InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Simple Complexity ❯ With You ( Chapter 4 )

It was very clear that the online alias registered with him; Kagome could tell by the way he simply gawked at her. Any other person would simply look confused, or laugh, taking it as a joke. It was very coherent that ramenlover9 or Inuyasha wasn't laughing. Not one bit. In fact the expression on his face was one of great shock, intrigue, breathlessness, and slight discomfort.

Discomfort? Why discomfort? She almost snickered at the idea, feeling his hand in hers beginning to get rather sweaty, even in all the rain, both their umbrella's shielding them both quite well. It suddenly dawned on her how long they had stayed connected by their hands, but made no move to break the connection. Suddenly she was feeling very elated and cheerful, but she wasn't exactly sure why... Then her mind unexpectedly brought up some of the less than innocent images that she had held for a couple days, and she felt her face getting a little hot. Perhaps she was beginning to see why he was somewhat uncomfortable, but she quickly realized the fantasies didn't bother her so much, even if she was around him. It might have been because she had visualized him differently than he actually looked...only his true appearance soon became a part of her visions. The affect it had on her was far greater now, and though at first she could appreciate how it made her feel, her eyes met his and she felt her face heating up so uncomfortably, she was forced to avert her eyes from his and let go of his hand.

It was at that moment, with all other sound tuned out, his chuckle met her ears and she couldn't help but subconsciously look up at him. He had such a fierce impression to his face, his eyes were the sort that could burn a sign into your soul, they reflected bright orange and red harshly back at you and seemed to be defiant to let anyone in. Somehow when he looked at her, his eyes were different, they seemed dangerous and as if they could possibly scorch you if you got to looking to far into them, but they only seemed that way and held you in a warm embrace if saw the true depths that lay hidden. They flashed against his coarse silver hair which seemed to refuse to be tamed, and upon that forest of tangled silver were a couple of the most adorable dog ears Kagome was sure she had ever seen. It was strange to see him smile when his eyes were so intense. "Fuck red hair, it's as black as anything." Kagome stroked her ebony locks subconsciously, feeling her cheeks heat up further.

"Yeah...well you never told me you were a hanyou..." Kagome returned quietly, unable to look at him. He shifted nervously in return and she side glanced at him a little, but found her face burning uncontrollably if she tried to make direct eye contact. "...why did you keep that from me?"

"'Cause...some people, they don't like anyone with demon blood–half demons get the worst of it..."

"Yeah..." Kagome began, finding herself smiling unusually honestly as she looked up at him, "...but your ears are so cute!" His grumbling was soon within her earshot and she couldn't help laughing, "you don't agree with me?" There was a short pause; Kagome felt his eyes unblinking on her.

"What's your real name?"

"Kagome." Her pupils were glued to the ground, and she felt his view scan over her, face, breasts, bare legs...

"Damn, you weren't supposed to be a babe. You knew I'd feel inferior didn't you? That's why you dressed up like that..." Kagome's face flushed further as she pulled her sweater closed.

"I wore an inconspicuous sweater..." she murmured at the floor, but she managed to gain the bravery to look up at him, "...so it's not so bad is it?"

"I guess not..." he breathed in a manner, which simply said the opposite.

"Well, should we do a rain check...this isn't exactly the greatest day to do anything is it?" He blinked looking somewhat alarmed, and Kagome wondered if it was due to him not expecting her to ask him out at all or if it was that he didn't want to wait until a different day.

"...yeah, but I don't actually live here, I'm here for racing. The whole business in car racing is in America, so I had to move there a few years ago. This place has changed a lot, I wouldn't mind the nickel tour..." He shrugged awkwardly as if he didn't really expect she'd agree to it, and seemed as if he was very interested on something on the ground as he stared fixedly at it. Kagome jolted when his eyes suddenly met hers and a small nervous smirk came to his face, it caused her to brighten immediately with what she was sure was over enthusiasm that made her seem like quite an idiot. "I mean, you don't have to or anything."

"Do you have a nickel?" she giggled, almost wishing she'd punch herself for the corniness of what she had just said.

"Hmm?" he said, finding her reply perfectly unexpected.

"Come on, let's get out of here," Kagome whispered, pulling on his wrist and yanking him through the crowd and the rain.


"Alright, well this is the street with all the over-priced stores and restaurants, you won't normally see me or Yuka here."

"Whose Yuka?"

"Oh," Kagome laughed, starting to consider changing the subject, "she's the boy crazy room mate I told you about...course she thought I was crazy when I told her about how I was going out to meet someone I only knew on a chat. She totally flipped out and gave me all this strange stuff..." She held out her purse slightly showing how over-filled it was.

"What's in it?" he inquired, eyes widening slightly.

"Well...um..." Kagome looked around desperately trying to change the subject, "Ooh! Smell that? Good huh?"

"Yeah..."

"Well, let's go, hurry up!" she chimed, grabbing his arm again. Why am I being so cheerful? I'm getting on my nerves. I bet I'm getting on his nerves too. Why can't I stop laughing like an idiot and grabbing him?

I should talk more...I'm acting like a fucking dummy, he thought. As they walked briskly by Kagome found herself coming to an abrupt halt when her eyes fell upon a very expensive-looking piece of jewelry in a store window. She found her eyes fixed on it quite longingly, but tried to bring herself away so they could get on with their day. "Want that?" he asked casually, pulling out his wallet from his back pocket causing Kagome's eyes to linger once again on his rear. Before she could protest he pulled a huge wad of money out and fanned it revealing a huge amount of yen and 100 US dollar bills. Kagome was sure she heard a distinct "cha-ching" noise rattling through her brain.

"Um, it's really ok," she assured him, looking over-whelmed. "Besides there are more enjoyable things for free, like the trolley for example, it's near here..." The two started walking, Inuyasha following after her and taking one last glance back at the necklace, he figured if he remembered he could buy it for her later... It wasn't like him to be much of a spender, but hardly touching his money anyway, he supposed buying something like that once wouldn't hurt. Course it makes me feel a little like Sesshomaru, like I'm bribing her or something... Then again Sesshomaru wasn't as bad as he originally thought...yet he didn't quite like the idea of being like him.

