Disclaimer: Inuyasha is sooo not mine.
Chapter 5
When Friday finally rolled around, Inuyasha was more than ready for his long-awaited date with Kagome. Of course he'd blackmailed Hiro to get him to agree to let her go for one night, which was just fine with Inuyasha. One night was all he would need to convince her to continue dating him. He hoped.
Hiro himself had taken Kagome shopping for an evening dress. Something silky had been Inuyasha's main requirement, so of course, something silky had to be found. Eventually, they found a lovely calf-length, shell pink silk dress with crystal beading sprinkled lighly on the bust. Her shoes were lovely silvery creations; open-toed stilettos with delicate crystal beading on the straps.
Inuyasha was waiting impatiently downstairs when she finally descended the staircase. She'd refused to have her hair done, opting instead to curl it herself and slipping star-shaped diamond barettes into her shining raven tresses, leaving her hair to fall freely down her back. Her impatient date stopped pacing and his jaw dropped to the floor.
"K-kagome," he breathed, moving forward to take her hand. She blushed furiously and bowed her head to hide her face, but he would not have it. Hooking a finger under her chin, he tilted her face up so he could see her. "Wow. You look...amazing."
"Um, thank you, Inuyasha," she murmured softly, still unable to look him in the eye. Instead, she looked pleadingly over at Hiro.
Thankfully, he did not seem to mind and led her away to the front door, where Hiro was watching them. He reached out and touched Kagome's face. "Call me immediately if he makes you uncomfortable, okay?"
She nodded and they were gone.
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Yuki drove as fast as he could to Kagome's house. He had planned on intercepting Inuyasha at her house and ruining their evening, but thanks to one of his fuck-up underlings, he was running late. Damn emergency meetings.
His car squealed into the driveway and he jumped out. Upon hearing that Kagome had already left for her date with Inuyasha, Yuki sped off in a hurry, despite Hiro's cries for him to leave them alone. Like hell he would!
Luckily, it did not take him long to find Inuyasha's car. He made a call to an associate of his who could hack into any computer system. Giving him the car's make, model and license plate number, (recalled from last Saturday afternoon) the 'friend' was able to locate the car via GPS. Yuki thanked him for his help and drove straight to the restaurant, feeling pretty damn omnipotent.
Kagome was already sitting down with Inuyasha and doing her best to keep her eyes from staring at her glass of water while they waited for their food. Inuyasha was talking animatedly and grinning at her, his eyes never leaving her face.
Charming his way past the hostess, Yuki made a beeline for their table. "Evening," he said, grabbing a chair from an empty nearby table and took a seat beside Kagome. He flashed her one of his best smiles, much to the chagrin of the silver-haired freak sitting across the table from her.
"Oi! What the hell are you doing? Why are you here?" hissed Inuyasha, whose face had gone red with fury.
Yuki shot the younger man a look of disdain before turning back to Kagome. She looked about ready bolt, so he leaned over and draped an arm over the back of her chair. "How are you doing, Kagome? You look incredible tonight." He smiled disarmingly at her.
Kagome recovered just enough to blink and shake her head. "N-no, Yuki-sama. You are just saying that. Thank you, just the same."
His eyes roved over her appreciatively. The dress she was wearing looked wonderfully expensive. He hadn't known she was wealthy enough to afford clothing like that. She didn't strike him as a rich woman. All the same, it looked good on her, despite her pallor and thin frame.
"Hey!" Inuyasha cried angrily, his fist slamming on the table. "Stop staring at her like that!"
"Pfft. I can do what I like. It's not a crime to stare at a woman, you know," retorted Yuki coldly, before allowing his eyes to do just that.
"It is if you're staring at my woman," Inuyasha shot back.
A smirk crossed Yuki's face. "But she's not your woman, now is she?"
The situation escalated from that point. It did not take long for the management and a few of the waiters to physically throw Yuki and Inuyasha out of the restaurant. Kagome apologized profusely for the vulgarities thrown back and forth over the table. They were not upset at her, who had been near tears during the entire shouting match and indeed, had told her that her next meal was free, providing that she not bring either of her two current companions along with her.
Once outside, the screaming began again. "Do you know who I am?" Yuki ground out between gnashed teeth.
"Do I look like I care?" Inuyasha shot back, also through clenched teeth.
