Evolution | By : Macx Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2806 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Her mother had helped her move into the small apartment that was right
next to the campus and which was paid for by Shikon Enterprises. She had
chosen the one bedroom apartment because it wasn't so very expensive like
the others she had had looked at, even though Kouga had reassured her that
Shikon would pay for those, too. She didn't want them to invest so much
money, she had argued.
'We care about you, Kagome,' had been the soft reply. 'We owe you.'
Still, she had insisted.
Now she was already hip deep in assignments, papers and homework. Her
table was bowing under the weight of the books and her laptop was rapidly
filling with notes and work. She had found friends quickly and had even
discovered a hanyou girl in one of the other courses. She had to ask Inuyasha
or one of the others about her. Maybe she was known. So far, she had only
struck up friendly conversation, but she hadn't let it slip that she knew
her for what she was.
Kouga came by whenever he had some time. Going out to movies, lunch,
coffee... it became a regular occurrence. She was looking forward to his
arrival, even if it was only to lounge on her small couch and watch a movie
on the TV. Kagome felt good with him, warm and safe, and very comfortable.
He told her more about what had happened in the past centuries, about her
friends and those she had gotten to know throughout her travels in the
past time.
Kaede had lived a rather long life, but she had died in the end. It
was natural. Shiori had crossed their paths now and then. She had grown
up into a beauitful woman and found a human partner. Kagome was happy for
her. Jinenji had disappeared when his mother had died and they had only
sporadically heard of him. No one knew if he was stil alive. Toutousai
was one of the few true youkai still out there, living in the mountains
and continuing with the same life style he had had for centuries.
Mid-term, Kagome had another practical course at Shikon Enterprises,
improving her English, working with overseas correspondence, helping out
with business agreements and contacts, and she accompanied Miroku on meetings
as an assistant, though she was nervous as could be throughout the first
one.
"You did just fine," Miroku reassured her afterwards as they sat in
a coffee shop. "Did you understand what was talked about?"
"You mean the language or the business terms?" she asked.
He chuckled. "Both?"
"Well, I understand the language, though some words are really hard.
But the business stuff..." She shuddered. "I'll never learn economy."
"It's only basics, Kagome. You can still decide where you want to go."
She sighed a little and looked into her almost empty mug of coffee.
So much to learn. And then there were all the other details of life, like
dishes, laundry and all the other stuff her mother had helped her with
before. Not to mention Kouga.
Now where had that come from? she wondered. They were friends, right?
Kouga wasn't making any advances and he was a true gentleman. He helped
her, he was there for her, they were really good friends, and the Kouga
who had declared her to be his woman had evolved.
Miroku took her to Shikon Enterprises to finish for the day and after
she had disposed of all the files and logged out, she walked down the corridors,
wondering what to do this weekend. Her mother had taken Sota for a little
weekend vacation. Her friends were busy, she knew. So... maybe she should
call Kouga? There was a movie premiere and she had was really looking forward
to the film in question. Maybe he would battle the crowds with her?
She dug out her cell phone and dialled his number.
* * *
Kouga smiled at the woman at his side, taking in her radiant beauty,
her smiles, her sparkling eyes, and he wondered how he could be so strong
and hold back, not touch her, kiss her, ask her to be his. The answer was
easy: he had promised it himself. He had sworn to take his cues from Kagome,
let her make the first move, and ever since he had don just that. She had
made him live those past five centuries. Her voice, her eyes, her face
had been his anchor. She had been his reason not to give in to the darkness,
the depression and the wish to end it all.
He had lost everyone he had ever cared for. His pack, his loyal friends,
and in the end even the wolf youkai he had never really met. Ayame's pack,
all the others out there... all wiped off the face of the land by Naraku.
It had torn him apart to know there was no one out there but him. Sure,
there had been other wolves, but no youkai. He had wanted to end it in
the final battle, but even that had been denied to him.
Kagome had asked him to live. She had begged him... to live for her.
And so he had.
His will to live had only slowly returned. Day after day he had struggled,
had lost himself in being the wolf that was his original form, had run
with packs where he hadn't been the alpha. He had submitted to others to
erase the pain of being the lone survivor, the alpha without a pack.
Kouga had passed five centuries to see her again. Yes, he had slept
with others, had had partners, both youkai and human, some even hanyou.
He had never felt more for them than lust. There had been some longer relationships,
but nothing had really 'clicked'.
