InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Speed Limit ❯ Fashionable Pink ( Chapter 3 )

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Speed Limit

= Fashionable Pink =

"Do I know you?" the man in front of her asked, his voice slightly chilly. It seemed he was still angry but then, so was Kagome.

"You!" she repeated this time holding up her finger and pointing at him accusingly. How could she ever forget his face after what he had done?

"You threw Buyo down the well!" she yelled out.

"Buyo?" the long silver haired man asked. It seemed like he still didn't remember her.

"My cat!" she said, her frustration growing with each passing moment. "A year ago you came to my Grandfather's shrine during spring break and threw Buyo down the well. You know how difficult it was to get him out?!"

The man's amber eyes flickered with recognition and his face was wiped away from any anger he had had left only to be replaced by a face void of expression.

"I did not throw the cat into the well," he said calmly. "It jumped in."

"My cat wouldn't do something so stupid!" Kagome cried outraged.

"Well, there is obviously always a first time," replied the silver haired man.

"Then why did my Grandfather chase you out of the shrine? You and him had an argument as far as I know. What better way than to vent your anger than on a poor, defenseless cat?" Kagome pressed on.

"Look here girl. I did not throw your annoying cat down the well and if you don't get out of here this instant, I'll be forced to take drastic measures," the man in his early 20's said his anger returning.

"And who are you to order me about?" Kagome said her hands on her hips.

"Uh, Kagome? I think we better get going..." said Shippou taking nervous glances at the silver haired man.

"I'm not going anywhere until this man answers me. Now, what are you doing here and who do you think you are?" she said glaring at the man.

"I'm Sengoku Jidai's manager and founder, Sesshoumaru," the silver haired man replied.

Kagome froze, in loss for words. Seeing the girl's stunned expression Sengoku's manager proceeded to ignore her and turned to face the team's racer and secretary.

"I thought you two knew well enough that this room was not to be shown to the public," said Sesshoumaru. "Have you any idea of the damage you have now caused? If this information gets out, all our rivals will know where the motorbikes are hidden. Do you know how much they itch to get their filthy hands on these models?!"

Kouga looked to the side with an expression that said he clearly didn't care while Shippou studied the floor with interest.

"It wasn't their fault!" said Kagome having recovered from her little shock. "It was I who obliged them to do it."

Sesshoumaru looked at her skeptically.

"My little brother is an absolute fan of your team and has been pestering me for so long that I just had to see what was so great about Sengoku for myself, so I lured both Minamoto-san and Ayabito-san into letting me see the motorbikes. After all, they are the best and fastest models in all of Japan," she said hoping that her sucking up act would work.

Sesshoumaru looked over at Kouga and Shippou and then back at her, his face showing he wasn't buying it. He made a sound similar to a snort.

"In Japan? You mean of the world," he said.

Really, talk about being humble.

"You may stay and you two are off the hook for right now. I'll deal with you later."

Was it her imagination or was Sesshoumaru trying to impersonate Luis XV? Didn't really matter. She smiled, congratulating herself mentally for a battle well won.

"But if I find that one of the bikes is missing or that you have been meddling around in here without permission I won't go so easy on you," Sesshomaru warned in a tone of voice that one wouldn't like to oppose.

Kagome nodded solemnly. "I understand. I promise not to tell anyone about what I have seen today. Pinky swear?"

She held out her pinky looking up at Sesshoumaru expectantly. He looked down at her, a little startled at first, his eyes clearly expressing that he thought this action childish and inferior to his standards.

"Well? If we shake I won't be able to break my promise," Kagome persisted.

He grunted and took her pinky in his own, giving it a quick shake. He then glared at both Shippou and Kouga daring them to comment and turned to leave and disappear through the door opposite the training room.

The door to the Sengoku manager's office closed with a bang. Looking behind her Kagome saw both Shippou and Kouga quivering and all of a sudden both boys were on the floor howling with laughter.

"Sesshoumaru doing a pinky swear!!" Shippou said between laughs. "Now I've seen it all!"

