A Tragic Love
Disclaimer: yo its c-o spitting out the nizzle, I dun own dis shanizzle, fo shizzle...
+ Ch. 15: First Date Fumbles and Love Triangles+ --
"So-sorry" Kouga yelled from clear across the room, holding the spare in his left hand and a video cassette in the other—a video cassette that looked oddly familiar.
Kagome leaped from Inuyasha and stood up, fixing her hair, and trying to hide the redness that was beginning to form across her face. Inuyasha reluctantly stood up also, bewildered at seeing Kouga in the house.
"You gave him a spare?" he asked looking down at Kagome who was still playing with her hair.
"No, of course I didn't! My parents gave it to him."
"Oh that makes it all much better!" Inuyasha said turning his face from hers.
"Hey, it isn't like I let him. They just did it without even asking me!"
"Okay, would you two--" it was then that Kouga realized Inuyasha wasn't wearing a shirt.
"Why aren't you wearing a shirt?" he asked curiously.
"Kouga, why are you here?" Kagome asked trying to redirect the conversation else where.
He eyed them curiously, resting his gaze on Inuyasha, who returned the gaze unflinching. "Yeah Kouga, why are you here?"
"I should be asking you that."
Sensing the increasing tension, Kagome walked towards Kouga and tore the tape from within his grasp. He tried to grab it back but Kagome pushed him aside. Sadly, it hurt him.
"Hey, Kagome!"
"What is this?" she asked, examining it. It had nothing written on it but she knew immediately what it contained.
She looked up at Kouga and stared at him for several seconds before finally speaking, "Kouga, why do you have this?" Kouga stuttered at first, trying to make sense of his broken sentences but in the end he fell silent to the truth, "Kagome, I didn't want to."
"What do you mean?"
He bowed his head and rose a hand to the back of his head, "Your parents asked me to look at it and tell them who it was, whether I recognized him or not."
"They what?" Kagome said. Inuyasha walked towards the two in shock.
"They thought maybe I knew him."
"What are you going to tell them?" Kagome demanded.
Kouga turned his head to the side and did not utter a word.
"Kouga!"
"Kagome, I wasn't going to tell, okay? But why do you have to keep sneaking around with him!"
"If you haven't noticed Kouga, my parents wouldn't exactly accept him!" Inuyasha cowered and drew out a long sigh.
"I mean..." Kouga began but again turned away from Kagome's perplexing light brown eyes which always made him melt.
"What, Kouga?" Kagome asked her voice gentler now.
"I mean if you went out with me--"
"What the hell did you just say?" Inuyasha asked clearly alert now. He folded his arms and took one step forward.
"I said, if Kagome just went out with me she wouldn't have this problem!" Kouga said, his eyes fighting off Inuyasha's piercing stares.
Kagome walked between them and pulled them apart, "Guys, lets not do this." She turned to Kouga and sighed, "Kouga, you know why I can't be with you."
Kouga stepped back and handed her the keys, "Here I don't need this anymore."
"Kouga, don't do this."
"I don't think I have a choice."
--
Kagome watched as Kouga drove out of the driveway in hyper speed. She wished she felt something for him but the truth was she only saw him as a friend and that was all. Although she felt horrible for letting Kouga leave the way he did, there was one thing still zooming through her mind.
"I can't believe my parents are checking up on me!" she screamed, closing the blinds and turning abruptly to see Inuyasha.
"Inuyasha, are you listening to me? Don't you think this is serious?"
Inuyasha continued to pace around the room, stopping randomly to examine a few framed pictures on the mantle, "He won't tell."
"What are you talking about?" Kagome asked, annoyed that she was the only one worried.
"Kouga. He won't tell."
Kagome froze and walked over to Inuyasha, "You think?"
"Yeah," Inuyasha said nodding his head and setting down a picture of Kagome and her sister, which looked rather odd. Kikyo, whose face was in an extreme close up, was smiling happily and had one arm over her younger sister. Kagome on the other hand, was pushed to the back with a small grin on her face while her sister dominated the composition.
"I hate that picture."
"I like it."
"Don't be mean. I look like a freak. Besides you can hardly see me," Kagome said walked towards Inuyasha and taking the frame in her hand. She stared at it for a moment and then placed it again on the mantle.
"I see you."
Kagome smiled and Inuyasha returned it.
"I better get you the shirt." Inuyasha nodded and watched as Kagome ran out the door.
--
"Kagome, I can't wear this."
"You sound like Miroku! Stop complaining, it's just a shirt." "Okay then you wear it!"
Kagome sighed and watched as Inuyasha turned around wearing the pink shirt with blue flamingos. Kagome concealed a giggled and nodded her head.
"I know you're rich! Why the hell does your dad wear this?" He said walking towards the mirror and gasping.
"He doesn't, that's the point. He got this as a Christmas present. If he knew one of his good shirts were missing, he'd freak. I can't exactly tell him who has it. Besides you look good in pink. It makes you look so cute!"
"I don't want to look cute!"
"What do you want to look like?" Kagome asked curiously.
"You know, tough and hard-core," he said, desperately trying to rearrange the shirt so it didn't look so pink. He furiously tucked, pulled, and buttoned/unbuttoned it until he grew tired.
"Oh really?"
"Yeah, what would people say if they saw me like this?"
"Oh stop your whining! It's only for one day," she walked over to him and dragged him from the mirror. He shook his head and gathered his things.
