Author: Shura the Noble Pirate PM
What started out as a chance meeting might turn out to be so much more for a workaholic police detective named Kouga and a lonely book store employee named Ayame... [KA, MS, InuKik] [AU] [Taken over from Reall Goodchild]Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Drama - Kouga & Ayame - Chapters: 6 - Words: 6,099 - Reviews: 20 - Favs: 8 - Follows: 11 - Updated: 11-30-07 - Published: 03-29-06 - id: 2867434
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A/N: Hello everyone! Well, a long time ago, I promised Reall-Goodchild that I would take over her "Beautiful Stranger" fic, so here it is. I didn't change anything from the first chapter, except maybe a couple of details on Ayame's clothing and her height. Then why didn't I post this earlier? Because I was waiting until I was finished with chapter two. Oh well. Hope everyone enjoys this. Please review!
Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha. Get over it. I'm just doing this for my own amusement.
Chapter 1 : A Walk in the Park
Kouga Ookami was young, tall, and handsome. He had everything he had ever
wanted in life: a great job, great friends, nice house, expensive car. Everything was perfect. Everything, that is, but his love life, which was currently at a stand still. He didn't pay much attention to that though; he had to stay focused on his job if he wanted to keep the pace which his life was going at. His last girlfriend had been driven away because of this, saying that he loved his job more than he loved her.
Today was an ordinary day. He had gotten up at 5:00 AM, at work by 6:00, worked until 11:30, and went to lunch. He went to the park near his office as he usually did for his routine walk before heading over to the coffee shop on the corner for lunch. It was on the way back that his whole life would change.
He was walking down the usual path in small park, passing young couples, joggers, people walking their dogs, and others enjoying the their lunch hour in the scenic park on the cold autumn afternoon. He had on some dark grey slacks and a blue dress shirt under his long black coat, with a white scarf wrapped around his neck and tucked neatly under the top of his jacket. His hands were stuffed into the pockets of the coat, shoulders raised slightly, trying to protect himself from the harsh winds. It was nearing winter, around the start of December. Surprisingly, they had yet to get snow, but judging by the bitterness of the wind, that would soon change.
He was nearly through the park, only one or two people around him, when he heard the scream. He stopped and looked dead ahead, disgusted with what he saw. There was a young woman with red hair, dressed in a brown suede coat and jeans, battling with a slightly older looking man for possession of a large shoulder bag that obviously belonged to her.
"Let go of it, you jerk!" he heard the woman yell as she yanked the bag towards her. The man grunted and punched the woman's face. She yelped as she fell to the ground, letting go of the bag, raising her hand to her bruised cheek. The man, seeing that he now had full possession of the bag, took off in Kouga's direction.
There was no way Kouga was about to let this guy get away with that woman's bag. The guy was about to run past Kouga, but he was stopped as Kouga grabbed his arm with a death grip. "Where do you think you're going?" Kouga snarled at the man, who was dressed in all black except for a denim jacket.
The man simply ignored Kouga and tried to punch him. Kouga easily blocked punch and kicked the man in the stomach, sending him to the ground. Kouga bent down and grabbed the purse before the thief could. He looked over his shoulder to see if the woman was all right or not. Then, he turned back to the criminal only to see that he was gone, fleeing the scene before he could be hurt anymore or be arrested.
"Damn," Kouga muttered to himself. He turned back around and walked towards the redheaded woman who was now standing, rubbing her sore cheek. "Are you alright?" he asked as he stopped in front of her.
She looked up at him. She was a good head shorter than him; around five-foot-five was his guess. She lowered her hand and smiled gratefully at him and nodded. "Yeah I'm fine," she reassuringly told him.
"Good," Kouga smiled back at her as he handed her, her bag. "I believe this is yours."
"Yes, thank you," she sighed with relief, taking the bag from him. "I can't tell you how grateful I am. I carry everything in here; I would have had to close off all my bank accounts and suspend my credit cards... It just would have been messy to say the least!"
"No problem," Kouga replied, waving her off. "I'm just sorry the bastard got away."
"Well, at least we got my purse back," she said. "Besides, I'm sure he'll be caught eventually."
Kouga nodded. "I'm Kouga by the way. Kouga Ookami," he introduced himself, holding out a hand to shake.
The woman smiled. "It's nice to meet you, Mr. Ookami," she chimed, shaking his hand.
"Please, just call me Kouga," he said with a grin, staring into her big emerald-green eyes.
"Alright... Kouga," she laughed. She lifted her left arm and pulled back the sleeve to reveal a silver watch. "Oh man, I'm sorry, but I really have to get going. It was nice meeting you Kouga." She touched his arm with a gloved-covered hand and walked past him, in the opposite direction he had been going.
Kouga waved before suddenly thinking of something. "Wait!" he called to her. The woman turned to face him. "What's your name?" he asked.
The redhead smiled. "Ayame!" she answered loudly, so he could hear her. She waved and began to walk again.
Ayame… he thought, watching her leave with a small smile on his face. I'll have to remember that name.
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