Inevitably his eyes dropped unexpectedly to Kagome's chest again, and he began to hate himself for being unable to unlock his eyes from it. Why couldn't she just button her sweater instead of closing it momentarily over herself? It wasn't normal for him to act like this, so after he felt his body tensing up at the embarrassment, he tried to compose himself. Perhaps he couldn't blame himself so much, he could hardly remember any pair of bosoms that could rival them in size except on some of the covers of the pornographic movies his friend Miroku happened to have lying around his house all the time... He shook his head trying to snap out of it, and felt relieved when Kagome cried and pointed at the trolley, giving him something else to think about. Only...somehow even when he looked away he still felt the affects her body was having on him.

Kagome broke into a run, once again grasping his arm, only this time he felt himself shudder with a sudden, yet slight, increasing of his arousal. She was only touching his arm, yet it was more than an instant before, when he was sure she had accidentally rubbed her fingers into his muscles, trying to tighten her grip when she slipped on a puddle of water. He stumbled forward in order to stop her fall, and succeeded, but the two looked up to realize that a great amount of people had no boarded the trolley while they had stalled. "Uh-oh, we better hurry," Kagome huffed, getting to her feet and making a run for it. Somehow Inuyasha found his head again, lifted her off the ground and bounded with his inhuman speed toward it, making the destination in seconds flat. He smirked, looking down at Kagome, figuring she would be stunned and somewhat frightened, but she only smiled at him.

"Wow, so you're fast and you get cute ears...it makes me want to be a hanyou."

"Believe me, be grateful you aren't." Kagome looked at him quizzically for a moment, but quickly turned her attention when the driver of the trolley began speaking rather loudly to her.

"There is only room for one, ma'am, sir," he informed them, looking at both.

"Oh..." Kagome said in a disappointed manner, the driver seemed to take pity on her and brightened with an idea.

"You...seem pretty close as I can tell," he pointed out, motioning toward her hand gripping Inuyasha the muscles in his arms, causing her face to turn slightly pink and her hand to relinquish its grasp on him, "you could sit on his lap, if you'd like." Kagome felt her face burning at the thought, and she failed to notice Inuyasha's similar reaction.

"W-w-well maybe we could w-wait for the next ride?" he suggested feeling his hormones racing.

"I see don't see why we don't just go on this one," Kagome returned, smiling, "unless you're really against it." Inuyasha tried his best to look calm and cool, but he was sure his fidgeting and twitching was making that rather difficult. The thought of her on his lap was making his sexual desire worse, not to mention he knew it was an all together bad idea due to what he couldn't hide if she sat right ON it... She motioned toward the trolley with that irresistible smile of hers and Inuyasha almost wished someone would come onto the scene with a cross bow and be able to stop his brain from picturing devious things. Stop him from climbing aboard that trolley, sitting down...and allowing the most seductive-but-I-have-no-idea-how-gorgeous-I-am-to-you-seemingly-innocent-no -way-am-I-causing-you-an-erection girl he had ever met to sit on his lap when he was trying his best to keep all x-rated thoughts and emotions from taking him over. He didn't want her to think she was some sort of creep that was only interested in her body, because that wasn't true.

Yet rejecting her would either make her think he didn't want her or trust her or that he was too sexually attracted to achieve her being on his lap without exploding.

The second one was, unfortunately, true.

Though his rational mind continued to scream at him the opposite, he found himself walking to the trolley, stepping up onto it, and sitting down. He tried to look straight ahead of him, not blink, be still, and squeeze his legs together as tightly as they would go. If he opened them up lord knew what would happen. "No way I'm against it, why would I be?" She was on the trolley as fast as anything, and was standing directly in front of him (Inuyasha was studying a Wacdonalds on the right side of the trolley in order to avoid Kagome's backside which was just as his eye-level at the moment), when she placed herself gracefully on his legs and scooted back against him as the trolley took off with a jolt, causing her to press rather harshly and quickly into his hardening area. His thoughts screamed for mercy. He didn't know how much more he could handle.

Kagome's face burned painfully scarlet. Inuyasha wished desperately he could go back in time and undo his very unintelligent decision. Now he would think he was one of those guys that was constantly turned on by women, which couldn't be further from the truth. He could sense her anxiety and uncertainty and began to also yearn for her to stop fidgeting so much. "Wow," she laughed, her voice quivering a little, "your enjoying this aren't you?" Inuyasha had never blushed more deeply in his life.

"Yeah...well it was your idea, I planned on waiting for the next ride..." he said, but afterward he felt it was one of the stupidest defenses he had ever used. He smiled, however, when it registered a laugh from her, he found it nearly impossible not to smile when she did.

"Mmm-hmm, now I know why," she responded, turning around somewhat and looking back at him with a grin. He shuddered badly, when he felt her place her hand firmly on his leg and stroke up and down a little. His erection only worsened, which he thought, wasn't possible. And she laughed. Laughed. "You liked that huh?" But he could see blush forming on her cheeks. His was worse, far worse, however. To his relief she stopped rather quickly. She was messing with him wasn't she? He noticed at the corner of his eye there were quite a few people staring at them and he briskly removed her now unmoving hand off his leg.

"Don't get so full of yourself...just because you think I'm turned on, doesn't mean I am," Inuyasha whispered urgently, desperately trying to regain a bit of his dignity.

"Oh lighten up, I'm only kidding around you know."

"Oh, okay," Inuyasha sighed, feeling a whole lot calmer.

"I can tell you can handle the situation."

"Damn straight I can."

"It's skipper down there that's all riled up."

"Skipper?" Inuyasha looked around him wondering if she was referring to someone sitting nearby. He searched a few moments, when he suddenly got an idea as to what she may have been talking about, and looked down at himself, "Oh, ha ha," he said sarcastically, "very funny, can we stop talking about this?" His face felt uncomfortable as it turned a bright crimson.

"Okay..." she returned slowly, "...what's your favorite number?"

"Four, it's the one on my race car."

"Oh really?" Kagome replied as if she didn't believe him.

"What? Do you still think I'm making a whole bunch of lies up? Obviously your old man theory was wrong, why can't you believe me this time?"

"I was kidding again, jeez you're uptight." Inuyasha shifted awkwardly, why couldn't he loosen up? Oh wait, maybe it's because the most beautiful, smart–way too god damn smart–, nice, sexy woman is sitting on my fucking lap, that's why! He was sure he heard a distinct "bleeping" noise and attempted to look around Kagome's body, when she hid something away from him. "What are you doing?"

"Let's see...your favorite color's red..." He heard more beeping sounds as Kagome's posture was hunched over something.