She walked him to the door and then opened it slowly, making sure there was no one there.
"Okay, you have to dodge those cameras. I'll see you tomorrow."
"No good-bye kiss?" he asked grinning.
"Inuyasha, don't you think we did enough kissing for today?"
He thought about that for a moment and then Kagome playfully punched his arm, "Perv."
Inuyasha stepped back and waved. He then began to strategically hide from the cameras, starting from the rose bushes and then making his way to the side fence and out the gates. Kagome smiled and closed the door.
It's too bad she forgot about the bloody shirt hanging on the arm of the couch.
--
Inuyasha, finally out of the gates, slowly sunk to the ground, grasping for breath. He was so tired, he completely forgot about the fact he was wearing a pink shirt with flamingos on it.
"The things I do for her," he said to himself. After a couple minutes he regained his slow and steady breathing and leaped up, prepared to go home in a pink shirt and bruises on his face. Sure his parents would wonder but they wouldn't ask, they never do.
It was then that a car stopped just short of him as he was about to cross the street. It came out of no where and Inuyasha's steady breathing turned into harsh gasps for air. He held onto the post in bewilderment.
"What the fuck!" he screamed.
"I'm quite sorry. I tell myself to watch out for pedestrians. But, you know, shit happens."
Inuyasha froze after realizing he knew that voice—that sinister voice. He turned his head and gulped—Kikyo's face was staring straight at him.
Inuyasha continued to stare at her, grasping the pole as though it were life itself.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm okay. I have to go."
"No! Don't go!" Kikyo bellowed from within the driver's seat. She unbuckled her seatbelt and quickly opened the car. She jumped out and ran in front of him. Bewildered and shocked, Inuyasha stood silent and frozen. He tried to dodge her left and right but she managed to predict his every move. After all, it wasn't that ha rd considering the fact that Inuyasha's mind was quickly melting. He kept repeating, 'Does she know?' over and over again.
"What do you want?" Inuyasha asked as he inched his way to the side, hoping to escape her grasp.
She threw a violent hand on the pole, finally cornering Inuyasha. He stepped back and she smiled, "Are you afraid of me? You don't even know me. I'm just some random girl who happened to almost kill you."
"I'm not. I just have to go home. Would you quit trying to corner me?" Inuyasha screamed, regaining some sense of courage.
"I want to know your name."
"I don't have to give it to you, bitch."
Intrigued, Kikyo curled her lips into a sinister smile, "My name is Kikyo Higarashi."
"That's nice. Now move or I'll have to punch you."
"No you won't"
"How do you know I won't knock your freakish little brain?"
"Because I know guys like you. You act tough, you talk tough but deep down inside you're a little scared boy."
"I'm not a--"
"Get in!" she screamed, releasing her grip on the pole and steadily approaching her car. She turned around to find Inuyasha still perplexed, grasping his bag and wishing he was home.
"Are you death little boy?"
"No."
"Then get in. I'll treat you to dinner. After all, it's the least I can do, you know, since I almost ran your sorry ass over."
"No thanks."
"What? You have a girlfriend?" Kikyo asked intrigued.
Inuyasha stood there for a moment, looking at Kikyo but not seeing her. In his mind she was a complete blur, "No."
"Then get in."
Inuyasha slowly approached the car and opened the door. It was as though everything were happening in a dream; he was not him, but a figure to the side watching himself.
"By the way, I like your shirt."
--
Kikyo smiled driving towards the small café on Becker. She quickly turned to her companion and grinned. She had seen him walk out of her house, sink to the ground, and then make his way around the corner, where she decided to almost kill him. Of course, she hadn't intended to kill him; she just needed to confront him. If she had killed him would of course be a bonus.
She watched from the corner of her eye as Inuyasha continued to stare from his seat out the passenger window. He did not say a word and even Kikyo was surprised when he had agreed to come with her. Of course, no one could resist her charm and persistence. Boys will always be boys.
"What's your name?"
"Nothing."
"Well, Nothing, we're going to eat at a small café down the street."
"I need to get out."
"What?"
"I said stop the car. I need to get out. I don't even know why I went in here in the first place. I do have one."
"Have what?"
"A girlfriend," he said, gathering his things.
"I see."
"So open it up!"
"Okay don't be so damn testy." Kikyo swerved to the side and parked the car.
"Tell me your name first."
"Unlock the fucking door!"
"Tell me your name."
"Inuyasha. It's Inuyasha, okay?" he screamed.
"Now was that so hard?"
"Just open the stupid door."
"Okay," Kikyo pressed the unlock button and Inuyasha flew out, running in hyper speed towards the opposite direction. He didn't know where he was, he just needed to run away.
"Poor little Inuyasha. I'm afraid I scared him off. I don't know why but I tend to do that to people."
Kikyo quickly threw the car in drive and zoomed out of there in lightening speed, a smile planted on her face.
--
"Kagome, will you go out with me?" Inuyasha asked. His mind was still fixated on his encounter with Kikyo the day before.
"Like, on a real date?" Kagome asked ecstatic.
"Yeah, I guess."
"Wow, I never knew you would be the type to ask me on a real date."
"Really? Well, I'm asking now. So will you?"
"Of course."
"Great, let's go to a movie."
"Sure. Friday night?"
"Yeah Friday night at 8."
--
Friday Night 8 p.m. (Time goes by real fast)
"Kagome, why are you dressed up so nice this evening?" her mother asked her upon seeing her descend the spiral staircase in a yellow skirt, a white cardigan and tan clogs.
