A/N Ugh…who really would want to eat something like a French Kiss sundae, or a Lover's Pie, honestly?
Disclaimer: Don't own Inuyasha, and I'll never be able to change that. *runs off screen crying like a baby*
Chapter 3
Immaturity is Always Fun
"If that's what they taste like, then I'm a frog." She crossed her arms and looked at him.
Inuyasha got up, holding the carton in his hand. "Here, let me demonstrate…"
Kagome backed away from him until the arm of the couch stopped her legs.
He smiled evilly and tilted the sundae slightly. In one fluid motion, the box was on Kagome's face and she was lying on her back on the couch. She peeled it off, though the ice cream and all of the toppings remained on her face.
"Ugh…you are so immature. You're worse than me!" Dropping the box on the floor, she sat up on the couch and tried to wipe the dessert from her eyes. It was cold and the ice cream was beginning to melt and drip down onto her miko outfit. She let out a sigh and stood up, only to run into something.
"And the wench admits her immaturity…"
He was standing right above her. "I've always known that I'm immature, just didn't think a young college going man could be just as bad." She continued to wipe her face, but only managed in getting her white top dirty and wet.
"Need help?" He looked over the squinting figure and the dirty clothes, suddenly feeling a little guilty. Only a little, mind you.
He left and she could hear running water. Inuyasha was probably getting her a washcloth or something. The water stopped flowing and Inuyasha grabbed her arm to drag her outside again. He stopped her just outside the door and told her to stand still.
A bucket of ice cold water was lifted over her head and in one moment, the professor was soaked from head to foot. The only bonus of the shower was that it did wash away the sundae from her body. Though now her top was completely see through, revealing her bra.
Her eyes quickly shot open and she turned on the college student. "You." She was growling at him and giving him a look that could kill the population of Tokyo. But he wasn't looking at her face. His eyes were stuck a bit lower…
Realization popped in her head and she quickly clasped her arms over her chest and ran back into his apartment. He didn't take his eyes off of her back until she was out of view.
"Hey, I thought you wanted to go home!" Inuyasha returned to inside of the apartment and closed the door behind him out of habit.
"I did! But I'm not driving around soaking wet!" She was in his bathroom, frantically trying to dry off her clothes with a towel. He came in and stood behind her, looking at her through the mirror.
"You can borrow some of my clothes while yours dry." She clamped the towel over her front tightly and looked back at him through the mirror. His eyes seemed more full of pity than glee at the moment, so she knew that he had satisfied his need for revenge.
"Ok."
"Come with me."
Nodding, she followed him out of the bathroom and down the hall to another room. It was his bedroom. Inuyasha pulled out a large T-shirt and a pair of jeans and handed them to her.
He left the room and shut the door behind him. A few minutes later, Kagome's voice came from inside, "Inuyasha, do you have a belt I could use, your pants won't stay up."
"Yeah, its…"
Kagome opened the door, one hand on the waist of the pants. "You can come in now." She was completely dressed in his clothes.
Inuyasha blushed as he noted the bra and underwear on the floor with her other clothes. He pulled out the smallest belt he could find and handed it to her. "Here."
"Thanks." She pulled up the shirt and Inuyasha saw her small waist as she strung the belt into the loopholes and buckled it. At the tightest setting, the belt was only able to keep the pants resting on her hips, but that was better than nothing. Kagome gathered up her wet clothes in her arms and took them out into the living room where she laid them out on the floor in front of the TV to dry.
Inuyasha popped in a movie and they sat down on the couch to watch as they waited for her clothes to dry.
Half an hour later, the door to the apartment opened and Miroku entered. By this time, Kagome had already fallen asleep on Inuyasha's shoulder and he had placed his arm on her waist.
"Hey Inuyasha, what did you think of the shrine maiden?"
"She was ok." From the angle Kagome was at, she was hidden from view when the onlooker was behind the couch.
"Did you know she disappeared after kendo club…I couldn't find her anywhere."
"And your point?"
"It's just stra…whoa! Inuyasha, you dog!" Miroku had now seen the miko outfit lying on the floor in front of the TV. Of course, being a pervert, he had considered it to mean something very disgusting. "Now I know where she ran off to."
"No, she hasn't even been here for an hour." Inuyasha looked back at Miroku. "It's not what you think."
"Right. Whatever you say." Miroku had a lecherous grin plastered to his face as his eyes fell on the small undergarments. "So, how does it feel to no longer be a virgin?"
"Don't know; I'm still on the virgin list. I'm not like you. I don't throw myself at every girl I meet."
Kagome began to stir and Inuyasha looked down at her. "Who're you talking to?" She yawned and sat up.
"My roommate."
She looked over at Miroku and stared. "You must be joking. That pervert is your roommate?"
"Seen through his cover already? You're good."
"He was spying on me earlier today. Creep." She stood up and stretched. Miroku got a full view of her apparel. To check whether her clothes were dry or not, she stepped on them with her bare feet. "Next time I offer to take someone home I'll ask them who their roommate is." Kagome bent down and flipped her clothes over.
"You can just go now, return the clothes later. Otherwise the hentai might not be able to control himself. I think he's already drooling."
She nodded to Inuyasha. "I agree. I'll be sure to wash the clothes before I give them back. I wish you luck with your studying!" Before walking out the door, she paused, "Oh, just a forewarning, there'll be a ten page research paper on a legend of your choice due in another month. The rest of the students find out next week." After that she smiled and left.
"What was that about?" Miroku turned and looked at Inuyasha.
"Where she disappeared to was the class she is teaching at the University, Legends and Myths. She's one of my professors this semester."
"What is with you and your teachers?" Miroku sat down on the couch next to Inuyasha. "Do you have any other relatives for her to fall in love with?"
"Back off, it was merely by chance that she ended up here. I care not to go into detail." He stuck his nose into the air and turned the other way. But what if history really did repeat itself and Kagome ended up doing the exact same thing as Kikyou.
"Hey, do you know how old she is?"
"Approximately, women never admit their age." Inuyasha shrugged. Her age wasn't that big a deal to him. He wasn't going to fall in love with her or anything.
"I can find out at the shrine for you."
*
The next evening, Miroku came leaping into the apartment. "Inuyasha, you'll never guess how old she is!"
"32?" His tone was flat as he sat at the table enjoying his supper of ramen.
"Way off, guess again." Miroku was almost jumping off the walls. The smile on his face couldn't have been larger.
"50."
"Too high."
"Give up, how old is she?" He was interested, but he didn't show it in the slightest.
"She's only 20." Miroku said it so matter-of-factly that Inuyasha nearly choked on his ramen.
"And did she tell you this?"
"No, I looked in her purse. On her license it said her date of birth was only twenty-one years ago."
"Wait, if she's twenty, how come you just said twenty-one?"
"Because she turns twenty-one this year, smart-one." His sarcastic remark gained him a kick in the leg.
"When's her birthday?"
"In two weeks. The big 2 1. You should take her out drinking at a bar or something."
"What day?"
"Friday." Miroku got up and circled in on the calendar. Two weeks away on a Friday? How convenient.
Inuyasha stood and walked over to the fridge to get a soda to wash down the noodles. After chugging the bottle he tossed it into the trash and went to his room. He had another question for his wonderful new professor, how can she be a teacher at a university if she isn't even old enough to legally drink alcohol?
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A/N So maybe Kagome wasn't lying the first time she told Inuyasha her age, but he didn't believe her. So it's his tough luck.