The disagreeing pair got into each other's face again, leaving her to watch on in horror as the two hurled insults while only being no more than a few inches apart. She winced when Inuyasha shoved Yuki, but Yuki didn't take that lying down. He shoved Inuyasha back and the two lunged at each other, fists flying.
Kagome stifled a shriek and backed away. Why on earth were they fighting? She felt that it nothing to do with her because is she were one of them, she would never fight over her. She just wasn't worth it!
A crowd had gathered in front of the restaurant to watch the debacle and Kagome was pushed rudely aside so people could see. She was pushed so far away, that she found herself on the curb. What was worse, there were no cabs in sight. With a sigh, she turned and began to walk away. Perhaps a cab might come along soon, she hoped rather forlornly, although with her luck, one never would.
After another few steps, she heard the rumbling noise that sounded like a motorcycle. With a frown, she threw a look over her shoulder. She had been right. It was a motorcycle, but there was not just one. There were three; one in the front and two bringing up the rear. Kagome turned around and kept walking, expecting that the three bikers would pass on by. Oddly enough, they didn't. They stayed right beside her.
She tried to ignore them and would have succeeded... until one of them called out her name.
"Yo, Kagome! Need a lift?"
Nearly jumping out of her skin, Kagome whirled around to see three of Yuki's friends idling alongside her. The one in front was none other than Kouga and the other two were his friends, Hakkaku and Ginta. Kouga maneuvered his bike alongside the curb and flashed her one of those handsome, wolfish grins she'd seen before. His friends continued to idle beside him and grinned over at her too. "Hey, Kagome," they called out in unison, each raising a gloved hand to her.
"H-hello. How are you doing?" she asked timidly and executed a neat little bow. As she did so, she took in Kouga's appearance. He looked every inch a biker in his black leather jacket, form-fitting black jeans, skin tight black t-shirt and black boots. 'He must really like black,' she thought vaguely.
Kouga threw his head back and let go a hearty laugh. "We're doing fine, but then we found you. Now we're doing even better aren't we, boys?" He shot a look over at his companions, who nodded, still smiling.
Kagome felt her face burn like crazy at their candid stares. She couldn't help but drop her gaze to the pavement and bow her head. All the attention was making her extremely nervous and she felt the sudden urge to retreat into a hole somewhere.
A large pair of booted feet appeared before her in her line of sight. She jerked back so hard, she began to topple over. But a hand shot out in time to keep her from falling and yanked her forward so that she found herself staring straight at the base of a smooth, tanned and very male neck. Now thoroughly mortified, Kagome dared to look up.
Instead of seeing the anticipated look of contempt, she stared up into the gentlest pair of blue eyes she'd ever seen. Kouga's delicious cologne drifted around her and she caught a whiff of the leather of his jacket. The combination was very enticing and for a moment, she wondered if those eyes truly belonged to the Kouga she'd heard about from Hiro. The Kouga Hiro had told her about was ruthless in his pursuit of women, but none of which lasted very long with him before he was off looking for another conquest. Basically, he was just another Yuki. Could this really be the same Kouga she'd heard about? If so, then Hiro had been completely off base.
Kouga's ruggedly handsome face was etched with worry. "Are you alright? You don't look so good, Kagome. Hey, my offer still stands. How about that lift? Don't think you're in any shape to walk home, especially in those heels."
Before she could say anything, he took her hand and pulled her towards his bike. He straddled it and Kagome's eyes nearly popped out of her head. The way he sat there on his motorcycle, with his black hair falling into his eyes, the powerful yet sensual curves of his body as straddled the bike, the way he smiled at her, and those hypnotic blue eyes that seemed to glow with some inner light...everything about him made her go all mushy inside. Kami have mercy!
She'd always thought Kouga was a very attractive man and now that she was up close and personal, she finally saw what every woman he flirted with must see as well: a devastatingly handsome man that simply oozed sex appeal from the top of his dark head to the soles of his large booted feet.
When he held his hand out to her, Kagome did something she never thought she would have the guts to do. She hiked up the hem of her dress to the middle of her thighs, straddled the bike seat behind him and wrapped her arms securely around his well-toned middle. A low whistle came from one of his buddies and she turned to see. The one with the mohawk winked brazenly at her then asked, "Need a helmet, Kagome?" He held up a shiny black helmet to her.
