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Author's Note!
Seriously you guys, if I don't get more reviews I'm deleting this story. Thanks.
Torn
Chapter Four: Meeting Kouga
"A…basketball game?" Ayame said, confused. "I've never been to one"
Kagome stared at her with wide, unbelieving eyes. "Never? Wow…how deprived are you?"
Ayame shrugged, wishing Inuyasha would walk in and save her.
But of course, he couldn't…he'd gone home over an hour ago.
"Well…shall we go?" Ayame asked.
Kagome grinned and clapped her hands together. "Yes! I'll call Sango and get her to bring the others! That way we can introduce you to Kouga, I know you've been meaning to meet him"
Ayame felt her heart start to race. "W-What are you talking about?" Does she know?
Kagome giggled. "I saw the way you kept looking at him today. He saw you too and wondered who you were. It'd be great if you two met"
Ayame smirked. Good. Now I can find out more about Kouga. He should be finished by Friday.
"Okay then," Ayame smiled, shrugging slightly. "Let's go"
She started to walk from the room but was stopped when Kagome grabbed her arm. "Wait, you aren't going now are you?"
"Uh…yeah." Ayame said.
"Not like that." Kagome smirked, turning from Ayame and pulling open her closet and ripping some clothes off the hangers and tossing them on the bed. Then she dragged Ayame over to the bed and held up the clothes against her.
"Perfect." The raven-haired girl grinned, finally picking out an outfit.
XxXxX
"So you were home schooled?" Sango asked Ayame later on, the three girls were sitting in the stands, surrounded by huge amounts of students. "That would suck"
Ayame sighed. She was really, really tired of people asking her about her supposed past.
"Yeah. Um, I'm going to go and get something to drink okay? I'll be right back"
"We'll come with you." Kagome said.
"No! No," Ayame smiled. "You guys save the seats. I'll be right back"
Before anyone could protest anymore, Ayame was on her feet and maneuvering through the crowds of people, finally getting to the floor.
She turned towards the concession stands, quickly paying for a coke so she wouldn't look suspicious.
She was going to find Kouga.
As she walked Ayame could feel eyes following her. So Kagome's makeover worked huh?
Kagome had succeeded in getting Ayame to wear the clothes she'd picked out for her; light blue jeans that hugged her legs and hips tightly, falling low on her hips; a white top with thick straps underneath a red tank-top. Kagome had brushed out Ayame's hair so it fell in slight waves around her shoulders, one braid falling at the side of her face.
Ayame slipped behind the bleachers towards the boy's change rooms, where both teams were getting pumped up for the games.
I should talk to some of Kouga's friends. She thought. Find out more about him…or maybe ask him myself.
Ayame, hearing voices behind her, quickly turned a corner, but found her escape cut short when she collided with something soft and warm.
She stumbled backwards, her eyes closing, waiting for the fall, but it was prevented by a strong arm encircling her waist.
Slowly, Ayame opened her eyes, blue connecting with blue.
"Sorry." She said, heat rushing to her face at the close proximity she was to her helper.
The boy smiled. "Careful there, are you okay?"
"Um…yeah." Ayame said, stepping away from him, causing him to let go of her waist. She had, surprisingly enough, been able to prevent her drink from spilling to the ground.
So this…is Kouga. Face to face.
He was, truly, handsome. Just the way his eyes shone in the light, the adorable way his mouth curved in a smile.
"You must be new here," He said. "That new girl, Ayame, right?"
Ayame nodded. "Yeah. I'm sorry, I don't know your name..."
"Kouga," He said, sticking out his hand. Ayame smiled and took it, shaking it in a business-like manner. His grip was strong and yet casual.
"So who are you here with?" He asked.
I'm sure you'd like to know.
"Uh, two girls, you may know them, Kagome and Sango."
Kouga smiled. "Ah, yeah, I know them. Kagome called me before the game, were going with a group after for pizza, want to come?"
Ayame shrugged. "Sure"
Perfect.
She had, at the beginning, promised herself that she'd just go to school and get it over with, but now…she was thinking getting to know him would be better.
