White Christmas
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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?
Seven
Kagome climbed out of the truck and trailed along after Inuyasha. He was headed towards Miroku's car, where he and Sango were waiting. After Rin and Sesshomaru showed up, Inuyasha said, "All right. Go wherever the he--" he noticed Rin's piercing, disapproving gaze, and he corrected himself "heck you want, as long as you meet here by Miroku's car at six. Then we'll all go to the movies." He smirked, mostly in Miroku and Sango's direction. "Whatever happens after that is up to you guys."
Sesshomaru and Rin then separated from the group, and went into the park. Sango grabbed Kagome and took off, leaving Inuyasha and Miroku alone.
"What was that look for?" His friend asked.
Inuyasha shrugged. "You know what it was for, you lecher."
"Are you trying to say that Sango and I will…do something later on tonight after the movies?" Miroku demanded as they headed into the park.
"If not before then, yes." Inuyasha said, smirking.
"Do you honestly think I would?" Miroku asked, offended.
Inuyasha simply raised an eyebrow.
Miroku's mouth dropped open. "Inuyasha…" he sighed and shook his head.
"Race ya to the bumper cars!" Inuyasha challenged, taking off. Miroku didn't care if he won or lost -- he usually lost -- and he merely followed after his friend.
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"So," Sango said dreamily as the Ferris wheel turned slowly.
"So?" Kagome inquired, looking over at her friend curiously.
"Having fun?" Sango wondered.
"Yeah. You?" Kagome asked.
"Yep." Sango responded, looking out about a hundred feet below them.
Kagome relaxed and stared at the scene before her. Everything was so serene, and she began to drift off in here thoughts since Sango was so quiet. It surprised her when Sango asked, "You like him, don't you?"
"Yep," Kagome said, almost dreamily, and almost automatically. Then she realized what she had said and hastily attempted to correct herself, "No! I don't--"
"Oh cut it out, Kagome," her friend interjected. "I can tell."
"Is it that obvious?" Kagome asked, mumbling low under her breath.
"Sure is," Sango said. "But I don't think he notices."
"Why wouldn't he?" Kagome huffed. "You said it was obvious."
"He's got the hotts for you, too." Sango said. "Besides, Miroku told me he can be totally clueless sometimes. One track mind."
"Seems like you and Miroku have been doing a lot of talking lately," Kagome muttered, a sly smirk slowly forming across her face.
"Don't you change the subject on me," Sango scolded, her face a slight tinge of pink. "We're talking about you and your guy troubles -- not mine."
"Who said I was having 'troubles'?" Kagome wanted to know. The Ferris wheel was now circling backwards slowly, and she could feel her stomach churning slightly. She was scared of heights. "I just like some guy I shouldn't like, that's all."
"And that qualifies as a problem," Sango said.
"What makes it 'qualify'?" Kagome demanded as they sank down slowly and rose back up.
"Well, if you think you shouldn't like him, then it's a problem, right?" Sango questioned. "Besides, every girl in town is after that guy. Ask Miroku."
"Ask Miroku what? Why should I?" Kagome huffed. "Why don't you tell me?"
"Lots of girls send him little gifts all the time, telling him that they are his secret admirers or something." Sango explained. "So there's a long line of fans you're going to have to get through."
"So he's a player?" Kagome asked, her voice growing soft.
Sango caught this sign and knew what was going on. "No, Kagome, he's not. He likes you, honest. But there are other girls out there who like him, like you do."
"So I'm just another admirer?" Kagome asked. "I'm just another girl on his long list of other fans?"
"No, Kagome, it's not like that," Sango hastened to assure her. She had gone and done it this time. She had ruined her friend's chance at happiness, as well as someone else's. Now she had to set things straight and try to fix it. "He likes you."
"Oh, right." Kagome muttered sarcastically.
The ride ended and Kagome stomped away from Sango. "Kagome? Where are you going?"
"Home." The girl shouted back. "And don't try and stop me."
"Kagome, you know I will!" Sango argued, running up to her.
"Leave me alone. I just want to go home." Kagome said, her gaze firm. Her eyes never left Sango's. "Sorry, but I won't be able to go to the movies today or tomorrow."
"Tomorrow?" Sango inquired as Kagome brushed past her to walk off the fair grounds. "He invited you to go with him tomorrow?"
"To see 'The Holiday'." Kagome said as she continued walking. "But I'm not going."
