InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Hanyou of the Future ❯ One Surprise after Another ( Chapter 7 )

AN: I do not know what it looks like inside the La Patata restaurant in Shibuya. I also do not know how Japanese people act in an Italian restaurant, so therefore, it's not going to be culturally accurate and will adhere with what an Italian restaurant in America is like. And for comedy's sake, it's going to be exaggerated anyway. Sorry cultural nitpickers; so blow me.

 

Thank you to Isis-Kitty and Foamyfan15010 for the beta jobs. And pardon me to those who have caught my misspellings of Hojo's name. I guess I'm a schizo when it comes to that.

Enjoy!

 

 

Hanyou of the Future

 

Chapter Seven - One Surprise after Another

 

Inuyasha's sense of the youki was brief, almost non-existent and he cursed the fact that he was human tonight and couldn't sense any more of it.

 

Kagome noticed he was distracted, and she looked at him worriedly. “What is it, Inuyasha?” She put down the menu and paused choosing her order for the moment. “You keep looking around the room.” He made motion to answer, but she pointed her finger at him. “And don't tell me it's nothing. I know you better than that.” She sighed and slumped in her seat. “Now tell me what's bothering you.”

 

Inuyasha didn't want to worry her, but he felt it necessary to come clean. He didn't want to ruin the evening, so he gave in. “I thought I felt the presence of youki, but it was nothing.”

 

Kagome raised an eyebrow at him in disbelief. “How can you feel youki as a human?”

 

“Keh, I'm not completely useless when I'm in this form. I have some intuition even if I'm human. It's just that it's really not that strong, and I could be wrong. Do you sense anything?”

 

Kagome, truthfully, wasn't really paying attention. In fact, she had told herself that she'd never have to deal with youkai again except for Inuyasha. She was comfortable knowing her time didn't have any demons. Since Inuyasha had some sort of `intuition' even as a human, she felt a little paranoid.

 

Concentrating, Kagome closed her eyes and tried to feel the auras around the room. As a wave of kinetic vibrations from the people around her surged inside her senses, she inhaled harshly at the overwhelming energy and then relaxed, searching out for any negative power. Inuyasha watched her carefully. He almost jumped when her eyes sprang open and she looked bewildered.

 

“There is something, but it's really small…and I think it's more latent than anything,” she answered, and then she became focused, searching around the room for that source of power.

 

“Hrmm…”

 

“What is it?” Inuyasha asked, concerned. More than anything he was excited that his intuition was right, and that he could feel something while he was in his human form.

 

“It's not really youki…it's the same kind of energy, but …” Kagome bit her lip and paused. “It's like I said, it's completely latent. It's almost as if it's something inside a human … but that's just silly.”

 

“No, I don't think it is,” Inuyasha replied with seriousness. Kagome rolled her eyes.

 

“Oh come on, Inuyasha. You're just itching for a fight. Are you really that bored in my time?” Kagome huffed.

 

Inuyasha was taken aback by her tone. “What? No! It's not that! It's just that I get really worried about danger in your time. What if this thing attacks you?”

 

Kagome chomped on her bread and looked at him skeptically. “Why would it attack me?”

 

“Well, for starters, you're the only active miko I know in this era,” Inuyasha said crossing his arms and giving her an exasperated look. “Besides, if there are any nasty creatures lurking around, we should take care of it.”

 

“Riiiight…right after I open my Psychic Booth for being the only active miko in Tokyo.” She laughed, and Inuyasha scrunched his face into a sour look, not appreciating the levity she was taking with the situation. Kagome tuned into his feelings and sighed. “Look, it's probably nothing. You're probably just feeling the evil aura of a politician or something. Let's not start turning into Superman and Wonder Woman just yet.”

 

“Super who and Wonder who?” Inuyasha asked, grabbing some of the bread from the basket.

 

“Um…they're superheroes who fight evil and strive for justice. Good guys versus bad guys, that sort of thing,” Kagome said, looking around the restaurant. She changed the subject. “Hey, where's our waiter?”

 

Inuyasha shrugged. “I dunno; I'm fine with the bread. Although when we run out of it, I'm not sure about the state of my temper.”

 

Kagome giggled. When she reached for her water glass, the waiter finally popped over to their table. When Kagome looked up at him, he looked somewhat frazzled and disheveled. She cocked one eye brow, but then he beamed at her and started to ask them for their order.

 

“I beg your forgiveness for the wait. I had to wrap up a few checks. Are the gentleman and lady ready to order?”

 

Kagome nodded. “Yes! I'll have the Shrimp Alfredo and a salad with the dressing on the side.” She turned to Inuyasha to see if he was ready, and she frowned. Inuyasha was looking at the menu upside down. The waiter noticed as well and appeared confused. “Um…Inuyasha are you ready?”

