Chapter 3 Confessions
Disclaimer: Type, type, type. Click, click, click. No matter how much I write about him, the fact remains that I do not own Inuyasha. Author's note: It's really hard to write a story when your eight-year-old sister keeps playing "The Naked Mole Rap".
"Rina, the Heart Locker?" asked Miroku. "Are you sure, Inuyasha?"
"Yeah," he replied. "Kagome won't tell me anything else, just that I 'must stay away from her'."
"It would be most wise if ye did," said Kaede.
"What do you mean, old hag?" asked Inuyasha.
"Heart Lockers are a lethal race of demons," she explained. "They feed on persons of the opposite gender by luring them with their charm and good looks. Persons of the same gender, however, instinctively sense the danger of Heart Lockers through a powerful sense of envy."
"So Kagome's jealous?" asked Inuyasha. "Well, that explains why she nearly suffocates me with those bear hugs."
"I am not jealous!" yelled Kagome, back from her bath with Sango. "And what do you mean, 'bear hugs'? You'd think you'd be glad I'm happy to see you!" She threw her arms around the perplexed hanyou, confusing him even more. "I need to talk to you," she whispered. "Alone,"
~*~
"What's goin' on?" he asked as they walked deeper into the forest. "What'd you need to talk to me about?"
"Inuyasha," she started hesitantly. She chose her words carefully. "This is very important, so be honest." He looked surprised, but he nodded. She took a breath. "Do you, uh, that is to say, um, I mean, well, what if, wait, hold on, that's not what I was going to, uh, listen, I think-"
"Wouldja spit it out already?" said Inuyasha, quite irritated. For one, what would the others think of him going off to talk to Kagome privately? And two, how did he know the others weren't spying on them?
"Uh, o-okay," she stammered. I was wondering if maybe, oh, I mean, I just," she stopped, frustrated with her failure to speak and took a breath. "Inuyasha," she said calmly. "What do you think of me?" She stopped dead and looked expectantly up at him.
Kikyo, he thought. He flashed back to that day Kikyo had called for him to sit with her. They had talked about the jewel that day, and then, she asked him the exact same question. "Inuyasha, what do you think of me? Do I seem ordinary?" Realizing the gaping hole he'd left in the conversation, he came crashing back to reality. "K-Kagome," he choked. "I- I, uh..." What do I say? She reminds me so much of Kikyo, and yet, she's so different. What does she want me to say? He shifted uncomfortably and scratched behind his head. "I think you're... you're..."
"Yes?" she asked impatiently.
"You're nice, Kagome." She hit the ground with a thud and got back up.
"Is that-"she began furiously, but then her face changed. "I mean, uh, thanks, I guess."
Great, I hurt her feelings, he thought. "Kagome, you're more than just nice."
"It's all right, Inuyasha," she said. He must still be in love with Kikyo, she thought. She walked on.
"No, it's not," he said, jumping in front of her. "Kagome, I care about you." She looked up at him.
"Oh, how touching, really, I think I could cry," said a familiar voice. Kagome's eyes lost any trace of compassion and turned icy...
"It's her," she said coldly. And it was. She jumped out of a tree and landed gracefully in front of them. Inuyasha turned and stood in front of Kagome.
Disclaimer: Type, type, type. Click, click, click. No matter how much I write about him, the fact remains that I do not own Inuyasha. Author's note: It's really hard to write a story when your eight-year-old sister keeps playing "The Naked Mole Rap".
"Rina, the Heart Locker?" asked Miroku. "Are you sure, Inuyasha?"
"Yeah," he replied. "Kagome won't tell me anything else, just that I 'must stay away from her'."
"It would be most wise if ye did," said Kaede.
"What do you mean, old hag?" asked Inuyasha.
"Heart Lockers are a lethal race of demons," she explained. "They feed on persons of the opposite gender by luring them with their charm and good looks. Persons of the same gender, however, instinctively sense the danger of Heart Lockers through a powerful sense of envy."
"So Kagome's jealous?" asked Inuyasha. "Well, that explains why she nearly suffocates me with those bear hugs."
"I am not jealous!" yelled Kagome, back from her bath with Sango. "And what do you mean, 'bear hugs'? You'd think you'd be glad I'm happy to see you!" She threw her arms around the perplexed hanyou, confusing him even more. "I need to talk to you," she whispered. "Alone,"
~*~
"What's goin' on?" he asked as they walked deeper into the forest. "What'd you need to talk to me about?"
"Inuyasha," she started hesitantly. She chose her words carefully. "This is very important, so be honest." He looked surprised, but he nodded. She took a breath. "Do you, uh, that is to say, um, I mean, well, what if, wait, hold on, that's not what I was going to, uh, listen, I think-"
"Wouldja spit it out already?" said Inuyasha, quite irritated. For one, what would the others think of him going off to talk to Kagome privately? And two, how did he know the others weren't spying on them?
"Uh, o-okay," she stammered. I was wondering if maybe, oh, I mean, I just," she stopped, frustrated with her failure to speak and took a breath. "Inuyasha," she said calmly. "What do you think of me?" She stopped dead and looked expectantly up at him.
Kikyo, he thought. He flashed back to that day Kikyo had called for him to sit with her. They had talked about the jewel that day, and then, she asked him the exact same question. "Inuyasha, what do you think of me? Do I seem ordinary?" Realizing the gaping hole he'd left in the conversation, he came crashing back to reality. "K-Kagome," he choked. "I- I, uh..." What do I say? She reminds me so much of Kikyo, and yet, she's so different. What does she want me to say? He shifted uncomfortably and scratched behind his head. "I think you're... you're..."
"Yes?" she asked impatiently.
"You're nice, Kagome." She hit the ground with a thud and got back up.
"Is that-"she began furiously, but then her face changed. "I mean, uh, thanks, I guess."
Great, I hurt her feelings, he thought. "Kagome, you're more than just nice."
"It's all right, Inuyasha," she said. He must still be in love with Kikyo, she thought. She walked on.
"No, it's not," he said, jumping in front of her. "Kagome, I care about you." She looked up at him.
"Oh, how touching, really, I think I could cry," said a familiar voice. Kagome's eyes lost any trace of compassion and turned icy...
"It's her," she said coldly. And it was. She jumped out of a tree and landed gracefully in front of them. Inuyasha turned and stood in front of Kagome.