"I'm going to see a movie with Sango or am I not allowed to go out with my friends anymore?" Kagome asked, pausing on the third step.
Her mother looked at her suspiciously and then approached her slowly. "I know you're up to no good. If I find you out with that boy I'll make sure you never set foot out of this house."
"What? Are you going to ask Kouga to stand guard outside my room, mother?" Kagome asked, fear spreading across her face.
Her mother eyed her curiously and then stepped down the remaining flight of stairs into the kitchen. Kagome watched her mother depart and then descended the steps. She walked out of the front door, glancing only once behind her to see her mother in the rear kitchen window. Kagome felt a shudder go down her back. How creepy was that? She thought. Her mom could be so frightening at times.
She casually walked out of the gates and turned a corner to find Inuyasha waiting at a bus stop, the same one Sango uses everyday.
"Inuyasha, you're early." She said scanning his assemblage. She had to admit he was a hot piece of ass.
"Yeah well I figured I'd sit here for awhile but I guess you're early too. So, shall we go?" he asked, offering her his arm. She looked at it and smiled, taking it instantly.
"What are we going to watch?" Kagome asked.
"Who said we were actually going to watch the movie?" Inuyasha asked, a smirk forming across his face.
Kagome giggled, "Perv."
--
"That movie sucked!"
"Who knew Ben Affleck and Jennifer Lopez acted so horribly."
"Why'd you pick that fucked up movie?"
"I don't know, it sounded good at the time."
"Whatever, let's eat, I'm starving. That movie made me barf up all my food."
"Don't be so over dramatic," Kagome demanded. "Let's go to that café. My sister goes there all the time."
Inuyasha backed off, "Your sister?"
"Yeah."
He stuttered at first but regained his communication skills, "When did you ever follow your sister."
"She's a bitch but she's a bitch with good taste. If she goes there all the time, something must be good."
Inuyasha stared at the small café in tension in his body. His palms began to sweat and even beads of sweat were forming across his forehead. 'Why am I all nervous? I didn't do anything wrong. I rode in her car for five freaking minutes. I didn't do anything wrong!'
"Inuyasha, are you okay?" Kagome asked, instantly pulling him away from the trance the café was forming.
"Yeah, why?"
"You look all pale. If you don't want to go there, we don't have to go there."
"No, let's go there. I want to go there," he lied.
"Okay, whatever you say." She followed him nervously a foot behind.
Although he felt initially agitated by his memories of Sango, those thoughts gradually left his mind upon sitting across Kagome and seeing how hot she looked. Seeing her, he instantly he felt those same jitters he felt the first time he realized how much he liked her. Sadly, this brought about a series of first date fumbles:
Fumble #1: Accidentally knocking over the glass and sending the water onto poor Kagome's skirt.
"Oh shit! I'm so sorry! Let me clean that up for you!"
"Inuyasha, I'm fine. Let me do it."
"No I spilled it, let me clean it up."
"Inuyasha, I can handle it."
The two fought over who was going to clean the skirt for a couple of minutes but it didn't take long before Inuyasha gave in and let Kagome do it. However, little did Kagome know that upon putting water on her yellow skirt that her panties would show too.
"Okay, tell me, does it look that bad?"
"Umm...it looks...great. I can hardly notice it's wet."
"Good. Oh geez I dropped my fork. I'll go over to the waiter."
"No! I'll call him over here!"
"Inuyasha, its okay, he isn't that far away."
"Kagome, just let me call him!"
"Fine, whatever. Don't get your underwear in a bunch."
"Underwear? I swear I don't see anything. In a few minutes the skirt will dry and no one will know the difference."
"What? What are you talking about? Oh nevermind, here comes the waiter."
One moment later, "Hi, can I have another fork please?"
"Oh sure."
"Wait, I found the other fork, its over there by that table. How the hell did it get over there? Let me get it!"
"I'll get it Kagome!"
"Don't be stupid, I can do it myself."
"Ma'am you're going to use the dirty fork?" the waiter asked disgusted.
"No, I'm going to give it to you." Kagome rose up and walked over to the fork. She turned around and from the light above, her underwear was even more visible. How cute, it had a little star.
"Here you go."
"Oh—um—thanks."
"No problem."
Fumble #2: Painful Footsey
Inuyasha watched as Kagome picked at her food and felt a foot gently go up his leg. He looked down and noticed Kagome was playing a friendly game of footsey. He smiled and took her hand.
He then pursued to play along with her. He took his right foot and kicked her. Actually he hadn't intended to kick her, it just sort of happened through a mixture of nervousness and being horny.
OOOWWWWW!!!! Kagome yelped, taking her hand from Inyasha's hand and cradling her leg which was now turning a milky purple and blue.
"Inuyasha!"
Inuyasha lifted his hand and sighed. "Sorry."
-- Inuyasha, still embarrassed from dinner, watched as Kagome wobbled along side of him. He sure did a number on her leg which was now a grotesque purple, blue, and black. Even though he screwed up big time, she still had the heart to link her arm with his. Of course, she could have only been using him as a human cane.
"Kagome, I'm really sorry I'm such a klutz," he admitted sheepishly.
"No, don't worry. It will heal—in a few days," she said slowly maneuvering her bruised leg with his.
"Shit! I'm such a stupid asshole sometimes."
