An: Yay! Chapter 5! My gosh, I'm only a quarter of the way through the story! o.O I won't bore you with the usual. Have fun reading! Fluff alert! :P
Disclaimer: Stop that Houshi! He stole my panties! Stop him I say! It doesn't belong to you! No! Stop!
1 hour later. Well, I got my panties back, but I'm still chasing Rumiko Takahashi, in hopes that she'll give up Inu Yasha. .
Warning: Quite a bit of swearing. And fluff! :P
Sex and Drugs
Chapter 5: Vulnerable and weak
He looked at her as she worked; a small, mischievous grin graced his lips, making them curve up ever so slightly at the ends. He often caught himself staring at her, and though he tried not to he found that he couldn't help it, so he continued to stare, his lustful eyes memorizing every curve… pretending it was his hands doing the memorizing and not just his eyes.
He couldn't help not to stare. And he knew he was painfully obvious, but he just couldn't help it. How could he not stare, though? He asked himself the same question again. She had long, shapely legs, curves any guy would drool over, a pretty face, and… Kami… those breasts. Granted, they weren't as big as he preferred but they were big enough, and they looked so deliciously soft. He licked his lips and found it quite difficult to keep his nether region asleep.
He knew he should stop staring at her. She was bound to notice soon, it wasn't like he was trying to hide the fact he was staring…. But he just couldn't help it. He couldn't help but feel the heat start to rise as she moved back and forth while mopping the floor. He was hypnotized by the unintentional, erotic movement. Now if only she was beneath him, sweat sparkling on her skin, moaning his name…. But that would never happen.
Ever since he discovered Kagome's secret he vowed to keep all sexual related comments to a minimum. But that didn't mean he couldn't fantasize, he reasoned. So that's what he did, more than he would ever admit. He fantasized.
She finally looked up, just noticing his heated stare. She blushed profusely, correctly guessing his thoughts, and swung the mop in his direction, spraying him with hundreds of dirty water droplets.
"Stop slacking off, moron! I'm not cleaning this entire floor by myself!" She nearly growled.
Ooh, feisty. He thought. That was just another thing he liked about her. A feisty attitude towards every say tasks, people, things… anything… often meant a feisty attitude in bed. He liked that.
After a brief shout of protest Inuyasha resumed mopping his end of the floor. But every once and a while he would steal a glance in her direction and smirk appreciatively.
"It's been two weeks since you came here and you've groped me an average of three times a day, Miroku! You pervert!"
"Ah, but my lovely Sango! I cannot help myself! I am but your loyal mutt, starved of your attention! You are my only love, and you will forever be my love. Who am I to deny these strong feelings towards you?" Miroku pleaded, quite pathetically, while rubbing his red, swollen cheek.
Sango blushed, not really knowing what to say in response to such a heartfelt confession… at least, she thought it was a heartfelt confession. She changed the subject, repressing that last thought to her subconscious.
"Just don't do it again!" She warned. "So what's Kagome's story, huh? She's been awfully quiet and kind of reclusive since you guys came. I thought you said she very kind, and talked a lot."
Miroku shrugged in response, not really knowing the answer himself. He wished that he could have a moment's peace to talk to his best friend.
"Is she and Inuyasha together?" Sango asked harmlessly.
There was a loud crack. Sango spun around and stared at Miroku who held a broken stick in his hand. It looked more like a broken tree branch. Miroku's eyes narrowed and his face was set into an enraged expression. Sango noticed his hands shaking.
"Like hell they are!" Miroku said in a violent, calm voice. "If he lays one playboy finger on her he's a dead man!"
Sango was taken aback. She had never seen him react this way before, never. "So – it doesn't matter, at all, that he's a hanyou and a thousand times stronger, faster, and much more experienced than you in every way possible?"
"Who said I was going to murder his playboy butt!?" Miroku carefully emphasized the word playboy.
"Look who's talking…" Sango muttered beneath her breath. Miroku either ignored her and simply hadn't heard.
"Who the hell said I was going to murder him!? I'll get Fluffy to do it!" Sango snorted with laughter at the pet name Miroku and Inuyasha made up for Inuyasha's older half brother.
Sango shrugged and resumed her raking duties. Fall was coming early this year and soon all the leaves would be gone from the trees, it didn't matter than it was still stifling hot, too hot for mid September.
