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*police come to drag girl away* NOOOOOO GIMME BACK MY HANYOU! HE IS MINE I TELL YOU! MINEEEEE! *slowly wakes up* I don't own Inuyasha
A.N: Three new reviewers! YAYAYAYAY!!!! Still not excellent, but it's something. Miroku will be introduced in this chappie. Enjoy!
Chapter Seven
Puppy Love (don't let the chapter title mislead you)
"What did I do to deserve this?"
That was the question most often asked in the chaos that resided in Kagome's mind. It had been over a week since she had left Buyo with the mystery man, and tears had clouded her vision ever since. She had tried to forget, really she had, but she just couldn't! She continued to find herself talking to Buyo, then realizing he wasn't there to talk to, or planning free adventures for the two of them, then realizing there would be no more hilarious escapades with the puppy. It was over. She wrapped her arms around her knees and hugged her legs close, lowering her head to sob within them.
It might seem silly to get worked up over a dog who you had barely even known for a month. Yet for Kagome, he wasn't just a dog. He had grown to be one of her best friends. When you're shunned by the world around you, forced to basically go into hiding, and suffer murder attempts on a daily basis, you learn to cherish the ones who care for you, understand you, even love you.
Buyo wasn't the only cause for Kagome's tears, however. She hadn't cried like this in years, no matter how many times she'd wanted to. From the day two weeks after her sixteenth birthday when she'd found her dead mother to the years she had spent hiding out in Japan, and from the day she'd finally found happiness far away from the city only to find the cause of her pain turn up again right under her nose, she hadn't shed a single tear. She had come close many times, but she'd always willed herself to stay strong, knowing that weakness could be her undoing. She hadn't wanted to cry.
But Buyo... weak, innocent Buyo... he had been the straw that broke the camel's back. And the man, the one she didn't even know, he had been her only other friend in the city. But she had left one with the other, and was forced to flee from the only two people who had been somewhat nice to her ever since she arrived here. She often found herself wondering how Buyo was doing. The man hadn't exactly seemed like the kind of guy who should own a dog, was Buyo being treated right? She tried not to dwell on it, instead spending her time trying to find food, shelter, and a little bit of security.
She had tried to write Kikyo, knowing her cousin could probably come up with some brilliant plan. Kikyo wasn't the kind of person you came crawling to when you needed emotional support, but if you truly needed something from her, she'd usually be there to give it to you.
But alas, you need money for a stamp, and she had neither pen nor paper to write her letter with anyway. She felt horrible for all of the homeless people she had passed in her life without giving a second glance. She would never be so thoughtless again, not that it mattered now.
In all reality, Kagome no longer had anything to live for. Her life consisted of eating almost nothing, drinking almost nothing, talking to no one, and constantly peeking around corners for fear of running into her father. She hadn't seen him since the incident a few weeks ago, but she knew he was bound to turn up soon. He always did.
Kagome knew she couldn't commit suicide, she wasn't that stupid, but she was beginning to wonder if she should just accept her fate. Next time her father showed up, maybe she wouldn't struggle. Why would she? Her life was filled with nothing but pain and fear, and she hated it with all her being. Why fight for something you could care less about?
"No," she said to herself in a barely audible whisper. Her voice grew stronger, as if reaching insider the deepest depths of her heart to pull strength. "NO! I WON'T GIVE IN TO HIM!" she screamed, her hands clenched at her sides. A few people turned to look at her for a moment, then briskly walked by with a mere shrug. They thought her insane. She sighed and plopped back down on the pavement.
"Who am I kidding?" she said to herself, once again bursting into tears. "Who am I trying to fool?"
~*~
"So who's the mutt?" questioned a tall dark haired man clad in jeans and an oversized black t-shirt. He looked like the image of a tough New York boy, an earring resting high in his right earlobe, and his black hair pulled into a short ponytail resting at his nape. A smirk resided on his lips, and his legs were crossed to help him lean against the doorframe of his best friend's apartment. He was the image of "bad boy".
"I dunno. Some girl forced her on me".
The boy looked shocked for a moment. "Inuyasha, I knew you were half dog demon, but this is a bit much! Who exactly was this girl anyway?"
