InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Eternal Curse ❯ Ah, So We Meet At Last ( Chapter 4 )

The Eternal Curse

Chapter Four:

Ah, So We Meet At Last

A/N: Got nothing to say! O.o

Disclaimer: People say I don't have a firm grip on reality when I claim to own Inuyasha. My response? Shut the hell up!

I really don't like putting curses in my story, but it is slightly called for, so if you are offended by mild cursing, please don't continue.

Pointers for this chapter:

Will be told in POVS, so you must pay attention.

I may start putting in second person views in the beginning of this chapter.

Pay close attention to dialogue

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* Okay, so you realize that you are going to meet that person your mother and your peers keep yapping about. But, what you don't realize is that they were secretly plotting on putting you two together sooner. The mere thought makes you retch! GREAT! Now you in the Great Hall, and your eyes have just met *

*.*.*KAG POV*.*.*

I just come rushing from my room. I don't care that my hair was slightly messy. I don't care that my dress is very wrinkly. All I do know is that I am hungry, and hope to grab a quick bite before I have to look "him" in the eye, but when I charge into the Great Hall, I can't feel the hundreds of eyes on me, it is just one pair and I turn to look. It was him. The first thing I notice is his long, silver-white hair tumbling past his shoulders to his waist. Then, when I squint, I see bright amber depths. I feel as if I am drowning in those eyes and I think I start to drool, but when two, small, white triangles twitch on top of his head, my gaze adverts to them. They are KAWAII PUPPY EARS! I draw in a sharp intake of breath as I watch them.

Fine, I have to admit, he was cuter than Homo, WAY cuter, more like heart-stoppingly gorgeous, but I can only ponder on that in my subconscious. He seems to be staring at me, too, and I suddenly feel self-conscious and ugly. I want to turn away, but when my eyes catch Mama's glare, I gulp, hoping that I won't trip on the way towards him. Gulping again, I begin to walk.

~.~.~INU POV~.~.~

When she first rushed into the room, I thought she was a Goddess. All I can really make out at that distance is long jet black hair pulled smartly into a sloppy bun, a few loose wisps brushing her face. Her eyes, identical to her mother's, are a deep and soft chocolate brown, but she seems to be practically scowling at me. I all of the sudden felt like crap. Hey, what I am I worry about her for? I mean, I'm INUYASHA for crying out loud. No b*tch is gonna make me feel bad. She looks stupid, I wonder if I can "play" with her. That should be fun.

Even though my cocky thoughts seem to be getting the better of me, when she starts to progress down the steps, my heart skips a beat, and I feel heat flooding to my cheeks. Oh no! Am I blushing? I haven't blushed over a girl since. . .ever! I scowl, hoping to look menacing, but when she comes closer, my eyes can't help travel to her curves and long legs and nice, soft, tender lips. I feel my cheeks flush for a second time. Can she notice? I hope not.

"Hi, Kagome Higurashi," she says, in a soft, yet confident voice. I reluctantly, stick out one of my own.

"Inuyasha Yoshitomi," I reply, as I see her gaze move to my ears. I hope she won't screech or call me a freak. No, her mother's here. She won't do that at least with her around, and I try to brush away a small smile that crosses her face. As I peer closer into her eyes, I see sorrow briefly masked by a fake wave of excitement and happiness. I choose to ignore it, and hurriedly release her hand which seemed to stay in mines longer than it should.

"Welcome to my home. I hope you find your stay enjoyable here," she mutters, gaze traveling to the ground. I know it was forced, but what's so interesting about a carpet? "Are you hungry?" I nod fiercely, only just then realizing my own intense hunger. Maybe it was her beauty, but food seemed to be the farthest thing from my mind a few moments before. She's staring at me. Oh great! And hard, too. Is this just a front? I hope not, then she'll be easier to ignore.

"Follow me," the princess says in a barely audible voice, but my ultra-sensitive ears pick it up. I follow her.

