Inuyasha hadn't meant to follow her, honestly. He had better shit to do with his time then wait 3 minutes after Kagome left to give her a head start then trail her to check out her date. It wasn't like he was interested in what type of man was actually her type. Fuck that, he didn't need to know that shit. But it wasn't exactly like he could get it off his mind and let it go either. They had spent their time doing their work and it had eaten away at him the minute it left her lips despite her prattling on about the project; Surprisingly, Kagome actually had good ideas. Really good ones. It wasn't that he thought she was incapable because she was a woman or any of that shit. It was just that he had never taken her seriously, or hadn't spoken to her since they were mastering multiplication.

It was almost a trance like state; Time seemed to warp and while he nodded along to her ideas and she made notes and plans and all he could wrap his brain around was who the hell the guy she was meeting was. Seriously, it might sound like he was being obsessive, but come on, he had to see who the hell this guy was.

So he waited. One, two, three minutes, then he- very casually mind you- followed her scent, keeping a reasonable distance, of course, and sat in wait. She looked nervous, fidgeted with the strap of her purse as she rocked on her heels. Her anxiety was contagious- he felt fucking squirmy watching her. Her name was called in the crowd, then a large hand gently tapped her shoulder.

Feh, a human. So her type was human males, budging muscles that screamed 'I'm compensating for something' and teeth so white they could blind a person. Typical taste. This boring ass guy could be literally anyone at a house party. He looked like the kind of guy who called everyone bro.

Kagome smiled at him, she was laughing at his jokes, but he could tell she was slightly uncomfortable. Not that she was totally at ease with him either- her scent was constantly spiked with anger and frustration, and she didn't exactly chose to be in his company or cozy up to him (thank Gods)- but he could catch whiffs of her feeling uneasy and nervous. Not the first date nervous, butterflies in your stomach nervous either; this was fucking edgy.

All he had wanted to so was catch a glimpse of the sucker and satisfy his curiosity and he had planned to go on his way. Annoying, boring, gets under your skin Kagome would of course be interested in this type of jerk.

Except she didn't really seem interested.

Polite. That was the word for it. She was acting polite.

Whatever, it didn't fucking matter.

He watched as they walked up to the counter; it was some pretentious tea and snack place that women seemed to love. He had to get out of there, needed an escape. If he didn't, he was going to spend him entire afternoon watching Kagome wat soft serve through the shadows, like the creep he was quickly becoming. Inuyasha turned from his clandestine hiding spot to leave, when he saw an ice cream stand across the street.

Might as well get an extra scoop for the road, right?

He made the purchase quickly- he always chose black raspberry- and walked out of the store. He froze on the spot like a deer in fucking headlights when he didn't see so much as fucking smell Kagome. She was pissed- beyond pissed. As soon as he unraveled her mood his furred ears twitched at the sound of a loud slap. Kagome stalked off, her face flushed from anger and huffed as she came face to face with a shocked hanyou, holding a purple ice cream cone.

"UGH!" She grumbled, clenching her fists by her side. She pushed by the dog demon and walked on.

It took him no effort to catch up to her.

"So, what was that?" He asked casually.

As if he didn't know. As if he didn't follow her down here. Too bad he left when it actually got good.

"Leave me alone, Inuyasha." She said, her words cutting.

"Was your date that good?" He asked. "You were so eager to get away from me-"

"Clearly my day has been full of spectacular examples of the male species." She cut in.

Inuyasha rolled his eyes before taking a long lick of his ice cream. "Feh."

"What are you doing here anyway?" She asked. Inuyasha held up the cone in his defense. Kagome eyed it suspiciously. Quickly, she snatched the cone from his hand, giving the cold dessert a lick.

"Hey!" Inuyasha protested.

"I didn't even get any tea." Kagome complained.

"Feh. Your fault for picking such lousy guys. What'd he do any way?"He wasn't curious. And he wasn't fucking relieved that she was walking with him instead of sharing a snack with that dumbass.

Not even a little bit.

"I didn't pick him." She said. "It was a blind date. Hes friends with Mirouk. Its my fault; I should've known that anyone that gets along with that pervert is a creep."

"Then what does that make you?" He asked with a sly smile.

"I don't count. I'm grandfathered in." She looked up at Inuyasha. "He wasn't such a pervert then. Just normal teenage stuff." She shrugged her shoulders. "Now he's Sangos pervert."

"You like him?" He asked.

"Don't be gross. Never." She took another lick of his ice cream.

"Never?" He wasn't feeling relieved. And he wasn't feeling turned on watching her tongue run along the creamy treat. He ran his right hand through his short silver hair.

"Nope."

"You're tellin' me you've been just friends?" The hanyou arched a brow.

"Why is that so hard to believe?"

"Men and women can't be just friends." He replied. "Sexual tension gets in the way."

Kagome smiled, a deceiving grin. "Well it's a good thing were not friends."

"Keh, you never had to worry about that anyway wench. You aint my type." He grabbed back his cone.

"Why? I have a pulse don't I?"

"I don't go for prudes." Kagomes laughed, despite herself. It bugged the hell out of Inuyasha; it was like she was laughing at some private joke, just for herself.

"So what'd he do anyway?" He asked, trying to change the subject.

"He kept lowering his voice so I couldn't hear him well. Then he leaned in to whisper in my ear, and freaking licked it!" She crewed up her face in disgust. He could smell the spike in her scent, drawing him in.

"That's it?" He knew it; bitch was vanilla as they come.

"That's it? Some strange guy you've known less than 30 minutes slobbers on your earlobe and its okay?" She picked up her pace as she began to get excited. "Its one thing when you actually like the guy, but its another thing when it's a total stranger with bad breath and-"

"Geez, okay, okay, I get it." He said in surrender. "So…What is your type?" Inuyasha did his best to sound nonchalant and uninterested.

Kagome just shrugged with a smile, walking ahead. "See ya, dog boy." She smelled so fucking good when she was happy, even if just a little.

Inuyasha watched her walk ahead, the perfect sway of her hips, unintentionally seductive. He had spent the day being lectured by her about a project, consumed by what her date would be like, stalking her and then having her walk off on him.

He hated to admit it, but it wasn't the worst day hes ever had.