InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ I Loved Him First ❯ A Pleasure ( Chapter 3 )

Disclaimer: I don't know if I put this yet and I'm too lazy to check so yeah. I don't Inuyasha.

 

A\N: You know the saying, “third time's the charm”? LIES!!! This is my third, get it, THIRD story, and does it look like I own Inuyasha?! Huh? HUH?! NO! I DON'T! Sorry, lately I've been kind of…mad. Don't ask why, because I don't know either. But every time I get near my co-writer, I get mad. She's a very annoying person. Right now she's reading it and saying “You're one to talk!” She's right in some ways. But it's weird because I'm the annoying you can't be without. (yashandkag4ever, “BULL!”) Before you start questioning, let me explain. My friends all say I'm annoying, because I'm extremely loud. They also say I could never be quiet, even if I tried. To all my other loud peoples, who can relate (first of all…WE ROCK!!) but seriously, it's not that we can't be quiet, it's just that we choose not to. Because quiet is boring. Here's the thing, if I do stay quiet (no words, just actions. Like a mime. Eeewwww…mimes. Creeps me out those things.) They get MAD at me. They yell at me and order me to start talking! Oh…wow, okay I just realized I'm writing a lot. So I'll continue in the end author's notes by telling you what makes yashandkag4ever so annoying! Stay tuned! But hey why don't you read the story to pass the time! (Not saying it's just something to do in your spare time. Think of them as…commercials. Except less annoying and more enjoyable and you don't keep saying, “Get back to the show!” I mean, “Author's notes!” Yes I already know about Proactive, no I don't care about soft your skin is after using Proactive. Dear god Jessica Simpson shut up!) Well, I have to go find a place to dump to my smashed TV. Enjoy! CHARGE!!!

 

 

Chapter 3: A Pleasure

 

“Stop!” she curled up under the big tree, tears running down her cheeks.

 

“Where's your daddy Kagome?” the kids teased.

 

“I don't know,” she mumbled.

 

“What?”

 

“ I don't know!” she cried a little louder.

 

The three kids crowded around her. Kagome looked up at the kids towering over her through teary eyes. “That's right. `Cause he left. Did he not love you, Kagome?”

 

“No!” she shouted in defense.

 

“You were probably so stupid that he didn't want you!”

 

“Stop it!”

 

“Hey, leave her alone!” a voice came from behind them. They all turned to see little boy with long silver hair and golden honey eyes glaring at them.

 

They scoffed and rolled their eyes, “Oh yeah?” the bigger of the three asked, “What are you going to do about it? You're just a little half demon!”

 

The small boy glared harder, ran at him, and bit the big one in the arm. The kid cried out in pain. Hugging her knees Kagome whispered, “Wow.”

 

The three kids ran away from the scene. The little boy smirked. He eyed the little girl underneath the tree, hugging her knees and crying. He walked over to her, “Are you okay?” he asked her. She stared up at him blankly, without a word. He stared at her with a confused expression, “Hello? Anybody in there?” he knocked twice on her head.

 

“Ouch!” She put one hand on her head.

 

“You can talk?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“Oh okay.” He sat by her.

 

“Thank. You.”

 

“For what?”

 

She got to her feet, “For making them go away. You were really brave.”

 

“You're welcome.” They paused, “I'm Inuyasha, who are you?”

 

“Kagome.” She remembered the small cardboard box in her hand. She held it out to him, “Want an animal cookie?”

 

He stood up, “Sure.” He drew a cookie from the box, “Hey look an elephant!” She smiled for the first time that day. He bit the head off the elephant, “Oh, how sad.”

 

She giggled. “Want to play a game?”

 

“What game?” She looked up and thought for a moment. She looked at him and poked him in the shoulder, “Tag you're it!”

 

“Wha—?” He started but Kagome was already running away, “I'm gonna get you Kagome!”

 

 

~*K*~

 

My eyes snapped open. I've been having that dream for about three days now. And I always wake up at that one part. The day Inuyasha and I first met. In the first grade. The day he was my little knight in shining armor. I missed that time. When it didn't matter who they were, there were no cliques, no social classes, but when you could just meet someone and be friends. It was so much easier back then.

 

Now, it's time for school. Cliques, social classes, and all. You're probably wondering where I stand. Well, I'm not a nerd or an outcast. I guess you could say I'm popular. But not the kind you hate, or are intimidated by, or full of themselves. My friends and I are just the people you know and like. High school is confusing.

