InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Of Fallen Angels ❯ Living Among Them ( Chapter 2 )
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By: SummerNightsxxx 
I dont own Inuyasha
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Supernatural / Romance / Hentai / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 01.23.2008 | Updated On: 02.17.2008 | Pages: 8 | Words: 3.3K | Visits: 546 | Status: Work In Progress
I dont own Inuyasha
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Supernatural / Romance / Hentai / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 01.23.2008 | Updated On: 02.17.2008 | Pages: 8 | Words: 3.3K | Visits: 546 | Status: Work In Progress
Of Fallen Angels
A/N: Well. I actually got some reviews for this bad boy so I thought ‘why not?’ Anyways there was a reviewer who asked if I had based this on a series that was similar to this, and I would just like to say now, before anyone else asks, no its not. I’ve never seen or heard of anything along this line in my 15 years of living. I got the inspiration for this purely from a pic I saw of an anime girl. You can guess what she looked like. Anyways now that that’s taken care of, On with the show!!!!!!
I’m making Inuyasha a human in this fic…for now. Take that hint by the way. For now. Got it? Good.
Discalimer: Nope. Never.
Chapter 2: Living Among Them.
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Beep. Beep. Beep! Beep!!! BEEP!!!!!!!!!!!!
Groooaaaaaaan.
A large hand shot out from the confines of the warm covers and slammed down hard onto the annoying alarm clock.
Crack.
Sigh.
“Guess I’m buying a new alarm clock…” A rough voice grumbled from underneath the large plush duvet.
A man pulled down the covers to reveal himself to the morning light which spilled from the large bay window to the right of his bed.
He carelessly rushed back a lock of long glossy black hair which had fallen in front of his face, covering his bright, yet tired violet blue eyes.
Scratching his head lightly he sat up, letting the cover fall completely off him revealing a very well chiselled chest and stomach, tanned to perfection.
Grumbling from his sleep, he rose from his bed before making his way to the bathroom.
Time to get ready for work.
Bummer.
After taking his routine shower and grabbing an apple from the bowl on his kitchen counter top, he quickly exited his two bedroom apartment.
Making his way to the front door of his stair, he stepped out onto the bustling street of New York, the place he had lived for the last four years.
A ten minute walk later he was walking into the quaint but still slightly large café in which he worked.
“Hey man.” Called a Dark haired boy who was currently wiping down a table near the register.
“Hey.” He called back as he stepped into the small back room where he proceeded to put his things in and clock in.
“Your late.” Said a stern voice from beside him.
Giving a start, he quickly turned to be met with the face of a beautiful brunette girl.
“I know. Sorry.” He said not looking into her deep brown eyes.
“For the last time don’t let it happen again. Got it?” She said sternly.
“Yeah.” Inuyasha said as he made his way around her and went behind the desk at the register.
“Hey Miroku! You can open us up now!” The brunette from before yelled to the dark haired man by the door.
“Sure Thing Sango.” He called back.
‘And here we go again…’ he thought as the first customer made their way to the counter.
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Light crept through the light sheer curtains and into the room as Kagome made no attempt to get up.
There was no point anyways. It’s not like she had a day job. She worked at night. Always had, always will.
Well, with the exception of the afternoon shift she worked at a local diner.
But her Night jobs were the ones she lived for.
Of course she didn’t like the job she had where her employers was the devil himself, but that wasn’t a job she could give up. Ever. That was her reason for being on earth and not in Hell where so many other fallen had ended up.
She was of a higher rank when she was an Angel, therefore she was given a higher job by the big man himself. Not meaning God if you know what I mean.
No, that job she hated. But, the jobs she did like were the ones where she would work in clubs before she had to go out and do her nightly killing of the not so innocent.
Those jobs, she loved.
Just then an energetic red head burst through the door and onto the lifeless form in the bed before her.
“Get up sleepy head! Rise and Shiiiiine!” She cheered excitedly at the raven haired girl who stared at her thoughtfully.
This was Ayame. Kagome’s roommate. She had known her for five years now and had lived with her for 3.
It was late one night and she was bartending at one of the many clubs he worked in when she met her.
The two had hit it off instantly, and soon became best friends despite the fact that one day she would be wondering why Kagome hadn’t aged at all in all the years she knew her.
Oh well. That day would come and, unfortunately the question would be left unanswered.
You see, the fallen obviously had to live among mortals, therefore the got jobs, lived in apartments, house, ect. And, unfortunately, killed at night.