"Kagome?" Kouga turned slightly to look at her over one of his muscled shoulders.
But Kagome knew she probably wouldn't have a chance like this again. "No, thank you. I trust you, Kouga-kun." Just once would she live a little and enjoy having her hair whipped about in the wind, for she'd never been on a motorcycle before.
A deep laugh rippled through his body and she felt a large, warm hand pat hers. "Thanks for your confidence in me, Kagome. You ready?" he asked, but didn't wait for an answer. He started the engine and they roared away from the curb.
The feeling of riding on a motorcycle was one of sheer exhilaration. It was nothing like anything she had ever experienced before. The rush of the wind going past her, the powerful thrum of the engine...not to mention the way her body felt, being pressed up against incredibly close to Kouga's muscular one. But for heaven's sake, she wasn't a dead woman and he was a hot guy. A very hot guy that smelt awesome. Without bothering to stop herself, she laid her cheek against his broad back and watched as they sped past buildings and cars. He was actually a rather cuddly sort of guy, like a big, black-haired, blue-eyed teddy bear...with a really hot body. She inhaled his heavenly scent again and sighed contentedly.
One of his friends, the one with the single white stripe of hair in front, waved at her and grinned. He sped up a little and made a face at her like he was saying, "Aww, how cute!". Kagome chuckled. She supposed it must look silly to him, a girl leaning up against such a tough-looking guy like Kouga and hugging him from behind. But for the moment at least, she didn't care. He'd been a gentleman to stop and help her out. There hadn't been a finger in any improper places or any vulgar suggestions from him or his friends. She decided that a wink didn't constitute as a vulgar suggestion, so she let it slide and just enjoyed the ride.
Up front, Kouga was about to lose his mind. Sitting astride his bike was becoming increasingly uncomfortable. Hell, he'd nearly groaned out loud when he felt her breasts press up against his back. It was all he could do not to pull over suddenly, drag her from his bike and give her an entirely different ride all together on the side of the road in full view of anyone who cared to look.
But he didn't dare touch the girl. That was what was so damned frustrating. He knew that Yuki was after her and that it would be a nasty end to a very lucrative friendship if he made a move on her. Because Yuki, for all his suaveness and sophistication, was not a very good loser. In fact, he was the sorest loser ever. When he lost, he made damn sure that everyone else around him paid the price. Of course, Yuki wasn't even in love with her and Kouga fervently hoped that that had to count for something.
He looked over at Ginta, who was making an "aww, how cute" face at Kagome. Kouga could feel her laugh softly against his back and he moaned. After scowling at Ginta, he looked straight ahead and sped up, leaving that fool behind. Did Ginta want to get him into trouble? Because he was seriously fighting a losing battle to not do something Yuki would regret. As for himself, Kouga knew he'd never regret having Kagome.
Ever since he'd first laid eyes on her, Kouga knew he'd be hard-pressed to not go after her himself. He should have anyway, since Yuki hadn't desired her for himself until just recently when he found out that that fool Inuyasha was after her too. And of course, there was Hiro, who refused to let Yuki have anything to do with Kagome and actually had refused Yuki entrance into Kagome's house. He recalled the Golden One's rage after he had been turned away by his own brother. That had not been a pretty sight.
They sped over a bridge. Lights from the tall buildings beyond reflected off of the river beneath them. He wished that both Yuki and Inuyasha would go jump in the river with cement boots on. Neither of them deserved Kagome. She was far too gentle a creature and too much of a lady for either bastard. Hell, he'd give them both a good shove! It wouldn't be the first time he'd ended a life.
Behind him, Kagome raised her head. She loved crossing this bridge, especially at night. The water looked exceptionally beautiful under the blanket of darkness, but she'd never seen it this way, on the back of a motorbike. Her eyes began to water from staring too long at the scene and she blinked a couple of times before laying her head once more against Kouga's back.
Her mind drifted off and she thought of Inuyasha and Yuki. She wondered if she shouldn't have left without a word to them about leaving with Kouga. No, it wouldn't have mattered, she thought sadly. They had been too upset with each other, and most likely wouldn't have cared much if she'd been shoved out into the street and run over by a large vehicle.
