Chapter 3

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"Stop running so fast!" Yelled Kagome as Inuyasha sped down an allyway, practically dragging the girl behind him, "You smell like wet dog, and WHY THE HELL ARE YOU TAKING ME AWAY!?"

Inuyasha groaned: she was a talker, alright. "Just shut up or I'll close your mouth for you," he growled, flexing the fingers on the hand he wasn't using just in front of Kagome's face. It succeeded in keeping her silent in fear for the next few minutes, as they criss-crossed through the back ways of town.

Finally, Kagome couldn't keep it in any longer, "Do you even know where you're going?" she asked in an annoyed tone. Inuyasha rolled his eyes: he just couldn't keep this girl quiet for more than a few minutes. "Yes, I know where I'm going!" he retorted, "Now SHUT UP, y'stupid wench!"

Since her captor hadn't used force against her yet, she decided to continue the one-sided conversation, "Do you even know what you're doing? My brother was planning to come to my apartment this morning, do you know what he'll do if he sees that I've disappeared? The police will find you and put you in jail!"

Inuyasha curled his lip in exasperation, and finally slammed the girl as gently as he could into a nearby overly-graffitied wall. He stood there for a while, with his hands pressing firming onto her upper-arms, breathing more heavily than he should have been.

Kagome faltered, shuddering. He was only about 8 inches taller than her, but right now it seemed like a lot more. Her face became pale as she pushed out another question, although this one was in a more meek and frightened voice: "W-what are you going to do to me?"

Her captor with the peculiar dog-ears on his head smiled back, showing off his white, pointed fangs. "Whatever I want," he whispered into her ear, before he started kissing her neck as tenderly as he could.

Kagome was frightened beyond belief, "What!? Are you some sort of vampire!? Please don't drink my blood! I'm a virgin! Aren't vampires supposed to not like virgins?!"

Inuyasha raised an eyebrow, but his face couldn't be seen by Kagome, 'What is this girl thinking?' he thought. "Stupid little girl," he whispered terribly into her ear, which sounded more like a growl than a voice, "I'm a demon, and we demons love taking care of virgins." Adding more drama to her predicament, he removed one of his hands from her arm and placed it high on her leg, beneath her skirt, "You could prove to be quite a feisty playthi- ...wha?"

Poor Kagome, under all her stresses, had fainted away. Her head lolled strangely, like a doll's onto his chest. "Oh, great," he muttered, "She's out cold. Ah, well at least she'll be quiet now." He picked her up like a rag and threw her over his shoulder.

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