This is my second fic on FF.net. My first is not finished but I got this idea and... well you know how it goes. I hope that you like it. I probably won't continue unless I get a lot of reviews. I mean, why write it if no one likes it right? Anyway, I got this in a flash of brilliance from the end credits of the early Inuyasha episodes.
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha. Duh.
Bumping along. She was so used to it now. No one said they were sorry because there was an unspoken understanding of an apology. Piling onto the train with what felt like half the population of Tokyo was not Kagome's idea of pleasant, but it was a necessary evil. The morning ride was more crowded than the evening one but it was the latter she dreaded. It seemed that every time she rode the train at night, the worst people were riding along next to her. Either it was one of those creepy mouth-breather types who wheeze right in your ear, one of the macho ones who would rub against you on purpose or one of the more normal passengers carrying too many things at once. She'd been hit in the nose more than once by a stray object sticking out from someone's grocery bag on his or her way home.
Home. That's where she was headed now. She couldn't wait until she was in the relative safety of her apartment with her sweats on and listening to calming music, a hot cup of tea in hand. Right now she didn't think she was going to make it. Mouth-breather boy was really getting on her nerves now and she was barely restraining herself from slapping him. She kept her eyes closed, her eyebrow twitching in irritation. "Two more stops," she thought gratefully. Suddenly Mouth-breather turned into Macho man and Kagome all but lost her control. She turned to glare at him before moving her way through the crowded car.
Unfortunately for Mouth-breather gone Groper he'd made the poor decision to pursue her. He tried to say something to her along the lines of going with him at the next stop to which Kagome only glared and moved again. He was more persistent than the others ever were and he was starting to make her very nervous.
"Back off pal." She growled quietly. The man next to her glanced at her but said nothing. When the persistent fool made another move on her she instinctively backed up into the man who had looked at her a moment ago. She would have apologized if she hadn't been focusing on her assailant.
"I believe she said she wasn't interested." A deep voice spoke from behind her, making her turn her head. It was the man she'd bumped into. His intense gaze was focused on the thug in front of him and she felt a sudden burst of familiarity. She knew this guy from somewhere, but the when and where slipped her mind. Mouth-breather decided it was time to back off and moved to the other side of the car. Kagome jostled a few people in order to turn so that she could thank her protector but he was gone. Perhaps he'd never been there at all. Kagome barely felt the train stop while deep in thought. Next stop was hers and there was no way she was going to miss it.
The cool night air caressed her cheek and she smiled vaguely. This was by far her favorite part of going home. The night was hers alone, or at least that's how it felt. She liked the feeling of having the streets to herself. It gave her a sense of peace. Tonight, however, was not her lucky night. As she left the train station she noticed that Mouth-breather had decided to try to get her alone, regardless of where home was for him. Kagome sighed and walked faster, keeping to the lit part of the street.
"Persistent one aren't you?" She whispered. She had known before, on the train, tonight would not be uneventful. A gut instinct had told her something was going to happen. She hated it when she got those feelings. They never boded well for anyone. She glanced back to see he was still following her, but something was following him. She wasn't sure, but she thought she caught a glimpse of something darting from shadow to shadow. "As if things couldn't get worse."
She decided that perhaps it was best not to inform this creep where she lived so she went into the next store she happened upon. "Great, a grocery store. Now he can follow you in, pick up some chips and follow you out. Stupid!" She smacked herself mentally while keeping an outwardly cool appearance. She went to buy some gum and watch out the window but didn't see him in the store or outside of it for that matter. She went to the cashier and explained her predicament. The woman stared at her a moment before calling the police and relaying Kagome's description of her stalker. Kagome went to the door, peaked out and released a gasp.
The mouth-breather was lying unconscious under a streetlamp and was bound hand and foot. She could feel it again, that sense of familiarity and she looked around to see the man from the train leaning against the brick façade of the grocery store. In the dark, Kagome couldn't see his face so she approached him slowly. When he looked up his strangely colored eyes made Kagome suck in her breath.
"I didn't get the chance to thank you before and it seems I have more to thank you for." She said, indicating the tied up man. A small smirk appeared on his lips. He wasn't going to deny that he'd done it. He reveled in his accomplishment only to be broken from it by the woman asking him a question. "As grateful as I am, I hope that you weren't hoping for a reward or anything. I have nothing to give you but my gratitude."