She shivered and clung more closely to the very warm body in front of her. She couldn't wait to get home and into some warm clothes.
Kouga felt the girl shiver and cursed himself. Of course she'd be cold! She was clad only in a lightweight silk dress. He motioned to Hakkaku, who'd just overtaken Ginta and shouted at him to take hold of one of his handles. Hakkaku nodded and grabbed it. Kouga moved Kagome's arms down lower on his body so he could remove his jacket. He did so quickly, sliding it down off his shoulders and arms before pressing it into her abdomen. He took hold of the handlebars and shouted over his shoulder, "Put it on!"
Gratefully, yet careful not to let it blow away, Kagome slipped the jacket onto her slim frame and practically melted into the blessed heat that still clung within. Her arms went back around his torso as she felt him take control of his bike again. She made a mental note to thank him for his kindness when she got home.
There was a huge grin on Kouga's face as she snuggled against him again. He liked her riding with him. Normally when he rode, he was with his boys and no females accompanied them. Ever. Until tonight, no female had been given the honor of riding with him, but when he saw the fight break out and Kagome being pushed to the curb, it upset him. He didn't like watching her let people push her to the side like that. He hated even more that look of dejection when she turned and began to walk away.
That was when he knew that he would break the rule of no females on his motorcycle. Turning to the brothers, he informed them on what he planned to do. They had looked faintly surprised but said nothing. Instead, they encouraged him to go for it with a wave of their hands. Kagome was a really nice chick, worthy of a ride on his bike. No female he'd ever met could say that.
On a whim, Kouga decided to take Kagome out to eat. He knew that she hadn't gotten a chance to eat since Yuki gate-crashed her date with Inuyasha. Poor thing must be starving by now. When they finally crossed the bridge, Kouga headed off to a little cafe that had great omelettes. His boys must be starving too, since they were always hungry.
When they pulled up to it and came to a stop, he turned to look at his passenger. "Oi, are you hungry?"
Pulling back from him, Kagome blinked up at him. Normally, she would lie when somebody, usually Inuyasha, would ask her that. She didn't want to bother anyone with her personal problems. But with Kouga, she felt that all he wanted was to make sure she was okay. He seemed to be alot like Sesshoumaru-sama in that regard. Those bright blue eyes could burn right through her, she knew. And she also knew she wouldn't be able to lie to him. "Yes, I am a bit. Why do you ask?" she asked shyly.
He got off his bike and helped her off. "Because I wanna know. You didn't get a chance to eat back there. I figured you must be hungry." Reaching out, he brushed her hair back from her face in an attempt to straighten it. "There. You looked like you just had a wild ride," he said with a laugh.
Kagome blushed and followed him and his friends into the little restaurant. When they were seated, she remembered that she was still wearing Kouga's jacket and began removing it. But he stopped her by reaching over the table and pulling it back over her shoulders. He told her to keep it until he took her back home. The look he gave her made Kagome blush even more. The blasted man was such a flirt!
Their food arrived and Kagome couldn't help but watch her companions as they scarfed their food down. She'd never seen such ravenous people before. Hiro would always refer to Kouga and his companions as Yuki's "pack of wolves" and Kagome thought that that was kind of rude. But seeing them up close and personal, she realized that Hiro's description was right on the money. These three were constantly together and sometimes she even wondered if they slept in the same bed or even showered together.
That last thought gave her pause and she could feel her face growing warm with embarassment. But of course not! What a stupid suggestion. Three tough looking guys like them? Never! Especially when she'd already seen them going out with women, even for a short while before finding more. There was nothing to suggest that they were...gay...for kami's sake. The idea was ludicrous. Maybe there were just really close-knit. Like a family. 'Don't be stupid, Kagome,' she reproached herself.
She cast sideways glances at Ginta and Hakkaku, who sat across the table from each other. They closely resembled each other. It was almost like seeing a mirror image, except for their hairstyles. Were they brothers? Possibly. Well, they were related, anyone could see that. They had the same brown hair; Hakkaku had an impressive mohawk, while Ginta wore his long and held back in a low ponytail. There was a white stripe in the front. Other than that, they shared the same eyes, the same mouth. Handsome men, both of them.