They could do as they pleased among the living but there were two rules. One: Do your job. Two: Never under and circumstances let any mortal know about what you are or what you do. Simple enough wouldn’t you think?
But that’s where the problem lies when living amongst them. If you made friends, you couldn’t tell them. And the longer you knew them, the more suspicious they became as to how you never aged, got sick, or how you were able to heal when wounded at staggering speeds.
How great.
“Why might I ask do I have to get up? It’s Saturday. I don’t have work at the diner today and I don’t have to be at the club till eleven o’ clock.” Kagome asked shoving Ayame off her as she sat up.
“Because you and me are going on a girls day out. Just you and me. Shopping, lunch, Shopping, Dinner. The usual. So what do you say?” Ayame asked with a hopeful look.
“Sure. We haven’t had one of those since…the other day.” Kagome giggled as she got up and headed o the bathroom.
This was probably the only thing good that ever came out of being fallen.
Living.
Friends. Working. Having un. Just the many simple things that the mortals in this world take for granted.
Oh! Food. Definitely food.
Because you see, angels don’t need any sustenance. No sleep either. But, being on this beautiful earth means you get to indulge yourself in these simple luxuries.
Of course the whole sleeping thing she chose to do in the daytime considering her nightly…activities.
After showing, snuggling herself into a pair of blue jeans, a dig grey sweater covered in black stars, and her obscenely huge brown designer handbag, she made her way to the kitchen and grabbed a bagel from the counter.
Ten minutes later Ayame walked out looking like a runway model as usual. Hey! Were those her shoes? And that top!
Another thing she loves about Earth. Clothes. She just loved clothes. Yeeaaahhhh.
“Ready to go?” Ayame said slinging her hand bag over her shoulder. Wasn’t that Kagome’s as well?
“Ready to give me my tuff back?” She said looking at her unamused.
Ayame seemed to contemplate this for a while.
“No.”
Kagome sighed as she followed the red head out the door.
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“I’m hungry.”
“Kagome your always hungry. How the fuck do you keep that figure with the amount of crap you eat?” Ayame whined.
“Good genes?” She said sheepishly.
“Genes my ass…” She mumbled. “Well I suppose since we have been shopping for two hours straight without a break, we can stop for coffee or something. But we have to make it to go, I want to make it to Bloomingdales before all the good sale items are gone forever.”
Kagome giggled as she walked along the sidewalk in search of a good café with her clothes demented friend.
“Well, I have no clue about the restaurants in this area since we always go to McDonalds with your freaky fast food obsession."
Kagome sighed dreamily as she thought about humans greatest invention. Fast food. Beautiful.
“Oh look. There’s a cute little café there. Munch time.” Ayame said as she dragged her friend across the street to the shop.
They walked into the doors and was met with a reasonably large space filled with tables, chairs, and couches. Not to mention the stage in he back. They must have some Shows or something. It was very cute, and very modern. But they sold food so to Kagome it didn’t really matter.
After arguing over who would pay, Kagome won as she headed over to the register while Ayame waited at a nearby table.
Fumbling on her huge bag to find her purse she looked up to be met with strikingly beautiful violet eyes.
The boy, or man whichever way you put it was unbelievably good looking, with long, gorgeous raven hair that hung loosely over his shoulders.
From what she could tell, he was very fit as well, as best she see through his work clothes.
Then there was his face. How this guy wasn’t a model was beyond her . He was so chiselled, so perfect that it made his eyes stand out all the more.
From the moment this girl walked in the door, Inuyasha was unable to keep his eyes off her. She was just so unbelievably beautiful he wondered if she were a model.
She was reasonably tall, having legs that could end a man and an overall body to die for from what he could tell through her slightly baggy sweater.
Her gorgeous face was framed perfectly with silky raven tresses as her fringe hung messily, yet beautifully over her forehead.
But it was when she looked up from her gigantic bag that his breath caught in his throat.
Her eyes…were the most amazingly beautiful blue he had ever seen. Stormy, yet a rival of the Hawaiian ocean kinda blue. Wow.
A small smile graced her face as he noticed she had been looking at him as well. Score.
“Uh…what can I get you?” He said his voice coming out a little deeper than usual.
Kagome inwardly sighed dreamily as she heard his silky smooth voice.
Realising she hadn’t answered Kagome cleared her throat awkwardly.
“Well…oh, hang on,” She turned toward Ayame, “What do you want?”
