Collide
By animechick262003
Chapter Six
"Miss Higurashi! Miss Higurashi! Don't you dare hang up this phone, Kagome!"
Kouga stared at the receiver he held in his hand as the busy signal fell through the line. She'd actually done it. She'd hung up on him. What in the hell had he done to her to make her act this way? Was she out to ruin his life, because if she stayed in that boardroom, that's exactly what she would be doing. He had to get Kagome out of there before it was too late. Kouga slammed the receiver down and turned to leave from the cubicle. He stopped sharp, completely caught off guard by the scene that met him.
"What in the hell do you think you're doing, Hakkaku?" Kouga barked to the man that blocked his path.
"You…you should let Miss Higurashi handle this, Kouga."
"What in the hell are you saying? Get out of my way." Kouga growled. He went to move past Hakkaku but he wasn't going to simply step aside Kouga realized as the Hakkaku tossed an arms over each of to the works stations two entry walls.
Kouga cocked his head to the side and smirked. "She has a nice rack and all, but don't you think you're going a little too far with this?"
"It's not like that." Hakkaku defended
"Oh yeah? Then why in the hell are you betraying me for this broad? Just what in the hell did she do to you while I was in that meeting?"
"No…nothing! I'd never do that. I wouldn't do that Kouga. You know that I wouldn't betray you."
"Then get the hell out of my way." Kouga hissed.
"I can't do that either. If you go in there now you would be making a big mistake."
Hakkaku words struck like a sledgehammer, sending Kouga back. If he went into the boardroom he would be making a big mistake? Is this how Hakkaku truly felt? That he couldn't handle the situation with the Itachi group. Was this how they all felt, Kouga silently questioned looking around the room to the office workers that had come out from behind their cubicles, and out of their offices to see what was going on. Kouga looked back at Hakkaku who yet to step aside.
"You have more confidence in that little girl than you do me, Hakkaku?" Hakkaku looked to the floor too ashamed to look Kouga in the eyes. "I see," Kouga snorted. "What about the rest of you? Do you think that little girl can do a better job than me? Huh? That her work is better than mine?"
"That's not it at all."
"Well, if that's not the problem, what is?"
"For starters, you've not been yourself lately." Hakkaku announced with a brazenness that startled Kouga. Whatever Kagome had done to his usually timid friend had actually amounted to what appeared to be a backbone. Impressive, but he was fighting the wrong battle with his new found courage.
"Is that it? I've not been myself?" Kouga slipped his hands into his pants pocket and gave a crooked smile, trying to alleviate the dark cloud of tension that hung over them. "I know how things must appear, but I've just been tired, and-"
"It's more than just being tired, Kouga. You know it, and so do I." Hakkaku cut him off.
Kouga ground his top teeth into his lower ones, and narrowed his eyes. As much as he wanted to, it didn't look as if he would be able to avoid this little confrontation. "If you have something to say to me Hakkaku, say it, and then get the hell out of my way."
"All right, I'll say it. " Hakkaku replied. "We all miss her, but the fact is, she's not here anymore. It's time you accepted this, and start putting Akira Designs best interest first. Just as she would have wanted you to."
Kouga pushed to his feet and closed the gap between him and Hakkaku. "You may be one of my best friends, but don't you ever talk to me about what Ayame wanted as if you have a right."
"She was my friend."
"She was my wife!" Kouga hissed. "No one knows better than me what she wanted. And I will make damn sure that her wishes come to pass. Not you and not some little girl. Now, I suggest you remember whom it is your working for, and get on that phone, and call security. Or, Miss Higurashi won't be the only one being escorted out by security today." Kouga pushed his way pass Hakkaku and bounded towards the corridor. "I'll be outside the meeting room. You have five minutes to get security to meet me there."
Kouga took a few quick breath held them and counted to ten. For Kagome's sake he needed to cool his temper before he actually laid eyes on her. The heavens only knew what he would do once he saw the pretty little face of that trouble-making girl. And she was definitely trouble with a capitol T. No thanks to her, his meeting with the Itachi Representatives had turned into a disaster. A disaster that had him arguing with his best friend over the welfare of his company and the wishes of his wife. All of which wouldn't be happening if not for the firebrand that even at that moment was in the boardroom where he needed to be. Kagome antics in the beginning had been cute, even a bit refreshing. But he'd have to draw the line somewhere, and he'd have to start now. Kagome had gone too far. And before the day was over, Kouga would make her regret ever having tested his patience.
