you liked it ... and if you didn't like it, then just stop reading. I don't have time for negative energy, seriously.
~Thank-You.
PS- In case you're wondering, this is an InuKag fic, not an InuKik fic, I'm not a big fan of that couple. Just letting you know before you flame me ^_^;
And even if you flame me because you're a fan of InuKik, if you're so angry at me make your own fanfic supporting that. Just don't copy me.
Oh, and if you didn't know already, everything in brackets is me speaking, not the characters. Just letting you know :)Sorry for making this Author's Note so incredibly long. I just wanted to explain everything now so I won't have to in the other chapters. Sound forgivable? I hope so ^_^;
(Like anyone would want to?)
by rabid-dove
Chapter Two, Unexpected Surprises
She didn't like the smell of the place, nor did she like the tacky brown wallpaper. It just wasn't fashionable, you know? After all, Burger Barn was one of the most popular restaurants in town, it should have enough money to afford some better stuff, like different coloured wallpaper than crap brown? Heh, she didn't think they'd ever change, though, and in a tiny little part of her heart she wanted it to stay that way.
She wasn't the only one there, though. Many other people who might've hated the interior of the restaurant as much as she did were there too, chomping on thick and juicy hamburgers, wolfing down fries and chugging on giant cans of super fizzy pop. They were there for pleasure, and she was too. Sort of ... she had to meet someone, and while she was waiting for him it was only fair for her to get something to eat, right?
But she'd been waiting for hours, and she'd eaten three cheeseburgers! Where in the hell was he, anyway? She'd said 3 o'clock, maybe he thought in the morning ...? Nah, he wasn't that dense, but he was a little thickheaded.
The restaurant door clicked, and he walked into the building. Her heart started to race. Yes, he was here. She knew exactly what she'd say when he sat down, smoothed out his robe and began babbling. She wouldn't say anything, she'd squirt pop in his face!
He was more than an hour late!
"Uhm, hello Sango," he mumbled, looking at the spot of ketchup on the table. She looked at him, at his sad puppy dog face and his innocent nature. She almost wanted to scoop him up and give him a big bear hug, but she knew the very next day some other girl would be doing the same thing, except not to comfort him.
To strangle him.
Sango was so very, very, VERY glad she wasn't a man. So glad she could kiss herself. So glad she would agree to bear his child if he asked ... okay, maybe not. She wasn't that glad.
"Whatever, Miroku, stick to the plan," Sango replied, stirring her pop with a plastic spoon. She enjoyed comedy just as much as he probably did, and he loved comedy, but she wasn't feeling very funny right now. She felt ... she guessed, urgent. Yeah, she felt urgent, solemn, serious.
Absolutely under no circumstances did she feel funny ... until some orange pop spurted out of Miroku's nose. Then she burst out laughing: he could be such a dork sometimes.
"Okay, okay," Miroku caught his breath after a few seconds, smoothed out his shirt and placed both elbows on the table. One of them landed smack dab in the middle of the pool of ketchup, and he swatted at the stain as if it were an annoying fly, "I came to propose a plan, an idea, a hypothesis--" Sango groaned and lay back in her chair. This was obviously going to take a while. A long while. Miroku liked using big words, to impress the ladies of course.
"But first, I need to ask you something. Are you familiar with Inuyasha?" Miroku asked, his chin resting in two cupped hands. Almost instantly a nerve flicked 'on' in Sango's brain. Inuyasha, her childhood friend and mechanic expertise, status ... single.
Wow, the human brain was nothing short of amazing.
"Yeah, I know him," she replied, now seemingly interested. Leaning forward, she could see that Miroku was highly interested, too. They were both interested. Wait, did that mean Miroku knew Inuyasha or something?
Sango didn't remember Inuyasha ever telling her about Miroku, which probably meant that the monk simply knew about Inuyasha, he didn't know him as a real person. That was kind of weird too, considering that Inuyasha wasn't exactly the most popular guy around.
She was soon to find out just how popular he was.
Miroku let a small wry smile spread across his face, which noted he was hiding something. He got up from his chair and strode casually over to the Burger Barn order counter. Sango suddenly noticed he was holding a tape. A video tape?!?
Oh no, he wasn't going to show the whole restaurant the time where he ... oh crap, she had to stop him.
"Miroku, don't you dare show that tape!" she cried, dashing towards him and tackling him. While he was on the ground, she placed both legs firmly on the ground so he couldn't escape. Grabbing at the tape, she found the whole place was staring at her. She suddenly fet burning hot. White-hot kind of hot. That wasn't good.
"Uhhh, what exactly is on this tape, Miroku?" Sango asked, her free hand shaking. Don't tell her he wasn't showing ... that tape!
