InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Double or Nothing: Take the Money & Run ❯ Of Doughnuts & Bullets ( Chapter 8 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Inuyasha to Kagome:
�What can I say wench? I like ya�alive. Watch.� He pointed at the windows of the white van. Kagome heard a popping nose and saw the windows explode. �Shit!�

Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 12.04.2005 | Pages: 4 | Words: 3.6K | Visits: 439 | Status: Completed

Chapter Eight:Of Doughnuts & Bullets

Kagome slept a few hours on her couch and was rudely awakened when someone started tickling her neck with a strand of her own hair. She shoved the hand away.

“Go away. It's not time to get up…” She sighed and buried her face in her pillow.

“It's eight thirty, and you are half an hour late. If you insist on wasting my time then I want my gun back.”

This declaration had her sitting straight up and crack! She bumped heads with Koga who was leaning over her. Kagome rubbed the knot growing on her forehead and squinted at him through one eye. She'd slept in her contact lenses and her eyes were dry and sticky but she knew they were telling her the truth. Her apartment had been invaded yet one more time.

“So, ever heard of a doorbell?” Her tone was dry and very put out.

He shook his head. “Babe, yours is busted.”

Oh yeah… She'd forgotten. But then it wasn't as if he was offering to fix it. “Okay then, what about knocking.”

Koga fished a black band from his pocket and began pulling his thick, long hair back. “Nah, knocking's so pedestrian.”

Kagome ran her hands over her bed head. “That doesn't even make sense!” She squinted up at him in the bright light of her bare light bulbs. Something was amiss… She sat up from the couch holding the bed sheet up to her chin even though she was still fully dressed.

She realized what was different and asked, “Hey since when are your eyes blue?”

Koga blinked then shrugged. “They've always been blue.”

Kagome thought back on the many times during the previous day she'd watch him openly ogle her. “No they were definitely brown.” She stood up and stretched.

“Okay, I was wearing contacts.” His confession was odd. Why was it such a big deal?

“Why?” Kagome began digging through her closet in search of suitable clothing to go jogging. Though she didn't know why she was bothering. She hated exercise and most likely was going to be doing more watching from the sidelines than actual running.

“I had thing yesterday and I needed to be incognito.” He was being purposely mysterious. Kagome hoped it wasn't an attempt to make himself more attractive, because honestly it wasn't working. Right?

Kagome pointed out, “But you look the same as you did yesterday cept your eyes are blue.”

Koga didn't bother explaining himself. He only offered, “I changed before I met you at the shooting range.”

Koga pulled out a pair of sweat pants and a hooded long sleeved shirt. Koga leaned against the door and crossed his arms. “So? Whatcha waiting for?”

Kagome pointed to the tiny door off the minuscule kitchen. “I'm going to change.”

He shrugged and played with the gold hoop in the top of his ear. “No need to do that. Change here. It'll be faster and ya ain't got much that I haven't already seen.”

Kagome's face burned. How many guys had said this to her in the past twenty four hours? She stomped over to the bathroom. “I'll be out in a minute.” Then she slammed the door.

Koga heard an odd noise and paced the room for it's source. He stopped over the hedgehog cage and heard it again, a low grumbling noise. He looked down and saw Bartleby stretched out on his side, eyes closed, his white belly moving up and down with each breath.

Koga called softly, “Kagome?”

She answered from behind the safety of the bathroom door, “Yeah?”

“Does your critter snore?”

She laughed, “Like a little freight train.”

Koga shook his head. “You need a better guard dog. He'd sleep through the apocalypse.”

He heard the smile her voice. “Yeah but that's part of his charm.”

_-_-_-_-_

Jogging with Koga was the equivalent of dying and going to hell; except here Satan had a fine pair of legs even if he was an ass.

Koga turned his head as he passed Kagome for the second time. “You've got to keep up!”

She was on her third lap and was certain she was dying. She had to be, for that was the only explanation for why she felt so horrible. Kagome stopped to lean against the fence while she gasped for air. A sharp stitch in her side screamed.

Koga jogged past effortlessly his hair blowing behind him. “If you get off your ass and keep it up then you can still make a thirteen minute mile!”

“Really” muttered Kagome from between clenched teeth. “Ya don't say. But if I do that today then what'll be left for tomorrow.”

Much to her disgust, Koga in his tiny shorts and pointy ears had caught every word. “Tomorrow is the ten minute mile.”

Kagome pushed herself away from the fence refusing to give up. Of course her definition of not giving up was finishing the run, but not necessarily in thirteen minutes. The fact she had to drive past the doughnut store, with it's fresh doughnut sign lit up and warm windows fogging over in the cold morning air, to get to the track was criminal enough.