Silence fell upon them as they continued to work, neither of them brought up the subject of Inuyasha and Kagome together, it was obviously a very touchy issue for Miroku.
As an orange and brown leaf fell from the tree above him Miroku began to think of the past two weeks.
Has it really been two weeks since we came here?
The actual move to Sango's family dojo was easy, far too easy considering almost all of the furniture in the apartment was ruined beyond repair and had to be thrown out. What hadn't been ruined was now in a garage sized storage area.
After that everything had been easy sailing, so to speak. The only thing that had been bothering him, though, was the way Kagome had been acting recently. She was quiet, pale, and jumped at every chance she got to be with someone, even Inuyasha, though she said almost nothing when they were alone.
Miroku shrugged it off, maybe it was just a cold, or maybe it was pms… who knew.
"It's not like they like each other, though. Am I right? I mean, all they ever do is argue…." Sango said after a few moments of silence. She had a hunch, but she wasn't going to say anything to Miroku about it outright.
"Who?" Miroku asked curiously, forgetting about who they were talking about.
"You know, Inuyasha and Kagome. All they ever do is argue, so I'm guessing they hate each other?"
"Hate is a strong word, my lovely Sango," Miroku started. Sango blushed. "I wouldn't say they hate each other. Strongly dislike each other, yes, but not hate. Why do you ask?" He asked, his eyes narrowing.
"Oh I don't know - they seem to spend a lot of time together for people who 'strongly dislike each other'." Sango said while trying to put a large pile of leaves in a plastic bag.
Miroku remained silent, obviously waiting for Sango to continue.
"I mean, Inuyasha said he would help Kagome mop the floor today. Kagome offered to help Inuyasha wax the dojo floor two days ago. Then there was yesterday when Inuyasha was complaining about having to wash the dishes by himself – Kagome helped him then. And then they both took that walk together last week to get the garbage cans by the street half a mile away. And do you remember the day you got here? How Inuyasha helped Kagome unpack her things into her room? Oh yeah! Don't forget the time that Inuyasha –"
Miroku cut Sango off, clearly understanding her. "OKAY! I get it! Crap! What does that moron think he's doing!?" Miroku dropped his rake and stomped off in the direction of Inuyasha and Kagome.
He found them on their knees, at opposite ends of the hallway, washing the floor with sponges. Miroku bit his lip in anger, trying with all his might not to strangle Inuyasha on the spot.
Inuyasha felt, rather than saw, the red waves of anger that radiated off of Miroku. He looked up and saw Miroku looming over him, with freakiest and darkest expression on his face. He glanced over at Kagome who gave him the 'what-did-you-do-now?' look. She rolled her eyes and continued mopping.
"N-nani?" Inuyasha croaked out. It took a lot to scare the shit out of Inuyasha, but the good-natured Miroku always seemed to know how to make him nearly wet himself from fright. "Is something wrong?" He said much stronger this time.
"You should know." Inuyasha jerked back as Miroku's index finger flew in his face, pointing at him accusingly. Inuyasha's mind drew a blank. What the hell have I done this time!?
"Uhhh…."
"Don't play stupid with me, man!" Miroku said.
"So who's play'n!?" Inuyasha yelled back defensively.
"You've been macking her, haven't you!?" Miroku said still pointing at Inuyasha accusingly. Inuyasha felt as if he was been interrogated by a cop, under a spotlight and all.
"WHO!?"
"KAGOME!"
"NO WAY!" Both Inuyasha and Kagome yelled back in unison.
"I would never sink to his level! Don't insult me by saying I would mack him!" Kagome yelled while pointing at Inuyasha who made a smooching noise in response.
"Love you too, darling!" Inuyasha said while making more smooching noises.
"That would make me something like a prostitute! And even then I probably wouldn't do anything like that with him! I don't think any prostitute would willingly do anything like that with him!" Kagome continued incredulously.
"HEY!" Inuyasha cried out, outraged. One of their near legendary fights broke out, one that would make a five year old proud. Miroku thought sheepishly to himself that he should never have been concerned in the first place. He walked away in search of an aspirin as Inuyasha started growling and Kagome nearly hissing.
"Ugh! You're so perverted!" Kagome yelled.
"At least I'm not a prude!" Inuyasha yelled back, a growl vibrating in his throat.
"AT LEAST I'M NOT EASY!"
"AT LEAST I'M NOT A LESBIAN!" Inuyasha snarled.
