InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Act On It ❯ behind the scenes ( Chapter 4 )

Act on it

 

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Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha nor do I make money out of what I write. I do it just for fun. Unfortunately, Inuyasha belongs to Rumiko... *sigh*

 

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A/N: All right. I hope youenjoy this one. Being Best Actor for years has made Kagome a real bitch and it shows in how she takes everything for granted. Inuyasha has always been a jerk, so there shouldn't be an explanation for his moronic behavior :) I just love these two.

 

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“Get the fuck back here, bitch, dammit!”

 

Even the director flinched away at the superstar's obviously angry tone as everyone seemed to have scattered away, hiding into dark corners to watch the exchange. It was like a ticket to the cinema. They could all enjoy the show, but you wouldn't hear hey, where's my popcorn? or such. No one would dare.

 

Kagome resolutely ignored the usually cocky hanyou, a smug grin playing on her lips. She'd shown him, all right!

 

Trotting up to a couch on the set, she picked an unfamiliar fur coat and proceeded to push her hand through a floppy sleeve, enjoying the feel of the smooth fabric. It didn't even occur to her that it might belong to someone, since she knew she would pay that person for it - whoever it was. She just liked it, so she would take it. That's how it had been for a really long time.

 

She was harshly brought out of her musings, however, when a clawed hand grabbed her by the elbow and turned her around to face none other than an angry Inuyasha. She could almost taste the milliseconds that passed before he opened his straightforward mouth to cough up some equally straightforward words.

 

“What the Hell was that about? Who do you fucking think you are?”

 

“And here you are Mr Takahashi giving us a piece of your gallantry,” she shot back, a hint of amusement in her voice. If he were to judge by her ridiculously wide smile, he would say she was enjoying it an ounce too much.

 

His proximity was a little intimidating, but she felt like laughing. She had to give it to herself; it was the best thing she'd ever done. Stomp on Inuyasha's foot with her heels right after the director screamed CUT? Puh-lease; who else could be proud to flaunt this accomplishment? His surprised whimper was the best ever - he'd resembled a puppy so damn much. And what was even better - they had it on tape, since the cameraman had been so interested in what would come next that he decided to tape ahead.

 

“Explain yourself wench, cause I ain't got the whole damn day.”

 

“Oh, you're just embarrassed cause I revealed your true identity, puppy,” she taunted, giggling hopelessly. Here he was, completely the opposite of that cold, calculating man everyone knew him to be and she was the one who had triggered this outburst. Oh, she was so proud!

 

He was fuming; that much was obvious. And the others were all watching - that was even more obvious.

 

“What the Hell are you looking at?” he bellowed, exposing his none-too-smooth character. “And you,” he spat out looking at the annoyingly innocent-looking Kagome in front of him, “You,” he hissed again, pointing at her nose as she tried to cross her eyes to look at his finger, “this isn't over, you hear me?” She started laughing when she got dizzy.

 

Pulling her elbow from his grip, she bowed deeply, almost to the ground, saying between giggles, “As you wish, Mister Puppy.” Her laughter escalated when she was reminded that she had only pulled one arm up a sleeve when the coat suddenly fell to the ground near Inuyasha's feet.

 

She immediately straightened and broke into full-blown laughter. “See? Even the fur likes you.”

 

The look on his face was absolutely priceless as he left, blatantly ignoring the whispers and hidden chuckles.

 

She wanted war?

 

Then war it is, wench.

 

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I can't believe this! “Haha, this is so damn hilarious!” There aren't many things that make me laugh, but this is one of those lucky ones. Oh, Kagome, you're good…

 

Suddenly, Inuyasha grumbles in displeasure, deliberately showing us he's not enjoying our little fun. He is oh, so subtle. As always.

 

“I was kinda hoping you wouldn't remind them about that,” he says to his grinning wife, “It took some time for me to clear my name after that tape accidentally landed online.”

 

Kagome's laughing now, but seriously; who can blame her?

 

“So right after a cool make out session you just stomped on his foot enough to make him whimper like a useless puppy?” I ask, and laugh at the same time. Somehow, I can't seem to help myself.

 

“Hey! Watch it!” Inuyasha threatens and I laugh harder, along with his wife.

 

“Relax, honey. You get to tell the next one,” she says, a hidden promise in her eyes that makes me want to discover what they're talking about. What could it be? His grin is widely unsettling, but I can't wait to hear what he'll say next.

 

“Okay, you asked for it hon. Here goes nothing.”

 

“Wait!” Kagome exclaims, grabbing his elbow. What's going on, really? “Let me tell something first. I don't think I've ever told you that. And then you can tell them about the other thing,” she says with a wink as Inuyasha mumbles something to himself. I just hope we'll be able to decipher what he said on tape.

