InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Speed Limit ❯ An eye for an eye. ( Chapter 4 )

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Speed Limit

=An eye for an eye=

Kagome stared with wide eyes at the long black haired man in front of her. He stared back. She tried to say something but her mouth had gone dry. He seemed to be in a similar state.

"Inuyasha, this is Hirugashi Kagome the young beauty that I'm helping out," Miroku continued with his presentations not noticing that the stares had turned into glares. " I believe she is the girl you were taking about earlier, the one who made a remarkable job of painting your face pink."

Miroku couldn't help but chuckle a bit at this. Earlier that day Inuyasha had stormed into his workshop, yelling obscenities about Kami knows what and had nearly destroyed his stereo that had been playing a cheerful song which Miroku quite liked. Of course a broken stereo was no good and a no good stereo meant no cheerful song, so what did Miroku do?

Grab the can of soda which lay open and pour it over Inuyasha's head.

After a good deal of running, having been chased by a very angry Inuyasha, the two had stopped for breath and Inuyasha proceeded to tell the funny tale behind his magenta colored face. It had taken all of Miroku's self control not to roll over laughing, the story was, to say in the least, highly amusing.

Inuyasha snorted and crossed his arms.

"Beauty? Miroku, I think you should go have your eyes checked."

Kagome fumed. That pompous jerk! Was he suggesting that she was ugly?!

"Have you looked at yourself in a mirror lately?" Kagome said her gray blue orbs flashing dangerously. "Cause if you have either you're blind or your mirror is broken."

"My eyes are fine and I don't need to look at myself in a mirror to confirm the obvious," Inuyasha said with a smirk.

"Which is...?" said Kagome rolling her eyes at him.

"I'm desirable," Inuyasha said with a smug smile on his face.

Ooooo! That self centered moron! That, that- JERK!

"Do you really think the world revolves around you!?" Kagome shouted at him getting tired of his cockiness.

"Yes."

"Sorry to break your little bubble but must I inform you that we revolve around the sun and not some dumb idiot!" she yelled at him angrily.

"Then if you knew the answer why did you ask me?" Inuyasha asked fully enjoying getting Kagome all riled up.

"I think that you might just end up in the emergency room after I'm done with you," Kagome seethed.

She felt downright murderous. That guy was just so full of himself, wasn't he? Maybe she should knock him back down to reality. Not to mention, it would feel mighty good to do so too.

"Kagome, calm down," said Miroku shooting a warning glance over at the young manager as he tried to restrain Kagome from strangling his friend right then and there. "He's had a lot on his mind lately and the nerves must be getting to him, he's usually a pretty nice guy."

"I seriously doubt that," mumbled Kagome.

"Keh! As if I'd be nice to is to her," Inuyasha snorted getting up from his chair to lean against the desk. "I wouldn't be nice to that girl even if she was the last person on this planet!"

"Well that's a relief. Now I don't have to feel guilty for being nasty to a big headed jerk like yourself!" Kagome retorted.

"Wench," Inuyasha spat out.

"Dog breath," Kagome shot back.

And so the name calling match between Inuyasha and Kagome began.

Miroku tapped his foot impatiently as insults were thrown back and forth across the room as if they were tennis balls. One of things Miroku hated the most was being ignored and at that very moment that was exactly what was happening, he was being ignored.

"Inuyasha is an exotic dancer in disguise," Miroku announced.

"WHAT?!"

Well that certainly got their attention and it was all focused on him. Wonderful.

"What did you just say leech?" Inuyasha growled glaring at him menacingly.

"Me? Nothing," Miroku replied innocently.

"Don't play dumb with me Miroku. If you don't take that back I'll make sure that your hands and other body parts stay out of commission for a week. I bet women will be awfully thankful," Inuyasha said threateningly.

"Geez! It was just a joke!" Miroku grumbled. "Where's your sense of humor?"

"Don't have one," Inuyasha said crossing his arms.

"Thought so," Miroku said following the manager's actions.

Kagome shook her head. Some very disturbing and inappropriate images of Inuyasha had been threatening their way into her mind and she was not about to give in. Inuyasha is NOT hot, he is a puny, unattractive boy.

Ugh...That was like saying that the Sahara desert had just flooded.

"Anyway, what did you mean by women being 'awfully thankful'?" Miroku inquired.

"Do I need to tell you?" Inuyasha said a little frustrated. "It's freaking obvious that you're always groping them."

"Groping? Why Inuyasha, how could you say that? I am merely trying to assist them," Miroku said.

"Yeah right. And Mickey Mouse is really a little green alien planning to take over the world," Inuyasha said sarcastically.

