White Christmas

Note- Thanks for all of your support, ideas, and suggestions. I appreciate it. Merry late Christmas and I hope you all have a Happy New Year!!

Disclaimer- I do not own Inuyasha, or any songs used in this fiction. And any similarities this story has with any other work is completely coincidence. Thank you.

Summary- Inuyasha has grown accustomed to getting lots of extravagant gifts from his many admirers. However, after going to a Christmas party with his friend Miroku, will he finally find someone who isn't an admirer, and end up becoming the devotee himself?

Five

Kagome anxiously adjusted her shirt, only to frown fretfully at herself in the mirror and readjust it.

"Why are you so nervous?" Sango asked from behind her. She was propped up on her bed, leaning into the pillows. She had paused in her reading of a brand new mystery novel in order to inspect her friend. "It's just to go watch a movie."

"Yeah, well…I don't want to look like a slob." Kagome said.

"He's the slob." Sango argued. "Well, that's what Miroku told me."

"And you're going to listen to some strange guy you met at a stupid party?" Kagome questioned.

"He's Inuyasha's best friend." Sango shot back.

Kagome sighed, her breath quivering with restless anxiety. She finally settled on leaving her shirt as it was and straightened out her jeans before collapsing into a nearby chair to put her sneakers on. Once that task was completed, she sat, tapping her foot against the hard wood floor.

Sango was endeavoring to read her new book, only to have Kagome's constant nervous tapping try her nerves and she closed her book, exasperated. "All right. Enough."

Kagome looked at her in a confused manner. "What?"

"You are way too nervous about this." Sango pointed out, sounding like a doctor. "Why? Do you find him attractive? Do you like him? Or are you afraid to spend two seconds alone with him?"

"Well…" Kagome clasped her hands together in her lap and looked down at them, not really seeing them. "I don't know exactly. I mean, I'm not afraid of him, or anything like that."

"So you like him?" Sango asked.

"No -- I mean, well, not exactly." Kagome struggled.

"You think he's attractive, and you're having conflicting emotions. I see." Sango pondered for a moment. "It's cause of Koga that you're all worked up, right? You don't want to trust anyone else, but you want to trust him because you kind of like him. I get it."

Kagome didn't bother to protest that she didn't like Inuyasha. They didn't even know each other! Sure, Koga played a big role as far as her love life was concerned -- whenever she had one -- but she was sure she didn't like Inuyasha.

So why did her heart miss a beat when his truck pulled up and he climbed out? Why was her breathing ragged when she raced down the stairs to meet him? Why did she feel weird around him when she climbed up into his Dodge and he drove down the road?

"You cold?" He asked. When she nodded, he turned the heat up more. "Those diamonds you were wearing earlier -- did Koga get those for you, too?"

She shook her head. "No."

"Who got them, then?"

"I don't know." She replied.

"You don't know?"

"No. Sango found them in my mailbox." She turned and looked at him. "So I don't know who got them for me."

"Well, they're nice." He said.

"Yeah, they are." She said, gazing out the window.

"Even nicer on you." He blurted.

She whipped her head around to gape at him. She noticed that he was looking in a different direction, avoiding her gaze. Smiling to herself, feeling immense pleasure on the inside, she turned and stared out the window once again. The ride was quiet, with neither of them saying anything, yet, never feeling awkward enough to be inspired to speak.

Eventually, they reached an apartment that resembled Kagome's, with six floors, decorated balconies on every floor, except one.

"Which one is yours?" She asked. "Wait -- let me guess. The fifth floor with no lights?"

Inuyasha smirked. "Yep, that's my place, all right."

"No decorations?" She asked.

"Never been much of a Christmas fan." He replied.

He ran around and opened her door for her to get out and they proceeded up the steps. She was ahead of him, about to step on the third flight of stairs when he suddenly seized her up into his strong arms and jumped over the steps. She squeaked in flustered surprise and clung onto him tightly. When she gave him a questioning glance, he said, "Some idiot spilled water there and it's slippery. Didn't want you to fall. Besides, it's faster this way." He didn't stop and put her back on her feet. Instead, he just leapt right on up to the fifth floor and stopped outside of 5b. His room.

He placed her back down on her feet and unlocked his room. Kagome felt her heart rate increasing as he stepped inside and switched the lights on. She followed him inside and closed the door behind her.

Unlike the balcony outside, the inside was gorgeous. He had stockings pinned on the wall next to a big, fully decorated Christmas tree, complete with some presents beneath them. There were a couple of lights pinned on the walls all around the living room, giving off a pale, homey glow. There were three candles and Christmas placemats on the kitchen table. Some Christmas cards that he had received were standing up on top of the television for all to see.

"I thought you weren't much of a Christmas fan…" she said in awe as she examined the room. She never noticed when he took her coat off of her and hung it up on a rack.

"Not really. This year is one of my less-decorated years." He said.

Kagome shot him an 'are you kidding?' look.

"Yeah, I'm kidding. I decorated more this year." He said. "Only cause I'm having a party here with a few close friends. We're gonna open presents and just hang out. Maybe go to a fair or something."

"Sounds fun," Kagome said, hating herself for feeling that pang of envy strike her in the gut.

"You're invited," he said.

She jerked her eyes away from the dazzling Christmas tree to gape at him. "What?"

"I said you're invited," he repeated before going into the living room. "It's tomorrow night at five thirty," she heard him call.

It took her a few moments to get over the initial shock of being invited somewhere. By then, he called, "Come on! Movie's starting!"

It was a great movie. It was about a marine named John Triton who had disobeyed direct orders in order to save the lives of three other marines. This action, however, gets him discharged from the marine core and he goes back home to his loving wife Kate. Deciding to take a trip, they leave the next day, heading toward the mountains. However, when they stop for gas, so do a group of dangerous and murderous jewel thieves. After one of the group members murders a police officer, they take Kate as their hostage and run, leaving John for dead at the gas station, which explodes. John, on the other hand, will not let them get away with his wife so easily and ends up running them down through the South Carolina swamps. He uses his animalistic rage and killer instincts which made him a threat overseas to catch up with them. The movie was full of explosions, twists, and fight scenes. Kagome loved it.

Once the movie was over, it was almost nine o'clock. Yawning, Kagome stretched and said, "Thanks for inviting me here. I really wanted to see it."

"No problem." He said. "I'll pick you up tomorrow at five."

"Sounds good," she said.

"All right. Come on, I'll take you home."

Kagome nodded and allowed him to carry her down the stairs just as he had brought her up them. She smiled the entire time.

Note- there you have it. I hope you enjoyed. By the way, this story is going to be short. Maybe ten chapters at the most. It will be short, sweet, and cute. Thanks!