AN: Hey guys, for those of you that are reading this for the first time, I'm completely rewriting this whole story and for those of you that have read this story by me before, I'll be trying to stick to the basic plot lines but the characters tend to get away from me. I hope you enjoy
Disclaimer: Don't own Inuyasha and Co.
The Truth That Lies Within
For clarification: My beta, Lady Proserpina has mentioned some factors that I have seemed to have left to the imagination of the reader, so I thought I would clarify on a few points. Yes, this is an AU story. And while it may not be obvious, yes the characters are demons and hanyous and humans respectively. Thank you, and enjoy!
Cursing, Kagome hopped on one foot around her room, attempting to put on her sandal and stuff her backpack at the same time. Managing to slip her foot in her shoe, frantic hands pulled her long black curtain of hair into something looking like a disaster of a bun.
"Jesus, Kagome, what the hell is taking so long!" a disgruntled male voice yelled to her. Scowling, she grabbed her bag on the fly and swung open her bedroom door.
"Calm down, Inuyasha, I'm ready now. No need to pitch a hissy fit." Said male pouted from his perch against her living room wall, his golden eyes averted. Bending forward to grab his backpack from the floor, he cursed when his long silver hair fell forward and his fingers got tangled in it.
Muttering under her breath, Kagome rolled her brown eyes and stepped forward. "Turn around, you lug head."
He eyed her much smaller frame as if it posed him a threat. "Why?"
Losing what little grip she had on her legendary short fuse, Kagome grabbed his shoulder herself and spun him around so his back faced her. Grabbing one of her hair-ties from her small wrist, she wrestled his mane into a braid and tied it off. "There, now let's get going or we'll be late." Muttering petulantly, he followed her out the door and couldn't stop his eyes from roaming the large amount of leg that her shorts left bare. Biting his lip, he couldn't stop the flush that stole up his face when said short shorts hiked up as she climbed into the passenger's seat of his truck.
Against his will, his treacherous eyes followed those muscled legs, up to the flare of her hips, her small waist, her pert breasts and finally came to rest on a strand of hair that had come lose and rested innocently against her long throat. Licking his lips, his heart hammered with his desire to replace that piece of hair with his mouth. Inuyasha cursed under his breath and slammed the door a little harder than necessary after her, earning himself a glare, and walked to the driver's side.
What the fuck is wrong with me? I can't look at her without wanting to...touch her. It seemed as if the pervert inside him had unleashed once he'd seen her in her bathing suit last summer, the two small scraps of cloth barely keeping her ample breasts contained and leaving virtually nothing to the imagination. It irritated him beyond belief. Inuyasha and Kagome had been neighbors since he could remember and he had seen her at her worst after her father had died, she had seen him cry when his own father had died a year ago. They had seen the best and worst of each other. So why, now, his hands itched to trace curves that he had known his whole life was beyond him.
I think that fucking lecher is rubbing off on me.
The bell rang shrilly through the halls, cutting neatly into conversations and causing students to depart and scurry to class. Kagome squinted into the dark abyss that was her locker and fumbled around for her Chemistry book that she knew had to be in there.
"Well, well, well. If it isn't Princess Kagome, too regal to remember people she had known her whole life and talk to them once in a while." A deep voice growled near her ear. She started and pressed a hand to her pounding heart as recognition flared.
"Kouga. You scared me." Said boy leaned his tall, muscular frame against the locker next to hers and snorted derisively. His bright blue eyes looked at her accusingly and she sighed, guilt stabbing her heart. With all that had happened lately, she hadn't given her lifelong friend much thought. Biting her lip, she laid a tentative hand on his tan arm and looked into his handsome face pleadingly. "I know we haven't talked in a little bit and I'm sorry. I've just…had a lot on my mind."
He was about to brush it off with a scowl when he looked, really looked into her eyes. The sparkle that had made her face memorable to every person that had met her was gone. In its place was a resignation that Kouga had hoped would never grace her pretty face. Frowning slightly, he splayed his hand across her cheek.
"What's wrong, Bambi? Is there a guy's ass I need to kick?" Giving a watery chuckle, Kagome didn't know whether to laugh or cry at the childhood name Kouga had graced her since they'd met. Settling, on placing her hand over his and shaking her head, she closed her eyes wearily.
"There's nothing you can do about it, Kouga. I've just…I'll just have to learn to move on, and that's all there is to it." She gave him a brave smile and went up on her toes to press her lips against his lean cheek, smiling when his arms wrapped around her frame and squeezed firmly.
"Okay, but the second that changes, you let me know. I can't have my favorite forest creature sad, can I?"
Kagome laughed genuinely and squeezed him back. "Thanks, Kouga. I don't know what I would do without you."
They pulled away as the minute warning bell rang in the hall and she gave him one last, small smile before closing her locker and walking away, her lost Chemistry book forgotten. Kouga watched her go for a minute, his brows knit together his lips pressed together tightly.
"Kouga, why aren't you at class yet?" Turning, Kouga saw his girlfriend walk up to him, her pretty lips turned down in concern. Looking over his shoulder to Kagome's retreating form, her frown grew more. "Is everything alright?"
Shaking his head with a rueful smile, he simply pulled her into his arms and held her. Ayame's heart constricted painfully and she clutched at him tightly. "You're scaring me, Kouga. Is Kagome okay?"
