Fancy Meeting You Here

XXI. Shopping

Kagome was experiencing the oddest sense of deja vu. And she definitely did not like it. Especially when she had no clue as to which past experience this tied into. She figured it might have something to do with Kouga. Only he was as persistent and sneaky as Yuusuke.

She had thought she got off easily when she did not see him for two weeks after the tournament. Even Kuwabara tried to warn her it would not last.

Now...

She rearranged her grocery bags and trudged across the sidewalk to Yuusuke who still managed to stand out among the humans.

XXII. Blunt

"Hello, Yuusuke," she said, unwilling to look up at him. She could handle him better than most others, but even she knew not to press her luck. "I haven't seen you on this side of town before."

"Yeah. Only coz I didn't know you were here." He was blunt, as usual, and she smiled. He would never change, it seemed.

"Ah, but Kuwabara-kun is here, too. Some friend you are."

She watched as he shoved his hands in his pockets. "Like hell I'd visit him. His ass better not get sappy about it either."

"Then what are you doing here?"

XXIII. Need Some Help?

"To see you, duh," he said and poked her head. "Or is school killing off your brain?"

She scowled and swatted his hands away. "No. But it's never just 'to see me.' What do you want?"

"Dammit, Kagome." He grabbed her chin and lifted her head so she was looking at him. She was half-glad he was not wearing shades, and half-aggravated for the same reason. "I may lie some—OK. A lot of the time, but never to you."

He released her chin in favor of grabbing her groceries. "So, where do you live now?" He smirked.

XXIV. Feelings

They walked to her small one-room apartment in silence. Kagome was busy thinking over his words and actions. At times like this, she wished he would not be himself: it made it hard to forget they were not together, and that he was not hers. They were friends; it was about all she could call what they had.

And Yuusuke... Well, she knew there was a reason he was walking behind her.

"So, how's Keiko?" She had to know the answer. And it had been years since she had seen her.

"Good. Kurama's really who you should be asking."

XXV. Go

She stopped and turned to face him. "She's with Kurama?" Kagome remembered who he was, mainly because she had mistaken him for a girl.

"Yeah," he said as if it was no big deal. "I couldn't believe it either. Always thought he was gay."

"But," she fumbled here for the right phrasing, "I thought you two were friends, at the very least. So...why were you surprised?"

"We still are." He shrugged. "Because it's Kurama and Keiko. How about you? You free?"

"Yes."

"Let's go out then." He grinned and she grabbed her groceries from him.

"That's not an option."

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