A/N: Recently, this story was deleted. It was either becuase of the summery, or becuase I had this story twice, once under IY/Kik, once in the normal madness. Right now I'mma assume the latter, but if it gets deleted again, I guess I got little choice.

InuYasha had stopped going to work two weeks ago. Now, a card board box lay ripped apart on the floor of the garage. The clock on the wall read three o' clock in the morning. The final bolt could be tightened no farther. InuYasha's hands stopped. He dropped the wrench. He closed his eyes. A deep growl filled the room as the Softail roared to life. InuYasha screamed in triumph. He made a blitz to pick up his jacket and some money before jumping into the saddle.
As he eased the red Softail out of the garage, he considered picking up Kikyo for the inaugural run. InuYasha realized he had no idea where Kikyo lived. 'Maybe I should wait till morning'
He took a look down the west bound road and right away made his choice. The lure of the open road was too much for him. He twisted the throttle and sped off into the night.
There was no traffic as InuYasha learned to put everything he had learned, from stolen dirt bikes and a few 'borrowed' bikes, on how to operate the hog into effect. The cool summer wind whipped wildly into his face. The engine's roar filled the night. InuYasha stood on the petals, trying to get as much wind as possible.
The head light created a single light in the inky darkness of the night. The night was muggy, but the heat was no match for the breeze. Dim shapes ahead let him know town was approaching. The roar of the V-twin echoed off the buildings, a few lights were on, and InuYasha saw a couple people standing in a store front. His turn came up, and InuYasha turned on to a long and straight road to the next town over at 20 MPH, almost losing his balance.
Like a bat out of hell InuYasha sped down the road. He leaned low, reducing the drag and pulled back on the throttle. The wind grew furious, whipping at his face, his hair flying behind him. 'Sixty.. Seventy..' The bike began to wobble slightly as InuYasha figured out how to stay alive at high speed. The trees whipped by in a blur, the wind starting to sting his eyes.
'Eighty five.. Ninety..' He could feel the engine grow hot and the signature vibration of the bike grow stronger. 'Ninety five.. that's it. I'm doing the ton.' InuYasha tore at the road as more buildings came into his view. He quickly remembered the road shot straight through the town and merged onto the highway about five miles later.
The town disappeared in a flash as InuYasha sped through at a hundred miles per hour. As he left, he saw a group of choppers gathered out side a all night diner. He smiled and slowed down for the turn onto the highway.
Kikyo looked around impatiently. "Where the hell is that silver haired idiot? He usually meets me on time." She griped, pacing beneath the highway's bridge over the tracks. "Well not like this is surprising. Bastard will be late for his own funeral." The sound of a motorcycle grew louder. Kikyo looked around of the offending bike. There was a bike heading toward her, and on it was.. Kikyo nearly pissed her self.
InuYasha slid to a stop in front of Kikyo, grinning stupidly. She stared at him in shock. "You got that damned thing working?" "Damn right I did!" "Is it safe?" InuYasha's grin widened. "Been riding it for the last four hours." "You're shitting me.." "Nope. Ready to go?" "Fuck yeah." Kikyo climbed on behind him.
InuYasha repeated his route again, this time with Kikyo on his back. Only this time he was a little more cautious. As he merged onto the highway he scowled at the increased traffic. "Ya know.." Kikyo began as he wove in and out of traffic. "There's no speed limit on highways I think.." InuYasha looked over his shoulder at her. She smiled mischievously. There probably was a speed limit, but InuYasha got the point. He grinned back. "Alright. Hold tight"
The Softail shot forward, the needle creeping forward toward 100 MPH. InuYasha changed lanes every time a car came up ahead of him. Two trucks drove side by side ahead of him. InuYasha grinned and shot between them. Kikyo let one hand drift out to run a finger along the side of one eighteen wheeler.
As they emerged, InuYasha caught the unmistakable colors of a high way patrol cruiser ahead. InuYasha grinned, trouble glistening in his eyes. "Now you're just being stupid!" Kikyo cried, not able to hide the excitement in her voice.
InuYasha shot by the cruiser doing well over a hundred. Kikyo turned around, laughing in triumph and excitement at the cruiser. InuYasha drove as fast as possible for the next couple miles, until Kikyo informed him they weren't being chased. InuYasha reluctantly slowed down.
About midday, judging by the sun, Kikyo had grown used to being on the bike and settled against InuYasha's back. InuYasha smiled to him self. "We gotta pull over for gas!' He cried over his back while looking for the next exit.
InuYasha filled the bike as Kikyo stole some drinks and food from the convenience store. "So," she began settling down on the bike's bitch seat, "We headed anywhere special?" InuYasha thought about it. "Well, we could hit the Green Pocket, but that's a ways off." "Oh like you have problem with driving this damned thing. Lyin' bastard." Kikyo smiled.
It was night by the time the two youths wandered into the deserted pool hall. InuYasha got the cues as Kikyo selected a collection of the Seg' on the jukebox.
InuYasha handed a cue to Kikyo and set the cue ball of the table. Kikyo came closet to the edge, so she got to break. InuYasha sat up on a nearby table and lit up as Kikyo lined up her shot. "You suck. You can't shoot worth crap." He taunted emotionlessly. The cue ball found it's mark, and the nine, two, and five ball were pocketed. "Whore. You suck." Kikyo missed the next shot and InuYasha hopped off the table and took his position. "Watch this, this is how you really play." He bragged. Kikyo hook her head and leaned the cue against the inside of her arm as she lit up herself. InuYasha missed, and grumbled as he retreated away from the table. "Nice playing 'Yasha. Remind me again, how many balls ya got?" "Two." "I should beat you with this cue"
InuYasha had slung his cue over his shoulder when Kikyo spoke slowly. "So, when are you gonna follow through on this plan of yours, the one to leave?" "Soon." "Why the - Eight ball, side pocket - Why the wait?" "Eh, I dunno, just waiting - Ah you suck. - just waiting for the right time I guess." "Fair enough"
InuYasha smiled. He had his bike finally, and he had Kikyo. Life was looking good. And in a week or two he'd be on the road, doing as he pleased. It was like a dream.
But the blues of real life were about to come crashing down the two. Hard.