"Did I ever grope you Kagome?" Miroku asked turning to the girl who had been quiet up till know.

Kagome had been watching the two boys discussion but her mind was else where. Finally her imagination had won over and her thoughts had turned back to earlier that day. She found herself looking at Inuyasha remembering the feel of his arms around her, the warmth of his chest, if not a little bit wet from the paint, crushed against hers, the tickle of his breath on her ears...

No, no, NO! That hug hadn't meant anything, he had just been confirming the war between them. He loathed her and she loathed him in return.

Miroku's question snapped her back down to reality, what he had just said was absorbed into her brain and deciphered.

She had been half-listening to the conversation to know what it was all about and if it hadn't been for the sudden empowerment of her hormones she would have hit them over the head long time ago. Anger rose within once more.

Kagome glared at Miroku and then at Inuyasha.

"You two are hopeless," she stated. Turning her back on them she stomped out the door, slamming it shut behind her.

Mental note: ask Hojo about the function of idiotic male brains. Did moths fly around inside their heads? Do cobwebs infest their corners?

The moments passed and the room was quiet, both men staring at the door stupidly. Finally Miroku scratched his head still looking in the direction Kagome had just disappeared.

"She's mad."

Well, that's pretty obvious.

"So? It's not my problem. She's just a stuck up bitch," Inuyasha said giving his shoulders a shrug as if he didn't care.

Miroku shook his head. "No, she's different somehow. In a good way."

"You said the same thing for-"

"Not like that!" Miroku exclaimed, flustered. "Like a friend or something."

"A girl? Your friend? Now that's rare," Inuyasha laughed picking up a pen from his desk and examining it. "Are you sure you don't want her for your play thing?"

"At first I did," Miroku admitted. "But she surprised me and I changed my mind."

"Do you realize that she might be leaving and never coming back?" Inuyasha said looking up from his pen. "At this very minute she could be going out the door."

Miroku stood still for a second and then bolted out of the office leaving a smirking Inuyasha behind.

"Kags! Wait!" Miroku called running after her. "Where are you going?"

Kagome had exited the little corridor and started heading for the exit.

"I'm not speaking to you," she informed him tugging on the heavy metal sliding door.

"Come on Kags, I didn't mean to upset you," Miroku said intercepting her way out while using the little nickname he had invented for her.

Kagome huffed and tried to shove Miroku aside. "MOVE!" she cried.

But Miroku didn't budge. "Kags..." he pleaded. "Don't get mad at me. Was it because I took you to see Inuyasha?"

Kagome looked up at him. "I hate him," she declared.

Miroku sighed. "I know. He isn't the most friendly of people but he's had a pretty hard life."

"Hard life? Yeah right," Kagome snorted unbelievingly.

"Maybe not now but in the past when he was naive and vulnerable some very nasty things hit him like rocks. He was too young to control them and has created a kind of barrier around himself ever since," Miroku said seriously.

For a few seconds he contemplated if he should continue or not and in the end opted to finish what he had started. He knew Kagome was trust worthy.

"Inuyasha and I met when we were kids at boarding school. We had both applied for the kendo club and we quickly became friends," Miroku said gazing outside. "He practically lived at school, even on holidays he used to stay there. It was quite lonely for him since he had no friends."

"No friends? Why?" Kagome asked getting curious. It was difficult to imagine Inuyasha without friends. After all he was the most popular guy in high school. The most popular jerk, that is.

"He is an orphan," Miroku said grimly.

Kagome gasped but said nothing, silently urging Miroku to go on.

"He left to live with his half brother when I went to University. That's how Sengoku Jidai came to be, they founded it," Miroku said with a grin.

"You mean...But that can't be! They're totally different!" Kagome cried, sitting up straight.

Miroku chuckled. "I know. It's incredible to think that Sesshoumaru and Inuyasha could be related."

"Do they get along all right?" Kagome asked.

"Sometimes it seems that they hate each others guts but I think that Sesshoumaru accepts Inuyasha, if he didn't they wouldn't have worked together to create Sengoku. Though after...," Miroku trailed off. "Let's just say they're acting colder towards one another lately."

Kagome let Miroku's unfinished sentence slip.

"How did you get involved with Sengoku?"

"I've always loved machines and engines. That was one of the things I shared in common with Inuyasha and that's how we became friends. Coincidentally I met Sesshoumaru at University and discovered he had the same interest in motorbikes as Inuyasha and I. Since then I sort of became the family friend and when Sengoku popped up I offered to help," Miroku said with a happy smile as if remembering good old times.

