Not That Social

Chapter Nine

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It happened so fast. One minute he was on his motorcycle and the next he was in her bedroom—kissing her. Her warm lips pressed against his with a harshness that told him that she was just as nervous as he was, even though she hid it well.

He had kissed girls before; it wasn't anything new to him. But something about this time felt different. He felt like this was where he belonged. The kiss wasn't anything special; it was quick, sloppy, and nervous. But none of that mattered to him. He had her in his arms, and that was the only thing he cared about.

They both broke the kiss after only a few moments, pulling apart and staring into each other's eyes. Neither of them knew what to say, and Inuyasha swiftly felt a blush spread across his face and he turned his head to hide it.

Noticing this, Kagome also blushed. She pulled away from him slightly, still holding on to his hand, and sat down on her bed. He hesitantly followed her, stilling down next to her.

"I'm not really sure…" she began, but stopped. He looked up at her, encouraging her to continue, but she didn't.

"Listen," he tried. "I—I've never really felt this way before, Kagome. I'm being honest, there's just something about you…"

He felt her relax beside him, releasing a sigh of release before smiling brightly. "That's so strange, because I had the same feeling. I just didn't say anything because," she stopped, giggling slightly. "Well, I thought you would think I was crazy."

"I could never think that." He smiled and squeezed her hand tightly.

"So, what now?"

He knew she would ask this, but still the question came as a surprise. He didn't really know how to answer her. He wanted to continue seeing her, but that nagging voice in the back of his head…

"Well," he spoke up, trying to divert his thoughts. "I was hoping that I could see you again. It's not like I intended for this to be a one-night stand sort of thing."

She smiled at this, knowing that he was having a hard time expressing his feelings. "I'm glad."

Uncharacteristic to her, she grabbed him again and kissed him once more. This time the kiss wasn't clumsy; it wasn't short. It was…perfect. Time seemed to stop entirely as they sat there, wrapped in each other's arms. Inuyasha leaned into her touch, deepening the kiss and closing his eyes. She reached up and tangled her fingers into his windblown hair, and that's when she felt something.

Curiosity got the best of her, and Kagome lifted her hand to the top of his head, groping for whatever it was that just brushed against her fingers. Inuyasha, too caught up in the moment, didn't notice her actions.

Her hands snaked in and out of clumps of hair, tracing along the top of his skull until she was at the very top. And then she found them.

Two soft, velvet dog-ears were perched at the top of his head. Shocked, she felt around for something tha could attach them, hoping to find that they were some sort of toys. When she found none, she panicked.

Inuyasha felt Kagome jerk away from him, breaking the kiss and stumbling backwards. A confused look crossed his face, and then he saw where her eyes were directed. His heart began to race and he raised his hands in a 'surrender' possession out of panic.

"Don't freak," he whispered harshly, "I can explain." His voice came out calm and convincing, but his mind was racing a mile-a-minute.

'What the hell was I thinking! The spell must've worn off! I should've been watching what I was doing!' He began to panic as she opened her mouth, fearing what would come out.

"They're—they're so…cute!" she squealed, seemingly snapping from a dream, and rushing toward him. Her hands immediately went to the top of his head and began rubbing his ears like one would a puppy.

He was about to shove her away, not used to that type of contact, when a sudden wave of contentment washed over him. Before he could protest, a smile spread across his lips and he began to emit a low purr.

Kagome began to giggle at the rumbling coming from him, and she leaned her ear against his chest to hear it better. She could feel his chest vibrating with the low growl, and she couldn't help but smile even wider.

'What the hell do you think you're doing?' her inner-voice choose that moment to wake up. 'There's something wrong with him! You should be running!' She ignored that voice until it spoke up again. 'He could probably kill you with those claws of his!'

As if on queue, Inuyasha raised his hand and wrapped it around her wrist. However, it wasn't done in a threatening manner. Rather, he seemed to be encouraging her actions. When she looked up at his hands, she saw the claws that adorned each finger and her heart began to race. They could easily cut through her.

Kagome raised her hand to her mouth, seemingly trying to hold in the scream that threatened to escape her lips. Her breath came in quick pants, and Inuyasha could hear her heart-rate kick up a few notches. She took a step backwards, her mind racing, before she stopped and her brain began to process what she had just seen.

"H-How?" She managed to ask after a second, trying to calm her nerves. Inuyasha stared at her for a second, not really sure how to answer her, before he stepped forward and grabbed onto her hand.