Ayame seemed to be thinking over it little too much. “Umm…..”
“Today, you clothes stealing hussy.” Kagome said boredly.
There was a faint laugh behind her and she turned to the cute guy and smiled at him.
“At least someone thinks I’m funny.” She said happily.
“I do think your funny!” Ayame said happily as if the comment from before hadn’t effected her at all.
“Yeah and you also think your funny. So I’m really not gonna rely on your opinions. No offence.” Kagome said with a smirk.
Another laugh from the hot guy. Boy, was she on a roll…
“Well I’ll have a orange mocha frappachino with hazelnut essence and a blueberry muffin.” Ayame said happily.
“Uptown bitch how much is that gonna cost me…” Kagome grumbled.
“Hey!”
“$3.50 for the coffee $1 for the muffin.” The guy behind the counter said with another chuckle at what she said.
“See you and your high maintenance mumbo jumbo!” Kagome shot at an innocent looking Ayame.
“What?” Ayame said cutely.
“Whatever.” She turned back to the guy. “ I’ll have black coffee and a chocolate muffin.”
“Black coffee huh?” He said with a smile as he prepared their order.
“Yeah…why?” She asked as she leaned on the counter and watched him thoughtfully.
“Nothing really. Just you can really tell a person from what coffee they drink."
“Oh really? Well what can you tell about us then?” She asked with a flirty smile.
“Well, as you said, your friend over there is a high maintenance uptown girl.” He said as he leaned over the counter across from her, flirting outrageously with her.
“And me?” She said leaning over slightly.
“Well, usually it means a persons dark, mysterious. A secret to hide.” At this Kagome’s eyes darkened dramatically. “ But also very passionate and driven. A real thirst for life. And from the looks of it, it seems you coffee was right about that one.”
“Oh? And how would you know that?” She asked regaining her composure.
“Your eyes…” He said as he smiled beautifully at her while staring straight into her very soul.
She shuddered.
The coffee machine buzzed.
Killjoy.
“Here you go.” He said as he handed her the orders.
“Thanks.” She said as she grabbed the cups and bags from his hands not missing the slight brush of his hand across her fingers, the whole time neither of them breaking eye contact.
“Your very welcome.” He replied flashing a brilliant smile.
“As much as it pains me to break you two love birds up, Kagome we have to shop til we drop. Come on!” Ayame said grabbing her hand and began dragging her away from the counter.
“Kagome? Nice name.” Inuyasha called after her.
“Yeah. What’s yours?” She called back, struggling I her friends grasp.
Ayame stopped suddenly. In all her years that she had known Kagome, she had never shown any interest in guy whatsoever. She hadn’t even heard of any past loves or anything. This girls love life was non existent, and now she’s decided to get some? You go girlfriend!
At the same time Kagome was thinking pretty much the same thing. In all her 500 years of being on earth, no one had ever caught her interest like his boy. I mean, didnt get her wrong its not like it was against any rules or anything. In fact of all the many fallen that she knew, especially Gabriel, thy seemed to make this type of thing. The whores.
So what was it about this boy that made her actually show any interest in the male species whatsoever?
Nobody knows.
“Inuyasha.” He said in that silky voice as he leaned deeper against the counter and gave her a million dollar smile.
Kagome beamed back as her and Ayame made their way out of the shop.
Ayame turned to look at Kagome with her arms crossed.
Oh great. Here we go.
“Well?”
“Well what?” Kagome replied fawning innocence.
“What was that about?! You have never shown interest in any of the guys that throws themselves your way, and all of a sudden coffee shop boy flashes a smile and your all over him!” Ayame said throwing her arms up in the air.
“Shut up.” Kagome said as she turned the other way and began heading down the street.
“Hey! Get back here!”
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Inuyasha stared after the girl as she made her way out of the shop.
“Kagome.” He whispered as a ghost of a smile graced his features.
“Hey!” Miroku all but yelled as he plopped himself on top of the counter.
“What?” Inuyasha said whipping down what part of the granite counter he could get to without cleaning Miroku.
“Cant a guy talk to his best friend without an alterier motif?”
“No.”
̶ 0;Ok you got me. So what was up with that girl?” Miroku asked.
“Don’t know what your on about.”
“Oh please. I’ve not seen you look at a girl like that since…well you know.”
“Still don’t know what your on about.”
“Please don’t play dumb with me Yash.”
Inuyasha looked at him sceptically for a minute.