Kagome giggled as she watched the boys trying their best to recover from their laughing fit. She had to admit it had been pretty funny to see the look on Sesshoumaru's face when she had asked him to seal the promise with a pinky swear.

"Thanks Kagome," said Kouga still chuckling a bit. "For a moment there I thought we were goners."

"No problem," she said. "It was the least I could do for getting you guys into trouble."

"If it was for you, I wouldn't mind getting into trouble all the time," Kouga said giving her a wink and making her blush.

Shippou rolled his eyes and tugged at Kagome's shirt.

"You want me to show you the new Honda CBR 250 RR?" he asked.

"Sure, why not," Kagome said with a smile and let the young boy lead her to the back of the room.

They stopped in front of a metallic blue sports bike with the HONDA logo written in bold black letters on it's side. CBR 250 RR was written in smaller light blue words just above the logo and the rest of the bike had been covered with the names of the team's sponsors.

"It's our latest model," said Shippou excitedly as he patted the motorbike lovingly. "It's engine has a capacity of 249 cubic centimeters, liquid cooled, four cylinders in line and four stroke. Six gears with a-"

"That's enough Shippou," interrupted Kouga. "Kagome probably doesn't understand half of what you're saying."

"What do you know, I probably understand more than you think," Kagome said a little miffed.

"Oh really?" Kouga said raising an eyebrow. "You do?"

"Not really," Kagome admitted sheepishly. "My little brother has more knowledge in this area than I do."

Kouga smiled warmly at her, his attractive features softening.

"It's never too late to learn," he said.

"Could you teach me?" Kagome asked eagerly, clasping her hands and looking up at him with gray blue pleading eyes. Who could resist her when she asked like that?

"Why not. Shall we start with the basics?" said Kouga beckoning her to come closer like that she'd be standing right next to the motorbike.

Kagome obliged and came to stand by Kouga.

"See these here?" he said pointing to the handlebars. "They have three controls on them. One handle has the lever for the front brake and the twist-grip throttle for controlling the engine speed."

"Translation...?" Kagome asked with a perplexed look.

"They permit you to stop the bike or either make it go faster," Shippou said. "On the left handlebar is the clutch lever that lets you change gears. Both handlebars steer the bike."

"Hey! I was explaining!" said Kouga poking the young boy on the head and pushing him away.

"Nobody can understand your explanations," the young secretary muttered settling onto the seat of a nearby motorbike.

"Those," Kouga continued pointing to the foot levers, "are also used to change gears and stop the bike. The left foot changes the gears and the right operates the back brake."

"So when your riding a motorbike you've always got to be working with your hands and feet? It sounds fairly difficult," commented Kagome as she studied the controls.

"Not really. Once you get used to it, things get easier but I guess it would be a little difficult at the beginning," Kouga said with a shrug.

"Since when did you take up teaching Kouga?" asked Miroku, grinning as he walked into the secret room.

His hair wasn't in such a mess as the last time Kagome had seen him and he had washed the black smears of grease and oil off his face, in fact the only evidence that he had been dirty at all was his splotched clothes.

"Since today. I might take it up as a permanent job if Kagome is willing to be my pupil," the racer said casting a hopeful glance over at Kagome.

"I think she won't have a choice," said Miroku with a smirk.

"I don't?" asked Kagome confused.

"I'm sorry Kags, I couldn't repair your car for today, it still needs a few touches here and there. You'll have to come back tomorrow," Miroku said regretfully.

"All right. That's fine, you are already doing me a big favor, so one more day won't be the end of the world," Kagome understood though her disappointment was evident on her face. She really didn't want to go back home by taxi and the bus wasn't really appeasing either. Walking home was certainly not an option, unless she wished to get there next year.

"Cheer up! You get to see us again!" Miroku said throwing two arms around both Kouga's and Shippou's shoulders with a grin.

"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" Kagome asked a little teasing smile tugging at the ends of her lips.