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"This is most certainly an astonishing piece of work." Mister Gakushi prattled.
"Does, this mean that you're satisfied with what we have presented today, Mister Gakushi?" Kagome probed.
The older man smiled. "Satisfied? I have known for sometime how talented Mister Akira is, but this is beyond what even I expected. It's…it's wonderful."
Kagome beamed hearing his admiration of her work. And Kouga said she didn't put her heart in her work. Ha, boy was he wrong, and today was the proof she needed. "So, can I let my boss know it's a go on the project?" Kagome pressed, trying to close the deal.
"Absolutely. As a matter of fact, why don't you call him in here? I'd like to tell him face to face, just how pleased I am with this design."
Kagome's heart leapt into the pool of her stomach and was devoured by acids in that instance. Goose bumps rose on her arms, and the hair stood on the back of her neck. She knew that this would eventually happen. How could she not suspect that Mister Gakushi would want to meet with Kouga to cover the final details? But she was hoping it wouldn't be today since she was positive Kouga was waiting just on the other side of the door to wring her neck.
'Well, will you get him in here, young lady. We would like to commend him on such a wonderful piece of work."
"Of course," Kagome smiled getting out of her chair. With hesitant steps she approached the door to the boardroom. She could just see Kouga on the other side, hidden amidst the shadows like a hunter waiting to pounce on her. Not that she didn't deserve whatever she got from him, because she certainly had gone beyond simply pressing a few button. Kagome was positive she'd broken them. But there was a bright side to it all. She'd saved him from making a huge blunder. In all actuality, he owed her his life the way she saw it.
Kagome walked out of the boardroom, freezing outside the door, expecting that any moment Kouga would rise up like some creature from a horror movie and take hold of her, but to her surprise, the loud mouthed; sharp tongued male was no where in sight.
"Odd," Kagome muttered, but no sooner had she entered onto the corridor, did she spot Kouga headed strait for her.
"You!" Kouga's deep voice was like thunder as it echoed through the hall. Kouga increased his pace, his long legs covering the distance quickly, bringing him closer and closer. Fear struck Kagome, and sent her back peddling through the open door until she felt the cool wood of the boardroom table pressing into the backs of her thighs. Kouga appeared in the door, and her heart leapt into her throat. Those hypnotic baby blues of his sent shivers down her spine as he set his gaze on her. Kouga was tinkering near the braking point. She had to explain herself… her reason for doing what she had.
"I-"
"Save it! I'm not interested in your excuses," Kouga snapped
"Just what in the world is going on?" Mister Gakushi asked, climbing to his feet.
"That's what I'd like to know." Kouga walked into the boardroom his eyes locked on Kagome. "Do you realize how much trouble you've caused with your antics? No thanks to you, my company's reputation is ruined!" Kouga closed the gap between him and Kagome.
"I wasn't trying to cause trouble." Kagome defended
"No? Then just what in the hell did you think you were doing?"
'Helping you out."
"Who in the hell asked you for help?"
"I was trying to keep you from making a big mistake."
"It was my mistake to make, Kagome!" Kouga snapped.
"I saved you-"
"I didn't need to be saved!"
"Funny, I heard the latter." Kagome snorted.
"I thought you would have learned your lesson where rumors are concerned, Miss Higurashi." Kouga bit, and caused her cheeks to flush.
"Why are you so angry? What I didn't was for the good of Akira Designs as well as you"
Kouga angled his head and narrowed his blue eyes. He positively could not believe Kagome's announcement. What she'd done was for his benefit…for the good of Akira Designs? Was this kid serious? "Is that skull of yours so thick that you can't even comprehend the damage you've done? My livelihood as well as that of my workers has been compromised, Miss Higurashi. Do you understand what this means, you stupid kid?"
"I think the more appropriate question is do you understand the consequences of you having gone into a meeting with men as important as Mister Gakushi unprepared? Whether you like it or not, my choice to intervene, saved your ass, Mister Akira."
"Is that so?"