He pulled back and sighed a little, a smile on his face. "Yeah, I think she'll be okay. I just…I just missed you is all." His worry and suspicions flittered away with her brilliant smile and her answering deep kiss. Clutching her hand in his, Kouga made a note to himself to interrogate Kagome's friend Sango for answers as to why his best friend looked like her dreams had been crushed. But for now, he simply rubbed his thumb over Ayame's soft hand and headed to class.
Kagome clutched her bag's strap in a white knuckled grip and looked at the classroom door like nightmare come true.
Why am I so scared? It's just Inuyasha. Nothing has changed…Absolutely nothing…
Stifling a sigh, she squared her shoulders and swung open the door. She kept her eyes straight forward and squashed a pang of disappointment when she saw he wasn't in his customary seat next to her own desk. She relaxed her shoulders and settled heavily into her seat, her head falling forward onto the cool wood.
"You look like you've been wrung dry."
Starting for the second time that day, Kagome's head shot up and her wide brown eyes met amused and cautious gold.
"Inuyasha," she whispered, then cleared her throat quickly. Averting her eyes, she focused on an imaginary speck on her desk. "I didn't hear you come in."
Something flashed in his eyes, disappointment maybe, then was gone and the usual scowl replaced it. "Shows how much you pay attention, wench."
Kagome was saved from retorting by the teacher calling attention to begin class.
Why are my hands shaking? It's only Inuyasha.
Why are my palms sweaty? It's only Kagome.
Shy brown met dazed gold and held for a moment, then stole away, twin blushes painting both their faces. In both their minds, the scene that had happened not long ago was playing fresh in their mind.
"Can you give me a ride home after school, Inuyasha? I have to make up a test." Kagome asked as they made their way through the crowded halls. Beside her, Inuyasha cursed as he was jabbed in the ribs by a passing student.
"Yeah, sure. Just don't leave me waiting this time."
"That was once! And I said I was sorry!" A small smile broke out on his face as he leaned back against the wall, attempting to put some distance between them and the surging crowd while they waited for the bell.
"Whatever you say, Kagome." Frowning half-heartedly, she stopped in front of him.
Growing somber, Kagome looked down at her feet before glancing up at him again, then back at her feet. Noticing her nervous twitching, Inuyasha frowned and rolled his eyes. "Spit it out." When she looked up at him startled, he rolled his eyes again. "You think I don't notice when you're nervous? I know you better than that, so I say again: spit it out."
"Why did you and Kikyo break up?" she blurted out and winced.
Great, Kagome. Just blurt it out. He'll sure answer you that way.
His shoulder noticeably stiffened and his eyes snapped to hers. "Why?" he snapped. "What does that matter?"
I knew it; he still misses her, Kagome thought, pained.
Looking down, Kagome shrugged pitifully. "I just wondered. You guys were so good together and…" She sighed. "Never mind. I'm sorry I asked."
Inuyasha opened his mouth, to say what, he didn't know, but he felt he had to say something to get that sad look off her face, when she was shoved from behind and landed against him with a small grunt.
Kagome squeezed her eyes shut when someone elbowed her painfully in the ribs and gasped when she collided with Inuyasha's warm chest and felt his hand lift to automatically press protectively against her back. She looked up slowly and her eyes widened when she caught his gaze. His eyes were almost pained and she felt their intensity to her very core. She searched his face and felt her heart pounding in her chest when he began to lean down and stifled her disappointment when he simply grabbed her bag from where it had fallen at their feet.
But when she began to pull away, his hands kept her there and his eyes narrowed, the intensity growing. "Why do you want to know about me and Kikyo?" he asked softly. A blush stole up her neck and she looked away, her fingers playing with the end of his braid where it had fallen in between their bodies.
"No, reason. I was just wondering."
Idiot, why would she care otherwise? It's not like she wants you or anything.
"Kagome." She looked up when one of his fingers tapped her chin. "You know you can tell me anything, right?" She nodded, and gave him a small smile.
"I know, Inuyasha. It's just…it was stupid." Her smile grew a little shy as she leaned up onto her toes…
Inuyasha's breath caught and his heart pounded as he watched her face coming closer to his. His eyelids began to lower in anticipation and he couldn't stop his hands from roaming down to cup her hips, his fingers gripping her firmly. He let his breath out slowly when her lips settled onto his cheek and retreated after a brief moment. Managing to stop himself from turning his head and claiming those soft lips with his own hungry ones, he squeezed her hips a little, then let go as she stepped back.
Her smile was bright and beautiful when she pulled back. "Thank you, Inuyasha."
He flushed and scowled. "For what?"
She only shook her head at him. "For being you, of course." And with that and a last smile, she was lost in the crowd.
(AN: I hope you enjoyed that. They certainly gave me a challenge that's for sure. I tried my hardest not to make it seem like their hormonally crazed teenagers that just wanted to jump each other's bones, but I'm not quite sure if I have accomplished this. If you think there are any problems with OOC or that their relationship developed too quick, PLEASE tell me. I'll make correction immediately. Also, if you just have friendly suggestions, I'm open as a book. Don't be afraid, I don't bite. Thanks for reading!)