Kagome balled her hands into tight fists and tried to count to ten. She failed.
"What are you doing, bitch?" Inuyasha asked curiously. He watched Kagome stand up, smile sweetly, pick up the bucket of dirty water and walk over to him. He started to back away slowly, not wanting to be accused of smelling like a wet dog. Within seconds the bucket of dirty water was dumped over his head unceremoniously. Then Kagome stomped away cursing beneath her breath.
A few hours later, as the sun was beginning to set, Inuyasha looked out the window apprehensively. He knew what was to come. He knew what to expect. Yet only Miroku knew of this night, and what it meant, and now that he was living with two other people his secret was in risk of being exposed.
He could already feel his senses beginning to slip away from him, as if he were getting old. He couldn't smell as he used to, his vision wasn't as sharp or bright, but rather dimmer and a little blurrier. He could even begin to feel the all too familiar tingle in his fingertips as his claws began to retract.
Inuyasha growled. He hated this night, when he became vulnerable and weak. And it hated it even more when other people knew of this night. But he knew he could trust Miroku to keep Sango and, especially, Kagome away. He would distract them, keep them busy, and make them forget about Inuyasha and his strange disappearance. For if they found out…, Inuyasha didn't like to think of what would happen if they found out.
To keep himself busy, Inuyasha started a fire in the fireplace and lit a few candles in various places around his rather large room. It was something he was growing accustomed to because the dojo didn't have electric lights. The building was too old. Instead there were oil lamps, candles, and fireplaces in every room. It was the only thing he disliked about the dojo.
Once everything had been lit Inuyasha sat down in a chair in front of the fireplace, almost willing himself to fall asleep. Though, he never did fall asleep on this night, he usually stayed awake with Miroku playing poker or something instead. He guessed it was because of feeling vulnerable in his human form. He didn't understand how humans could live day to day like they did. He would rather die.
Inuyasha looked out the window once more. The sun had completely set, though there was still a slight purple tinge in the distance. He felt his body tense. The familiar tingling sensation flowed throughout his entire body until he felt as if his every limb had fallen asleep. His silver hair changed slowly, from root to end until it was completely black. He felt his eyes quiver as they changed colors and became useless, violet, human eyes.
The strangest feeling of all, though, was how his ears literally slid down his head and changed into human ears. He shivered every time it happened.
Inuyasha sighed heavily as the transformation completed. He rose from his chair and locked all the windows, one by one, and then placed a chair in front of the door (none of the doors had locks), underneath the handle. He would take no chances tonight, or any other night. No one must see him so vulnerable and weak.
He hated feeling vulnerable and weak.
Kagome sat up in her bed unable to sleep. It was only eleven thirty, but she was restless and suddenly uneasy… almost afraid in a way, but not quite. She retired to her bedroom early that night because no one else seemed to be around. Sango and Miroku proved to be very amusing company when they drank too much sake but then they started kissing and making out in front of her. Repulsed, she left. About an hour later she heard the groaning of bedsprings in the bedroom next to her.
But it was silent now and Kagome only just realized she hadn't seen Inuyasha for hours. He seemed to have slipped off somewhere. Probably to jack off. Kagome snorted derisively at the thought.
She tossed her sheet aside, exposing her bare flesh to the humid night air, and slipped on a pair of boxers, and a tank top. She didn't even bother with a bra or underwear. She was only going to see if Inuyasha was awake or not. Maybe they could keep each other company?
Kagome shook her head at the thought. Recently she had been thinking things like that and it scared her. She didn't even like Inuyasha, and now she wanted his company? She didn't understand.
Kagome lit a candle and put it into an old fashioned glass container so the hot wax wouldn't drip on her fingers as she walked. The floor creaked and moaned with each step she took down the hall to his room. She saw the faint glow of candle light shining from under his door and into the hallway. She smiled a bit relieved. Kagome had to admit that the old dojo spooked her a little, and ever since the mysterious, and frightening, appearance of her father's letter she was constantly on her guard.
Kagome walked the last twenty steps as quietly as she could while thinking to herself. Why did she wish to be in his company so often? Was it because she liked it? It couldn't be that, how could she like his company when she didn't even like him? Then why did she make excuses to see him as often as she could? She justified her behavior by saying it was so she could argue and piss him off.