"What–what are you–what's going on?" Inuyasha grunted through his teeth struggling to catch a glimpse of whatever it was she was holding.

"When's your birthday?" She asked, looking up from whatever she was focused on and turning to look at him. He froze, taken off guard by the question and, though he wanted to deny it to himself, her somewhat visible chest area.

"Uh-um–well...it's April 14th..."

"Oh," she giggled in response and Inuyasha found himself even more intent on finding out just what it was the girl was doing. He tugged on her arm without much mercy and to his surprise Kagome put up quite a good fight against him, still keeping whatever it was out of sight.

"Lemme see!" Inuyasha hissed, finally prying a small pink device out of Kagome hands that was now bleeping and blinking repetitively.

"I found it in Yuka's purse...she made me bring her purse, she didn't even tell me about it," Kagome blurted in a rush, feeling her cheeks flush as Inuyasha analyzed the object. It was exceedingly pink. Exceedingly glittery. In fact, Inuyasha was sure it was one of the most pink and glittery things he had ever seen. It was most definitely the most pink and glittery thing he had ever held in his hand before. It had a small screen, which was flashing rather obnoxiously, and its outdated pixely graphics sported countless hearts and a flashing messaging reading, "Rating 10 match!"

"What the hell...?" Kagome found herself unable to stop laughing like a brainless schoolgirl, which she found horrifying.

"Sorry...I was curious..."

"TRUE LOVE!!" came an equally irritating voice from the device Inuyasha would have destroyed if it hadn't been Kagome's–or at least her roommate's. Whom he now reminded himself over and over mentally was the most amazing person he had ever met in order to not make the pink waste of plastic a crumpled up ball of ruin.

"I didn't know it wouldn't stop..." Kagome said sheepishly, looking somewhat guilty. Inuyasha shook the overly pink object and pressed every button unable to find any way to shut the incredibly annoying and girly thing off. "Here hand it over..."

"No I can figure it out!" Inuyasha returned, looking immersed in turning off the thing as he brought it out of her reach, turning in his seat. His sudden jerking movement, caused Kagome to almost fall off, only she grasped his legs in order to keep her balance entirely distracting Inuyasha from the gismo. How could it compete? It didn't have D cup-sized breasts and the kind of bright brown eyes you could become fully lost in.

Besides, her skirt had been pushed up and he could feel her bear underwear rubbing against his knee.

He was sure he was going to die.

He really hoped he was anyway, because he was sure he deserved it. When did he become so dirty minded?

At least now she was scooting back off his knee and he was sure the skirt would straighten out like it belonged, creating the shield very much needed at this time between his leg and her underwear. Only...

It didn't.

Not to mention he had opened his legs when she grabbed onto them for support.

Crap, he thought.

"Something wrong?" she asked, sounded entirely unaware. For a split second Inuyasha considered she may have been doing it on purpose but he denounced the idea immediately. She may have messed with him before, but he had no reason to believe she'd go THAT far. He could tell she was embarrassed about the entire situation as it was, and she seemed sincere after he had begged her to change the subject.

There was something about Kagome that makes it impossible for someone to think she'd rub her underwear on you on purpose just to make you squirm.

"Are you okay?" she asked now, starting to seem worried. It didn’t seem unnatural for her to be worried at all. Inuyasha had gone as rigid as a board and his face was entirely red, every centimeter of it, and though he was perfectly erect (in more ways than one) his body was vibrating slightly and he had a very strange look on his face. It resembled the expression of someone that was trying desperately to force feces out of their rear end. Hard feces. "Inuyasha?" But he didn't seem to have heard at all the entire time. She finally became so concerned she got to her feet spun around, and shook the hanyou. "INUYASHA!! WHAT'S WRONG? OH MY GOD WHAT DID I DO?!" Everyone was staring now. Kagome was sure she had psychologically damaged her first truly good date in probably her entire life and felt as if she was losing her sanity all together.

All that came from his in return was a huge neither unrestrained nor softened sigh. The trolley stopped, the people still staring and hardly anyone nearby had made a move to get off. Inuyasha slowly stood up, placing his hands on Kagome's shoulders. There stood the two, Kagome looking absolutely bewildered and vacant, still gripping Inuyasha's shoulders and Inuyasha now having placed his hands on hers. "Is your skirt on alright?"

"Um..." she tugged on it with uncertainty, "...yeah..."

"Good...good..." He murmured distractedly as if he were traumatized, slowly getting off the trolley. Kagome blinked a few times and finally followed after getting over a strange numbness that had spread throughout her. What had just happened? Whatever happed seemed as if it had been written on a slate then erased, faint, illegible markings, still remaining.


Everything that had happened in the last six hours seemed to be a blur. From the tours through the Japanese Animation studios, to the Neo theatres, the sushi bars, amusement parks, photo booths, tourist sites that you always have your picture taken by...Inuyasha even felt his hanyou energy wearing thin. Yet Kagome seemed as energetic as anything, which surprised herself more than it did him. The whole time she had been one little fire cracker ready to burn and still hadn't sizzled out and didn't seem nearly ready to. However, now she seemed far more toned down, Tokyo is a shopping landmark of course, and she had somehow found herself letting Inuyasha buy her a few of things she didn't under any circumstance need. She gripped the shopping bags and looked rather pink and awkward as they walked along the crowded streets.

"Y-you really didn't have to buy me this stuff..."

"Nah, sure I didn't, but I wanted to," Inuyasha returned casually eyeing a passerby who was devouring a steaming cup of ramen. Kagome found a wide grin forming on her face as she watched him.

"Oh yeah...you love ramen–guess I forgot–though your screen name says it," she beamed, finding him irresistibly adorable at the moment, "we should go get some...for dinner I mean. I know we've done a lot today...but doesn't the fun begin when the sun sets anyway?" Kagome asked, pointing at the sky, which was darkening considerably. Inuyasha flushed trying to ignore the part of him that assumed this comment was sexual.

"Well...yeah, but ramen's so cheap and...and...well I'd like to have something more–nice."

"No, don't spend more on me," she returned bashfully, her face heating up once more. Inuyasha eyed her from the side, seeing no reason not to spend all sorts of money on her.

