InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Rock This ❯ Kuso! ( Chapter 4 )

* Still not my Characters. Short chapter, a sort of necessary intermission. *

 

 

 

Kagome sighed as she leaned her forehead against the wall of her freight elevator. This had been one hell of a night. After she stuttered out an apology to Sango and the others, she had torn out of Down the Well like she had the devil himself on her ass. Her bike had weaved in and out of traffic in record time and she had basically thrown herself into the elevator the second she reached the factory. Running away was not something she liked to do, but in this case… She ran her hand through her long hair and pushed off from the wall. ` I can't believe what a baka you are Kagome. You never thought to ask Koga about the pointy ears and teeth? What are you going to do now?'

 

“Kuso.” She cursed out loud as she slid up the metal grating on the elevator and stepped into her apartment. Flipping on a light, she dropped her bag and keys onto the side table. Studiously ignoring the answering machines blinking light that let her know she had thirteen new messages, she headed across the floor to turn on her coffee maker. “Looks like it's going to be another long night.”

 

Kagome left the coffee to perk and started to cross the floor, pulling her shirt off as she went. She quickly changed into a little boys white Hanes tank and pulled off her boots and pants, leaving only lacey boy shorts. The hiss of the coffee machine indicated that it was done, and she poured herself a cup before grabbing her acoustic guitar. Standing on one foot she thought for a second before gathering up some writing supplies and heading for the rooftop, all the while trying to get the vision of golden eyes and adorable fuzzy ears out of her mind.

 

 

 

 

BACK AT THE CLUB

 

 

Inuyasha growled low in his throat as her scent faded along with her taillight. He stomped back into the club to join the little group that was staring expectantly at him. He ignored them instead and ordered a drink from the waitress. Aware that they were still staring at him he gulped down his drink and slammed the glass onto the little table, almost breaking it in half.

 

 

“Well?” Miroku questioned, his eyes fastened on where his best friends hands were clenching and un-clenching on the table.

 

“Well what?” Inuyasha spit out.

 

“What were you and Kagome, my best friend for whom I would do anything, talking about that made her run out of here so fast?” Sango asked with the promise of death in her eyes.

 

Rin giggled.

 

Inuyasha stared.

 

Hojo looked around, completely lost.

 

Miroku grabbed Sangos ass and was quickly slapped.

 

“I'm waiting…” Sango stated, crossing her arms pointedly.

 

“Nothing too big. Just thought I knew her from somewhere. I couldn't hear very well in here, so we went outside. End of story.” Inuyasha muttered lamely. He couldn't exactly tell her that they had talked about his being a half demon. Or that he had almost kissed her, a complete stranger, not to mention a miko. Man that chick was trouble. So why couldn't he get her off of his mind?

 

“You knew her from somewhere? She lived in Tokyo up until five years ago. Did you meet her there?” Sango asked, perking up at the extremely good-looking guy that her friend had been staring at all night.

 

“Tokyo? Umm yeah.” Inuyasha stuttered, valiantly trying to cover his surprise at the fact she was actually from his birthplace. He earned a quirked eyebrow from Miroku, and shook his head slightly at the monk clearly indicating; `Not now.'

 

“So why did she take off so suddenly? She fed us some line about not feeling well…” Rin asked, slightly worried. “It was so unlike her. She's usually the last one standing.”

 

“She said to me she didn't feel that well.” Inuyasha said, grateful that Kagome had at least given them some sort of excuse.

 

“Well in that case, you'll have to visit her to make sure she's okay…” Rin commented offhandedly, shooting a knowing glance at Sango.

 

“Yeah, sure. Let me get her number for you.” Sango cut in, digging in her purse for a pen and paper. She jotted the information down and passed it over the table to him, all the while shooting him a look that portrayed her emotions perfectly: `Hurt my friend's feelings and I will make you useless to all women. But have fun!'

 

Inuyasha gulped and jammed the number into his pocket. He would just toss it later. Wouldn't he? He wasn't so sure about that. Her scent lingered a bit on his hands where he had touched her, and he was hard pressed not to raise them to his face just to hold on to the intoxicating scent. She was dangerous. She was driving him crazy and she wasn't even here anymore. Well technically she hadn't done anything except smell so damn good. And kick him in the nuts. But he had deserved it. `Where the hell did that come from? I didn't deserve that! This is all her fault.' He sighed audibly, earning looks from all around the table.

 

“I have to go now.” He stated in a forced tone as he awkwardly scratched the back of his head and stood up. He turned stiffly and bolted from the club before anyone could ask him any questions that he wasn't sure he wanted to answer.