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The Seduction Game

Guess what? Yes! I'm alive!

I've been getting some questions about her eye color, so here's a quick explanation. Her eyes are normally grayish-blue, but they due to her emotions. The angerier she gets, the bluer they get. There is a reason for that, which will be revealed later on in the story.

As I've mentioned in my profile, I had to re-write this chapter as the formatting of my laptop caused a deletion of all the files. I am sincerely sorry for the wait, and I hope that this chapter is worth it. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: Yes, yes, I still don't own Inuyasha, but a girl can dream, right?

Also, I'm doing something new this chapter. Instead of single quotes and bold type indicating thoughts, it'll be just single quotes from now on!

On a side note, I would recommend that you listen to "I can't take my eyes off of you!" from High School Musical before you go on to this chapter!

...And finally, after all that, we can keep going on to the story!

Shizuka Kaze is proud to continue the presentation of:

The Seduction Game

Summary: Inuyasha Takahashi is the guy no girl can resist, but when he sets his sights on Kagome Higurashi, he has met his match. When the young girl outright refuses him and angers him, he swore that he would break her and ruin her life. But neither can deny their attraction, nor were they prepared for the burning passion that threatened to consume them both. Yet can love be born out of hate and a need to dominate?

The Seduction Game

Chapter Nine: An Amorous Rival!

The sun peaked its gleaming rays over the tops of the mountains, setting off the glistering dewdrops still lingering on the lushness of their botanic shelters, shimmering like starlight. Night had fled into its infiniteness with the arrival of its brilliant sister, allowing the golden light streaming into sight to awaken the creatures. A breeze fumbled through the mighty forest, ruffling their glossy coats of all shades of green. In other words, it was a perfect morning to a not-so-perfect awakening.

Dark lashes set in fair features fluttered uncertainly, as if unsure about their desire to return to reality. Yet, as if possessed by an irresistible force, they raised themselves, revealing a set of stormy eyes to focus blearily. The owner glanced automatically at the bedside table, surprised to the see the lights flashing 6:00. 'Since when do I feel this well-rested at this unholy hour when every reasonable person is still floating somewhere in dreamland?'

As her mind clearly, she began to notice other oddities about her surroundings. 'And come to think of it, since when do I not draw the curtains before I go to sleep?'

Kagome sought to rise, but a shift in the position of her body had her nearly screaming in panic. She hadn't noticed it before, but the slightest movement made her keenly aware of a large hand roughly kneading her breast under the cotton thin shirt, while another equally masculine one rested on her bare tummy, and a powerful leg draped possessively over hers, encaging her in a wall of strength. Trembling from the onslaught of sensations on her still-sluggish mind, she shook as a husky voice near her ear murmured. "Finally awake?"

"Inu-Inuyasha?" She squeaked, completely disoriented, squirming under his talented fingers.

"Keh, do you make it a habit of letting strange men into your bed?" He growled, and Kagome was agitated to discover that he did not sound sleepy in the least. Just how long had he been touching her? 'Not long enough!' Her body's anguished scream was loud and clear. Gritting her teeth, she tightened her control over the desire boiling in her blood, and prayed. If Inuyasha turned sweet and tender like that kiss two days ago, she wasn't sure her sizzling nerves would be able to take it.

'God forbid he found that out!' Kagome almost whimpered in fear. She had a fairly good idea what he'd do, but prefered to ignore it. Who said lying to yourself never worked?

Inhaling sharply as a hand dragged itself down her body, she tried to distance herself as a finger insistently rubbed itself against her cotton panties. Kagome froze as a tortured groan sounded behind her. "Inuyasha?" She asked tentatively, "Are you okay?"

A shriek erupted from her throat as she suddenly found Inuyasha staring down at her, his golden gaze rapidly darkening to an erotic amber. "I am no saint, baby." He confessed, grinding their hips together in an almost desperate fashion. "I could take you on the floor, against the wall, hell, in front of your mother, if you keep tempting me."

Kagome narrowed her eyes in anger. It appeared Inuyasha had the uncanny - and unprecedented - ability to make her furious even in the early morning hours. Calculating the position and speed she would to dislodge him, she nearly grinned - she had him cold. Using his distraction as he closed his eyes to savor the feeling of his perlvis rubbing against hers, she drew up her knees against her bosom (cursing inwardly as the new position caused him to touch her even more intaimatedly, and her tummy quivered in pleasure). Placing her feet against his chest, she sent him flying backward with a powerful kick, and felt strangely satisfied as he hit the wall with a sickening crunch, and slumped down in a heap.