"Why not? Where would you like to eat?" he inquired, stopping and surveying her with those inescapable eyes. Kagome could hardly breathe under their gaze, they were very disarming, and kind of took something out of just to look at them, as if they were so stunning that engrossing yourself in their sight cost you something. Kagome stumbled over unintelligible words for a moment when she finally caught her vocal footing.

"I haven't an idea...don't ask me I know nothing about nice dining–dirt poor pretty much." Inuyasha chuckled and Kagome found her awkwardness leaving her.

"Damn, can't you give me something it's been so long since I've been here. I don't want to have to go back to that damn Yurshamari Inn already..."

"Yurshamari?!" Kagome squeaked, her eyes glittering and Inuyasha took a step back in surprise. "That place is SOOOO expensive–and famous–tourist flock just to see the lobby–and usually that's all they can afford... It's got all that Feudal Era antiques...I'd love to just be able to take a picture of the outside, can't we just drive by?" Suddenly Inuyasha got an idea.

"Well, if there aren't too many stupid fucking fan girls, we could eat–"

"OH YEAH!" Kagome gasped looking extremely elated, "they're restaurant is world famous too–but it's the MOST expensive in ALL Japan! I could NEVER make you take me there!" she looked very scandalized at the idea, shaking her head.

"Nah, I'm sick of my money, might as well spread the wealth around. The damn stuff only sits on my dresser and in my account until I feel like splurging on ramen..." The smile and sheer joy on Kagome's face made Inuyasha feel that something he'd been feeling all day become much more powerful.

"No you don't have too..." she said, as if her body and mind was doing all in its power to force her NOT to say it, but she had overpowered it. He saw most of her energy and happiness leaving.

"I insist," he told her, finding himself sickeningly cheesy as he offered his hand. Her white teeth flashed in the neon lights as they showcased themselves once again and her delicate fingers fell onto his own.

"Why, how could I ever deny such an invitation?" Kagome returned, mocking an overly proper voice, breaking into laughter immediately. Suddenly, Inuyasha found his and her smiles fading and could only hear his heart pounding in his ears as their eyes became locked. He could see the city flickering light blinking in her eyes and something beyond all that shimmering up from her soul and revealing itself and dancing in those eyes... The unusual sensation of his head becoming clogged up and his whole body feeling numb all over was coming over him as he felt an irresistible urge to come closer to her... "I don't think I'd ever...had this good of a time–ever," she murmured to him, leaning closer. He couldn't speak, swallow, or hardly hear her. All he could say was,

"Mmm," in slight recognition, only acknowledging she had spoken, but not hearing the content whatsoever of the speech. He felt his sight becoming fairly fuzzy when he came closer to her and could only see that unlabelable aspect of her eyes clearly...

"You're not listening to me are you?" She spoke in the same tone as if she didn't feel the words mattered either, her lips hardly moving when she leaned nearer and nearer to him. He could see the sheen on her lipstick very clearly now and became mesmerized by her lips for a moment, not hearing anything at all of her voice. Only the slight rumbling sensation it caused on his body when she pressed hers on his, registered with him. He felt her nose brushing passed his and he soon couldn't see anything at all and realized he had closed his eyes.

Wait? What am I doing I didn't even think– He thought his brain coming to life for one millisecond than becoming lifeless goo once again when he felt her lips press onto his. He had the fluttering sensation that he was floating and every inch of him was disconnected from any matter of thought. As if his brain had been wiped clean and every worry gone and a tingling feeling was taking him over. A very, very, wonderful tingling feeling. Upon instinct he opened his mouth over hers, but immediately after doing so, out of all the blankness he had a very frightening thought. What if she doesn't want this–what if– But he felt her mouth open too and he felt like he was going to collapse, he was trembling as he tediously caressed his tongue into her mouth. She massaged her tongue and lips into him, wrapping her arms around him and he didn't want to leave this moment for anything, until he felt his hands grasped her jaw gruffly and losing all control of himself. He had begun kissing heatedly, his longing and desire whisking up every other motive of logic from him that existed at all. His whole being had never felt quite this unearthly and bedazzled, nor had his brain ever been so thoughtless. Her lack of resistance did nothing to counteract his wild passion when she grabbed onto his hair rather painfully. But he was numb to it. She was pushing her tongue as far as it would going and murmuring incoherently in his mouth, whispering, every time their lips were apart momentarily, something he couldn't understand, but he could hear in all its ravaging lust that she also had no restraint over herself.

Suddenly out of all this unbelievable blankness, again something of anxiety came through. You're losing control...you can't stop yourself. Remember what you can't give her... This thought was enough to give him some will, though even with it, he was finding it exceedingly difficult to pull away from her. He wasn't sure if he could manage it, something that caused him so much of a feeling he had never felt before that was the most enjoyable feeling he'd ever had wasn't easy to give up. But he felt Kagome shudder slightly and begin to pull away, which made it easier, and allowed him to do the same.

Once they had managed to end their lip-lock, neither could look at the other and once their eyes were open looked in opposite directions, their face slightly flushed and an unpleasant awkwardness settling in. He knew that she had become afraid too, but he wasn't sure what her reason was. Finally, they continued walking.

"So, what turned you on to racing?" she asked. And they both carried on as if what had occurred in the last precious moments had never happened at all.


"Oh wow," Kagome whispered in awe as she looked up at the hotel that towered over their heads the taxi they were in slowly nosed its way through the awful traffic. "I've never even seen this place before and Japan's not exactly known for its hotels or inns...so it's pretty amazing..."

"Yeah..." Inuyasha returned distractedly, tearing his eyes away from her legs, which he noticed, moved in and out slightly as she breathed. "So, you hungry?" he inquired, snapping out of his daze. All day he had been struggling to ignore any sexual thoughts or arousal, and had done a pretty good job but still had happened to get plenty of erections, more than he was sure he had in his entire life, which he supposed wasn't saying much.

"Oh yeah, really hungry, in fact," she assured him turning in his direction with a smile that was so beautiful it almost hurt to look at. Why do I keep fricking smiling? She thought desperately, her smile fading as her eyes fell back onto the window next to her. Only, every time she looked away, she knew he was looking at her, and when that happened she felt her whole body temperature rising. It made her very flustered and she found herself fidgeting a whole lot and thinking far too much about what position she could be in that would make her seem more casual and not so nervous. The entire time, however, she knew all the fidgeting wasn't helping.

