InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Favorite Mistake ❯ First night ( Chapter 2 )

Chapter 2: First night

Inuyasha was having meaningless chitchat with the hot babe clinging at his arm when a sudden movement caught his eye. She turned to see a girl approaching his table at an incredulously slow pace. She was wearing fitted jeans and a halter top that accentuated her curves, with long wavy hair and fair complexion. But when she stopped short in front of him, it was her eyes that held him captivated; they were the deepest shade of brown.

And then she did a refreshing take on a question he had heard countless of times since he hit puberty: “C-can I spend the night with you?” The women who usually asked him that were oozing with confidence and sex appeal, not sounding as though the words were being wrenched from them. And, they often threw him the question a bit more privately, not in front of his friends like this girl just did. The situation struck him as comical that he offered her a wry grin. “Well, why don't you sit over here?” he drawled, gently pushing the girl beside him to give room to the newcomer.

“Wait a damn minute!” the clingy girl cried, standing up and shooting a murderous glare at the young woman who had just arrived.

Kagome immediately looked contrite. She had already been at the receiving end of a bad relationship. The last thing she wanted was to be the cause of one. “Oh my, I'm very sorry. I didn't know you're -”

“She's not,” Inuyasha interrupted. The woman gasped as though Inuyasha hit her, shoved past Kagome, and disappeared into the crowd. Inuyasha didn't spare her another glance and instead patted the space beside him in a blatant invitation. Kagome, with heat climbing up her cheeks, took tentative steps and collapsed beside the handsome stranger, her eyes glued to the floor. “Now, what do you want?” he asked, and because she blushed even more profusely at the statement, felt compelled to add something else. “To drink.” He was trying hard not to laugh, but it was downright difficult not to let out even a soft chuckle at the woman's discomfort. How can she be so uneasy at his question when she was the one who approached him with such an invitation? In public, no less!

By then Kagome was pretty sure she already won the title for the greatest idiot who ever lived. Why did she ever go along Sango's crazy bet, anyway? Realizing the stranger was waiting for her answer, she muttered, “Just water, please.”

Inuyasha arched an elegant brow. “Are you sure you don't want something stronger?”

She gave a definitive shake of her head and replied, “No, I already had enough liquor for one night.”

Inuyasha motioned for a waiter, and seconds later a glass of water was brought to Kagome. Then, he gave a pointed look to everyone around them, and they sheepishly went back to their own conversations - although he knew they were watching him and the girl like a hawk. Thick silence ensued between him and his new companion, and the girl beside him continued to hold her glass in a semi-death grip, for some reason still refusing to look at him. To break the ice, he decided to introduce himself. “By the way, my name is -”

“Don't!” Kagome exclaimed, looking at him directly since her question and holding up her hand to stop him from saying his name. “It's better if we don't know each other,” she added in a whisper, evidently embarrassed at her display of emotion.

If Inuyasha was curious when the girl approached him, now he was flat-out intrigued. She didn't want to know his name? That was a first. Although as Tokyo's most eligible bachelor, it won't be a surprise if she already knew that - and a lot more information about him as well. She gave him a small smile and held out her glass for a toast, and he was struck at the innocence he saw in her eyes. She really had no idea who he was?! That, or she was one hell of an actress.

The next hour passed in the most mundane - and fun - conversation Inuyasha could recall participating in. They talked about subjects they liked the most, favorite colors, even childhood pets. At the moment she was telling him about the pet chicken she had when she was eight. “I named her Chickie and -”

“Chickie?” Inuyasha laughed loudly. “What kind of a name is that!”

“I was only in second grade then,” Kagome retorted good-naturedly, giving him a pout. “I apologize for not being creative.”

“I'm sorry, I'm sorry,” Inuyasha grinned. “Please continue.”

