September Rain_ Chapter 4
Wicked_lady88_ I'm hoping to keep this story at PG-13, but some spur-of- the-moment creativeness may result in upping the rating. It all depends what people want. Thanks for reviewing! ^_^
And uh, also.. also, I'd like to apologize for my writing short chapters, but I just don't have an attention span that big!
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Kagome yawned and stretched her arms, balling her hands into little fists: This was the best night, or...day, as it were, of sleep she had had in a long time. She moaned softly, picking up the pieces in her mind of the night... or, day, before. As she pondered, she snuggled the woollen blanket closer around herself and fidgeted with the down pillow her head was resting on: Hey.. Woollen blanket? Down pillow? She could NEVER afford anything like that!
"What the hell!?" she shouted, springing herself out of the unknown bed she had been resting in so comfortably before. Looking around the rest of the room, she decided that this was a pretty snazzy place, with expensive linens, and a romantic four-poster bed. Where was she? Why was she here? Kagome looked down at her clothes: her skirt and top were still in place, which was a good sign. "Good. No perverted vampire kidnappers with stupid- looking dog-ears did anything with ME last night!" she proclaimed, suddenly drawing a new burst of energy and boldness from somewhere. Making movements as in to push up her sleeves (although she didn't have any sleeves), she made her way towards the door decorated with frosted glass, which, as far as she could see, was the only way out of the room.
Her hand reached towards the brass doorknob, then faltered. She didn't even know where she was. Who was to say there wasn't an army of murderers/vampires/demons behind that door? After all, she *was* mysteriously abducted by a weird looking guy with gold eyes last night. She shivered as she remembered the way he touched her last night. Maybe he was just pretending.
Like hell.
"Arrg. I don't have time for this," she said, determined. Hesitating only just a little, she grasped the knob, and turned.
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Inuyasha was having second thoughts: How could that girl be anything but trouble, and a nuisance? Still, she was pretty, but there were lots of girls out there who were just as pretty, AND who didn't have as big a mouth as her.
"But still.." he muttered, picking at the slice of half-eaten pumpkin pie with his fork, there was something about her. Last night, when he touched her leg, when he kissed her, he felt a surge of energy, a type that he wasn't aware of. It wasn't dark, or evil, but pure. He remembered he couldn't *stop* himself from touching her that moment. Sesshomaru had told him of this girl's power, but he never knew it would feel so... good. 'Grrr.. get a hold of yourself, Inu.' He thought, ' Don't think about those things
"Something the matter?" asked a calm, cool voice from across the table.
Inuyasha blinked. He was sitting at a table in an outside café, accompanied by another man, and there was a waitress standing between them, holding a steaming pot of coffee. "More coffee, sir?" she asked pleasantly.
"Sure, whatever," replied Inuyasha, staring angrily at his pumpkin pie. The waitress left, but not before sending the other man an icy stare.
"Ah, will I ever get a lovely woman to bear me children?" sighed Miroku misfortunately.
Inuyasha smirked, but didn't say anything. Miroku was such a player, too bad no one would ever 'play' with him.
"Eh, right. Back to... business," said Miroku, after staring at a woman who walked by them on the street, "This girl, Kagome Higurashi.. this is the one Sesshomaru wanted? My, she's pretty."
Inuyasha flinched, "Knock it off. She's private property."
Miroku chuckled, but said nothing else.
Inuyasha glared, but didn't say anything for a few moments. "Right, so you're to tell Sesshomaru where we're staying. I've got to get going, she's probably woken up already."
Miroku nodded, then added, "You know Kouga's coming too, right?"
Inuyasha's face darkened, and he growled, "Just like that bastard to come along for an easy mission. Stupid wolf-boy. Whatever, I've gotta get going."
Miroku nodded, and sipped his coffee almost daintily. "Right," he replied, "I've got some business to attend to myself," he eyed another waitress that was helping the table next to them. Inuyasha rolled his eyes.