Sigh. Fidget. Sigh. Fidget. That was all Kagome seemed to do and Inuyasha was sure he'd go insane if she kept it up. Sigh. Brush hair out of face. Sigh. Rub legs together. Sigh. Cause breasts to bounce slightly. SIGH. Run hands down sides to straighten out dress... Was she TRYING to make him explode and do something entirely uncalled for? Sigh. Fidget. Sigh...

"WE'RE HERE!" Inuyasha informed her far too loudly he was sure. His voice suddenly went an octave higher and he coughed trying to seem nonchalant, but she was already staring at him. Trying to ignore her bewildered expression, he jolted out of the cab, ran around the car and opened the door for her, blowing his silver bangs out of his eyes.

Oh but they were so sexy that way. Kagome's thoughts pouted as she got out of the car. "Thanks, Inuyasha," she responded, closing the door behind her before he could. He shrugged nervously and motioned toward the main entrance to the place.

"Well, here we are..." She grinned looking absolutely awe inspired and she gripped on side of her dress delicately as she headed for the revolving door, which Inuyasha got to first and pushed as the two entered. She noticed the wind resistance caused his bangs to fall into his eyes again and her smile widened as her gaze fixated on him. It seemed against the laws of physics that it could stretch anymore as his unbelievably cute attempt to blow them out of the way again quite in vain. He was standing still, immersed in removing the bangs from his face for quite some time until Kagome grasped his arm and began pulling him toward a sign, which pointed toward the direction of the restaurant.

"Wait a sec–" he began looking as if he'd never quit in his struggle to get his bangs aside.

"Don't worry about it, I like your bangs that way," she whispered hurriedly, as she pulled him along. He stopped trying immediately.

"You do?" he inquired blankly, as she dragged him across the lobby toward the doorway of the restaurant.

"Wait you didn't make a reservation," Kagome put in quickly as they walked up to a small podium where a book of reservations lay. Inuyasha took his eyes off her starting to momentarily forget his question.

"Oh, but the owner of the hotel's always making reservations for me here...I think it's so he can keep me here for all the publicity or some crap like that..." Suddenly a well-groomed man in a waiter's uniform briskly walked up the podium and looked from Kagome to Inuyasha with his beady little eyes.

"Reservation?" he inquired with a snooty foreign accent faker than the one Kagome had been using in humor some time before.

"Uh...yeah...under ...Inuyasha Yamaguchi..." Inuyasha trailed off, looking down at the book hopefully. The man sniffed rather arrogantly and glanced down at his book, "...for two..." Kagome pricked and looked at him realizing that if the owner had made the reservation, most likely it would have only been for one...

"It says for one right here," returned the man suspiciously.

"I assure you that must be an error," Inuyasha said dangerously, clenching his fists. Kagome was almost certain he was on the brink of pulverizing the annoyingly phony waiter standing before them and wasn't quite sure if she cared. Only, if he did, they'd get kicked out, then she wouldn't be able to see the lobby of the hotel... But wouldn't it be quite a story to tell Yuka? The man and Inuyasha stared at one and other a long time and Inuyasha was growling under his breath. The bad temper thing seemed to definitely be a reality.

"Fine, I suppose it must have been a mistake..." he said with a careless air, and strutted father into the restaurant where the two followed them.

"Couldn't you have just said I was joining you or something?" Kagome whispered slowly. Inuyasha's eyes widened.

"Um...I like to live...uh...on the edge," Inuyasha returned awkwardly. Kagome giggled in response.

"Ok."

The both of them were escorted to a small table in the least crowded portion of the restaurant that was small and round, a lacy white tablecloth hanging over it. A few candles sat in the center amongst a few flowers, two menus sat in front of the two chairs that were push into it. "I shall be right back," the waiter informed them and spun around propelling off before either realized. Inuyasha snapped out of his befuddlement over the sudden disappearance of the man and leaned over to the nearest chair and pulled it out. Nothing happened for a moment. Kagome was standing very still, simply confused as to why Inuyasha just standing there. Wait...HE PULLED IT OUT FOR ME, DUH! She jumped with nervousness with an anxious laugh, starting for Inuyasha, then ungracefully tripping and falling into him. He had turned somewhat, puzzling over why she hadn't sat down in the chair that had been politely pulled out for her before hand, wondering if he had somehow done it incorrectly as he'd never pulled a chair out for someone before in his life. Fortunately, due to his position, Kagome failed to be injured, but managed to cling to his shirt for dear life. They stared directly at each other for several very long instants when...

"Chop, chop what would you like?" came the voice of the waiter, clapping his hands with the words "chop-chop". Inuyasha bashfully and gently pushed Kagome away from him and walked over to sit in the farthest seat as Kagome sat in the nearest. The two smiled sheepishly and quickly got themselves immersed in the menus that sat on the table.

"Um...drinks right?"

"Yes, sir, what would you like to drink?"

"I don't know, what do you want, Kagome?"

"Water for now..."

"Alright, and you sir?" the waiter inquired, seeming to get more and more irritated the longer he stayed around them.

"Who the hell knows, what do you have?" The waiter bristled.

"That is what the menu is for. If you are not sure yet I shall return when you are finally prepared to make the life changing decision of what beverage you are to drink." With that he was off again.

"I sure as hell ain't givin' that pompous idiot a tip," Inuyasha muttered scanning over his menu with a scowl on his face. After a moment of speculating over what he felt like eating he was sure he caught sight of two brown eyes studying him intently and felt his face getting hot all over again. "...um...but maybe I'll give him a tip–or...I...I..." He had to keep himself talking, no matter how stupid he sounded; if he wasn't talking he'd do something else. Something stupid. Even then, if he didn't do something stupid he'd do something that he really ought not to do. So the best route it seemed was to keep talking. "...have you ever seen a giraffe?" Though he knew whatever would come out of his mouth at that moment would surely be incredibly lacking in intelligence and reason, he never would have guess it would have been that tremendously dense.

"Um...no, I don't think I have..." she chuckled looking as dumbfounded as he did at the strange question, "have you?" He fidgeted, resisting the strong urge to smack himself.

"Yeah–they have purple tongues." Even if she was laughing at him, he still enjoyed the fact that she was laughing and grinning whatsoever. She folded her hands together and leaned in with interest.

"Are they really as big as they look?" He looked thoughtful for a period of time, and was entirely silent except for the small amount of clatter sounding from the other end of the restaurant.

"No, actually..." he returned, still pondering it seemed.