Kagome stopped in front of his bedroom door not really knowing what to say when he answered. What should I say? She thought to herself. If I say that I'm scared then he'll call me a helpless chick. If I say that I'm bored he'll suggest a casual fuck. If I say I enjoy his company he'll suggest a casual fuck. If I say that Miroku and Sango's "activities" are keeping me awake then he'll suggest a casual fuck. Why is he so difficult and hormone driven?
Kagome sighed, not really knowing what to do.
Inuyasha licked his lips and bit back a slight moan of frustration. In an attempt to keep himself busy Inuyasha began thinking about all the chores he still had to do. But then those thoughts often drifted to Kagome and how he would help her with her chores before he did his.
Then, of course, when he thought about Kagome he thought about how she looked, what she smelled like, how she always seemed to refuse his advances. He found everything about her erotic.
Then, of course, his thoughts drifted to his favorite fantasies involving her.
It was the allure of the forbidden. He couldn't have her, he knew that, but it made him want her even more.
Inuyasha sighed and mentally groaned. Just thinking of her scent sent waves of heat down to his already hard and throbbing member. She drove him nuts. If only she knew…. But he made a promise to both himself, and Miroku that he wouldn't take her. Inuyasha just didn't know how long that promise would last.
Something behind him caught his attention. He swiveled in his chair ready to beat the shit out of anyone who dared disturb him on this night. But he saw no one there. I'm imagining things again. I'm too fucking paranoid. He thought to himself before turning again to face the fireplace.
There is was again! It was a soft tapping noise, almost too soft to hear. Inuyasha wasn't sure if it was a tapping noise or just a figment of his imagination. He decided not to take any chances. He quickly, and quietly, rose from his squashy chair and, believe it or not, he hid in the closet, shutting the door behind him.
He was just in time because the minute he closed the closet door his bedroom door opened and the chair fell down with a loud clatter.
"Inuyasha?" A small voice called out. Inuyasha's heart skipped a beat, it was Kagome. She can't see me like this! "Inuyasha, are you here?" He heard Kagome pick the chair up and set it to the side before walking in a couple of steps. She called out once more then sighed before walking back to the bedroom door.
He heard the door close. The light from the bedroom washed over him as he stepped out from within the closet. He sighed.
"Who the hell are you!?" Inuyasha swung around and faced Kagome who dropped her candle. Shit! Fuck! I thought she left! "Answer me! Who the hell are you! This is private property! You have no effing right to be here!" She said in a low, even, deadly voice. Leave it to Kagome to piss off the potential burglar….
"It's me, Angel, Inuyasha. Fuck, I thought you left." Inuyasha nearly growled. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Now she knows. Fuck!
"Don't lie to me, jackass! Inuyasha is a hanyou! You're just a human!"
"Go ahead and rub it in why don't ya! I am Inuyasha, damn it!" Inuyasha swore.
"Prove it!" Kagome challenged with a triumphant grin on her face.
"You have succulent breasts." He said dully while rolling his eyes.
"Inuyasha! What happened to you!? You're human!" Inuyasha shook his head in disbelief. Kagome ran over to him and pulled him down by his hair so that they were face to face. She started examining him by opening his mouth to see if he still had fangs, tweaking his human ears, and forcing his eyes wide open so she could see the new color.
"I'm a hanyou, dolt, once a month I change into a human."
"Don't call me a dolt, you jerk." She bopped him on the head with her fist and pouted. He grinned. He loved her pout, it was so adorable. After an awkward moment Kagome spoke. "So why, er, are you hiding out in your room? How come you weren't downstairs with the rest of us? You could have saved me from witnessing Sango and Miroku make out," Inuyasha shivered. "Why didn't you answer your door before? Why were you hiding in your closet?"
"Which question would you like me to answer?" He teasingly said. She pouted again. "I'm hiding because I'm human. I'm weak and vulnerable. Same answer for question number two. I didn't answer my door because I didn't want anyone to find out. And I was hiding in my closet because some people in this dojo have a habit of barging in on me in embarrassing situations."
"Hey now! I didn't barge in on you when you were in the bathroom yesterday! That was an accident!" Kagome protested. Inuyasha "Keh'd" and waved off her protest.
"Whatever. You're here, you found out, now you can leave. And DON'T speak a word of this to anyone!"
"What? Why?" She asked.
"Because I don't want you here!"
"Sheesh! You don't have to be rude! I couldn't sleep, I just wanted some company."
"Keh. Will you leave already!?" Inuyasha growled out impatiently.
