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Conversations With Wolves	By : Tassanaburrfoot Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Kouga/Kagome Views: 9456 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Kagome stared at her reflection in the mirror as she brushed her hair. Koga had called her a couple hours ago and asked if she had would be interested in seeing a movie after dinner. She did not have the heart to tell him no.
After she returned home from the coffee shop, Kagome thought a nice hot bath would do her some good. She wasn’t certain how it would make her feel better and it hadn’t. She found herself staring into the well about an hour later. Her hair was dripping from the bath.
She wondered what would happen if she tried jumping into the well. She wasn’t surprised when nothing happened.
It wasn’t that she didn’t want to see Koga. Seeing him again had been… well… interesting. He was almost exactly the way she remembered him, even down to his unrelenting desire to make her his.
What was she going to do? She stared in the mirror, waiting for it to… do something.
She had decided to dress in simple attire. She didn’t want Koga thinking he had a chance with her, so she kept it simple. She wore a pink blouse and a black skirt that ended at her knees. She completed the look with stockings and pink pumps. Any makeup she wore matched her complexion and was not meant to make her prettier. She left her hair down.
What was she going to tell him? She remembered the last time they spoke. He had suggested, as always, that she leave Inuyasha and come with him. Did he think she had done that? She loved Inuyasha and had no plans of leaving the hanyou.
But isn’t that what she had done? With the Shikon no Tama now gone, Kagome had decided to return to her time and finish her studies. After all, she belonged in her own time, correct? She had even waited patiently for Inuyasha to find her in the modern era. He was a demon, so he should still be alive, shouldn’t he?
There was a knock at the door and Kagome knew it was Koga. He was early which meant that he must also be eager. She sighed. What was she going to tell him tonight?
She went to the door and answered it. Her breath caught in her throat that the sight before her.
Koga looked absolutely amazing. He still wore his headband, but most of it was hidden by his hair, which hung down and covered his ears. Gone, too, were the furred wristbands. He wore a light blue button up shirt and a pair of black slacks. In place of his wristbands, he had a black Rolex watch on one wrist and an Armani bracelet on the other. On his feet was a pair of black boots.
He gave her a smirk. “You look really nice tonight, Kagome,” he complimented. “Ready for our date?”
Although she was flattered by his compliment, her nose wrinkled at his question. “It’s not a date,” she said uselessly. “And you don’t look bad yourself. How were you able to afford Armani and Rolex? And what is that smell?”
His smirk widened. “Do you like it?” he asked. “Between a pretty decent job and immortality, I can afford a lot of things.”
She nodded. His cologne was something she hadn’t expected and she found that she missed how he had smelled before. “Where are we going?” she asked.
“Blue Note,” he replied. “It’s a jazz restaurant that serves some really nice meals.”
“Oh.”
“You ready?”
She nodded and let him lead her out into the evening air. She hesitated when she saw his motorcycle. “Are we riding on that?” she asked skeptically.
He smirked as he went to the bike and took the two helmets off, handing one to her. “City law forbids me to ride without a helmet,” he mused. “Guess they ain’t used to demons no more.”
“Koga,” Kagome started as she fiddled with her helmet. At least he gave her a pink helmet.
He took the helmet from her hands and put it on her. “Later I’ll have to get ya a better one,” he said. “For now, this should fit ya nicely.”
She gave the bike a sideways glance. “I’m not so sure about this…”
He saw her nervousness and snorted. “Hey, no worries, babe, you’re with me,” he said, shoving a thumb at his chest. “You know I won’t let nothin’ happen to ya.”
“I’ve never ridden a bike before,” she commented, still unsettled by the idea.
“You’ve ridden the mutt,” he said with a smirk.
“Koga!” she snapped blushing. She knew what he was implying and she did not like it.
He let out a snort as he climbed onto the bike. “C’mon, Kagome. Seriously. You’ve ridden on mutt-face’s back, right? Well, it’ll be the same basic thing,” he explained. “The only difference will be that your knees will be hugging the bike instead of me.” As an afterthought, he added, “Course, your legs could still hug me if you wanted them to.”
She frowned. “If you’re going to keep making suggestions like that tonight, I’m not going. You’re supposed to be more mature.”
He smirked as he nodded. “Of course, babe. You know I’m only joking with you,” he commented, trying to ease her fears. “It’s been so long since I’ve seen you, I think I may have reverted to my youth a bit. Can you blame me? You’re just as hot now as you were then. It’s like you never aged.”
The look he flashed her was one mixed with confusion and suspicion. Then, he helped her onto the bike and put on his helmet. As he started the engine, he said, “I hope you’re wearing panties. This thing vibrates and as much as I love to smell ya, I don’t need my seat getting wet.”
