Kami… her skin was so soft.

It felt like silk beneath his roaming fingers. Her curves fit so perfectly into his form.

He trailed tips of his fingers down the arch of her back, slowly, relishing the feeling it gave him. He felt her shiver in pleasure. He smirked against her lips.

Her lips… oh, they tasted so amazing that day. He always loved her strawberry chap stick… He nibbled on her bottom lip in remembrance.

She pressed her body against his more fervently and gave a muffled moan.

Kami… the things she made him… feel.

She pulled away because of their need to breath. Even in the darkness, he could see the blush on her cheeks, the unruliness of her hair, and the passion in her eyes. He felt her breathing deeply against him, causing her chest to press against his, and sending him into a whole new state of zeal and curiosity.

He pulled her into another kiss, a scheme forming in his mind.

It wouldn't have been anything for him to just… reach inside her shirt… unclasp her bra…

She stiffened. He could've sworn he heard a growl.

When he opened his eyes, her brown ones glared up at him, obviously displeased.

He smirked. "Can't blame a guy for trying."

Her face softened a bit, but she bit out, eerily calm, "Yes. Yes, I can."

He chuckled, slightly embarrassed. "Come on, babe. It's bad enough that I never get to see you anymore… I got a little excited. So what?"

He immediately regretted his choice of words when she replied, "So what? Babe… you can't just start groping me out of no where!"

"Oh, it's from somewhere…" he mumbled, a little annoyed.

"What was that?"

He looked her in the eye. "Nothing baby. Listen… you already know… you already know how much I want you. I agreed that I wouldn't pressure you because you said you didn't feel like you were ready. But, you have to understand, I'm a-"

"A penis, yeah I forgot," she rolled her eyes.

He laughed and kissed her on the forehead.

"I understand, baby." She smiled up at him, laughter in eyes. "I know this is hard for you… I'm sorry. Just… try to refrain from trying to undress me next time, okay?"

"No one's going to undress anyone if I have anything to say about it!"

They both jumped and turned to see Coach Hayato, in all his red faced, beak-nosed glory, standing in the doorway of the utility room that they had hidden themselves in not to secretly.

"Well, heya coach." he said, holding Kagome tighter. "Sorry, but if you need to get a dodge ball or something, we're a little busy. You might want to come back later."

The blaze grew on the poor old man's face and he sputtered for a response. Kagome giggled beneath Inuyasha's chin.

"Come on, babe. Let's not give the poor man a heart attack."

She peered up at him with those amazing chocolate orbs and smiled her sunlit smile up at him. At that moment, anything she wanted, whether moon or mountain, he would have given to her.

"Whatever you say, love," he responded softly. He reached down and kissed her velvety lips one last time before leading her around the still astonished elderly man in basketball shorts and a T-shirt.

He held her hand as he led her toward the pale red painted gym doors. As they walked, he peered down at her.

Her beautiful brown, highlighted hair cascaded down her back in ringlets, something he always loved. Her corduroy, pleated mini skirt flared around her tanned legs as she walked, almost making him drool in want. Those amazing long legs… he would give anything to have them wrapped snugly around his waist as he-

"Inuyasha!"

He scowled and stopped to turn around. "What, old man?!" he hollered across the gym. "I'm trying to check my girl out here!"

He tried his best to ignore the frown and the hands on the hips of the fabulous teenage girl next to him.

"Don't, uh… don't forget about practice tonight!" he called back to him.

"Whatever, coach," he replied, wrapping an arm around his girlfriend's waist and turning to walk toward the door once again. "Do I ever?"

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"We're so so so so so so sorry Kagome!" Yuri whined, practically hyperventilating. "We tried to distract him and like, he didn't, like stop! So, he, like, went through the doors, and… and…"

Inuyasha smiled as she rolled her eyes. Yuri was the chief of Kagome's Entourage, a group of devoted minions that followed her around and obeyed her every word.

Yuri was the most annoying, and barely tolerable of them all. And she was about to be demoted.

"Look, Yuri…" Kagome began, gently rubbing her temples. "You know how much I value my Yasha-me time…"

"I know, Kagome, I just couldn't stop him and-"

"It's not all Yuri's fault, Kags," Makoto, Kagome's more tolerable minion, stated nervously. "We tried too, but you know how stubborn he is…"

Inuyasha sensed his popular girlfriend's distress. He massaged her back through her thin pink cotton T-shirt.

