Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha or the characters of IY.
Author's Note: I am sorry, really sorry. I am a big procrastinator, so please forgive me. I am going to stop doing this story in songfic style for a while but I may change back to it later on. Anyways, I redid my previous chapters, boy were there mistakes.
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His heart stopped, seeing her before him, then it started again pounding rapidly against his chest. He wanted to say something, run over and hold her. However, it was not like that now. They were not a couple and he had no right. 'She's been starving herself.' he thought, as he silently watched the scene before him. He held himself back, as she turned and left.
"Ugh, I can't believe they let trash in this kind of restaurant." Yura whined to him. Suddenly, his stomach churned and Miroku could only imagine how Kagome felt.
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'God, what is her problem?' he groaned mentally. After enduring an hour of her complaining about the women who had bumped into her, and then another about herself, he finally told her that their relationship should not go beyond the first date, because clearly, they were two very different people.
Unexpectedly, she made a huge scene, embarrassing the both of them by acting if they were a serious couple breaking up. She pulled on his arm to keep him from leaving, "Miroku, I don't like jokes," she coyly said, running manicured fingers slowly up his arm.
"This date is over. Let go, Yura. I mean it." Miroku said. He clenched his fist; he was a lover not a fighter but after all the bull she had been telling him, he wanted to really hurt her, or shake her, or something, anything! 'For gods sake, the girl doesn't have any common sense!' he thought, mentally slapping himself. What in the world was he thinking when he asked her out.
He had to admit though; the strangest thing about her was her creepy fetish for hair. Suddenly, he yearned for the sensible girlfriend he use to have. He was a fool, but better he, than Kagome.
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"Ka-go-me, come on!" Sango yelled exasperatedly. Kagome walked from outside the dressing room, and Sango was stunned. Kagome blushed at the wide mouthed Sango, and eagerly asked, "Does it look good? Do you think he'll like it?"
"Have you seen yourself, you're gorgeous in that Kagome! See for yourself," she said, directing Kagome to the mirror. Kagome turned around checking her figure in the mirror.
"Kouga will definitely like it." Sango said, before realizing what she had done. Looking at the shocked Kagome, she let out a small "oops". She forced a smile as her friend narrowed her eyes in anger. "Kouga?!!! Kouga?!!! He's my blind date, Sango? I've known the guy my whole life, how is that a blind date?!!!" She asked angered.
Sango smiled weakly, and jokingly said, "Well, the guy loves you, and you've been blind so that really makes you the blind one. Haha…" Her fake laugh was ended by a glare by Kagome. "Come on, really… You have been so depressed, lately, and everyone is worried, just go on one date. Kouga is so sweet to you, but you have never given him a chance. Please, Kagome?"
One look at Sango's pleading face and Kagome softened, reluctantly nodding.
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"Thank you, Kouga. This is really sweet."
Fangs gleaming, Kouga smirked at her, smugly saying, "Of course, only the best for my woman." Kagome laughed softly, not bothering to correct him, thinking 'No matter how arrogant he may be, he is still very sweet.' She lifted the beautiful bouquet of roses to her nose once again, smelling them deeply.
She looked up at Kouga's expectant face. "This was a really nice dinner, thank you, Kouga." Kouga leaned in, and before he kissed her, she quickly pecked him on the cheek, knowing he wanted more than that. Kouga blushed at being caught, and leaned back, asking her, "There is a carnival tomorrow, Inu-kuro and Sango are going… do you want to go with me?"
'Give me a chance, Kagome… Come on.' He prayed silently. He let out a whoop when Kagome slowly nodded. Kagome giggled, before thanking him again, and closing the apartment door behind her.
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She leaned against the door, as she listened to his soft footsteps towards the end of the hallway. She could not help but wonder if she made the right choice. 'Let go, just let it go.' She told herself. After all, is that not one of the steps to numbing the pains of heartbreak? She prayed it was so.