"Why a good thing of course! Which girl wouldn't want to see once again these hot dudes of the Sengoku Jidai team?" Miroku said striking a sexy pose and making his two friends do the same.

Kagome laughed but took the chance to look over the three 'hot dudes'. She had to admit that they were hot, except Shippou who was simply too young for her and had too much of an angelical face to be 'hot'.

"Hmmm...Now I'm wondering...Maybe my car isn't getting fixed because you want to see me again, huh?" teased Kagome inching toward the three boys with raised eyebrows.

Even though Kagome didn't realize it, her swaying hips were causing quite an effect on the guys. Kouga gulped, Miroku watched with interest and Shippou was too busy trying to shove Miroku's arm off to notice anything.

The two older Sengoku members held their breath as she stopped in front of them. She frowned.

"Now, how am I going to get home?" she wondered turning away much to the racer and mechanic's disappointment.

"We could take you," offered Shippou and then nudged the other two. "Right guys?"

The two men nodded still a little dazed.

"Come on Kagome!" he called out and Kagome followed.

"Did you see what I just saw?" Kouga asked his friend.

Miroku nodded, a lecherous grin spreading over his face. "Wonder what her behind feels like?"

"Pervert," muttered Kouga hitting Miroku over the head and followed after the girl and secretary.

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"Did you get them?" asked Kagome as Hojo appeared round the corner of the gymnasium.

Kagome, Eri, Yuka and Ayumi stood waiting next to the bleachers facing the football field ten minutes before the lunch bell was due to ring. Class had been dismissed earlier than usual so of course their time was to be spent usefully. A little evil glint appeared in Kagome's eyes as Hojo nodded.

"Right here," Hojo said patting the knapsack slung over his shoulders.

"Ok. Eri and Ayumi, you two will keep guard here, and Yuka, you'll be coming with us," Kagome ordered.

Eri and Ayumi took up their posts by the metal seats and Yuka followed Kagome and Hojo to the changing rooms.

"You sure about this?" asked Yuka nervously biting her bottom lip.

"We'll be fine," Kagome reassured her. "You will warn us if anyone is coming and Ayumi and Eri will give you 'the signal' if they see someone. Anyway, it isn't something I haven't done before."

Yuka gave her a pointed look.

"Well...except for entering the boy's changing room," said Kagome turning slightly pink.

"All clear," called Hojo quietly from the door and then grinned over at Kagome. "We don't want you seeing any inappropriate views now, do we?"

Yuka giggled, Kagome went bright red and hit Hojo's arm playfully muttering a 'baka' as she stomped past the laughing guy into the men's changing rooms.

The room wasn't any different from the girl's changing area. Rows of yellow lockers stood over a tiled floor and to the right was an open entrance leading to the showers and bathrooms.

"This one is his," Hojo said as he joined her and pointed to locker number 49.

Kagome opened it's door and grimaced at the odor that wafted out from it's interior. Typical. And to say pigs were unclean! Ha! More like men were unclean.

"Hand me over the gun," Kagome said turning away and taking advantage of a fresh breath of air.

Hojo opened his bag and pulled out a huge squirt gun and handed it over to the girl standing next to him.

"It's charged right?" Kagome asked turning it around with a look of approval. It was just perfect.

"Yeah, I charged it before I left home," he said taking the gun out of Kagome's hands and pulling out other various objects from the inside of his knapsack.

Soon they set to work in silence with Hojo focusing on the construction of their 'master prank' and Kagome supervising him as he set it up. The squirt gun's trigger had been tied to a string and accommodated in such a way that when the 'victim' opened the locker door...um...let's just say he would get one nasty surprise.

"Quick! They're coming!" shouted Yuka from the room's entrance.

Fumbling with the finishing touches, Kagome and Hojo ran out of the changing rooms and hid behind a trash can which stood nearby. They spotted Yuka and Eri crouching behind a pillar a little further away, Eri having come to warn Yuka of the approach.

