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No A/N because truthfully, I cant think of much to say!
Chapter Eight
The word repeated itself over and over in Kagome's mind, seeing as it was unable to think of anything else to say.
Shit.
She was in such trouble now. There was no doubt that he had spotted her, and she wasn't sure there'd be any white haired mystery boy around to save her this time. She sighed in dismay. She had been banking on the fact that he'd give her at least another week, but here he was, chasing her once again down the streets of New York.
It had been a complete accident too. Ironically, this had been the first day in a short while that she HADN'T been thinking about him, and then out of the blue while walking past the local coffeehouse (and drooling) she had seen the man walk straight out the front door, the straw of a mocha frappacino between his lips.
For a moment, all Kagome could think of was to tear the drink from his smug mouth and make a break for it, but then she remembered exactly WHO she was dealing with. Not wanting to die, she quietly turned in the other direction, trying to stay out of the man's line of vision.
Unfortunately, she didn't see the garbage bag thrown carelessly in front of her, and she gave a small mangled squeak as she toppled to the ground on top of it. That alone was enough to catch the man's interest, and he turned his head to look her straight in the eye, a strange sort of hunger quickly taking over his face.
Panicking, Kagome stumbled to get up and ran faster then she'd ever run before. Now that she didn't have Buyo to worry about, she could do whatever the heck she wanted. She could take risks.
After a few full minutes of running, she began to feel a tad out of breath. She knew she had to keep going though, if she didn't then she'd surely be caught. If she was caught...Kagome shook her head. She couldn't think about it right now. But instinctively she remembered what had almost happened the last time she came in contact with the man. Sweat began to trickle down her forehead as she worked to keep up a steady pace. Realizing she wasn't going to get much further, she debated her next move.
A ritzy looking apartment building lay straight ahead, and without a second thought, she dashed through the double doors without a word to the surprised doormen. Seeing her dad through the window (a0nd seeing as he had figured out where she'd gotten to) she quickly dashed into the nearest elevator, which was rapidly filling up with people clad in expensive dresses and diamond jewelry. Needless to say, they were quite surprised to see Kagome rush in after them.
"Excuse me miss," said one of the women politely once the elevator had begun to move. "Are you sure you live here? Because, if you don't realize, this building is strictly for its occupants, nobody else".
"Oh, I'm sorry," Kagome stuttered, her cheeks growing red with embarrassment once she realized how she must look to these high class individuals. "I-I have a friend who lives here. He asked me to come see him today".
"He?" giggled a younger looking woman with mild interest. "He who?"
"Uhm, his name is," she glanced around, looking for a sign of some male who lived here. Coincidentally, an I.D card was spotted on the floor bearing the name of said male. She relaxed and grinned.
"His name is Jaken". The door slid open. "And I'm late for my meeting with him, so I'd better go. See you later!" she hardly noticed the strange looks she was getting from the elevator ladies.
"Did she say Jaken?" an older one asked, a dumbfounded look on her face.
"Yes, why?" said a younger girl, obviously unfamiliar with the occupants of the building.
"Jaken is the...the janitor!"
With this statement, the ladies of the elevator were sent into a fit of laughter, and a short green creature who had just boarded the vehicle began to laugh as well.
"Hey ladies, what's so funny?"
He was utterly confused when all they did was laugh all the harder.
~*~
Meanwhile, Kagome ran down the hall, determined to find some place to hide. She figured that her dad had both given up on her and left or, more likely, was running around trying to find her in the building. She had bought herself some time but the question was, how much?
Quickly spotting an open door, she dove inside without even thinking what she might come upon when she opened her eyes. Luckily, she found nobody there. All she saw was what was obviously known as a "bachelor pad". A large recliner chair sat in front of a large screen television, and empty pizza boxes coated the floor. Across from the recliner chair sat a huge, luxurious white couch. Kagome shuddered inwardly, realizing exactly what that couch was probably used for.
~*~
"Here's to *hic* Miroku, the best man in the *hic* town!"
"Cheers!" chorused the crowd holding their glasses in a very unstable manner.
Surprisingly, the only one who hadn't managed to drink themselves into a frenzy was Miroku himself, and if you knew the man at all, that was a huge feat for him indeed. He gave a moan of disgust. He would have loved to share some beer with them (and maybe more, for not all were male), but he had promised Inuyasha that he would come home sober. Apparently Inuyasha needed his help with something, but he was unsure of what.
He sighed mentally. Why had he agreed to such a thing? Being a religious man, he couldn't break that promise, but he could bend it just a LITTLE bit right? He said he'd come home sober. That didn't mean he couldn't have a drink or two, or better yet (he grinned evilly at this new thought), he could drink to his heart's content and come home in a few days, when he was sober. THAT would be fulfilling his promise wouldn't it? He reached for a drink, but stopped when he realized he was the only one left at the table. Apparently the others had left while he had been lost in his train of thought. With a sigh of dejectedness, he grabbed his keys and unlocked his car door, ready to head home for some sleep. What an uneventful night.