Sitting up in a fluid motion, she glared at his crumbled form. "Get out."

Inuyasha's head was bowed, his bangs hiding his eyes as he taunted. "Afraid you can't handle a little pleasure?" He raised his face, features dark and mockery shimmering in his eyes, but even a deaf person could not miss the challenge in his voice. "Don't worry, I'll be gentle."

Kagome rolled her eyes, sarcasm dripping from her voice. "How kind of you. But unfortunately, I don't need it."

The hanyou growled menacingly, hissing at her. "You'll be begging for a little mercy by the time I'd done with you, bitch!"

"How hard up can you be?" She let a note of disgust seep into her voice. "You were sleeping with someone less than 12 hours ago!"

"Actually," he commented dryly, "I was sleeping with you less than twenty minutes ago before you kicked me out of bed."

"I didn't mean that!" Kagome tried to keep from blushing - and failed extravagantly. "I meant that girl that you were... creating babies with."

"I don't answer to you!" Inuyasha snapped, true puzzlement coloring his voice. "Besides, I've no idea what you're talking about!"

"You went out last night!" She cried indignantly, angry as his refusal to acknowledge his crimes.

Kagome jumped as Inuyasha snorted harshly, understanding flashing in his eyes. "Who did you think I was fucking? The sales woman who's probably older than my mother?"

"Uh?" Kagome glanced at him, completely bewildered by the unexpected response.

Inuyasha threw his hands up in frustration. "I was out Ramen shopping, bitch."

"Oh." Kagome stared, feeling incredibly stupid. That's what she got for jumping to conclusions. Trying to cover the deafening silence, she laughed awkwardly, "Well, I will getting ready for classes then." Shooting Inuyasha a silent apologetic look, she fled to the bathroom, leaving a triumphantly grinning hanyou behind, and prayed that he'd be gone by the time she finished her morning ritual.

Kagome rode with Inuyasha to school, deciding it was rather nice to have a chauffeur. He had decided upon the Ferrari again, and when Kagome asked how he picked his ride every morning, he grinned mischievously at her.

"Whatever I feel like," he answered offhandedly.

"And how did you decide on this one?" An eyebrow rose in contemplation.

He patted the leather interior fondly. "It screams power and sex." Inuyasha grinned rakishly at her. "Just like me."

Kagome eyed the red muscle-shirt that didn't leave much to the imagination and the dark pants that should have been illegal when paired with his legs, and had to silently agree that the vehicle matched him to a T. "Is it wise to dress like this?" She asked tentatively.

Inuyasha looked down at his outfit in surprise. "What's wrong with it?" He actually sounded somewhat offended.

Kagome blushed, biting her lip. "Some of the female students might find their grade point average to be dropping after this year because they were unable to keep their attention on the teacher. You might be dashing some high hopes of prestigious graduated schools here." She phrased delicately, and was somewhat relieved to see understanding dawning upon his eyes.

Inuyasha shrugged derisively. "If they are unable to even ignore the minor distraction my clothes pose, then they won't make it through grad school anyway. So what's the point of them getting there in the first place?"

Kagome breathed in deeply, trying to stop herself from screaming in frustration - and the words tumbled uncensored from her lips. "Not you clothes, but you body paired with your clothes." Silence reigned in the car, and Kagome clapped her hands over her mouth in shock as her words sank in.

Inuyasha was quiet for so long that the raven-haired girl wondered whether he had died from shock. However, he turned to face her at the next red light, and Kagome cringed to see him wagging his eyebrows suggestively. "Is innocent little Kagome expressing her hidden carnal desires?" He asked in mock surprise, before his smirk became lascivious again. "Do tell me, what does lust feel like to a virgin, sweetie pie? I'm all ears."

Kagome buried her face in her hands, and moaned. "Why does it matter?"

"Aha!" Inuyasha's exclamation made her raise her eyes in dread, but he was staring at the road as the light turned green, though he seemed to be able to drive and talk coherently at the same time. "So you do admit that you desire me!" His voice changed to become deeper, huskier. "There is no shame to lust after someone. In fact, it's very pleasurable, especially as the object of affection is a person of my caliber - and libido."