Yes, they were popular. How did they get there? Well, they actually owed that to Kikyo.

Once Kikyo had found out that her boy toy was off the market, she was livid. Unfortunately, her inability to control her anger caused everyone to find out about the guy she liked and the girl who stole him away. People began to notice the new couple and they got some unwanted attention.

But as Kikyo continued to express her dislike for the situation, the two started getting used to the idea. Well into high school, the two had become the subject of conversation, and everyone knew their business. Once Inuyasha got into sports, and Kagome set the trend for all people with good grades, the deal was sealed.

Not to mention that Kagome lucked out when her mother decided to come out with her own fashion line. It had been a surprise to a lot of people, Kagome especially. Before her father died, Kagome always remembered her mother making her clothes for her, but the passion died with her husband. So, when the widowed mother announced she would continue to pursue her dreams, with Kagome as an inspiration, Kagome lucked out with some pretty incredible clothes.

And when Kagome got clothes, she insisted she shop for Inuyasha as well. When you're popular, is it a crime to want your boyfriend to look as amazing as you?

Inuyasha didn't think so.

"Look," Kagome stated firmly, visibly struggling to stay calm. "I was having a great day and this is the third time you've let me down. I should put you in your place now… but, Maki here has a point. The old man is very simple-minded and stubborn."

Makoto suddenly turned stark red and started fidgeting. "Um… I… um, my… uh…"

Kagome was suddenly agitated again and rolled her eyes and flipped her wrist. "What is it, Mimi?"

"It's, um… it's Makoto…"

There was a long silence. Inuyasha didn't think it was even possible for the poor girl's face to get redder, but it did.

'Wow, she's stupid…' Inuyasha thought, humorously. He sighed and yanked Kagome toward him. He smiled widely at her shock, and then kissed her deeply.

As if on queue, Yuri, Makoto, and the disgustingly loyal Ayumi "Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!" 'd in their signature way.

With a loud smack, Inuyasha broke the kiss. He looked down at the beauty below him and smiled. She still hadn't recovered.

"Baby, give them a break, okay? I have to head to history so… I'll see you later."

She finally snapped out of her reverie and smiled. "Yeah… yeah, sure sweetie. I'll see you later. Come on, girls."

She pecked him on the cheek and started down the hall, hips swaying in the cutest way. He watched as people made way for her in the hall and Yuri and Ayumi tried to mimic her style.

"Um, Inuyasha?"

Inuyasha looked to his right down at the still fidgeting Makoto.

"Yeah, what's up?" he asked, noncommittally.

She smiled. "Thanks for… for that. I thought she would kill me!"

Inuyasha wasn't amused. He turned his head in the opposite direction to the commotion down the hall of their high school. "Nonsense. Kags wouldn't kill anyone; she doesn't like to get her hands dirty. She'll get someone else to do it."

He noticed the girl hadn't said anything for several seconds and smirked. That was amusing. He turned to her, noticing her blanched face. "I'm just kidding, kid; don't get your panties in a bunch. She'll go easy on you."

"Mika!" he heard his attractive partner call down the hall. "Where the heck are you?!"

"I think that's you, Mika." Inuyasha smirked. "Have fun!"

Leaving the sputtering girl behind, the coveted young man headed in the direction of his last class of the day.

On that faithful day outside the auditorium, he two had become the eye of the school. Admired. Loved. Envied. Hated.

No one wanted to anger them. Everyone wanted to be them.

"Hey, what's up, Yash!" Someone called from amongst the crowd. "See you at practice!"

Inuyasha threw up his hand in response, too classy to look back and acknowledge them.

No, this was his school. He and Kagome owned the tenth grade. They were in it together.

And nothing and no one was going to change that.

There is a method to my madness, I assure you. Yes, it's terribly cliché to make our favorite characters popular, and yes it's been done before. But, there will be a change in that. As we all know, Kagome will remain a little spoiled until the end, but hey, she wasn't exactly a saint in the anime. Neither was Inuyasha.

Thanks for the support. You guys are great. Tell me what you think.