"Why? Don't you trust me?" She asked.
"No! I don't trust you! Not with this! Just go away and leave me alone! I don't trust ANYBODY when it comes to this time of the month." He yelled in her face. Kagome took a step backwards, surprised by his sudden anger.
"You're a real jerk, Inuyasha. I trust you with my secret, so why can't you trust me with yours?" Kagome crossed her arms across her chest and waited for him to answer. He opened his mouth a couple of times and only a squeak came out.
"K-Keh!" Inuyasha turned around and plopped down in his squashy chair in front of the fireplace again. He said nothing; he did nothing, so Kagome stayed.
Kagome walked around the room and slid a round, rickety nightstand in front of Inuyasha. He eyed her curiously, wondering what she was up to. What's this vixen up to? Then Kagome slid the chair she had knocked over to the opposite side of the table. Finally, she reached up and grabbed the pack of cards from on the mantle above the fireplace and sat down in the vacant chair. She began shuffling the deck.
"Want to play a game?" She asked. She saw him grin and immediately added, "And before you say it, no I will not play strip poker or any game that involves stripping in it!"
Inuyasha's grin faded. "Keh, fine. How about five card poker then?
A few hours later Inuyasha stared at Kagome's candy pile in disbelief. She had all of her candy, plus his! She beat him in every game except one. He was in awe.
"Maybe we should have played strip poker, Inuyasha! I had no idea you would be so easy to beat!"
"How the hell did you do that? I mean, I NEVER lose! I went to a casino every day after I came of age and I hardly ever lost!"
"Oh, didn't I tell you that I used to work in a casino?" Kagome said casually.
"Um… yeah. Yeah! I remember now! A couple days after you moved in, right? I remember now, you and I were watching a movie! Yeah! That's when you told me!"
"Liar, I never worked in a casino. Never stepped into a casino." She said.
"Damn it, bitch! Stop playing games with my head! I can't handle that!" Inuyasha groaned with frustration as she rocked back in her chair and started laughing hysterically.
Inuyasha caught himself staring at Kagome as a few moments of silence passed. He decided then and there he would try. He had to try; he couldn't keep his promise for too much longer. Her lips were just too tempting.
As the time dragged on the silence became awkward and Kagome found herself fidgeting, picking at her nails, looking at imaginary spots on the walls. She noticed that Inuyasha was pretty much doing the same. Maybe it's best I go. He obviously doesn't want me here.
"Maybe I should go. Thank you for letting me stay for a little while, Inuyasha." Kagome said oddly formal. She stood up and pushed the chair to one side. Immediately Inuyasha jumped up and blocked her path.
"Don't go!" He said a bit frantically. Kagome eyed him curiously and waited for him to continue. "Don't go."
"Why? You wanted me out earlier." Kagome started walking towards the door again then abruptly stopped when Inuyasha's large hand fell on her shoulder. The small stone fireplace was to her left, it created an eerie glow throughout the room. Soon the light was cut off completely as the dark shadow of Inuyasha moved in front of it.
Kagome turned around and saw his face sadden. His eyebrows were close together and his lips were set in a pout. Kagome found the combination oddly appealing, though she couldn't explain why. Her heart fluttered and she became annoyed.
"There was something I wanted to discuss with you. I just don't know how to bring it up. But now seems to be the best time. Who knows when you and I will be alone together again?" Inuyasha started to speak quietly. His voice was almost a whisper. A sad, worried whisper.
"What's the matter?"
"That letter you got a couple weeks ago, from that street urchin? Who was it from? What did it say?" He asked.
"Just a friend." She said nonplussed. Kagome knew he would ask about the letter sooner or later. Everyone else had asked about it weeks ago. They didn't understand that there was a deeper meaning behind it. Only Inuyasha seemed to know something was amiss.
"You were awfully worried over a letter from a friend. I could smell your fear. I can still smell it from time to time."
"She had some bad news. My sister was in a car accident and is now in the hospital with a broken femur. People can die if they break a femur, you know. I… I was just worried about her."
"Uh huh." He sounded totally unconvinced. "And you didn't go see if she was okay? Or even write or tell anyone that she was hurt? Whoa…wait… you have a sister?"
Kagome just about let out a sigh of relief, but then restrained herself at the last second. Perhaps she could pull off this lie after all. "Yes, her name is Kikyo, but I never talk to her. She was always daddy's little girl and still keeps in contact with him. You can understand why I didn't see her or speak with her. She could have told him where I was staying."