"Sometimes you have to see things in person and up close to know their size," she said with a grin. He really thought she was talking about a little something in his pants that wasn't acting like he wanted it to at the moment. Afterward, he blamed it on the recent condition of his mind, which seemed to be in the gutter as of late for a reason he couldn't quite grasp.

Kagome then gasped and covered her mouth looking very sheepish and horrified. Her frantic laughter was muffled under he hand, "oh, NOW I realize what that sounded like!" Slowly, Inuyasha laughed too getting the sense that he'd never be able to escape the strong sexual tension that was settling in... She coughed nervously, "Um...who are your friends? Yuka's one of mine...then there's Eri and few others...I don't keep in touch with most of them though..." Inuyasha gulped. He wasn't quite keen on talking about Miroku very much…

"Well, there's Sango, she's a social worker...really nice...then there's um...Miroku...

"Who's he?"

"Basically a pervert who does whatever he can to get himself laid."

"Ho! Really? How'd you guys become friends?" Kagome asked, beaming with interest. Inuyasha shifted in his seat, picking up his water glass and chugging it. Ice and all.

"Long story," he returned as Kagome stared in awe at the feat he had just preformed, he burped loudly and covered his mouth afterward, feeling slightly awkward, but not seeming too bothered by it. The thing that affected him most was the "long story" of how Miroku and he had come to meet.

"Okay, I guess you don't have to tell me," Kagome sighed so loudly Inuyasha questioned mentally whether it was genuine or not, after a short paused she continued, "then I suppose I won't tell you about what happened at a crazy party with my friends..." This somehow tempted Inuyasha beyond reason and he had the strong desire to give in and hear her story, yet after thinking rationally about it, he realized he had to play it cool.

"Hmph, so what? Why should I care?” After he said it, he noticed Kagome's face was visibly flushed.

"Well...my most embarrassing moment occurred that party..." Inuyasha blurted one of the last things he wanted to.

"Oh I though you sitting on my lap in the trolley was," he said, trying to get one last piece of ice from his now drained water as he tipped the cup, then choking on it after he realized what he had said. Kagome laughed nervously, and he realized she was blushing more furiously now.

"U-um..." Inuyasha finally managed to swallow the ice and preformed what looked like some sort of dance or a struggle against his body's need to expel the digested food inside. But really, he was making flustered hand motions in a terrific frenzy almost getting off his seat.

"I–I-I-I I mean–I didn't–I didn't say–I–I mean to think th–I...damn."

"Well I guess it was...sort of...well...strange–but not SO embarrassing..." she returned with a chuckle, the color of her face indicating the opposite, "I mean...with how you reacted and everything..."

"Ghhii-ii-ii..." Inuyasha squeaked looking absolutely mortified and sheepish.

"Why don't you tell me about you and Miroku?" Inuyasha looked up from the table that his eyes had been averted to in slight surprise.

"Huh?"

"And...hear about how I danced on a table swinging my bra over my head like a lasso..." Kagome said in quiet tone, her cheeks clearly rosy. Inuyasha felt a lump in his throat. There was a short pause.

"See, the day I met Miroku..." Inuyasha began abruptly, "...I was going through some tough times..." He couldn't tell her. Not yet. It was just too much...

"Like what?"

"Well...I can't really say."

"Why?" Again Inuyasha moved in his seat nervously, unsure of what to do.

"I can tell you another secret though," he offered with a small smirk, leaning in over the table. "It's about my brother," he whispered. Kagome leaned in to so she could hear him.

"Yeah?"

"He-he's married...I found out the night before last...to a mortal–though he's full dog demon–and he hates humans... He's also–giving the company to me, he cays he can't handle it because they want him to kill his wife, Rin. But...but I can't do it, so I don't know what I'm supposed to do. I have to decide by the end of this week..." Kagome slowly leaned away from him looking somewhat stunned.

"That wasn't just about your brother...it had a lot to do with you...what are you going to do? I–I mean did you get any advice from anyone else?"

"I haven't told anyone else." Kagome's eyes widened, the secret seemed very important and she was simply surprised he had trusted her with it. "Now...what's this story I hear about a certain bra dance incident?" Inuyasha inquired with a smirk. It took Kagome entirely off guard and she went crimson, simply staring at her empty plate for a moment. She shifted around feeling very awkward and lost for words. Her leg stretched outward and attempted to go about her nervous habit of rubbing her legs together and pushed her left leg against her right gently in an attempt to calm her nerves only it caused her to panic entirely instead. She rubbed her leg with the other, but it seemed her right leg had gone entirely numb! Was it asleep? It didn't seem like it! And the texture felt strange to the left leg, rough and course, and she couldn't feel the rubbing at any level on her right leg! She looked up at Inuyasha and opened her mouth to say something, but stopped there–the expression on his face...it was so...

"K-k-k-kag-gome?!" he stammered, his hands gripping the table. Like lightening running through her entire body, Kagome suddenly understood the horrible error she had just made.

"Oh no–" she began, just about to explain to Inuyasha. IT HAD BEEN HIS LEG!! Was she so incredibly lacking in brains? How could she ever make such an idiotic mistake! And such a fatal one! Only, she didn't manage to get the point across. Her lips froze and her body was immobile at the time, because on her left leg she was sure she felt his hand! Stroking up and down, somewhat fast, and all she could do was stare at Inuyasha with a scandalized and demanding expression, just questioning, why, WHY?! The next moment, however his hand was stroking up her leg and to her knee, massaging it deeply, causing her to lose her head and she felt a little dizzy. She shook her head violently to snap out of it. WAKE UP KAGOME! She knew she had to do something, he couldn't just...just...DO that! "Inuya–" she began in a menacing tone that was soon lost when she felt his hand slink under her thigh and stroke up toward the edge of her skirt.
After that her eyes closed. She knew that was the biggest mistake she could have made. By doing that she succumbed to her yearning, and her body commenced to shaking, her breaths becoming heavier now... Her legs opened abruptly before she could have done anything, but in her current loss of logic, it didn't seem like she would have. Yet her mind would not give up, the thoughts were returning, tell her to put her hand on his and pull it away... However, she knew it was too late for that, because she wanted it too bad, and with a shudder she realized how profusely she desired this, perhaps too much, but she couldn't do anything about it now...

"Are you ready for me to take your order?" came a snooty voice. They both jolted simultaneously and turned their attention to the waiter; both Inuyasha’s hands were buried in his pockets now.