Her eyes shifted to Kouga, who sat across the table from her. His appearance was by far the most startling with his shining obsidian-tinted hair and straightforward, azure gaze. He was devilishly handsome, no doubt about that, but his looks couldn't match Yuki's own heavenly features. Even so, it seemed odd how that their facades didn't match their personalities.
Kagome pushed the delicious bits of egg around on her plate but didn't really feel like eating. She had eaten a few bites, but they were small ones and her mind, knowing that Hiro was nowhere near her, allowed her to not eat if she chose. So she took advantage of the freedom while she let thoughts of Yuki run around in her head.
If only he wasn't such a mean, nasty person to everyone, she wouldn't mind him dropping by the house to visit Hiro. But every time he came over, he would upset his brother by saying something mean to her. That confused her, when Yuki did that. If he claimed to loved his brother so much, why say such things to hurt him? Of course, Kagome was used to it by now, so it didn't bother her that much. But she didn't like it when Yuki was hurtful to Hiro by doing and saying evil things on purpose.
Looking up at Kouga again, Kagome found his penetrating sapphire orbs boring into hers. She jumped and mentally admonished herself for doing so.
Those amazing eyes flickered and he lowered his chopsticks. "You okay?" he asked gruffly. "You've hardly touched your food."
Kagome was suddenly aware of two other pairs of eyes on her as well. She turned to see Ginta and Hakkaku staring openly at her, their chopsticks hovering in mid-air between their plates and mouths. Both of them looked worried.
Glancing back at Kouga, she saw the same look of concern on his face and instantly felt terrible. She didn't want to upset them and it appeared that she had effortlessly done so. Dropping her hands into her lap, she bowed her head. Her hair fell down to curtain her face and she was grateful that it would serve to cover her foolish emotions. "It's...it's nothing. Gomen nasai. P-please, continue eating. Don't mind me."
There was a heavy silence and suddenly Kagome felt a gentle finger hook beneath her chin and tilt her head up. The first thing she saw were those eyes and the look in them made her want to cry. The only other times she saw such raw, gentle emotion was whenever Hiro would look at her when she was hurting, like he wanted to take all her pain for her. And Sesshoumaru, when he...
It was the same now with Kouga and it touched her deeply.
Kouga's thumb caressed her cheek. He frowned and shook his head. "Damn, what on earth did Inuyasha do to you?" he asked quietly, almost to himself. Without waiting for answer he went on, "We know how Yuki's been treating you, Kagome and we know some of what Inuyasha's done. But I want you to know that none of us like either of them very much at the moment." His eyes darted to the right, indicating his two friends, although Kagome already knew of whom he'd spoken of when he'd said "us" and "we".
Out of the corner of her eye, Kagome saw Ginta and Hakkaku nod in agreement.
"We're with you now, Kagome-neesan," said Ginta, gravely.
"And that means you're with us," Hakkaku added, with equal solemnity.
"Wanna bike?" blurted Kouga out of the blue.
"Eh?" Kagome stared at him incredulously, but the twinkle in his eyes and the way those eyes crinkled made her suddenly feel at ease. She gave him a tentative smile and was rewarded with a blinding, relief-filled smile in return. "A bike? But... I'm afraid I don't know how to ride one," she murmured when he removed his hand. Strangely enough, she'd found that her appetite had returned somewhat and began to eat again.
"We can teach you to ride," Kouga said, pushing a stray lock of black hair out of his eyes. "Besides, its not like we can't afford to get you one. We have the money, believe me."
"Oh, but it's okay! I don't want one! Please don't trouble yourselves! I... thank you, anyway." Shyly, she ducked her head and kept eating.
"No, we insist, Kagome. Unless of course you want to ride with one of us at all times," he said, giving her one of those sexy smiles when she glanced back up at him.
Hakkaku snorted, crossing his arms over his chest. "That's not fair, Kouga. We already know you'll hog Kagome all to yourself and never let her ride with either me or Ginta."
Kouga airily waved a dismissive hand. "That's ridiculous, Hakkaku. I wouldn't--" he began haughtily.
"Yes, you would," the other two muttered in unison.
Kagome couldn't help it. She laughed out loud. "I knew you three were inseparable, but I didn't know you were so funny as well."