 

I got ready, brushed my teeth, grabbed a granola bar, and headed out the door. I met Sango outside my house and Kikyo followed. Sango started to talk to me but I sort of tuned her out. Not on purpose, but I just really wasn't listening. I kept thinking about my dream. I kept wondering why I was having that dream. I can remember it so clearly. The kids, the bite, the cookie, and the game, all of it I remembered. It was like it happened yesterday. Of course you're not likely to forget the day you met your best friend. It's so hard to believe that happened twelve years ago.

 

I wonder if he remembered. He probably did. But then again, he has a pretty bad memory. But, he has to remember that. How could he forget?

 

“KAGOME!” Sango yelled.

 

“Hmm?” I turned to her.

 

“Were you listening?”

 

“Of course I was.” I lied.

 

“Then what did I just say?”

 

“You asked me if I was listening.”

 

“Before that.”

 

“You yelled my name.” She glared hard at me. “Sorry Sango I was thinking about the dream I had last night.”

 

“What was it about?”

 

I didn't want to tell them. Especially, Kikyo. “I was captured by demon…hamsters.” Demon hamsters? That's the best I could up with?! Oh dear.

 

“Demon…hamsters?” they both said.

 

“It must've been the movie I was watching last night…When Hamsters Attack.” I held back a laugh.

 

“When Hamsters Attack? I've never heard of—,”

 

“Hey look school!” I pointed at the large building.

 

Sango dropped the question as we walked up the front steps. We walked to the lockers.

 

“Hey, I have to be somewhere right now,” Sango said.

 

“What somewhere?”

 

“Just somewhere.”

 

I smiled, “Are meeting Miroku again?”

 

“What? Him? No!”

 

“Okay Sango.” I opened my locker.

 

“What? I don't have to spend every second with him you know!” She said loudly.

 

“Okay Sango.”

 

“I don't need him there for me all the time!” She shouted.

 

I put my hands on her shoulders, “Okay Sango! Just go!”

 

“Alright, don't have to yell.”

 

I rolled my eyes. She walked away as I put my books into my locker.

 

“Hey, Kagome,” I heard behind my open locker door. No, please, no. Anybody else.

 

I shut my locker door to meet his face. His maroon eyes met mine. He had smooth pale skin with black wavy locks of hair.

 

“Naraku, to what do I owe this pleasure?” I said sarcastically.

 

“The pleasure is all mine, I assure you.”

 

“What do you want?”

 

“Oh what else? To have the pleasure of taking you on a date.”

 

“Naraku, you've been asking me out every week, all school year, since sophomore year,” I started to walk down the hallway, “and every time I say no. Why do you keep asking?”

 

“To see if you change your mind. Plus, you hard to stay away from.” He smirked.

 

I held back my breakfast. I sighed as I tried to be gentle, “I'm sorry, Naraku but I don't like you like that. I'm not interested.”

 

“One day, you'll come around. Trust me.”

 

Not on my life, I thought mentally. Okay he's obviously not backing off, “Okay I'll make a deal with you. Call me, when pigs fly.”

 

“You'll be the first to know.” He winked at me. I despise him. I loathe him. I watched him walk away. I swear if I could kill one person on this Earth, without getting into trouble, it would be him. He's so vile, disgusting, and thinks he's so slick. Ugh. I'd being the world a favor. He always asks me out, I ALWAYS say no. And yet, he comes back for more. I should add NO to his dictionary, because it's OBVIOUSLY not in there!

 

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A\N: How do you like that? Awesome, right? Don't you WUV Inuyasha and Kagome as kids? Aren't they so darn adorable?! I heart them. I really do. Anyway, Naraku: bastard!! Just wanted to get that out. Well I said I was going to tell you what makes my co-writer annoying. One: she answers RHETORICAL questions. For anyone that doesn't know what that means it means questions you DON'T answer! Two: she can't hear sarcasm in my voice on the phone! And I emphasized my sarcasm! Three: She doesn't know the meaning of “hold on.” If we're talking on the phone and I say “hold on.” She keeps talking. Fourth: She's HALF DEAF!! I could say her name over and over and she won't respond until the fifth time I call her name. And lastly: SHE A MUMBLER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Sometimes she talks like she has peanut butter stuck on the roof to her mouth! But I wuv her because she's my friend. We both annoy each other so much but we're friends nonetheless. Before I go, thank you shell6, Brandospands, and ThisIsMeSmiling for your reviews. You guys are the people who review almost, if not every chapter, and for that I heart you all! I could get 100 reviews on a story and if they were all from the same like three people, I would still love and appreciate it. So thanks, you guys! Remember LunaStar* wuvs you all!

 

 

~LunaStar*