"Stop blaming yourself. I was nervous too. I just didn't knock water on your skirt and kick you in the leg," she teased.
"I can carry you," he offered.
"No, I'm scared you'll drop me."
He turned to her and smiled. She looked up at him and slowly moved her face towards his.
"Well, well, what do we have here?" said a familiar voice. The two looked up and saw Kikyo staring at them, her face in a twisted grin (as always) and of course her arms were folded.
"Kikyo," Kagome whispered, backing off from Inuyasha.
"Little sister, aren't you going to introduce me to your boyfriend."
--
Same day, different time— Friday mid morning.
"I'm worried Kagome."
"What about?" Kagome asked waking up from her usual history class nap.
"Miroku. He hasn't returned my calls, I go by his house but no one answers, and its already been three days. I think something really bad happened to him. I know it," she said worry dripping from her lips.
"Sango, I'm sure he's okay. He probably got the cold or something."
"No, I know something happened, if he was sick, he would still call me."
"Sango relax! Its just Miroku, you know he'll be okay."
"Yeah, okay, sure," she said, turning her head to the side and setting it down into her folded arms on the table top. She closed her eyes and prayed that Miroku was okay.
--
"Shit! I'm always late!"
Sango ran through the school in hyper speed. She swerved, dodged, and slid through anyone and anything that got in her way. If she was late for Science again, Mr. Moto was going to have her head.
"Yes, I'm almost there and awww I still have a minute to spare," she said running through the school yard. It was then that a dark figure appeared in front of her and sent her butt first onto the ground.
"Ow! Hey, what's the--"
The figure dressed in black slowly turned around, removed his pitch black shades, and pierced her eyes with his sinister stare.
"What happened?" Sango screamed.
The figure stepped back, revealing his spiked jacket, shredded shirt, baggy pants, and greasy hair, which was wrapped in a bandana. He slowly took out a packet of cigarettes from within his jacket and lit it up.
"You bess watch out, ho!"
"This is a joke right? Come on, you have to be kidding."
"Do I look like I'm laughing?"
"But--" Sango said slowly losing her ability to speak. There were words forming in her head but they refused to be heard. Her mouth refused to open and so her eyes did the talking. She stared at the black dressed figure in pain. In her mind, she continued to believe this was a joke. It was impossible! And kind of freaky!
"Whatever, I'm out," he said, lifting the cigarette from his lips and blowing out fumes. Sango watched the smoke release from his lips and sighed, remembering how much she longed to kiss those lips.
He looked at her one last time and turned around.
"Miroku! What are you doing?"
Miroku continued to walk away, ignoring her words. She raced to him and caught him by the hand. He stopped and turned, remembering how nice her touch was.
"Did I say you can touch me, bitch?" Sango loosed her grip and her eyes widened in shock.
"Bastard! Don't talk to me like that!"
"I can talk to you however I damn please," he said coldly.
"Miroku! What happened to you? Why did you do this? I don't understand!" she screamed, a tear sliding down from her cheek.
"I don't have to listen to you."
"Oh yeah you will. I don't know why you are doing this but I know inside you're still the old Miroku."
"Would that make you feel better?" he asked. She nodded.
"Well go fuck yourself because he's gone." Sango slapped him and let go of his arm.
She watched him puff the cigarette again and then blow out more smoke, "I don't understand you Sango, I thought you'd like the new me."
"I don't know what you're talking about," she said quivering. Miroku felt the pangs of guilt in his heart. He threw the cigarette to the floor and turned his head away, placing the sunglasses back on his face.
He wanted to reach out to her. He turned his head back her way, realizing she was near tears, an act that he couldn't bear witness. He went to touch her face when a figure jumped across him and shielded his view from his Sango.
"Miroku, my love," Kagura said, a smile planted so firmly on her face.
"Kagura," Miroku whispered.
"I was waiting for you for--" she cut her sentence short and turned her head, now facing Sango, "Why Sango, I didn't know you were here."
"What did you do to him, you bitch!"
Kagura jumped back and but continued to smile, "Excuse me?"
"Cut the shit! I know you did this. You are such a fucking psycho," Sango said, concealing her need to scream.
"From where I am standing, I don't think I'm the psycho one," Kagura said turning her head and planting a kiss on Miroku's cheek.
"I think you're jealous that Miroku decided to follow his heart."
"If he did, he wouldn't be with you bitch."
Kagura bore daggers in Sango by her stare. "Miroku, let's go, it smells a little funky over here."
"Miroku, you can't go."
"Oh come off it, Sango. You did this to yourself."
"What are you talking about?"
Kagura walked forward grinning and Miroku followed suit. Sango sunk to the ground in despair. Her Miroku was gone. He was walking with the devil and she couldn't do anything about it. She never knew Kagura was this conniving to have brainwashed him. But she knew she had the upper hand, after all, she had his heart, no matter what Kagura thought she had.
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A/N: Sorry guys but that's all for now! I hope you guys liked it and if you didn't that's cool too. Anyhoo, I swear the spring dance is coming up, actually it's the next chapter...yay! clap entitled: +The Spring Dance Blues+...don't judge by the title alone..it wont be too sad...
Oh and special thanks to SMILEY for suggesting some relationship between Inuyasha and Kikyo...I was thinking about that at first but I was in doubt until you brought it up. Their relationship will be interesting, don't worry.
So again thanks for reviewing, it means a lot and continue to review!