"You've always been a horrible liar, angel. I may not be able to smell it as a hanyou right now, but you're so bad that I don't even need to."
Kagome visibly gulped. She was caught.
"But if you won't tell me now you'll tell me later. I won't let this alone, got that?" Inuyasha shook Kagome by the shoulders lightly and looked in the eyes so intently she felt as if he was looking into her soul. Kagome looked away a bit ashamed. "Now then," He let go of Kagome's shoulders and grinned that hateful grin of his. Kagome had learned quickly after meeting him that when he grinned like that some kind of irritating comment came soon after. "What does your sister look like? Is she pretty?"
Kagome felt the hatred consume her immediately. She closed her eyes, clenched her fists, and punched him, as hard as she could, in the stomach.
Inuyasha double over and wheezed as the wind was knocked out of him. He looked at Kagome and the fire in her eyes and knew immediately he had said something to piss her off. But what? "What the fuck was that for, bitch!?" He choked out angrily.
"Because!" Kagome crossed her arms and dug her nails into her skin until she bit her lip from the pain.
"Why the hell did you punch me!?" He growled out a bit stronger this time.
"Just because!"
"Damn it all to hell! I fucking touched some kind of nerve and was fucking punched and I have no fucking idea what I said to piss you off! I deserve some kind of explanation!"
"Because everyone talks about how pretty Kikyo is! They always compare me to her! It's always Kikyo this, Kikyo that! Kikyo's so pretty! Someday Kikyo will be a model! Did you hear about Kikyo? She won the Tokyo beauty pageant!" Kagome took a breath of air. "Oh yeah! And then whenever Kikyo and I stand side by side EVERYONE goes to shake her hand first and comment on how beautiful and graceful she's become. Then they take a look at me and say 'Hello' before continuing their conversation with Kikyo! My father ALSO compared me to Kikyo, all the freaking time! He always made comments like 'your complexion isn't as clear as Kikyo's' or 'you need to buy a padded bra'! That's why I punched you! I'm sick of people comparing us and talking about how pretty Kikyo is and then not even mentioning me as if I'm some ugly duckling! And I am! I've come to accept that I'm the ugly duckling of the family, but that's no reason to continue on talking about her as if I'm not even there!"
Kagome stopped
ranting when her face had begun to turn pink.
She panted lightly and felt somewhat relieved that she was finally able
to get what she had been feeling for years off her chest.
"Damn Kagome. Do you think you're not
pretty? Is that what that whole thing was about?" Inuyasha straightened up and
almost laughed. "So what if she's
prettier? What you lack in beauty you make up in personality and smarts!"
Kagome's eyes narrowed dangerously. "That was the wrong thing to say, bastard."
"Will you let me finish, angel? I wasn't done speaking yet! Don't get your panties in a twist!" Inuyasha paused, waiting for her consent to continue. "I was going to say that it doesn't matter who's prettier. You're still fucking gorgeous…and sexy as all hell…" he added almost inaudibly. "and you've got one hell of a personality! I don't think I've ever gotten so horny after being punched by a girl before!"
"Ugh! You are so perverted!"
"The point, angel, is that you're pretty in your own way." Inuyasha said seriously. Kagome blushed and looked away embarrassed. Inuyasha held her chin and pulled her to face him once more. "I wouldn't change a thing."
"Arigatou, Inuyasha." Kagome said quietly.
Then all time seemed to stop. Kagome's pulse seemed to speed up tenfold as his face loomed dangerously close to hers and then lower still. And however much Kagome wanted to pull away and run, she realized that another part of her didn't want to. I want this. She realized with surprise.
Kagome kept her eyes open until the last second and then closed them as his lips lightly brushed over hers. Kagome didn't move, too caught up in the moment, and was rewarded with another kiss, a longer kiss, but nothing more. She was pleasantly surprised to find his lips firm, and she was also pleasantly surprised she wasn't more scared. If it were anyone else, Kagome thought, I would be scared shitless. But this is Inuyasha. Something about him makes me feel calm and safe… yes, definitely safe.
Kagome left Inuyasha's room that night feeling slightly giddy and slightly nervous. She walked back to her bedroom, at three in the morning, while holding on to the wall for support. She found that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't stop smiling.
