A/N: Second chapter! Making this up as I go along, teehee! Story suggestions are welcome.
And I don't own Inuyasha. If I did, there would be a lot more explicit material in it. *evil grin*
Okay, no really, I don't. Enjoy!
Inuyasha tapped his foot impatiently, leaning on his blood red motorcycle. Tapping the seat lovingly with one of his claw-tipped fingers, he felt his patience grow thin.
He also reminded himself to cut his nails the second he got to the beach house.
He had never actually met Kagome Higurashi before, only caught fleeting glances of her at their parents' large balls.
From what he'd heard of her, she was quite the playgirl. Rumors about her romance with Akira Shinomori, rising star of J-POP music, had barely ended when several people claimed that they had distinctly seen her and Ben Affleck sharing a steamy kiss after walking out of a French restaurant on 58th Avenue. Inuyasha had to hand it to her, she handled the opposite gender spectacularly. 'But really, Ben Affleck?' he thought. 'Surely she has better taste than that.'
But while he respected her for that, a part of him felt threatened. How would a playboy and a playgirl react when paired together in holy matrimony? Good Lord above knew nothing could stop a horny girl determined on reaching her...target. And he certainly didn't intend on being her...target anytime soon.
Inuyasha was quickly pulled out of his thoughts when a midnight black Lexus squealed to a halt in front of him. Hastily shaking his head at the sight of THE Kenji and Aurelie Higurashi exiting from the back door, he stood upright stiffly, bowing first to Kenji, who acknowledged him with a pleased nod of his head, and then Aurelie, who beamed politely up at him.
Slightly confused as to where the infamous Kagome Higurashi was, he cocked an eyebrow meaningfully at the two adults. Aurelie Higurashi sighed with frustration and gritted out loud enough for the driver of the car to hear, "Mon Dieu, Kagome, get out of the car!"
Silence. Inuyasha twiddled his thumbs, praying that Kagome would take her time and sulk. They really weren't in a hurry anyways.
Aurelie growled inhumanly. Startled, Inuyasha backed up a few paces. Kenji didn't look at all bothered, just slightly worried and annoyed. He smiled gently in Inuyasha's direction, letting him know that it was safe to come closer. The embarrassed hanyou lowered himself from the handlebars of his motorcycle (ok, so it wasn't a few paces) and brushed himself off, snorting and looking the other way.
Meanwhile, Aurelie had started to yell at the Lexus, letting out a string of words that didn't sound very kid-friendly, even to Inuyasha, who knew nothing about France besides their very...ah...extravagant women. A distinguished 'Eep!' could be heard by Inuyasha, and he smirked.
The smirk promptly turned into a rapidly closed mouth, lips pressed together tightly so he wouldn't noticeably drool on the asphalt. Kagome had stepped out of the car, and he couldn't help but eye her up and down, unable to get his fill of her.
She was clad in a sky blue strapless sundress which stopped at mid-thigh, exposing elegant arms and mile-long legs. Matching wedge sandals adorned her feet, and the basketweave pattern on the platform heels completed her summer look. Overlarge round sunglasses rested on her head, and her full, coral pink lips pouted in, Inuyasha noticed, a most enticing way. Her obsidian waves flowed casually down her back, ending right above her pert little ass. Her delicate heart-shaped face was tan and slightly freckled, and her high cheekbones made her seem exotic and regal. And for the first time in his life...
Inuyasha Takahashi blushed.
Kagome, for her part, had just noticed the stranger named Inuyasha gaping (but trying not to visibly show it) at her, and her pout almost turned into a grin.
Until she realized how very scrumptious this strange man (for he was definitely a man) looked. A simple white wifebeater showed off his tan and toned structure. Lean arms rested nonchalantly in the pockets of the baggy jeans that hung low on his hips, and a silver chain hung on the side of his jeans, creating a very bad-boy sort of look that Kagome absolutely adored. She noticed his unusual silver hair, a stark contrast to his rich, brown skin, glinting in the sun, which also brought to her attention his very soft-looking puppy ears, currently flicking this way and that as if they had a mind of their own. Kagome longed to touch them. Of course, she longed to touch other parts of him too, but she had never before felt such an innocent and childish desire since her teething years.
It felt almost...nice. Complete, maybe? A warm feeling bubbled up in the pit of her stomach, and for the first time in her life...
Kagome Higurashi blushed.
Okay, so maybe a summer together wouldn't be so bad. Not that either of them would admit it.
SHORT CHAPTER AGAIN?! Sorry, people, these things just write themselves. P: R&R!
By the way, if this seems discriminating in any way towards French people, I assure you that I had no discriminatory intentions. In fact, I'm part French and just a tad protective of my heritage. :)