Chapter 38

Soft, bare, footsteps trailed back into the girl's room, followed by a short sigh as brown eyes lowered to a shredded note that lay, in pieces, on the ground. Kagome kneeled by the severed paper before raising her eyes to take a short glimpse around the empty room. It didn't take the miko long to realize what, exact, letter that was that had been left for her to see as read by another.

"No.." She murmured, softly, as she read over the chopped up sentences Hojou had written. "No way." She repeated, shaking her head in disbelief at the wide open window, purple curtains billowing wildly in the harsh wind.

She refused to believe it. Inuyasha hadn't read the letter and he hadn't run away. There was no way he would just leave her there, right? He would never get that upset about something that meant nothing to her. But the throw open window, spewing in cold rain, and stone hand that was crushing her heart, told her otherwise. Even as she approached the window, rain dotting the carpet in small, round, dark, dots, the thought that he had left her nagged at her mind.

'How could I have left it out like that? How could I have not noticed that was what he was staring at me so hard for…that was what he wanted!' She scolded herself as she poked her red face into the oncoming rain. Rain. That always mean something between them was going to happen. It always did. But how could anything happen when the hanyou didn't even exist in this time period anymore?

"Inuyasha? Inuyasha!" She called, her voice cracking and twisting into a voice she hardly recognized as her own. Her eyes, blurred by the rain, searched the darkness outside her window. She was barely able to see two inches in front of her on her search when she heard a voice call out, weakly, to her own.

"Whatduh ya want?" Inuyasha's familiar and soothingly low voice rang in Kagome's ears minutes after he had ended his sentence.

A long, heavy breath streamed from Kagome's throat at the realization that the hanyou was still here. So he hadn't left her for that realm that they were destined to return to and plunge straight into battle in. He was still with her, he hadn't left just yet. She knew she had to make it up to him now or never.

Kagome took a wild step onto the slippery window sill. Sliding only slightly, she turned and took hold of the jutting edge of the roof and struggled to pull herself upward with nothing much weak arm muscles. Her struggle was obvious with frustrated grunts and her white and wet fingers working at the slippery black shingles of the roof. Still, she continued her attempt to raise herself onto the roof until she felt a warm hand grasp around her wrist. Suddenly, she was yanked upward with a semi gasp thrown into the air from her startled lips.

"Fool. You're going to get yourself killed." He snorted, dropping her wrist like a still-burning clump of hot coal.

Kagome's lashes dripped with cold rain as she managed to catch her balance and scale the side of the slick roof to settle herself beside the hanyou who had positioned himself with his arms folded behind his head, letting the freezing droplets of rain shower down on his shirtless body.

Shirtless? Where did his haori and yukata go? Kagome pushed away the thoughts as she scooted herself closer while struggling not to slip off the side and down to the hard and muddy ground below. Right now, she just needed to let Inuyasha know that he wasn't unloved. He needed to know that Hojou meant nothing, NOTHING, but a friend to her. Hardly even that.

She sat at his side, Inuyasha's amber eyes flicking up to her and then quickly to the star splashed sky, clouded by rain and pollution. Now he could tell why Kagome was always so intrigued by the nightfalls of his time. But he still couldn't see why the miko was scooting closer and lowered herself to lay across his chest, her fingers trailing across his creamy skin.

"Inuyasha...I'm sorry..." She murmured, her face turning inward to brush her lips along his skin in a way she had really meant to. She felt the hanyou tense from underneath her and a blush automatically climbed over her cheeks.

He moved an arm back from his head to touch her silken cheek, wet with rain that was coming down in thick sheets now. His face lowered to her raven hair to take a long, pleasuring breath of her fruity fragrance that he never could get enough of. He wanted to hold her there forever, like he had never read that stupid note. He wanted to cradle her in his arms for all eternity, but he couldn't just forget about his anger towards her. Though, it didn't really seem to be there anymore.

"Save it." He muttered, pulling himself out from under her, easily sliding across the roof a few shingles away. She deserved the guilt. She deserved it all, in Inuyasha's mind, when really, he knew, she didn't. She wasn't two timing him and he wasn't two timing her, because they were never together in the first place. And as if the miko could read his thoughts, she screamed out at him.

"Stop it! Stop it, Inuyasha! You're always, always, trying to break up with me...and we're not even together..." She cried out, thrusting herself forward, blinking harshly, due to the rain. She sent a shaking hand to the side of his face as she leaned into him, his shocked features growing closer as kissed him like there was no tomorrow.

No tomorrow. She must have realized there was a tomorrow as the hanyou's eyes clamped closed, waiting to let the reality of her warm lips sink onto his own. He waited for it, waited for it, before his tongue moved out to run over his lips, searching for hers, just to see if she was there. Running over his lower lip, searching for her taste that should be left there long after. But it took him so long to realize that the modest miko had missed his lips completely and her candy mouth was pressed to his burning cheek.

What a sight, what a dream it could have been if she had hit target, hit HIS target, as it sure wasn't hers. But he accepted it, moving his arms around her waist to pull her closer and feel what he could feel of her lips against his skin, even if it was just his cheek. A friendly kiss. That was all it would ever be, wouldn't it?

His thoughts, until he felt those lips made of silk pull away and set another, sweet, kiss closer to his nose. Inuyasha's breath cut short, his lips trembling for her kiss. Only the kiss of the rain fell on those awaiting lips now. But her kisses crawled downward, leaving red hot spots of where her candy lips touched. Again, he was getting hungry. Hungry for those lips that looked so much like candy. Would they taste like candy as soon as they reached down to his mouth?

Waiting, forever waiting. 'Kiss me.' He urged. 'Kiss me now!' But she wasn't being fast about it. Beg and plead as he would in that silent plea, her lips lingered on his cheek, almost burning holes in his pale skin.

Finally, but still not enough to satisfy the hanyou, a soft kiss hit the corner of his mouth. Inuyasha turned his face inward to brush his own lips against her cheek. Still, the mental begging went on. He felt as though each kiss that missed his lips and set on a friendly front, his sanity inched away from him. His heart pounded, any later, and he knew it would burst from his chest.

'Dammit! Kiss me now, Kagome!'

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