She was supposedly on holidays. Supposedly. But with her friends dragging her about all over the place, she wasn't exactly getting to enjoy or relax. Sure they took her to great places and they got to meet just as many great people, but it was going by in a whirlwind of places, people, color, sounds and taste.
And now, she was being dragged yet again on another adventure.
"Where are we going again?" she kept pace with her three best friends since Jr. High. She loved them dearly, she truly did, but their pace sometimes would kill her one of these days.
"Oh this restaurant some guys told us was a must. Said it was the greatest that served in southern food or something like that." Eri's bubbly answer had Kagome near cringing at just how school girl she was acting. That girl met a 'guy' a few hours after they settled into their hotel room in America and had been head over heals since.
"Ah. What do you mean, southern food?"
Seeing as Eri was sighing and cooing over the guy, who was going to meet up with them at said restaurant, Ayumi decided to answer instead. "Texan and Mexican food. It tends to be a little on the spicy side, but it's better than Ramen."
Kagome pressed a hand to her stomach at the mention of Ramen. She had eaten enough Ramen during the Shikon quest, she was sure it could feed a small village for a whole year, if not longer. Nodding her head, Kagome was only thankful for that. Most people they came across so far, were far too interested in the Japanese innovation of an easy meal.
"Ah, did Eri's guy say what we should try?"
"Well, he said his favorite was steak ribs, fried potato wedges and this spiced corn and rice mix, but the place is well known for their chimichangas."
With her brows furrowed, Kagome turned to Ayumi. "Chimney what?"
Ayumi chuckled at the confused face and could only shake her head, recalling that was the exact same reaction Yuka had. Said girl stuck out her tongue when she caught the amused glance from Ayumi.
"Chimi. Chimichanga."
Her brows still furrowed, Kagome faced forward again. It was probably a cultural name, but it did not sound appealing to her in the least. In fact, all she got was a distorted image of a dog. "Sounds like a mutated chihuahua."
This time the three girls giggled, easily seeing what Kagome was talking about. They had been a little if-y when they were described the restaurant and a few descriptions of what it served. But one shouldn't go by appearances alone, then again they hadn't seen what the food looked like, they were given vague descriptions.
A sudden blur of red and black dropping down in front of them caused all four girls to let out startled cries and rear back a step, instinctively clutching onto each other. Wide eyes watched as the figure before them stood to their complete height, which was taller than their own petite statures by two heads, if not more. He wore a complete suit that was red and black, a matching hood that covered his entire head revealing nothing about his facial appearance. If that wasn't something that threw them off, the twin blades they saw peeking over his shoulders as well as a small arsenal of weapons strapped to his body was intimidating enough. With his well muscled form, in his red and black outfit and the weapons, he made for a highly disturbing presence.
The four of them flinched back when he thrust an accusing finger in Kagome's direction, the others huddling behind her to try and stay out of the guy's line of sight. To which Kagome was mentally scoffing and thanking that they were throwing her to the wolves, so to speak.
"How dare you insult the greatness of the Chimichanga!"
Of all the things she had expected to hear from the obviously deranged man, that was the last of them. Briefly scanning the sidewalk, most of the other people had already quickly scurried away and were now watching from a safe distance. Turning her eyes back to the man, she could only blink as he maintained the rather ridiculous pose.
"... I'm sorry?" she wasn't all that sure if she was apologizing to this man about her slip up on a dish she had never heard of until a few minutes ago, or asking in a roundabout way to repeat himself.
"You better be! Besides nachos, it's a culinary dish of pure perfection!"
"If... if you say so." Kagome was desperately looking for a way out of this whole thing. It was, by far, one of the weirdest situations she had ever been in. And she had been in a lot. If there ever was a time she wanted Inuyasha to sweep in and save her, now was it.
"Of course I say so! Deep fried burrito, perfectly cooked rice and seasoned meat with a cheesey coating that just melts on your tongue..."
The four young women had begun to inch away from the man as he continued to list and describe his perfect chimichanga. Their steps were small and silent, all eyes on the man as he continued to the point they were sure he'd start drooling, and they made sure to make a wide berth around him.
"And where do you chippies think you're going?"
The three behind Kagome squeaked and clustered even closer behind her once again as their near escape came to a halt. The reason for their halt wasn't exactly the man himself, but the blade that was blocking their path. Following the blades path, Kagome eyed the man, her brows furrowing and lips twisting and pinching slightly.
"We were on our way to meeting some new friends."
"..." he tilted his head as Eri, Ayumi and Yuka hissed silent scoldings in Kagome's ears for her bold behavior towards an armed man. More importantly, deranged armed man.
"Oh why didn't you say so!" his attitude change threw them out of the loop, they could see that he was smiling beneath his mask by the subtle shifting from beneath it. He started towards them with quick and confident strides, the three girls using Kagome as a shield between him and themselves.
Sputtering for a few moments, Kagome could only twist her head to look over her shoulder at her own struck stupid friends as the deranged man looped his arm through her own and began dragging her away.
