Thanks to all those wonderful reviews. You guys certainly made my day. So here's chapter 2. Theme in this chapter is Darkness. Sorry if there are any mistakes, but I don't have a beta for this and at 2 in the morning, I can hardly distinguish between you're and your any longer. Anyways enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha or Ouran High School Host Club

Addicted To The Shadows

by Anime-Goddess-Sakura

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Kagome had to admit that she liked Ouran High School so far. People there were rather interesting and most of the time they were also pretty friendly. There were the occasional snobby ones, but she paid little heed to them or she would send them one of her frosty glares that she had learned from Sesshoumaru.

Thinking about Sesshoumaru, reminded her of her newest object of interest...Ootori Kyouya. He was...well it was difficult to describe him. If she had to summarize him in one word, she would describe him as dark.

There was a certain darkness to him that made the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end, causing her to shiver and every time those onyx colored eyes of his traveled along her body or met her eyes, she felt like prey caught in the dangerous yet alluring sight of a predator.

She almost chuckled at her own description, but wisely kept the mirth to herself, when she noticed her friend's gaze on her. Kita certainly could be nosey at times, not to mention that the girl has been asking her constantly about Kyouya. The brunette had been the one to drag her to the host club that day to begin with. Of course she had protested, not liking the idea of spending time with someone whose job was to pretend to be interested in her. It was too fake to her and the rebellious and feminine part of her wasn't the least bit amused or interested to say the truth.

However she certainly hadn't been expecting to find him, Kyouya Ootorithere.

Truthfully she had seen him at school a few times, but she never really had the chance or the courage to go near him or speak to him for that matter. He seemed untouchable for some reason and kami did that aggravate her. She could not understand the urge or the desire to get to know him and it irked her.

Since the first time she saw him, she had been interested in him. The way his aura had sizzled along hers, had been more than enough to send her heart racing, but she had been careful to hide her feelings. Using all of her self control she had feigned indifference, but that didn't stop her from recalling how those dark eyes had shone with something akin to interest and curiosity.

Still she had been rather surprised to see him at the host club and yet on the other hand...she wasn't. He was cunning, he could pretend...he could fake to want to get to know you. He could let you think that you were the only one in his eyes...when in reality it was only a game.

Yet why had she stayed?

Simple she was curious and interested in him. His darkness was enough to ensnare her. She felt her cheeks heat up as she recalled how he had caught her. She had to reluctantly admit that he smelled delicious. There was a hint of crisp mint with another unique manly scent that made her high on the scent. It had to be a crime to smell that good, but her mind had quickly shifted to other matters. His body...

He felt strong, lean...completely male against her and just like that she had been reduced to a blushing female, but she could not be blamed. He was just too much to her senses. Even when he had let her go, she had missed his warmth, but she had refused to admit, blaming it on the need to be held. It had been too long since she had let a male get that close to her.

Still even though that part of her wanted to just decline his offer, she had found herself following him and she was glad she did. He was pleasant to talk to...and yet it was almost like he was holding something back. He was being too polite, but by the Gods the way he had said her name, was enough to make her knees weak. She had been lucky to be sitting down or else she would have been flat on her face within only a few seconds. Kyouya Ootori was a dangerous young man.

She almost chuckled at the thought. Having spend so much time with Sesshoumaru, had caused her to pick up some youkai traits. One of them being the attraction to danger.

A clearing of a throat, made her look up. Kita offered her a small smile, before returning her attention back to the book. Kagome was certain that her dear friend didn't even know what was written in that book.

She had a feeling that Kita was trying to set her up with the glasses wearing host and she need to put a stop to it, before it went too far. Kyouya was interesting and handsome, but she was not interested in him that way or at least she kept repeating that to herself. Her gaze shifted to the brunette in front of her, she watched as she tried to pretend to be reading.

"Spit it out, Kita. What do you want to say?" Kagome finally relented, watching as Kita practically shove the book away and lean towards her.

"Are you planning to go to the host club today? I mean you did promise Kyouya-senpai that you would come over today."

There...Kagome could clearly see the glint in her friend's eyes. She mentally congratulated Kita on trying to be sneaky, but having raised a kitsune, such tricks certainly had no effect on her.