"Yeah, that's so." Kagome answered back with unremitting fire.
Kouga and Kagome engaged one another in a stare off. A vein protruded down the center of his brow and twitched as he clenched and unclenched his fists at his sides. His shoulders were stiff and his eyes narrowed. Kouga looked every bit a man on the borders of losing it, but Kagome was no shrinking violet herself. Her small pink mouth was pinched closed and her chin was tossed to the ceiling, emphasizing her defiance. She'd long ago pushed away from the table she leaned up against for support, and stood in the center of the room, her dark eyes locked with his, and as challenging as ever. It was a clash of two very strong willed and opinionated people, and neither would relinquish anytime soon.
"I'd like to know just what in the hells going on here?" Mister Gakushi intervened, ending their stare off. Both Kagome and Kouga looked to the man whom they'd all but forgotten had been standing there. "Isn't this girl your assistant?" Mister Gakushi gave Kagome a puzzled glance.
Kouga snorted "No. This…girl is nothing to this company."
"But she said that she was your assistant…that she'd been sent to speak on your behalf."
"I am sorry, but this woman was never given instruction by me or any of my staff to speak on behalf of Akira Designs. She is a third year engineering student who'd applied for an interning position, nothing more.
"I see," Mister Gakushi settled back into his seat. "And what of this design? Is this not the piece you promised to have prepared for us?"
Kagome looked at the drawing that lay across the boardroom table and then back to Kouga. Even if he was angry with her, he could still claim the drawing as his own, and make good on the deal. It wasn't too late. "The drawing belongs to him," Kagome announced to Kouga's surprise.
"Is this true, Mister Akira?"
Kagome and Kouga watched each other in silence a moment before Kouga turned and walked towards the head of long board room table. He stopped in front of the design that the men had sat admiring only a short time earlier, examining it. Kouga leaned forward and propped his hands on either side of the table for support as he continued his close scrutiny of the piece.
Amazing was the word that traveled through his mind. The work was flawless, and every bit different from the work she'd presented to him the first day. Even as angry as he was with her at that moment, Kouga could not ignore the brilliance in the piece, but neither could he accept credit for work that wasn't his. "As much as I wish I could say that this work is mine, I can't. This piece is a re-submission I ordered Miss Higurashi to do. It's her design."
"Stupid!" Kagome barked suddenly. "Do you want to fail so badly? You could have-"
"I could have what? Lied?" Kouga interrupted her, leaning away from the table. "As much as I like succeeding in this business, there are still lines that can not be crossed. Accepting credit I am not entitled is a serious violation of the confidence of my workers, as well as my clients. The fact that you would think that I would sink so low as to do such a thing tells me you have a lot to learn." Kouga looked towards the door just as two security guards appeared along with Hakkaku.
It was finally time to put an end to the fiasco Kagome had caused. Kouga glanced back to Kagome, and was startled by the look of fear that marred her pretty face. He supposed it was a natural response for anyone in her position. Unfortunately realizing this to be a natural response did little to prevent the wave of guilt that washed over him as he watched her stand there like a deer caught in headlights.
Kagome looked nothing like the lioness he'd become accustomed to seeing. She looked so timid and fragile, standing there with her head bowed. Kagome looked every bit how he'd never want to see someone like her, but Kagome had brought this on herself. Kagome had jeopardized his and Ayame's hard work with her thoughtlessness. He couldn't simply allow her to walk away without having faced some repercussions. Kagome needed to be taught a lesson.
"Hakkaku," Kouga started, looking towards the three males that stood just inside the boardroom door. "I want this woman escorted off these premises. And she is never to be allowed onto this property again."
"But…Kouga She-"
"Do you want to go with her, Hakkaku, because I can certainly arrange it?" Kouga snapped, rendering the other male silent.
"Hakkaku, it's okay. I will leave Akira Designs, and never come here again, but before I do, I have a few things I'd like to say. " Kagome lifted her head and looked Kouga in the eyes. "I can only imagine what your opinion of me and my actions must be at this moment Mister Akira, and I don't expect what I am about to say to change any of it, but I think its fair I state my intentions to both you and Mister Gakushi. I never intended to deceive anyone or stick my nose where it wasn't wanted. My purpose for coming to Akira Designs was to earn a chance to work side by side with a man I idolize.
