Title: Shinjitsu No Uta

Author: Brittany67

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

WARNING: Some of the Inuyasha characters maybe OCC.

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Kumo sighed as he walked out of the doors of his school and sighed. 'I just can't hate her. Kagome seemed so sweet and nice when I met her. She must really hate me now for being rude to her like that.' He was so stuck on his own self-pity he didn't notice Kouya standing right behind him.

"Hey, Kumo!" Kouya greeted with a small smile and chuckled when Kumo jumped, startled by his appearance.

"Don't do that! You'll going to give me a heart attack." The redhead whined putting his hand against his fast beating heart.

"I was calling your name, but you weren't paying attention." Kouya explained giving Kumo a questioning glance. "Is something wrong? Are those boys picking on you again?"

"No, no!" Kumo denied waving his hands in front of him, wildly with wide eyes. "It's not that."

"Then what is it?"

"It's nothing really." The redhead smiled almost too brightly and held his brief case tightly in his hands. Kouya raised an eyebrow at this, but decided to ignore it.

"Sure, Kumo. Whatever you say." Kumo fought the urge to sigh in relief and suddenly froze. Kouya placed his hands on Kumo's shoulders and shook the boy, roughly. "Yo, you okay?"

"W-What is he doing here?" Kouya heard Kumo whisper and followed the direction Kumo was gazing in. A young man with long black hair and violet eyes was standing by an expensive looking car.

"Who is that?" The Japanese boy asked as he turned back to look at Kumo, who seemed to have snapped out of his daze.

"I-Inu Yasha."

"Inu Yasha? Doesn't that mean Dog Demon?"

"Yeah so what. I think it's cool." Kumo shrugged Kouya's hands off of his shoulder and tightened his uninjured hand on his briefcase. A panicky look then appeared on his face. 'Maybe he is looking for me or something! I hope he isn't mad with me because I was rude to Kagome.'

"Cool? Yeah right, Kumo." Kouya continued to speak, but Kumo quickly tuned the Japanese boy out.

'What am I going to do?! He looking around for someone—oh no he's looking right at me!' Kumo thought paling slightly and started to sweat. 'He's looking directly at me! What do I do?! Think Kumo think!'

Unfortunately for Kumo, Yasha had already made the decision for him. He was walking towards the redhead with a scowl on his face making Kumo cringe.

"H-Hi, Yasha." Kumo waved weakly with a weak smile on his face. "H-How are you doing?"

Yasha ignored Kumo's question and continued to scowl down at Kumo before snatching the briefcase out of Kumo's hand. His eyes flashed in irritation.

"Hey—"Kouya stepped forward but was cut off by Yasha.

"Stupid, what do you think I'm here for? Fun?" Yasha snapped harshly making the redhead look down at his feet. "Let me handle the heavy stuff before you hurt yourself. I don't want Sesshomaru down my back for not doing my job."

Kumo eyed Yasha with a wary expression on his face and to his dismay, his voice became shakier than he would have liked. "A-Alright...Yasha."

"Good now that is settled. Let's go." Yasha turned sharply and walked back to his limo.

"Where?" Kumo asked staring at Yasha's back. Yasha rolled his eyes and glanced back at the redhead with an annoyed expression on his face.

"I don't know just get in the car.

"But I--"

"Will you just shut up and get in?!" Yasha yelled slamming the car door as he got in and glared at Kumo through the window. His voice held a note of impatience. "Must you make everything so damn difficult? I'm taking you home and that's final. So get in the car right now!"

"Okay, okay! You don't have to bite me head off." The redhead mumbled hastily and got into the car. He waved to Kouya with a weak smile as Yasha started up the car. "Bye, Kouya. See you tomorrow."

Kouya raised his hand to wave back, but before he could even raise his hand. Yasha and Kumo were already down the street.

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'I wonder what's got Yasha upset. I hope it isn't about the other day.' Kumo sneak concerned glance in Yasha's direction and watched the older boy. Yasha's face was formed into a scowl and his hands were gripping tightly onto the steering wheel like he was about to rip it off at any second.

