DISCLAIMER: I do not, repeat, do not own Inuyasha or any of the characters. They belong to Rumiko Takahashi. The story line is not solely mine either. It belongs to the writers of My Sassy Girl.
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just like that ... there wasn't anymore.
Inuyasha felt a drop of rain on his left ear. It flicked it off and Kagome laughed. Then another fell, and another and another until it finally just started to pour. Inuyasha was growling, why hadn't he noticed the change in weather? It was so nice out not even five minutes ago! He should have smelled a storm this big. Lightning flew across the clouds and Kagome giggled. She pulled her arm out of his and twirled around in the rain. Dancing in the puddles, she kicked off his running shoes and walked around in her nylons. Huge holes tore in the bottom but by the looks of it, she didn't care. Her smile was radiant and Inuyasha couldn't help but join in.
The pair played tag in the rain, they 'puddle jumped' to see who could make a bigger splash, Kagome being the judge; won. Inuyasha didn't mind though, at least not enough to have her yell at him. The whole time they were doing this Inuyasha kept thinking, maybe we should stop, get out of this rain, she might get sick. But one look at that face and he couldn't protest.
"Inuyasha!" Kagome called and he looked up at her. "We should probably get out of the rain. I'll get sick. I have a big day tomorrow!" He nodded and they made for the nearest shelter, which happened to be a bus stop. "Look, my house isn't too far from here. If we buy an umbrella and run we could make it there in good time." She was frowning, probably thinking about something.
"Okay." He said quietly looking for a place to buy an umbrella. He noticed a stand just up the street. "Let's go... it's just that way." Kagome smiled at him sweetly.
"You go, I'm cold and tired. My feet still hurt." She said and he stared at her. Your feet hurt! What about me!
"That sounds fine!" He said softly as he ran off down the street to buy the umbrellas. The old man was slow and Inuyasha was in no mood to wait. He stuffed way more money than was needed in the guy's hand. "Keep the change." He took off the umbrellas in his hand, both closed and his hair getting more soaked by the second. When he reached Kagome he opened hers for her and then his own and she lead the way to her house.
The walk was silent, a little unnervingly so, but still comfortable. Inuyasha just thought about what they did and how much homework he still had to do. Looks like a late night tonight. He sighed. Kagome didn't notice.
"Well, we're here. Thanks so much for walking me home, and letting me wear your shoes. Can I have mine back now?" She asked politely and he handed them to her. "I have to put them on before I go in." Sliding them on her feet her left foot landed wrong and she slipped falling backwards her hands flailing in the air grasping for anything. Inuyasha leaned forward to grab her but she managed to grab his hair and tugged to pull herself up. He yelped in pain and fell forward with her they landed against the wall. Kagome's shoulder pushing the button that rang the bell to get in to her house, Inuyasha was only centimeters away from her face. He leaned in to kiss her and her mothers voice came over the intercom.
"Who is it?"
"It's me mom, I'm home." An irritated sigh could be heard over the buzzer and her mother let her in. The door swung open and Kagome slipped away form Inuyasha as he stood frozen in place. His mind could not catch up to his heart. What had just happened? Was he going to kiss her? Would she have let him if they hadn't been interrupted? Suddenly and overwhelming desire to do just that came over him. Even after all this time they had been together and not once had he kissed her, or she him. What kind of boyfriend and girlfriend were they? Not very good ones obviously!
Inuyasha growled. I'll put a stop to that. He next time I see her, I'll kiss her. He grinned. Yes, that was a good plan. He had slipped into dreamland and was just slowly wandering down the street to the subway station when a loud sound brought him back. It was the voice of a woman. Someone was screaming at another person. Inuyasha walked back a little bit. The words became clear.
"What have you been doing running around with that boy? Just look at your new suit! And your nylons! And your shoes! They are all stretched out! What in god's name is wrong with you Kagome! And you tell me you're responsible!" There was a feeble reply and Inuyasha strained to hear it but he still couldn't. His Kagome was being quiet. "I don't care! I forbid you, and I mean this Kagome, to see him anymore! You are not allowed, do you hear me!" Kagome said something, whatever it was it must have pleased her mother for she didn't scream anymore. He heard her door open and booked it. No way was he going to get caught listening.
"I hate you!" Echoed through the rain as Inuyasha registered Kagome screaming at her mother. Her gate slammed. He kept running away form her, she sat down on the steps leading to her house and started crying. Flattening his ears to the side of his head he ran harder until he couldn't hear it anymore. He didn't know how to deal with her when she was sad. He growled at his own cowardly actions as he reached the station and bought his ticket.
"I promised to make you smile again and here I am running away!" His claws dug into the palms of his hands as he stepped onto the train and it sped off.
Inuyasha had reached his house without incident and climbed into his bed. Setting his alarm so he could do his homework when he got up. He slept like a log. Woke up, did his homework, went to school. Went home. Kagome hadn't come to get him, he wasn't worried. She had to have a break form him sometime. The same thing happened for the next week. He was still trying to shake it off as her being busy. It stretched into two, two whole weeks where he was able to hang out with his friends. Instead though he got a job. He had decided he needed more money, so he could take out Kagome. Two stretched into three and then four. He continued working in hopes that she would call, too scared to phone her himself.
"I am such an idiot!"
