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Resplendent strobe lights scintillated brilliantly, romantic chandeliers sparkled with crystals, and brazenly grinding bodies filled every inch of space. The speakers blared with sex-fused raunchiness.
"Woah." Kagome's eyes soaked in the vulgarity, cheeks tinging. The dance floor looks more like a massive orgy.
"Well, Kags, aint this place great?" Sango yanked the girl along with her as she examined the room.
"I've never been to a club like this. It's well... different." Kagome's eyes widened at the scene they just passed over. Were those girls doing the dirty in cages? Well shit.
Sango erupted with boisterous laughter, eyes twinkling with mischief. "That's because you're no fun. Ya old granny! You stick to all the safe, boring clubs. That is, the few times you've even gone out!" She snickered, "I repeat, granny!"
Kagome yipped as bodies crashed into her, nearly tripping over her Christian Louboutin platforms. "Hey! I'm no granny! I'm just career oriented."
Sango led her up the spiraling glass stairs, chiseled and constructed to perfection. She glanced back at Kagome, her lips curled up into a slight smirk. "Mhm, just admit that you're a total stick in the mud!"
Finally making it to the VIP area, the duo strolled around carelessly. Small nods of acknowledgments and waves being made with fellow celebrities along the way. Kagome's jaw almost dropped at the sight of teeny bopper, Emi draped across a familiar producer's lap. She shuddered at the picture. Forty-five year old Naraku Onigumo and fifteen year old Emi? Gross.
"No, I am not a stick in the mud, thank you very much. I have tons of fun-"
"Right," interrupted Sango as she looked at her pointedly.
Kagome only huffed, straightening out her metallic, glitter-charged ensemble. "-Plus, just me going to a club more than once in a week; the press starts claiming that I'm some wild, party girl. Then, bets are suddenly being made on when I turn myself into rehab for my 'alcohol' problems." Besides, she really wasn't too big on the club scene anyway, her agenda was too packed to squeeze in partying.
"Just live a little Kagome! Stop thinking so much about stuff like that!" Sango winked at a passing cutie, an employee dressed in all black.
Kagome rolled her eyes as Sango blew a kiss at some guy's directions. Geez, what a flirt. "See, the thing is Sango, I have to think about stuff like that. In this industry, reputation is everything, and I can't have my name attached to a bunch of slander."
Sango only rolled her eyes, perching on top of a maroon-cushioned booth. "Yeah, yeah, yeah. You're lame. End of story." She tugged Kagome to sit beside her, expertly grabbing a cocktail from a passing employee's tray as well. "But, tonight, you're gonna forget all about your lameness because we have a couple friends of mine to entertain. Think of it as going from drab to fab." She sniggered, twirling the straw around her drink.
Kagome's brow instantly creased, lips pursing. "Care to elaborate?"
"Well, maybe a bit more than just a couple."
"Sango." Kagome's eyes narrowed warningly, brows raising even further.
"Remember Kouga? Japanese-Brazilian hottie? He's always had the biggest crush on you, and he's always bugging me about hooking you up with him. So, I caved, and decided to give him this little favor. Beside, it'll be good for you. He's probably bringing a few friends with-"
"Sango!" Kagome shrieked, immediately standing from her seat. "Kouga? As in underwear model turned singer, Kouga? The same Kouga that the press is always pinning against Inuyasha? That Kouga?"
"Geez, Kags, like I said, if you don't like him; he has friends. I think Bankotsu's tagging along with him, and he's extra scrumptious. You can pick and choose, ya know, especially with that figure sweet-cheeks." Sango winked teasingly as her hand dropped to smack against Kagome's ass.
Kagome glared down at her, arms crossed, with a stance that clearly screamed pissed. "It's not about that Sango! If it leaks out that I was with Kouga, you know the press is gonna talk. I can already see it now: Devoted girlfriend of Inuyasha Takahashi caught in the arms of hunky rival, Kouga Takeda."
"So, you think he's hunky eh?"
"SANGO!"
Sango yelped as Kagome made a grab for her hair, chortling at her friend's annoyance. "Okay, okay. I get it, but Inuyasha's always all over some hussy anyway! Besides, you guys aren't even, ya know... real."