But my work didn't meet the criteria Mister Akira was looking for in an Apprentice, but instead of turning me away, he gave me another chance to prove to him that I could do the work. It was a second chance to see my dream come true. So, when I heard Mister Akira was in a bit of a bind, naturally I wanted to help him, same as he had me. Unfortunately my effort to help Mister Akira has turned into one huge mess, and I am very sorry. Mister Gakushi, please don't remove Akira Designs from the project because of my poor choice. Not having a man as gifted as Kouga working for you would truly be tragic." Kagome finished and reached for her crutch, before returning her attention to Kouga. "I really do admire your work."
Kouga watched as the guards took Kagome by the arm. He was still fuming over what Kagome had done, but watching the guards remove her from the room as if she were some common criminal was causing Kouga's conscience to kick into over drive. She was a kid, and prone to make mistakes. But this same little girl had probably ruined him. He silently reminded himself. As much as he couldn't stand having her treated this way, this was necessary. Kouga looked away from Kagome. If he continued to watch her, he ran the risk of going soft.
It seemed as if it would never happen, but after minutes of waiting Kagome was finally gone from the room and the door was closed leaving him alone with Mister Gakushi and the other Itachi representatives. Kouga turned and faced the four men who sat quietly, each one looking more baffled than the other as they took in the events. Kouga empathized with the men and their confusion. Hell, he wasn't even sure he understood just what Kagome was trying to do, but it was over now. Hopefully he could explain the situation, and salvage the deal.
"Well gentlemen, it seems that I have a bit of explaining to do."
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Kagome walked silently as she was escorted to the door by Hakkaku. Perhaps escort was a poor choice of word since Hakkaku was merely ensuring that she made it out safely. Unlike his boss the kid actually had a heart. No sooner than they'd gotten out of Kouga's sight, had he dismissed the guards. Of course not without protest from the men who seemed really excited over the prospect of tossing the annoying trespasser out on her bottom, but he hadn't backed down once.
"If you lay another finger on her, you'll deal with me."
Even she had been surprised how the rather shy and awkward guy had suddenly changed, daring the males to challenge him. But they were wise, and backed down. His sudden shifts in attitude, from shy, to fierce, and then to gentle as he'd taken her by the arm and led her to the elevator told Kagome he was not a male to be taken lightly. Much like his boss.
Kagome thought back to her encounter with Kouga in the board room. The atmosphere had been coated in a tension so thick, and so heavy she could feel it on her skin. But it wasn't tension caused by the fact that she'd been caught doing something she shouldn't have. It was something more. Kagome touched her cheek feeling hot, as her pulse picked up in memory of the sensation. There was no anger…no embarrassment. Only a need to prod him on and see just how far she could go…just how close to the edge she could take him before he cracked. Her entire body trembled under his gaze. And her mouth. Kagome carried her fingers down to her lips and touched them lightly.
Standing there in front of him, exchanging banter was like being kissed. Every part of her was alive. Her skin prickled, her heart raced, and her palms were sweating. Kagome sucked in her lower lip and let out a sigh. God she needed a shower. A cold one to be more precise…icy, bone chilling cold, if she hoped to alleviate the heat in her neither regions.
"Kouga's really tough. Sometimes he says really harsh things, but he doesn't mean any of it. "
"Huh?" Kagome looked at Hakkaku, remembering for the first time that he'd even been standing there. "What was that, Hakkaku? I 'm sorry, I wasn't ignoring you or anything. I just-"
"It's okay." Hakkaku smiled. "I was only saying Kouga's not a bad guy. Sometimes he says really harsh things, but he doesn't mean any of it.
"Ah," Kagome smiled. "Well, my concern right now is you. Are you going to be okay? I mean I lugged you into all of this, Hakkaku." Kagome passed through the revolving doors.
"I'm a lot tougher than I look, Miss Higurashi." Hakkaku shrugged. "Besides, it was my decision to go along with your plan. "
"Yeah, but no thanks to me, Kouga's pretty angry with you. I wish things would have turned out differently. I really made a muck of things didn't I?"