She pushed herself and made it through the fourth lap but it was the visions of doughnuts that motivated her. She had money from the sale of her table and was planning on stopping by the bakery come hell or high water.

Koga was waiting for her by the finish line. He clapped her on her back. “Babe, good work!” He checked his watch. “Just under twelve minutes too. Maybe tomorrow we should try for a nine minute mile.”

Kagome was bent over with her hands on her knees. “You go without me. Really, it's okay.” She lifted her head and was happy to note the Jeep was right where she'd left it in the parking lot. Of course where else could it have gone after all she had the keys and distributor cap right here.

A movement near the Jeep caught her eye. A man in gray was jostling the windows. “Koga…someone's messing with my ride.” Well actually it wasn't really her ride, but who cared?

He followed her gaze and soon they were running to the Jeep. Koga, of course, got there first. Kagome was right behind him. A man in jeans and a gray jacket was trying to jimmy the Jeep's locks and he triggered the alarm. The Jeep erupted into a series of honks and flashing lights.

The man looked up and saw Koga. He threw down his crowbar and jumped the fence into the vacant back lot behind the track. Koga was on his heels and soon Kagome was alone in the lot.

She ran her hand down the driver's side door panel wincing at the scratched paint. Someone was going to be very unhappy about that. Oh well, it wasn't like it was her fault.

She clicked the remote on the key ring and Beep Beep! The Jeep fell silent. The cold air around her was motionless. Kagome felt eyes boring down on her and turned to see if she could locate their source.

A blue streak shot out from behind the white van beside the Jeep. Before Kagome was able to focus her eyes on whatever it was, she was knocked to the ground.

The car keys hit the pavement and she saw the distributor cap rolling under the van and out of her reach. The person who pushed her down lay across her chest keeping her from getting up. Kagome punched his back with her fists. As much as she hated to admit it, whoever just jumped her was wearing a wonderful sage and citrus cologne. “Who the hell are you?”

He rolled off of her and dragged her with him up under the Jeep. Kagome caught a glimpse of his face. “Damnit it is you!”

Inuyasha's face was turned towards her as he lay on the concrete next to her. “Yeah but then who'd ya think it was…Santa?”

Kagome hissed, “Did you miss the whole point of this deal? I'm supposed to be chasing you NOT the other way around. You really are the world's worst skip.”

“What can I say wench? I like ya…alive. Watch.” He pointed at the windows of the white van. Kagome heard a popping nose and saw the windows explode. “Shit!”

“Yeah you have a sniper on your ass.” Inuyasha's tone was matter of fact and not at all comforting.

Kagome shook with terror and confusion. “But why? I'm only after you and you keep coming to me? Why the hell is that guy shooting at us?'

“To hell if I know.” He gave a fast half-grin flashing a white pointed canine. “You're a crappy bounty hunter, who would be stupid enough to be afraid of you?”

Kagome jammed the sharp point of her elbow deep into his ribs earning a very satisfying howl on his part.

He gasped and jerked his head up narrowly missing striking it on the under side of his Jeep, “What the fuck is wrong with you Higurashi? I'm trying to help you here.”

She shot back, “That was for last night and for following me today!”

Inuyasha growled back, “Of course I'm following you. You stole my fucking Jeep! What did you expect me to do? Send a hallmark greeting card, `Please bitch. If you don't mind, I'd like my ride back.”

Kagome watched a bullet bounce of the pavement only five feet from them. The gunshot was so real and shocking she forgot why she was mad at him. She held her breath. “Where the hell is he shooting from?”

Inuyasha forced her farther back under the Jeep, his long hair cushioned his head from the pavement. “The gym across the street has an upper story that's all office space. I think he's in one of those windows. It would give him easy access to where you were just standing. An easy target.”

“Okay now how do we knock him out of there?” Kagome wished she hadn't left her cuffs and pepper spray in the Jeep. They weren't doing her any good sitting four feet over her head on the plush leather seats.

Inuyasha did something unexpected and took her hand in his, squeezing it gently. She felt his warm breath in her ear. “Stay here, I'm going after him.”

Kagome nodded then added, “Okay but I'm keeping the Jeep.”

She heard him mutter as he slid out from under the back of the Jeep. “Fucking A.” His jeans made a scratching sound as he crawled. Kagome breathed in the smell of oil and exhaust. Please hurry!

She whispered almost as an afterthought, “Be careful.”

“Ahh, I didn't know ya cared.” was his muffled response. She saw his feet and knew he was standing.

Kagome felt the cold pavement under her chin and added. “Cause if anyone is going to kill you, I so want it to be me.”