The three of them, funny? thought Kouga with some surprise. He didn't think they were that amusing, but if their antics were enough to make her laugh, he'd be willing to keep doing them solely for her enjoyment. He'd never seen her laugh but he knew he really loved the musical tinkling that bubbled up from her throat. It was a beautiful sound that needed to be heard over and over agin. Poor girl didn't laugh nearly enough for his liking. At least he knew that they could make her laugh. It had just been proven.
He grinned at her as she turned to look at Hakkaku. Mohawk boy was looking rather shy, which was completely out of character for him. He was usually really bold with women and had a tendancy to be pretty vulgar. This was the first time Kouga had ever seen Hakkaku's face glow a bright pink. Hakkaku had never blushed before in his life.
Kagome complimented his hair and asked how he got his hair to stand up like that. His face darkened to red before he managed to murmur a soft, polite "thank you" and tried to explain without stammering like an idiot. He was unsuccessful.
Sitting back, Kouga grabbed his glass of water and took a drink. Oh yeah, having Kagome around would force them to shape up and quit acting like fools and rude sons-of-bitches. Perhaps she could be sort of like a mother to them.
Kouga didn't know what a mother was like, seeing as he'd never had one of his own. He'd been an orphan since his parents died in a car accident when he was only a few months old. Later, when he was ten years old, he met two boys who were newly placed in the orphanage where he lived. Ginta was the same age as him; Hakkaku was a year younger. They'd lost both of their parents in a car accident as well and just as it had been with Kouga, they hadn't had other family members to take them in.
Hakkaku was just a terrified little kid, but his older brother tried very hard to be brave. That first night, all attempts at bravado failed. The boys cried together in the darkness of the room that they shared Kouga and five other boys.
Listening to their quiet sobs in the dark, he lay on his bed, wondering if he should go over to them. Kouga had really hated to hear them cry. He was jealous because at least they had known their parents when he'd never even gotten the chance. But despite how he felt, he went over and comforted them as best he could. That night, the boys bonded together and became fast friends. Kouga, who was the old hand at being parentless, took it upon himself to protect them as best he could and it didn't take long for the three to become inseparable. Nearly two decades later, they were still inseparable.
"I think its pretty much unanimous, don't you think, guys?" He set his glass down with a decisive thump. "We teach Kagome to ride."
Ginta and Hakkaku nodded and grinned, their eyes lighting up. "We teach Kagome to ride," they repeated eagerly.
Kagome couldn't keep the smile, or the tears, back.
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An hour later, the four riders rumbled up the short driveway in front of Kagome's home. Engines shut off and Hiro came barrelling out of the front door, eyes and face frantic with worry. "Kagome!" he cried and started towards her, but stopped short when Kouga dismounted to help Kagome off his bike. "Kouga! What the hell are you doing with Kagome?" His eyes went to Kagome, who was straightening her dress. He felt his insides freeze. "Oh my kami, you didn't. Please tell me you didn't. Kagome? Did you?"
Kagome looked up at her friend and smiled brightly at him. "Didn't do what, Hiro? Kouga, Ginta and Hakkaku saved me from walking home tonight. Wasn't that kind of them?" She looked back at her new friends and shot warm smiles at each of them.
Hiro scowled. "Walking...home? But...you went out with Inuyasha." His body tensed and his hands curled into tight fists. "Don't tell me that the bastard ditched you!"
"No, Hiro! He didn't ditch me!" Kagome ran to him and threw her arms around his waist. "It wasn't like that at all!" She hid her face against his chest and trembled. How could she tell him about the fight between his brother and Inuyasha? She didn't want him to get upset at Yuki for what really was her doing. After all, it really was her fault that they got into a fight.
Furious, dark eyes looked over at Kouga, who was sitting on his bike, arms and legs crossed and regarding Kagome with a lazy look that he found insulting. "You! What the hell happened? What did Inuyasha do to her?"
Impertinent blue eyes slid upwards to Hiro's face. "Wasn't just Inuyasha. Why don't you ask your saintly brother about his part in it." Kouga untwined his lengthy limbs and threw a leg over the other side so that he was straddling his bike. To Kagome he said, "Call you tomorrow, okay? I'll let you know about the lessons."
She turned to look at him and smiled. "Okay, Kouga-kun!" she giggled and waved.
