InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ THE WAR OF BLOODY *LOVE ❯ kouga ( Chapter 5 )

THE WAR OF BLOODY *LOVE

CHAPTER 5: KOUGA

"Sango," Kagome gasped, "you didn't tell me that Hojo's house was in front of the shore…!"

"Well," Sango replied, "I didn't think you would care."

"Didn't care! His house is in front of the shore, Sango. And look! It's almost as fucking big as my uncle's house we just left. Unbelievable. And Hojo lives in this house. You would have thought…?"

"I know," Sango said, "who would have thought?"

They were still in the driveway, admiring the house.

"Kagome, I'm tired of just looking at the house. Let's go inside of it," Sango said.

"Okay, okay, I'm coming." Sango started to unbuckle her seat belt, and she just opened the car door to get out, when she felt a grip on her arm, pull her back down in the car seat. Sango turned to the owner of the hand, which was Kagome. Sango rolled her eyes, at Kagome's serious face.

"What now, Kagome?" Sango said, all ready knowing what Kagome was going to say.

"Remember what you said, Sango," Kagome said. "Remember."

"And what did I say?" Sango said, pretending she didn't know, even though she did. Kagome's grip got just a little bit tighter on Sango's arm.

"You said we would stay clear of Hojo. Don't you remember? You said." Kagome reminded her. Sango sighed.

"Kagome, he is not a stalker. He was a little kid, back then, and so were you. You're just blowing things out of proportion."

"But Sango-"

"All right. We will stay clear of him. But…we do have to say `hello' to him. We can't just walk up in somebody's house without a greeting."

"Okay. But after that, that is it. Got it? I'm serious."

"Got it," Sango said reassuringly.

The two girls exited Sango's car, and began walking up the driveway. The music was really a little too loud, Kagome thought. Kagome and Sango walked pass the side of the house that revealed the ocean in the back of the house. From where Kagome was, the water looked black and still. But she knew if she walked up close, the water would still be moving.

Sango was a little ahead of Kagome walking up to the door. She turned around to see Kagome lacking behind and called over her shoulder, "Hey, Kagome," she yelled over the loud music, " hurry up. We don't want to miss all the fun at the party, do you?"

"Coming," Kagome called, and quickly walked faster to catch up to Sango. "Damn, this driveway is too fucking big, if you ask me."

"No one did ask you," Sango said teasingly, earning a glare form Kagome. "But you are right. But it still isn't as big as your uncle's house."

"That's true," Kagome said in pride. They finally reached the front door. It was beige colored, and had two porch lights to either side of it. They were on and the light radiating from it was bright. The door was partially pulsating from the music, and it was starting to hurt Kagome's ears. But, she was used to parties like these. And she usually went all out, of course with out drinking…

But she didn't know if she would be able to go all out like she usually did at other parties. This was not just a regular party. This was Hojo's party…

Sango pressed the doorbell and they waited for someone to open the door for them.

"I don't think anyone will hear the bell," Kagome said. "The music will block it out."

"Well," Sango began, "if Hojo invited me, and he keeps me waiting out here in front of his door, I'll make sure his head is disconnected from his-" just then, the door flew open, and the light from inside the house rushed out to meet Kagome and Sango. Kagome could smell the strong amount of the cigarette smoke and the alcohol.

At the door, revealed a tall slender young man. He had sandy blond, short hair and wonderful brown colored eyes. Some of his hair was hanging on his forehead. He had on a red T-shirt and black jeans that hung loosely on him. To most girls, they would have fallen on their faces just to get a look at this boy. He was very handsome, and many were attracted to him.

But not Kagome. Mainly because his name was Hojo.

"Hojo!" Sango chirped. "Man, it's so good to see you! How have you been? I'm glad you invited me to your party."

Hojo smiled and replied to his old friend. "It's good to see you too. I'm glad I invited you to my party. I haven't seen you since…"

"Since 11th grade," Sango finished for him. Hojo smiled and turned his attention to Kagome. Throughout this whole greeting, she didn't even open her mouth yet. She guessed now she would have to since Hojo saw she was there.

"Oh," Sango said, "this is my best friend. I brought her along. Her name is-" but Sango didn't have to tell him Kagome's name. Kagome saw how Hojo's eyes widened in recognition and how he searched Kagome's face.

"Kagome!?" he said. "Kagome! Kagome Higurashi?! Oh, my god! I can't believe its you!"

Now Kagome spoke, but her voice was forced. Sango nudged her so she would talk. This action went unnoticed to Hojo, because all he was saying was "wow" and "I can't believe it" and also "you look great" over and over and over again. It was really starting to bug Kagome.

"Oh-um-yes. It's nice to see you too," Kagome said, and forced a smile. Hojo's smile broadened at this. In an instant, Hojo was reaching over from the door towards Kagome. The next thing Kagome knew, she was in an embrace, by Hojo. Well, no one was more shocked than Kagome.