-c.o. Tsukino
Disclaimer: yo its c-o spitting out the nizzle, I dun own dis shanizzle, fo shizzle...
+ Ch. 15: First Date Fumbles and Love Triangles+ --
"So-sorry" Kouga yelled from clear across the room, holding the spare in his left hand and a video cassette in the other—a video cassette that looked oddly familiar.
Kagome leaped from Inuyasha and stood up, fixing her hair, and trying to hide the redness that was beginning to form across her face. Inuyasha reluctantly stood up also, bewildered at seeing Kouga in the house.
"You gave him a spare?" he asked looking down at Kagome who was still playing with her hair.
"No, of course I didn't! My parents gave it to him."
"Oh that makes it all much better!" Inuyasha said turning his face from hers.
"Hey, it isn't like I let him. They just did it without even asking me!"
"Okay, would you two--" it was then that Kouga realized Inuyasha wasn't wearing a shirt.
"Why aren't you wearing a shirt?" he asked curiously.
"Kouga, why are you here?" Kagome asked trying to redirect the conversation else where.
He eyed them curiously, resting his gaze on Inuyasha, who returned the gaze unflinching. "Yeah Kouga, why are you here?"
"I should be asking you that."
Sensing the increasing tension, Kagome walked towards Kouga and tore the tape from within his grasp. He tried to grab it back but Kagome pushed him aside. Sadly, it hurt him.
"Hey, Kagome!"
"What is this?" she asked, examining it. It had nothing written on it but she knew immediately what it contained.
She looked up at Kouga and stared at him for several seconds before finally speaking, "Kouga, why do you have this?" Kouga stuttered at first, trying to make sense of his broken sentences but in the end he fell silent to the truth, "Kagome, I didn't want to."
"What do you mean?"
He bowed his head and rose a hand to the back of his head, "Your parents asked me to look at it and tell them who it was, whether I recognized him or not."
"They what?" Kagome said. Inuyasha walked towards the two in shock.
"They thought maybe I knew him."
"What are you going to tell them?" Kagome demanded.
Kouga turned his head to the side and did not utter a word.
"Kouga!"
"Kagome, I wasn't going to tell, okay? But why do you have to keep sneaking around with him!"
"If you haven't noticed Kouga, my parents wouldn't exactly accept him!" Inuyasha cowered and drew out a long sigh.
"I mean..." Kouga began but again turned away from Kagome's perplexing light brown eyes which always made him melt.
"What, Kouga?" Kagome asked her voice gentler now.
"I mean if you went out with me--"
"What the hell did you just say?" Inuyasha asked clearly alert now. He folded his arms and took one step forward.
"I said, if Kagome just went out with me she wouldn't have this problem!" Kouga said, his eyes fighting off Inuyasha's piercing stares.
Kagome walked between them and pulled them apart, "Guys, lets not do this." She turned to Kouga and sighed, "Kouga, you know why I can't be with you."
Kouga stepped back and handed her the keys, "Here I don't need this anymore."
"Kouga, don't do this."
"I don't think I have a choice."
--
Kagome watched as Kouga drove out of the driveway in hyper speed. She wished she felt something for him but the truth was she only saw him as a friend and that was all. Although she felt horrible for letting Kouga leave the way he did, there was one thing still zooming through her mind.
"I can't believe my parents are checking up on me!" she screamed, closing the blinds and turning abruptly to see Inuyasha.
"Inuyasha, are you listening to me? Don't you think this is serious?"
Inuyasha continued to pace around the room, stopping randomly to examine a few framed pictures on the mantle, "He won't tell."
"What are you talking about?" Kagome asked, annoyed that she was the only one worried.
"Kouga. He won't tell."
Kagome froze and walked over to Inuyasha, "You think?"
"Yeah," Inuyasha said nodding his head and setting down a picture of Kagome and her sister, which looked rather odd. Kikyo, whose face was in an extreme close up, was smiling happily and had one arm over her younger sister. Kagome on the other hand, was pushed to the back with a small grin on her face while her sister dominated the composition.
"I hate that picture."
"I like it."
"Don't be mean. I look like a freak. Besides you can hardly see me," Kagome said walked towards Inuyasha and taking the frame in her hand. She stared at it for a moment and then placed it again on the mantle.
"I see you."
Kagome smiled and Inuyasha returned it.
"I better get you the shirt." Inuyasha nodded and watched as Kagome ran out the door.
--
"Kagome, I can't wear this."
"You sound like Miroku! Stop complaining, it's just a shirt." "Okay then you wear it!"
Kagome sighed and watched as Inuyasha turned around wearing the pink shirt with blue flamingos. Kagome concealed a giggled and nodded her head.
"I know you're rich! Why the hell does your dad wear this?" He said walking towards the mirror and gasping.
"He doesn't, that's the point. He got this as a Christmas present. If he knew one of his good shirts were missing, he'd freak. I can't exactly tell him who has it. Besides you look good in pink. It makes you look so cute!"
"I don't want to look cute!"
"What do you want to look like?" Kagome asked curiously.
"You know, tough and hard-core," he said, desperately trying to rearrange the shirt so it didn't look so pink. He furiously tucked, pulled, and buttoned/unbuttoned it until he grew tired.
"Oh really?"
"Yeah, what would people say if they saw me like this?"
"Oh stop your whining! It's only for one day," she walked over to him and dragged him from the mirror. He shook his head and gathered his things.