"Hey, don't cry." Hakkaku, placed a hand on Kagome's shoulder and gave a light squeeze just a single tear slipped from her eyes
"I really put my foot in my mouth this time. All I ever wanted was to work with him." Kagome swiped her cheek and shrugged. "It's too late for regretting things now."
"What will you do now, Miss Higurashi?"
"Well, I'll definitely continue to pursue my dreams of becoming a world renowned designer. I'll get a job with a first class firm. Design breath taking buildings, and have my face plastered all over Architectural Digest."
"Good to know your spirits not broken." Hakkaku grinned.
"Never," Kagome smiled back. "I'd better get going, and you'd better get back up stairs before your boss comes looking for you. Last thing you need is for him to find you holding friendly conversation with the enemy."
"I guess you're right. I should get back up there in case Kouga needs me for something. It was nice meeting you, Miss Higurashi."
"Call me Kagome. I'm only twenty-one for heavens sake."
"Alright, Kagome." Hakkaku replied. "I'll look forward to seeing you on Architectural Digest."
"You do that Hakkaku, because I'll definitely be featured. That's a promise."
Kagome watched as Hakkaku passed through the revolving doors and disappeared through the lobby, before making her way towards the corner and attempting to flag down a cab. This had certainly been one heck of a day. One was supposed to be the day she witnessed the beginnings of her dream was the day she watched it being sucked down the drain. But it was over and done. The cab pulled to the curb, and Kagome climbed in.
"Where to?"
"1234 Tokyo Place." Kagome replied.
The cab pulled away from the curb, and Kagome found herself staring back at the building on Obito Ave. This would be her last time seeing the place, and Kouga.
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Kouga took a deep gulp from the bottle he held in his hands. A quick stop by the local saki dealer and where does he find himself, outside of Kagome's place that's where. He was losing his mind…what little he had left anyways. And that raven haired nymph was the cause. He was perfectly okay until she happened into his life like a bad omen sent to make his every nightmare come to pass. Kouga took another sip from the bottle, and watched the shadows reflected over the closed curtains of Kagome's apartment.
What in the hell had she thought she was doing when she'd barged into the meeting with the Itachi Group? Submitting her work, and pretending that it was his. She was crazy. A crazy selfish little girl, that's what she was, but Mister Gakushi hadn't thought so. In fact the old guy seemed to be completely smitten by her disregard for the rules. She was a wild card, and anarchist hell bent on doing things her way. She was dangerous and she reminded Kouga every bit of how he used to be before Ayame tamed him.
Kouga polished off the last of the bottles content, and then got out of his car. Why was he here? He'd managed to salvage the deal, or more accurately the fact that the old man said that his little encounter with Kagome, and the following confrontation was the most excitement he'd had in a long time was what had really saved him. The man had actually thanked him and they'd gone out for drinks afterwards, but his mind hadn't been there.
His mind had walked of the boardroom behind Kagome, and had stayed with her ever since. Who the hell had she thought she was defying him, challenging him with those dark eyes, and that tightly pinched stubborn mouth of hers? And that tongue. It was as dangerous as the woman who possessed it. That mouth of hers was lethal, and unruly, and in desperate need of taming. Kouga suspected she'd never had someone fully appreciate a mouth like hers. At least not the way he would, given the chance. Given the chance he would worship that mouth and that sharp pink tongue of hers. Then again, was her tongue as sharp as he imagined it being, or was it as sensually soft as it appeared as she licked her lips. He wondered. And he would find out.
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"How long do you plan on lying there like some sad sack?" Sango asked plopping down on the bed beside Kagome.
"Try losing out on possibly the best opportunity that will ever come your way and see how you feel." Kagome bit.
"That guys not worth all of this. Just apply to another firm."
"I don't want to apply to another firm. I want to work for Akira Designs…with Kouga." Kagome mumbled into her pillow.
"Kouga?" Sango propped up on her elbow and gave Kagome a wry smile. "You're on first name basis with him now? Isn't he some old guy?"
"That's what I'd heard, but it seems he isn't as old as rumored." Kagome answered rolling onto her back, and resting her pillow over her chest. "He in his late twenties…early thirties at best."
"Really? Only in his late twenties, and a millionaire. This guy is starting to sound interesting. Is he hot?"
