Disclaimer; Awe come on! Everyone knows who make Inu-yasha by now. Fine,
Inu-yasha is not mine.
A Ride Called Kagome
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Chapter 3
Inu-yasha ran his rag over the silver panted metal of another customer's bike so that the chrome would shine so well that he could see himself in it. He smiled and then threw the rag over his shoulder before taking a step back to look over the body work one more time.
Miroku was packing up his things when he saw Inu-yasha admiring the bike that was his last one for the day. He smiled as he cleaned his socket wrench. "It's a nice machine, ain't it?"
Inu-yasha jumped up on his stood and took a seat by his work bench and continued to admire the metal artwork before him as he leaned forward on his elbows and rubbed his hands together. "Yeah it is! It reminds me of the machine I once had before the accident."
Miroku stopped working and placed his rag and wrench to the side. "Accident?"
Inu-yasha glanced at him for a moment before taking a deep breath and turning his back to him to clean up his work bench for the night. "Yeah, it was a couple of years ago. It's how Sess lost his left arm."
Miroku found this sudden piece of information quite interesting and also a complete shock. "Was it a tire blowout or the engine popped?"
Inu-yasha placed the things in his hands down and looked at Miroku and then to the side. "We were a drag racing team once, just my brother and me. We would go and race the downtown area race track on the old bay bridge that the city hasn't torn down yet. It's run by a guy named Naraku, and he owns the course. He's the only one who knows the secrets behind his own track. How to get through them, how to avoid them, just about everything on that track was designed by him. Only a few men have made it through the track, including my brother."
Miroku looked at him for a long period of time before picking up his jacket and bag. "What about you? Have you ever made it through the course?"
Inu-yasha smirked and put his hands on his hips. "The last obstacle on the course is this ring of fire over a drop into the water below. It's like a one-hundred foot drop to the water. Sess could make it, but I never had enough confidence to go make the jump because I could never get to it at the right angle or speed. My bike wasn't fast enough for that kind of jump. You had to hit it dead on or else you'd be a dead man. Sess had that part down, but I never did. I never had the courage."
Miroku put on his jacket and walked to the open garage door and stood there with his hands in his jacket's pockets. "So, what happened? Did he miss the jump?"
Inu-yasha closed his eyes and smirked. "No...He lost control of his bike when a rider came to close to him and at an incredible speed. The bike fell over and dragged his arm over rusted metal. I jumped off my bike to get him free so he wouldn't go over the edge of the jump like his cycle did...and mine."
Miroku frowned and hung his head. "Sad," he mumbled, "I wish you coulda saved your bike from that kind of end. It must have meant a lot to you."
Inu-yasha smirked and looked at him. "A man's ride can be his whole world, but it can't take the place of the real one."
Miroku grinned, "Who told you that?"
Inu-yasha looked at the floor and folded his hands in mock prayer. "My father..."
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Inu-yasha cleaned up shop and looked around to make sure everything was in place. He nodded after finally agreeing with himself that it was a job well done and looked around to see if his brother was coming down the street. Inu-yasha decided to leave the garage door open so his brother had a way into the building; he wasn't going to be too far away from the door anyway and all the bikes were stored away.
Inu-yasha looked around cautiously as though someone were watching him, even though no one was there anyway. He grabbed his tools and unlocked a drawer in his work bench and pulled out a fairly large box before closing it and locking it again. Quickly he escaped into the back room and left the door open a crack before placing the box down on the cement floor.
Before him was an object covered in a thick, ivory dust cloth. Inu-yasha rubbed his hands together and let out a whoosh of breath before taking hold of the cloth and throwing it off of the object beneath it. Now, a skeleton frame of a motorcycle stood before him with two wheels with covers and finished handle bars.
Inu-yasha opened the box. He removed the packaging and looked at the beautiful shiny metal before him. A brand new engine lay before him, and it was so beautiful to look at that it took a moment for Inu-yasha to take hold of it and take it out of the box because he though his grimy hands would effect its luster.
He picked up the engine with his hands and arms and lifted the heavy hunk of metal into place. Once he had it in place he quickly drilled it and bolted it to the frame until it was secure. He then went on to the wiring as he went to the back and grabbed a fresh battery to work on getting the engine to work.
Inu-yasha had already planned on working all night. It was what he had planned on doing since tomorrow was Sunday and shop would be closed anyway, so he'd have the whole day to sleep in.