"Look, they're the same hands that held yours earlier…just a little different," he smiled, trying to get her to look him in the eyes. But her gaze was locked onto his hands, which firmly held on to both of hers. "Kagome, I—"

"Y-You're a hanyou…right?" she stuttered, finally looking him in the eye. He jumped back a bit, startled that she knew.

'How the hell does she know what a hanyou is?' he thought, astounded. "Kagome, how…how do you know what I am?"

She stared at him for a moment, trying to think of a response. 'How do I know what a hanyou is?' she asked herself. 'I've never heard of a hanyou before…have I?'

"I-I'm not really sure," she answered honestly. She closed her eyes for a moment, trying to sort out her thoughts, and that's when she felt it. She could sense something coming from Inuyasha, something powerful. 'It's his youki,' her inner-voice answered. 'His demonic aura.'

"Well, aren't you going to scream and kick me out?" Inuyasha asked, derailing her train of thought.

"What?" she asked, still in a bit of a daze. "Oh, n-no. Why would I do that?"

"Because…I'm a hanyou…" he stared at her incredulously for a second, wondering what her plans were. 'She has to be plotting something out in that head of hers, I know it…'

"Listen, I'm not sure how I know that you're a hanyou, okay?" she spoke up. "Actually, I'm not really sure what a hanyou is…"

'She has to be kidding me,' he thought. 'How does she know what I am, and not at the same time?' "Wait, I'm confused."

"Me, too."

They stood there for a second, just staring at each other. Inuyasha was trying to read her expression, trying to predict her next move. Kagome was trying just to figure out what was going on.

"I can tell you," he said softly, guiding her to her bed. "But you have to promise me that you won't be…upset."

"Why would I be upset?" she asked once she was seated beside him. He stared at her for a moment, trying to string together the proper words. His eyes told her that he was secretly having a battle with himself, and she couldn't help but sympathize. "It's okay, you can tell me."

He let out a quiet sigh before lightly squeezing her hand and looking away. "Kagome, what I'm about to tell you…you really shouldn't know about." He paused, sensing her tense up beside him. "You might not want to believe this, but…"

"Just spit it out," she smiled, getting a bit frustrated with the fact that he was beating around the bush.

"Alright, then I'm going to put this simply." He spoke softly. "Demons exist, Kagome." He stopped, wanting to hear her reaction before continuing.

"Demons…" she whispered, thinking back to what her conscious had told her a minute before.

"I know it's hard for you to believe," he said, finally turning to her. "Youkai walk around this city every day, you just don't notice them."

"But, if youkai are real…" she began, trying to put together the pieces. "Then what are you? What's a hanyou?"

"A hanyou," he began, his voice trembling slightly at the word hanyou. "Is half youkai/half human."

There was a lingering silence, as Kagome seemed to take all the information in. 'Youkai, hanyou, this doesn't make any sense,' she thought. 'This is the stuff of fairytales.'

'Wrong,' her conscious replied. 'There's all the proof you need.'

"I just…I never thought something like this would happen." She said after a second, looking up towards Inuyasha. His gaze didn't wavered as he looked back down at her, a worried smile on his lips.

"That's what most people say when they find out," he answered. "Listen, I know this is a lot to take in, and you don't have to believe me if you don't want to. I'd understand if you thought I was crazy—"

"I could never think that," she smiled, using his words from earlier that night. "How could I, when you've showed me?"

"But aren't you shocked? The last person I showed myself to ran in the opposite direction," he said, eyes wide and mouth slightly agape. Kagome's heart sank at his last comment.

"Why would anyone have a problem with that?" she asked.

"Why? I'm half demon, Kagome." He looked away from her again, his eyes drawn to something outside. "I'm a freak."

'He can't possibly think that…' Kagome turned her body to where she was facing his back, and slowly wrapped her arms around his waste. She rests her head against his back, breathing in his scent before responding. "You're not a freak, you're beautiful."

She felt him stiffen at that statement, his body going rigid and his breathing becoming more rapid. She hugged him a bit tighter, burying her face into his shirt. After a second he seemed to melt into her touch, leaning his body against hers.

"Don't let anyone ever tell you otherwise," she smiled.

Her felt a smile spreading across his lips, one of the most genuine smiles he had felt in a long time. There was something deep in his chest that told him that this was exactly where he needed to be—right here with her by his side. He turned to face her, the smile not wavering from his face.