“So, I was saying before I was rudely interrupted, I named her Chickie and she was the most adorable pet you can ever imagine.” Kagome's eyes took on a fond look and she smiled again. “I took care of her since she was hatched, so she was really attached to me. Then one day, I came home from school but I couldn't find her anywhere. I searched and searched but there was still no sign of Chickie. Finally, I went to the kitchen, where I saw my mother cooking -”

Inuyasha choked on his drink and gave her a horrified look. “Don't tell me -”

“Yes,” Kagome sighed. “My mother decided to make Chickie into chicken soup for dinner. I was so angry at her I screamed `Murderer! Murderer' running around the house. Then I locked myself in my room and didn't come out for the rest of the day, until my mom promised to give Chickie a proper burial at our backyard.”

Inuyasha smiled at the rueful image he conjured. A chicken being given burial - why the hell not! This was the first time he had given his full attention to the conversation at hand, rather than thinking of ways to get inside a woman's skirt - or pants - as quickly as possible, and it surprised him. Not that he didn't find the woman beside him attractive, because he did. Anyone with decent eyesight can see that she was beautiful. That she didn't seem to be aware that she was downright sexy made her even more so.

He looked at his watch, which read quarter to three. That explained the gradually thinning crowd. Standing up, he held out his hand to the girl and helped her to her feet. Inuyasha leaned into her, so close that there was hardly an inch separating them. “I almost forgot to answer your question,” he whispered softly in her ear. “Yes, you can spend the night with me.”

*****

Kagome looked uneasily at the carpeted hallway as the man beside her fished for his room key in his pocket.

When they had gotten out of the bar half an ago (she had craned her neck but she couldn't find Sango anywhere in the vicinity), he led her to a parked Jaguar on the corner of the street, and casually opened the passenger door for her before climbing to the driver's seat. He owned a Jaguar? That was her first surprise. The second one was when he whizzed past the love hotels that sprouted in the city like mushrooms, and instead headed straight to an unbelievably elegant residential district at the other side of town. She had a sinking feeling that she unwittingly picked up a rich guy. And not just any random rich guy, it seemed, if being outside the door of the hotel condominium's penthouse was any indication.

Kagome had experienced the exclusive world rich people inhabited; witnessed the glamour, heard more than a fair share of scandals, and vainly tried to be comfortable around them. As the fiancée of a successful businessman, she had no other choice. Kagome didn't mind, though, as long as she was with Kouga. But now that he was just a part of her sordid past, all she wanted was to get back to her normal, boring life - after she had a one night stand with a guy who didn't appear to be quite so normal.

“Will you stop that?” Inuyasha chided, still searching for his key.

“Stop what?” Kagome asked, not taking her eyes off the wide expanse of corridor, as though expecting someone to shoo them away any minute. `Do we even have the right to be at this place?' she thought.

“Fidgeting.” Inuyasha grinned. “Don't worry, I really live here.” To prove his point, he triumphantly held out a key after a few more minutes of searching, and opened the door for her, letting her in.

Kagome gaped at what she saw. His unit looked like it had just been photographed for a magazine. If she had assumed that he was rich, now she was dead certain that she was wrong. He was not rich - he was filthy rich. Her gaze landed on the leather couches in front of her, lounge chairs scattered about, and a chandelier that sparkled like crystals from the light coming from the hallway. The place must be at least three times the size of Kagome's entire flat - and that was just the living room!

She was about to tell her that she had made a mistake, that she didn't have to be here after all, when Inuyasha closed the door with the definite click and took her in her arms. Kagome's thoughts vanished into thin air, and for the life of her she couldn't remember what she was about to say. Inuyasha blew light feathered kisses into her neck, and Kagome moaned involuntarily. It had been so long since she was held like that. So long… He playfully nipped at ear, and she felt her knees weaken. All logic fled from Kagome's mind, and when the handsome stranger turned her towards him and slowly bent his head to capture her lips with his, she found herself meeting him halfway.

Tonight she was in his arms; tomorrow will have to wait for her a little longer.