As he got the wires ready, he hardly even noticed that he wasn't alone in the room. In fact it took the sound of a bolt dropping and clinking on the floor before he finally looked up from his work and looked toward the door. He saw a figure in the shadows, and thinking quickly he covered the frame with the dust cloth and got to his feet. "Sorry, shop's closed for the night. We'll be open on Monday."
"Oh," said a voice, "no I'm not here for motorcycle help or body work. I just stopped by since I was in the neighborhood."
Inu-yasha looked in the direction of the figure and found the voice familiar be fore turning on another set of lights and finding Kagome staring back at him in her frayed shorts and a leather jacket that was far too big for her. His chest could have burst just looking at her as she clutched her jacket closed with her tiny hands and looked at him with some uncertainty in her eyes.
He finally swallowed the lump in his throat that was keeping him from speaking and looked at her a little less surprised. "Kagome, what are you doing here? I thought you had a bike to take you home."
She smiled and combed back a stray hair from her face with her fingers and fixed it into her messy bun of midnight locks. The smile, however, made his heart beat a little faster and his stomach want to burst with all the butterflies fluttering around in it.
"I left my bike at home, today. My boyfriend, Hojo gave me a ride to work today."
His heart broke, and he felt like everything in his body had crumbled and broke into tiny pieces on the floor. Could fate be any crueler to him than it was now?
He shook it off, even though the tiny voice in his head was telling him to find this Hoko guy and kill him in the name of love. Inu-yasha watched Kagome as she glided over to the dust cloth covered bike frame. "Is this your bike?"
Inu-yasha released some of the air in his chest and looked at his covered frame looked at her again before going towards it again. "It's a project," he stated with simplicity. I was the truth, though; the bike was a complete project and was meant for one thing or two.
Inu-yasha looked at her for a moment and nodded as he lifted the dust cloth off of the bike frame. Kagome looked at the steel molded frame in awe and ran her fingertips over the handle bars. "It's so beautiful."
Inu-yasha snorted and rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "Well, it's not much to look at now, really, but once all the body work is done, it should be ready for anything."
Kagome looked at the frame for a moment and smiled. "You're looking for speed, aren't you?"
Inu-yasha looked up at her a little surprised, and Kagome stood up straight. "I can tell by your engine. My brother gets his from the same company for his dr...for his bike."
Inu-yasha looked at her surprised that she was ashamed of her brother's lifestyle. "His drag racing bike?" he said for her, and she was surprised that Inu-yasha knew what she was trying to hide.
She smiled with a little less brilliance. "He's that popular, huh? I'm surprised so many people know about him, but when it comes to me they don't even have a clue. I've kind of disappeared into the crowd now a day."
Inu-yasha looked at rather sadly and picked up his tool to complete what he was working on. "I'm looking for the fastest bike possible. I like to go fast and feel the wind in my face and hair. I miss it."
Kagome smirked and squatted down to look at the frame of the bike. "Well if you're looking for speed, this won't work."
Inu-yasha looked at her completely lost and looked over his frame. "Why not?"
Kagome shook her head and put her weight on her knees as she ran her hands over the frame bars. "You'll get too much wind resistance. You need to make it more like an arrow; a lower ride will help you cut through the wind."
Inu-yasha looked over the frame and then came up to it and looked at her from the opposite side of the bike. "There won't be any room for the engine though."
Kagome shook her head. "You place it more towards the back, and you put the battery in the front. The lower you are to the ground the easier it becomes. All you need to do is move the engine to about here, not too far from the back wheel, and the battery here."
She told him all of this by pointing out the location of each piece with her tiny fingers. Inu-yasha was almost hypnotized by her idea and her soft voice. "How did you ever come up with this? Why are you sharing this idea with me and not your brother?"
Kagome frowned and looked at the floor. "He doesn't believe it can be done. He thinks it's not normal for girls to know how to make bikes do different things, like speed. Yet, he's the one who makes custom bikes all the time, and he never thinks about these things. The money and the drag racing have really gotten to his head...the same thing goes for my boyfriend, most of the time anyway."
Inu-yasha looked at her and tried to turn the subject away from her brother and boyfriend somewhat.
"Didn't you say your boyfriend was coming to pick you up of something? If he found you in here with me he might think I was trying to seduce you or something."
This made her laugh and she got to her feet. The fact she laughed at his sarcasm made him feel better. Kagome looked at him and played with her jacket. "I work at Exterminators, Sango's bar, the funny thing is I always see your brother there with his girlfriend...but I've never seen you."