A whistle sounded from the court and Ayame jumped. "I guess you have to go"
Kouga nodded, rubbing the back of his neck slightly. "Uh, yeah. See you after the game?"
"Sure." Ayame smiled warmly, turning and dashing away.
This is perfect. Ayame thought happily as she rejoined Kagome and Sango in the stands. I'll go to pizza, learn more about him, and then when the time is right…Akki strikes again!
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"Awesome game man!" Miroku grinned, patting Kouga on the back. He, Ayame, Sango, Kagome, Inuyasha and Kouga were all sitting around in a booth at the back of the pizza parlor, laughing and talking like old friends.
"Thanks." Kouga smirked, taking a sip of his coke.
"I've never been to a game before tonight." Ayame admitted through giggles as Sango punched Miroku for ogling a waitress. She'd learnt that he was dating Sango. "It was fun"
"Never?" Inuyasha asked, disbelieving. "Wow. How sheltered are you?"
"Very." Ayame joked.
But the truth was…she wasn't joking.
Her parents had been killed when she was eight and she'd killed her first group when she was twelve, since then…everything had been a blur of late nights, stake outs and blood. She didn't really have a childhood.
"Well," Kagome sighed, looking at her watch. "I've got to be getting home, it's past eleven and it's a school night. I'm screwed"
"Me too." Ayame sighed, getting out from the booth and stretching. "See you guys tomorrow okay?"
"See you later Ayame!" Sango called as Miroku wrapped his arms around her and brought his lips against hers.
Ayame laughed and walked out of the pizza place, her stomach filled with cheese pizza.
She had to get home and take notes on Kouga, she hadn't found out much, but she'd found out enough to give her incentive to kill him soon.
Pity. Ayame sighed, shoving her hands into her pockets. He's a cute guy…nice too. Too bad, such a waste.
Suddenly Ayame's cell rang, she answered it. "Hello?"
"Why are you taking so long?" Naraku's voice was sharp, angry.
"God, chill will you?" Ayame laughed. "I've only been here one day!"
"I thought you were the famous Akki." Naraku hissed. "Do better. I want him done by Wednesday"
"Wednesday?" Ayame shrieked into the phone. "That's only two days!"
"Have him gone Ayame." Naraku said. "Wednesday. Or I'll send someone for his, and your, demise"
With that Naraku hung up, leaving a very shocked Ayame to vent.
"Fuck!" She hissed, shoving the phone into her purse and kicking the pavement.
"Hey there, what's wrong?" A voice said form behind her.
Ayame reached for her knife hidden against her skin to the side of her hip, spinning around.
As soon as she saw who it was, however, she stopped.
"What are you doing here Kouga?"
He smiled down at her, he was at least a head or so taller than her. "Well you were walking home alone, and it's really late so I thought I'd walk you"
"Oh…thanks." Ayame smirked, faint color streaking across her cheeks. He's…worried about me?
"Plus," He added. "I go this way"
Ayame laughed. Guess not.
He fell into step beside her, his hands shoved into his pockets, but he said nothing.
We're alone. Ayame thought to herself, her hand moving towards her knife, hidden beneath her jeans. This would be the perfect time to finish him…besides…if I don't…I'll be the one ending up dead.
She pulled the blade from under her jeans and hid it behind her wrist. She had to do it fast, silently. She could just leave his body and run, take something as proof for Naraku.
"So do you like it here?" He asked.
"Uh, yeah." Ayame said, suddenly annoyed that he'd cut her off just before she was about to spring into action.
Come on Ayame. Stop being yourself…be Akki.
Kouga smiled and nodded. "That's good. I mean, there have been so many new girls like you who've come here and just gotten sucked into everything. You don't seem that way though"
"How would you know?" Ayame asked, a slight edge to her voice. "You only met me a few hours ago"
"True." Kouga said. "But I recognize you. I can't place it, but I feel like I should know you"
Ayame nodded, her apartment coming into view.
Thank God. She couldn't help but think.
She quickly said her goodbyes to Kouga and rushed into the building, sliding her key into the lock and pushing the door open, slamming it behind her.
"That's it!" She growled, tossing her purse onto her bed, flopping down after it. "No more talking to him! No more! Tomorrow he dies!"
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