Faking complete indifference, she focused her gaze on the book in front of her. "I know, but I have quite a bit of homework." She bit her lower lip, hoping to stifle her laughter as she watched Kita's eyes almost bug out.

It was almost too easy to play some people. They were like pawns. One move at the time, to get what you wanted. Once again, Sesshoumaru's influence.

"You can't. You promised, how do you think Kyouya-senpai react?" Kita practically screamed, earning a heated glare from the librarian. Cursing under her breath, Kagome wondered if maybe she had gone too far with the game.

"Kita-chan, lower your voice," she hissed heatedly in a whisper, hoping that the girl would realize how loudly she was speaking.

A quick glance at the librarian, proved that the elderly lady had already stood up and was heading their way.

"No, you can't do this Higurashi-san!"

Not surprisingly enough they found themselves thrown out of the library. Kagome felt her right eye twitch. The urge to throttle Kita was immense, but she was certain that she would only get into more trouble, but it would be so worth it.

"Kagome-chan." Just when she thought things couldn't get any worse.

That silky, deep and mysterious voice was unmistakable.

"Kyouya-kun," she muttered softly, shifting her body so that she was staring at the host club member. She found herself staring at him as he made his way towards her. It was like watching a large feline walking or better yet stalking. The young man certainly had grace. He didn't walk in her opinion, he glided. It was clear to her that he knew that he was handsome and he was certain to use it to his full advantage. Darkness could certainly be alluring and Kyouya Ootori was darkness.

"Good afternoon, Kagome-chan. Are you planning to go to the host club right now?" he asked offering a small smile.

The man really wanted her to fall flat on her face(her knees were practically wobbling), if he kept giving her those mysterious smiles of his. She found herself blushing lightly at the way, his voice floated over her, but her self-control was better than that.

"Hai, I did promise to meet you today, didn't I?" her voice came a bit too sweet in her opinion.

She could have sworn, she saw his glasses flash for a moment as he pushed them further up his nose, but it might have been her imagination.

"Ah, but I'm afraid I have something to do first. Would you mind accompanying me?" There was that same smile again...and for a moment she found herself asking if it was a good idea to say yes at the moment, but she didn't have any time to make her mind.

"Of course, she wouldn't mind!" Kita cut in.

She was going to hurt that girl.

"Then shall we go, Kagome-chan?"

"Hai," she offered him a small smile, but not before making sure to shoot Kita one cold glare that would freeze even hell.

The girl visibly flinched, making Kyouya raise an eyebrow, silently wondering what the whole display was, but at the moment he really didn't care. All that mattered was that Kagome had somehow agreed. He would have to thank the brunette later. She was after all the one who had dragged Kagome to the host club to begin with and had now practically forced her to agree to his invitation. He would make sure to repay her later, maybe offer her the services of the twins. They could certainly make her happy.

Inclining his head to Kita he started walking. The soft click of shoes on the marble floor assured him that Kagome was indeed following. A quick look at her out of the corners of his eyes, proved to him that she was rather short and petite. She looked fragile, but there was also that hidden strength that his sharp eyes didn't miss. Even if she pretended to be the docile, quiet and shy girl, there was another side to her...one of which she kept hidden at the moment. He really wanted to see that other part of her.

"Ne, Kyouya-kun, where are we going?" she asked softly, bringing him out of his thoughts.

Reaching inside his pocket, he pulled out a small cat puppet made out of some kind of cloth and showed her. He was not surprised as she let out quite a girlish squeal and took it from him to examine it.

"I have to deliver this to a friend," he answered.

She accepted his answer, a bit too preoccupied with the puppet to really care, something that annoyed him a bit, but of course he would never admit it. Finally he came upon the room that he was looking for. Stopping in front of the door, he turned to gaze at Kagome who was now staring curiously at him.

"We're here. Just some warning, the room might be completely dark and devoid of light almost completely, so I hope that's not a problem."

He waited for a reaction, but she only shrugged her shoulders. Almost rolling her eyes at her lack of response, he slowly pushed open the door. As expected the room was almost completely dark, except for a few candles.