"Sango! His hotness or lack there of is so not what this is about." Kagome huffed doing her best to sound indignant over Sango's inquiry. Was he hot? Hell, he was smoldering, but that wasn't the reason she wanted to work closely with him. At least not the entire reason. She couldn't completely ignore the fact working with a guy as attractive as him would be an added perk, but she'd never admit this to another soul. "I needed this." Kagome started up once more.
"You needed to be tortured by some over bearing perfectionist who didn't have the common decency to utter a word of thanks after you totally stuck your neck out for him. Instead he has you escorted out by the cops. Yeah, we all need that Kagome."
"Talk about adding the nail to the proverbial coffin." Kagome snorted, smacking Sango with her pillow. "I thought you came over to cheer me up?"
"Since when did cheering ones best friend up mean ignoring facts?" Sango returned. "The guys a total jack ass, Kagome. You're better off not having gotten the job working for him. Be thankful."
"I just don't see things that way," Kagome sighed. "Bottom line I screwed up. Jerk or not, I would love to have worked under him as his apprentice."
A knock at the front door drew both women o their feet.
"It's about time that damn delivery guy got here. I'm starving." Sango huffed.
"The money is on the table in the front room." Kagome grabbed her crutch and followed after Sango. "Don't forget to tip him."
"He doesn't deserve one after making us wait nearly two hours for our pizza."
"Sango, don't be mean."
"Alright." Sango yanked the door open. "It's about time you showed up. We nearly starved."
"Excuse me," A deep voice answered back.
Sango looked up and was met by an incredible set of blue eyes incased in face to die for glaring back at her. "Ka…Kagome?"
"Yeah?"
"We did order pizza, right."
"Yeah." Kagome answered as she entered into the front room. "What about it?"
"Did they mention anything about throwing in a free order of tall dark, and hot on the side?" Sango let her eyes move over he figure in the doorway slowly. "You're so fricken hot."
'Kouga?" Kagome gasped seeing for the first time the person that had sent Sango into frenzy.
"Kouga?" Sango glanced across hr shoulder to Kagome. "No way this guy…is…him. You're kidding right?" Sango looked back at Kouga. "He's Mister Jack ass?"
"Sango!" Kagome snapped hurriedly moving towards the door.
"What?" Sango shrugged.
"Could you be any ruder?"
"It's not as if I'm lying." Sango muttered.
Kagome sighed and focused on Kouga. There was no point in trying to show Sango the error of being so verbally overt. Speaking her mind was Sango's trademark; it always had been and always would be. Bedside's at that moment she needed to find out why it was that the man she'd verbally sparred with hours earlier was now standing on her doorstep so late in the evening.
"What are you doing here?"
"I'd like a few words with you." Kouga replied in a tone that was as curt as it had been when they'd met on the battlefield of the boardroom. This wasn't a social call. That was for certain.
"Well, if you have something to say, say it."
"Alone." Kouga looked passed Kagome to Sango.
'I can take a hint." Sango grumbled, spinning on hr heals and heading back towards the bedroom.
"Alright, she's gone. Care to tell me why you've shown up at my place unannounced.
"Just what in the hell did you think you were doing earlier today?"
"I've already given you an explanation of my actions. I don't like repeating myself." Kagome leaned against the open door and folded her arms over her chest.
"You could have ruined everything."
"I take your statement to mean everything worked out okay." Kagome returned.
"No thanks to you."
"Don't you mean, thanks to me." Kagome countered. Already she could feel her heart pounding in her chest. There were no words to describe the excitement she felt whenever she was near this man.
Kouga took a couple ungainly steps towards her and for the first time Kagome noticed it, and even more smelled it as he stopped so close to her she could feel his warm breath bathing down over her face. He was inebriated.
"This pretty mouth of yours is rather dangerous isn't it?" To Kagome's surprise, he cupped her chin, and caressed her lower lip gently with his thumb. "You do like taunting me with it…your mouth."
God he seemed completely entranced with her, and only seconds away from- Kagome quickly redirected her gaze. "You reek." Kagome announced trying to concentrate on anything…everything but those dangerous eyes of his, and even more, his touch.
"Don't try to change the subject, Kagome."
"What do you want?" Kagome barked, meeting his gaze. "I saved your ass. There's nothing more to talk about."