Kagome mouthed them out a thanks and turned to watch a group of older boys barge through the changing room doors ducking down as one of them looked their way and clutching onto Hojo's shirt as he held onto the can in front of him. Peeping out she caught sight of her 'victim' and giggled to herself.

Revenge is sweet.

No sooner had the noise of the boys coming from their PE lessons died away did Kagome get up and tip toe to the changing room doors stopping in front of them and pressing one ear to their smooth surface.

"Kagome! Come back here before someone sees you!" called Eri from her hiding place behind the pillar.

But Kagome paid no heed to her friend's call, listening instead to the rustling and bustling coming from inside the room. Just any minute now...

"AAAAARRRRRRGGGGGGG!"

Bingo! Mission completed.

Kagome couldn't help herself any longer. Covering her mouth with both hands to muffle the sound she burst out laughing, leaning against the door for support. From inside she could here the outraged shouts and threats coming from a certain male along with the laughter of several of his classmates.

"Whoever did this I'm going to pulverize you till you're dust!" the 'victim' yelled. He was near the door but Kagome didn't pay attention, her stomach hurt too much with all the laughing she was doing to move.

The door flung open sending a unsuspecting and very startled Kagome flying to the floor.

"So it was you," the victim said in a dangerously low voice glaring daggers at her.

Kagome looked up at Nakamura, his handsome face and features covered in bright pink paint, his face one of a volcano ready to erupt. She watched as a magenta drop slid down his nose and fell to the floor adding to the small puddle around his feet.

He'd make a perfect sugar plum fairy all covered in pink.

"What are you laughing at, wench!" he yelled at her as she exploded into a new fit of giggles.

Kagome didn't answer him, instead she took deep breaths trying to calm down and then smiled up sweetly at him, cocking her head to the side and putting on the best innocent expression she could muster at the moment.

"You know, pink really suits you," she said rubbing her chin critically.

"If you weren't a girl you'd have one bloody lip and black eye by now, maybe you'd even be in a coma," said Nakamura his fists balled to his sides as if he was ready to land a blow on her any minute.

"Oooo! Tough guy!" said Kagome in mock terror as she got up from her position on the ground. "I only did this because you were such a jerk. Consider this payback for not helping me out on cleaning up the library and for not letting me revise for my test."

"You're a nut case," he stated with a snort.

"I warned you not to mess with me didn't I? I told you that if you didn't show up I'd do something you wouldn't like but you didn't listen, did you? It was time you learned your place," Kagome said as she looked at him straight in the eye.

"And you had to go squirt me with PINK?! Of all the colors you could choose you had to pick BRIGHT FUCKING PINK!" he yelled at her.

"I think it's pretty. It's my favorite color after red," Kagome said fully enjoying Nakamura's upset expression.

"I don't care if you think it's pretty or if it's one of your favorite colors! Does this even come off?" he said tugging at his formally white sports T-shirt.

"Nope," chirped Kagome happily. "I made sure of that. It's just to remind you never to mess with me."

Nakamura's patience had reached it's limit, the bomb was about to go off.

"Whoa there pal! Calm down. We don't want a fight," said Hojo as he stepped in-between Kagome and Nakamura putting up his hands in a pacifying gesture.

"Accomplice of yours? Isn't that nice," Nakamura smirked looking Hojo up and down before pushing him out of the way. "Though just some advice; I'd watch my back if I were you."

He glanced back towards the changing rooms and scowled.

"Show is over!" he said firmly and a big groan was heard from the crowd of boys that had gathered by the changing room doors.

Once the spectators went back inside Nakamura turned to Kagome, a little twinkle in his eyes.

"Before I go there is something I need to return to you," he said.

Kagome edged away from him as he took a step closer.

"You can't use the gun on me," she said. "There was only enough paint to get you soaked."

"I wasn't planning on giving you back the gun," he said taking another step forward. He was up to something she just knew it.

"Oh? Then what are you planing to give me?" she asked.

Without much of a warning he closed the space between them and hugged her, slamming her against his muscular chest.

"You play dirty? I can play dirtier," he whispered into her ear sending shivers up and down her spine as he held her close to him.