“Fine. I dunno what that was really. I just saw her walk in and…grr I don’t know! She was hot, and funny, and…I don’t know there was just something about her.” He said rubbing his head.
“So…do you believe in love at first sight or should I get her to walk past you again?”
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A/N: Well…there you have it. Please review. Tell me what you like and what you don’t like. Please.
A/N: Well. I actually got some reviews for this bad boy so I thought ‘why not?’ Anyways there was a reviewer who asked if I had based this on a series that was similar to this, and I would just like to say now, before anyone else asks, no its not. I’ve never seen or heard of anything along this line in my 15 years of living. I got the inspiration for this purely from a pic I saw of an anime girl. You can guess what she looked like. Anyways now that that’s taken care of, On with the show!!!!!!
I’m making Inuyasha a human in this fic…for now. Take that hint by the way. For now. Got it? Good.
Discalimer: Nope. Never.
Chapter 2: Living Among Them.
___________________________________________________________________________ ___
Beep. Beep. Beep! Beep!!! BEEP!!!!!!!!!!!!
Groooaaaaaaan.
A large hand shot out from the confines of the warm covers and slammed down hard onto the annoying alarm clock.
Crack.
Sigh.
“Guess I’m buying a new alarm clock…” A rough voice grumbled from underneath the large plush duvet.
A man pulled down the covers to reveal himself to the morning light which spilled from the large bay window to the right of his bed.
He carelessly rushed back a lock of long glossy black hair which had fallen in front of his face, covering his bright, yet tired violet blue eyes.
Scratching his head lightly he sat up, letting the cover fall completely off him revealing a very well chiselled chest and stomach, tanned to perfection.
Grumbling from his sleep, he rose from his bed before making his way to the bathroom.
Time to get ready for work.
Bummer.
After taking his routine shower and grabbing an apple from the bowl on his kitchen counter top, he quickly exited his two bedroom apartment.
Making his way to the front door of his stair, he stepped out onto the bustling street of New York, the place he had lived for the last four years.
A ten minute walk later he was walking into the quaint but still slightly large café in which he worked.
“Hey man.” Called a Dark haired boy who was currently wiping down a table near the register.
“Hey.” He called back as he stepped into the small back room where he proceeded to put his things in and clock in.
“Your late.” Said a stern voice from beside him.
Giving a start, he quickly turned to be met with the face of a beautiful brunette girl.
“I know. Sorry.” He said not looking into her deep brown eyes.
“For the last time don’t let it happen again. Got it?” She said sternly.
“Yeah.” Inuyasha said as he made his way around her and went behind the desk at the register.
“Hey Miroku! You can open us up now!” The brunette from before yelled to the dark haired man by the door.
“Sure Thing Sango.” He called back.
‘And here we go again…’ he thought as the first customer made their way to the counter.
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Light crept through the light sheer curtains and into the room as Kagome made no attempt to get up.
There was no point anyways. It’s not like she had a day job. She worked at night. Always had, always will.
Well, with the exception of the afternoon shift she worked at a local diner.
But her Night jobs were the ones she lived for.
Of course she didn’t like the job she had where her employers was the devil himself, but that wasn’t a job she could give up. Ever. That was her reason for being on earth and not in Hell where so many other fallen had ended up.
She was of a higher rank when she was an Angel, therefore she was given a higher job by the big man himself. Not meaning God if you know what I mean.
No, that job she hated. But, the jobs she did like were the ones where she would work in clubs before she had to go out and do her nightly killing of the not so innocent.
Those jobs, she loved.
Just then an energetic red head burst through the door and onto the lifeless form in the bed before her.
“Get up sleepy head! Rise and Shiiiiine!” She cheered excitedly at the raven haired girl who stared at her thoughtfully.
This was Ayame. Kagome’s roommate. She had known her for five years now and had lived with her for 3.
It was late one night and she was bartending at one of the many clubs he worked in when she met her.
The two had hit it off instantly, and soon became best friends despite the fact that one day she would be wondering why Kagome hadn’t aged at all in all the years she knew her.
Oh well. That day would come and, unfortunately the question would be left unanswered.
You see, the fallen obviously had to live among mortals, therefore the got jobs, lived in apartments, house, ect. And, unfortunately, killed at night.
They could do as they pleased among the living but there were two rules. One: Do your job. Two: Never under and circumstances let any mortal know about what you are or what you do. Simple enough wouldn’t you think?