"Excuse me; would you mind helping me for a moment? I'm trying to get to track 13; can you point me in the right direction?" A tall, ivory skinned, ebony haired, young woman asked the awed employee. He didn't answer but pointed her in the right direction. "Thank you." She started walking in the direction of track 13 knowing the young, pimply employee was staring after her. Her heels echoed off the tall ceiling and she completely ignored the stares she received, mostly from men.
When she found the right track two men helped her with her bags before she settled down in one of the back seats of the train. She adjusted her make-up in her compact mirror and winked seductively at a young gentleman across the aisle. He fumbled with his coffee, astonished that such a beautiful woman would acknowledge his presence. The woman grinned as his coffee spilled over his lap.
"Where you off to, miss?" The young woman looked up and her eyes fell on a plump, middle aged, woman train conductor.
"A pathetic little dojo in the middle of no where. I'm visiting my younger sister."
"Oh, how nice." The amiable conductor said while punching holes in the train ticket.
"No. Not really. I'd rather not visit her in such a low class environment. If it were up to me I wouldn't visit her at all. I would not be caught dead associating myself with such pretentious and shallow people as her." The train conductor snorted and rolled her eyes. "It doesn't matter, however." The young woman continued. "I shall be staying only a short while on behalf of my father." The young woman waved her hand as if she were royalty dismissing a servant.
"I thought I recognized you. You're the model…"
"Yes, I'm Kikyo. It's about time you recognized me. Most people would be begging at my feet, pleading for an autograph. But I guess it's to be expected from someone as insignificant and incompetent as you," She paused. "After all… you are only a train conductor. Now, go away so that I may rest my eyes."
Macking: a slang term commonly used by teenagers. Though you won't find it in a dictionary. :P It really means 'making out'.
Ahh, that was a few pages longer than I had intended. Oh well, I was on a roll. :P So that's that, now please… review!
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Wtf: I can assure you that I did not copy this story at all. It was my original idea. I was, however, inspired by a few things. You can find those disclaimers in the first chapter. I can also assure you that there are hundreds of thousands of Inuyasha fanfics and the chances of having a few stories with the same plotline are very good. I take a lot of time and energy to think, plan, write, and edit all of my stories so I find it an insult that someone would falsely accuse me of stealing a story without any proof. And without any means to contact you, it makes me believe that you decided to accuse me if copying in light of what has recently happened to me. In other words, I don't believe it's a coincidence that you would accuse me of plagiarism when just a few reviews before yours another person was accused of plagiarizing this story. I do not appreciate these false accusations you have placed upon my story. If by chance I am mistaken and you DID happen to see another story VERY similar to this one then I can assure you that it's a coincidence. Please provide proof and a way for me to contact you. Your false accusation is not believable or appreciated. If you must, then e-mail me at btrkunhotmail.com.
darkeneddreams07: I won't deny it. You probably have read more than I have, but that doesn't make it right, ne? For someone so young, you really shouldn't be reading such material. But there's nothing I can do about it. So have fun, and don't get caught ;
Rei: That's quite funny. I'm the exact opposite. I can write stories alright, but I absolutely SUCK when it comes to writing poetry! .
Shae: Thank you for your compliment blush Don't worry, this story will be finished!
Thank you eekers, Katrina, and loyal inu reviewer for letting me know about the story that was very similar to mine. I did not actually see it but the author e-mailed me and let me know what was going on. I appreciate your help. Everything has been dealt with. And thank you Rhaminika for cooperating. It means a lot to me :)
Numisma: Thank for your help. I'm pretty sure it is eighteen. I'll go back and change the chapter! Thankies! :P
burn baby burn: I haven't decided if Kikyo will be in this story. But trust me, if she is then there will be some major Kikyo bashing! I hate Kikyo! .
Kagome's Twin: haha, so many questions! You will just have to wait and see what happens! I can't give away too much of the plot!
Kaye: You think adding Sango was a good idea? I wasn't too sure if I really should have them move in with Sango, ya know? I'm still not sure, honestly. But I'm glad you liked it!
hanyou punk chick: Kagome? A helpless chick? Hell no! Bleah! Inu will kick her dad's ass later…oops, did I say that?
slvrstarlight: Lol, you're from California? I mean no offense! I'm not even 100% sure if that's true! I heard it from my parents and someone else but I never actually saw the news coverage.
drake220: You can use that line if you like, just make sure to give credit, okay? :P
