Disclaimer: I don't own Inu n co.
A/N: Enjoy and review!
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A Match Made In Heaven
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Cakes, Caviar And A Talking Box
Dinner was quieter than usual, Kagome stared at her food but her appetite was not present. While she watched everybody else eat, she realized how proper they all ate. She missed Inuyasha's wild eating manners. Despite his horrid eating habits, it had actually made her feel more comfortable. He had given off care and warmth, unlike her house where everybody was so uptight and proper. Her father had insisted that Kouga stay for dinner and Kouga being the perfect 'gentlemen' accepted his offer. He even thanked him for saving her from a hobo, a hobo! Well actually her father would never say hobo, instead he said a financially challenged person who lived on the street. Kouga however, had informed her father that the slang for 'those kind of people' was the word 'hobo'.
Kagome almost wanted to scream when he asked if she had thanked Kouga, to her father she would always be daddy's little girl. She hadn't asked to be saved, even with all his faults Inuyasha was still the best person that she had ever met. How dare Kouga describe him as a hobo!
With a shower and new clothes Inuyasha looked like he was good enough to be a model. He didn't look like all those prissy playboys that she was used to seeing, he looked modest yet with a sense of danger. She longed to see his well toned body and mesmerizing face once more.
Kagome felt a rush of relief over her as dinner finally ended. Her mother was on one of her shopping trips again, so that left her with her business obsessed father and suck up fiancé. She let out a big yawn as the two of them moved into the family room to talk more about business, Kagome followed. Kagome's eyelids felt heavy as she sat on one of the leather couches listening to the two men chatter like women in a hair salon. It was still early but she felt terribly sleepy, or maybe she was just really bored but no matter what she needed to get out of there before they bore her to death.
It was very rude to leave your guest there and go to bed but it seemed that he was more interested to sucking up to her father than to actually talking to her.
When it came to the rich life, sucking up to the girl's father was much more important than charming the girl herself. With one word, her father could give her to you. That was exactly what had happened to Kagome, she didn't even know why Kouga was still sucking up. She was already his, her along with all her riches. Not that he needed the money, next to the Higurashi family Kouga's family was third, right behind the Takashi family. The only reason her father didn't choose the Takashi family was because they had three daughters and an older son who unfortunately was already married.
She couldn't take it any longer, she excused herself from the room saying that she was very tired and needed rest. Kouga offered to walk her up to her room; completely ignoring Kagome's opposition. The walk up to her room was very quiet; Kagome ignored Kouga whenever he tried to make conversation. She was still angry at him for that afternoon. When they finally reached her room, which felt like forever for Kagome, her home being so huge didn't help either. Kouga leaned in to kiss Kagome goodnight but instead she quickly shook his hand and ran into her room, slamming the door behind her.
"Playing hard to get are you, Kagome?" He murmured to himself but couldn't help contain his smirk. After all the sucking up he did to her father Kagome was finally his, whether she liked it or not. I'll be seeing you soon my little angel, and trust me I will get a kiss from you and you will enjoy it.
Kagome sat in the darkness of her room and stared at her walls. The ache in her heart hadn't left since that afternoon. The thing that surprised her most was that it wasn't the marriage that hurt her heart the most; it was his cold, distant eyes that captured her soul and heart. Though they had no special relationship and only knew each other for an insignificant part of her life, she had felt that those moments with him were more precious than anything she had experienced in her 17 years of life. She assumed that he was so cold to her because she was marrying someone that he hated, she had yet to find out why. Inuyasha had left in such a hurry, as he brushed past her he had managed to mumble a thanks but that wasn't what Kagome had wanted. Something in her body just wanted to wrap herself around his toned figure forever and never let go. She blushed at this thought; she couldn't possibly go nuts over some guy she just met today.
Kagome crawled into her silky bed sheets and lay down on her fluffy pillows. Her eyelids felt heavy and soon she was brought into a deep slumber. The wind outside howled fiercely, but suddenly stopped as if it sensed the presence that was at Kagome's windowsill. The pair of dark amber eyes watched intently, slowly a grin was present on the face. The white fangs glimmered off the moonlight. A smooth breeze blew his hair, swaying it back and forth. Slowly he opened the window and slipped in, he approached the sleeping girl and sat beside her on the floor.
"All that has to be done now is for you to say I do." He whispered in her ear, which made her stir in her sleep. Gently kissing her on the forehead he made his way out the window once more. Letting the cold breeze in as he left, Kagome pulled her blanket up and went on to dream about her encounter with Inuyasha.
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Kagome yawned once more as she flipped through the many catalogs and magazines that were placed before her. This was not what she had been planning to do on her Saturday, apparently it never occurred to her parents that maybe she has a life to attend to. (like finding Inuyasha) Instead she was forced to wake up at six in the morning to look at wedding cake catalogs, which soon followed the catering list.
