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Chapter 3: I'm in

"I said no!" Sango growled, shoving a spoonful of chocolate ice cream in her mouth, "I told you, the first time a guy touches me, I'm out."

"That doesn't count…right Ayame?" I look over to her, begging for help. She gave a sigh, holding her bowl of strawberry ice cream.

"Alright, Sango...that one particular guy may have been a creep," She flipped aside a strand of hair, "but Koga may have more friends who aren't like that."

I took a bite of vanilla ice cream, with cookie dough and chocolate chips in it…my favorite! We were now at my house, debating on calling…well I wanted to call the moment we walked through the door, but Ayame claimed it would make us look desperate.

"We can wait until tomorrow to give him a call," Ayame told me, then turned to Sango, "We've got your back if one of them touches you." Ayame gave her a wink and Sango smiled—a very weak and uncertain smile.

"Fine, I've got my bat if anyone tries it again."

"You can't beat up a guy, Sango!" I tell her.

"Well, all I can say is, they brought it on themselves…" Sango continued to eat her ice cream, clearly done with the topic, "Let's just enjoy tonight. We don't have school until Monday. We have a ton of movies to watch…"

Ayame picked up Iron Man, the new one with Robert Downey Jr. in it. "We can watch this one, I haven't seen it."

"Oh, my gawd!" I squeal, "You haven't seen this?" I take the movie from her, immediately tossing it into my DVD player.

"No, should I?" She cringed; Sango just gave a smile, eating more ice cream.

"Of course, Robert Downey Jr. is the hottest superhero!" I smile, eyes feeling all sparkly once more. He was the type of guy that I wanted; minus the lecher part…he really was a ladies man in the movie. I'm pretty sure he wasn't like that in real life though.

"Kagome, he is old enough to be your dad." Sango pointed out.

"Yuck!" Ayame stuck her tongue out.

"I know, I'm not saying I would date him…if only he was younger and not famous…" I sigh, shoulders falling in disappointment.

"What was that last part?" Sango asked.

"Oh, nothing…" I pushed play, starting another slumber party with my two best friends.

*Inuyasha's POV*

"You should have seen this woman!" Miroku sighed, hitting the 7 ball on the table.

"We know!" Koga and I shout. He hasn't given it a rest since him and Koga popped through the door to the club. I was starting to get seriously pissed at him too. All he went on about was some girl he felt up at a cross walk. I honestly didn't care. I strike the 3 ball and watch as it goes through the hole. "Ha, I win!"

"Well damn…" Miroku places his stick on the pool table.

"Can't play when you've got a woman stuck in your mind," I give him a smirk, holding out my hand, "pay up dude." Miroku was always the one who started the bets on who would win pool and I always won against him.

He places a few bucks in my hand and I pocket them, feeling accomplished. I then walked outside, to enjoy some fresh air.

"So, what are you going to do if they call you, Koga?" I ask, placing a cigarette between my lips, lighting it with a match.

They both look at me, dumbfounded.

"Hey, just because I don't care doesn't mean I wasn't listening!" I holler at them, resisting the urge to smack them upside the head.

"I don't really know, but that one girl was really something." Koga sighed.

"Yeah, the one called Sango was pretty hot." Miroku smiled his mind on cloud nine…or the nearest hotel…

"Well, what does this girl look like, Koga?" I ask, "not that I'm interested or anything."

"Well, she has long red-ish brown hair and brilliant green eyes." Koga closed his eyes, picturing her in his mind I'm sure. "Her rack wasn't disappointing either." He held up his hands to his chest. My eyes twitched, I hang out with such pervs…

"That was Ayame from the model magazines. She is quite the looker." Miroku said.

"Oh, really?" I asked. Ayame was famous at the school. Her long hair and childish charm won over many guys. I honestly saw nothing of interest in her, however. She was just some model, not my type.

"Yeah, I know…I'm not really into those types though." Koga looked to the side.

"Since when?" I smirk, I saw Koga flinch.

"I haven't ever been, you dumbass!" He yelled

"Oh, I'm sure! You went after that one good looking model, till she dumped you flat on your ass!" I shouted back, laughing. Koga was the kind of guy to go after models, big boobs and blonde hair—or in this case, auburn.

"You're such a dick Inuyasha!" Koga retaliated. Being called a dick when I was right sparked my anger, I wanted to yell back at him, feeling my hands clench.

Miroku yanked my arm, which was about to spring loose on Koga's face. "This is not the time, nor the place to fight."

"Yeah, whatever…" Koga hissed, shoving his fists into his pockets, "I may just keep these three to myself then."

Miroku dropped my arm, instantly at Koga's side, some childhood friend of mine…but whatever. I snuff out the cigarette, watching them walk into the club; if they wanted to chase after girls then who was I to stop them? I myself wanted a girlfriend. Who would honestly give me a chance though? I did have a girl I was serious about, but she left me. Kikyo, I wondered how she was doing. My second year in high school was the year she left for college. The same fucking college that my good for nothing brother was going to!

Whatever, I just wanted to forget her. That long raven black hair, and skin like porcelain, with eyes that could see right through your soul. Maybe one of these girls could help with that.

"Alright, I'm in." I say, closing the club door behind me.

Alright, chapter 3 is out, I hope you enjoy it. Please leave some reviews :) I would love to hear some ideas for the story. Depending on how school goes will determine how much I update. I also want to try to make the chapters a bit longer.