Disclaimer- I don't own Inuyasha

I sighed. The whole day went by very uneventful. Well, except the fact I couldn't stop thinking about what Sango said. She said that I liked him, and in the way she said it, she meant as more than a friend.

I walked home from school silently, and as soon as I walked through the door, Souta trampled me with questions.

"When is Inuyasha coming back? Are you guys friends again? Did you spend the night at his house?-"

"Souta, stop with the questions," I demanded. "Okay, first I don't know when Inuyasha's coming back, that's up to him. Second, we are friends again, but that can change in a heartbeat. Third, yes I spend the night at his house."

Souta gave me a huge smile.

"You like him don't you?"

"What's up with everyone asking me that question?!" I yelled, storming up stairs.

"She is totally in love with him," I heard Souta mutter before I closed my door and jumped onto my bed.

The next day I wasn't feeling too well so I stayed home from school. My mom had to go to work and Souta had to go to school, so I was left in the house by myself.

I spent the day laying in bed, flipping through channels for something to watch. At about noonish, the sound of the doorbell rang through the house. I slowly got up, still in my pajamas, and answered the door. I was surprised when I saw Inuyasha standing there.

"Hey," I greet weakly.

"I found out you were sick and figured I drop by," he stated bluntly.

"Aren't you supposed to be at school?" I asked him.

"It's lunch time, so I just left. I only have about 4 periods left anyway."

I smiled sleepily at what he said. I opened the door wider so he could come in and we went and sat on the couch.

"You don't look so good. You need anything?" he asked.

"No, I'm just tired as all," I told him, leaning back on the couch.

"Maybe I should leave then," he said, standing up.



I grabbed his wrist and pulled him back onto the couch.

"It's alright," I assured him.

Inuyasha smiled and sat down next to me.

"Everyone is very pleased that we're friends again," he said, changing the subject. "Miroku said that soon we'll be right back where we left off."

"I don't think that that will ever happen, I mean, we're barely friends right now as it is and well…" I trailed off not wanting to finish that sentence.

"Yeah, we just got over hating each other, and it's a miracle that we are even friends."

"Not a miracle…I think it was destiny. We were friends, then a couple, then friends, then enemies, and now friends again. I don't think that we are being pushed together just because it happened that way. I think there's a reason…I'm just not totally sure what it is yet."

"You think about stuff too much," Inuyasha pointed out.

"Thanks," I said sarcastically.

"No problem."

I punched him playfully and he smiled. Ever since we became friends again he's been smiling a lot more. It makes me wonder if I'm the reason why he's happy.

We both haven't said anything in a while. We've just been staring at each other in a comfortable silence. Unbeknownst to us we were moving closer and closer together and soon our lips touched. My arms found their way around his neck and his around my waist. I felt safe in his arms kissing him, but it also felt so wrong. We weren't supposed to be anything more than friends. Could it be possible that we both like each other as more than that? No! Stop! I don't love Inuyasha! I can stop kissing him anytime I want…But then why is it so hard to pull away?

I threw all thoughts out the window as our sweet little kiss turned into a make-out session. I pulled away, both of us panting, and stared at him.

"I think you should go now," I tell him.

He nods reluctantly and gets up. Before opening the door he looks back at me with sad eyes and leaves. Once again I'm left thinking of him even though I shouldn't be.

The next day, Inuyasha isn't at school. I asked Miroku where he was and he told me that Inuyasha was sick. After school I went to see him like he did for me…

"Hey," I say quietly as I enter his room.



"I'm never kissing you again," he sniffles.

I give him a confused look, not grasping what he's telling me.

He rolled his eyes before speaking.

"I kissed you yesterday and you got me sick," he explained.

"Aw, poor Inuyasha has a little cold," I teased him. "Guess that means you can't kiss other girls too, then," I said smirking.

The famous Inuyasha not kissing a girl, that made me laugh.

"Sorry to stop your fun, but I only have my mind on kissing one girl," he said strongly.

"And who would that be?"

"I'm not telling," he said smirking.

"Oh, come on," I pushed. "You used to tell me anything."

"That was before you got me sick," he countered.

Now it was my turn to roll my eyes.

"Give me a hint?" I asked batting my eyelashes.

"She's in our grade, and I've dated her before."

"Oh that narrows it down to pretty much everyone."

"She has black hair and is pretty much always around me," he said.

There was only one girl I could think of who fit that description…Kikyo. She had black hair and was always following Inuyasha around. They dated a couple years back and she would be the perfect match for the mystery girl he was talking about.

"Her?" I asked, referring to Kikyo.

"Who her?"

"Kikyo," I replied.

"Maybe," he said.

"Since you're obviously not going to tell me even though I guess it, I'll leave you alone so that you can rest."



He was smirking the whole time while a walked out, obviously telling me that he knows something that I don't and it was going to bug the heck out of me.

I still need a Naraku for my RPG!

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