Another boy, slightly taller then the first, gave him an annoyed glare. This one had long, silvery white hair that stretched down to his waist. He was also clad in jeans and an oversized red shirt. Yet there were a few things about him that set him apart from the rest of the world, the first being his hair. Second, he had claws, long claws in fact, that sprouted from his fingertips. In his mouth rested two long fangs that gleamed in the sunlight. Probably the strangest thing about him was his ears. Instead of resting on the side of his head like most ears, his rested on the top of his head, two fuzzy white triangles. Somehow, he looked a bit similar to the dog he was carrying in his arms, and the dark haired man found it quite amusing.
"Shut up, you know what I mean. And I don't know her name; I think it was Malome or something along those lines. She's just some homeless wench whose ass I saved a few times. Nothing big".
"You realize you may want to have informed your agent of this? Dogs may not be the latest, and you may have a slight problem if they aren't".
The white haired boy shrugged. "What Kanna and the whole damned public don't know won't hurt them. Besides, I took this year off for a reason right? I can do whatever the fucking hell I want with my time!" he sputtered indignantly.
"Indeed. But you realize, of course, that you are in the public eye no matter HOW long of a vacation you choose to take. It's just one of the many downsides of being you".
"You just love riding my coattails don't you?"
"I wouldn't have it any other way," grinned the dark haired boy, a calm look of mockery on his face. Inuyasha had been bested, and that was a rare triumph for him. It took all of his willpower not to rub it in his face, but he managed to stay cool.
"So anyway, what's your relationship with this chick anyway?"
Inuyasha gave a snort. "Did you hear me the first time? She's HOMELESS, and I have absolutely no idea who she is".
"She's homeless and you didn't bother considering taking her in? You know you have the room. Poor girl," he added with a sigh.
Inuyasha quickly rose to the defensive. "Look, idiot, if I took in every homeless girl that strayed across my path, I'd be homeless myself. And looking at the amount of money I have, that's a lot of girls!"
The dark haired boy looked thrilled at such a claim. "A lot of girls, you say? I don't see any problem in that!" he was quickly answered with a bop on the head.
"You're such a disgrace to society," the white haired male shook his head.
"At least tell me this... that girl... was she," he trailed off, raising his eyebrows suggestively. "You know".
"I don't know, she wasn't butt ugly or anything, just really dirty. I've only seen her a few times in my life, and only twice before she became homeless, so I really have no idea. Besides, one of those times was at night, so..."
"WHAT?"
"You are a hopeless pervert".
And with that, the great Inuyasha made his exit into his penthouse apartment, leaving a dumbfounded Miroku standing right outside the door. With a shrug, he took the elevator a few floors down to his own apartment. "What an unromantic idiot," he said with a sigh, referring to Inuyasha. "One of these days he'll get tired of playing the role of some hot shot ladies man and settle down to a more domestic lifestyle".
Realizing what he'd just said, he quickly cast the thought aside. Without the famous Inuyasha around, where would he get HIS ladies? He was used to picking up Inuyasha's castoffs. Deciding to forget about that moron Inuyasha, he unlocked the door to his own apartment and flung it open, revealing the luxurious pad inside. "Life is good," Miroku said aloud, relaxing in his recliner chair. "Life is very good".
A/N: Haha! Was anybody fooled into thinking there would be some cute InuKag moments from the chapter title? Don't worry... this story is progressing slowly at first, but once Inu and Kag get a little closer, it'll move at a bit of a faster pace. This story IS classified as romance/humor but in all reality, it should probably be romance/humor/drama/mystery (maybe not mystery) but since I can't do that, it's just romance and humor! Just don't be surprised when the story takes a serious turn once in awhile.
Also, Kagura is not evil in this story, she'll barely even be making an appearance. I just needed a female character from the show, and Kikyo's already been cast, Sango as well. So I thought of Kagura, but she's good. And she doesn't know Naraku (who has also already been cast, you might be able to maybe take a wild guess who as?)
Anyway.. I'll write the next chapter A.S.A.P! Hope ya like!