She walked him to the door and then opened it slowly, making sure there was no one there.
"Okay, you have to dodge those cameras. I'll see you tomorrow."
"No good-bye kiss?" he asked grinning.
"Inuyasha, don't you think we did enough kissing for today?"
He thought about that for a moment and then Kagome playfully punched his arm, "Perv."
Inuyasha stepped back and waved. He then began to strategically hide from the cameras, starting from the rose bushes and then making his way to the side fence and out the gates. Kagome smiled and closed the door.
It's too bad she forgot about the bloody shirt hanging on the arm of the couch.
--
Inuyasha, finally out of the gates, slowly sunk to the ground, grasping for breath. He was so tired, he completely forgot about the fact he was wearing a pink shirt with flamingos on it.
"The things I do for her," he said to himself. After a couple minutes he regained his slow and steady breathing and leaped up, prepared to go home in a pink shirt and bruises on his face. Sure his parents would wonder but they wouldn't ask, they never do.
It was then that a car stopped just short of him as he was about to cross the street. It came out of no where and Inuyasha's steady breathing turned into harsh gasps for air. He held onto the post in bewilderment.
"What the fuck!" he screamed.
"I'm quite sorry. I tell myself to watch out for pedestrians. But, you know, shit happens."
Inuyasha froze after realizing he knew that voice—that sinister voice. He turned his head and gulped—Kikyo's face was staring straight at him.
Inuyasha continued to stare at her, grasping the pole as though it were life itself.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm okay. I have to go."
"No! Don't go!" Kikyo bellowed from within the driver's seat. She unbuckled her seatbelt and quickly opened the car. She jumped out and ran in front of him. Bewildered and shocked, Inuyasha stood silent and frozen. He tried to dodge her left and right but she managed to predict his every move. After all, it wasn't that ha rd considering the fact that Inuyasha's mind was quickly melting. He kept repeating, 'Does she know?' over and over again.
"What do you want?" Inuyasha asked as he inched his way to the side, hoping to escape her grasp.
She threw a violent hand on the pole, finally cornering Inuyasha. He stepped back and she smiled, "Are you afraid of me? You don't even know me. I'm just some random girl who happened to almost kill you."
"I'm not. I just have to go home. Would you quit trying to corner me?" Inuyasha screamed, regaining some sense of courage.
"I want to know your name."
"I don't have to give it to you, bitch."
Intrigued, Kikyo curled her lips into a sinister smile, "My name is Kikyo Higarashi."
"That's nice. Now move or I'll have to punch you."
"No you won't"
"How do you know I won't knock your freakish little brain?"
"Because I know guys like you. You act tough, you talk tough but deep down inside you're a little scared boy."
"I'm not a--"
"Get in!" she screamed, releasing her grip on the pole and steadily approaching her car. She turned around to find Inuyasha still perplexed, grasping his bag and wishing he was home.
"Are you death little boy?"
"No."
"Then get in. I'll treat you to dinner. After all, it's the least I can do, you know, since I almost ran your sorry ass over."
"No thanks."
"What? You have a girlfriend?" Kikyo asked intrigued.
Inuyasha stood there for a moment, looking at Kikyo but not seeing her. In his mind she was a complete blur, "No."
"Then get in."
Inuyasha slowly approached the car and opened the door. It was as though everything were happening in a dream; he was not him, but a figure to the side watching himself.
"By the way, I like your shirt."
--
Kikyo smiled driving towards the small café on Becker. She quickly turned to her companion and grinned. She had seen him walk out of her house, sink to the ground, and then make his way around the corner, where she decided to almost kill him. Of course, she hadn't intended to kill him; she just needed to confront him. If she had killed him would of course be a bonus.
She watched from the corner of her eye as Inuyasha continued to stare from his seat out the passenger window. He did not say a word and even Kikyo was surprised when he had agreed to come with her. Of course, no one could resist her charm and persistence. Boys will always be boys.
"What's your name?"
"Nothing."
"Well, Nothing, we're going to eat at a small café down the street."
"I need to get out."
"What?"
"I said stop the car. I need to get out. I don't even know why I went in here in the first place. I do have one."
"Have what?"
"A girlfriend," he said, gathering his things.
"I see."
"So open it up!"
"Okay don't be so damn testy." Kikyo swerved to the side and parked the car.
"Tell me your name first."
"Unlock the fucking door!"
"Tell me your name."
"Inuyasha. It's Inuyasha, okay?" he screamed.
"Now was that so hard?"
"Just open the stupid door."
"Okay," Kikyo pressed the unlock button and Inuyasha flew out, running in hyper speed towards the opposite direction. He didn't know where he was, he just needed to run away.
"Poor little Inuyasha. I'm afraid I scared him off. I don't know why but I tend to do that to people."
Kikyo quickly threw the car in drive and zoomed out of there in lightening speed, a smile planted on her face.
--
"Kagome, will you go out with me?" Inuyasha asked. His mind was still fixated on his encounter with Kikyo the day before.
"Like, on a real date?" Kagome asked ecstatic.
"Yeah, I guess."
"Wow, I never knew you would be the type to ask me on a real date."
"Really? Well, I'm asking now. So will you?"
"Of course."
"Great, let's go to a movie."
"Sure. Friday night?"
"Yeah Friday night at 8."
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Friday Night 8 p.m. (Time goes by real fast)
"Kagome, why are you dressed up so nice this evening?" her mother asked her upon seeing her descend the spiral staircase in a yellow skirt, a white cardigan and tan clogs.