Finally reaching his apartment building, he slowly walked through the front door in his usual calm manner. A few girls were laughing as he walked by, apparently some girl had tried to pass herself off as Jaken's girlfriend. He snorted. Wonders never cease.
After an uneventful trip to his floor, he grabbed his key and silently turned it in the lock. Feeling it click, he pushed open the door, only to stop short at the sound he heard coming from (he choked) the guest BATHROOM?
The shower was running, he realized. Either he had left it on or (a wide grin rose upon his face) some past girlfriend had come to pay him a visit. He sincerely hoped for the latter.
Quietly tip toeing toward the bathroom, he paused when he rested his hand on the doorknob. Turning it oh so slightly, he suddenly flung it open, and let his jaw drop, then snap up again at the sound of a loud wail.
"PERVERT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" screamed a very naked Kagome, who had grabbed the nearest thing she could find (luckily a towel) to cover herself with. "OUT, OUT, OUT!" she yelped, pushing the man toward the doorway.
"You really should watch your manners, miss. This is my house after all," he stated calmly, a perverted grin on his face. "Just come get me when you're done, and give me a few minutes to prepare". He exited the room, his smile obviously still intact.
"Prepare himself for what?" Kagome whispered to herself, then clasped her hand over her mouth when she realized what exactly he was implying. "UGH!" she snorted in disgust, quickly grabbing her still dirty clothing and changing back into it. Whirling around to look in a mirror, she grinned. "Wow! It was almost worth that man seeing me, this is the first time in a month that I've felt so refreshed!" With a spring in her step, she bounced out the doorway of the room, prepared to face the man she had seen only a few minutes ealier.
What she was not prepared for, however, was the sight of him lying on the ground stark naked. She shut her eyes tightly and screamed louder then she'd ever heard herself (or anyone) scream before.
A/N: Well, there's Chapter Eight! Lol I know you must be thinking (Geez, Kagome talks to everyone BUT Inuyasha in this fic!) Don't worry, there will be another meeting between the two next chapter, and Sango may be introduced! (I haven't decided on that one yet though. Hope ya enjoy!)
No A/N because truthfully, I cant think of much to say!
Chapter Eight
The word repeated itself over and over in Kagome's mind, seeing as it was unable to think of anything else to say.
Shit.
She was in such trouble now. There was no doubt that he had spotted her, and she wasn't sure there'd be any white haired mystery boy around to save her this time. She sighed in dismay. She had been banking on the fact that he'd give her at least another week, but here he was, chasing her once again down the streets of New York.
It had been a complete accident too. Ironically, this had been the first day in a short while that she HADN'T been thinking about him, and then out of the blue while walking past the local coffeehouse (and drooling) she had seen the man walk straight out the front door, the straw of a mocha frappacino between his lips.
For a moment, all Kagome could think of was to tear the drink from his smug mouth and make a break for it, but then she remembered exactly WHO she was dealing with. Not wanting to die, she quietly turned in the other direction, trying to stay out of the man's line of vision.
Unfortunately, she didn't see the garbage bag thrown carelessly in front of her, and she gave a small mangled squeak as she toppled to the ground on top of it. That alone was enough to catch the man's interest, and he turned his head to look her straight in the eye, a strange sort of hunger quickly taking over his face.
Panicking, Kagome stumbled to get up and ran faster then she'd ever run before. Now that she didn't have Buyo to worry about, she could do whatever the heck she wanted. She could take risks.
After a few full minutes of running, she began to feel a tad out of breath. She knew she had to keep going though, if she didn't then she'd surely be caught. If she was caught...Kagome shook her head. She couldn't think about it right now. But instinctively she remembered what had almost happened the last time she came in contact with the man. Sweat began to trickle down her forehead as she worked to keep up a steady pace. Realizing she wasn't going to get much further, she debated her next move.
A ritzy looking apartment building lay straight ahead, and without a second thought, she dashed through the double doors without a word to the surprised doormen. Seeing her dad through the window (a0nd seeing as he had figured out where she'd gotten to) she quickly dashed into the nearest elevator, which was rapidly filling up with people clad in expensive dresses and diamond jewelry. Needless to say, they were quite surprised to see Kagome rush in after them.
"Excuse me miss," said one of the women politely once the elevator had begun to move. "Are you sure you live here? Because, if you don't realize, this building is strictly for its occupants, nobody else".
"Oh, I'm sorry," Kagome stuttered, her cheeks growing red with embarrassment once she realized how she must look to these high class individuals. "I-I have a friend who lives here. He asked me to come see him today".
