InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ the love of a half demon ❯ Chapter 4

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

“Shh, I don’t wan him to know that I think he’s cute.” Kagome pleaded

“Oh. He can’t hear us. He’s all the way across the room.” Sango said

“Yeah. But even so..” she trailed off

“And why don’t you want him to know?”

“Um….because we don’t know each other very well and I don’t want to freak him out.”

Understandable. Inuyasha thought to himself.

“So, if you got to know him better, you’d go for it?” even as her friend said this, Kagome could feel her face flush bright red. She brought her cool hands to her cheeks to calm the heated flesh.

“Sango!” she cried in embarrassment

“What?” the brown haired beauty giggled, her chocolate eyes alight with amusement.

Kagome just turned her back on her friend in favor for her other companion, the black haired male known as Miroku.

“So, why did you come back a week early?” she asked him, hoping to get away from the other females questioning

Miroku and Sango had both been out of town with their families. Both other their fathers had been friends since college, and therefore, Sango and Miroku have know each other all their lives.

“Well…” he began sheepishly

“He got us kicked out of the hotel for groping the managers daughter.” Sango cut in sharply, sending a murderous glare his way.

“Heh. What can I say? This hand is cursed.” he laughed nervously

“No I think it’s your head that has the problem.” Sango told him

“Maybe he took one to many hits in the head from you Sango.” Kagome giggled

Sango just blushed and mumbled something about him deserving it and looked away.
Inuyasha had to bite the inside of he cheek to keep from laughing outright.

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Later that night, after her friends had left, Kagome was sitting on the counter, drinking a cup of coffee and going thru the cash register, while humming to herself a nameless tune.

All Inuyasha could do was stare. He could feel his demon blood stirring.

Why does she make me feel like this? He asked himself while he watched her swinging legs. Those long, smooth, creamy legs.

I’ve never thought about a girl like this before. What’s wrong with me? He asked again

Just then Kagome looked up at him as if she could feel his staring.

“Would you like a cup?” she offered with a smile “I hate for this to go to waste.”

“Um, sure.” he replied as he watched Kagome jump down to pour him a cup.

“So, how do you like it here?” she asked him while handing him the cup.

“It’s nice. Your friends were funny.”

“Yeah. My friends.” she blushed, and Inuyasha knew why.

Still flushed by the reminder of her embarrassment this afternoon, she went to jump back up on the counter, but slipped and spilled her cup of hot coffee all down her shirt. She yelped in pain and thru the cup. It shattered on the ground, but she didn’t pay any attention to it.

Inuyasha was there by her side in an instant. “What’s wrong?” he asked her with concern

“I spilled. Oh, it’s hot.”

“Do you have a change of cloths?”

“No.” she said sadly, holding her shirt away from her body.

“Well, here.” he said, handing her his hooded sweatshirt “You can borrow this.”

She took it with a smile and a thanks.

“You can give it back whenever you can.”

“Or” she said shyly “You could walk me home and I could change and give it back tonight.”

“Or that.” he smirked “You get changed and then I’ll walk you home.”