*.*.*KAG POV*.*.*

I can feel him glaring or staring - take your pick - at the back of my neck. His eyes are so beautiful as well as his hair and I can't help but be jealous and I love his ears a heck of a lot more than my own. He reminds me of a dog. Not a dirty, rotten, mutt, but a kawaii, white, snuggly one that I want to cuddle with. Whoa! Where did THAT come from? With that glare he gave me, I'm sure he wouldn't like that very much. So much for a teddy bear. A sigh escapes my lips. Of course Mama had someone pull up an extra chair and place it next to mines. Small talk. All part of being a princess, but that doesn't mean I have to be good at it. In fact, I suck. Horribly. I either talk to fast or too slow, and pick the most boring of subjects to talk about. Maybe Hobo would have suited me better after all.

The food is not here yet, and the way Mama is glowering at me, while pasting that annoyingly perfect, but fake smile on her face, I know she's begging me to make small talk. I can't help but sigh as I look at Inuyasha from the corner of my eye. Of course he's not looking at me, but. . .still, his proximity. . . GRR! Snap out of it girl! I don't even know this guy, what he's like, or ANYTHING!

"How was your trip?" I ask rather loudly. Great, perfect thing to say. . .

"Boring," he mumbles, twirled a spoon between his fingers. His eyes still don't meet mines.

"Oh. And uh. . .I hope you like spending time here." Didn't I say that already?

"Didn't you already say that?" he mirrors, one eyebrow furrowing. I can feel my own temper rising. Look, I was trying to be NICE! My attraction to this guy drops to about -25. I grumble under my breath and brighten when the food comes.

As soon as Inuyasha's place is filled, he dives into it like an animal. He doesn't use his hands, and bits of food and drink are dribbling down his chin. I wrinkle my nose, suddenly loosing my appetite.

"Uh. . .we have chopsticks you know." (Sorry if I put forks earlier, I'm dumb) I hear a growl coming from his throat and I gulp, and try to look at my oden. Even my favorite dish seems disgusting with Inuyasha pigging out right next to me. "Well, Mama, Inuyasha, I'm going to turn in early, I'm not real hungry."

"Honey, you sure?" she asks after she finishes slurping her noodles.

"Mm-hm." I nod to assure her, and advert my attention to Inuyasha.

"Good night." He shrugs, and continues to shovel food into his hungry mouth. WHAT A PIG! Growling, I angrily get up, the legs of the chair scraping against the floor, and stamp to my room. I need to cool off or else tonight will be even more painful.

***NORMAL POV***

Inuyasha groaned. Was it morning already? He rubbed some sleep from his eyes, stretched, and yawned loudly. At first, he believed that everything was a dream and last night's banquet never happened, but then he realized that the navy blue curtains weren't his own, and last night wasn't a dream. Inuyasha sighed. That girl, Ka-go-me was it? She was beautiful and seemed to be nice, but she didn't seem to like him very much.

"So what?" he yawned, shuffling to the bathroom to take a quick rinse. "Then my plan will proceed."

***

He didn't expect to see her gobbling food down almost god-like at the table. It was still early, he could tell by the sun's position, and the place was devoid of even servants. ~Perfect!~ he thought. Kagome suddenly noticed him and put on a cheery smile.

"Oi, Inuyasha!" she said, waving, then pointing to the seat next to her. "Want some left over rolls?" He nodded, then took his place by her side, and licked his lips when she pilled some bread onto his plate.

"No one knows that I can cook, but keep that a secret between you and me, okay?"

"Oi, bitch, you think we're friends?" he asked, as he tore into the biscuit with his fangs. Kagome huffed.

"I am NOT a bitch. Besides, we have to spend the next month or so together, so I thought we might as well call it a truce," she growled, eyes narrowing.

"Don't get any ideas," he said.

"What's THAT suppose to mean?" He shrugged, trying to prevent a grin from spreading across his face. This girl would be fun.

"Nothing."

***

"You know, it would be easier for you just to ask for help!"

"Shut up! I don't need you!"

"Whatever. Feh, stupid weakling. Give it here." He extended his hand.

"No!" she cried, clutching the jar fiercely.

"Yes!"

"No! I can do it myself!" He allowed a small grin of amusement to cross his face as he watched the girl struggle to open a jar of peaches for them to share.

