Part 2

Forgive and Forget


Her life was perfect and she couldn't have been happier.

After she had gotten back together with her boyfriend Friday night, they had been inseparable the entire weekend. They went to the movies Saturday and saw a beautiful romantic comedy. Well…part of one anyway…When the movie was over, Kouga had taken Kagome out for dinner…to the most expensive restaurant in the city of Tokyo. Even though she had insisted on cooking dinner for the two of them, he wouldn't even hear it. Although she had forgiven him for his outburst at the dance, he still felt the need to make it up to her. Besides, his family was the wealthiest in the city; his father was the best lawyer around, and his mother owned the restaurant where they would be dining, so money wasn't an issue in the least. As for Sunday, they just spent the time inside, relaxing and enjoying each other's company. Until Kagome's grandfather got home, that is.

Monday morning had finally come, and the raven haired girl was getting ready for school. She put on a pair of black, footless leggings, faded blue denim shorts, and a fitted black tee-shirt. On the shirt was a green apple with it's tongue sticking out. Adorning her feet were a pair of faded denim converse sneakers. She locked the door behind her and raced down the street. It had been too long since she had last seen Kouga.


This was it. She was going to get what she had wanted for almost four years. She was absolutely positive that she could get Kouga now that he was available. After the fight Friday, he was back on the market, and he was going to be hers.

She was Ayame.

Since freshman year, she had been pining after the black-haired, blue-eyed piece of eye candy. Kouga had always been the hottest, not to mention richest, guy in school. But he had been with that goody two-shoes Kagome for the past four years.

"But they're not together anymore!" she mused to herself in a sing-song voice.

She was dressed in the smuttiest outfit you could imagine. A brown, extra low-cut halter that showed off both cleavage and midriff, a pink micro-mini skirt that showed off her pink thong, and thigh-high brown boots. As she walked outside, she was formulating a plan to win Kouga. She was going to get what she deserved.


Kouga was leaning against the flagpole waiting for her, like he had every day for the past four years. He just stood there in his tan cargo shorts, black muscle shirt, and black converse sneakers. He folded his arms across his chest and searched the grounds for his woman. He had a gift for her.

Ayame was walking towards him so he averted his gaze to avoid vomiting. His sapphire orbs then connected with his girlfriend's chocolate eyes, and he grinned. She smiled back and ran right into his waiting arms. He embraced her tightly and smiled into her hair. She pulled back and their gazes locked.

"Hi!" she chirped happily.

"Hey. Miss me?"

"Of course! Don't I always?"


Ayame just stood there dumbstruck, as was the rest of the student body.

"Wait a minute." she whispered to herself. "They're not supposed to be together! He's supposed to be mine!" Her anger flared.

In a fit of absolute rage, she briskly walked up to the couple, grabbed Kagome by the hair, and yanked her out of Kouga's grasp. Kagome yelled out in pain as her skull made contact with the cement. Kouga rushed to her side. He didn't make two steps though, as Ayame clutched his wrist and dragged him back to the flagpole, pressing herself up against him. She leaned forward and whispered seductively in his ear, "You don't need her anymore. I'm here. You belong to me now." She pulled back to see the young man grinning from ear to ear. She smirked evilly. "I knew he couldn't resist me. I always get what I deserve. Always!" She felt a tap on her shoulder and turned around.

Staring back at her was a very pissed-off Kagome. Ayame gulped and Kouga got the hell outta there. He knew to steer clear of his girlfriend when she was angry.

Kagome slapped the redhead across the face…hard. Ayame stumbled back from the force of the blow and raised her hand to her cheek. She moved it away to see blood smeared across her fingertips. That did it; she snapped. Their little tiff turned into an all-out catfight between the two. Biting, scratching, hair pulling, the whole nine yards.

At this point, the entire student body had swarmed around the girls, all of them cheering Kagome on, including Ayame's own posse. She stared at them in shock. How could they turn on her like that? She was their leader, their queen! It was a mutiny; that's what it was!

While the other girl was busy, Kagome took this opportunity to land a swift kick to Ayame's stomach. She stumbled backwards, her back slamming into the flagpole. Turning slightly to wrap her arms around the pole tightly in order to steady herself, she groaned in pain.

Kagome slowly walked up to the gasping girl, smiling sweetly. Hooking a finger under her chin, Kagome lifted the red haired girl's head and locked her fiery, angry gaze with the latter's pained, submissive one. The younger girl's smile widened slightly as she closed in on her prey. Leaving mere inches between them, Kagome whispered, "Stay away from my boyfriend, or next time--I won't go easy on you." Her voice was deathly calm, with an intimidating undertone.