"U-um...I'll just have the lemon chicken," Kagome stuttered, picking up her menu and saying the first thing she saw. The waiter sighed as if he was far better than both of them as he quickly jotted Kagome's order down then looked up at her again, "...and to drink?"

"U-u-uh m-more water..." she said, holding up her glass, the waiter looked at her with a purely pained expression, "please?" The waiter sighed then turned to Inuyasha.

"And you?"

"UNnnh..." he returned, taken by surprise, "...same food as her."

"To DRINK?" the waiter huffed exasperatedly.

"...water, too." The waiter exhaled audibly and snatched their menus up and strode off.

"So, do you still stick by your Sailor Moon choice?" Kagome inquired cheerfully, amazed how every time something romantic or odd happened between them they could somehow act as if it never had.

"Huh? ...oh...oh that..." Inuyasha returned in a mock-dark manner which achieved a laugh from Kagome, "...yeah, I guess, but you DID make a point about her only being fourteen..." And instant later the waiter appeared as if from nowhere with a water pitcher and replenished their glasses with the ice and liquid and was soon gone again. "And what about you? Still happy fucking up a storm with Madonna?" Kagome spit out the water she was drinking and looked around her, panic-stricken.

"Shut up!" she coughed. He simply chuckled at her and she smacked him on the shoulder playfully. "Don't make fun of me!" she pouted, but it startled Inuyasha when a mischievous smile came to her lips, "I mean...what if I was, say, wearing a black bra?" she inquired casually. Inuyasha gripped his glass of water stop his hand from twitching which it was now taking to doing. It only made it more apparent he was trembling, though, when the water glass shook in his hand the ice noisily jingling in the glass. Inuyasha grasped his wrist with his other hand firmly and quickly looked up at Kagome.

"Whatever, I don't understand how that's supposed to affect me. And it's not as if I care." Kagome laughed through her closed mouth and eyed his once vibrating hand and glanced before smiling at him. He averted his eyes unable to find this a sign that she believed him.

"Again, so uptight, you get this way so easily..." Since when am I so antagonizing?

"W-w-ell, maybe I do, but you're the one trying to egg me on."

"Yeah, sorry about that, it's kind of fun." She giggled after that and Inuyasha started hating himself for being unable to not smile when she did. "But what are your interests? Do you want to be a racecar driver forever? Or are you going to pursue something else?"

"Hmm...I guess I haven't really thought about it too much... I could try other stuff I guess, but right now I'm happy where I am. My main priority is to get the stupid tabloids off my back. And the stupid news stations–no offense."

"None taken, I don't remember ever announcing anything to with you on our station...course I never watch it, so some of the other anchors might have...I don't know. When I'm in charge though, I'll make sure to keep you out of the news," she assured him with a disarming loyalty and smile.

"You smile a lot don't you?"

"Usually it's fake so people don't know if I'm feeling down–which can happen a lot for some reason...but around you I think most of 'em have been real..."

"Huh? Why?"

"I don't know, you make me smile I guess."

"Hmm...I don't get that at all, most people find me to be rude and obnoxious. Sometimes depressing too, with my sarcasm..."

"You haven't been all that sarcastic tonight, Inuyasha. I think you're a really nice person."

"That's a first. I don't think I'm that nice and no one else really does either."

"Well, I do," Kagome said firmly, but in a positive way that didn't let things become tense. It rung with sincerity rather than force.

"You hardly know me, this could all be an act for all you know," Inuyasha murmured at his lap, "I mean...whose to say I'm not a total fat headed jerk–the one I think I am–around everyone else? Or like the one I acted when I first met you? On the chat and real life?" His eyes were stinging her with a sort of plea for something, it almost seemed to Kagome to be acceptance, but she wasn't sure what it was so instead of saying what she thought he wanted her to say, she decided to say the truth.

"You started acting kind though, so maybe that's your true self, maybe you finally opened up for the first time. I bet I'm just one of those people you could open up to, that's all." Inuyasha shook his head.

"I don't act this way around anyone else."

"Well, I act like a total idiot around you, in fact I'm shocked you still want anything to do with me...I never giggle this much, guess its just nerves..."

"I don't care if you laugh, I mean, its not so bad," there was a strange silence where they both gazed at one and other. "Fine I admit it, you are obnoxious," Inuyasha joked trying to stop what he thought might happen if the silence persisted. She smacked him again with a smirk.

"Be quite, you."

"Whatever, at least I didn't jump on a table, do a dance, and lasso with a bra, like you did for lord knows why." She smacked his shoulder once more.

"You don't even know the story! It was the first and last time I ever drank sake, all right! Things got a little out of hand!"

"Oh HO! So THAT'S what happened!" he chortled looking the utmost entertained as he hit the table with his palms, finding the situation hilarious.

"Yeah, well–well, I bet YOU'VE done some sort of dare or something–like when you were in high school–that was worse, come on, I'm sure you have."

"Okay, okay, yeah, I did. It was this party we were having, but I wasn't in high school. We were very bored and had very little to do. This was a long time ago– remember, I mean, when I was a teen it was like fifty years ago or somethin' like that. Well, back then it was even worse to have done what I did or whatever, but I was dared to kiss this idiot and couldn't back out."

"What was she like?"

"It wasn't a she..." Kagome couldn't hold back the thunderous laughter that came. After she got over it, trying to regulate her breathing, she clutched her chest and looked up at him.

"That wasn't your first kiss was it?"

"Unfortunately...it was..." A look of pity came on to her face.

"Oh no, poor you, that sucks!"

"Damn straight it sucks! Damn Jakken with his fucking dares!" Inuyasha snarled.

"Was your brother there?"

"Nah, he was always busy trying to get money or somethin' pretty much all he did all the time." There was a short thoughtful silence as Kagome felt awed over the fact Sesshomaru was so much different than Inuyasha had previously surmised. The silence was cut into by the sudden appearance of their favorite waiter (not) who came to them holding a tray with both their orders of chicken on it and swiftly placed both on the table before each of them.

"Enjoy," he said as he turned to leave.

"Wait!" Inuyasha cried, causing the waiter to slowly turn and look extremely agitated.

"Yes?"

"You gave me the wrong order, THIS one's KAGOME'S."