The man stared at her a moment before stepping away from the wall and drawing near to her. Kagome didn't move from her spot. For some reason this man did not intimidate her, not that she was intimidated easily. He was awfully close but it didn't perturb her one bit and she was very used to following her instincts.
"Can I help you?" she asked mildly.
"Probably not," moving still closer to where Kagome could feel his breath on her face. "That's up to you." Unmoved by his words she stared up into his face and saw him for the first time. His face was handsome, slightly boyish with dark eyebrows and strangely golden eyes. But what struck Kagome as truly odd were the slips of silver bangs that peaked from beneath his hat. She felt the growing urge to whip that hat off his head and run her fingers through that hair.
"You do realized that at this point you are no better than that guy," she remarked, hooking her thumb at the idiot tied beneath the lamp. His smirk grew and she found herself fascinated with that look. It was so confident, as if he was immune to every evil. "Where do I know him from?" she thought distractedly. His smirk faded to be replaced with a playful grin.
"The least you could do is tell me your name," he said quietly, ignoring her comment. Kagome raised an eyebrow, smiling. So he wanted to play that game did he? When she didn't look like she was going to tell him he sighed. "It's either that or I follow you home and find out the hard way," he said, a smile in his voice. Kagome couldn't help but laugh. Their conversation was interrupted when the police showed up. They were about to grab her savior. Kagome rolled her eyes.
"Not him, the guy tied up over there." They didn't even pay attention to the description, did they? They glanced sheepishly at the tall man who was still a few mere inches from Kagome then took the other guy into custody. They asked her a few questions then left. Her champion was back leaning against the building again.
"Kagome is it?" He had that smirk on his face again.
"That's cheating you know." He smirked all the more. "Are you going to tell me the name of my hero?" He laughed outright at her mockingly high-pitched voice and her fluttering lashes.
"Inuyasha," he responded when he had calmed his laughter. Kagome smiled then glanced at her watch. It was already far past her dinner time and her stomach rumbled to affirm this. Inuyasha laughed slightly. "You could go out to dinner with me. That would be payment enough." Kagome was slightly confused. Had he heard her stomach?
"Alright. I suppose that's more than fair."
"Come on then."
Like I said, I won't continue on this one if y'all don't like it. Just let me know. Thanks guys.
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha. Duh.
Bumping along. She was so used to it now. No one said they were sorry because there was an unspoken understanding of an apology. Piling onto the train with what felt like half the population of Tokyo was not Kagome's idea of pleasant, but it was a necessary evil. The morning ride was more crowded than the evening one but it was the latter she dreaded. It seemed that every time she rode the train at night, the worst people were riding along next to her. Either it was one of those creepy mouth-breather types who wheeze right in your ear, one of the macho ones who would rub against you on purpose or one of the more normal passengers carrying too many things at once. She'd been hit in the nose more than once by a stray object sticking out from someone's grocery bag on his or her way home.
Home. That's where she was headed now. She couldn't wait until she was in the relative safety of her apartment with her sweats on and listening to calming music, a hot cup of tea in hand. Right now she didn't think she was going to make it. Mouth-breather boy was really getting on her nerves now and she was barely restraining herself from slapping him. She kept her eyes closed, her eyebrow twitching in irritation. "Two more stops," she thought gratefully. Suddenly Mouth-breather turned into Macho man and Kagome all but lost her control. She turned to glare at him before moving her way through the crowded car.
Unfortunately for Mouth-breather gone Groper he'd made the poor decision to pursue her. He tried to say something to her along the lines of going with him at the next stop to which Kagome only glared and moved again. He was more persistent than the others ever were and he was starting to make her very nervous.
"Back off pal." She growled quietly. The man next to her glanced at her but said nothing. When the persistent fool made another move on her she instinctively backed up into the man who had looked at her a moment ago. She would have apologized if she hadn't been focusing on her assailant.
"I believe she said she wasn't interested." A deep voice spoke from behind her, making her turn her head. It was the man she'd bumped into. His intense gaze was focused on the thug in front of him and she felt a sudden burst of familiarity. She knew this guy from somewhere, but the when and where slipped her mind. Mouth-breather decided it was time to back off and moved to the other side of the car. Kagome jostled a few people in order to turn so that she could thank her protector but he was gone. Perhaps he'd never been there at all. Kagome barely felt the train stop while deep in thought. Next stop was hers and there was no way she was going to miss it.