Inu-yasha looked down at his incomplete bike and grabbed a rag to clean his hands again. "I'm not really into bars anymore. It's hard to get into the social life when there are so many things to get done."
Kagome smiled weakly and touched the frame of the bike. Inu-yasha seemed to think about her touch more than her words. What must it feel like to be touched by those tiny hands? She was a complete mystery to him, but at the same time seemed to make him feel like he had always known her.
Suddenly, there came a honking noise from outside and it got more impatient as the two turned to the door. Inu-yasha walked out first and Kagome followed. Just as they got into the garage itself, a young man about Inu- yasha's age stepped into the light after parking his bike on the sidewalk just outside.
"Kagome, there you are! Where were you? I thought I told you to stay at the Exterminators until I came."
With a fraction of a second, Inu-yasha felt the cold chill of jealousy running up and down his spine. This guy talked like he owned her... well he did in a sort, but still. He turned to Kagome who had a nervous smile on her face as she tamed her hair once again. "I just came to say hi to a friend, that's all. Hojo, this is Inu-yasha the one who helped me fix my bike a few days ago. Inu-yasha, this is my boyfriend, Hojo."
To say the introduction brought joy to each of the boys hearts was like saying there wasn't a hell. Both shook hands reluctantly and said a simple "hey" before Hojo turned to Kagome once more.
Kagome looked at Inu-yasha and smiled. "I don't have work on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays. Maybe, if you don't mind...I can come over and help you with your, um, 'project'?"
Inu-yasha felt his chest puff with a warm feeling and he did his best to conceal his joy in front of her boyfriend and her a little. "Um, sure, I guess. Do you really think those adjustments will work?"
Kagome grinned showing her bright smile that make his heart beat a little faster. She touched his hand, and it seemed to only make things worse on him. "We'll work on it together."
Inu-yasha swallowed and grinned as she turned to run after her boyfriend and take her helmet from him. She turned around and waved to him as Hojo started up his bike and sped down the street with Kagome clutching to his body. What must it feel like to be held in those arms while you're speeding down the streets of Daytona Beach?
"It must be some ride!"
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Well here's the new chapter, and the next one will be up after I update A Lifetime Loving You. After every update on this story, I will update Iron Rose, and the cycle you can all guess from there.
See you soon! Review!
A Ride Called Kagome
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Chapter 3
Inu-yasha ran his rag over the silver panted metal of another customer's bike so that the chrome would shine so well that he could see himself in it. He smiled and then threw the rag over his shoulder before taking a step back to look over the body work one more time.
Miroku was packing up his things when he saw Inu-yasha admiring the bike that was his last one for the day. He smiled as he cleaned his socket wrench. "It's a nice machine, ain't it?"
Inu-yasha jumped up on his stood and took a seat by his work bench and continued to admire the metal artwork before him as he leaned forward on his elbows and rubbed his hands together. "Yeah it is! It reminds me of the machine I once had before the accident."
Miroku stopped working and placed his rag and wrench to the side. "Accident?"
Inu-yasha glanced at him for a moment before taking a deep breath and turning his back to him to clean up his work bench for the night. "Yeah, it was a couple of years ago. It's how Sess lost his left arm."
Miroku found this sudden piece of information quite interesting and also a complete shock. "Was it a tire blowout or the engine popped?"
Inu-yasha placed the things in his hands down and looked at Miroku and then to the side. "We were a drag racing team once, just my brother and me. We would go and race the downtown area race track on the old bay bridge that the city hasn't torn down yet. It's run by a guy named Naraku, and he owns the course. He's the only one who knows the secrets behind his own track. How to get through them, how to avoid them, just about everything on that track was designed by him. Only a few men have made it through the track, including my brother."
Miroku looked at him for a long period of time before picking up his jacket and bag. "What about you? Have you ever made it through the course?"
Inu-yasha smirked and put his hands on his hips. "The last obstacle on the course is this ring of fire over a drop into the water below. It's like a one-hundred foot drop to the water. Sess could make it, but I never had enough confidence to go make the jump because I could never get to it at the right angle or speed. My bike wasn't fast enough for that kind of jump. You had to hit it dead on or else you'd be a dead man. Sess had that part down, but I never did. I never had the courage."
Miroku put on his jacket and walked to the open garage door and stood there with his hands in his jacket's pockets. "So, what happened? Did he miss the jump?"
