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Love\'s Consequences	By : Sylean Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Naraku/Kagome Views: 10437 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Love's Consequences
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha nor do I make any profit from this story.
Warning: Spoiler alerts! Just make sure you've seen the whole series, Final Act and Movies included, for I touch upon pretty much everything at one point or another.
Warning: There will be lemons in this story later on. Also, there will be character deaths in this story at a later time.
Chapter 13: School and Paranoia
[A/N: So, I know Kagome is in middle school in the series, but I'm changing that to high school. For legal reasons, I will also claim Kagome is "18" years old (if you catch my drift), but imagine it however you want. Heard too many horror stories about people getting their accounts deleted due to underage lemons, and I'm trying to follow the rules to avoid such hassle.]
She felt her bed shift beneath her, gently jostling her into consciousness. A moan escaped and she tried to roll over and bury her head, but found both directions blocked. A groan this time, but it was swallowed. Her eyes shot open to discover a looming form crouched over her, kissing her. "Morning," Naraku's melodious voice beckoned to her. This was quite the wake up call.
His usual demeanor had returned. "You look to be in a much better mood," she pointed out, letting her hand reach out and brush against his cheek. "Did you find what you were looking for?" Disturbed really had not suited him; he was so beautiful with his conviction returned.
"I am fairly certain I have ascertained a cause," he affirmed, "and it is an easy trigger to avoid."
"I'm glad that you are feeling more yourself," she gave a sleepy smile. He hummed in agreement before leaning back down and continuing to kiss her awake. Without warning,
Souta threw the door open, intending on waking her up for school, but froze at the sight of Naraku kneeling over his sister, tongue tied, and her leg sliding up his. His shriek alerted them and Naraku chuckled before standing and pulling her up with him.
"We are to attend your school today, correct?" he asked, completely unfazed by the interruption, whereas she was beat red. She only nodded. "I will await you downstairs, lest you become distracted again."
"Hey, and who's fault is that?" she snapped back playfully, earning yet another amused grin from him before he turned and left her to get ready. 'Conceited demon, but I love him.'
She got him into the appropriate disguise, all her things packed, and they were now walking to her school. "So, that's what school is about," she finished explaining how it worked.
"Kagome?!" three feminine voices called out.
"Yuka, Eri, Ayumi. Hey," she jogged to them and greeted with a wide smile.
"You're back," Eri stated.
"Feeling better?" Yuka asked.
"Yeah, last I knew you had developed a water allergy," Ayumi's concern bled through.
"I thought it was Shingles," Yuka wondered.
"No, it was an early onset dementia," Eri corrected.
"Since when have you been ill?" Naraku interrupted, coming up behind her and drawing the attention of the girls. All three girls' jaws dropped and eyes bugged out.
"Kagome, who it this?" they rang out in sync.
"Uh, guys, this is Naraku. Naraku, this is Eri, Yuka, and Ayumi. And I'm not really sick, uh, I mean-" she stuttered in her answer, trying to appease both sides. 'Darn it, why did he have to say anything,' she fretted, trying to come up with an excuse.
While she was wrestling with how to get out of this, the three girls were whispering to each other, "Oh my, that voice." "I know, how sinful." "I'm so jealous." None of them realized he could hear them clearly as they were more concerned over him than what Kagome was trying to sputter out.
She sighed aloud, "The truth is, my grandpa has been making up all those things, to give me an excuse to… go… elsewhere."
Her words brought their attention back to her, "Kagome, how could you not tell us! We were so worried."
"I, didn't have a choice, really, I mean…" she tried to think on the fly. Where could she say she had to go that was more important than school.
"Well, where were you then, anyways?" Yuka asked, or rather, demanded.
"I was, uh, I was-" she stumbled over her own thoughts.
"Training," Naraku answered for her, helping her to fabricate a half-truth.
She brightened up, "Yeah! A training camp for… for shrine maidens and such. My grandfather insisted, and… wouldn't let me avoid it. He also didn't want to pull me out of school, so he made excuses. I'm so sorry for not telling you." Having the most conniving being alive for a mate certainly came in handy sometimes.
"So your family expected you to be able to keep up with both training and school?" Eri asked.
"Sounds harsh," Yuka agreed.
"What kind of training did you have to do?" Ayumi inquired curiously.
