Inspired by a prompt "I've never actually talked to you but I had a dream we were in a relationship and now I have a crush on you" AU
It had been three weeks since the first dream happened. In these dreams they were dating. Not like walk-down-the-street-all-coupley type of stuff. But lying with his head in her lap as she read a book and rubbed his ears as he drifted off to sleep, the rain tapping on the window. Or him coming home from work and she was at his house and had started dinner because it was date night, her current favorite band playing over her phone as she danced between the counters. There was even one where she was sick as a dog and he made her a cold remedy tea that his mom had always sworn by when he was growing up, her slender hand gently curled around his as he stroked her hair to get her back to sleep.
Suddenly the girl Inuyasha would see occasionally working at the bakery in the large international market was everywhere. Her eyes where in his morning coffee, her smile was behind his eyelids as he brushed his teeth, only half awake. The kicker was that they had never actually spoken. Never even made direct eye contact. He doubted she knew he existed. Scratch that. She knew about him. Because she prepared his order a few times, he could smell her on the bag, his name written in sharpie from where the cashier had taken his order. And he caught her idle glances every now and again as she carried about business. Just stuff that couldn't be avoided while she stocked cases with fresh breads from all over the world while he waited in line.
He was over six foot and had shocking white hair. Not to mention the canine ears that sat atop his head. But in this days world where demons were everywhere, he was barely anything. Sure, no one liked a half breed. But his looks weren't anything to bat an eye at.
So, on this particular winter morning, Inuyasha straightened his knee-length tweed coat and toed the cold stone floor of the open air market as he waited in line for breakfast. Thumbing the outer fabric of his pocket, he looked forward at the counter and around a fox demon couple and their young son, and then around the back of the open window to see if she was around.. just for a glimpse. But it seemed he caught her on a day off.
Disappoint settled briefly before he shook it away, why was he feeling like this? She was a stranger? Who cared if he saw her? His cloudy breath seeped through his unknowingly gritted teeth as he cut his eyes away, shoving his hands deeper in his pockets, almost wanting to forsake the danishes and muffin all together, it just didn't seem worth freezing his nuts off when he was running late if he didn't even get the wake up satisfaction of not-talking to his mystery patissier.
Letting out a hushed 'tsk', he ran a hand through his freshly cut hair, shorter than ever before at only a few inches long. He felt mildly foolish for getting it cut yesterday in preparation of coming here. Almost mad. He could have let it grow out and saved some money and had a couple more bucks towards rent. But now a chill nipped over his loosely thrown red scarf and across the back of his neck, making him shiver and sending his fringe over his forehead.
He hadn't noticed the line moving. The small fox demon boy grab his father's hand and bound towards a stand serving hot chocolates, his rust-colored ponytail bouncing in joy. He didn't notice the people behind the counter shuffling about, the cashier taking off her apron and switching with someone else. But he did finally notice when her scent hit him like a ice water to his lungs and his head shot up to see her at the register, smiling at him.
He was in trouble if this is what people called a "crush".
"Good morning, Inuyasha." She chimed, chocolate orbs searching for his amber ones. She seemed expectant, her dark brows raised up as high cheekbones blushed slightly.
He was next in line, a sizable gap between them. Quickly closing the space, he seemed to remember that he didn't know her name to greet her properly.
"M-morning…" he looked at her name tag for the first time, since being close enough to read it, taking in a sharp breath once his eyes locked on the little yellow rectangle on her chest.
"..Kagome."