But that’s where the problem lies when living amongst them. If you made friends, you couldn’t tell them. And the longer you knew them, the more suspicious they became as to how you never aged, got sick, or how you were able to heal when wounded at staggering speeds.
How great.
“Why might I ask do I have to get up? It’s Saturday. I don’t have work at the diner today and I don’t have to be at the club till eleven o’ clock.” Kagome asked shoving Ayame off her as she sat up.
“Because you and me are going on a girls day out. Just you and me. Shopping, lunch, Shopping, Dinner. The usual. So what do you say?” Ayame asked with a hopeful look.
“Sure. We haven’t had one of those since…the other day.” Kagome giggled as she got up and headed o the bathroom.
This was probably the only thing good that ever came out of being fallen.
Living.
Friends. Working. Having un. Just the many simple things that the mortals in this world take for granted.
Oh! Food. Definitely food.
Because you see, angels don’t need any sustenance. No sleep either. But, being on this beautiful earth means you get to indulge yourself in these simple luxuries.
Of course the whole sleeping thing she chose to do in the daytime considering her nightly…activities.
After showing, snuggling herself into a pair of blue jeans, a dig grey sweater covered in black stars, and her obscenely huge brown designer handbag, she made her way to the kitchen and grabbed a bagel from the counter.
Ten minutes later Ayame walked out looking like a runway model as usual. Hey! Were those her shoes? And that top!
Another thing she loves about Earth. Clothes. She just loved clothes. Yeeaaahhhh.
“Ready to go?” Ayame said slinging her hand bag over her shoulder. Wasn’t that Kagome’s as well?
“Ready to give me my tuff back?” She said looking at her unamused.
Ayame seemed to contemplate this for a while.
“No.”
Kagome sighed as she followed the red head out the door.
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“I’m hungry.”
“Kagome your always hungry. How the fuck do you keep that figure with the amount of crap you eat?” Ayame whined.
“Good genes?” She said sheepishly.
“Genes my ass…” She mumbled. “Well I suppose since we have been shopping for two hours straight without a break, we can stop for coffee or something. But we have to make it to go, I want to make it to Bloomingdales before all the good sale items are gone forever.”
Kagome giggled as she walked along the sidewalk in search of a good café with her clothes demented friend.
“Well, I have no clue about the restaurants in this area since we always go to McDonalds with your freaky fast food obsession."
Kagome sighed dreamily as she thought about humans greatest invention. Fast food. Beautiful.
“Oh look. There’s a cute little café there. Munch time.” Ayame said as she dragged her friend across the street to the shop.
They walked into the doors and was met with a reasonably large space filled with tables, chairs, and couches. Not to mention the stage in he back. They must have some Shows or something. It was very cute, and very modern. But they sold food so to Kagome it didn’t really matter.
After arguing over who would pay, Kagome won as she headed over to the register while Ayame waited at a nearby table.
Fumbling on her huge bag to find her purse she looked up to be met with strikingly beautiful violet eyes.
The boy, or man whichever way you put it was unbelievably good looking, with long, gorgeous raven hair that hung loosely over his shoulders.
From what she could tell, he was very fit as well, as best she see through his work clothes.
Then there was his face. How this guy wasn’t a model was beyond her . He was so chiselled, so perfect that it made his eyes stand out all the more.
From the moment this girl walked in the door, Inuyasha was unable to keep his eyes off her. She was just so unbelievably beautiful he wondered if she were a model.
She was reasonably tall, having legs that could end a man and an overall body to die for from what he could tell through her slightly baggy sweater.
Her gorgeous face was framed perfectly with silky raven tresses as her fringe hung messily, yet beautifully over her forehead.
But it was when she looked up from her gigantic bag that his breath caught in his throat.
Her eyes…were the most amazingly beautiful blue he had ever seen. Stormy, yet a rival of the Hawaiian ocean kinda blue. Wow.
A small smile graced her face as he noticed she had been looking at him as well. Score.
“Uh…what can I get you?” He said his voice coming out a little deeper than usual.
Kagome inwardly sighed dreamily as she heard his silky smooth voice.
Realising she hadn’t answered Kagome cleared her throat awkwardly.
“Well…oh, hang on,” She turned toward Ayame, “What do you want?”
Ayame seemed to be thinking over it little too much. “Umm…..”
“Today, you clothes stealing hussy.” Kagome said boredly.
There was a faint laugh behind her and she turned to the cute guy and smiled at him.
“At least someone thinks I’m funny.” She said happily.