"He?" giggled a younger looking woman with mild interest. "He who?"
"Uhm, his name is," she glanced around, looking for a sign of some male who lived here. Coincidentally, an I.D card was spotted on the floor bearing the name of said male. She relaxed and grinned.
"His name is Jaken". The door slid open. "And I'm late for my meeting with him, so I'd better go. See you later!" she hardly noticed the strange looks she was getting from the elevator ladies.
"Did she say Jaken?" an older one asked, a dumbfounded look on her face.
"Yes, why?" said a younger girl, obviously unfamiliar with the occupants of the building.
"Jaken is the...the janitor!"
With this statement, the ladies of the elevator were sent into a fit of laughter, and a short green creature who had just boarded the vehicle began to laugh as well.
"Hey ladies, what's so funny?"
He was utterly confused when all they did was laugh all the harder.
~*~
Meanwhile, Kagome ran down the hall, determined to find some place to hide. She figured that her dad had both given up on her and left or, more likely, was running around trying to find her in the building. She had bought herself some time but the question was, how much?
Quickly spotting an open door, she dove inside without even thinking what she might come upon when she opened her eyes. Luckily, she found nobody there. All she saw was what was obviously known as a "bachelor pad". A large recliner chair sat in front of a large screen television, and empty pizza boxes coated the floor. Across from the recliner chair sat a huge, luxurious white couch. Kagome shuddered inwardly, realizing exactly what that couch was probably used for.
~*~
"Here's to *hic* Miroku, the best man in the *hic* town!"
"Cheers!" chorused the crowd holding their glasses in a very unstable manner.
Surprisingly, the only one who hadn't managed to drink themselves into a frenzy was Miroku himself, and if you knew the man at all, that was a huge feat for him indeed. He gave a moan of disgust. He would have loved to share some beer with them (and maybe more, for not all were male), but he had promised Inuyasha that he would come home sober. Apparently Inuyasha needed his help with something, but he was unsure of what.
He sighed mentally. Why had he agreed to such a thing? Being a religious man, he couldn't break that promise, but he could bend it just a LITTLE bit right? He said he'd come home sober. That didn't mean he couldn't have a drink or two, or better yet (he grinned evilly at this new thought), he could drink to his heart's content and come home in a few days, when he was sober. THAT would be fulfilling his promise wouldn't it? He reached for a drink, but stopped when he realized he was the only one left at the table. Apparently the others had left while he had been lost in his train of thought. With a sigh of dejectedness, he grabbed his keys and unlocked his car door, ready to head home for some sleep. What an uneventful night.
Finally reaching his apartment building, he slowly walked through the front door in his usual calm manner. A few girls were laughing as he walked by, apparently some girl had tried to pass herself off as Jaken's girlfriend. He snorted. Wonders never cease.
After an uneventful trip to his floor, he grabbed his key and silently turned it in the lock. Feeling it click, he pushed open the door, only to stop short at the sound he heard coming from (he choked) the guest BATHROOM?
The shower was running, he realized. Either he had left it on or (a wide grin rose upon his face) some past girlfriend had come to pay him a visit. He sincerely hoped for the latter.
Quietly tip toeing toward the bathroom, he paused when he rested his hand on the doorknob. Turning it oh so slightly, he suddenly flung it open, and let his jaw drop, then snap up again at the sound of a loud wail.
"PERVERT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" screamed a very naked Kagome, who had grabbed the nearest thing she could find (luckily a towel) to cover herself with. "OUT, OUT, OUT!" she yelped, pushing the man toward the doorway.
"You really should watch your manners, miss. This is my house after all," he stated calmly, a perverted grin on his face. "Just come get me when you're done, and give me a few minutes to prepare". He exited the room, his smile obviously still intact.
"Prepare himself for what?" Kagome whispered to herself, then clasped her hand over her mouth when she realized what exactly he was implying. "UGH!" she snorted in disgust, quickly grabbing her still dirty clothing and changing back into it. Whirling around to look in a mirror, she grinned. "Wow! It was almost worth that man seeing me, this is the first time in a month that I've felt so refreshed!" With a spring in her step, she bounced out the doorway of the room, prepared to face the man she had seen only a few minutes ealier.
What she was not prepared for, however, was the sight of him lying on the ground stark naked. She shut her eyes tightly and screamed louder then she'd ever heard herself (or anyone) scream before.
A/N: Well, there's Chapter Eight! Lol I know you must be thinking (Geez, Kagome talks to everyone BUT Inuyasha in this fic!) Don't worry, there will be another meeting between the two next chapter, and Sango may be introduced! (I haven't decided on that one yet though. Hope ya enjoy!)