 

“I can't make out any of these food names. I haven't a clue. Is this that `Katakana' you were telling me about, Kagome?”

 

Kagome smiled brightly, trying to feign a poised composure in front of the waiter. “Yes, remember how I told you that Katakana is for foreign words?”

 

“Ah…right, well then,” Inuyasha looked from the menu to the bristled waiter. Obviously the waiter was impatient with Inuyasha's behavior, and Kagome guessed the waiter thought Inuyasha a foreigner. “You order for me then, Kagome.”

 

“Right, well, you like noodles, so…” Kagome turned to the menu, and then she looked to the waiter. “Just bring him the angel hair pasta with that lemon sauce. Oh, and you can skip the soup and salad with him. Just bring more bread.”

 

“As you wish, madam,” the waiter responded, taking the menus rather haughtily and then buzzing off.

 

“What the hell is wrong with that guy?” Inuyasha asked, and then Kagome shrugged, becoming embarrassed as some people gave them strange looks. “Shit, I thought tonight people wouldn't look at me funny. Guess I was wrong.”

 

Kagome inwardly sighed but continued to smile. Inuyasha was obviously trying to be on his best behavior around her, but he still had to get used to the modern culture.

 

She hoped the rest of the meal went more smoothly. In fact, a few looks and Inuyasha's usual cantankerous attitude wasn't so bad. Kagome still was having a pleasant evening.

 

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Of course, Kagome shouldn't have praised her good luck so soon. As soon as they got their dinner, Inuyasha began having problems with the `fork' and `knife'. Kagome said he could get chopsticks if he wanted, but Inuyasha was stubborn to impress her.

 

“Damn, these foreigners have some weird ways of eating!” he hissed in a low voice. He was trying to clank the fork and knife together as chopsticks, and Kagome could hardly hold back a giggle.

 

“Inuyasha,” she said to him in a sweet voice. “Watch me.” She lifted her fork, and his eyes traveled to her lips over the noodles wrapped on her fork. Watching her do anything with her lips and tongue was making it very hard for him to concentrate on the practical nature of the lesson. His jaw dropped and his gaze became transfixed. He nodded dumbly.

 

“Uh huh, okay …” But he could not keep his gaze off of her, and he stabbed his fork down in his food without looking and scooped up a large mass of noodles. His eyes widened as Kagome unconsciously licked the sauce off her lips, and in a knee-jerk reaction, he lifted his fork without knowing his own strength, missing his mouth.

 

His food went flying over his shoulder. Kagome's eyes widened in surprise, and the food she had just put in her mouth dropped out in an instant.

 

One… Two… Three…

 

Someone screamed in a high pitched voice. Kagome closed her eyes in mortification. Inuyasha snapped out of his daze and looked at his hand with the fork, and the food obviously not on it.

 

“You stupid punk!” And suddenly a large, meaty woman stomped up to their table with Inuyasha's angel pasta all over her face and expensive fur collared dress. “Is this some kind of joke?”

 

Kagome tried to calm the woman down. “I'm sorry, ma'am; he's not used a fork. He was raised by monks -“

 

“Silence!” She pointed a stubby finger adorned in large gaudy rings at them. “I want to know who's going to pay for this damage to my dress. THIS dress was designed by Toshihiro Kumiko-san personally for me, and I will not let a couple of young punks stain it without paying for it! I'll call the manager! Oh, this is an outrage!”

 

“Hey, you old bag, don't you talk to Kagome like that!” Inuyasha stood up, and Kagome recoiled in fear as her perfect night turned into a disaster. “I don't know what you're upset about. It's just an ugly bunch of animal skins wrapped around that onigiri body of yours. So, if anything, you should get 10 yen for the whole thing!”

 

“Why I never! Where's the manager?! This is uncalled for! These children are publicly harassing me! Someone call the police!”

 

Inuyasha frowned as he sensed Kagome's distress and realized that things had gotten bad. `My stupid mouth! But damn if that old hag didn't deserve it!' he thought.

 

“Look, lady, if you want me to pay for the damaged dress, I will. Just tell me how much it costs, and I'll give you the damn money, okay?”

 

Well, now Inuyasha was speaking her language. She calmed down and puffed out her chest. She eyed him haughtily with her nose in the air and she outstretched her hand to him. “This dress cost me 150,000 Yen, and I doubt you have such a large amount. So I suppose you'll be hearing from my lawyer --”

 

“Here!” He dropped a wad of cash in her fat palm, and she looked at him bewildered.

 

“Of course, there is that fee to my new hairstyle that was just ruined. I paid 8500 yen for it.”

 

“Yeah, well…” He plopped the rest of the cash down in her hands with some extra. “Here you go, and a bit more to shut the hell up. Oh, and a bit of advice, all that money doesn't mean squat to me … and it obviously doesn't buy anything for you either, since you're such a rotten human.” He turned to the manager who was ready to haul him out. “How much was our meal?” And when he told him, Inuyasha planted the rest of the money he earned from the modeling job into the owner's hand. It was clearly more than what the meal was plus tip, but Inuyasha was too steamed too care.