"Fine." Inuyasha turned his back, waiting for her to whimper and whine, begging for help, but it never came. He turned to see her glaring at him. Ouch. Major blow to his male ego.

"You don't have to be such a jerk about it!" With that she stormed away. Once he was sure she couldn't see him anymore, he snuck over to the counter, to open the jar, but found it was loose.

"She did it herself?" He pouted. (AW!) This was turning out to be harder than he anticipated.

***

"I knew he was going to be a jerk!" she huffed, stomping down the stars. "It's just day one and he's already frying my nerves!" Kagome blew her bangs out of her eyes and sighed. Then, a sinister look came over her face. "I guess I'll a play little game with him." *cackles* "That'll be fun."

~*~

Inuyasha was annoyed. Where could she have gone? He followed her scent. She was sitting out on the steps and he trudged up to her and plopped down.

"Some hostess you are," he muttered, voice laced with obvious boredom.

"Some guest you are!" she retorted, eyes not meeting his. A few loose strands of her hair blew against her cheek. She watched them with mild interest.

"You need to learn some respect," Inuyasha informed her angrily. "We are demons. Demons are superior to humans." Kagome growled. He smirked arrogantly.

"Well, Inuyasha, what happens if you have some ~human~ in you?" she asked in a deadpan voice, while emphasizing human, trying to hold back a laugh.

"W-what?" He murmured, faint blush crossing his cheeks.

"You heard," Kagome replied as she got up, brushing off her dress. "You're a hanyou."

"How did you know that. . .wench?" he added for good flavor.

"Ears," she through over her shoulder as she walked up the stairs.

"Shoot."

***

Miroku was irritated. He had swept aimlessly through the halls, hoping to catch a glimpse of a woman's backside, or of her beautiful face, but no, all he had seen were grumpy, wart-faced maids who shoved him away when he stopped them to chat, only to recoil from their appearance when they turned to face him.

"Maybe Inuyasha is having better luck with Lady Kagome," he said, then pouted(kawaii!). "How come he gets luck with all the girls!" Then he saw something! A GIRL! His pulse quickened. A girl, about 18 in age with flowing black hair, and a short servant dress. He combed some loose locks from his face, and cleared his throat. The girl turned, and smiled cheerily at him.

"Well, hello there. You are Master Miroku, right?" she asked, extending a hand. He nodded eagerly, taking her hands in his, relishing the soft feel of them.

"Yes! And you may be. . ." His voice trailed off as his eyes ran up and down the girl's body. Pretty tall for a girl, nice face, topaz brown eyes, and a good body.

"Sango," she answered, unsurely. This guy was way too touchy feely. She closed her eyes, but jolted when she felt a soft, yet firm caress on her butt. As her lips formed the words and her hand flew up into the air, she saw a lazy, satisfied smile on his face.

"HENTAI!" she finally screeched, hand making contact with his cheek. A throbbing red mark appeared.

"My beautiful Sango. . ." he muttered, his own hand rubbing vigorously at the tender spot on his face. "I was only admiring your nice as--"

"Save it," she growled, stomping away, hiding her blush. Another goofy grin appeared on his face.

"She wants me."

***

Kagome was puzzled when she saw a silently fuming, red faced Sango stomp by her, but she knew better than to interrupt her and face her wrath. She sighed.

"It's so boring. The new guy is a jerk so spending time with him is out. That guy that Inuyasha brought with him seems slightly on the perverted side. Sango would whack me into a coma if I asked her what was wrong. Mama is probably flouncing around, doing nothing in those expensive dresses. . .I need a hobby. And I know just were to start."

***

"Is she on to me? Does she know my intentions? Of course not, I mean, I outsmart everyone, this girl will be no different. Nonetheless, she is really fun to pick on. She's probably gloating around somewhere just cause she figured out what I am. Well that has to stop!" He balled up a fist and slammed it into his other hand. "I wonder if she knows what TFCs are. I bet not. This'll be fun!"

***

Kagome aimed at a nearby tree, bow poised elegantly. She had always been crappy at archery, but she wanted to get better, mainly to show her mom that Kikyo WAS NOT better at everything than she was. Actually, to show everyone.

