Kagome wasn't a pretty sleeper. She didn't dream peacefully but turned and rolled more than five times at night. As she lay in a quiet bedroom, the sunbeams hit her face only when she woke and moved the pillow which had been covering her face for a quite while. The slight marks on her cheek were a proof of that. She sighed and looked around but Inuyasha was nowhere to be seen. As she slowly got up, her sore back reminded her about last night's long and absolutely amazing sex.

Her eyes fell on a dark gown in a chair. The material was rough in her hands as she carefully pulled it up, then decided to try it on. It was too big for her but she couldn't take it off after the smell of Inuyasha closed around her. She realized she hadn't been so fascinated about a man for a long while, if ever.

When she walked out of the bedroom she had a thought that an apartment as clean as this was very suspicious. She had an urge to snuffle but knowing better, she focused on finding the owner of the apartment. It only took few seconds that she spotted his figure on the balcony, leaning over the railing. She couldn't help but smile softly.

Kagome opened the balcony's glass door and her eyes widened as she saw the lower part of his body.
He was fully naked. Only thing he was wearing was the smoke in his mouth. He turned to look at her and raised his right black eye brow. "Why are you grinning like that?"

"No reason," she swallowed the rising laughter. "Slept well?"

He took the smoke out of of his mouth and opened it as to say something but then let it go. He sipped the smoke one more time before threw it down on the street. He gave her a smirk. "Not much. I didn't have time."

"Sorry," she shrugged, grinning again. It was almost scary how smiley she felt.

"You know, Kagome," he came closer and grabbed the band of the morning gown. "This is mine."

"You may want to show your magnificent body to your neighbors but I don't," she shot back, touching his fingers.

"I wonder why, yours isn't so bad either," he let the band go and grabbed her hand instead. "Besides you could have used your clothes."

"Too much trouble," she said and slowly kissed him lightly on the lips. He pulled her closer and didn't let go so she lingered for a moment before pulling away. "You know, I don't usually do this."

"What?"

"Meet a guy for first time then go to his place."

"Correction; yesterday wasn't a first time. At first time there was you and your killer legs."

She chuckled. "My point is that I guess that you're special," he didn't answer but kept his eyes on her own ones. "I just wanted to say that."

"Alright", he nodded. "I can think about that while I'm drinking my coffee," he saw her frown and smiled. "You want?"

She smiled back, pulling a curl of a hair behind her ear. "Yeah, please."

He touched the back of her ear, pulling the curl out before walking past her to the kitchen. If she didn't knew herself better she would have guessed that she was actually blushing - her face felt hot.

In the kitchen Kagome pressed her back against a sink and watched him work on the coffee. He had bothered to put pants on this time but Kagome wouldn't have minded if he hadn't. "Can I help?" she asked.

"You could tell me your last name."

"Higurashi. And yours is Hayashi, right?"

"How did you figure that out?"

"I'm not blind," she announced. "I saw the name on your door last night."

"And I thought I kept you busy."

"I'm never that busy."

His answer to her teasing was to pull her closer and kiss her long and meticulously. She was out of breath after that and Inuyasha looked satisfied. "I still can't figure you out, you know."

"You have tried?"

"Yeah," he let go of her and placed two mugs on his small table.

"Do you want to keep trying?" he didn't answer right away, just looked at her and that made her nervous. "Seriously speaking, what do you want with me?"

"I don't know," he sighed. He took his time to pour down coffee for them and sat on the down. As he stretched his long legs she wanted to kick them but decided to just stand and stare. "At least I want you to stop mopping."

"I'm not," she sat down too and took the blue mug into her hands. "I'm just thinking that maybe I should leave."

"Huh, why?" for the first time he looked confused. "What did I do?"

"Nothing, it's... it's me," she didn't know either. She had never been that person who waited for a call and thought about what would be the next step in the relationship. She didn't honestly do relationships, she just had fun with someone for a while then had fun with an other. It was easier that way because then there wouldn't be that step where she had to tell about herself. Or actually about himself. No, stop thinking like that, she closed her eyes tightly. You're a woman. A woman. You have always been, deep inside.

"Hey," she felt him touch her hair and flinched. He pulled his hand away and didn't meet her eyes. "Fine. I'm not good to talk about these things. You said you don't usually do this. Well I do. I know it's nothing to be proud of but me and my friend - we are like that."

"I see," she answered. She didn't judge him, neither she had right to. It wasn't very different from her style - nothing serious.

"But it doesn't mean that you're not, special."

"Don't say that," she frowned. "I told you I'm not blind."

"If you're getting mad now then yeah, you are," he grabbed her long hair but didn't pull it. "Where you with me last night at all? You're unbelievable, the sex unbelievable. Even now when your hair is like this, a mess, and your right cheek is red," she touched her skin, harsh from sleep, "you look... And I still want you, I've wanted you all the time since you woke up. So shouldn't that tell you that for me you're a special case too?"

She drew her breath and slowly raised her hand, sliding it from his throat to his chest. "So that means I can stay for a while?" she also grabbed his hair. "Because when you speak words like that, it makes me want to go down on my knees and take them in. Take you in," she grinned wildly.

She saw how he flinched but it was a good flinch and now he was really pulling her hair. She didn't mind at all.

If she was special to him too then she couldn't figure him out, either.

AN:

Like I've said in my profile I've been very sick and I still am but also I'm a little better and that gives me the strength to write. So for the hiatus. Thanks for reading and please leave a comment!