"But that's not the point, this is all bad. I'll get in so much trouble if that happens. I can already imagine the lecturing Kikyo and Myouga are gonna give me!" Kagome groaned, slapping her forehead at the thought of two ticked off managers. "I'm leaving."
Then, a new voice suddenly made an appearance, "leaving? So soon?"
Kagome froze, her movements stilling. Oh no, oh no, oh no.
"Kouga!" Sango squealed, bouncing over to him with a wide grin. She planted a light kiss on each cheek. "Good to see you made it!"
Kagome was already internally wailing. Shit. She braced herself, exhaling, before turning to face the newcomers. Her lips already shaped into a falsely serene smile. "Hello."
Kouga's eyes swept over her figure appreciatively. The dress she wore clasped around her body impeccably, the neckline dipped just enough for a sneak-peak of lush ivory and her hair was tousled in sexy-bed-head waves. There was only one time he had the pleasure of having encountered her, and that single time was enough for his attraction to build. Pretty faces and flawless bodies surrounded him on a daily basis, but there was a certain "oomph" about Kagome Higurashi. She captivated him.
"You said something about leaving?"
Kagome's tongue darted out to lick her lips before easing a smile back on her face. "I meant that I'm leaving for the little girl's room, I'll be back though." She turned to Sango, her smile still resting comfortably in place. "Coming?"
Kouga laughed in relief. So she was just going to the bathroom. Good. After all, It would have been disappointing to watch her leave after just arriving, especially with all the time he spent anticipating this little get-together. Kagome Higurashi, Japan's sweetheart, and one of the most iconic actresses of their time. She was tasteful, talented...and taken.
But tonight, he would win her over.
"I can't stay Sango. I just can't. This whole thing is a disaster in the making."
Kagome massaged her temple as Sango continued swiping lip gloss over her lips, blatantly ignoring her.
"Sango!" Kagome shrieked, snatching the tube of gloss away from her hands with a sharp glare. "Are you even listening? You're the one who got me into this mess in the first place, so now, you're gonna be the one to get me out!"
Sango rolled her eyes, snatching the tube of gloss back from Kagome's hands with a glare of her own. "I just don't see why you're fussing so much about this. It's just a little hangout!" She honestly couldn't understand what the big deal was. Sure, Kagome Higurashi was supposedly dating Inuyasha Takahashi in the eyes of the public, but that was just it: in the eyes of the public. It wasn't a real relationship, hell, Kagome hated the guy.
"A little hangout that could scandalize my name!" Kagome screeched, her hands heaving in exasperation. All she could think of was the lecture that she would surely get from Kikyo, if any pictures were taken of her around the underwear model turned singer. Kikyo's lectures were even worse than her own mother's lectures. A lecture – especially a pissed off lecture – coming from Kikyo was limitless. She could already hear it now...
"Kagome, please, just give it a rest. Let loose tonight, have fun, and just unwind. Get your mind off of all this damn worrying. Inuyasha always has his dick in other vagina's, I think you can afford to just spend some time with a few friends at a club!"
Inuyasha always has his dick in other vagina's... He did, that was a fact. It was just another reason for her resentment towards him to expand, and her spite for him to thrive. The hate she felt for that man would continue to fester and churn 'til the day she died.
The brilliance of the sun was beginning to light the world, gradually peeking from the receding darkness. The ocean rippled with gentle waves, the air melded with salt, and softly sloping hills could be seen from a distance.
"I just don't understand this fascination you have with sunrises, aren't girls suppose to be into sunsets?" Inuyasha grumbled, still cranky from being woken up before the sun was even out yet. But, her dimpled smile made it all worthwhile.
Kagome's eyes sparkled with unbridled vivacity. "I still like sunsets, I just like sunrises even more. Sunrises are so much more beautiful to me." She laughed suddenly, "even though, I'm not at all a morning person."
Inuyasha's claws dug into the white sand, his heart speeding up considerably at the pretty picture she painted. With the blackest of black hair tumbling down her back, directly contrasting her milky complexion, and the charming purity of her face; she was practically a living, breathing Disney princess. The light that sprinkled around her smiling form only enhanced the angelic portrait. "Why do you like sunsets then, if you don't like mornings?"
She shrugged a shoulder lazily, head tilting back to move her gaze towards the ocean. "I don't know. It's weird, but then again, I'm weird. I guess I just like sunrises because they're-" She suddenly cut herself off as she angled her head to stare at him, "-promise not to laugh?"