She didn't even know why they'd bothered recording that mess, anyway. It wasn't all that interesting, she'd gotten drunk while visiting Inuyasha, and--she was drunk, that was all! It wasn't like she had any feelings towards the guy, didn't he like another girl?
What was her name again? ... Kagomite? Kagino? Kagote? Who cared, anyway? It wasn't like she'd ever actually meet the woman.
How very wrong she was.
Miroku hastily grabbed the tape from Sango, handed it to a cashier at the counter, and placed both arms behind his head. He seemed pleased. "You know, I could get used to this position," he sighed, that same sneaky grin on his face.
What a bastard! She'd done all that for nothing, and now he thought she was doing stuff with him?!? "Pervert," Sango replied quaintly, kicking him in the face with her boots. Hiking boots. As she got up and dusted herself off, she turned to look at what the restaurant television was showing. It was K-579, that super popular news channel. And who was that there? Was that ...
Was that Inuyasha?!? Falling from a 7 storey building with some girl clinging to him?!? Well, she had a guess he wouldn't stay single for very much longer. Hell, he would probably get married next week.
For some reason, she didn't like that very much ... and it wasn't because she liked him. She liked Mir--no, she thought he was a perv. She knew she did. Didn't she?
She decided to pray to God every night from now on, just to make sure.
"A strange incident occured last night in the Ishida Apartments," the reporter on the screen blared, a serious look on her face, "When a half- demon known as Inuyasha Yamamoto frantically jumped out of his apartment window with a girl known as Kagome Higurashi to escape the flames tearing down his room."
Did she hear right? Inuyasha's house was on fire? He'd never told her ...
Come to think of it, he hadn't contacted her since last night around 7 o'clock. The nerve of him!
"Now you know why I'm so insanely interested in this guy," Miroku sighed, rubbing the giant bump on the back of his head. It looked more like a melon than a wound, though, "I envy his skills with women."
Sango was obviously disgusted. Skills with women? Please, he hadn't even tried to get with her, now he was in love with some girl she'd never even met? Probably his Girlfriend-of-the-Century. Ha, more like millenium. Some girls might find him attractive, but that was all. Not courteous or anything. Not a gentleman, like some people.
Not many but some.
"We need to find him," Sango exclaimed, balling up her hands into fists. She stopped her heroic act for a moment to turn and stare at a man who had just entered the store. He didn't bother to order anything, he just sat down at a table and looked down.
He was dressed in a long and ratty brown coat, black gloves and a gigantic hat that covered every part of his face but his mouth. "Whozzat?" Sango asked, cocking her head to one side. Why'd she even care who it was? There was something ominous about his prescence.
Well, if there was, Miroku didn't notice it. He just looked around impatiently and sighed, "It doesn't matter, Sango."
Little did he know, it mattered. Alot.
~*~*~*~*
"Wake up, you stupid lug."
Inuyasha opened one sleepy eyelid, peering around the 'room'. He was in some sort of warehouse, and that voice he'd just heard now belonged to Kikyo. Kikyo, that woman who drove him to work every single day. What beef did he have with her? He didn't remember doing anything to her, besides ask her something of no significance, like the weather or something stupid like that.
Jeez, if that was what she was worked up about, he didn't think she'd ever kept her boyfriends for more than two days. She probably never even had any boyfriends, when he thought about it.
"I said wake up, I don't have all day," Kikyo's frosty voice echoed heavily through the closed off room. There were no exits, were there? Only that big folding door over there, and if she was in the way he wouldn't be able to escape fast enough. Fast enough. What had happened to him? Why was he letting her kidnap him, then block him off from the outside world?
Inuyasha remembered those obsessed celebrity fans, then shuddered.
(Hmmm, sound familiar? Lol, Kagome thought the same thing)
"K-Kikyo ... what're you doing?" Inuyasha muttered, his tongue feeling heavy. Aww, he couldn't speak? That was just ... unfair. If he couldn't speak, then he wouldn't be able to 'talk' his way out. You know, talk your way out? With charm and stuff? ... Okay, maybe that might not work.
Okay, it was sure not to work, under any circumstances.
"What am I doing? I'm kidnapping you, so you won't get away ... ever again," Kikyo leaned over and stuck her face right in Inuyashas. Eeew, he was single, but he wasn't interested in her. But strangely enough, he didn't feel very uncomfortable. Oh no, he knew what that meant.
But what did she mean when she said 'ever again'? When was she ever his girlfriend? Never!
"Kikyo, I'm sorry for whatever I did, but ..." Inuyasha started, but Kikyo pressed an icy cold finger to his lips. Oh, he wished. She shoved her hand into his face!