He pushed her away rather sharply and stepped back. "Not many challenge me and those who do never last long. Prepare yourself."

Kagome stood rooted to the spot. Yuka and Eri cast worried glances over at their friend while Hojo proceeded to glare at Nakamura.

"Actually, you're right, pink suits me. Though it looks so much better on you," he said with a laugh and walked away.

Kagome looked down at her ruined school uniform.

"Nakamura! This is WAR!" she screamed at the magenta colored boy's retreating back.

Nakamura simply waved and disappeared into the boy's changing rooms.

"Come on Kagome-chan, I've got my PE clothes for soccer practice this afternoon. You can use them until we get something else," offered Eri placing a hand on Kagome's shoulder. Kagome nodded her head, too angry to speak.

Her plan had backfired. A plan by Hirugashi Kagome backfired. That wasn't an everyday occurrence.

"Don't worry Kagome, we'll get him good next time or else...! He'll have to face my wrath!" said Hojo punching the air as if an invisible Nakamura was in front of him.

Kagome smiled weakly at him before she turned glum. Hojo was just being sweet and doing what any other good friend would do. She knew well enough that Hojo would never get into a fight, he wasn't one to recur to violence.

"Kagome! How did- Oh Kami-sama! What happened to her?" Ayumi cried as she caught sight of her pink friend.

Kagome sighed and shook her head. This was going to be a long day.

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"And then...And then he had the nerve to HUG me!" she cried out with frustration slumping against the counter.

Kagome was back in Sengoku Jidai telling Miroku about her day as she watched him repair her car. After the paint incident things had gone fairly downhill. Talk had spread throughout the school about Kagome's failure and she had gotten a note from her teacher written to her mother demanding why wasn't she wearing the normal school attire.

Nakamura fans had screamed at her. Yes people, Nakamura had acquired his own little group of drooling girls following after him and they certainly didn't like his new hot pink look. The paint had also stained his face.

Then she'd had to buy a new school uniform since her old one had been ruined, blowing away all her pocket money she'd been saving to buy that cute little skirt in the mall's display window.

"So, apart from being an egotistical, conceited, stupid, dumb, annoying, smug, snobbish, violent, bad mouthed jerk," Miroku said naming all the names Kagome had used to describe the guy who had made her day miserable, "What does he look like?"

"Ummm. He isn't bad looking I guess," she said.

"Pass me the spanner, will you," said Miroku from underneath the car as he stuck his hand out to receive the tool.

Kagome picked up the spanner from the counter and handed it over to him.

"He has really long black hair, which sort of makes him look like a girl," she continued. Truth be told she thought that it made him look more masculine, but she wasn't telling Miroku that. "He is older and taller than me, with purple eyes."

"What's his name?" Miroku asked.

"Nakamura."

Miroku banged his head on the little Volkswagen as he jumped up with a start. He thought that he'd heard Kagome's tale once before but it hadn't registered fully in his mind. Sliding from underneath the blue van he looked up at Kagome.

"What was his name again?" he asked trying to confirm if he had heard right.

"Nakamura," Kagome repeated rolling her eyes.

Miroku got up and took her hand leading her out of his workshop.

"Where are you taking me?" asked Kagome as she followed the mechanic down the little corridor.

He stopped in front of the Sengoku office and reached for the handle.

"I want you to meet Sengoku Jidai's other manager and founder. Both he and Sesshomaru take care of Sengoku's paperwork and economic issues," he answered opening the door.

The room was furnished in brown leather with two large wooden desks facing the entrance. Pictures of the team's triumphs decorated the walls and a bunch of trophies stood proudly on a shelf to the right.

"Inuyasha, I would like you to meet the girl I've been telling you about," Miroku told the turned leather chair that was facing the opposite way and blocking the person seated in it from sight.

The chair swiveled around slowly finally revealing Sengoku's other manager.

"Kagome, I would like you to meet Nakamura Inuyasha," Miroku said with a grin.

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