He nodded. "Promise."
"Well, they're... moving."
He noted that a pretty flush was already staining her cheeks. "Moving?" His brow arched and his eyes gleamed with golden curiosity.
"I don't know how to explain. Just... I guess - I just feel like, a new start of the day means another chance for you to start over too. It's like this, the sun always sets, but you can always look forward to the sun rising again. You know what I mean?" She didn't wait for his response before continuing, "Like a new beginning."
Inuyasha wasn't sure what to say. A part of him found her words endearing, but another part snorted at them. A sunrise wouldn't clear away any mistakes, a sunrise wouldn't take away any pain, a sunrise wouldn't do a damn thing.
...A sunrise wouldn't bring her back.
"Keh."
Kagome glanced at him, her smile wavering a bit. His eyes, the most stunning shade of melted gold, were continuously shifting. The only constant character in the cognac pools was a certain edge, unyielding and harsh; it was an impenetrable shield that encircled the honeyed depths. It made her ache, the inner despondency and indifference etched into his winsome amber orbs.
Still, there was an almost innocent vulnerability blended along with the harshness, and it gave her hope that one day, the inflexible frostiness would recede. She could only hope that she would be the cause of its departure. Maybe, just maybe, with enough nurturing, she could accomplish such a feat.
"Inuyasha?"
Seemingly, he continued watching the oscillating waves of lucid cerulean dancing with the soft breeze. In reality, he was admiring her from the corner of his eyes. "Hm?"
Kagome's fingers traced patterns along the silvery sand. "Summer's ending," she stated plainly.
"Yup," his response just as composed.
"I'm leaving soon."
"Mhm."
"You're leaving soon too."
"Uh-huh."
Her tone remained cool. "We're never gonna see eachother again, are we?"
"Hn."
Suddenly, Kagome stood; she grabbed onto both of his hands and he was forced to fix his gaze directly onto her face. His heart wrenched at the sight of her lovely opalescent pools, shining dolefully, and near tears. Yet, in his own twisted way, he couldn't help but notice how beautiful she still looked, even bathed in sorrow. "Kagome?"
"Are you okay with that? Are you okay with knowing that we'll never see eachother again? Will you..." She trailed off, her hold on his hands tightening, "...will you not miss me?" Her question ended in a whisper, as if it were a dirty secret.
He was struck dumb, left speechless as his brain emptied completely.
She gazed at him expectantly, timidity and fear evident in her eyes. "Because," she swallowed a growing lump in her throat, "I'll miss you. I think... I think I'll always cherish the time we spent together. I'll really miss seeing you everyday, being around you everyday," the next sound she made was a mix between a sob and a giggle, "and annoying the hell outta you everyday."
The statement blossomed a tiny smirk on his lips, but he remained silent.
"You've made this summer one of the most memorable summers ever. Of course, you're still stubborn and you've always been a big grouch, even on the first day we met on this beach." She tittered at his small growl. "But," Kagome paused, "You've honestly become one of my bestfriends, and I'm just so happy to have met you."
A startled gasp fell from her lips as he seized her in an unanticipated embrace.
"I..Inuyasha?"
"You have no idea what you do to me," a chuckle, "Wench." He added for good measure.
This time, she was the one stunned into silence.
He cradled her delicate form in his arms. "Dummy, of course I'll miss you. I spent 3 ½ months with you on this resort, putting up with your obnoxious ass, and you think that I wont miss you? Hell, I already miss you and we still have a couple more weeks to go."
At this point, she was already in tears. Her own arms wrapped around his torso as she nuzzled her nose against his shirt, welcoming the comforting woodsy scent she grew accustomed to inhaling. "Do you really mean it?" Her words were muffled.
Inuyasha shuddered at their proximity. No matter what, he would never tire of holding her in his arms. Gently, he tipped her head back, a finger underneath her chin. "I could never lie to you."
Her eyes searched his, and when there was no deceit detected, a mesmerizing smile was unleashed. "I – I care about you. A lot." Kagome flushed, graceful fingers sweeping up to graze his face. "And..."
Inuyasha's cocked brow complimented his inquiring eyes. "And?"
"I think – no, I know..." Another long pause. "I know that..."
Inuyasha's patience was already thinning. "Just spit it out already!" Her long pauses were scaring him. What was she going to say? The suspense was killing him.