“I do think your funny!” Ayame said happily as if the comment from before hadn’t effected her at all.
“Yeah and you also think your funny. So I’m really not gonna rely on your opinions. No offence.” Kagome said with a smirk.
Another laugh from the hot guy. Boy, was she on a roll…
“Well I’ll have a orange mocha frappachino with hazelnut essence and a blueberry muffin.” Ayame said happily.
“Uptown bitch how much is that gonna cost me…” Kagome grumbled.
“Hey!”
“$3.50 for the coffee $1 for the muffin.” The guy behind the counter said with another chuckle at what she said.
“See you and your high maintenance mumbo jumbo!” Kagome shot at an innocent looking Ayame.
“What?” Ayame said cutely.
“Whatever.” She turned back to the guy. “ I’ll have black coffee and a chocolate muffin.”
“Black coffee huh?” He said with a smile as he prepared their order.
“Yeah…why?” She asked as she leaned on the counter and watched him thoughtfully.
“Nothing really. Just you can really tell a person from what coffee they drink."
“Oh really? Well what can you tell about us then?” She asked with a flirty smile.
“Well, as you said, your friend over there is a high maintenance uptown girl.” He said as he leaned over the counter across from her, flirting outrageously with her.
“And me?” She said leaning over slightly.
“Well, usually it means a persons dark, mysterious. A secret to hide.” At this Kagome’s eyes darkened dramatically. “ But also very passionate and driven. A real thirst for life. And from the looks of it, it seems you coffee was right about that one.”
“Oh? And how would you know that?” She asked regaining her composure.
“Your eyes…” He said as he smiled beautifully at her while staring straight into her very soul.
She shuddered.
The coffee machine buzzed.
Killjoy.
“Here you go.” He said as he handed her the orders.
“Thanks.” She said as she grabbed the cups and bags from his hands not missing the slight brush of his hand across her fingers, the whole time neither of them breaking eye contact.
“Your very welcome.” He replied flashing a brilliant smile.
“As much as it pains me to break you two love birds up, Kagome we have to shop til we drop. Come on!” Ayame said grabbing her hand and began dragging her away from the counter.
“Kagome? Nice name.” Inuyasha called after her.
“Yeah. What’s yours?” She called back, struggling I her friends grasp.
Ayame stopped suddenly. In all her years that she had known Kagome, she had never shown any interest in guy whatsoever. She hadn’t even heard of any past loves or anything. This girls love life was non existent, and now she’s decided to get some? You go girlfriend!
At the same time Kagome was thinking pretty much the same thing. In all her 500 years of being on earth, no one had ever caught her interest like his boy. I mean, didnt get her wrong its not like it was against any rules or anything. In fact of all the many fallen that she knew, especially Gabriel, thy seemed to make this type of thing. The whores.
So what was it about this boy that made her actually show any interest in the male species whatsoever?
Nobody knows.
“Inuyasha.” He said in that silky voice as he leaned deeper against the counter and gave her a million dollar smile.
Kagome beamed back as her and Ayame made their way out of the shop.
Ayame turned to look at Kagome with her arms crossed.
Oh great. Here we go.
“Well?”
“Well what?” Kagome replied fawning innocence.
“What was that about?! You have never shown interest in any of the guys that throws themselves your way, and all of a sudden coffee shop boy flashes a smile and your all over him!” Ayame said throwing her arms up in the air.
“Shut up.” Kagome said as she turned the other way and began heading down the street.
“Hey! Get back here!”
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Inuyasha stared after the girl as she made her way out of the shop.
“Kagome.” He whispered as a ghost of a smile graced his features.
“Hey!” Miroku all but yelled as he plopped himself on top of the counter.
“What?” Inuyasha said whipping down what part of the granite counter he could get to without cleaning Miroku.
“Cant a guy talk to his best friend without an alterier motif?”
“No.”
̶ 0;Ok you got me. So what was up with that girl?” Miroku asked.
“Don’t know what your on about.”
“Oh please. I’ve not seen you look at a girl like that since…well you know.”
“Still don’t know what your on about.”
“Please don’t play dumb with me Yash.”
Inuyasha looked at him sceptically for a minute.
“Fine. I dunno what that was really. I just saw her walk in and…grr I don’t know! She was hot, and funny, and…I don’t know there was just something about her.” He said rubbing his head.
“So…do you believe in love at first sight or should I get her to walk past you again?”
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A/N: Well…there you have it. Please review. Tell me what you like and what you don’t like. Please.