"Kagome, I—" he stopped when he realized that he really didn't know what to say to her. Her searched his mind desperately, trying to think of something smart. But then he realized, that all he had to say was two words. "Thank you."

At that she smiled back, her eyes twinkling with something akin to pure joy. He leaned down and kissed her once more, a soft peck on the lips was all it took to tell her everything that was on his mind.

They sat there in comfortable silence for what felt like an eternity, just staring at each other and communicating using only their eyes. The pale lighting cast a surreal setting to her bedroom, shadows dancing playfully along the walls and the window curtains blowing softly in the breeze.

Kagome opened her mouth, ready to say something important, when she stopped, startled by a noise somewhere down the hall. It sounded like someone walking around. The only room that was in that direction was her mother's and Kagome began to panic at the idea of her stepping in on them.

'Maybe I'm just imagining it,' she thought hopefully. 'I mean, what would she be doing up at this hour?'

"Did you hear that?" Inuyasha asked, confirming her fears. His ears were turned towards her wall, and Kagome couldn't help but smile at how cute they were when they moved on their own.

"I think it was my mom," she said after she managed to tear her eyes away from his ears. "If she catches you in here we'll be in big trouble."

"We?" he asked with a smile. "I think you'd be the only one that'd be in trouble. I mean, you did let a strange boy into your house."

"Shut up," she said teasingly, her eyes trained on the door. "I'm being serious here."

"So am I," he laughed. "If you don't want her to catch you, why don't you just leave? You know, with me…"

She thought about it for a second before answering. "You know I can't do that. I'd be in even more trouble if she found out I took off."

"Not really. She knows you went to that concert earlier, she'd probably just think you were still out."

'He does have a point,' she thought.

'What the hell is wrong with you!' her conscious practically yelled. She was surprised that Inuyasha didn't hear it. 'You can't leave! And look at you; you're not even dressed. And you're not wearing any makeup! What if someone sees you!'

"I can't," she said suddenly, her voice taking him by surprise—it left no room for negotiating.

"Why not?" he asked, half expecting her to answer him. When she didn't he continued. "Is it because you're not wearing makeup?"

"That's not the point…" she turned away from him, biting her bottom lip and keeping one eye trained on the door.

"What did I tell you earlier?" she didn't turn back to him, but he could tell that she was listening. "I wasn't lying. You're beautiful."

"No I'm not." She answered curtly.

"Listen, what if I make you a deal?" he sighed. She turned towards him halfway, glancing over her shoulder. "If you go out without your makeup on…I'll keep my concealment spell off."

"You can't do that!" she nearly shouted, covering her mouth when she realized how much noise she had just made. "What if somebody sees you?"

"Look what time it is," he pointed towards her clock. "No ones going to see either of us. It'll be okay, I promise."

She thought for a moment—she had been thinking a lot lately—and turned to face him completely. They sat that way for a second, not moving, until they both heard another noise from down the hall. They didn't have much time.

"Alright, fine. But let me at least get out of these pajamas." He looked down at her red PJ's and pouted a little bit.

"But I like them, the puppies are cute," he smirked.

"No—I'm changing and that's final." He sighed, giving up. "What are you doing?" she asked when she noticed he was still sitting on her bed.

"Sitting?" he answered with a smile and a question of his own.

"Turn around," she scolded. He sighed once more, throwing up his hands in exasperation, and faced the wall. He heard her moving around behind him and the rustling of clothing. After only two minutes she poked him on the shoulder.

"I'm ready," she smiled.

"Took ya long enough," he mock-scolded.

She playfully punched him in the arm before grabbing a light jacket from the chair at her desk and heading for the window. She climbed out onto the branch and looked back an Inuyasha, who was still standing at the window dumbfounded that she hit him.

"Hurry up, slowpoke." She laughed, climbing down the trunk of the tree. He blinked a few times, cleared his throat, and climbed out the window after her. They sprinted across the darkened lawn and towards his motorcycle.


AN: Alright, I want to apologize about the lack in updating. School is back in session, and well, that leaves very little time to write. So it might become limited weekly updates, I hope that's not too much of a problem. Also, I edited the last chapter a bit. Last time, I just posted it right after it was written, because I was too excited to wait. I re-read it last night and noticed some mistakes that were bugging me, so I fixed them up. (Just for the record)