Kagome and Miroku stood there, both lost in their own thoughts. The neighborhood had gotten quieter and except for the occasional twitter of birds now and then it was silent.

"Anyway, shall we go get your car? It's already fixed," Miroku said closing the door and offering his arm.

"I'm still upset at you," Kagome said ignoring the offer and heading towards Miroku's workshop on her own.

As she stepped into the room in which she had left her car, Kagome caught a movement nearby the little Volkswagen. Her eyes widened as she realized who it was.

"What are YOU doing here?" Kagome shouted staring angrily at Inuyasha.

Inuyasha smirked at her and placed his hands behind his head in a casual manner.

"Checking to see if you had finally gone. Unfortunately you haven't."

Kagome narrowed her eyes at him, "Well if this makes you happy I'm going. And I'm never coming back, you hear!"

"Fine by me. I'd be nice if you left school too," Inuyasha said.

Miroku hit him on the back with the spanner he had been using earlier, giving him a "shut-up-or-I'll-kill-you" glare.

"I was there first, so if anyone is leaving school it'll be you," Kagome said taking the car keys off the counter.

Stepping into her car she started the engine, rolled down her window and stopped the blue van in front of the mechanic.

"Thanks Miroku," Kagome said sincerely. "For everything, I mean."

"It was my pleasure. Will we see each other around?" Miroku asked hopefully.

"I don't think so," Kagome said glancing over at Inuyasha. "But we might bump into each other sometime."

"I'll count the hours till that day my fair maiden," Miroku said over dramatically reaching inside the car and taking her hand to kiss it.

"Yeah, yeah. Let the wench leave Romeo. The sooner she's out the better," Inuyasha said eyeing Kagome's blushing face and Miroku's grinning one in agitation.

"Please don't be mad at me, Kags," Miroku said as if he had never heard Inuyasha in the first place still holding her hand.

"Don't worry, you're forgiven," Kagome said with a smile and gave Miroku's hand a small pat before withdrawing her own. "Say goodbye to Kouga and Shippou for me, okay?"

"Will do," Miroku said with a nod.

The garage door went up and Kagome steered the little blue van through the exit, leaving behind a waving Miroku and grumbling Inuyasha.

"That was sad," Miroku commented. "Such a short goodbye...and she was such a nice girl too."

"Feh! You're just sad 'cause you didn't get a chance to make a move on her. You do that to every other pretty girl you meet and didn't do it to this one," Inuyasha reasoned matter-of-factly.

"Aha! So you do think she's pretty!" Miroku said nodding his head in a knowledgeable manner.

"Who's pretty?"

Kouga entered the workshop followed closely behind by Shippou who scampered ahead looking around as if searching for something.

"Hey! Where did Kagome go?" asked Shippou, Kouga's question quickly left aside much to Inuyasha's relief.

"Inuyasha scared her away," Miroku said calmly waiting for the out burst to come. Fortunately for him and unfortunately for Inuyasha, he didn't have to wait long.

"He did WHAT?!" Kouga roared.

"You heard me. She so mad that she told us she wasn't coming back," Miroku said.

"What did you do to her Inuyasha?" Shippou said pulling sharply on a lock of the manager's black hair.

"Nothing!" Inuyasha exclaimed in annoyance.

"Nothing my foot!" Kouga growled grabbing Inuyasha's shirt in his fist. "She's not here for a reason."

"What are you getting so worked up for? She was going to leave anyway after her car was fixed," Inuyasha reasoned prying Kouga's grip free from his shirt.

Kouga said nothing. He knew what Inuyasha said was true, she would have left sooner or later. But maybe he could have convinced her to stay...

"That's not the point! The point is that she's gone and won't come back thanks to you!" Shippou shouted out.

Inuyasha smirked. "That's what you think."

The other three looked over at him, confusion written all over their faces. His smirk widened and he turned on his heel walking back to his office to take care of some unattended business.

Kagome was coming back. That was definite and he had made sure of it.

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"You stupid car!" Kagome shouted at her Volkswagen as it refused to start.

She was now half way to her house and it seemed that her little blue van had broken down once more. Snapping her safety belt off Kagome banged the car door open and stepped out, ignoring the honking of the cars behind her.

Recalling what Miroku had done when he had found her on the highway she lifted the hood, which to her great relief didn't burn her fingers and looked inside.

Stuck to the battery with tape, was a note. Ripping it off she read:

Like my little surprise? Thought I'd give Miroku a helping hand with your car.

Enjoy!

Yours truly,

"INUYAAAAAAAASHAAAAAAA!!!!!"

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School was out and students where starting to head home waving goodbye to their classmates as they headed in opposite directions. A big bang was heard overhead stopping them from leaving the school premises.