"Are you going to keep staring at me because it's really ticking me off. If you got something to say, say it." Yasha snarled at Kumo, who flushed in embarrassment at being caught staring.

"W-What?!"

"You keep looking at me like you want to say something."

"Well I was wondering if you were alright..." The redhead's face turned red when Yasha stared at him. His hands waved wildly in front of him as his cheeks turned stains of scarlet. "I mean you look a little upset. That's all!"

Yasha remained silent while Kumo's face cooled down to its normal color. There was complete silence the in car, but it wasn't a tense silence. It was one of those peaceful ones. After a while Kumo was getting tired of sitting still for so long and began to get restless.

"Where are we going?"

"To the airport." Yasha answered without a glance at the other boy. Kumo let out a startled shout and stared at Yasha in disbelief.

"Why are we going there?! Are you leaving or something?"

"No, I'm picking up someone."

"Who?"

"What's with all these damn questions?! What are you? My Father?!" Yasha yelled angrily at Kumo, who recoiled at the loudness.

"Why you getting so angry for? I'm only asking." Kumo retorted back at the other boy. A sudden spark of anger lit his eyes.

"Then don't ask stupid questions then if you don't want me to get angry."

"I wasn't asking stupid questions." The redhead huffed, crossing his arms above his chest. "And besides I think I have the right to know where you're taking me."

"Just shut up."

"You shut up!"

"No, you!"

"You!"

"Shut your big mouth or you'll be walking from here." Yasha warned giving an unfriendly stare. Kumo's lips thinned with anger, but became silent just in case Yasha was serious.

'Stupid jerk. I don't even know why I even like him.' Kumo thought bitterly, crossing his arms. He slumped in his seat in defeat and stared out the window.

For a couple of minutes which seemed like hours, Yasha finally stopped the car and turned to stare at the redhead. Seeing the other boy's reflection in the window, Kumo raised an eyebrow in question.

"I'll be right back. Stay here."

To hide his confusion, Kumo nodded and watched wordlessly as Yasha got out of the car. He continued to watch until his crush was out of his eye range.

"Who is it that Yasha is going to get?" He asked out loud and uncrossed his arms to let his fingers intertwine in his lap, nervously. "Probably a family member or someone close."

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"Where is he? I thought he would be home by now." Kouya paced back and forth in Kumo's apartment with Mitsushi sitting on the couch. His face was flushed and stains of dry tears on his face. The older boy turned to Mitsushi and asked, "Does he usually come this late?"

"N-No."

"Damnit! I know I shouldn't have let him go with that Dog Demon."

"His name is Inu Yasha." Mitsushi corrected silently, wiping his face and sniffed. Kouya shrugged as if he didn't care one bit about the boy's name and scowled.

"Whatever. He is still going to get it when I see him."

Kumo looked up from his lap just in time to catch a glimpse of Yasha. The smile that was beginning to form slowly faded away when he gazed at the person walking beside Yasha.

His face became unreadable as he studied this girl. Kumo shook his head, correcting himself, this young woman. She was tall and graceful with a beautiful face. Long black hair tied up in a low ponytail with two parts coming down and then tied back into the ponytail. Her bangs brushed gently against her forehead as a gust of wind went by. She wore a nice white blouse and a long red skirt that touched her ankles.

'Who is she?' The question hammered at him as he forced on a friendly smile. 'Another girlfriend? Just great.'

"Hello." Kumo waved shyly from the window and turned a vivid scarlet when her eyes looked with his. 'Oh man I got to stop staring at people.'

The women's lip curved into a small smile as she took note of Kumo's embarrassment and bowed gracefully. "It's nice to meet you. You must be Senkai Naoko. Yasha-kun has told me a lot about you."

"I hope it was pleasant." He joked and tried to catch Yasha's eye, to communicate with him, but the other boy avoided eye contact. "I didn't catch your name."

"Oh how rude of me. My name is Touji Kikyo. I'm Yash's fiancé."

"Fiancé?!"

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