"Uh, its things like... archery, herbal remedies, and... Exercising demons," she selected the sound-alike word to exorcising, knowing he would catch the difference, but they would not. Oh, she certainly did "exercise" him.
"So that's where you met all those guys?" Yuka declared. "Including this hunk, Naraku, here?" Kagome gave a nervous laugh.
"Where do I sign up?" Eri declared, as she looked him over appraisingly.
Suddenly, Ayumi gasped, "Kagome, when did you get a tattoo?"
"Tattoo, I don't have a-" Kagome fumbled.
"Right there. I see it," they pointed to her neck, where Naraku's mark rested.
"Oh, that," another thing she couldn't explain, "it's, uh…" Would the lies ever end? They crowded around to get a better look.
"It is my mark," Naraku answered for her.
"Your mark is a spider?" Eri questioned.
"Is it like a family crest of something?" Ayumi speculated.
"Why do you have his mark?" Yuka pressed.
"It's… tradition," Kagome supplied another half-truth.
"Like a brotherhood kind of thing?" Eri interrogated.
"Not exactly, don't yell at me for not telling you sooner, but Naraku is my…" she paused to think it over. 'Well, the closest term we have is husband, but that would totally make them freak,' she decided to use a milder term. "Boyfriend."
Her plea for silence went unheeded.
"You're boyfriend!"
"Why didn't you tell us!"
"I didn't even know you had a boyfriend."
"What will Hojo say? Poor guy."
"It must be pretty serious to get his mark tattooed on your neck."
"When did this happen?"
"So wait, that pregnancy test was for you, wasn't it?"
"Your not knocked up are you?"
By now Kagome was twitching in mortification at the route these questions were taking and Naraku was thinking, 'They are even more invasive than Inuyasha.' Luckily, the kami decided to give her a reprieve and cut off the barrage with a high-pitched tolling. Kagome was saved by the bell; time for class. Kagome pulled Naraku along, glad to have room to breath again.
"What does this term, boyfriend, mean?" he asked, it not being one he was familiar with.
"It means you are mine, and girlfriend means I'm yours," she summarized. "It's a milder term than mate, but it's not really common or appropriate to be married at my age here, so it was just easier to use that term to people that wouldn't understand." He inclined his head in understanding. "Here is our first class, Algebra… oh shit, this in Mr. Harada's class…"
"The man from the nightclub?" Naraku asked, gaining an affirmative hum. "He will not recall."
"Are you sure?" she already had a hard enough time keeping up in school, last thing she needed was to get in trouble.
"I could have erased his entire life if I so chose," Naraku reminded. "Yes; I am sure."
Stepping into the classroom, the teacher looked up from his clipboard, straight at Naraku, "You are the student guest, I take it?" He didn't even look at Kagome any more than to associate the two, since it was Mrs. Higurashi that had told the school such.
"Yes," Naraku's deep voice instantly sent the female's hormones into a tizzy.
"Very well, Higurashi, you will assist your guest. Okumo, sit next to Higurashi, please," his monotone voice suggested. Kagome let out a breath of relief; that went smoother than expected.
Naraku could already hear the whispers, nearly every female in the classroom was talking about him, and being a demon, he heard every word.
"He's so tall, and built."
"How did Higurashi snag such a sexy piece?"
"I doubt he's into her."
"You only say that because you want him."
"Did you hear that voice?"
"Imagine how he'd sound in be-"
"Okay class," the teacher began, "please turn to chapter 7, today we cover the quadratic formula."
'Out of the frying pan and into the fire,' Kagome thought. 'I hate math…'
Sitting out front of Kaede's hut, Miroku calmed his mind and let his senses focus and refine in meditation as he frequently did, but this time, he was having a hard time keeping the serene feeling. A growl echoed around the area. 23, he counted to himself. Taking a deep breath, he tried to refocus.
"It's been way too long," the growling demon paced in front of him, making it impossible to focus.
"Inuyasha?" Miroku asked, trying to gain his attention, but was all but ignored as he continued walking back and forth.
Another growl, 24, and he'd only been counting for the last hour.
"They've been there way too long," Inuyasha muttered again, only to growl again, 25.
"Who, and where?" Miroku spoke louder this time. The sooner Inuyasha calmed down, the sooner he could meditate.
"Kagome and Naraku," he snarled back as if it was obvious.