Like any curious teenagers, the high school pupils turned their heads in search for what had caused the loud noise, when once again the explosion was produced. But this time they were ready and caught the faint colored sparks of a firework as it broke into the dimly lit sky.

Kagome watched in satisfaction as the people below her brought their full attention to the setting autumn sky. Looking over at Hojo she signaled him to let the third firework fly.

This time the orange sparks were more noticeable as the firework burst into a more darker part in the heavens above. Students pointed and whispered excitedly among themselves watching the beautiful scene in front of them.

"Now!" Kagome called out to Eri who was down in the football field waiting by a little brick shed.

Eri disappeared into the little house, jogging over to the laptop connected to a large machine on the far side of the shed and pressed a button on it's keyboard. The shed's machine came alive, producing a humming sound.

Students watched in amazement as the large screen in the football field, usually used to keep track of the school's team as they played, flicked on. An image began to form.

Kagome watched with a smug smile from on top of the school's roof as the crowd below hooted with laughter and began to clap. The cheering became louder as a figure exited the school building.

The figure froze as people pointed over at the screen that looked over the football field. Confusion, horror and finally anger displayed themselves across the young man's face.

On the screen was a comical picture of Inuyasha dressed up in a cute little Hawaiian grass skirt and a weird coconut bikini top. On his feet were a pair of clown shoes and a party hat adorned his head.

Somehow one could just imagine Inuyasha dancing the Macarena with that outfit and shoes. Hands on his head, wiggle-wiggle, hands on hips, wiggle-wiggle, hands on bottom, wiggle-wiggle. Aaaah Macarena!

Inuyasha looked up at the roof to see Kagome waving over at him happily. The death glare he sent her way made her flinch slightly but she quickly composed her self and winked at him with another wave. He gave her 'the finger' and walked over to the parking lot gruffly.

Kagome burst into laughter and exchanged a high five with Hojo who had come to stand by her side.

"Did you see the look on his face?" she asked her friend wiping the little tears of mirth away from her eyes. "It was priceless!"

Hojo chuckled nodding his head. "Didn't I tell you we would get back at him? Come on let's go get Eri, she still has my laptop."

Soon the three friends where standing outside of the high school, chattering about the success of their prank.

"Thanks you guys, I couldn't have done this without you," Kagome said honestly. "Without Hojo's technology skills," she looked over at the boy in question who blushed, "Eri's artwork," she said referring to the girl's excellent job on the photograph, "and Yuka's and Ayumi's paparazzi techniques, my plan wouldn't have carried itself through."

"Paparazzi?" Hojo questioned.

Kagome laughed. "Yup! They followed after Nakamura all day at school today snapping pictures of him whenever possible. I don't think he noticed. And anyway, where else did you think I had gotten Nakamura's picture from?"

"Say, where are those two now?" Eri asked looking around for a glimpse of the two girls.

"Probably gushing over the photographs they took. I'm afraid that they might join the Nakamura fan club sometime soon," Kagome giggled.

"Do all girls lose their minds over men with good looks but no brains?" Hojo asked as he adjusted the strap of his knapsack into a more comfortable position on his shoulder.

Both girls turned slightly red at his question.

"Of course not!" Eri exclaimed. "What is inside is what matters. Though these days men don't have much inside of them except for their big ego."

"I'm a man," Hojo reminded her.

"Well...you're an exception," Eri said walking a little faster, her face suddenly flaming. "I better hurry home. See you guys tomorrow!"

Kagome waved at Eri as the girl jogged down the street to the bus stop. Kagome lived a few 20 or odd so blocks away from the school, a distance she usually covered by walking. The area in which the school and her house resided was one of the quieter zones of Tokyo, though during weekdays you still got a heavy flow of traffic moving around as people drove from the center of the city to the suburbs.

The screech of tires pulling up beside her caught her attention and she turned towards the street to see what had provoked the driver to halt so abruptly.

To her surprise a man on a metallic blue sports motorbike had come to a stop right next to her. Somehow she thought she had seen the bike once before but she couldn't quite put a finger to it...not to mention that the man looked equally familiar...

The man took off his helmet, his dark hair spilling out as he did so and flashed her a grin.

"Hey there Kagome," he said resting the helmet on his lap.

"Kouga!" Kagome said in surprise. "What are you doing here?"

Hojo frowned a little as he caught sight of the man on top of the motorbike and stopped next to Kagome.

"Kagome? You know him?" Hojo asked eyeing Kouga suspiciously. But then who wouldn't? Kouga, at that very moment, was looking every bit like bad boy material.