"I'm going to see a movie with Sango or am I not allowed to go out with my friends anymore?" Kagome asked, pausing on the third step.
Her mother looked at her suspiciously and then approached her slowly. "I know you're up to no good. If I find you out with that boy I'll make sure you never set foot out of this house."
"What? Are you going to ask Kouga to stand guard outside my room, mother?" Kagome asked, fear spreading across her face.
Her mother eyed her curiously and then stepped down the remaining flight of stairs into the kitchen. Kagome watched her mother depart and then descended the steps. She walked out of the front door, glancing only once behind her to see her mother in the rear kitchen window. Kagome felt a shudder go down her back. How creepy was that? She thought. Her mom could be so frightening at times.
She casually walked out of the gates and turned a corner to find Inuyasha waiting at a bus stop, the same one Sango uses everyday.
"Inuyasha, you're early." She said scanning his assemblage. She had to admit he was a hot piece of ass.
"Yeah well I figured I'd sit here for awhile but I guess you're early too. So, shall we go?" he asked, offering her his arm. She looked at it and smiled, taking it instantly.
"What are we going to watch?" Kagome asked.
"Who said we were actually going to watch the movie?" Inuyasha asked, a smirk forming across his face.
Kagome giggled, "Perv."
--
"That movie sucked!"
"Who knew Ben Affleck and Jennifer Lopez acted so horribly."
"Why'd you pick that fucked up movie?"
"I don't know, it sounded good at the time."
"Whatever, let's eat, I'm starving. That movie made me barf up all my food."
"Don't be so over dramatic," Kagome demanded. "Let's go to that café. My sister goes there all the time."
Inuyasha backed off, "Your sister?"
"Yeah."
He stuttered at first but regained his communication skills, "When did you ever follow your sister."
"She's a bitch but she's a bitch with good taste. If she goes there all the time, something must be good."
Inuyasha stared at the small café in tension in his body. His palms began to sweat and even beads of sweat were forming across his forehead. 'Why am I all nervous? I didn't do anything wrong. I rode in her car for five freaking minutes. I didn't do anything wrong!'
"Inuyasha, are you okay?" Kagome asked, instantly pulling him away from the trance the café was forming.
"Yeah, why?"
"You look all pale. If you don't want to go there, we don't have to go there."
"No, let's go there. I want to go there," he lied.
"Okay, whatever you say." She followed him nervously a foot behind.
Although he felt initially agitated by his memories of Sango, those thoughts gradually left his mind upon sitting across Kagome and seeing how hot she looked. Seeing her, he instantly he felt those same jitters he felt the first time he realized how much he liked her. Sadly, this brought about a series of first date fumbles:
Fumble #1: Accidentally knocking over the glass and sending the water onto poor Kagome's skirt.
"Oh shit! I'm so sorry! Let me clean that up for you!"
"Inuyasha, I'm fine. Let me do it."
"No I spilled it, let me clean it up."
"Inuyasha, I can handle it."
The two fought over who was going to clean the skirt for a couple of minutes but it didn't take long before Inuyasha gave in and let Kagome do it. However, little did Kagome know that upon putting water on her yellow skirt that her panties would show too.
"Okay, tell me, does it look that bad?"
"Umm...it looks...great. I can hardly notice it's wet."
"Good. Oh geez I dropped my fork. I'll go over to the waiter."
"No! I'll call him over here!"
"Inuyasha, its okay, he isn't that far away."
"Kagome, just let me call him!"
"Fine, whatever. Don't get your underwear in a bunch."
"Underwear? I swear I don't see anything. In a few minutes the skirt will dry and no one will know the difference."
"What? What are you talking about? Oh nevermind, here comes the waiter."
One moment later, "Hi, can I have another fork please?"
"Oh sure."
"Wait, I found the other fork, its over there by that table. How the hell did it get over there? Let me get it!"
"I'll get it Kagome!"
"Don't be stupid, I can do it myself."
"Ma'am you're going to use the dirty fork?" the waiter asked disgusted.
"No, I'm going to give it to you." Kagome rose up and walked over to the fork. She turned around and from the light above, her underwear was even more visible. How cute, it had a little star.
"Here you go."
"Oh—um—thanks."
"No problem."
Fumble #2: Painful Footsey
Inuyasha watched as Kagome picked at her food and felt a foot gently go up his leg. He looked down and noticed Kagome was playing a friendly game of footsey. He smiled and took her hand.
He then pursued to play along with her. He took his right foot and kicked her. Actually he hadn't intended to kick her, it just sort of happened through a mixture of nervousness and being horny.
OOOWWWWW!!!! Kagome yelped, taking her hand from Inyasha's hand and cradling her leg which was now turning a milky purple and blue.
"Inuyasha!"
Inuyasha lifted his hand and sighed. "Sorry."
-- Inuyasha, still embarrassed from dinner, watched as Kagome wobbled along side of him. He sure did a number on her leg which was now a grotesque purple, blue, and black. Even though he screwed up big time, she still had the heart to link her arm with his. Of course, she could have only been using him as a human cane.
"Kagome, I'm really sorry I'm such a klutz," he admitted sheepishly.
"No, don't worry. It will heal—in a few days," she said slowly maneuvering her bruised leg with his.
"Shit! I'm such a stupid asshole sometimes."