Now he was here, finally in her time, finally in that years where they
could meet again. It had torn him apart to watch her from afar, see her
go through so many emotions. Mostly over Inuyasha in the beginning. The
urge to hit his former rival had been strong at first, but he had forcefully
reminded himself that the man who was now his friend was a far cry from
the Inuyasha who continued to hurt his woman's feelings. Kouga had sworn
never to hurt Kagome. Never.
So he took his cues from her. He was her friend and the friendship was
treasured greatly. He wanted her happy and he did whatever he could to
ensure her happiness. Still, something evolved. Something deepened more
than he could ever have dreamed of.
But was he ready for it?
Was she ready for it? Did Kagome even want it? What did she really feel
for him? Friendship? More?
He remembered how she had held him when Inuyasha had cut out the Shikon
shards. He remembered her smell, her eyes, her touch. He remembered her
embrace, her fervent words when they had parted at the well. Kouga wanted
to believe that there was more, that she was developing feelings. As hard
as it was, he decided to stand back and wait what she initiated.
"You want to walk home?" Kagome asked, smiling.
It was an infectious smile, so radiant with life and joy. She had enjoyed
the movie and she was still enjoying herself.
"Okay," he agreed.
It would be good to stretch his legs. He was yearning to go out of the
city for a while, to be back in the wilderness and run one of his preservation
projects up front and personal. But Kagome was here and she kept him bound
to the city. Kouga was ready to stay as long as he could just to be there
for her.
Damn, I'm so self-less, he chuckled to himself.
Kagome enjoyed the brisk air and inhaled deeply. Of course, it could
never be so fresh and clean as it had been five hundred years ago, but
still, it felt so good to be out of the apartment, not to see all her books
and homework. The movie had been fun and sharing a huge bowl of popcorn
and something close to a bottle of Coke with Kouga had really helped her
push away school for a while. Now they walked through the still busy streets,
chatting about the movie, about their favorite scenes in it, and Kagome's
eyes strayed to her friend more and more often.
Kouga had his hands stuffed in his leather jacket, he was smiling, his
face open and relaxed. There was so much of the old Kouga there and so
much of the new one she had gotten to know in the last months. Like Inuyasha,
he had grown up. His temper had been curbed, his overbearing nature had
calmed and evened out, and he was a responsible young man now.
Kagome stopped that thought. No, not so young. He might look like he
was in his late twenties, but he was over five hundred years old. Youkai
blood and genes, she told herself. It was amazing and frightening in one.
His hair was bound back and for a crazy moment Kagome wished it was
open, watchng the black strangs flow in the evening breeze. His blue eyes
were warm and sparkling, and she felt herself even more drawn to him than
lately.
Things were changing. Not just for her. She had no idea what she really
felt nowadays. Everything had happened so fast, had almost overwhelmed
her. One moment she had barely made it through school finals, the next
she had a scholarship, was meeting all her old friends again, and attended
one of the most prestigious universities in Tokyo. She even had the opportunity
to go to America for a few years, finish her studies there.
So many chances...
And Kouga.
Kouga who was always there, who was her best friend aside from Inuyasha.
Kouga who had loved her five hundred years ago and who had still called
her 'his woman' the moment they had met.
Was he serious?
Was she serious?
Did she feel something for him? The answer was simple: yes.
It had developed, it had grown, and it had started a long time ago.
Before they had been reunited.
Now she had the chance to make something of it...
They had arrived at her apartment building and she unlocked the main
door.
"You want to come upstairs?" she asked.
Kouga shook his head. "Early meeting tomorrow."
"But it's Sunday!"
"Well, not in my calendar. I've someone coming in because of a new protected
habitat, but it'll be a quick meeting."
Kagome hesitated a moment, then plowed ahead. "How about a rain check
till tomorrow then?"
Please... she thought. Please accept. I don't want to spend Sunday alone
with my books.
His smile was warm. "Sure. What time?"
"Is two okay?"
He nodded.
And then Kagome did something completely out of the blue. She reached
up and touched his face, cupping one cheek, and stood on her toes to kiss
him.
It was just a brush of lips against lips, a brief contact, but it was
enough to freeze the wolf youkai. His eyes widened and when Kagome pulled
back, she saw his stunned expression.
"Good night," she whispered and turned, running into the apartment building.
tbc...
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