Kagome sighed, a sound of utter humiliation and mortification. "Please, Inuyasha, allow whatever dignity I have retained to remain intact, before I throw myself from this car in desperation."

Kagome squeaked as Inuyasha slid an arm around her slim waist, keeping a tight hold onto her. His arm tightened fractionally as she sought to pull away. "You are a complete idiot if you think I'd let you get yourself killed before I've even sampled that body."

Kagome tore herself away with a cry. "Sampled me?" She hissed, sparks flying from her eyes. "What exactly is that supposed to mean?" Her voice alerted him that a wrong answer would be detrimental to his health.

Inuyasha shrugged, answering nonchalantly. "A fine connoisseur samples a wine before he deems it worthy to keep." The innuendo was unmistakable.

A growl erupted from the raven-haired girl's throat. "Wrong answer, dog-boy!" She snarled, reaching for certain tender appendages with a feral light dancing in her bright blue orbs.

Inuyasha had a sudden image of his ears decorating her walls.

When asked, Kagome would never know how they made it to school in one piece.

Heaving a sigh of utter gratitude, Kagome linked her arms with Sango. "You are coming, right?" She asked, sounding more like she making a statement rather than asking a question.

Sango laughed, "You know I wouldn't miss it for the world."

"I do, but it is nice to be reassured." Kagome winked, and both girls smiled.

"Who are you competing against, again?" Sango asked, struggling to remember the name of the opposing school.

Kagome's eyes flashed for a moment. "Tomoshibi University."

Sango growled. Tomoshibi University was their biggest rival, and both girls had a personal bad history with the school. "Who's the Captain?"

This time, Kagome grinned, her face flushing with battle lust. "Shippou Watanabe."

"Perfect." The older girl murmured dangerously, her fists clenched. The boy was a prot�g�, and had single-handedly caused Shikon University to suffer their most humiliating defeat in three decades one year before Kagome had joined the competition. The fact that Shippou was only twenty and already a junior had added insult to injury. However, this was the first time Kagome would be competing against Shippou as captain to captain, and Sango could not wait to see that arrogant boy getting beaten.

"Any idea what the topic will be this time?" She asked, her dark eyes still not losing their spirit.

Kagome shook her head. "No, only that it will be on recent political issues, so I have been reading all the arguments I can get my hands on. I just hope it will be a position that I support - it is so much easier to make a convincing argument if you truly believe in what you say."

"Indeed." Sango agreed. There was a moment of silence as both girls contemplated the possible topics before Sango pinned her friend with a glare. "Did you invite Inuyasha?" She asked meaningfully, glaring as Kagome blushed and mutely shook her head.

"Why not?" She protested. "Do you realize how much more funding, popularity, and publicity your team would receive if he came and approved?"

"He wouldn't come anyway." Was the soft reply.

Sango threw her hands up in frustration. "Of course he will! Kagome, do us all a favor and open your eyes! Inuyasha is completely smitten with you! He'd probably even agree to buy you the whole shopping mall across the street if you wanted! Use that to your advantage! The team needs all the funding it can get."

Kagome continued to shake her head. "He has football practice, San. He told me that he would be leaving in two hours..."

"... and your warm-up doesn't start for another hour and the real competition in two hours! It's perfect!" Sango interrupted her.

The younger girl ducked her head, and cautiously whispered the true reason why she had not tried to convince Inuyasha to attend what could have been her biggest triumph. "What if we lose?"

"You won't." Sango replied with absolute conviction. "I have seen you, I have heard you; there is no way you could lose. Christ, Kagome, you've heard what the other team members say about you!"

"But Tomoshibi University is the best of the best! They've ranked number one at the national standard for three consecutive years and have even managed to squeeze into the top 10 at the international level! Watanabe has even been offered an invitation to listen on the debates in the government!"

"But this year it's different!" Sango insisted. "This year you're leading the team. We will win, I know it! And it's time you realized it, too, and got your ass moving to invite Inuyasha!"

Kagome raised her head, her gaze locking onto Sango's. "On one condition."

Sango's eyebrow rose in challenge. "Oh?"

"Get Inuyasha to leave if there is any indication that he'll pull funding from the team. You know that one word from him could mean the end, and I won't have it."

"Deal." Sango spoke without hesitation. After all, if bad came to worse, she would simply put Inuyasha into the hospital and convince him that all he had seen or heard had been hallucinations - provided she drenched herself in perfume first to make dog-boy's senses go haywire and miss the smell of deceit on her. No problem, no problem at all.