"Kagome, I've missed you a lot, since we last saw each other," Hojo murmured into her hair. Kagome was at a lost for words. She wouldn't have guesses that Hojo would just up and hug her like that. Okay…maybe she did know he would do that, but after so long…it felt somewhat weird. It always felt weird.

There was just something about Hojo that Kagome didn't like. She didn't think she would ever like him at all. It was like a far away feeling. It was so far, that you could barely sense it, but close enough that you could. She didn't know what it was...but she had a feeling she would soon find out.

And that feeling made her want to shudder.

But not right now. She had to pretend that she was happy to see Hojo. At least once they were inside; she wouldn't really have to see him that much. But even as Kagome thought this, she knew it wasn't going to come true. This was his house. And since Kagome was here, he would be all over her like spaghetti and meatballs.

Kagome untangled herself from Hojo, and stood in front of him. She smiled a force smile as she noticed him still looking at her.

"Well," Sango said. "Now that the introductions are over…"

"Oh…yes," Hojo said looking embarrassed from keeping them on the porch for so long. "Let's get inside and see the party!"

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Kagome wanted to go home. This party sucked. And that's not the only thing that sucked. Hojo sucked to her like glue. He followed her around everywhere she went. If she wanted to look at the CD rack, he was right there, tagging along like some sick puppy, and telling her where he got these and which one his mother liked best. Like she gives a fuck, which one his mother liked best. She didn't even know her!

Right now, Kagome was at the food table. Her plate was filled with food. She wasn't even that hungry. She just didn't want to talk, and she could use a mouth full of food as an excuse not to talk. But of course, like all other times, that wasn't a problem for Hojo. Right now, he was telling his fathers life story.

"My father worked at an electric company when he was younger. Then he got an idea and wanted to start his own company. It took him 15 years! But he still made it. Isn't that awesome, Kagome?" he said.

"…huh? Oh…yeah, that was awesome." And to prove she was listening to him-or at least heard some, she added, "What is the name of your dad's company?"

Hojo smiled at this with great pride for his father. "I'm sure you've heard of it, it's called Zink Electric Company. ZEC for short." Kagome chocked on her cookie in shock of what he just said. Hojo instantly was patting her back, making sure she was okay. When the cookie was finally down, Kagome looked up ay Hojo with wide eyes.

"You…your…Mica's son…?" she asked, gasping for breath.

"Yeah…he is my dad, you know, Mica the-"

"One of the most riches man in Japan! That Mica?!" Kagome yelled in disbelief. She must have been very loud because some people in the room turned to look at her as if she was crazy. Kagome blushed with embarrassment. Hojo smiled at her about what she said about his dad.

"At least that's what they call my dad anyway," Hojo said. "I just call him, well, Dad." Kagome couldn't believe it. This came as huge shock. Who ever would have guessed that Hojo's father was that kind of guy-the rich guy? Maybe if Kagome paid more attention to him when they went to school, she would have known.

"But…that means when we went to school…your dad's business was like…shooting up."

"I guess so…" Hojo said. His hand was still on Kagome's back from when he was helping her from choking, and now, Kagome realized it was still there. She took an unobvious step back and slightly turned to the side, causing Hojo's hand on her back to drop.

"You sure your okay, Kagome?" he asked.

"Um…yes…do you know where Sango is? I need to talk to her."

Hojo looked around as if he could find Sango automatically. Then he turned to her and shrugged. "No. I don't see her."

`Of course you don't! You barely looked.'

"I think I should go look for her…I…we're supposed to stick together…" it was a lame excuse, but Kagome had nothing else. She couldn't just look the guy and in eye and say, "um…I'm sorry to inform you but…you creep me out. I never liked you, not even in grade school." That would be awful. So from now on, she had to use the lame excuse.

Hojo looked like he didn't want her to leave. But it wasn't like Kagome gave a fuck what he wanted her to do. Before he could respond, she was already making her way through the clustered crowed across the room. She had to squeeze pass countless people just to make it to the other side.

"Excuse me," Kagome tried to say to the people. "Um…can I just…will you move over just a little-" Kagome gave up. These damn people were not even listening to her. She was already mad that Sango had left her with Hojo after what she promised, just to go after some stupid boy.

Kagome rudely brushed pass the dozens of people, shoving and stepping on people along the way. She ignored the "Heys!" and the "watch its" she received. Kagome finally made it to the other side of the room where it was less quiet. She exited the room and went down a hallway. Even there, people filled it up to its brim.

Again, Kagome had to rudely shove pass.

She was suddenly tired. She leaned against a wall to catch her breath. `This is ridicules! I shouldn't have to be running away from some one. But here I am, doing just that. If only Sango stayed with me. And I couldn't even get to dance with someone handsome, with Hojo tagging along.' Kagome was so entranced with her thoughts, that she didn't even see someone approach her.