 

He gave Kagome an apologetic look through irritated eyes, “Come on. It's time to go.”

 

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Inuyasha felt absolutely abysmal after what had happened at the restaurant. He didn't have any money left; not even enough to hail a taxi back to Kagome's house. So, he stalked off beside her, but he couldn't bring himself to say a word.

 

Overall, he felt he'd really fucked up. `That Hojo kid will probably scoop her away from me tomorrow …'

 

Kagome said nothing as well, making the moment even more miserable. She didn't even yell at him! At least the yelling was something. Instead, the atmosphere between them was as awkward as ever. How the hell was he ever going to get used to this place? Sure, he was a little coarse and belligerent at times, but he honestly and truly loved her -he just didn't know how to tell her.

 

He was kicking a can on the ground next to him when he heard a weird sound come from Kagome's direction.

 

He looked up curiously - ready to get a huge lecture about his horrible behavior. He was shocked when he looked up at her face to a smile.

 

Suddenly, she burst out laughing.

 

He was stunned.

 

And she kept laughing until tears brimmed at the corners of her eyes.

 

“What's so funny?” he snarled.

 

“Oh my goodness! Did you see that old lady's face?” She clutched her sides in mirth. “You told that rich, old heiress off! Oh, my! I've never seen anything funnier in my entire life! All that pasta on her stupid fur coat - Buwhahahaha!”

 

“Um…”

 

She continued to giggle and then sighed to catch her breath. Her face reddened from the excitement. “That was so much fun!”

 

“You're kidding right? You're not mad?” Inuyasha asked cautiously.

 

“Well…,” Kagome said, shrugging. “Of course it wasn't the most romantic thing, but well… you're better at those sorts of things in private, right?”

 

Inuyasha's face flushed, and then he saw Kagome look away shyly, still smiling from her exhilaration. She skipped ahead of him on the sidewalk and he watched how her dress slid sensually over her curves. He swallowed hard and reminded himself to breathe.

 

“Yeah… I'm sorry about that. I just couldn't get past those weird chopsticks.” He scratched his head nervously. She turned around and watched him adoringly, reveling in the sweeter side of him when he was human. She walked up to him and took his hand.

 

“I had a good time, Inuyasha.” Her voice was soft, hinted with huskiness. He felt a spark light up deep within him and warmed to the feel of her skin against his. She tugged at his hand and led him down the street.

 

He smiled sheepishly, extremely relieved that the night wasn't too awful.

 

However, he was slightly unsure that he was completely off the hook, and his fears intensified when she stopped walking and looked upward.

 

Inuyasha tried to move forward, but then he realized Kagome's attention was elsewhere. He followed her gaze upward toward the tops of the buildings. His eyes stopped when he noticed something oddly familiar - too familiar.

 

“Um…don't tell me…oh my,” Kagome stuttered, and she leveled her eyes to a very large billboard for an underwear ad. The model of this particular advertisement was more familiar than she would have ever guessed.

 

Inuyasha recognized himself right away, stunned and incensed by the manor in which the picture was displayed.

 

`That rotten little… I never agreed…'

 

“Um…Kagome look, about where I got the money…”

 

Kagome's jaw dropped. At first upon seeing the portrait she didn't believe it was him, but after he spoke up she was quite sure of it - and the concept seemed foreign and unbelievable.

 

To completely convince herself that she was looking up at a half naked picture of Inuyasha in one of the most tantalizing poses she'd ever seen - on a big humongous billboard no less - Kagome began to study it. Her eyes roamed over the perfectly chiseled chest from all that fighting, the great angles of his bones and frame underneath that tan, smooth skin. She looked up into his face, so angry and aggravated, but yet, so seductive beneath the resentment and tragedy. His beautiful silver hair flowed around him, gently blanketing his body.

 

Kagome thought her heart was going shoot out of her chest. Her pulse became rapid, and she felt heat pool within her core.

 

Soon, she snapped back as she realized that Inuyasha's picture - her Inuyasha - was being publicly displayed for so many strangers to enjoy and see. And she hadn't even had a chance to enjoy him yet herself…

 

Why did this feel so wrong to her?

 

“Why?” she choked out, and Inuyasha noticed distress in her voice. She felt faint and wobbled backward, and he moved to catch her.

 

Out of the way of onlookers, Inuyasha pulled her aside into a dark alley between two buildings, both out of sight of the looming billboard. He set her against the wall of one building and leaned his arms around her, trapping her within a cage of his body.

 

“I'm sorry, Kagome. I did this for you. I wanted you to have a perfect evening with me, but I didn't have any money…”

 

Kagome huffed, and her breathing slowed as he explained. She closed her eyes, holding back feelings of anger and jealousy.