Before she could protest, he began driving. At first she could not breathe because she was so scared. After a few moments, however, she began to relax and even started to enjoy the ride. Koga had told her to hold on to his shoulders if she got scared and she found she didn’t want to let them go. It was easier to relax when she could hold on to him.
Dinner was a lovely affair. She didn’t really know what to expect, but Kagome was pleasantly surprised when the live band started playing. She explained to Koga about her trips to the past through the well. She could tell he really didn’t understand, but he seemed fine with it.
“So, it’s been only two years since you’ve seen me?” he asked between his bits of steak.
Kagome wrinkled her nose as a bit of blood ran down his chin. Thankfully, he quickly wiped it with his napkin. She smiled. It was nice to see Koga had table manners.
“Almost two years,” she told him.
His eyebrows furrowed as he thought about this fact. “But how is that possible?”
Kagome shrugged as she cut a piece of her fish with the side of her fork. “Inuyasha and I assume it’s because I was destined to go there. I’m not really sure how to explain it,” she said as she put the fish in her mouth and chewed.
Koga took a large gulp of his kikisui and cut another chunk of steak. “I don’t know. Sounds strange to me,” he commented before putting the chunk of steak in his mouth.
So much for table manners, Kagome thought. It was a pretty large chunk of meat. “Did they even cook that at all?”
He gave her a confused look before swallowing his meat. “I think they cooked it pretty well,” he answered. “Much more than how I normally eat it, actually.”
The girl shuddered at the thought of raw meat. Koga just laughed, “What did you expect? I’m a wolf. You should see some of the guys. Many of them don’t go out to fancy places like this because they require meat to be cooked. Something about food poisoning.”
“You don’t know what food poisoning is?” she asked incredulously.
“Bah,” he grunted. “Of course I do. It just doesn’t really apply to me and my wolves. If we could get fresh kills, then it wouldn’t ever apply.”
“You don’t hunt anymore?” she asked.
He shook his head. “Can’t,” he replied. “All these laws they got up now makes it pretty much impossible for us to hunt.”
“I guess Japan’s gotten smaller for you, huh?”
“Not smaller,” he corrected. “There’s just less room in it. Too many humans and civilized areas. I blame those damn Yankees and tourists.”
She looked at her plate. “Were you in the war?”
“Yeah. Hey, you done eatin’?”
Koga paid for their meal and walked her back out into the night. Silently, Kagome fussed at herself for not bringing a jacket. It was a chilly night.
They drove for a while and Kagome realized they weren’t going back to the shrine. When she mentioned this to Koga at a stoplight, he chuckled. “You said you wanted to see Ginta and Hakkaku, so I figured I’d take ya to the pack.”
Kagome took a deep breath and nodded.

The outside of the wolf pack’s homes was deceiving. They seemed run down and a bit like the ghettos. When Kagome walked into Koga’s home, she realized it was just a front. Of course, it was obvious that the wolves played roughly in the house, but Koga’s place was pretty clean. He certainly wasn’t lacking in the comfort area.
A large, fluffy couch sat in the living room along with a matching loveseat and chair. Under the black wooden coffee table, there was a rather large bear skin.
“Is that...?”
“Real?” Koga finished, seeing her pointing nervously at the bear rug. “What do you think?”
There was a smirk on his face as he threw his keys in a cup near the door. “Why are you so nervous, Kagome?” he asked, making his way to the kitchen. “You act like you ain’t never been around me before.”
She started to follow him, but stopped when she got to the bar. It was a nice place, built a bit like an apartment. The living area was separated from the kitchen by the bar, which had two black metal stool in front of it. She assumed he preferred the smaller space. Probably didn’t think he needed a large area.
She watched as he opened the refrigerator and pulled out two bottles of beer. He went to hand her one, but she shook her head, politely declining the offer.
“Why?” he asked. “You could use it.”
“I’m alone with a man in his house,” she commented. “Thank you, but I would prefer keeping my wits about me.”
He laughed a good, hearty strong laugh. It was a laugh she immediately embedded into her memory. “Worried I’m gonna loosen ya up and have my wicked way with ya?” he questioned with a smirk. He handed her the beer again. “You ain’t got nothing to worry about, babe. I’m honorable enough not to take advantage of an inebriated woman, even if she already is my woman.”
“I am not your woman, Koga,” she argued. “I never have been. I’m with Inuyasha.”
“Really?” he challenged. “I don’t mean to be argumentative, but it seems to me that you’re here with me while mutt-face is off somewhere else.”
Her breath caught in her throat and she strangled out. “Where is he? Is he alive still?”