"Hello."

Kagome looked up from the floor and snapped out of daydream at the sound of the voice. She looked up to be met with a young man. He was very handsome. He had tanned colored skin that looked smooth. And his eyes were the color of dark green, like a green stone. They sparkled as they looked at Kagome. His long dark, brown hair was in a high ponytail, and it lay on his shoulder.

He smiled. "Hello." He said again when Kagome didn't answer.

"Um…hi…" Kagome said, looking up at him. She didn't even hear him approach.

"My name is Kouga. What's your name if you don't mind me asking?"

Kagome hesitated for a second. Should she tell a stranger her name…he seemed nice enough. And gorgeous enough. "I'm Kagome," she said, blushing a little. The man named Kouga smiled at her reply and her blush. Kagome's breath caught in her throat when she saw it. He really was handsome…too handsome.

"I saw you here all by yourself, and I was wondering if you would like to dance-to a slow song?" he asked.

Kagome looked up him confusingly. She certainly heard every kind of music in this house party, but diffidently not a slow song. What was this man talking about? "But," started Kagome, "there is no slow song playing-" just then, the DJ interrupted.

The DJ said, "Okay now. I know you people like your fast songs, but we're going to slow it down a bit before I get any complaints. So for the love birds out there, this is for you…" then…a slow song was playing…Kagome looked up at him in confusion.

"How did you-"Kagome began, but she never finished, because Kouga reached out his hand and gently caught Kagome's. She was startled for a moment, but she hid it well. Kouga smiled even wider as he pulled her away from the wall and out towards the middle of the room. People were already pairing up and were dancing.

Kouga brought her to the middle of the room and stopped. He then turned to her and loosely put his arm around her waist, pulling her to stand close to him. Kagome could do nothing but slowly put her hand around his neck as a response. Their bodies swayed to the music. They danced quietly, neither speaking.

Kagome didn't make eye contact with him the whole time. When the dance was over, Kouga stayed how he was for a little while longer, still, with his hands around her waist. Kagome didn't say anything, but she couldn't complain. He finally let her go and looked into her eyes with a smirk. He stepped back and held Kagome's hand in his again.

Kagome watched silently and in awe, as Kouga brought her hand to his lips and softly kissed it. She was shocked and…and blushing deeply at the same time. She opened her mouth to say something but nothing came out. He stepped back slightly and bowed.

"I hope to see you again," he said, his eyes never leaving Kagome's. Kagome never got to say any thing because just then, Hojo popped out of the crowed and made his way towards them. "Hey!" he yelled, when he finally reached Kagome. "I was looking all over for you." He then turned to Kouga, and Kagome saw that his eyes were narrowed and his lips were tight. Those long hands of his were clenched by his side. He was pissed.

"Who are you?" he asked Kouga, glaring at him. When Koga didn't answer, he asked again. "Who are you?" this time with his voice a little lighter.

"Kouga turned his eyes from Kagome to Hojo. "I'm Kouga." He replied as if it were so obvious.

"Well, I hate to disappoint you, but, me and Kagome have someone to find."

"Well, that's fine with me. I was just telling Kagome that it would be nice to see her again." Kouga brought his eyes on her again. That's when Kagome noticed that he was still holding her hand. But she didn't have to retrieve her hand from Kouga, because Hojo did it for her.

"Hojo!" Kagome said, looking up at him. "Don't be so rude. We were only talking!"

"Talking doesn't involve kissing your hand," Hojo shot back.

"Stop being so protective over me. Please!"

Kouga seemed to take all of this in. His eyes flashed back and forth between Hojo and Kagome. Then he finally spoke. "Is she your women?" Kagome looked at him. Hojo looked at him. Then Kagome answered immediately.

"No! No! We are not together. I am nobody's woman!" Kagome said this all in a big breath. But she couldn't believe that this guy Kouga would just ask that so straight forward. Who the hell was he? Kouga smiled, then said something that was highly unexpected.

"Then if you don't mind, I will make her my woman." He said. Kagome was speechless. Her chin practically fell to the floor. She looked at Koga, he was serious too. What kind of game was he playing? He couldn't just come up in here and do that-say that like it was nothing. Like he was saying, "Oh, and just to let you know, me and Kagome go out now." How crazy. She didn't even know him.

But with one glance at Hojo, she could see that this mystery man got Hojo more worked up than it did her. His fists were clenched and he was breathing hard. Kouga seemed to enjoy toying with Hojo this way.

"Why you…little…" Hojo struggled for words. Kouga smiled and looked at Kagome again; his eyes a brilliant green.

"Like I said. I hope to see you again." He reached in to kiss Kagome on the cheek, but Hojo abruptly pushed him back. Kouga, in reality, barely stumbled. In fact, he stayed quite still like he didn't even get pushed at all. Hojo tried again, this time, he didn't push, he punched.