"Stop blaming yourself. I was nervous too. I just didn't knock water on your skirt and kick you in the leg," she teased.
"I can carry you," he offered.
"No, I'm scared you'll drop me."
He turned to her and smiled. She looked up at him and slowly moved her face towards his.
"Well, well, what do we have here?" said a familiar voice. The two looked up and saw Kikyo staring at them, her face in a twisted grin (as always) and of course her arms were folded.
"Kikyo," Kagome whispered, backing off from Inuyasha.
"Little sister, aren't you going to introduce me to your boyfriend."
--
Same day, different time— Friday mid morning.
"I'm worried Kagome."
"What about?" Kagome asked waking up from her usual history class nap.
"Miroku. He hasn't returned my calls, I go by his house but no one answers, and its already been three days. I think something really bad happened to him. I know it," she said worry dripping from her lips.
"Sango, I'm sure he's okay. He probably got the cold or something."
"No, I know something happened, if he was sick, he would still call me."
"Sango relax! Its just Miroku, you know he'll be okay."
"Yeah, okay, sure," she said, turning her head to the side and setting it down into her folded arms on the table top. She closed her eyes and prayed that Miroku was okay.
--
"Shit! I'm always late!"
Sango ran through the school in hyper speed. She swerved, dodged, and slid through anyone and anything that got in her way. If she was late for Science again, Mr. Moto was going to have her head.
"Yes, I'm almost there and awww I still have a minute to spare," she said running through the school yard. It was then that a dark figure appeared in front of her and sent her butt first onto the ground.
"Ow! Hey, what's the--"
The figure dressed in black slowly turned around, removed his pitch black shades, and pierced her eyes with his sinister stare.
"What happened?" Sango screamed.
The figure stepped back, revealing his spiked jacket, shredded shirt, baggy pants, and greasy hair, which was wrapped in a bandana. He slowly took out a packet of cigarettes from within his jacket and lit it up.
"You bess watch out, ho!"
"This is a joke right? Come on, you have to be kidding."
"Do I look like I'm laughing?"
"But--" Sango said slowly losing her ability to speak. There were words forming in her head but they refused to be heard. Her mouth refused to open and so her eyes did the talking. She stared at the black dressed figure in pain. In her mind, she continued to believe this was a joke. It was impossible! And kind of freaky!
"Whatever, I'm out," he said, lifting the cigarette from his lips and blowing out fumes. Sango watched the smoke release from his lips and sighed, remembering how much she longed to kiss those lips.
He looked at her one last time and turned around.
"Miroku! What are you doing?"
Miroku continued to walk away, ignoring her words. She raced to him and caught him by the hand. He stopped and turned, remembering how nice her touch was.
"Did I say you can touch me, bitch?" Sango loosed her grip and her eyes widened in shock.
"Bastard! Don't talk to me like that!"
"I can talk to you however I damn please," he said coldly.
"Miroku! What happened to you? Why did you do this? I don't understand!" she screamed, a tear sliding down from her cheek.
"I don't have to listen to you."
"Oh yeah you will. I don't know why you are doing this but I know inside you're still the old Miroku."
"Would that make you feel better?" he asked. She nodded.
"Well go fuck yourself because he's gone." Sango slapped him and let go of his arm.
She watched him puff the cigarette again and then blow out more smoke, "I don't understand you Sango, I thought you'd like the new me."
"I don't know what you're talking about," she said quivering. Miroku felt the pangs of guilt in his heart. He threw the cigarette to the floor and turned his head away, placing the sunglasses back on his face.
He wanted to reach out to her. He turned his head back her way, realizing she was near tears, an act that he couldn't bear witness. He went to touch her face when a figure jumped across him and shielded his view from his Sango.
"Miroku, my love," Kagura said, a smile planted so firmly on her face.
"Kagura," Miroku whispered.
"I was waiting for you for--" she cut her sentence short and turned her head, now facing Sango, "Why Sango, I didn't know you were here."
"What did you do to him, you bitch!"
Kagura jumped back and but continued to smile, "Excuse me?"
"Cut the shit! I know you did this. You are such a fucking psycho," Sango said, concealing her need to scream.
"From where I am standing, I don't think I'm the psycho one," Kagura said turning her head and planting a kiss on Miroku's cheek.
"I think you're jealous that Miroku decided to follow his heart."
"If he did, he wouldn't be with you bitch."
Kagura bore daggers in Sango by her stare. "Miroku, let's go, it smells a little funky over here."
"Miroku, you can't go."
"Oh come off it, Sango. You did this to yourself."
"What are you talking about?"
Kagura walked forward grinning and Miroku followed suit. Sango sunk to the ground in despair. Her Miroku was gone. He was walking with the devil and she couldn't do anything about it. She never knew Kagura was this conniving to have brainwashed him. But she knew she had the upper hand, after all, she had his heart, no matter what Kagura thought she had.
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A/N: Sorry guys but that's all for now! I hope you guys liked it and if you didn't that's cool too. Anyhoo, I swear the spring dance is coming up, actually it's the next chapter...yay! clap entitled: +The Spring Dance Blues+...don't judge by the title alone..it wont be too sad...
Oh and special thanks to SMILEY for suggesting some relationship between Inuyasha and Kikyo...I was thinking about that at first but I was in doubt until you brought it up. Their relationship will be interesting, don't worry.
So again thanks for reviewing, it means a lot and continue to review!
-c.o. Tsukino