InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Through The Mist ❯ Chapter 12 ( Chapter 12 )

Chapter 12

 

“Well this is a surprise.” I groused. “What are you doing here?” I demanded with a sharp glare, closing the door behind me. Together, we strolled down the stairs and began to wander the streets. Inuyasha, for his part always seemed to stay right by my side even though many tourists crowded the streets. I felt him deliberately slip entwine his fingers with mine.

 

He tried his best to look offended, but a ghost of a smirk could still be traced on his chiseled lips. “You wound me.” He answered dramatically. The sides of my lips twitched. I hardened my gaze, hoping I looked as peeved as I felt. “Okay, okay, I'm here to pick you up for our first date.” He looked sheepish.

 

“How'd you know where I lived? And why the hell didn't you call me!?” I raged.

 

“Uh, I'm a demon, and you, my fine lady, have a very specific scent. Everyone does, I'm just thankful that you don't stink like most Homo sapiens. I could find your house with this puppy,” He tapped his nose. “In a matter of seconds.”

 

“Alright then,” I challenged. “What do I smell like?”

 

He stopped dead in the street. I kept going, not noticing he had paused until he yanked me back to his side. He pulled me over to an alley, pushing me up against the wall, unable to maneuver around him. He wrapped one arm around me, the other slammed right beside my head. To all who passed we simply looked like lovers that couldn't wait to get a room. Maybe that's all it was, but I wasn't sure. I froze with fear, going stiff in his arms. He must have noticed because he whispered in my ear in a calm and comforting voice that he wasn't going to hurt me, that he was going to answer my question and that it would be okay.

 

He leaned in next to my ear. I giggled as he started to sniff my hair, puffs of his breath washing over my ear. “You smell like strawberries, fresh strawberries.” He panted into my ear. I shivered; it was by far the most erotic experience of my life. “I like your shampoo, there's a faint scent of honeydew, very faint. Your skin smells like lavender,” He inhaled deeply, “Lavender and ginger.” I was panting now, breathing raggedly and out of pattern. My knees buckled, and if he hadn't been pressed so tightly to me I would have fallen to the ground in a mindless puddle of arousal. “Can you stand?”

 

I nodded, “Barely,” I laughed breathlessly. “Uh, I think I'm a mindless pool of arousal now.” I squirmed.

 

“I can tell.” He smiled one of his breathtakingly attractive that melted me into a pile of goo again smiles. And I thought Kouga was attractive, this guy was like the sexiest man I'd ever seen.

 

“How exactly?” I whimpered.

 

“Would it scare you to tell you that I can smell it?”

 

“Yes, so just don't answer. Well answer why you didn't call me!” I tried to be angry, but I sadly realized my heart wasn't in it.

 

“I, uh, I figured you might want some time to sort things out, and I didn't want to rush you into anything, after what happened with your last relationship.” He explained, and I believed him.

 

“You're so nice to me. You don't even know me, but you're always there to save me. You must be my knight in shining armor.”

 

He blushed at least four different shades of red before giving a modest cough. “Well it's not every day I see a damsel in distress, so when I do I try my hardest to dedistress them.” I roared with laughter, this guy was amazing. Everything I could have dreamed of.

 

I grabbed his hand and pulled him back out onto the street. “Come on, we have a date to go on.” I giggled. We walked hand in hand down the busy street. We saw lots of shops full of exquisite clothing and trendy accessories. I made a mental note to bring Sango shopping around here.

 

“So, where are we going exactly?” I ventured.

 

“We, my dear, are going to go eat lunch and then perhaps go to the beach.” He grinned. “Unless you have a better way to occupy our time.” I fought off the blush that was begging to show when he gently pinched my butt. I swatted away his hand, scolding him with a glare.

 

“Not in public.” I hissed.

 

“Oh, so I could do it in private?” He chuckled.

 

“No!” I denied. I wasn't about to let him think I was easy! I glowered at him while he failed miserably to hold back his laughter. Suddenly I broke out into a smile and began to laugh along with him. There was no way Kikyou was right, this man was and never could have been the evil bastard she's made him out to be. I felt like I could trust him, that I could put myself in harms way and know that he would save me.

