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Kagome could tolerate McDonald's. She could tolerate rude foreigners. She could even tolerate being kidnapped, thanks to her misadventures in the feudal era.
But she could not tolerate it when her date asked his buddy for advice right in front of her.
Not caring about the consequences, Kagome threw her untouched mocha in her captor's face.
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I suppose that I did act a little rashly, Kagome mused. She gave Alfred's abused ear yet another twist, and was rewarded with a yelp of pain from said man. An evil smirk unfurled on her face. Who cares? The ends justify the means.
"C'mon, stop it!" Alfred whined.
"Take me back to my friends, Jones-san," Kagome cooed. Somewhere in between all of the slaps and sits that she had distributed in the feudal era, the sweet little miko had developed an unhealthy vendetta against teenage boys.
"You've gotta let go of my ear, first!"
"Say it…"
"Yowch! Okay, okay, already!"
They were sitting on a bench in Central Park. The manager of the coffee shop that Kagome had been dragged to had kicked them out when Alfred's cries of pain alerted the cops. Apparently, there was some sort of enmity going on between the staff and the law, and the police would jump on any little mishap in order to get a search warrant.
Alfred was disturbingly at ease with that.
"Please let go of my ear!" Alfred whimpered, his eyes glimmering with tears and twice as big. She really couldn't resist cute things…
Kagome sighed. "Fine."
She let go, frowning when Alfred winced. Despite herself, she started to feel guilty. She touched his arm, eyes downcast, and murmured, "I'm sorry if I hurt you, Jones-san."
He stared down at her for a second, and then scooped her into a massive bear hug. "You're forgiven!"
"Oi, let go of me, Jones-san!" Kagome screeched.
"Nope!" Alfred replied cheerfully. "You're too cute to let go!"
Kagome blushed at the cheap pick up line, remembering how many women Miroku had seduced with similar ones. However, Alfred seemed too childish to ever measure up to her lecherous friend.
But… Kagome flushed even harder, biting her lip. I can see his appeal.
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After convincing his date not to rip his ear off, and the subsequent apology, America was on cloud nine. I knew she couldn't resist me!
Most men would drop their date if she had attacked them, but he wasn't most men! He was a hero!
The day was actually turning out all right. Kagome had (out of guilt, most likely, but America credited it to his masculine charms) agreed to stay with him a while longer before having him bring her back to her hotel. They were still on the park bench, making awkward attempts at small talk. America had suggested that they get a hamburger, but Kagome had flatly refused.
"Ameri- Alfred-san!"
America turned around, eyes wide with surprise. "Ja- Kiku? What're you doing here, dude?"
Japan was bent over, hands on his knees, and panting. As far as he could tell, America was unharmed (and there was a disappointing lack of perverse goings-on).
"You screamed when you were on the phone, so I flew over to help. What happened to you, Alfred-san?"
"Oh, I'm fine…"
Kagome stopped paying attention to their conversation, staring at the Asian man with wide eyes. It couldn't be…
"K- Kiku-kun?"
Japan looked up at the utterance of his name, before his dark brown eyes grew big with shock. "Kagome-san!"