The three guys waved back at her before starting their noisy motorcycle engines and drove off. Kagome kept waving at them until they disappeared. She sighed and turned to Hiro, who stood like a statue and seemed to unable to decide what to say to her. "Are you okay, Hiro?" she asked. "Oh!"
Hiro snapped out of his immobility and cried, "What? What is it?"
Kagome was looking down. "Kouga-kun's jacket. I forgot to return it to him." She shrugged and gazed up at Hiro. "Oh, well. I'll have the chance to return it to him tomorrow." Grabbing him by the hand, she tugged him into the house.
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When Yuki and Inuyasha were pulled apart, it was by a few police officers and helpful bystanders. As Yuki felt himself being dragged several feet away from his oponent, he heard said opponent shouting in a panicked fashion and he scoffed at the wussy idiot. What the hell was he crying about?
As the red fog finally cleared from his head, Yuki distinctly heard the words that Inuyasha was screaming and his heart dropped to his feet. Kagome. Inuyasha was screaming for Kagome.
Looking around frantically, Yuki tried but couldn't find Kagome anywhere. She had simply vanished into thin air. Frustration took over and he turned on Inuyasha. "Where the hell is she, you bastard!" he roared.
Golden eyes narrowed into slits. "How the fuck should I know, asshole!" Inuyasha roared back. "If you hadn't noticed, I've been a little busy kicking your ass!"
Yuki lunged at Inuyasha again, but the cops intervened him and held him back. That only served to piss him off even more, especially when he saw Inuyasha smirk at him. But he forced himself to calm down and to talk civilly with the officers. Fortunately, they knew of him and decided not to do anything to him or the other gentleman with the strangely colored hair. Yuki figured that since Inuyasha was equally upset with Kagome's disappearance, he'd be willing to help locate her. Of course, after she was found, Inuyasha would be ditched at the soonest possible moment.
The crowd finally dispersed, leaving Yuki and Inuyasha alone in front of the restaurant. Inuyasha was checking his cellphone, just in case Kagome called, Yuki supposed. He chuckled to himself. Yeah right, like she'd ever call him. The girl was reluctant just to go out with him.
He decided to call Hiro, thinking he might have picked her up or she'd gotten back home by now.
"Hello."
"Oi, Hiro! This is Yuki."
An undignified snort. "Really. Wow, I never would've recognized that condescending voice. What do you want, Yuki? Are you done ruining Kagome's date?"
Yuki's face slid into a grimace. "What was there to ruin? Kagome didn't even want to go out with him!" He shot a dirty look at Inuyasha, who didn't miss the harsh reference to him and returned the look with equal hostility. "Tell me, how long did he have to beg her to go on a date with him? Weeks? Months of begging and pleading?" He gave Inuyasha a smug smile.
Inuyasha was completely beside himself with fury. If he'd ever wish to kill someone with his bare hands, it was this sleazebag. But then he thought about Kagome... and Sesshoumaru. If the bastard ever found out he'd lost Kagome, he would be dead man.
Ignoring Yuki's rude phone conversation with his brother, Inuyasha demanded his car from the valet who wasted no time in retrieving the vehicle. As he drove away, he wondered just where she'd gone to. Knowing her as he did, Kagome probably walked all the way home. He certainly hoped she didn't. Hiro would never let him hear the end of it...and never let him near Kagome again, either. Keh. Well, he'd just have to see about that! No one, Hiro included, would keep Kagome away from him.
He did not even want to think about Sesshoumaru. Inuyasha hadn't told his brother about the date, but oh kami, he'd know now if he didn't find her in time.
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Yuki watched as Inuyasha sped past in his fancy silver sports car. He'd stopped talking to Hiro because Hiro was now doing all the talking, or rather, all the shouting. The boy was frantic with worry for Kagome and demanded to know exactly what Yuki had done this time. The valet brought Yuki's car around while Hiro swore up and down that if anything happened to Kagome, there would be hell to pay.
When Hiro's flow of words came to a halt, he hung up suddenly, too angry to continue. Yuki knew that he needed to find Kagome and soon, hopefully before Inuyasha did. But there, Inuyasha had the advantage for he was far better acquainted with Kagome and knew her habits.
He scowled as he floored the gas and took off down the street. There was no way he'd lose a woman to that white-haired pansy!
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