"See?" Sango asked, excitement growing. "He does like you!"
"No. I'll talk to you later." Kagome said, her voice flat. She then turned and walked away.
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Inuyasha had been on the Scrambler, the Red Devil, The Bumper Cars, and just about every other ride there was to get on. He had played a basketball dunking contest and won a giant stuffed dog. He had played a pop the balloon contest and had won a small teddy bear the color of an emerald with sparkling baby blue eyes. He had found a small store amongst the many rides and games and had bought a silver engraved necklace shaped like a heart that read: Christmas '06 on the front while on the back it read: To Kagome. With love, Inu.
He smiled as he loaded everything into his truck and waited for everyone else to arrive, as instructed.
He had reclined in his seat, with the radio turned on and up, a hard rock song blasting through the speakers. He received several strange glances from families who entered the park, but he didn't care. He had been born a hanyou, a reject, an oddball. He was meant to stand out. And that's what he was doing; listening to hard rock music instead of the classic Christmas junk, parked outside of the fair instead of in it, having fun.
When he saw Sango racing toward him from the entrance to the park, alone, his heart sank. Where was Kagome?
"Inuyasha," Sango said breathlessly as she reached his truck. "Kagome left."
"WHAT?" Inuyasha asked, the disbelief and shock immensely evident in his voice and expression. "How? Why?"
"She walked," Sango said, answering the questions in order. "She found out about all your um…fans."
Inuyasha clenched the steering wheel in a grip that could kill.
'At least he's not holding me like that,' Sango thought, gulping in fear.
"Go tell the others that I can't come. Tell them to go ahead and have fun. I'll see ya around." He said suddenly, closing the door and turning the engine on. He then peeled out of the parking space and turned onto the road. Sango watched him leave momentarily, and then turned and strode off to tell the others.
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Inuyasha was speeding down the road, fully conscious of the fact that he could get pulled over. Not that this thought scared him much. He just hoped he didn't because he wouldn't be able to get to Kagome. He was worried that she would catch a cold out in the light snowfall, walking, for the six miles home.
He had been concentrating so hard on not getting pulled over, and how bad he wished she hadn't found out about his 'fans,' that he almost missed something that stood out like a neon sign.
Kagome had stopped next to another car -- a flashy BMW -- and was trying to fend off someone that he was sure was her greatest enemy. He knew it was his.
He rolled down his window to listen as he pulled onto the side of the road.
"Koga, leave me alone. All right? I just want to get home." Kagome said, sounding exasperated.
"I said I'll take you home," he argued. "But your pride is getting in the way. You're too stubborn."
"No, I'm not!" Kagome yelled. "Leave me alone. I've got enough problems."
"Like what?" Kagome demanded. "Your little mutt dump you?"
That was enough to set him off and Inuyasha leapt out of his still running truck and raced over to them. "Come on, Kagome. I'll take you home." He called. When she turned and looked at him, she seemed so happy, her face lit with vitality and delight. But then, it suddenly darkened and she appeared sad once more. "Okay," she said grudgingly. She walked up to him.
"So you're going to turn me down for a ride from him?" Koga demanded. "I don't understand you, Kagome! I'm twice the man he'll ever be!"
"Actually," she said, whirling on him, "Men don't stand in the middle of the snow, whining like babies!"
She then turned and walked to the truck, leaving Koga standing, dumbfounded, next to his car.
Inuyasha smirked, proud of Kagome, before turning and following her. "Kagome, wait," he said, taking hold of her arm. She wrenched it away. "Kagome." His voice was stern, but not angry or cruel sounding. "Look at me."
She did, and it nearly broke his heart.
"Am I just some kind of game to you?" She asked, her voice broken. "Do you have fun by beating up my ex and coming to my 'rescue' so then you could become the man of my dreams, even though there are plenty of other girls on your list?"
"It's not like that." He protested weakly. "I swear, Kagome--"
"Oh, stop it," she said, raising a feeble hand. "I don't want to hear it. I want to go home."
He examined her momentarily before deciding to do as she asked. She climbed into the truck and he did the same, and he drove her home in complete and utter silence. She never took notice of the things he had won for her, and he never mentioned them. It wasn't a good time to do so.
After he dropped her off, he drove away, deciding to give her some time.
Note-- Awww! Poor Kagome and Inuyasha! (I'm so evil XD) Things will be better, I promise. Till then, please review and thanks!