InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A Miracle Called Love ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )

Disclaimer: I do not, and never will, own Inuyasha. He is the property of a genius by the name of Rumiko Takahashi.

 

Author's Note: So what do you guys think so far? I hope you're enjoying it. This chapter is dedicated to my reviewers, Palmerdreams and Autumn_the_Reviewer. Thank you for your review, and this one's for you!!

Xoxo Dragon Queen23

 

Chapter 2:

 

…The night was dark and cold, but not unwelcoming. A gentle breeze swept through the trees, carrying the scent of jasmine and vanilla to the hanyou sitting on a branch in a tall tree. He closed his golden eyes as he inhaled the scent, and his dog-ears twitched as he listened for the approach of the woman to whom the scent belonged; for it could only be a woman who possessed such an enchanting scent. He waited for what seemed like hours, but there was still no sign of a woman. He was puzzled, for the scent of jasmine and vanilla was growing stronger. Not long after, the hanyou could see a snakelike shadow wind its way through the trees. The shadow moved into the moonlight, and the hanyou saw a flash of emerald green as the thing approached him. It wound itself around his torso, and then rested its head on his shoulder. For some reason, this position was very familiar to the hanyou, who relaxed enough to rest his cheek against the things head.

“Are you injured?” it asked in its soft, feminine voice.

“No; that demon was a weakling.”

“I'm glad,” she said as they lapsed into a comfortable silence. The wind blew gently, and the hanyou could smell jasmine and vanilla, and this time the scent seemed to come from the thing wrapped around him.

“What are you?” he asked as he ran his clawed hand over its silky body. It moved, unwinding itself and looked him in the eye.

“I am…”

 

“What? You are a what?” Inuyasha yelled as he woke up sweating and swearing. He was in an even worse mood when he realised that because he was now fully human that he couldn't find the enchanting scent that had been taunting him last night and tonight. The scent hadn't just teased him in his dreams, however; it had been faint but noticeable the entire time he had been at school yesterday. For some reason, the beautiful face of the new girl popped into his head. He groaned and got out of bed, noticing that it was only 4am. Damn it! Can't even get a decent night's sleep because of some stupid scent.

“But what was it?” he wondered aloud as he paced the floor of his bedroom. “I hate the night of the new moon!” Inuyasha walked over to his window and looked up at the black moon. It was the night of the new moon, which meant that his human blood took over. Fortunately, it was only from sunset to sunrise, and only happened once a month. Another side effect of having his human blood take over was that that day his human emotions would be much stronger, and it made him less arrogant and selfish. Those same emotions had proved troublesome when he had been dealing with the new girl yesterday. Luckily, he would be back to normal in a couple of hours, and wouldn't have to worry about acting so nice anymore. He still didn't know why he had felt as if he needed to comfort her and protect her and hold her and kiss her and -

“Whoa, hold up!” Inuyasha exclaimed aloud. “Comfort her, protect her, hold her and kiss her? What the hell is wrong with me? Stupid human emotions messing with my head,” he muttered as he looked at his alarm clock again. Hmm, almost half past five; the sun will be up soon, he thought as he turned back to the window, waiting for the sunrise. Normally he would have gone back to sleep, but he was feeling a little disturbed by the way that he was thinking of Kagome, so he decided to stay awake and welcome the change from human to hanyou. The room was silent for a long time as Inuyasha stood at the window, his dark brown eyes fixed on the mountains. A breeze blew through one of the many open windows in his room and pushed his hair over his shoulder and into his face. Inuyasha sighed and irritably pushed his silky black hair back over his shoulder, where it fell smoothly to his hips. Just as it settled itself, a soft light began to glow around Inuyasha, and he growled as he watched the sun begin to rise over the top of the mountain. The light intensified, and Inuyasha began to transform. His black hair lightened until it turned silver, and lengthened a little so that it reached past his hips. His human ears slowly sank back into his skull as his dog ears appeared on the top of his head. His blunt human canines grew longer and sharper, and at the same time his short human fingernails transformed into sharp, lethal claws. Inuyasha seemed to pulse, and his expression grew arrogant and smug as his demon senses awoke. He sniffed experimentally as his ears twitched, and his grin grew wider as he realised that all his senses were as they should be.