"Is that a threat?"

"What do you think?"

Kagome reached behind Ayame and pinched the pressure point on her neck, causing the girl to lose consciousness. Leaving Ayame's motionless body to her "posse", Kagome began walking back to where her boyfriend had been standing, only to find him gone. "Kouga?" She felt a large, strong hand grasp hers and twirl her around. She gently bumped into another body, and her hands were pressed tightly against a well-toned male chest. The other person's hand left hers and, along with its twin, hugged her lower back.

"Damn. My woman is a bit feisty today." A deep, smooth voice cooed, as the hands began to roam lower.

"Yes she is. And if you're not careful, she may take the rest of it out on you."

"Oh, really?" he mocked, his hands continuing their trail down to her backside.

"Are you challenging me?" she asked as her brows knitted together in playful anger.

Kouga lowered his head to her ear, nipped at her earlobe, and whispered, "What do YOU think, sweetheart?"

Kagome gently pushed away from him so she could look into his sapphire blue eyes. "So, why did you want me here early? So I could watch you flirt with Ayame?" she asked sarcastically, earning her a grin from her boyfriend.

"No, I wanted to give you something." he said, as he took a few steps back. This caught the attention of the dispersing crowd, who gathered in an even closer circle around the two lovebirds.

As Kouga got down on one knee, all of the girls squealed and the guys whistled. Kagome gasped, covering her mouth with her hand. He pulled a long, thin, velvet box out of his messenger bag, and took her free hand in his. "Kagome, I have loved you from the first time I laid my eyes on you. I love you more than anything on this earth. I know we've had our ups and downs, but all couples hit road blocks along the way and we've beaten everything life has thrown at us. I'm going to make you a promise, Kagome. A promise that once we graduate from college, we'll spend the rest of our lives together in this world and the next. This," he said as he let go of her hand and opened the box, revealing a silver bracelet with alternating sapphires and amethysts, "is to seal the deal. Kagome, will you be mine?"

Before the girl could answer, someone shrieked from the audience. Kagome's best friend, Sango, burst through the group of people, followed closely by her boyfriend, Miroku. "OH, KAGOME! You MUST say yes! That was so sweet! You're so lucky! Why aren't you romantic like that, Miroku! WATCH THAT HAND!"

The other couple sweatdropped. Kouga stood up, clutching the bracelet, and cleared his throat, bringing Kagome's attention back to him. "Well, now that the mood is RUINED." he said pointedly, glaring at Sango who laughed nervously, "Please follow me, Kagome." Lacing his fingers with hers, he led her behind the gymnasium. "Kagome, will you?"

"I would love to…."

Kouga smiled brilliantly, almost giddily, as he fastened the clasp of the bracelet on her wrist. That is, until Kagome placed her hand lightly on top of his. "…but Kouga, are you sure we're still going to be together four years from now?"

Kouga cupped her face in his hands and moved his face a hair's breath away from hers. "I'm positive. You're the first girl I ever fell in love with, and you're the only girl I will ever love." He closed the gap between them with a soul-searing kiss, which she returned with just as much fervor. He pulled back slowly, smirking. "Does that answer your question?" The bell rang, announcing the start of classes. Kagome interlocked her fingers with her boyfriend's and began dragging him towards the now-crowded double doors. Of course Kouga followed obediently, a dreamy smile etched onto his features. It was then that he knew that his life was perfect. He was definitely going to spend the rest of his life with this beauty before him.

"Kouga? You okay?" Kagome's sweet voice snapped him out of his thoughts. Grinning down at her almost evilly, Kouga quickly snatched her up into his arms bridal style and ran from the school grounds. "You know, I don't really feel like going to class today. Let's do something. Where do you want to go?" he asked as he gently placed her in the passenger's seat of his candy apple red convertible. Kagome smiled as she waited for him to get into the driver's seat. That was her man. He was always spontaneous and he always knew what she was thinking. After that little display, she really didn't want to go in there. "Hmmm. The fair is in town."

"That's perfect! The fair it is then." He revved the engine and pulled out of the parking space.

"Kouga?"

"Hmm?"

"I love you."

The young man looked at her out of the corner of his eye and smiled. Taking her hand in his, he kissed her knuckles and squeezed her hand gently. "I love you more…"


Yay! I FINALLY finished this! The second part of my first story. I hope you enjoyed it. Now all I need to do is write the prequel, including the dance…sigh…an author's work is never done…

And before you say anything, Kagome was NOT OOC! She was pissed. Just think of how she acts when InuYasha needs a good sitting…

I look forward to hearing from you! Bai Bai!