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The Nudist Resort

SilverYoko

Admitting you had a problem was the first step to solving the problem. Or so it was said. To Kagome though admitting her problem was the problem. It wasn't easy to admit that she had let her guard down again. Or that she had fallen for the forked tongue Koga. She could only beat herself up so many times for being a child, for thinking that she had something Koga would've wanted. Hell hadn't Hiten told her many times that something was wrong with her?

She should've just stayed in the damn room. That had been her initial plan hadn't it? Yet somehow she had been sucked into the damnable place and had let herself think that she could mean something to Koga. The boy was as bad as Miroku and he made no move to hide it so why did she fall for him anyway? She could see it plainly that their little…fling was going nowhere fast.

Here she was again, on the bed, watching horror movies with Sango who had bought countless sugary items and a trash can. Just in case. The last time she had been on a binge like this was when she had broken up with Hiten. She had said that she wouldn't be left in that position again, but here she was, nearly a year after their breakup, sitting on the bed with foods that were going to make her wish she didn't enjoy eating so much.

Sango had been furious at first. Not with Koga but with Kagome. She didn't use the, "I told you so" because she knew that Kagome understood what she had done. It was the lack of respect for own worth that had Sango fuming. Sure that woman on Koga's arm was gorgeous. Sure she was skinny and muscular and had great hair. Just from looking at her though one could tell that she was an air head.

Kagome was so much more interesting to talk to then one with the intelligence of a rock. If that was what Koga preferred though then it was his own fault. Not hers. Kagome still didn't believe her though, and three days after the little incident Sango had discreetly slipped out to purchase everything they would need for a "girl's night".

Her nights were different though, instead of sappy movies to make them feel worse about relationships she always bought horror movies. This tended to take the bite out of the homicidal thoughts that each of them harbored toward whatever male. It was…therapeutic. To Sango anyway.

Inuyasha and Jakotsu had stopped by the day after it happened. They also had sweets with them. Well Jakotsu at least, Inuyasha just sort of grunted at her. They had movies of their own but those ranged from action to drama to romance. Inuyasha wasn't happy about the drama or romance choices which led to he and Kagome fighting for three fourths of the time they spent at the little room they occupied. Which Sango and Jakotsu thought was just fine because it got Kagome's mind off of him. At the expense of Inuyasha's sanity. That was just a minor detail. Really.

Inuyasha had told her he would go tear the puny wolf (she wondered what he meant by this) limb from limb. All he needed was the word, to which Kagome found this very sweet but she wanted to be the one to do any limb tearing. If it came to that anyway. For now she was content to wallow in her self pity while thinking up images of the (censored) brunette (censored) being (censored).

She only pretended to be horrified at her thoughts with a self satisfied mental smirk. She had censored most of her thoughts hadn't she? That was her good deed for the day.

They only had two days left at the resort and she had only seen her parents—once? — Or was it twice? She couldn't remember. Sota and Kohaku decided they would spend the last two days hanging out with the older sisters. Kagome had a sneaking suspicion that Sota knew and wanted to "protect" her from Koga. Suspicions like that reminded her how much she really loved her brother.

Somehow, on the last day, Sango had gotten her hands on the internet (the internet was unavailable in this kind of resort apparently). To amuse herself Sango had looked up the Kama Sutra and it had the wanted effect. She forced Kagome to look at them and asked stupid questions to watch her friend blush and bumble around the answer before she found out Sango was making fun of her.

It didn't even register that it was really the last day she was going to be there until she had Suikotsu and her mother were banging on the door shouting at them for being too slow. Even as she packed her bags and grinned at Sango and her new beau, Shippo, hugging at the door. It ached to watch Sango so happy and she knew that even as her affair for the summer had come to a close Sango's would only continue. She could easily see how much the red haired teen meant to the older girl. Sango would make eyes at him and he at her. Kagome would make gagging noises while Shippo would yank on her cheeks for being immature.

Sango had spent endless time telling her about Shippo. He was a year older than Sango and spent much of his time here pulling pranks on the tourists. He had even conned Sango into trying it with him. With Sango's luck though they had both been caught and Kagome had to go bail them out.

Kagome's funk had kept Sango away from Shippo and she felt bad about that, she knew that it was selfish of her to want Sango for herself while the older girl had the time to be happy. So she sucked it up and grinned the last two days so Sango could spend them with him meaning Sota and Kohaku were graced with Kagome's presence. Not that they were complaining. To her face anyway.

So now as she watched both of them snuggle and exchange promises of letters and telephone calls she felt the empty tug where her heart was supposed to have been.

How can my heart have ever broken when it wasn't whole to begin with? Why must it bother me this much? He lives so far away and it's such trouble to keep long distance relations up. Did I honestly think that anything would come out of it? Yes…because…because he had made me believe that I meant something, he seemed so sincere and so serious. I played the fool, how many other women did he use that on? How many others have left here feeling their hearts shatter and what's left of the self esteem crumble? Not that I had much self esteem to begin with but that is really beside the point at the moment. Aren't older mean supposed to be mature…or are all men like this? Aside from going through their mid life crisis of course. Two weeks gone and it happened so fast. It's so hard to believe that, that was the last time I'll probably ever see him. It's for the best though. I don't want to cry in front of him. No man is worth that. So why don't I believe it?