“Ah, to be demon again,” Inuyasha murmured as he flexed his claws. He looked at his clock again and muttered, “Six o'clock. Have to go to school in two hours. No point going back to sleep now.” Deciding to take a bath, Inuyasha walked into the bathroom connected to his room. The room was stunning; made of black marble, the bath, sink and shower were all beautifully crafted to sooth and give pleasure. Inuyasha leaned over the enormous bath and turned on the taps, watching as the bath filled with hot water. While the bath was being filled, he slowly stripped off his boxers, which were the only things he wore to sleep. He normally slept raw, but Sesshomaru was home and Inuyasha didn't want to risk it. He shuddered to think of Sesshomaru walking in and seeing him naked. Gross, don't even go there! He told himself as he checked the water. He deemed the water to be perfect, and turned the taps off as he slipped in. Ah, this is the life, he thought as he leaned back and closed his eyes.

 

On the other side of town, a sleepy-eyed Kagome dragged herself out of bed and into the bathroom to take a shower. She usually took a bath, but she knew that she would probably fall asleep and drown that morning. She was exhausted, because sleep was not the refuge that it was to most people. For the past two nights she had been dreaming of a handsome, silver haired hanyou who wore a red haori. It was so strange, because he seemed so familiar to her, but she knew she had never met him before. It was the same with the places she had seen him. They were so familiar to her, but she knew she had never been there before, because it seemed to be in the country. Then again, the country was not as peaceful and uninhabited as the place that she had dreamed about. Oh well, she thought as she slipped out of her singlet top and short pyjama bottoms and stood under the hot spray. She reached for the shampoo and quickly massaged it into her hair, then rinsed it out. Kagome slowly massaged conditioner into her hair as her mind wandered, thinking back to the day before. School is awful! Kagome thought, shuddering. There had been so many boys and she had been so shy and barely said a word. Not to mention that she had seemed to spend the whole day with a blush on her face. Boys were so noisy and energetic and good gods some of them were perverts. That guy Miroku had seemed nice enough, even though Inuyasha had said he was a pervert, but lots of the other guys made her feel so nervous. She had walked around with her head down, not speaking to anyone, and had literally quivered in fear when a boy had talked to her. Kagome groaned when she remembered what an idiot she had been. Get a grip girl, you're seventeen years old, you should be used to guys talking to you, not acting like some wimp! She sighed, then blushed when she thought about how much of a klutz she had been around that Inuyasha guy. He was absolutely gorgeous with his long silver hair, gold eyes and oh those ears! He had the most adorable little dog ears that made her just want to reach out and stroke them. A hanyou, she thought. I'd never met a youkai or a hanyou before. I didn't think they were so nice. And he had been nice. He had shown her around and let her sit next to him and hadn't minded when she was being clumsy. He had even caught her when she tripped on the desk leg, catching her and holding her in his arms, cradling her to him and looking into her eyes like she was the most - wait, what am I thinking! Kagome yelled at herself. For crying out loud, you only just met the guy and now you're fantasising about him! Get a grip and stop it! Besides, no guy can look as good as he did. When you go to school today you'll see him and he won't be anywhere as good looking as you think he did! Kagome shook her head and washed the conditioner out of her hair. She got out of the shower, dried herself and put on her school uniform, and went downstairs for breakfast.

 

*

 

Kagome quickly got her books for class out of her locker as she tried not to get trampled by all the people running through the halls. She was really jumpy, because for some strange reason, three guys had come over to talk to her and ask her to go out with them. Kagome had been really shocked, and had blushed and stammered out an “I'll think about it”, because she hadn't thought that they would accept a “no” if she stammered while she said it. She was just about to close her locker when a masculine voice from behind her said,

“Good morning Lady Kagome.” Kagome shrieked and spun around, dropping some of her books. She leaned down to pick them up and bumped heads with someone. When she looked up, she found herself staring into Miroku's violet eyes.

“O-oh, good morning Miroku,” she stuttered, blushing ten shades of red. “I'm so sorry I screamed.”

“Do not trouble yourself about it dear Kagome. I must apologize for frightening you,” Miroku said as he held his hand out to her. The young woman hesitantly took his hand and blushed again.
“I'm really sorry about that. You see, I've always been home schooled and I've never talked to a man I wasn't related to before, and I was so nervous yesterday and I guess I still am because I'm babbling and I'm sorry,” Kagome said as she trailed off, ducking her head and looking like she wished she could just fall through the floor. Miroku chuckled and hooked his arm through hers as they walked to homeroom together.