*police come to drag girl away* NOOOOOO GIMME BACK MY HANYOU! HE IS MINE I TELL YOU! MINEEEEE! *slowly wakes up* I don't own Inuyasha
A.N: Three new reviewers! YAYAYAYAY!!!! Still not excellent, but it's something. Miroku will be introduced in this chappie. Enjoy!
Chapter Seven
Puppy Love (don't let the chapter title mislead you)
"What did I do to deserve this?"
That was the question most often asked in the chaos that resided in Kagome's mind. It had been over a week since she had left Buyo with the mystery man, and tears had clouded her vision ever since. She had tried to forget, really she had, but she just couldn't! She continued to find herself talking to Buyo, then realizing he wasn't there to talk to, or planning free adventures for the two of them, then realizing there would be no more hilarious escapades with the puppy. It was over. She wrapped her arms around her knees and hugged her legs close, lowering her head to sob within them.
It might seem silly to get worked up over a dog who you had barely even known for a month. Yet for Kagome, he wasn't just a dog. He had grown to be one of her best friends. When you're shunned by the world around you, forced to basically go into hiding, and suffer murder attempts on a daily basis, you learn to cherish the ones who care for you, understand you, even love you.
Buyo wasn't the only cause for Kagome's tears, however. She hadn't cried like this in years, no matter how many times she'd wanted to. From the day two weeks after her sixteenth birthday when she'd found her dead mother to the years she had spent hiding out in Japan, and from the day she'd finally found happiness far away from the city only to find the cause of her pain turn up again right under her nose, she hadn't shed a single tear. She had come close many times, but she'd always willed herself to stay strong, knowing that weakness could be her undoing. She hadn't wanted to cry.
But Buyo... weak, innocent Buyo... he had been the straw that broke the camel's back. And the man, the one she didn't even know, he had been her only other friend in the city. But she had left one with the other, and was forced to flee from the only two people who had been somewhat nice to her ever since she arrived here. She often found herself wondering how Buyo was doing. The man hadn't exactly seemed like the kind of guy who should own a dog, was Buyo being treated right? She tried not to dwell on it, instead spending her time trying to find food, shelter, and a little bit of security.
She had tried to write Kikyo, knowing her cousin could probably come up with some brilliant plan. Kikyo wasn't the kind of person you came crawling to when you needed emotional support, but if you truly needed something from her, she'd usually be there to give it to you.
But alas, you need money for a stamp, and she had neither pen nor paper to write her letter with anyway. She felt horrible for all of the homeless people she had passed in her life without giving a second glance. She would never be so thoughtless again, not that it mattered now.
In all reality, Kagome no longer had anything to live for. Her life consisted of eating almost nothing, drinking almost nothing, talking to no one, and constantly peeking around corners for fear of running into her father. She hadn't seen him since the incident a few weeks ago, but she knew he was bound to turn up soon. He always did.
Kagome knew she couldn't commit suicide, she wasn't that stupid, but she was beginning to wonder if she should just accept her fate. Next time her father showed up, maybe she wouldn't struggle. Why would she? Her life was filled with nothing but pain and fear, and she hated it with all her being. Why fight for something you could care less about?
"No," she said to herself in a barely audible whisper. Her voice grew stronger, as if reaching insider the deepest depths of her heart to pull strength. "NO! I WON'T GIVE IN TO HIM!" she screamed, her hands clenched at her sides. A few people turned to look at her for a moment, then briskly walked by with a mere shrug. They thought her insane. She sighed and plopped back down on the pavement.
"Who am I kidding?" she said to herself, once again bursting into tears. "Who am I trying to fool?"
~*~
"So who's the mutt?" questioned a tall dark haired man clad in jeans and an oversized black t-shirt. He looked like the image of a tough New York boy, an earring resting high in his right earlobe, and his black hair pulled into a short ponytail resting at his nape. A smirk resided on his lips, and his legs were crossed to help him lean against the doorframe of his best friend's apartment. He was the image of "bad boy".
"I dunno. Some girl forced her on me".
The boy looked shocked for a moment. "Inuyasha, I knew you were half dog demon, but this is a bit much! Who exactly was this girl anyway?"
