I do NOT own Inuyasha or The Boondocks.

Calm down. Calm down Kagome, I told myself as the older man in front of me blabbered on. The sweat started to drip off his forehead as he got more intense with his speech of how I was taking advantage of "the white man's kindness and God-given land" by simply walking around the neighborhood.

"Listen Mr..um I don't know your name..I really should be going-"

"The name's Ruckus", he said, narrowing his one good eye at me, "And are you a nigga too?! Ass like that you can't be just Chinese! Just making hybrid-"

"I'm not Chinese!"

"It's all the same."

"And so I punched him in the face", I groaned, covering my face with my hands as i recounted the earlier events.

Huey shrugged, "Eh, he'll be alright. By tomorrow I'm sure he'll be cussing niggas out like he didn't have a broken jaw today. Nice hit by the way."

"Thanks", I replied, "Wait! Huey, I hit a 60 something year old man. That's just not okay!"

He shrugged again and walked away, "If you say so."

I watched him leave, wondering how the hyper active Jazmine was with someone so calm and laid back. Then again they seemed to fit so well.

"You know," a voice said from beside me, "Ruckus was right about something".

I glared over at Riley silently wondering when he showed up and how I managed not to notice. That's been getting kind of hard for me lately with him. I waited to see if he would continue, or if I would have to ask what he meant. Despite how often we hung out lately he always managed to surprise me.

"You do gotta phat ass".

"I'll break your jaw too if I have to you know." I said simply.

He grinned, and I could not help but notice how white his teeth looked against his smooth skin. He had on a grey no sleeve shirt today, some dark jeans with jordans. I glanced away from him to stare down at my lap.

Not too obvious or anything right?

"You're getting tan," Riley commented, sliding beside me on the bench.

"You're telling me. Look what being in America has done to my skin!" I pulled up the bottom of my tank top to show where the tan met pale skin.

"The horror!" Riley joked.

I bumped him, pulling my shirt down when I felt something cold touch my stomach. His hand was there, and my heart sped up again.

"I just wanted to feel it", Riley spoke quietly (for once) as if he hadn't actually meant to reach his handout at all, "Just chill for a sec, okay shorty?"

And with that he brought his face close to mine, hand gripping my stomach still and fear hit me full in the face.

"Fuck." Riley cursed, bringing his lips down to my ear, "Listen, I ain't about to do nothing while you got that scary look on your face. But this ain't over Kagome. Remember that."

Oh boy did I. I probably remembered it a little too well.