“Don't worry about it; I'm used to girls screaming around me. How was your first day?”

“It was terrible! I was so nervous, and I couldn't stop blushing and I stammered every time I talked! And I was so clumsy that I even tripped over a desk leg! A desk leg for crying out loud!” Kagome complained as Miroku grinned at her.

“Don't worry; none of us will think any less of you for it,” he told the girl as they sat down at their desks. They sat in silence for a few minutes, then Kagome suddenly asked,

“Are you and Sango dating?” There was a loud thump as Miroku fell off his seat onto the floor. Kagome sniggered as he scrambled up off the floor, his face as red as hers had been earlier.

“No, we aren't dating!” Miroku exclaimed as he sat back down, scowling. “But I'd like to go out with her,” he said wistfully.

“Then why don't you ask her out?” Kagome asked, puzzled. Miroku sighed sadly and shook his head.

“She wouldn't go out with me even if I asked her to. My hands are cursed, you see; they are drawn to women's bottoms like magnets, and so I get called a pervert because of it.”

“Oh, so that's why Santo kept smacking you,” Kagome said as she watched Miroku hang his head. She then looked at his hands suspiciously. “You aren't going to try to touch me are you?”

“No, of course not Lady Kagome!” Miroku exclaimed as he looked at the young woman. “Even though you do have the most adorable b—”

“Miroku! What are you doing to the poor girl; her face is as red a tomato!” Sango exclaimed as she sat down next to Kagome, flipping her shoulder-length brown hair over her shoulder. She smiled at Kagome and motioned towards Miroku. “Don't mind Miroku; he's a pervert, and his hands aren't cursed, that's just his excuse for groping women.”

“Sango, you're going to scare the poor girl away if you keep insulting me like this!” the man in question said, turning to Kagome with an earnest expression on his face. “Kagome, I must admit, I do not always have the most honourable intentions towards women, but I assure you that I would never treat you in a way that would make you uncomfortable.”

“Why?” Kagome asked, a little worried by what Sango had said.

“Because you seem like a genuinely nice girl that I would enjoy being friends with, and I would hate to make you uncomfortable,” he told her earnestly as he stared into her chocolate brown eyes. Kagome nodded slowly and smiled at him.

“Okay Miroku; I believe you, and I would be honoured to have you as a friend,” she told him, her smile widening. She stiffened in her seat when she heard a deep, husky voice say “Morning Sango; Miroku.” A tall, warm body brushed past her and sat next to Miroku, and Kagome looked over to see Inuyasha talking to Kikyo. She blinked and blushed a little as she realised that he did look as good as he had yesterday. His eyes were still pure gold, his hair was still gorgeous and silver and his body was hard with muscle. His uniform of a white dress shirt and black slacks only emphasised how gorgeous his body was; the white shirt clung to his torso and strained against the muscles in his broad shoulders, and his slacks clung to his powerful legs. Kagome blushed when she realised that she was ogling him, and while he was talking to his girlfriend, no less. It was then that Kagome noticed that Inuyasha had said good morning to everyone but her, even though she was sitting between his friends. A small streak of hurt hit her when she realised that Inuyasha had purposely ignored her. She turned back to Miroku and gave him a puzzled look when she noticed that he seemed to be glaring at Inuyasha.

“Miroku?” she asked. He whipped his head around and smiled at her.
“Sorry about that Kagome,” Miroku said, smiling at her. “I just sort of spaced out for a minute.”

“That's okay Miroku,” Kagome replied as she turned to the front of the classroom when the teacher began to call the roll. She shot Inuyasha a perplexed glance but put it out of her mind as the teacher began reading the morning messages.

 

*

 

Inuyasha found himself glancing at Kagome for the seventh time that lesson and shook his head. For crying out loud man, stop looking at her! You have a girlfriend who's beautiful and smart and confidant, unlike Kagome, who can barely speak without stuttering…

Yeah but she has a great smile, Inuyasha's youkai told him, reminding him of the beautiful smile Kagome had given Miroku as Inuyasha had walked through the door. Inuyasha had stopped in the doorway; frozen as he stared at Kagome, jealousy pouring into him at the knowledge that the beautiful young woman had never smiled at him like that. The jealousy had been unfounded, of course, as Miroku was deeply in love with Sango, but it still made Inuyasha's hackles rise when Kagome smiled at another man like that. He had stood frozen in the doorway until Kikyo had come up behind him. Inuyasha had turned to Kikyo and kissed her, trying to erase Kagome from his mind and fill it with her instead. Inuyasha glanced over at Kagome again, and still thinking of her smile, the hanyou's gaze fell to the young woman's lush mouth.