Another boy, slightly taller then the first, gave him an annoyed glare. This one had long, silvery white hair that stretched down to his waist. He was also clad in jeans and an oversized red shirt. Yet there were a few things about him that set him apart from the rest of the world, the first being his hair. Second, he had claws, long claws in fact, that sprouted from his fingertips. In his mouth rested two long fangs that gleamed in the sunlight. Probably the strangest thing about him was his ears. Instead of resting on the side of his head like most ears, his rested on the top of his head, two fuzzy white triangles. Somehow, he looked a bit similar to the dog he was carrying in his arms, and the dark haired man found it quite amusing.
"Shut up, you know what I mean. And I don't know her name; I think it was Malome or something along those lines. She's just some homeless wench whose ass I saved a few times. Nothing big".
"You realize you may want to have informed your agent of this? Dogs may not be the latest, and you may have a slight problem if they aren't".
The white haired boy shrugged. "What Kanna and the whole damned public don't know won't hurt them. Besides, I took this year off for a reason right? I can do whatever the fucking hell I want with my time!" he sputtered indignantly.
"Indeed. But you realize, of course, that you are in the public eye no matter HOW long of a vacation you choose to take. It's just one of the many downsides of being you".
"You just love riding my coattails don't you?"
"I wouldn't have it any other way," grinned the dark haired boy, a calm look of mockery on his face. Inuyasha had been bested, and that was a rare triumph for him. It took all of his willpower not to rub it in his face, but he managed to stay cool.
"So anyway, what's your relationship with this chick anyway?"
Inuyasha gave a snort. "Did you hear me the first time? She's HOMELESS, and I have absolutely no idea who she is".
"She's homeless and you didn't bother considering taking her in? You know you have the room. Poor girl," he added with a sigh.
Inuyasha quickly rose to the defensive. "Look, idiot, if I took in every homeless girl that strayed across my path, I'd be homeless myself. And looking at the amount of money I have, that's a lot of girls!"
The dark haired boy looked thrilled at such a claim. "A lot of girls, you say? I don't see any problem in that!" he was quickly answered with a bop on the head.
"You're such a disgrace to society," the white haired male shook his head.
"At least tell me this... that girl... was she," he trailed off, raising his eyebrows suggestively. "You know".
"I don't know, she wasn't butt ugly or anything, just really dirty. I've only seen her a few times in my life, and only twice before she became homeless, so I really have no idea. Besides, one of those times was at night, so..."
"WHAT?"
"You are a hopeless pervert".
And with that, the great Inuyasha made his exit into his penthouse apartment, leaving a dumbfounded Miroku standing right outside the door. With a shrug, he took the elevator a few floors down to his own apartment. "What an unromantic idiot," he said with a sigh, referring to Inuyasha. "One of these days he'll get tired of playing the role of some hot shot ladies man and settle down to a more domestic lifestyle".
Realizing what he'd just said, he quickly cast the thought aside. Without the famous Inuyasha around, where would he get HIS ladies? He was used to picking up Inuyasha's castoffs. Deciding to forget about that moron Inuyasha, he unlocked the door to his own apartment and flung it open, revealing the luxurious pad inside. "Life is good," Miroku said aloud, relaxing in his recliner chair. "Life is very good".
A/N: Haha! Was anybody fooled into thinking there would be some cute InuKag moments from the chapter title? Don't worry... this story is progressing slowly at first, but once Inu and Kag get a little closer, it'll move at a bit of a faster pace. This story IS classified as romance/humor but in all reality, it should probably be romance/humor/drama/mystery (maybe not mystery) but since I can't do that, it's just romance and humor! Just don't be surprised when the story takes a serious turn once in awhile.
Also, Kagura is not evil in this story, she'll barely even be making an appearance. I just needed a female character from the show, and Kikyo's already been cast, Sango as well. So I thought of Kagura, but she's good. And she doesn't know Naraku (who has also already been cast, you might be able to maybe take a wild guess who as?)
Anyway.. I'll write the next chapter A.S.A.P! Hope ya like!