It might have been the air, her damn allergies that had her crying. It might've been because the ache in her heart had grown to unbearable heights, she was amazed that she could breathe past the lump in her throat. She cried silently though. Sango needed her time with Shippo, so as quietly as she could, eyes downcast and bangs shielding, she grinned at them and walked slowly past. She never saw Sango start towards her or Shippo latch onto the older girl's arm to stop her. He never heard what he whispered to her as they both watched her walk away.

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She let her feet take her wherever. The blurred lines of the pavement all meant the same thing. She guessed she had about an hour before she had to leave, or Suikotsu came looking for her. She opted for the latter. She didn't want to stay here any longer than necessary now. So it hurt even more to end up at the spot where she had first realized Koga was beginning to mean something to her.

She smiled softly as the cool air brushed her hair away, the sun was so warm she could almost taste it heavy, and hot on her tongue. IT felt nice to let her body warm and just relax. It seemed like forever since she had last allowed herself to really relax and just stop thinking altogether.

It didn't come as much of a shock as it should have to see Koga standing behind her. She could feel his presence just as easily as if he were in front of her and she able to see his expression. Tears burned at the corner of her eyes as she gnawed on her lower lip. He was really the last and the first person she wanted to see. At the moment she really would go for never seeing him again. She didn't want to leave things as they were but she didn't think she was strong enough to deal with fixing them.

"Don't."

The words came out harsher than she meant them to. Harsher than she had ever spoken to anyone before or probably would ever again. His arms around her were far too comfortable, the familiar tingling feeling starting from her head to her toes. She recognized it immediately and she wanted it to just stop. It hurt too much and she wanted to just go home and forget. Forget about him, the trip, the kiss, every damn thing that happened.

So she did what she had thought about for so long. Even though she had done it she jumped as she felt her hand connect with his face, the solid crack that seemed to amplify with each second. She was breathing heavy, her chest heaving as she felt hot tears trail down her cheeks. She felt ashamed and embarrassed that she had fallen for his ploy. Yet here he was again to…what? To rub it in? To tell her that it had meant nothing? She knew all of this already.

She didn't even want to look at him. There was no shock on his face, no anger, just a sad melancholy look and dammit she wanted to be angry! She had every right to after he hurt her like that!

"I guess…I deserved that."

"That and so much more," The words were whispered as she stared to the ground, her bangs clouding him from her sight, "What is it you want? Rub it in if you want but I've got little patience for your games anymore Koga."

She couldn't believe how much it hurt to see him. She wanted to shake him and shout, "No! You don't do that to people!" like he had been some naughty child. Yet he was older than she and there was no reason for her to. She didn't care anymore, right?

"I…I wanted to…see you before you left. I can't stand leaving things at a stand still. I wasn't playing around with you Kagome, I swear! But you…you are so frail and just so temporary…you'll be gone within the blink of an eye and I can't stand that kind of pain! It was just…easier to take another and let you fade from my memory…I wanted to protect myself. It was selfish I know, after I had went out of my way to try and make you mine. But I never meant—"

"Stop! Just stop Koga. I don't want to hear it, your actions spoke clearer to me than your words are doing now Koga. Enough time? Koga you're older than me1 for all you know you may die before me so don't give me the bull shit of "You're life is only temporary!" when you have to take chances to even begin to live! Do you honestly think you'll be happy without taking chances, living in a protective shell your whole life? Koga, you have to experience the pain of loving, of loss before you can even truly begin to be happy!"

Then his lips were on her, hot, hungry and demanding. She felt her knees buckle beneath her and his arms around her waist, he was so compact. So strong and she felt so helpless. She knew, dimly, that she should be angry. She should be shoving him away and demanding he take his tongue back. But it just felt too right. Her hands fisted in his shirt, the sounds she made swallowed by the demanding man above her.

"…'Gome!"

She gasped into his mouth, Koga taking full advantage to slip his tongue into her mouth. She made protesting sounds that were easily swallowed as he ran a claw along her face tracing what he found there. She knew she should be worried about Suikotsu or her mother finding her in this…position but at the moment she couldn't remember just why it was a bad idea.

There was never enough time.

"Kagome Higurashi remove your tongue from his mouth!"

She felt her face flame immediately as she, as her mother put it, removed her tongue from his mouth and her body from his. She almost laughed at Koga's incredulous look, his eyes wide and jaw slack. His hands were limp around her waist as he tried not to spill apologizes to her mother while he was lectured on the virtue of a woman and how dare he try to steal her daughter's!

There wouldn't ever be enough time for them. She knew that now.

Koga would be live on without her, he was able to. She would live on without him because now she was able to. He meant so much to her, far more than Hiten had come to. She was almost appalled with herself at how easy she had fallen in love. The amazingly crude, mostly naked, tanned boy meant the world to her now. And she to him. But there was something holding Koga back, something he couldn't even tell her and she wouldn't press.

So she would play pretend, she would let Koga be happy while she searched for a man who might come to mean as much to her as Koga had. She was still young after all, she had all the time in the world. Or, her mind whispered, she would wait until Koga was ready.

She would always wait. There was always time for that.

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1 She doesn't know that Koga is a demon P:

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A/N: I had more in mind for the story but this is the end. My grandfather is dying and I'm running out of time. There just isn't enough and I have to finish this up now this way because I don't want to waste the time I have left with him. Maybe I'll write a sequel if given the chance. Maybe not. It depends on how things go.