The wolf demon shrugged. “Who knows?” he responded as he took a swallow of his beer. “Who cares? I haven’t talked to that ass since last time I saw you. Nearly ran me threw with his sword, that bastard.”
Kagome was confused at this. “No, he didn’t,” she stated.
He shook his head and took another sip of his drink. He walked around the bar and into the living room, plopping unceremoniously onto the couch. “Did ya still wanna see Ginta and Hakkaku?” he asked. “I know they wanna see you. I’m surprised they haven’t come over yet. They didn’t believe me when I told ‘em I had a date with ya.”
She walked into the living room and took a seat on the other end of the couch. “Do you think it’s a good idea?”
He glanced at her. “I don’t see why not,” was his reply as he took her arm and pulled her closer to him.
“Koga!” she protested, spilling her beer on her clothes. She managed to get some on his as well.
He said nothing as he placed his beer on the side table and grabbed the remote to the television. As he turned on the television, Kagome let out a gasp. She hadn’t even realized he had a television! Much less a 62” HD! Her eyes widened when the screen brightened to reveal porn. “Koga!”
When she looked at his face, he looked miffed as well as he growled, “Stupid mutts! I told them not to watch this shit on my tv!”
To Kagome’s relief, he changed the channel before flipping through the movie guide.
There was no knock on the door to warn them as two men burst into the house. Kagome looked up to see two very modernized men. Ginta and Hakkaku stared at her in shock. “She’s alive?!” they said in unison.
Kagome thought they looked a bit like punks. Or Goths. Hakkaku had dyed his Mohawk green and red. The bit of Ginta’s hair that had been grey was now dyed an electric blue. The both wore black cargo jeans, black wash polos, and black boots. These items were accessorized with silver and stainless steel buttons and chains. Kagome was actually surprised neither guy wore any piercings.
“Hey!” Koga snarled at them. “Which one of you idiots thought you could watch porn on my tv? I told you Kagome was coming over and I didn’t want her to see that shit.”
“S-s-sorry, boss,” Ginta stammered. “We thought you were just pulling our legs about Kagome.”
“If I wanted to pull your legs, I would do it physically,” Koga snapped. “Ya both owe Kagome an apology for putting her in such a position.”
As different as the men looked, they still warbled the same. They looked completely embarrassed as they begged for her forgiveness.
“It’s all right,” she assured them and glanced at Koga. “It just caught me off guard, but I really shouldn’t be surprised, you know? I mean, you are a single man. I would be more surprised if you didn’t have any type of porn around here.”
“Why? You interested in looking at what I got?” he asked, causing her to blush. He pulled her closer to him in a one-handed hug. “Don’t worry, babe. I don’t need that shit when all I have to do is think about you.”
Koga took the girl’s beer away from her before she could spill any more of it as she tried to wriggle out of his embrace. “That’s gross, Koga!” she reprimanded him. “Please tell me you’re not being serious?!”
He chuckled as he let her go. She immediately went to the other side of the couch. “What did you expect?” he asked her. “I’m a single man. Gotta get my kicks some way.”
“You don’t have to admit that, though!” she shouted, her face twisted with disgust. “Take me home!”
Koga rolled his eyes. “Aw, come off it, Kagome,” he said, turning his body towards her and reaching for her hands. “I’m just messin’ with ya. I haven’t seen ya in over 500 years. I’ve missed ya, babe.”
“Yeah, well, you’ve got a funny way of showing it,” she fumed, folding her arms across her chest.
“Aw,” he whined as he moved closer to her and pulled her into his arms. His lips dropped to her ear and he softly uttered, “You’re the only girl I’ve thought about for years, Kagome. I’ve never wanted anyone the way I’ve wanted you.”
She heard the door click shut and knew Ginta and Hakkaku had left. She and Koga were alone again. Immediately, the air around them began to tingle as he nuzzled her ear. It amazed her how quickly he could go from joking to serious. She gasped when she felt his lips kiss her earlobe gently.
“Koga,” she whispered. It was getting way too hot in his house and she mentally searched for his hands. To her relief, they hadn’t strayed from her back.
“I was so afraid that you had left me. I thought I’d never have a chance to be with you,” he murmured. He kissed her shoulder. “That you are alive now is a miracle. After all these years…”
“Koga,” she repeated more firmly, gently pushing him off of her.
Her sad eyes met with his aroused ones. “I don’t want to hear that there hasn’t been another woman,” she admitted. “I can’t bear to think I’ve been the only woman you’ve ever thought about.”
His lips twisted in confusion as his eyes regained their focus. “That’s a first,” he commented, placing his hand on her cheek. “Most girls are thrilled to hear their lover only ever had eyes for them.”
“But we aren’t lovers, Koga,” she pointed out.
“True,” he admitted. “But we could be.”
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