 

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“Oh, spill everything, Miss Ladylove,” Eri demanded enthusiastically, leaning over the table as if to hear better. Kagome just smiled knowingly and stirred her ice frappe as her three friends were dying to hear details.

 

“Come on, Honeysugar, you know you wanna tell us,” Yuka chimed in, batting her eyelashes then laughing at her own silliness.

 

“Get real, gays. You're not going to hear a word from me,” Kagome said with a smirk, crossing her chest with a manicured finger.

 

“Oh, you're so not fun,” Eri pouted, leaning back against the back rest.

 

“But then again,” Kagome said casually and the girls' interest was spiked again.

 

“All right. I made Inuyasha Takahashi whimper like the dawg he is,” she confided, wincing when she realised the whole café probably heard the outraged, simultaneous Say Whaaaaat?!

 

“Oh, get over yourselves. I stomped on his foot when he least expected it,” she disclosed, giggling madly. “But he was just so cute. Such an adorable puppy. Oh, and those totally tweakable ears!”

 

“Oh, wait till we tell everyone!” the three girls ranted excitingly and Kagome did nothing to stop them.

 

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“This is so not happening,” Inuyasha mutters, his face really sour.

 

“Believe it, loverboy. It's true. Now on with your story,” his wife says, ignoring his pout.

 

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“Oh?” Miroku asked, his eyebrow twitching.

 

“Just tell me where it is already, damn it!”

 

“Back to your old, grouchy self buddy? What happened? Or should I say, who happened?”

 

“Oh, very fucking funny. Did you just crack a joke, monk?” Inuyasha asked sarcastically, proud of himself when he saw his friend's suddenly non-too-amused expression. “Exactly. Now tell me where the Hell it is.”

 

“What do you want it for?” Miroku asked testily.

 

“Old days,” the hanyou replied with a devious grin.

 

A few hours passed until Kagome sat in the new Café her friends had recommended. It wasn't anything impressive about it; they just made a pretty good tea. She was alone, but it was by her will. She wanted a getaway. This was her perfect getaway.

 

She was about to complain to the waitress that she hadn't given her enough sugar when a hand appeared on hers. She looked at it for a couple seconds before trailing her eyes upwards. The hand was attached to a body. Weird. It was a familiar body with a familiar short, silver, fang necklace. Just like Inuyasha's.

 

Suddenly alarmed, she looked up to see Inuyasha's triumphant smirk and she scoffed.

 

“Here to enjoy some tea, Dogboy?”

 

His smirk died on his lips at her question.

 

“Keh. No, we are here to do an interview,” he said, gesturing towards the people behind them. Eyes widening, Kagome quickly straightened herself and smiled warmly. “Oh, hello, my name is Kagome Higurashi,” she told them cheerfully.

 

“We know,” they said in a similar tone.

 

While the two movie critics were discussing with Kagome a few things before the interview, Inuyasha seized the opportunity to fish an odd-looking object out of his pocket. It was a spider toy. A pretty realistic one, too. And it was big enough to fit into someone's mouth. He just hoped she wouldn't swallow it as he inspected her tea and was glad to see it was dark. Slipping the spider inside the tea, he grinned to himself.

 

Immediately, he assumed his poker face as Kagome looked at him suspiciously.

 

“What?” he asked innocently, shrugging.

 

“Nothing,” she said and took her tea, still talking to the two people.

 

Inuyasha's eyes were transfixed on her mouth that was inches apart from the edge of the tea cup, but they kept asking questions and she kept pushing it aside to answer them. He almost blew his cover when he decided to make her drink it, but suddenly, the delicious few inches disappeared as she took a biiig gulp.

 

His ears flattened against his scalp at her scream and his eyes scrunched shut. Opening his eyes, he saw that she'd spit the spider on the critics' faces along with the tea and her saliva. Damn, that was better than suspected.

 

No. What was better was that she thought it was an actual spider. And, of course, started spinning around, and squirming, and cursing, and twisting, and -

 

“Relax, wench,” he told her, grabbing a hold of her wrist to stop her from jumping around while laughing wholeheartedly at the show she was providing. He took the spider from the floor to show her it was a rubber one. “See?” he said, squeezing it to show it made a high pitched noise, “It's not a real spider.”

 

Her face was beyond imagination as her eyes darted from Inuyasha to the two appalled critics and the cameraman that undoubtedly had it all on tape.

 

Suddenly, she burst in laughter along with the half demon.

 

“That was pretty childish, Takahashi,” she noted, still laughing at the retreating critics and at herself.

 

“Yeah,” he said, leaning his arm on her shoulder and laughing along with her, “pretty childish. But I got you back.”

 

“You did,” she admitted with a smile. “But now you're going to buy me another tea. And with more sugar, too,” she added, pouting.