Inu-yasha closed his eyes and smirked. "No...He lost control of his bike when a rider came to close to him and at an incredible speed. The bike fell over and dragged his arm over rusted metal. I jumped off my bike to get him free so he wouldn't go over the edge of the jump like his cycle did...and mine."
Miroku frowned and hung his head. "Sad," he mumbled, "I wish you coulda saved your bike from that kind of end. It must have meant a lot to you."
Inu-yasha smirked and looked at him. "A man's ride can be his whole world, but it can't take the place of the real one."
Miroku grinned, "Who told you that?"
Inu-yasha looked at the floor and folded his hands in mock prayer. "My father..."
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Inu-yasha cleaned up shop and looked around to make sure everything was in place. He nodded after finally agreeing with himself that it was a job well done and looked around to see if his brother was coming down the street. Inu-yasha decided to leave the garage door open so his brother had a way into the building; he wasn't going to be too far away from the door anyway and all the bikes were stored away.
Inu-yasha looked around cautiously as though someone were watching him, even though no one was there anyway. He grabbed his tools and unlocked a drawer in his work bench and pulled out a fairly large box before closing it and locking it again. Quickly he escaped into the back room and left the door open a crack before placing the box down on the cement floor.
Before him was an object covered in a thick, ivory dust cloth. Inu-yasha rubbed his hands together and let out a whoosh of breath before taking hold of the cloth and throwing it off of the object beneath it. Now, a skeleton frame of a motorcycle stood before him with two wheels with covers and finished handle bars.
Inu-yasha opened the box. He removed the packaging and looked at the beautiful shiny metal before him. A brand new engine lay before him, and it was so beautiful to look at that it took a moment for Inu-yasha to take hold of it and take it out of the box because he though his grimy hands would effect its luster.
He picked up the engine with his hands and arms and lifted the heavy hunk of metal into place. Once he had it in place he quickly drilled it and bolted it to the frame until it was secure. He then went on to the wiring as he went to the back and grabbed a fresh battery to work on getting the engine to work.
Inu-yasha had already planned on working all night. It was what he had planned on doing since tomorrow was Sunday and shop would be closed anyway, so he'd have the whole day to sleep in.
As he got the wires ready, he hardly even noticed that he wasn't alone in the room. In fact it took the sound of a bolt dropping and clinking on the floor before he finally looked up from his work and looked toward the door. He saw a figure in the shadows, and thinking quickly he covered the frame with the dust cloth and got to his feet. "Sorry, shop's closed for the night. We'll be open on Monday."
"Oh," said a voice, "no I'm not here for motorcycle help or body work. I just stopped by since I was in the neighborhood."
Inu-yasha looked in the direction of the figure and found the voice familiar be fore turning on another set of lights and finding Kagome staring back at him in her frayed shorts and a leather jacket that was far too big for her. His chest could have burst just looking at her as she clutched her jacket closed with her tiny hands and looked at him with some uncertainty in her eyes.
He finally swallowed the lump in his throat that was keeping him from speaking and looked at her a little less surprised. "Kagome, what are you doing here? I thought you had a bike to take you home."
She smiled and combed back a stray hair from her face with her fingers and fixed it into her messy bun of midnight locks. The smile, however, made his heart beat a little faster and his stomach want to burst with all the butterflies fluttering around in it.
"I left my bike at home, today. My boyfriend, Hojo gave me a ride to work today."
His heart broke, and he felt like everything in his body had crumbled and broke into tiny pieces on the floor. Could fate be any crueler to him than it was now?
He shook it off, even though the tiny voice in his head was telling him to find this Hoko guy and kill him in the name of love. Inu-yasha watched Kagome as she glided over to the dust cloth covered bike frame. "Is this your bike?"
Inu-yasha released some of the air in his chest and looked at his covered frame looked at her again before going towards it again. "It's a project," he stated with simplicity. I was the truth, though; the bike was a complete project and was meant for one thing or two.
Inu-yasha looked at her for a moment and nodded as he lifted the dust cloth off of the bike frame. Kagome looked at the steel molded frame in awe and ran her fingertips over the handle bars. "It's so beautiful."
Inu-yasha snorted and rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "Well, it's not much to look at now, really, but once all the body work is done, it should be ready for anything."
Kagome looked at the frame for a moment and smiled. "You're looking for speed, aren't you?"
Inu-yasha looked up at her a little surprised, and Kagome stood up straight. "I can tell by your engine. My brother gets his from the same company for his dr...for his bike."