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_To be continued
Wicked_lady88_ I'm hoping to keep this story at PG-13, but some spur-of- the-moment creativeness may result in upping the rating. It all depends what people want. Thanks for reviewing! ^_^
And uh, also.. also, I'd like to apologize for my writing short chapters, but I just don't have an attention span that big!
~*~
Kagome yawned and stretched her arms, balling her hands into little fists: This was the best night, or...day, as it were, of sleep she had had in a long time. She moaned softly, picking up the pieces in her mind of the night... or, day, before. As she pondered, she snuggled the woollen blanket closer around herself and fidgeted with the down pillow her head was resting on: Hey.. Woollen blanket? Down pillow? She could NEVER afford anything like that!
"What the hell!?" she shouted, springing herself out of the unknown bed she had been resting in so comfortably before. Looking around the rest of the room, she decided that this was a pretty snazzy place, with expensive linens, and a romantic four-poster bed. Where was she? Why was she here? Kagome looked down at her clothes: her skirt and top were still in place, which was a good sign. "Good. No perverted vampire kidnappers with stupid- looking dog-ears did anything with ME last night!" she proclaimed, suddenly drawing a new burst of energy and boldness from somewhere. Making movements as in to push up her sleeves (although she didn't have any sleeves), she made her way towards the door decorated with frosted glass, which, as far as she could see, was the only way out of the room.
Her hand reached towards the brass doorknob, then faltered. She didn't even know where she was. Who was to say there wasn't an army of murderers/vampires/demons behind that door? After all, she *was* mysteriously abducted by a weird looking guy with gold eyes last night. She shivered as she remembered the way he touched her last night. Maybe he was just pretending.
Like hell.
"Arrg. I don't have time for this," she said, determined. Hesitating only just a little, she grasped the knob, and turned.
~*~
Inuyasha was having second thoughts: How could that girl be anything but trouble, and a nuisance? Still, she was pretty, but there were lots of girls out there who were just as pretty, AND who didn't have as big a mouth as her.
"But still.." he muttered, picking at the slice of half-eaten pumpkin pie with his fork, there was something about her. Last night, when he touched her leg, when he kissed her, he felt a surge of energy, a type that he wasn't aware of. It wasn't dark, or evil, but pure. He remembered he couldn't *stop* himself from touching her that moment. Sesshomaru had told him of this girl's power, but he never knew it would feel so... good. 'Grrr.. get a hold of yourself, Inu.' He thought, ' Don't think about those things
"Something the matter?" asked a calm, cool voice from across the table.
Inuyasha blinked. He was sitting at a table in an outside café, accompanied by another man, and there was a waitress standing between them, holding a steaming pot of coffee. "More coffee, sir?" she asked pleasantly.
"Sure, whatever," replied Inuyasha, staring angrily at his pumpkin pie. The waitress left, but not before sending the other man an icy stare.
"Ah, will I ever get a lovely woman to bear me children?" sighed Miroku misfortunately.
Inuyasha smirked, but didn't say anything. Miroku was such a player, too bad no one would ever 'play' with him.
"Eh, right. Back to... business," said Miroku, after staring at a woman who walked by them on the street, "This girl, Kagome Higurashi.. this is the one Sesshomaru wanted? My, she's pretty."
Inuyasha flinched, "Knock it off. She's private property."
Miroku chuckled, but said nothing else.
Inuyasha glared, but didn't say anything for a few moments. "Right, so you're to tell Sesshomaru where we're staying. I've got to get going, she's probably woken up already."
Miroku nodded, then added, "You know Kouga's coming too, right?"
Inuyasha's face darkened, and he growled, "Just like that bastard to come along for an easy mission. Stupid wolf-boy. Whatever, I've gotta get going."
Miroku nodded, and sipped his coffee almost daintily. "Right," he replied, "I've got some business to attend to myself," he eyed another waitress that was helping the table next to them. Inuyasha rolled his eyes.
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_To be continued