 

I stopped laughing as soon as I remembered where I landed last time I blindly trusted someone. Molested at such a tender age by my sick, drunk, bastard of a father. But I was older now. Older and wiser. I guess that I don't hide anguish well cause he stopped laughing in the time it took me to blink and wrapped his arms around me. Or maybe he smelt it; there were so many mysteries about this man I wanted to uncover. I was excited every time I was around him, to find out something new about this handsome stranger. No, not really a stranger, more of a friend.

 

“Thanks,” I murmured against his neck.

 

“Don't worry, I'll protect you.” He vowed, and I knew it wasn't one of those shallow vows that people spout to get a piece of ass.

 

“I know.” I smiled, and I think he smiled too.

 

We stood like that for a while, just him and me in the middle of a swarming street, but we were sharing a moment, and that moment was only for us. I beamed up at him when we separated. “Come on, I'm hungry.” He groused. For a brief second I felt hurt that he would talk to me with such nonchalance. I gazed at him with shock, and then I broke back into a huge smirk, one that seemed to match his perfectly. He was embarrassed. It felt good to know that I could ruffle his feathers a little.

 

I took his hand this time and we strolled down to a Wacdonalds, he ordered a burger and some fries while I just got a chocolate shake. We sat down in a corner booth while he absorbed the food. He had polished off his burger before I even had three sips of my milkshake. I began to snicker when I saw that in his hurried feast he had somehow managed to get a dab of ketchup on his nose. I grabbed a napkin and rubbed it off he had the cutest expression ever on his face. He looked like confused puppy outside for the first time. I leaned forward and kissed his lips gently.

 

It wasn't supposed to be passionate or light this little fire inside my stomach, but somehow, as his lips always seemed to manage to do, the flare began. “I think we should go somewhere else.” He whispered.

 

“Mhmm, somewhere more private. Honestly! Get a room guys! I'd think that would be a good idea, right? I mean better than making out in the middle of a restaurant while about fifteen people stare at you like you're freaks.” An annoying, all too familiar voice chirped over my shoulder. I immediately reddened, knowing I'd been caught. I don't know why I was embarrassed to have my two best friends see me making out with possibly the hottest guy I'd ever seen, but I was.

 

“You're not going to introduce us?” She pouted lightly. “I'm so offended.”

 

“Suck it up, Sango.” I giggled. I got a mean look for that.

 

“Yeah, Kagome, I'd like to be introduced to your friends.” Inuyasha piped up from behind me. I suddenly felt a lot of pressure and understood why I was so embarrassed. What if they didn't like each other, I didn't want Inuyasha to think I have weird friends, even though they are sort of, but they're really nice. And what if they didn't like him? I trusted their opinion on all of my important decisions, but I felt like Inuyasha was perfect for me right now.

 

I stood up and gave them each a little hug before changing to sit beside Inuyasha. “Have a seat guys. This is Inuyasha.” I smiled brightly and he wrapped his arm around my waist. I leaned into him a little.

 

“Hey, nice to meet you.” He nodded his head slightly. I'm glad he was being nice to him, a good first impression was the only way to become friends with Sango. As for Miroku you had to bond with him somehow, or if you were a girl, you pretty much only had to slap him a couple of times and forgive his more perverted actions.

 

“Hey, my name's Sango. And this pervert here's Miroku. We're Kagome's best friends. If you hurt her, we'll hurt you.” I slapped my forehead. Sango is the most amazing, considerate person I've ever met, but she's a little intimidating.

 

I blushed as I looked at Inuyasha. I felt so relieved; he began to laugh-a deep chuckle that made me feel warm on the inside. “Don't worry, I have no intention of hurting her.” I was surprised at Sango's reaction, usually after first introductions she would become very quiet. But now she was laughing along with him, smiling one of those beautiful, heart-melting smiles.

