Title: Shinjitsu No Uta

Author: Brittany67

Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation or any of the Gravitation character. I do however own Kuraku, Kumo, Kouya, Mitsushi and Jun.

WARNING: Some of the Inuyasha characters maybe OCC.

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Yasha fidgeted his seat not knowing how to respond to Kagome's question and said the first thing that came into his mind in defense. "I don't have to tell where I go every time. You're not my Father."

"I know that, Yasha."

"Then why you bugging me then?"

"Because I'm your friend, Yasha! That's what friends do!" Kagome shot back angrily at Yasha, whose face softened at her words. He opened his mouth to apologize, but was cut off.

"Don't say it, if you don't mean it." Miroku whispered into Yasha's ear. Yasha sneered at this and pushed Miroku roughly away.

"Say what?" Kagome asked with a raised eyebrow taking her hand off of her hip.

"Nothing." Miroku and Yasha said at the same time trying to look innocent. Kagome gave them a suspicious glance before plopping her seat down next to Yasha. Soon Miroku and Sango did the same thing much to Kumo's frustration.

"Hey! What do you guys think your doing? You can't just come here and sit down!" Yasha protested gesturing to the seats as he spoke.

"And why not?" Miroku asked watching Yasha with amused expression on his face. Yasha stuttered for a moment trying to explain, but sighed in defeat. He was never going to win that argument.

"Oh We're sorry! Were you guys having a boy's day out?" Kagome asked looking questionably from Yasha to Kumo.

Kumo waved one hand in front of him and shook his head. "Don't worry about it, Higarashi-san. We were just fooling around."

"Call me Kagome. Higarashi-san is my mother." Kagome smiled warmly at the redhead, who nodded.

"Okay…Kagome." Kumo smiled back also and thought, miserably. 'How am I supposed to hate her, if she's being so nice? Okay, Kumo time for plan B.'

"What were you guys laughing about before we came?" Kagome gestured to Miroku, Sango and herself with a hand. "It must have been funny if it got a laugh out of Yasha here."

"It was nothing."

"Oh come on. It must—"She halted when Kumo spoke almost coldly towards her.

"I said it was nothing." Kumo fought the urge to apologize to the nice girl seeing the hurt look on her face and glanced at his wrist watch. A fake disappointed look came on his face. "Oh look at the time. It looks like I have to go to work."

"What are you talking about, Kumo? You don—"Mitsushi was cut of sharply when Kumo slapped a hand over his mouth. Only muffles could be heard.

"Be quiet, Mitsushi." The redheaded man hissed into his brother's ear with a wide nervous smile. He ignored the strange look he got from Yasha and his friends when he released his grip from his brother face and waved for Mitsushi to follow him out of the door.

"What was that about?" Kagome asked staring at Kumo as he and his brother left out of the restaurant. Yasha shrugged and quickly lost interest in watching Kumo leave.

"He seemed nervous." Miroku had observed with a wistful expression on his face.

"I probably be too, if a couple of people I don't know tried to talk to me." Sango said with an understanding gleam in her eyes.

"I guess." Kagome admitted with a nod.

"That bum. He left me with the check!" Yasha shouted suddenly, clenching his fist. "He probably left because he didn't want to pay so he left me with the damn bill!"

"But don't you have enough money to by this whole pay, if you wanted to? Why would a small bill matter to you?" Sango asked with a raised eyebrow.

"What's your point?" Yasha demanded with hooded eyes.

"What I mean is…Never mind, Yasha. Never mind." Sango rolled her eyes and glanced away from the young man with annoyance. Kagome smiled at Yasha's silliness and decided to change the subject.

"So how did you met, Kumo?" Kagome questioned with her elbow propped on the table and her cheek lying against her hand. Yasha calmly took a sip of his drink and replied as he was talking about the weather.

"I hit him with my car."

"YOU DID WHAT?!" Kagome shrieked loudly with her jaw dropped open. Sango and Miroku stared at the young man in disbelief. "ARE YOU INSANE?! HOW COULD YOU DO SUCH A THING?!"

Yasha had the density to blush. "It was an accident! One minute I was driving the next I crushed into him."

"So that was why his arm was in a cast." Sango realized stilling staring at Yasha in disbelief.

"Anyway it was all Miroku's fault!" Yasha snapped angrily pointing at Miroku, who wisely shied away under Sango and Kagome eyes.

"Don't put me in this, Yasha. You were the one that was driving!"

"But it was you that was distracting me. If it wasn't for your big mouth the accident would have never happened!" Yasha argued as he placed his hands on the table and leaned over across the table to glare into Miroku's face.

"Whatever, Yasha. I wasn't driving you were and besides you shouldn't have been talking on your cell phone anyway. It's against the rules." Miroku replied calmly, but inside he was glowing with smugness. 'Take that, Yasha.'

"He's right, Yasha. You were going against the law by talking on the cell phone." Kagome stated.

"And your were the one that hit Yamada-san with the car." Sango also pointed out for Yasha.

"What?! You believe that pervert over me?" Yasha demanded pointing to Miroku with a raise eyebrow.

"Pervert? I felt so insulted." Miroku said with a fake hurt. Kagome rolled her eyes at this and turned her attention back to Yasha.

"Did you apologize?"

"For what?"

"For hitting him!"

"Why would I do that? He was the one in the way."

"You're such a jerk, Yasha."