"They've been alone together for far longer than this," Miroku reminded, "it's only been a few days."
"But they are in her time, there is no one to stop him there," Inuyasha snapped.
"I see," Miroku acknowledged. "If you are so worried, why don't you go check to make sure he hasn't taken over the future."
"Yeah," Sango agreed coming out of the hut, "I could certainly use a little peace and quiet."
"Keh, like I care," Inuyasha scoffed, but was gone in the same breath.
"That didn't take much convincing," Shippo teased, knowing Inuyasha was going to go do just as suggested.
"What do you think he'll find?" Sango asked the others.
They all shared a knowing look. "…Sit," they all concluded at once.
Inuyasha came back only a few minutes later, looking rather disappointed.
"Well?" Miroku pressed, still in meditation pose, but now with a red mark on his cheek to go with it.
"The barrier," was all Inuyasha said. Naraku's barrier was still up, and it encompassed the well. He thought he could break it, since adamant barrage could go right through Naraku's personal barrier last he knew, but the spears just fazed through without letting the whole of it weaken. He guessed it was because his spears hadn't hurt or weakened Naraku himself with the strike, and thus the barrier remained strong. What was happening on the other side of the well?
"You don't think this was Naraku's plan, do you; to get to Kagome's world and prevent you from following?" Sango worried now, none of them had realized what was going on until it was too late.
Inuyasha growled before dashing back towards the barrier, determined to get through and protect Kagome.
Naraku felt like he'd been thrown into some kind of brothel with how openly the females ogled him. Was this considered normal, or even acceptable now? It was almost disturbing.
"Who can solve for X?" Mr. Harada asked the students, gaining no volunteers. "Higurashi."
Sitting behind him, Naraku could feel her unease as she tried to come up with an answer. He looked over the equation and the symbols seemed to float right off the board and form the answer in his head with little effort.
'Why me? I swear, he must remember something if he's singling me out like this,' she ranted to herself, furiously scanning her notes for help. 'I don't know; I don't get it.'
"X = 3r/y," she heard the deep voice in her head, not even realizing a strand of Naraku's long, inky black hair had wound its way around her pinky finger.
"Higurashi?" the teacher beckoned an answer, not in a particularly kind manner either.
"Uhh, 'X = 3r/y'," she guessed. It was better than any calculations she had.
"That is correct, you may just pass my class after all," the teacher turned his attention back to the board, but Kagome noted the strand of hair was still around her finger.
"Thank you," she thought, hoping he was reading her thoughts still. "But how did you see that so quickly?"
"I read your school texts the night we stayed in that cave," he explained and the memory of another world in another time floated back to both of them, "and I never miscalculate."
"You read my math book? So, you understand this stuff," she mentally queried, wondering how anyone could find her math textbook interesting enough to read willingly.
"Easily," he agreed. He was barely even paying attention to the teacher; he didn't need to.
"That means you can help me study," she grinned with glee at their mental conversation, only drawing odd looks from the other students. She didn't seem to notice.
Before long, the piercing sound of a "bell" signaled that is was time for the next class. His ears would be ringing for a good few minutes after that assault to his senses. Kagome led him from one class to another throughout the day, and he didn't miss noticing how the same female that was leering at him the entire first class seemed to be in nearly every single one of Kagome's classes. She appeared older, and Kagome had explained classes were sorted by age unless someone was held back for failing or advanced for good marks. That either meant Kagome was smarter or this female was intellectually useless.
They were now headed for lunch, a mid-day meal to get a reprieve from the barrage of information that he had little use for. They waited in line until the "food" came into view. "Are you sure any of this is edible?" Naraku asked as he looked over the selection. He wasn't really hungry, but even starving he might not opt to eat any of this.
"Some of it is questionable, but the fruit salad is a pretty safe bet," Kagome picked up the bowl and Naraku continued walking with her. She brought them outside to go sit under a tree, side by side.
"Kagome, there you are," a bright, male voice called.
"Oh, hi, Hojo," Kagome tried awkwardly to dissuade what she knew was going to happen, 'Please don't ask me out, please don't ask me out, please don't ask me out.' She didn't even want to think about how Naraku would react to such a blatant trespass.
"I was wondering if you wanted to go see a movie with me tonight?"
'Shoot. He asked me out.'
(A/N: It's just never-ending awkward situations for poor Kagome today.)
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