Stepping forward, he made sure to hold the door open for Kagome, until she stepped inside. She calmly stepped forward, inspecting the room. She only looked behind her when she heard the door closed, but even the she wasn't afraid.

"Ah, Kyouya-senpai, you brought Bereznoff," a eerie voice whispered from behind, making both of them turn around to find a cloaked young man standing there.

They hadn't even sensed him, but for some reason neither Kyouya nore Kagome were bothered by that fact.

"Yes, I did Nekozawa-senpai. Tamaki insisted," Kyouya muttered, pinching the bridge of his nose in slight annoyance as he recalled Tamaki's wails.

The king had insisted that Nekozawa had left the puppet there on purpose to curse the host club. The twins only added more fuel to the fire, by saying that the curse was specifically meant for Tamaki, causing the king to hide in a corner all the while imploring the shadow king to take the accursed puppet to his owner. Tamaki would certainly be the end of him some day.

A movement out of the corner of his eyes, brought him out of his thoughts and he felt his blood boil as he noticed how close the other young man was now to Kagome. There was some whispering between the two, but he was unable to hear exactly what they were saying. Not liking the approximately between the two, he decided to make his way towards Kagome's side.

"Hello miko," Nekozawa whispered softly to Kagome, dark blue eyes shifting lightly to bright blue.

A grin tugged at the girl's lips as she gazed into his eyes.

"Hello youkai," Another whisper, only for said youkai to hear.

She had felt the youki the moment she had stepped into the room. However she could not feel any will intent, so she did not worry. Soft chuckle reached her ears, causing her to smile as well. The neko youkai in front of her, certainly seemed like a nice character. A bit strange, but she had certainly met stranger beings.

"I believe this belongs to you," she replied offering him the puppet, which he happily accepted, even though she would have probably want to talk a bit more with the youkai, there's was no way she could with Kyouya there.

"Arigatou. Can I ask you something?"

She nodded her head, even though she was a bit surprised by his question. A quick look at her side, showed her that Kyouya was now standing next to her and by the looks of it he was not happy with Nekozawa for some reason.

"Are you not afraid of the dark? Most would not come in here."

"No, I'm not. I find darkness beautiful," she grinned as she watched the young man's lips quirk into another mysterious smile.

Nekozawa's eyes momentarily shifted to Kyouya, before coming back to Kagome.

"I see."

Kyouya finally having enough of the confusing interaction, decided to cut.

"Ah...it was nice seeing you again Nekozawa-senpai, but unfortunately we have to leave now."

"No problem, thank you for bringing Bereznoff to me. And..." At this he turned his attention to the miko.

"Kagome," Kagome supplied.

"And Kagome, I hope we meet again. We certainly have much to discuss miko," the last part was only whispered to her.

"Of course." Inclining his head, he turned away from them and disappeared into the shadows once again.

Shaking his head, Kyouya motioned for Kagome to follow him.

"That was interesting," Kagome muttered as they finally stepped outside.

"Hn."

Kyouya did not like the way he was feeling. The interaction between the two had bothered him. It was too familiar for his taste. Yet he could not help but berate himself. He barely knew the girl and here he was getting annoyed at senseless things.

A soft ringing brought him out of his thoughts. He watched as Kagome took out a small mobile phone. He could hardly follow what she was saying, but one thing he was certain that the other person on the line was male by the sound of his voice.

"Gomen, Kyouya-kun, I'm afraid that once again our time is cut short," Kagome whispered regretfully as she snapped the mobile phone shut.

Kyouya was not pleased to say the least, not to mention he did not know who that man was, but he could not voice his opinions. Kagome was just an acquaintance. He had no say in her life.

"It's fine, Kagome-chan," he answered calmly, even though he wanted nothing more than to ask her who that man was.

"Arigatou, I promise I will make it up to you. See you later then!" she exclaimed, offering him another bright smile, before turning away from him and walking away.

'Make it up to me? Kagome-chan, you really do not know what you've just said.'

He stared at her a few more seconds after her, before turning his back to her and walking into the other direction.

He had been wrong Tamaki was not going to be the end of him, Kagome was.

TBC...

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