The cool night air caressed her cheek and she smiled vaguely. This was by far her favorite part of going home. The night was hers alone, or at least that's how it felt. She liked the feeling of having the streets to herself. It gave her a sense of peace. Tonight, however, was not her lucky night. As she left the train station she noticed that Mouth-breather had decided to try to get her alone, regardless of where home was for him. Kagome sighed and walked faster, keeping to the lit part of the street.
"Persistent one aren't you?" She whispered. She had known before, on the train, tonight would not be uneventful. A gut instinct had told her something was going to happen. She hated it when she got those feelings. They never boded well for anyone. She glanced back to see he was still following her, but something was following him. She wasn't sure, but she thought she caught a glimpse of something darting from shadow to shadow. "As if things couldn't get worse."
She decided that perhaps it was best not to inform this creep where she lived so she went into the next store she happened upon. "Great, a grocery store. Now he can follow you in, pick up some chips and follow you out. Stupid!" She smacked herself mentally while keeping an outwardly cool appearance. She went to buy some gum and watch out the window but didn't see him in the store or outside of it for that matter. She went to the cashier and explained her predicament. The woman stared at her a moment before calling the police and relaying Kagome's description of her stalker. Kagome went to the door, peaked out and released a gasp.
The mouth-breather was lying unconscious under a streetlamp and was bound hand and foot. She could feel it again, that sense of familiarity and she looked around to see the man from the train leaning against the brick façade of the grocery store. In the dark, Kagome couldn't see his face so she approached him slowly. When he looked up his strangely colored eyes made Kagome suck in her breath.
"I didn't get the chance to thank you before and it seems I have more to thank you for." She said, indicating the tied up man. A small smirk appeared on his lips. He wasn't going to deny that he'd done it. He reveled in his accomplishment only to be broken from it by the woman asking him a question. "As grateful as I am, I hope that you weren't hoping for a reward or anything. I have nothing to give you but my gratitude."
The man stared at her a moment before stepping away from the wall and drawing near to her. Kagome didn't move from her spot. For some reason this man did not intimidate her, not that she was intimidated easily. He was awfully close but it didn't perturb her one bit and she was very used to following her instincts.
"Can I help you?" she asked mildly.
"Probably not," moving still closer to where Kagome could feel his breath on her face. "That's up to you." Unmoved by his words she stared up into his face and saw him for the first time. His face was handsome, slightly boyish with dark eyebrows and strangely golden eyes. But what struck Kagome as truly odd were the slips of silver bangs that peaked from beneath his hat. She felt the growing urge to whip that hat off his head and run her fingers through that hair.
"You do realized that at this point you are no better than that guy," she remarked, hooking her thumb at the idiot tied beneath the lamp. His smirk grew and she found herself fascinated with that look. It was so confident, as if he was immune to every evil. "Where do I know him from?" she thought distractedly. His smirk faded to be replaced with a playful grin.
"The least you could do is tell me your name," he said quietly, ignoring her comment. Kagome raised an eyebrow, smiling. So he wanted to play that game did he? When she didn't look like she was going to tell him he sighed. "It's either that or I follow you home and find out the hard way," he said, a smile in his voice. Kagome couldn't help but laugh. Their conversation was interrupted when the police showed up. They were about to grab her savior. Kagome rolled her eyes.
"Not him, the guy tied up over there." They didn't even pay attention to the description, did they? They glanced sheepishly at the tall man who was still a few mere inches from Kagome then took the other guy into custody. They asked her a few questions then left. Her champion was back leaning against the building again.
"Kagome is it?" He had that smirk on his face again.
"That's cheating you know." He smirked all the more. "Are you going to tell me the name of my hero?" He laughed outright at her mockingly high-pitched voice and her fluttering lashes.
"Inuyasha," he responded when he had calmed his laughter. Kagome smiled then glanced at her watch. It was already far past her dinner time and her stomach rumbled to affirm this. Inuyasha laughed slightly. "You could go out to dinner with me. That would be payment enough." Kagome was slightly confused. Had he heard her stomach?
"Alright. I suppose that's more than fair."
"Come on then."
Like I said, I won't continue on this one if y'all don't like it. Just let me know. Thanks guys.