His impatience was rewarded with a searing glare. She huffed in annoyance, looking even cuter as an irritated pout formed on her lips. "It's not easy to say that I want to give you my virginity dammit! So stop being an ass and be patient!"
A moment passed before realization washed over the both of them. Kagome's face was burning hotly in embarrassment , whereas Inuyasha's mouth was agape in shock. Both were entirely mute.
"Do you … are you ..." Inuyasha's mouth persisted in floundering, his eyes impossibly large in disbelief. "Well - fuck!"
Mortified and rendered speechless, Kagome obscured her face from view. "Is that all you can say?"
Again, Inuyasha bent her head back, heart fluttering at her adorable bashfulness. "Yes, that's all I can say." His lips gliding into a coy smirk as his head descended. "But that's definitely not all I can do," he stated, before preceding to kiss her breathless as he effortlessly lifted her entire body to carry in his arms, and led her away from the beach.
Kagome's hands curled into fists, the memory only feeding her scorn.
I could never lie to you.
What a load of bull. Yet, he sounded so sincere … so genuine in his words. No wonder he was so revered in his acting. Born liars always made for great actors after all.
"Kagome?"
Why the hell did she have to close herself off to dating, if he obviously didn't? Then again, what he did wasn't dating anyway. He was a "hit-it-and-quit-it" type of guy.
"Err – Kagome?"
Why couldn't she have fun when he was so keen on living it up?
"Kagome!"
Kagome blinked, once, twice before her eyes met Sango's. "Huh?"
"Shit Kagome, are you high or something? I had to call your name like a hundred times just for you to finally snap out of it!" Sango exclaimed, a fist resting on each side of her hip.
"Psh. Did not."
"So?"
"So, what?"
"Are you gonna let loose, or what?"
Kagome's response practically made Sango's eyes bug out in surprise. "Sure." There was no hesitation in her answer either.
With who knows how many drinks consumed, and nearly three hours later, Kagome was the most liberated she'd been in a long time.
"You are one hell of a woman."
Kagome's tongue darted out to lick the remaining coat of liquid from her lips. "Am I?" The sultriness of her tone matched her coquettish eyes and demurely flitting lashes.
Kouga was suddenly jealous of the elegantly crystallized glass nestled in her french-manicured hand. The stupid glass was granted her lips and the even stupider drink was granted her mouth. "You know you are."
"Do I?" She lifted her drink to take another dainty sip from the straw, noticing his cobalt gaze lingering longer than needed on her lips. Kouga Takeda: handsome, successful, and trouble. His philandering ways were just as notorious as Inuyasha's, and his looks were just as heart-stopping; which was probably the main reasons he was the publicly "chosen rival" pitted against Inuyasha.
Another dream-boat-Casanova.
He took a step closer towards her, eyes glinting devilishly. Smoothly, his large hand trailed over her skin, plucking away the glass, before curling his fingers over her much smaller hand. "Yes."
And like the debonair man he was, he placed a light kiss against her knuckles before casually steering her towards the dance floor.
Numerous drinks were strewn around the area messily, and women were everywhere. Women who were more than happy to please him in any way. Drunkenly giggling, scarcely dressed women; all types of beautiful women fawning over him.
Yet, he couldn't peel his eyes away from one woman in particular
One particular woman who was going to be in deep shit.
His eyes narrowed, watching from above as her body molded seductively against the man. Envy and anger coiling and twisting together in synchronized harmony within him. The man held her far too close, his lips touching forbidden skin, as he pressed his body too intimately against hers.
What the hell was she even doing in a place like this? It didn't suit her, it certainly wasn't the type of place that she loitered around in, and that man definitely wasn't the usual company she kept.
The instance the familiar scent of her divinity; the instance the familiar fresh sweetness drifted to his senses, his eyes scouted the club in search of her. The minute he found her, he couldn't take his eyes off of her.
And it definitely wasn't because of how good she looked in that itsy-bitsy dress.
Flirtatious body language, drink after drink ingested, laughing and giggling; not to mention all the men surrounding her, although one man in particular was especially troublesome.
Kouga Takeda just didn't know when to quit, did he?
"Inuyasha!" A pretty blonde smiled, making herself comfortable on his lap. "I'm a huge fan." She batted her eyes, red lips stretched into a cheshire smile.