 

“So I did this, and even though this night ended up like shit, I did it all for you--”

 

“But why?” Why would he do such a crazy thing for her? He should know she didn't care about money.

 

“I was afraid. I was afraid that guy who got you all those gifts would win you…” Suddenly his fears and feelings came pouring out. His blood heated at being so close to her, and fires ignited within him. He knelt down so close; their noses almost touching, he and stared sternly into her eyes. She drowned within his smoldering gaze, and she felt herself shivering. “I'm alone here, and I don't know what I'd do without you if you went to someone else.” His head fell and rested on her shoulder.

 

At first, Kagome froze. Had he finally confessed to her? Was Inuyasha truly trying to tell her how he felt?

 

She lifted up her hand and caressed his face. He moaned in her ear and she felt her knees weaken. And as if in a trance, he nuzzled his nose against her cheek.

 

“I'm sorry about the picture. It was definitely not what I agreed on,” he said smoothly, his voice soft in her ear. “It won't happen again. I promise.”

 

“You know…” Kagome exhaled heavily, and Inuyasha felt her chest rise against his. “I rather liked the billboard, but you didn't need to do that. You don't need money or gifts to impress me. Who told you that anyway?”

 

Inuyasha brought his head up and met her gaze. His brow furrowed. “Your brother told me that Hojo kid was going win you with all those gifts, and then I'd have to baby-sit your kids.”

 

Kagome got a malicious gleam in her eyes and smiled wickedly. Inuyasha had seen this look before and knew from experience that it wasn't pretty. “Oh, did he?” Inuyasha gulped and was thankful he wasn't in Souta's shoes.

 

“Look,” she said, forgetting about her anger for the moment. “Don't listen to Souta. He just wants to mess with us. He's been doing that since you came over. Now, as I said, you don't need to get me gifts.”

 

“Really?” Inuyasha asked hopefully.

 

“Yes. In fact, Hojo is really annoying. Have you met him? Ugh…” Kagome said, her reaction pleasing Inuyasha greatly. He rocked into her spontaneously, and her surprised squeak excited him.

 

“So, you said you liked the picture?” he whispered, teasing her. Kagome's jaw quivered as she felt Inuyasha's pelvis rock into her again.

 

She swallowed. “Um…yes, but not for everyone else to see…”

 

Inuyasha frowned, and she tugged on his jacket lapel. She gave him a playful, yet hard look. “I'd rather you do that sort of thing in private.”

 

“For you?” She felt him caress his fingers over her thigh - briefly lifting up her skirt and then releasing the fabric. She blushed intensely and then looked up into his eyes. Desire swirled within them, and Kagome felt herself reeling in the moment.

 

She stuttered, “Well… yes, I was kinda hoping…”

 

And then, before she could even finish, his lips were on hers fiercely - nibbling and tugging at her bottom lip while his tongue teased her own. She responded to him - diving her tongue past his teeth and searching for his warmth. As they kissed, she wrapped her arms around his neck and felt his hand tugging at her skirt.

 

She moaned into his mouth and then dropped her hand. She didn't know why or how, but she wanted his hand to do more than touch her thigh. She'd prefer it to touch something else - something much more forbidden.

 

Lightly, Kagome tugged at Inuyasha's hand and motioned it at the hem of her skirt. He almost paused within their kiss but then realized her intentions. Cautiously, his fingers snaked under the light fabric and began caressing the screened material of her nylons. He raked his fingers over the tops of her thighs, diving below and running his fingers in heady strokes over the heat between her legs. Kagome moaned into his mouth again, and she felt him harden against her.

 

“Kagome…” he whispered, and hearing him say her name in such a sultry way caused her legs to wobble. She felt desperate for more - wanted him to say her name like that more; wanted him to touch her more.

 

Then suddenly, he broke from her, feeling as if a bucket of ice water had been dumped over her head. She looked up at his flushed face, but his attentions were elsewhere.

 

“There it is again!” he snarled, and then she realized what he was talking about. Kagome concentrated, and her body went cold, and she realized that Inuyasha had not broken their kiss out of disappointment, but for something else.

 

It was something much more familiar.

 

“I feel that youki again, and it's stronger than before! Damn, I've never felt something so strongly when I was human before,” he cursed.

 

Kagome shuddered in his arms, and he looked down at her in concern. “What? You feel it, too, don't you?”

 

“It's not just that, but we have another problem.” She looked at him in fear, a look he had not seen since Naraku was still alive. Her tongue felt thick, and she didn't know how to break the news to him without being blunt.

 

“Inuyasha, I think…No, I know that the Shikon Jewel is active again.”

 

He stared at her in shock. His lips tightened, and he grabbed her hand. “That's it. We have to go home now.”

 

TBC…