Inu-yasha looked at her surprised that she was ashamed of her brother's lifestyle. "His drag racing bike?" he said for her, and she was surprised that Inu-yasha knew what she was trying to hide.
She smiled with a little less brilliance. "He's that popular, huh? I'm surprised so many people know about him, but when it comes to me they don't even have a clue. I've kind of disappeared into the crowd now a day."
Inu-yasha looked at rather sadly and picked up his tool to complete what he was working on. "I'm looking for the fastest bike possible. I like to go fast and feel the wind in my face and hair. I miss it."
Kagome smirked and squatted down to look at the frame of the bike. "Well if you're looking for speed, this won't work."
Inu-yasha looked at her completely lost and looked over his frame. "Why not?"
Kagome shook her head and put her weight on her knees as she ran her hands over the frame bars. "You'll get too much wind resistance. You need to make it more like an arrow; a lower ride will help you cut through the wind."
Inu-yasha looked over the frame and then came up to it and looked at her from the opposite side of the bike. "There won't be any room for the engine though."
Kagome shook her head. "You place it more towards the back, and you put the battery in the front. The lower you are to the ground the easier it becomes. All you need to do is move the engine to about here, not too far from the back wheel, and the battery here."
She told him all of this by pointing out the location of each piece with her tiny fingers. Inu-yasha was almost hypnotized by her idea and her soft voice. "How did you ever come up with this? Why are you sharing this idea with me and not your brother?"
Kagome frowned and looked at the floor. "He doesn't believe it can be done. He thinks it's not normal for girls to know how to make bikes do different things, like speed. Yet, he's the one who makes custom bikes all the time, and he never thinks about these things. The money and the drag racing have really gotten to his head...the same thing goes for my boyfriend, most of the time anyway."
Inu-yasha looked at her and tried to turn the subject away from her brother and boyfriend somewhat.
"Didn't you say your boyfriend was coming to pick you up of something? If he found you in here with me he might think I was trying to seduce you or something."
This made her laugh and she got to her feet. The fact she laughed at his sarcasm made him feel better. Kagome looked at him and played with her jacket. "I work at Exterminators, Sango's bar, the funny thing is I always see your brother there with his girlfriend...but I've never seen you."
Inu-yasha looked down at his incomplete bike and grabbed a rag to clean his hands again. "I'm not really into bars anymore. It's hard to get into the social life when there are so many things to get done."
Kagome smiled weakly and touched the frame of the bike. Inu-yasha seemed to think about her touch more than her words. What must it feel like to be touched by those tiny hands? She was a complete mystery to him, but at the same time seemed to make him feel like he had always known her.
Suddenly, there came a honking noise from outside and it got more impatient as the two turned to the door. Inu-yasha walked out first and Kagome followed. Just as they got into the garage itself, a young man about Inu- yasha's age stepped into the light after parking his bike on the sidewalk just outside.
"Kagome, there you are! Where were you? I thought I told you to stay at the Exterminators until I came."
With a fraction of a second, Inu-yasha felt the cold chill of jealousy running up and down his spine. This guy talked like he owned her... well he did in a sort, but still. He turned to Kagome who had a nervous smile on her face as she tamed her hair once again. "I just came to say hi to a friend, that's all. Hojo, this is Inu-yasha the one who helped me fix my bike a few days ago. Inu-yasha, this is my boyfriend, Hojo."
To say the introduction brought joy to each of the boys hearts was like saying there wasn't a hell. Both shook hands reluctantly and said a simple "hey" before Hojo turned to Kagome once more.
Kagome looked at Inu-yasha and smiled. "I don't have work on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays. Maybe, if you don't mind...I can come over and help you with your, um, 'project'?"
Inu-yasha felt his chest puff with a warm feeling and he did his best to conceal his joy in front of her boyfriend and her a little. "Um, sure, I guess. Do you really think those adjustments will work?"
Kagome grinned showing her bright smile that make his heart beat a little faster. She touched his hand, and it seemed to only make things worse on him. "We'll work on it together."
Inu-yasha swallowed and grinned as she turned to run after her boyfriend and take her helmet from him. She turned around and waved to him as Hojo started up his bike and sped down the street with Kagome clutching to his body. What must it feel like to be held in those arms while you're speeding down the streets of Daytona Beach?
"It must be some ride!"
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Well here's the new chapter, and the next one will be up after I update A Lifetime Loving You. After every update on this story, I will update Iron Rose, and the cycle you can all guess from there.
See you soon! Review!