"Yeah, this is Minamoto Kouga, you know, from the Sengoku Jidai racing team," Kagome said happily. "Kouga this is my best friend, Hojo."

Kouga nodded in acknowledgement and Hojo nodded back.

"Hojo, why don't you go ahead without me? If you don't mind I'll stay talking to Kouga-kun," Kagome told her friend.

"Sure you don't want me to wait for you?" Hojo asked rather doubtfully.

"It's okay. I can make it home on my own, I'll be fine," Kagome reassured him.

"All right then, I'll see you at school tomorrow," Hojo said giving Kouga a final suspicious glance.

"Bye!" Kagome called out as she watched her guy friend walk away. Turning back to the Sengoku racer Kagome repeated her question.

"So. What are you doing here?"

"I heard of what Inuyasha did," Kouga said seriously though offering a small smile. "I came to apologize."

"Kouga-kun you have no need to apologize, it wasn't your fault," Kagome said and then a little mischievous glint entered her eyes. "Anyway I already got back at him for that."

"I bet you did," Kouga said with a chuckle. "I crossed paths with him on my way here. He was pretty pissed off."

"Well he deserved it, I had to take my car to the garage and now I've got to wait another day till it's fixed. My Mom wasn't particularly happy with the delayed repair of her car," Kagome said her nose wrinkling as she remembered the upset expression on her mother's face.

"About that," Kouga started, "we spoke to your mother and we're paying for the damages. Sesshoumaru insisted."

"Sesshoumaru? He insisted?" Kagome asked a little shocked.

"Yeah. Miroku might have had something to do with it too since he was the one who talked to Sesshoumaru about it," Kouga said. "He was feeling pretty guilty about the other day and when he found out what Inuyasha had done he wanted to make it up to you."

"That was really nice thing to do, thank you so much," Kagome said, her eyes showing that she was truly touched by the team's kindness towards her.

Silence followed neither knowing what to say to each other.

"Do you need a ride home?" Kouga asked after a few seconds.

"Um...Do you mind?" Kagome asked unsure.

Kouga grinned and handed her his helmet, "Of course not! Put this on."

Kagome took the helmet and slipped it over her head. It was a little bit too big for her but it wasn't all too uncomfortable. Securing her school bag on her back she slipped onto the motorbike's seat behind Kouga and gripped the racer's shoulders.

"Isn't this the Honda CBR 250 RR?" Kagome asked as Kouga brought the motorbike to life.

"Yep! Thought I'd give her a little run around," Kouga said gripping onto the handlebars and twisting the throttle.

Suddenly the bike lurched forward forcing Kagome to tighten her hold on Kouga as they raced down the street.

"Where to?" Kouga questioned over his shoulder, his eyes still on the road.

"Straight for 15 blocks and then turn right. I'll tell you which house it is when we get to it," Kagome replied.

Trees, automobiles and people passed by in a blur turning into a swirl of colors lost in the wind. She loved it. She loved the sense and feeling that speed brought to her, it made her want to go faster, to defy lightning. She wanted to be lightning.

To her great disappointment the short trip came to an end as soon as she spotted her home. Pointing out a pleasant sized two story apartment, with earth red tiles, Kouga slowed down and turned the engine off.

"Thanks for the ride," Kagome said getting off and handing the helmet over.

Kouga took the helmet from her hands and frowned as if he wanted to say something. Shifting slightly in his seat he spoke hesitantly,

"Kagome?"

"Hmmm?"

"You know, Shippou is loaded with stuff to do and it's hard for him to balance paper work and my training sessions all at once. After all, he's just a kid," Kouga began. "He's got help of course, he isn't really the Sengoku's secretary but more of a volunteer. He's been around for quite a while though."

"Huh-huh. Right. What do you want me to help you out with?" Kagome asked. She knew Kouga wanted something but had no idea what. Standing on the curve she waited expectantly.

Kouga was stunned. He hadn't expected Kagome to read his intentions so accurately but now that she knew it made things easier for him to say.

"Would you like to be my trainer?" Kouga asked.

"Trainer? I have not enough experience to be a trainer!" Kagome exclaimed.

"You don't have to have experience, you'll just be keeping track of my improvement, jotting things down and stuff. You'll give that info to Shippou and he'll take care of it," Kouga explained. "In the meantime I'll be able to teach you more about motorbikes and their works. What do you say?"

Kagome stood pensive, mulling over what had recently been said. Lessons on motorbikes given by Sengoku's star racer himself. Trainer keeping track on improvement. Motorbikes. Speed... Ok! She'd made up her mind!

Grinning brightly she held out her hand. "You've got yourself a deal."

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