InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Black Out ❯ Hot Stuff ( Chapter 5 )

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Flirt-verb 1.to court triflingly or act amorously without serious intentions; play at love; coquet. 2.to move with a jerk or jerks; dart about 3. An act that really get Kagome P.O.ed

Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 01.20.2007 | Updated On: 01.20.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 307 | Status: Completed

The doors began to close as Kagome saw Inuyasha walk off. She punched the “door open” button and ran after him.

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” she shouted, making him turn around. Suddenly she felt it wasn't a good idea to confront him. If looks could kill, Inuyasha was shooting a barrage of bullets.

“You should know Danm well what that means!” He tossed his arms out to the side, as if it added to his point.

“No I don't Inuyasha,” she said, picking up her pace to keep up with him. They moved though the large crowds on the New York City street, though it wasn't terribly crowded, for NYC anyway. They must have walked a good half a block before a building let out a wave of people through its doors, smashing the two musicians against each other, plastered to the side of the cold hard stone of the building. Kagome was able to maneuver her self to face Inuyasha. She looked up, since she only was able to reach his chest and said, “tell me.”

“Get off,” he groaned, pushing against her, only to be roughly pushed back against the wall again.

“I can't. We have to wait for the crowd to pass,” she replied, wincing slightly as someone elbowed her in the side.

Inuyasha smirked, “You're in New York City baby, no such thing as a light crowd.”

Kagome felt a pang of pain in her back, pushing her completely up against Inuyasha.

“Danm honey, I had no idea you were like that,” Inuyasha half moaned. A group of old women sat on a bench next to them, squished together uncomfortably. They turned to each other, disgusted at the implied actions of the two. “Don't worry ladies; I don't think she'll start again. We just got done a good six rounds upstairs.” He smirked at them, knowing they fully well couldn't stand up and leave.

“Inuyasha,” Kagome growled. He looked down at her with a smirk and looked the old woman closest to them in the eyes.

“I must be somethin', `cause the girl can't stop moaning my name!” Suddenly the crowd lightened and the old ladies stood up and hurriedly rushed off, muttering things about morals and “young women going around like common whores”. Kagome pushed off Inuyasha and crossed her arms across her chest.

“You make some first impression, don't you?” she let out a groan of frustration and pulled on his wrist. He let Kagome drag him all the way to a small coffee shop she knew well and hung out at often. Forcing him into a plush chair she sat across from him, glaring. “Now, what exactly should I know to make this all work, Inuyasha? I'm here to stay and nothing you could do is going to make me leave.”

“What the hell are we doing here? Kagome, we are on break and I'm not going to spend mine here with you.” Inuyasha stood up to leave but Kagome beat him to it, shoving his shoulders. He sat back down. “What the hell is wrong with you?”

“What did you mean when you left the elevator?” Kagome asked, folding her hands in her lap.

“I think you know well what I mean, and no way am I discussing it with you,” he spat. Kagome glared at him, only for it to be returned.

“You know, for having done nothing against you, you defiantly have some problems with me. And that little display in front of those elderly women was absolutely—,”

“You mean those old hags? Please, with that skirt you're wearing, they would have called you a whore anyway.” He turned and smiled at a cute waitress, only to cause her to stumble slightly, almost spilling four cappuccinos. Kagome just stared at him, open-mouthed. He did not just say that and…and…!

The waitress walked over to them, giving Kagome an ice-cold glare before she turned to Inuyasha, giving him the cheesiest smile possible. She leaned close to Inuyasha, and Kagome noticed her top four buttons were un-done on her uniform. Kagome rolled her eyes. Oh brother. Laying it on a little thick, honey!

The waitress put hand on his shoulder, a little too close to his chest. “Anything I can do for you, honey?” she asked, licking her lips.

Anything I can do for you, not anything I can get for you.

Inuyasha just smiled and leaned a little closer to her, making the waitress blush a little. Kagome sat in a huff in her chair, ignored. Her cheeks grew red and she swore steam came out of her ears. She stood up.

“Inuyasha?” She was ignored. “Innnnuuuuuyyyyaaaaaasssshhaaaa?” she cooed. He looked up at her. Kagome grabbed one of the scolding hot drinks by the handle and dumped it on his pants, more so…his crotch.

“What the hell!” he shouted, standing up so quickly his head knocked into the slutty waitress'. Her head shot back and she dropped the rest of her drinks, sending a terrible crash ringing throughout the room. Inuyasha looked up at her like she was Lucifer standing right in front of him. Kagome smiled and waved, heading for the door. She stopped right before she left and turned to face him.

“See you at practice, honey!” she said, walking through the door and back out into the busy New York street. She left in such a hurry; she didn't even notice the standing ovation the other customers gave her. She didn't see Inuyasha forced to pay for the broken cups and lost drinks. She didn't see the waitress get yelled at by her manager. She didn't see how the other customers cheered as the waitress was fired for inappropriate behavior, violation of the employee dress code, and for just being a pain with her ongoing flirting with male customers. Kagome Higurashi walked out onto the bust street with only one thought buzzing around in her head.

This is so stupid. I can't believe I'm even thinking about it. Kagome pondered in her head silently. Why did I do that? Why did I get so annoyed by their flirting? I should have just gotten up and walked out. She came to the idea that there was a perfectly reasonable explanation to why she acted the way she did.

The only thing that scared her was, she had no idea what that reason was.

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