The words spun around in her head like a tornado, seventy-two different types of cakes and one hundred and twenty icings to match it with. Kagome collapsed on the glossy covers which rested on the beautifully hand made oak table in her kitchen. She couldn't take it anymore, she didn't give a damn if the cake was made with Belgian milk chocolate or Swiss chocolate imported from France. Why did it matter? People would just shove it into their mouth like savages anyways; they could use just plain chocolate for all it mattered. Another thing that really bothered her was why was Swiss chocolate imported from France? She hated the fancy life, she would take a burger and fries over caviar and truffles any day.
While she was stuck here with choosing a stupid cake, Kouga was off somewhere with her mother picking out a ring for their wedding. They were probably out in the most expensive shop in the country, or worse, they may not even be in the country anymore. Kagome yawned once more as she flipped through the magazine, for the tenth time that morning, but she just couldn't get excited. Her mind kept going back to Inuyasha, his long silver hair and those stunning amber orbs that practically burned into her. His free personality and childlike acts made her insane, what she would give to spend an entire week with him.
The urge within her was literally eating her alive now, she had to get away from stupid cakes and caviar. If this kind of torture continued she would be in the mad house by the time she's 28, married to Kouga with two kids and ruling half of the country's wealth.
Kagome almost barfed at that thought, she needed to get out of the house and quick. The magazines were suffocating her and the kitchen seemed really quiet, too quiet. She eyed around the living room and the dining room but all the servants had disappeared. They were probably all either too busy cleaning or guarding the gates. Security has gotten tighter since her last little 'breakout'.
Sighing deeply she slipped off the high stool and stared at the catalogs and magazines, she was not supposed to leave that kitchen until she had decided on a cake, the icing and the menu. Sitting there for four hours straight did not help at all, she could do them later, it's not like her parents were going to be home anytime soon. Her father was in another meeting, which could land him a billion dollar contract, for the hundredth time and his mother was of course on a wild shopping rampage, poor Kouga. Before leaving for her room, she grabbed the stack of glossy paper and took them with her, if she was to get caught; she would just say she was going out to do some research.
Grabbing a black Roots sling bag, she managed to stuff the countless magazines and catalogs in it, which was a miracle. She left her room with her hands clutched tightly around her car keys, she didn't know if taking the car was such a good idea. They were sure to notice her, hired help these days aren't so gullible anymore, which made escaping when your parents don't want you to a lot harder.
Not wanting to get caught Kagome decided to leave without her car, which meant that she had to walk into the city, it was going to be a very long walk. Her arms were a bit scratched from the bushes when she tried to push herself through it, there was a part of the fence that was broken so if she could squeeze through the bushes, then she would be out of there. After rejoicing about getting out, she soon realized just exactly how far she had to walk.
Even with her Mp3, which had a 50-hour battery life, she found the walk to be long and excruciatingly painful. The pain was stabbing through her feet by the time she walked into the city. She thought about going to her house to rest up a bit before looking for him but by the speed her heart raced, she couldn't wait for another minute. The adrenaline rushed back into her as her thoughts came clear of why she walked for two hours into the city, just the thought of him kept her going.
Then the sad truth hit her like a dodge ball in gym class, she didn't know where to start looking. She pondered on the thought, maybe if she was in danger again he would magically appear. She slapped herself, not only mentally but physically too. He wasn't her bodyguard or a genie; he was probably just passing by that time. She sighed and continued to walk, her desire to see him was chewing on her heart so badly.
" Arg! Where da hell are you!" Kagome seemed to have lost all sanity at that moment, her desperation busted out of her in the snap of a moment.
" Quit yapping will you wench! Some of us are trying to sleep here!" Growled the deep masculine voice, which seemed to be coming from a rather large cardboard box in the middle of an ally, not far from where she was standing.
( A/N: I bet you're thinking it's Inu, well, how do you know it's not um…a talking cardboard box?)
Fear ran through her entire body, now she did it, she had angered an enormous cardboard box!
" I'm so sorry cardboard box! Please don't be angry!" Kagome flustered, obviously not even thinking about what she said, yes she had lost all sanity.
" Oi! What kind of retarded maniac are you anyways!" A figure appeared from inside the box, tossing it aside as he got out.
" I'm not a retarded mani-…." Kagome began to protest but her body froze like water on a cold winter day, the boy who captured her curiosity and maybe her heart in one glance stared back at her. His hair was messy and uncombed and the shirt that she had lent him had dark smudges on them and yet his eyes remained the same as always. Mesmerizing.
"Hi" he whispered and that was all he needed to say before her eyes were brimmed with tears of joy.
TBC…
Yes, well look at that. They magically found each other again, yay they are a match made in heaven……hmmm actually it could just be a coincidence. It's a small world after all. Review please.
Until next time…
Ja ne