 

“That's good to know.” It made me feel good too, the way Inuyasha said it made me feel confident that he would in fact stay with me. I smiled and cuddled up to him more, placing a light kiss on his chin. I loved the way I felt when I was near him, the way I felt when we touched, when we kissed.

 

There was a short awkward silence, and for once I was glad that Miroku was such a pervert. A loud slap echoed through the fast food joint. Miroku grinned sheepishly, a look I had become all too familiar with. Sango seethed loudly. “Stupid lecher,”

 

I muffled a laugh; they were always this way together. He would feel her up; she would blush and slap him. Very pointless, they both liked each other, but it was so funny watching them get angry over the stupidest things because they would deny how much they enjoyed being in each other's company. The only reason I think that they don't go out was that it could interfere with their friendship.

 

I looked at Inuyasha, seeing how he would respond to that. To most people that scene would make the rest of the afternoon awkward, not knowing that this happens pretty much every hour. He smiled, like he knew that none of us took this little argument seriously.

 

“Hey, we came by your house earlier, and your mom said that you went out. Hahaha! Now we know what you were doing.” Sango gave me a devious smile, and it was as if I could read her thoughts, `I would have done the same!' “Well anyway, we came over to invite you to a movie. You guys wanna come? We were going to see Yogen.”

 

I searched Inuyasha's gaze for an answer. He nodded slightly. “Yeah, sure! We'd love to! That's the one where the guy reads the news paper and it says his daughter's going to die right?”

 

“Yup!” Beamed Sango. “I've wanted to see that forever!”

 

“Oh yeah, me too!” Inuyasha remarked. Since he wasn't being really shy it earned him a couple of points with Miroku. I really hoped they'd like him, I knew I did.

 

“Then it's settled. There's a show starting in forty minutes. Since we haven't anything to eat in like forever, we decided to come grab a hamburger. Lucky you were, um, eating here.”

 

I looked to Sango, hoping I could catch her eye so we could do our silent communication girls were thankfully blessed with. I managed to catch her chocolate eyes burning with intelligence. She tilted her head, asking what I wanted to ask her. I rolled my eyes to Inuyasha and shrugged my shoulders. She leaned forward, resting her chin on her palm. She flicked her tongue against her sparkling teeth subconsciously while she thought.

 

Slowly her eyes drifted back towards mind. Blinking twice, her lips twisted slightly at the edges into a small smile and I had my answer. I beamed and leaned into him. I don't know why so many movies suggested that we needed to go to the bathroom to speak, that was easily accomplished just being able to see each other's face. While we were communicating in the `girl code' as Miroku called when he caught us once, the two men were discussing cars: the best male bonding subject ever invented.

 

Sango and Miroku excused themselves for a couple of minutes to order their meals. The second they were out of earshot I dove in and asked Inuyasha what he thought of them. I knew from the way they were whispering that they were doing the same. It was cool; we always sized a new boyfriend or girlfriend up when they were introduced. I just hoped he would pass.

 

The more I thought about it, the more I realized he knew he was on trial, he could probably hear them talking, though it didn't look like he was listening, I'm positive he heard, even if it wasn't intentional. “They seem real cool. I like them, and Miroku knows his shit about cars. Sango seems like a really loyal person, it'd be nice to know that she has your back.”

 

“Yeah, they are. Listen, thanks for coming to the movie with us, I'm happy you are.” I grinned when he blushed.

 

“No problem, I'm thrilled that they'd invite me. I mean it's not like I've known them for more than a couple minutes.”

 

“Yup, they're really easy going people. I'm lucky to have friends like them.” I sighed. My gaze wandered to the window, a couple was walking down the street hand in hand, just like we had been a few minutes ago. They looked so cheerful, not that we weren't. It was just I was having psychotic dreams were this stupid priestess was trying to get me to kill Inuyasha. All my relationships were so complicated. I let out a nearly silent groan. Unfortunately it wasn't silent enough and he pulled away slightly. “What's the matter?” He murmured in my ear.

 

“Oh, nothing.” I brightened and leaned back into him. I wanted to forget all about Kikyou for the day.