"How could I have–did I?" the waiter murmured more to himself, walking up the table, "I could have sworn that I–" When he reached there, however he stopped and realized that both of the orders had been identical. As both Inuyasha and Kagome laughed, the man sniffed audibly again and straightened his clothing looking indignant.

"Humph, very funny." And with that he quickly turned his back to them and marched out as if he had been highly insulted.


Over their meals the two talked over a great many things, more about day-to-day events, humorous experiences, families, and other normal things, somehow evading any uncomfortable discussions that they had previously stumbled onto. Soon the two were finished and Inuyasha had paid the bill which he had been sure to keep away from Kagome's prying gaze and they both set about to exploring the famous lobby which was richly decorated in antiques and old decorations that could be dated back to mid-evil Japan other wise known as the Feudal Era.

Though normally Inuyasha would have found the walk around the lobby somewhat boring, Kagome's enthusiasm in it was contagious and he found himself reading excitedly from the pamphlet they received from the front desk when they came upon an artifact they didn't recognize. Even in the portions that were exceedingly dull, which were incapable of striking any inspiration from him, he found himself enjoying anyway, because he could never find himself unhappy when she was in a good mood. They finally came to the last portion and Inuyasha was pretty beat, yet he found burst of energy when he realized the last part dealt with the demons of the Feudal Era.

"Hmm...'a hanyou who traveled in a red kimono and was a reluctant hero of the people was said to have worn this necklace. Scholars aren't sure why, but they say it appears to made up of prayer beads which could be used to subdue a demon. Some argue however that it was worn simply for decoration.' Huh...what do you think?"

"I don't know, I don't like the feeling I get around this necklace though...like...it's EVIL or something..." Inuyasha said, cringing.

"Silly, it's just a necklace, and it was made by a priestess, that means its good!"

"Feh, priestesses tried to kill demons in the Feudal Era, how can you say there were GOOD?" Inuyasha grunted, looking at her in a triumphant manner. She giggled.

"It's not going to DO anything to you though...now what else is there?" she wondered aloud, looking at the pamphlet in her hands.

"That was the last thing...guess I better take you home, come on."

Kagome tried to hide her sadness as best she could, what a painful thing to escape reality for a whole day, to the happiest time of your life to only be told you had to go back to how things were. After she followed him, a solemn expression on her face at the thought, she suddenly brightened at the idea she'd see him again, perhaps the next day! She was so caught up in the sudden mood swing that she walked into the hanyou not only colliding with him, but also knocking him over and falling directly onto him. "Dammit! What happened?" He shouted, causing many people in the lobby to stop and stare.

"I'm sorry!" Kagome gasped, looking entirely truthful in her statement. Inuyasha groaned in pain, having someone fall onto your back isn't pleasant, even if you ARE a half demon. He grunted as he finally got his body to roll over under Kagome so that he was one his back and he could help her off of him.

There was this unnatural instant where time seemed stopped and Kagome found she was entirely lost in his fiery eyes that were now looking directly at her–through her was what it felt like–as if they were deciphering her soul. She was completely lost for those seconds and when she regained her head she realized she was on top of Inuyasha, her legs spread, as that was how she had landed, and her nose mere centimeters away from his own. She shifted slightly, feeling her insides burning up, only accomplishing what was once a perfectly clean and dry pair of underwear to not be so dry and clean anymore. His body fell and rose as he breathed seeming perfectly incapable of movement in exception of that, she felt where her own body was touching him move up and down with his and could feel his heart beating against her own chest.

She was so startled at the magnitude of what she was feeling by him simply being under her and staring deeply into her like that, he didn't have to lift one finger for her hormones to race out of control. No part of her would move however, and she didn't even know if anyone was watching, she hoped they weren't but the possibility they were was the only thing keeping her from having her way with him. When he blinked she lurched back suddenly, surprised, and also immediately after, realizing he had escaped the spell of the moment. Her entire being ached when he sat up and helped her to her feet, forcing her gently away from him. "I think hit my head hard...I couldn’t think there for a while..." Inuyasha told her and maybe the others in the lobby to assure them of the alibi. His eyes scanned around the lobby as the eyes of the many other guests tediously traveled away from Kagome and he and finally thy managed to go about there own business. "So," he said looking at Kagome with the most stunningly passionate, wistful eyes she'd ever seen, "I'll take you to a cab..."

Kagome simply stared in response. It was partly from the shock of how great the last moment had been without it being so great at all–or how much it had affected her when it shouldn't have, and partly because she was still feeling the result of that moment and felt she could never get over it. Inuyasha started walking ahead of her, sure she would follow. She watched him begin to walk away and couldn't find any inch of her moving. Those two reasons were only two pieces to the puzzle; it was what had lain in his eyes. There was such a powerful yearning, she was blown away, and when she had lye on him, his body had been so warm and welcoming, there didn't seem to be any part of him that would reject her. Yet he was walking away now, so she must have been wrong. He wouldn't walk away, if he couldn't deny her, the entire act of him walking away, was proof enough he could get over a some how lesser longing...

"Kagome?" he said in confusion, realizing then that he had been talking to himself for the last few seconds. Turning to see what was holding her up, his eyes fell upon her; she was simply standing where had left her. Looking the same as he had left her. "Come on, we gotta get a cab, so I can get you home."

"But–" Kagome began, looking to the floor tile and finding herself finally able to move her limbs as her hands fell behind her back.

"What? We saw everything, let's go," Inuyasha urged. She looked up again with those soulful brown eyes and Inuyasha felt a part of him dying at the paper cut tears that were reflected in that face. They were non-existent on the outside, but he could see their essence in her eyes.

"–I haven't seen everything."

"Yes you have," he argued gently, "you saw all the lobby and even the restaurant. All the antiques, I checked 'em off as we went along. Don't worry we got it all, now let's go." But she made no move to go anywhere at all.

"There's something I haven't seen." Inuyasha sighed but tried to be patient, he felt his body being so restless for some reason, his pulse unusually high. He sensed something his brain hadn't registered at the moment.

"What?" he breathed.

"Well...the lobby and restaurant are very nice and everything..." Kagome began slowly, "...but that isn't what this in is REALLY famous for..." Inuyasha only responded with a bewildered expression. "...I mean, what about...' she continued as she approached him a little, "...the nicest part..."

"Which is?"

"You have one you could show me..."

"W-wait, K-kagome–what are you–"

"...your hotel room...I want to...see it..."