"What are you doing?!" she so wanted to rip her arm away, but two factors were stopping her. First, he could easily flip his mood and draw one of his weapons against her. Not that she wouldn't put up a fight against him, but she couldn't do much against a gun full of bullets. And secondly, his hold on her arm was pretty damn tight. Not painfully so, interestingly enough, but tight nonetheless.
"You said you were meeting new friends! I'd like to include myself in this fine excursion. Besides, I know this great little restaurant that serves the perfect chimichangas."
"What are you going on about?! You can't just-!"
Her rant was interrupted by a ringing cell, to which the obviously bi-polar man answered. "Deadpool's talk show, you're on the air!"
His sudden stop yanked Kagome back from taking the next step unexpectedly, causing her to tumble in the man's side, muttering the whole time under her breath about how her life had just gotten back to normal. She glared at some innocent spot on the sidewalk as she heard her friends scuffling just behind them and their hissing whispers to themselves.
"Ah, got distracted I'm afraid. This pretty little thing invited me on the perfect date once she saw the irresistible me."
"This isn't a date! This is a kidnapping!" she scoffed as she glared up at the man.
He tilted his head down at her, cocking it to the side slightly. "Isn't that the same thing?"
Choking back her urge to let loose a rage created cry, Kagome decided to let her emotions get the better of her instead. "Are you crazy?! In what world is kidnapping the same as a date?!"
He turned to face forward, though his entire attention was on the cell phone. "Listen, the wife's upset. Looks like I'll end up sleeping on the couch tonight. I'll talk to you later about the job."
Kagome reared back as far as she could from the man, eyes so wide it actually hurt. The man really was crazy! She began to struggle out of his hold in earnest, there was no way she was going to have another whack-job male in her life. He simply tucked his cell away and stared down at her. When tugging on her arm or trying to pull it free did nothing, she kicked him as hard as she could in the shin, letting out a pleased huff when he instantly let her go to to hop around on one leg as he tried to sooth where she kicked.
She may have put a little extra something into it, but he had it coming. She was more shocked that it had affected him as it had. Lifting her chin up high and throwing her shoulders back, Kagome started marching back towards the hotel, her mood for the outing having long since been shot down.
"Hey! Wait up!"
"Don't follow me!" her strides went as wide as she could make them, she was all but running now, and her anger mounting all the more when she heard him do the exact opposite by following her.
"What about our date?"
"There was no date! Now leave me alone before I hurt you and call the cops!" she tossed over her shoulder with a quick glare in his direction. Her eyes narrowed as she saw him giving chase after her, hobbling a few steps before he quickly jogged to catch up with her.
"Don't be like that! But hey, if you want to skip out on the cheesy chimichanga experience for something a little more physical, I'm all for it!"
"If you so much as touch me, or even think about touching me, I'll remove that important part of your anatomy that enables you to procreate with a rusty, dull and hot butter knife."
"Ooo~ I love it when you talk dirty to me."
"Oh my god... Just go away!"
Eri, Ayumi and Yuka watched with wide eyes as their friend turned the corner the man following right after her heels like a puppy. They were rather unsure of what to do, the entire situation had been nothing but up and down since the weirdo seemingly dropped out of the sky.
As if sharing the same thought, all three looked up, seeing nothing more than the canopy of a tree that stood next to them and the lines of buildings in various heights. Blinking a few times, their eyes fell on the corner their friend had disappeared around.
"Should we go after them, call the police, or hope for the best and continue on to meeting the guys?" Yuka spoke up, her slightly unsure voice bringing the entire street back to life.
"I really don't want to be near that maniac again. But in saying that, I'm worried about Kagome being alone with him." Ayumi replied, but not really answering the question.
"How about this... We continue on to meet the guys, but call the police and let them know of the situation. Tell them Kagome was being stalked and said stalker is at our hotel room. That should work." Eri spoke up, eyes still on the corner, hoping Kagome to reappear, but without the crazy man behind her.
"Isn't that a little... cruel? To leave her alone to handle... that?" Yuka waved an arm in the general direction their friend disappeared.
Eri turned towards the other two, brown eyes wide as they blinked. "With or without Kagome, do you really want to be near that man?"
Yuka turned her head away to break the eye contact. Eri just nodded her head, and then turned her attention towards Ayumi, whom did the same thing. "As I thought. Besides, Kagome seemed able to handle him... somewhat. So we'll call the police and then go meet the guys. All we can do is pray to the Kamis that Kagome survives this and that creep is gone when we get back."
With no other idea of what to do, they called the police and notified their concern about the strange that had followed their friend. It wasn't until the police told them they did the right thing and they would send someone, that Yuka spoke up.
"Wait. If he's following Kagome, that means he'll know where we're staying!"
All three turned towards the corner with wide terrified eyes at the corner and felt a slight chill run down their backs. They should have just listened to Kagome and just stay in this morning after the slightly wild party and drinking the night before.
Well, there went their vacation. To hell in a handbasket.
AN: Had time, so I decided to update this one first. Since everything else is at home on my computer there. But I will update Daddy Dearest and Unexpected today as well... Just... later. As well as posting this on AO3. Read, enjoy, and review!