"You behaved selfishly…risking everything I worked for!" Kouga in return snapped.
"Well, if you're done talking about my deadly mouth, I think I will turn in for the evening. Good night."
"I'm not done with you, Kagome." Kouga grabbed her by her arm, and gently pinned her to one spot.
Kagome looked up at Kouga and with a smile snidely said. "What more is there? Are you going to tell me how dangerous my eyes are now? Ooh I know… my nose."
"No actually I stopped by to tell you I never want to see this pretty little troublemaking face of yours again."
"Kagome chuckled. " Oh, you don't want to see my face again? Then why are you here?"
"Because before I told you this, there's something I needed to find out for myself."
"Oh, and what's that?"
"I'll tell you as soon as I know," Kouga murmured, as his lips connected with hers. Her entire body went stiff in his arms as that sinful mouth of his toyed with her lips ever so gently. His tongues danced over her lower lip beckoning for entry, and despite her best resolve to deny him, she found her self slowly melting into him. Her body pressed into his rock hard torso, as his tongue cleverly slipped into her mouth, and massaged her tongue.
What was she permitting to take place? And with a man she'd only known for three days no less. But it felt heavenly and Kagome was certain that not even if she wanted to could she pry herself away from him. His lips were so firm and soft as he sensually used his tongue to explore her mouth to his satisfaction, but as suddenly as he'd begun his fact finding mission, he stopped, and pulled away slightly, allowing only the slightest contact between their two mouths.
"Your tongue's not as sharp as I expected it to be," Kouga announced in a sultry voice releasing Kagome all together. Kagome staggered back, and struck the open door gently. Her eyes felt heavy, and her heart raced, and every single inch of her tingled. And to top it all off she felt dizzy. Kagome looked up in time to see Kouga bumping his way down the tier.
"Oh…my God!" A familiar voice giggled as Sango appeared in front of her. "I can't believe what I just saw. "
"You saw?" Kagome looked at Sango completely embarrassed by the scene that had just played out. "It's not like it appeared. He just wanted to tell me… tell me..."
'That he has a thing for you." Sango blurted with the enthusiasm of a school girl hearing the latest rumor. "And obviously you have a thing for him too. And to think I never thought I'd see a day where someone other than InuYasha had a chance with you." Sango said giving Kagome a nudge.
Feel something for someone other than InuYasha? There was no way. Not a chance. Her love was InuYasha always had been always would be, but before she could offer up this defense, Kagome found her attention being redirected to the crashing sound that rose up from the grounds below. Kagome hurried towards the balcony rail and peered over to a scene that was fit for the funniest video segments.
"He didn't," Kagome mumbled.
"I'm afraid he did," Sango chuckled leaning into the rail. "Looks as if Lover boy took a tumble into the neighbor's trash. Well, he looks about a lean one eighty." Sango said stretching her arms over her head.
"What are you doing?"
"We can' just leave him waddling in it. We've got to get him out of there."
"Eww…" Kagome muttered glancing back over the balcony to the male covered in empty cans and other assorted filth. "I guess you're right. We can't leave him there, but before we get to work, could you get the plastic gloves out."
"Will do," Sango chirped and disappeared back into the apartment. Kagome leaned against the railing peering at the male that lay passed out in the rotting waste. He'd kissed her. And even worse she'd let him. No other male be side's InuYasha had ever had the privilege, and yet she'd all but welcomed him with open arms, and the strangest thing was, if Kouga tried to do it again. She was certain, she'd let him.
To be continued…
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Author Notes- I will have to make some changes and I will make you guys aware. Early in the fiction I stated that Inu had known Kag since Highschool. That wont work for the direction I want to travel with this fic, so I am going to change it to be that she met him while visiting her father on the job. You guys can kill me later. Also some people wanted to know what happened to Ayame.
I can't really say, but you'll find out definitely since it's crucial to the plot. And also some wanted to know more about Kag and Inu's relationship and why he married Kikyou. Again this too is crucial to the plot and will be revealed as the story line progresses. And last I have enclosed thanks as well as links to some art work I did for the fiction. My interpretation of kouga. Hehe. Hope you gals, guys like.
Thanks to all who have supported this fic. I have done some fan art of my own, and have posted the link to the site housing my work. anyways enjoy!
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