I bet she'd taste good, his youkai speculated. So sweet, and gods that mouth is just begging to be kissed!

Shut up! We're dating Kikyo, not Kagome! Kagome is not important and I wish you would stop talking about her mouth, even if it is soft…and lush and…looks so sweet… Inuyasha's demon smirked when he felt Inuyasha wavering.

And don't forget about that delectable little body of hers. She's got the most amazing long legs, a tiny waist, silky hair, and eyes you could drown in. And we almost did yesterday when we held her in our arms. Such a tiny body and don't deny that you felt her breasts pressing against us.

It doesn't matter! Inuyasha yelled at his inner youkai. We're dating Kikyo so Kagome is not important!

“Inuyasha, come on, snap out of it man!” Miroku yelled as he shoved Inuyasha.

“Huh? What is it Miroku?” Inuyasha asked irritably as he glared at his best friend.

“Inuyasha, the lesson is over and it's lunchtime; we need to eat,” Miroku said as he headed towards the doorway. “And what were you thinking this morning huh? Why were you so rude to Kagome? You didn't even say good morning to her and she was sitting right between Sango and me. What is going on with you?”

“Nothing is going on Miroku, and it's none of your business who I do or don't say good morning to,” Inuyasha growled, unhappy at being questioned by his closest friend.

“Well you had better get your act together Inuyasha, because she doesn't deserve to be hurt by your insensitivity,” Miroku growled back, tossing a glare at Inuyasha before leaving for the cafeteria. Inuyasha growled, then started muttering as he followed Miroku to the lunch room.

 

Kagome sat with Sango at a table in the cafeteria, talking as they ate their lunch.

“What happened after we left yesterday?” Sango asked just as Kagome swallowed a mouthful of pineapple juice. Kagome immediately started choking and coughing as her juice went down the wrong pipe. Sango jumped up and started patting Kagome on the back, trying to get the girl to stop choking. Unfortunately for Kagome, her coughing only increased, to the point where she could barely breathe. Just as she felt like she was going to die from lack of oxygen, Kagome felt a warm hand brush over her throat and up to her temple. There was a faint pressure, and her world went black.

 

Inuyasha looked at the girl in his arms and shook his head, wondering how one girl could get into so much trouble. She looks exhausted, he thought as he breathed in the faint part of her scent that wasn't shielded, something sweet and flowery. Isn't she getting enough sleep? Oh for crying out loud, stop thinking about the girl and just stop her from choking to death! He told himself. Inuyasha stood up with Kagome cradled in his arms and sat down in the seat she had just been occupying. He shifted her so that she was lying on him, her back to his front. Inuyasha grabbed his bottle of water and held it up to Kagome's lips, tipping a small amount into her mouth. He then massaged her throat gently to make the water go down. Once it was done, he gently shook her and called her name.

“Kagome, wake up. Come on Kagome, wake up,” he said, gently shaking her shoulders. Kagome's dark brown eyes opened slowly and she peered up at Inuyasha in confusion.

“I-nu-ya-sha?” she asked. She blinked owlishly at him until she realised how close together they were. Kagome blushed and started squirming in Inuyasha's lap, trying to get away from him. Inuyasha mentally groaned as he felt her soft bottom pressing against him, and when he felt himself growing hard, quickly lifted her off his lap and placed her in the seat next to him. Miroku, Sango and Kikyo gathered around Kagome, asking her if she was alright.

“Yes, I'm fine,” Kagome told them, her face still red from her blush.

“If you weren't such a klutz all the time, you wouldn't do stupid things like that wench!” Inuyasha snapped, and watched her face pale.

“I-I-I…”

“For crying out loud stop stammering and just say whatever the hell it is you wanted to say,” he told her, angry for some unknown reason.

“It's just…I wanted to…”

“I just told you, spit it out! And get a move on because we don't have all day!”
“Inuyasha!” Sango, Miroku and Kikyo gasped as Kagome paled even further, and all traces of her scent suddenly disappeared. Kagome reached for her school bag and clutched it to her chest as she scrambled up from her seat. She took one look at Inuyasha's face and fled.

 

 

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