 

Inuyasha stood, pulling me up with him. I didn't look away from the window. Suddenly I shuddered, I had this horrible feeling, like something was trying to crush me from the inside; something really dark and evil. I stiffened slightly, but tried to hide it. I didn't want Inuyasha to go looking for whatever it was. I was nearly positive I was just imagining things. But out of the corner of my vision I could have sworn I saw a pair of red eyes staring at me from a back alley.

 

“We should get going if we wanna get good seats.”

 

“Yeah. Sango! Miroku! Let's go already!” I shouted across the restaurant earning a scowl from an elderly couple.

 

He nodded and held up a finger. “One minute! Give us a sec! Don't be so impatient.” He chided gently.

 

I rolled my eyes and tugged Inuyasha out the door. He pressed me against the side of the building before I had both feet out the door. “I've been wanting to do this since they got here.” He kissed me softly, then harder, with more passion than I had ever known. He pulled away a second later. “We don't want them teasing us again now.” Silencing me with a finger across my lips. I pouted for a while before giving up and wrapping my arms around his waist with a smirk.

 

“Fine, but you owe me a kiss now.”

 

“Deal.” I pulled away as I heard the door open.

 

“Alright guys. Let's go already!” Sango cheered as we walked towards the movie theaters. I linked arms with Inuyasha and did my best flirty look. His snow-white teeth glowed when he broke out into a grin. One fang protruding his smile. All in all, it was one amazing smile.

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I love movies. This is probably the third one I'd ever seen in a theater. I'd never got around to going frequently, so it was always a treat. Not only that, but it was a little awkward while we walked there, none of us really knew what to say to each other so we spend most of the time in silence. I hoped that I would be around long enough so we could become casual, good friends. Whether it would happen or not, that would be up to Kagome.

 

Though, my favorite part of this movie was that Kagome was terrified for half of it at least. She screamed so loudly at one part I'm positive my eardrum exploded. But, when she was scared, she found the safest place for her was buried in my chest. I stroked her head soothingly, grinning to myself throughout the movie. The middle wasn't that great though, but the end was so suspenseful that it kept me on the edge of my seat and her tucked up against me.

 

When we had begun to walk home I found that conversation was much easier. We all seemed to have different opinions of the movie so there was always an interesting debate going on. “Kagome, how do you know what the best part of the movie is? You were hiding your face for half of it. I'm surprised you can even say what the movie is about.” Sango mocked.

 

“Shut up!” Kagome cried with humor. “It was scary.” I shook my head at her. I wasn't complaining.

 

When we finally came to a fork in the road Sango and Miroku explained to me that they lived on the right while Kagome stayed on the left. I already knew this of course; I had checked them out to see if they would be good friends for Kagome a long time ago. I had seen where they lived and how they progressed. I obviously found that they were suitable for her or they would have been beaten to a bloody pulp by yours truly.

 

“Well then, I guess we'll see you guys later. Bye!”

 

“See ya.” I replied with a wave that they returned.

 

I grabbed her hand and we walked about five blocks before a disgusting scent assaulted my nose. I could immediately tell it was a demon. I froze for a second, trying to sense where it was. I felt Kagome stop too, stiffening up. How could I have not smelt it before?! I looked up to see if it was standing on a rooftop, which would be very bad for us. I looked up, squinting as the sun blinded me. I didn't think it was up there.

 

“Kagome, see that building right over there?” I pointed to a bank. “Can you go in there for a couple of minutes? Until I come to get you, `Kay? I think there's a demon out here.”

 

“Yeah me too.” She replied, which shocked me.

 

“You can tell?”

 

“Yeah, I think so. It feels really cold and oppressing. I think it's coming from over there.” She pointed to an alley.

 

A pair of red eyes gleamed in the darkness of the alley. “You're miko has good senses.” A raspy voice hissed from the darkness as a razor glinted in the sunlight.

 

“Run Kagome!” I yelled, but I had a feeling it was too late. The demon attacked.

 

A/N: About damn time hey? Sorry it took forever! I'm going to try and write frequently again! See ya, Kagome_LinkinPark.