Chapter 13
Cast in Stone
By Zeldagurl
Disclaimer: I don't own inuyasha. If I did, then I would be too busy animating episodes and stuff to write.
They had left the alley after the rain let up, rushing to get to kagome's house before it started up again.
Kagome shut the door behind her, as Inuyasha stood in the front hall, dripping wet, watching her intently. She felt his gaze upon her as she hung her coat over the heater, and turned her head toward him slightly.
"Something on your mind...?"
He shook his head, folding his arms against his chest.
"Well, take those wet clothes off, and I'll find you some new ones for you." Kagome was trying not to sound perverted, she really was. But her statement sounded somewhat strange on her tongue.
But he didn't look at her strangely, as he might have in the distant past. He just nodded and walked heavily up the stairs, leaving a lingering glance as he went.
Kagome sighed and made her way to the kitchen; ignoring the thumps she heard every once in a while from the upstairs.
Forgetting her task of getting Inuyasha some dry clothes, she grabbed out the nearest pack of ramen that lay forgotten in her cabinet.
He would most likely be hungry... And she knew that he would be looking forward to having his favorite snack after 500 years. She warmed up some water and let the ramen cook, leaning against the counter with her hand to her chin in deep thought.
She was scared for her family, and felt unsure about them, and where they possibly were. Finding Inuyasha had pushed the urgency down, but now that he was safe and sound, she was reminded of their absence.
And besides that, there were still many unanswered questions left in her mind...
Where was the Tetsusaiga, the fated steel cleaving of Inuyasha's father...? Had it disappeared, like the fire-rat haori that Inuyasha had favored over any other outfit since his birth.
What about Sango... And Miroku...?
Didn't they fit into this anywhere? Or had they lived out their "wretched fates", as miroku had once so delicately put it, and died...
"Kagome...?" She looked up to see Inuyasha standing in the door of entrance to the kitchen in a pair of sweatpants and another loose sweatshirt, thrown over his toned torso hap-hazardly.
"Whats wrong...? You're letting the ramen boil over...?" He glanced at the ramen and licked his lips, before diverting his gaze back to kagome.
"Oi! You're shivering idiot! You're still in those wet clothes aren't you!?" He strode forward and rested his clawed hands on her bare upper arms, rubbing them quickly to warm her up.
Kagome hadn't noticed that she had been shivering, in fact, she'd been so absorbed in her thoughts that she hadn't noticed Inuyasha standing there until he spoke. She looked up, meaning to thank him, but as her eyes met his, she found that she couldn't speak.
His eyes, golden, and so very passionate, were locked with hers, and showed no sign of moving.
He towered over her, and it seemed to her, that he was getting closer and closer. Or maybe it was just her...
Inuyasha hadn't had any idea that he was drifting closer and closer to her either, all he knew, was that he was only an inch away from kagome face, her lips...
And Inuyasha wasn't going to take any more time, wasting chances...
Before either of them knew it, their lips touched, as light as a feathers touch. Kagome straining upward to match his height, while he bent his head downward.
He was afraid to move further into the kiss, afraid that she would push him away. But as soon as he felt kagome's small hands make their way up to his face, caressing them lightly as she enjoyed the simple kiss.
They parted slowly, opening their eyes, as if waking from a steamy dream, both a bit nervous and giddy.
Who knew, that her first and second kiss were to be taken by a hanyou that she was particularly partial to.
How ironic indeed...
Authors note: I know! I know! It's really short! But I just haven't been wanting to write lately, and I wanted to get a chappie out to you guys!
Well anyway, please read and review!