Inuyasha's eyes raked over her form. Fake breasts, hair extensions, and too much make up. A typical groupie. "I bet you are." His tone apathetic.
Nimble fingers sketched the contours of his chest before sliding down to cup him through his jeans.
He couldn't be any more bored than he was at that moment.
"Inuyasha, you're like, really hot." He winced at her shrill giggle. How bothersome. "Seriously, pictures of you are like all over my room."
Yup, definitely another groupie.
His ear twitched, recognizing the owner of the distant laughter, and his eyes immediately sought for her again.
The view wasn't pleasant.
A low growl caught in his throat. That damn wolf had his grimy paws all over Kagome the whole fuckin' night, and now he planned on sticking his tongue down her throat?
Not if he had anything to say about it.
Faster than anyone could blink, he pushed the blonde off his lap, before launching himself in the air and flying down toward the happy little couple.
She was having fun. That was the only way to put it.
And she hadn't had this much fun since – well … since a while.
There was no doubt about it, Kouga was one charismatic man.
She was thoroughly enjoying being around him. He made her laugh, he seemed like a pretty good guy, and not to mention, he was great eye-candy. Actually, he was one of the most handsome men she'd ever been around, and that was saying a lot. In this business, she was always around attractive men, but Kouga was definitely in the top ten. He was an exotic hybrid of Japanese and Brazilian with tawny skin and pearly eyes. His demononic heritage only seemed to reinforce his sex appeal.
While, no man ever roused sexuality within her like he did, Kouga was doing a damn good job right now, because fleeting thoughts of taking him home managed to enter her mind everytime he touched her.
"So, you've always had a big crush on me, hm?" She chuckled, wrapping an arm around his neck.
He didn't try to hide it, winking as he said, " Huge crush."
"Oh really?" She raised her head, eyelids lowering.
"Really." Then, just as she expected, his head began to slope downwards. She already decided that she wouldn't deny him. Screw Inuyasha, and screw everything else right now. She was having fun, actual fun.
Without warning, her body was suddenly roughly jerked from Kouga's arms. "What the hell?" Shaking the new found dizziness and shock away, her eyes connected with furious molten gold.
"Don't you look cozy?" He sneered as his arms encased her body.
"Inuyasha? What the fuck are you doing?"
"Shouldn't I be asking you that? You little slut." His eyes glared down at her heatedly and his grip around her body grew even more unforgiving.
Before a vicious retort even spewed out of her mouth, she was abruptly pulled along with him, leaving Kouga dumbfounded.
Futilely, she struggled in his arms, kicking and screaming. "What the fuck is wrong with you Takahashi? Let me go! Now!"
Still, he simply continued dragging her along without a word, until she found herself trapped alone with him in the restroom.
"Inuyasha?"
He snarled, his figure looming over hers as he cornered her against the wall. His eyes stabbed her with their ferocity, the intensity behind them left her light headed.
Silence.
What was going on?
"You're mine, and I wont have what's mine being touched."
Kagome glared up at him, her teeth gritted as she spoke and attempted to shove him away. "You've got some nerve Takah-!"
He cut her off abruptly, swiftly pressing his lips against hers. Her mind was reeling; her world shaken to the core and spinning uncontrollably. Electricity sizzled over her skin as her eardrums pulsed. What the hell was going on?
She just couldn't wrap her mind around what was happening. Was this some sick joke? A nightmare? A dream she'll wake up from anytime now...?
Roughly, his hands grabbed her hips and his claws dug into soft skin. She winced, her mind still foggy, and her body tense as he cemented it against his.
She wasn't sure how it happened, but suddenly, she was standing there before him in nothing but her lingerie. Behind half lidded eyes, she watched as his talons glistened in the dim lighting, her dress now irreparable, and pooled at her feet. She shivered, wrapping her arms around exposed skin. "What the fu-!" Again she was cut off as he shoved her against the wall, his lips finding her neck to nip it harshly.
Something was coiling within her, something entirely too hot, and the heat was gradually intensifying. It was a feeling so foreign yet so painfully familiar. In her 25 years of life, there was only one man that ever made her feel this way, and it was the only man she ever came to hate.
