InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Tender Kisses ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )

Inuyasha let out a growl of frustration. He wanted to bang his head against the wall. Repeatedly. And hard. Nothing was going right. Black smoke had spewed from his oven and obliterated the baked salmon, his kitchen had become one big mess as he tried to fix something nice and decent for them to eat, and, to top things off, he had only an hour before Kouga was scheduled to arrive.

'How the hell did he do it?' he wondered for the dozenth time. 'How did he manage to pull of the perfect evening? And he did everything!'

Of course, as Inuyasha thought back to his stay with Kouga, he noted how modern the wolf's kitchen had been. Stainless steel countertops, brand new appliances, new refrigerator, state-of-the-art gas top range . . . everything that his kitchen wasn't. A heavy sigh that seemed to come up all the way from his toes escaped him.

'I'm never going to have everything ready for him. I'm not.'

For a brief second, the thought of giving up and just ordering in tempted Inuyasha and tempted him greatly. Then he shoved it aside, his eyes narrowed. If there was anything about him that could be said to be true, it was his determination and his inability to quit. He wouldn't allow a huge hunk of metal to defeat him. He just needed to tweak his plans a little.

'And I know what I can fix instead . . .'

Smiling for the first time all day, Inuyasha set about to getting things ready and, hopefully, be ready for when his lover arrived.

* * *

Kouga's lips twitched and tugged into a smile as the two-story, grey house with black trim came into view. He could see why Inuyasha hadn't wanted to move back to Japan. The hanyou's house was situated out in the country, surrounded by trees, and the nearest person was a quarter of a mile away. It was perfect some who wanted his privacy, someone like Inuyasha.

He pulled his rental car into the driveway, next to a small red car of some make he couldn't quite identify. As soon as he had the car in park and the ignition off, Inuyasha appeared in the doorway.

If he'd thought that Inuyasha had looked hot during their visit in Japan then the visage that appeared before him was godly. The hanyou had chosen a white silk shirt and black pants to wear, his silvery-white hair cascading over his shoulders. Golden eyes shone warmly at him as Inuyasha stepped outside.

“You're early,” Inuyasha commented as he reached the porch. Kouga smirked.

“Yeah, well, I couldn't wait to see you,” he replied glibly. The scent of fresh water and soap greeted his nose. “Cutting it a little close?”

Inuyasha smirked back at him and shrugged.

“Had some difficulties . . . but everything's ready now . . .” The smirk softened. “I'm glad you could make it, Kouga. I really am.”

Kouga slid his arm around Inuyasha's waist and pulled him close. He inhaled deeply, feeling content for the first time in over a week, since Inuyasha had left him.

“So am I, koi. So am I.”

* * *

“Boss . . .”

“What is it?”

“We know Inuyasha's location now.”

“You do?”

“Hai.”

“How?”

“We used the global tracking system in the wolf's rental car.”