She released the feather of the arrow, watching in fly quickly, but she missed the target and it landed uselessly on the ground. Kagome pouted, her grip on the bow loosening.

"Nice shot," came a voice. She whipped around to find it's owner and scowled. Inuyasha stood, shoulder propped up against the tree, eyes closed, obvious grin touching the corners of his mouth.

"Shut up, baka," Kagome grumbled, shakily pulling another arrow from her quiver.

"Why bother if you can't hit?" he asked haughtily, eyes never opening.

"You got a problem with it, LEAVE!" she practically shouted.

"Ooh, we have quite a temper, don't we?" Inuyasha snickered, watching her face go five shades of red. But, she suddenly, calmed, and closed her eyes, sucking in a deep breath.

"I've been stupid. Why get upset over you?" Kagome inquired, shrugging her shoulders lightly. She wanted to get another shot in before she was called in for her daily library exercises. Even though she was off from her lessons because of her guest, she was required to read for at least 20 minutes in the library. Kagome decided against shooting an arrow, though. She was not in the mood to get ridiculed by an immature hanyou. Sighing, she put it back and walked off, just as Sango called from the castle.

"Hey. . .get back here! I wasn't finished!"

~*~

"You might as well get used to it," Sango replied surely, as she pulled a thick black volume from itself, running a hesitant hand over the cover. "He will be here for a month."

"Duh, I know that, it's just, I can't stand him and it's only the first day!" Kagome cried, standing on tip-toe, trying to grasp a book that looked interesting. She was too short and scurried off to find a stool.

"Patience. He'll teach you something at least!" Sango said.

"Whatever," she mumbled, returning with the stool. Kagome arranged it and climbed up.

"At least try to befriend him. I bet he's lonely, also," Sango pointed out, nose in her book.

"Sure," Kagome snapped, grabbing the book and hopping down from the stool. "Ah, perfect. `Demons and Hanyous: A Complete Guide.'"

"Hey, that may be helpful in more way than one," she said happily. Kagome nodded, smiling.

"Definitely."

***

"Late again, I see," Koi sniffed vainly. Kagome ignored her and glared at Inuyasha who was silently jeering her. Again, a red Sango and a really light-headed Miroku ambled to the table and plopped down. Inuyasha suddenly was immersed in deep conversation with his friend.

"What's wrong?" Kagome asked.

"Miroku over there is a hentai!" she hissed from across the table. Kagome grinned as the food came, eagerly grabbing some chopsticks to dig into her specially made oden.

"Too bad," she said, mouth full.

"Ew, Kagome, don't talk like that," Sango cried, wrinkling her nose, all the same shoveling rice into her mouth.

"Hypocrite!"

"Whatever." Kagome stuck her tongue out, while taking a glass, delicately sipping some wine. Inuyasha "accidentally" bumped her elbow, making some of it dribble down her chin onto her dress. Her eyes widened in shock as she grabbed a napkin to try and wipe off herself.

"Idiot, what you do that for!" she growled venomously.

"Shut up." Kagome had the sudden urge to slap him upside the head, but decided on tugging a little white triangle instead.

"Ow, ow, OW! LET GO!" he whined, whimpering, eyes growing large.

"Jerk, apologize."

"No." Kagome tightened her grip and he winced.

"Say it!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"No!" Another painful tug.

"Kagome! Stop playing with the guest! Save that for later!" Koi yelled. Everyone turned and Inuyasha and Kagome instantly turned a vivid shade of red and she let go of his ear at once.

"Apologize."

"But Mama he--"

"KAGOME!"

"Gomen," she screeched, getting up from the table, ignoring Inuyasha's arrogant smirk. Kagome clenched her hands into fists and stomped off.

"What's wrong with her?" Miroku asked after everything went back to normal.

"Stupid wenches and their PMS."

~*Yeah! I finished the 4th chapter! Did you like it? I hope so. Did it make sense? Maybe. . .Sorry if the grammar is messed up! Anyway, remember to review. Aloha*~