"Shh, I saw the news yesterday," Kikyo smiled a weird looking smile, actually, Inuyasha wasn't even sure it was a smile. It looked more like an akward frown than anything, "I saw you with that Kagome Higurashi tramp. I don't want to see you with her again."
Huh?!? Never again?!? Since when did Kikyo become his mother, and make all his rules, huh? Was she love-struck, or dumbstruck? He figured either one sounded believable ... just the second one suited his best interests better.
"Or I'll just have to kill you," Kikyo lost the akward frown and leaned back. A sigh of relief that Inuyasha didn't even know he was holding in came pouring out. Weird. "You hear me? Now, go away," Kikyo grabbed the chair that Inuyasha was fastened to and began ripping the tape from around it. Inuyasha squirmed uneasily at every RRRIP sound made, but soon he was free.
Free. He could go now.
"Th-Thank you, Kikyo!" Inuyasha cried, preparing to jump up through the ceiling. That usually hurt, alot, but he was in a good mood after being freed, so he didn't care. Kikyo bowed slightly, that weird frown wiped clean off her face. She looked like a completely different person now.
Hang on a minute, she was just going to let him go ...? After all that?!?
And he could never see Kagome again!
"Crap ..." Inuyasha mumbled, dropping his happy expression. Still, as he burst through the hardwood, Inuyasha thought about ways he could get to see Kagome.
Just then his cellphone rang. Inuyasha picked it up. Call waiting, Kagome was calling him. Kagome?!?
It was just a message, though. Too bad, he needed to talk to her.
"Umm, hey Inuyasha, it's Kagome. Just wanted to thank you for ... um, saving me yesterday. Call me later, or come over or something. I need to talk to you. Seeya, Kag," the electronic version of Kagome's voice faded into nothingness, and Inuyasha felt anger beginning to burn in his eyes.
Girls were so terribly complicated.
Maybe he could just, like, sneak over to her apartment. After all, she only lived a few doors down, and it was getting kind of late ...
Yeah, he would go over there. Right now.
~*~*~*~*
Kagome bustled around the house, sticking various flowers she didn't even know the name of into jaded vases. The table was set with incredibly fancy chinaware, and a tall rosy red candle sat in the middle of the fray.
All of this for Inuyasha, a simple guest. Who knew one could get so worked up over a guy? ... she did, sort of.
Suddenly the doorbell rang. Kagome nearly threw her stirring spoon into the air. It was him! "Coming!" Kagome cried, rushing towards the door while trying to tear off her apron at the same time. Kagome finally got to the door, with her apron safely tucked away behind a pile of spices.
"Hello? Are you coming in?" Kagome asked, a wide grin spread across her face.
"Yes," the voice answered, and Kagome gasped.
She knew that voice.
It wasn't Inuyasha, she knew what he sounded like, and she would know no matter what he did. This voice, it was cold and lifeless, just like the woman Inuyasha had been babbling about the night before ... before something happened to him.
It sounded just like Kikyo.
(Dun-dun-dun! Lol, sorry, I just had to do that)
"Umm ... I was kind of expecting someone. What's up?" Kagome asked from behind the door. She didn't exactly feel very friendly towards this woman, and from the sound of it Kikyo didn't sound very nice, either.
"Oh, just tell Inuyasha I moved in beside him, in room 708, right beside you too!" Kikyo winked and walked away, and Kagome could hear the click- clacking of her high heels as she opened her apartment door and closed it with a slam.
Note to self: Game Over.
Meanwhile, Inuyasha was on his way over to Kagome's house ...
~*~*~*~*
A/N: Hahahaha, yet another cliffhanger! Sort of. I hope you liked this chapter, the whole thing moved kind of fast, don't you think? Well, Sango and Miroku may not be in this chapter much, and they're kind of out of the group, but in Chapter 3 I hope to tie them into the story, so they can relate to the whole thing. I can't tell you how I'll do it, though ;)
Like I said before, please review my story if you liked it ... and if you didn't like it, then just stop reading. I don't have time for negative energy, seriously.
~Thank-You.
PS- In case you're wondering, this is an InuKag fic, not an InuKik fic, I'm not a big fan of that couple. Just letting you know before you flame me ^_^;
And even if you flame me because you're a fan of InuKik, if you're so angry at me make your own fanfic supporting that. Just don't copy me.
Oh, and if you didn't know already, everything in brackets is me speaking, not the characters. Just letting you know :)Sorry for making this Author's Note so incredibly long. I just wanted to explain everything now so I won't have to in the other chapters. Sound forgivable? I hope so ^_^;
(Like anyone would want to?)