Stop, stop, stop … please She wanted to snap at him, to curse at him for doing whatever he was doing to her, but she couldn't even find her voice to speak. She bit her tongue, hoping to stifle her whimpers. Firm, sweltering lips trailed down her body. Lower... lower...
"Ah!" A groan tore from her throat.
"I-Inu!"
Eyes shimmered with incredulity as his tongue traced her weeping flesh, licking and sucking, before delving in the moist folds.
What. The. Fuck?
She should have grabbed the nearest thing she could find and bashed it against his head. She should have kicked and screamed until he passed out from his sensitive ears ringing, but all she did was peer down at him in dazed astonishment.
Wrong, this is wrong. She tried to remind herself, continuously repeating it in her head, but gods did it feel right.
And god did she feel like a slut.
"Oh.. f-fuck." Panting, her fingers were suddenly clutching onto his head, already feeling too dizzy to stand. His fingers were playing with her sensitive bundle of nerves, his breath ghosting over the tender skin.
Why was the room spinning so much?
Her body shook, knees shaking as she bucked against his face, and wailed. Loud. She lost herself in pleasure, her mind devoid of any thoughts, and her face knotted at the foreign yet achingly familiar bliss.
With sunken lids and hazy eyes she regarded his smug smirk. Inwardly, she screamed, enraged, and she wanted nothing more than to smack the presumption expression off his face, but the rest of her body protested. She was too scared that her knees would buckle and she'd fall over if she moved just the slightest bit.
"You wanna know something babe?"
No, no, she didn't want to know anything. She just wanted to..to.. wait- what did she want? Her body was still simmering, and he was still so close. Too close.
But still not close enough.
She couldn't think straight, couldn't even will herself to speak.
She felt hot and she …
Suddenly, her eyes widened as she crashed into a frightening realization. In that instance, she realized, finally realized what exactly it was that she wanted. What her body yearned for.
More. She wanted more.
She wanted to feel more of him. She wanted to reacquaint her body with his, craved that familiarly foreign feeling again, and It was mortifying. It was disgusting. Horrifying.
"I'm not too fond of oral, but I actually enjoyed that as much as I know you did." His eyes scanned over her quivering figure, lips still curved in a naughty smirk. "You know something?" She trembled as smoldering amber glinted impishly.
A low chuckle escaped his lips. "I really missed that pretty little pussy of yours." A surge of heat coursed through her again, and she shuddered involuntarily. Hot, it was still so hot. And his vulgarity, his crudeness, certainly didn't ease away the ache. She wanted to feel him pulsing inside her body, writhe against him and ride out the pleasure he gave her. She wanted him to fuck her - hard - until she couldn't feel anything anymore.
But this was Inuyasha Takahashi, playboy extraordinaire. The very man that set her skin on fire but left her so numbingly cold in the past.
His lips slammed down against hers again in a bruising, scalding, aggression.
And this time her knees really did buckle. Now, the only thing keeping her body from collapsing was his hard body fastened over hers. She groaned, tormented from the delicious humming of her own body, before wrapping her legs around his torso tightly, and rocking against his hardness.
She just didn't give a flying fuck anymore; she didn't care anymore. She didn't care that this was the same man who tore her heart out with negligence and nonchalance, the same man who proved time and time again unworthy of romantic feelings. She just didn't give a fuck. She wanted him, she wanted anything he was willing to give. Right now. Right here.
Slut. Something in her consciousness whispered vehemently...
And then he plunged into her, his fangs nicking at her electrified flesh as a satisfied moan fell from his lips. She mewled, clawing at his back, and burying her face against his shoulder.
But regrets be damned.
Fine, let me be a slut.
She just needed to be filled by him.
A/N: I'm not completely happy with this chapter, but dang, it gave me a huge head ache writing. It took me forever to finish this chapter, but I loved writing the flashback for this chapter. That was fun, everything else, not so much. I kept changing and rearranging words and parts around. GAH. Drove me crazy.
It's about 13 pages, and it took a long time to edit. So, I'm most definitely sure that there are still plenty of punctuation/grammatical errors in there. I'll probably revise it later, but right now, I'm seeing stars from going over this chapter so damn much. I told myself that I would update rather frequently, but that's not working out too well. (cough, cough)
I would highly appreciate reviews for this specific chapter because it was such a pain in the ass to write. LOL. Shoot, now I need to get started on the next chapter for His Girl. -_-"