She made shooing motions like a mother hen. "Now go, find him, and ask him to bring some reporters while he is at it."

Kagome grimaced, but she obediently turned to jog toward the football field to find Inuyasha. Sango, once out of sight, smiled evilly. She would make sure that Kagome had a full supportive audience - after all, there were some benefits of being on home turf. Tossing her ponytail over her shoulder, she went in search of Miroku.

Placing a pair of dark sunglasses over his eyes, Inuyasha stared over the expanse of the campus. Starting toward the auditorium, he sighed audibly. He had absolutely no intention of attending the debate competition, but when Kagome had turned those pleading eyes upon his, he wasn't able to deny her as he had so effortlessly rejected tons of girls before her. Raking a tense hand through his hair, he shook his head. There was something special about Kagome, more special than just her good looks or her spirit, and he was scared that he'd never be able to let her go. Inuyasha growled, and mentally told his youkai side to go and screw himself. 'Great, now I'm talking to myself. That bitch is definitely bad for my health.'

Pulling open the heavy redwood double doors with one hand, he was assaulted immediately by the scent of heightened emotions and excitement. An eyebrow rose as he noted how full the darkened stadium was. Inuyasha frowned, silently frustrated how he could have missed such a popular event. The frown deepened as he scanned the faces, realizing that the audience consisted mostly of the more wealthier, more popular and influential part of the campus, not to mention many of them were seniors. Two girls particularly stood out - they were the only ones taking notes - and Inuyasha recognized them as the daughters of the some of the largest media corporations. Each face was rapt with attention, and the hanyou was suddenly irked that his entrance had not caused any attention. Following his nose, he sniffed out Sango and Miroku, dropping into a seat they had obviously kept open for him. Neither paid him any attention. Suppressing a growl, he turned his attention to the stage, and was immediately placed under the same spell that had bound the rest of the audience.

Three spotlights illuminated the stage, one focusing on Kagome, the other on a red-headed boy appearing too young to have the required maturity to his statements.
and the third one on a woman Inuyasha recognized as the head of the Debate Team from Hong Kong International for Exceptional Scholars (HKIES). He was irritated that no one had informed him of such an important person's arrival. Briefly he wondered how their own team had afforded to invited the woman before remembering that this was the final debate before the competition moved to the international level and the woman was obviously acting as an unbiased referee. The red-head wearing the colors of red and gold of Tomoshibi University was gesturing avidly at his opponent, passionately and forcefully emphasizing his points, and it appeared as if Vivian J. Zhan - if Inuyasha remembered her name correctly - was agreeing with him as she kept her gaze trained on him. However, it was the last person on stage that caught Inuyasha's attention.

Kagome was standing calmly at the opposite stand, looking celestial in a shirt of sparkling silver and a mini skirt of a deep emerald so short that made Inuyasha want to snatch her off the stage and hide her from view. Didn't the school-board know how easy it was for horny boys to stare up a girl's skirt when she's on stage? He silently thanked any gods listening that the first five rows had been roped off for television broadcasts, and these men were all standing. Inuyasha's eyes were drawn back to her as she casually brushed back a glossy strand of the raven waterfall. Her posture was the epitome of calmness, composure, and confidence, but her face was a stark contrast. Her eyes sparkled like deep sapphires, her mouth pursed in concentration, and cheeks flushed in bright colors. Eyebrows were winged in contemplation, before her lips drew back in a half-smile, an expression of righteousness settling over her features as Shippou's argument drew to a close. Inuyasha swiftly turned his attention back to the stage to catch the last few sentences of Shippou's points.

"...due to the previous presented evidence, the United State's decision to engage in a highly defensive war of liberation and anti-terrorism has been proven as the correct course of world peace." The red-haired boy sat down with a look of utmost triumph and arrogance, given Inuyasha an urge to pound his skull into a stone.

Ms. Zhan faced Kagome as the crowd politely applauded the speech. "Ms. Higurashi, your comments?"

Kagome rose with a grace inborn of those of gentle breeding. "Thank you, Ms. Zhan." She turned toward the microphone, her eyes sweeping over the audience, and locking onto his face. A brilliant smile lit her features, and she spoke softly, though her voice nevertheless carried to everyone present. "Watanabe-san has brought up quite a few very reasonable points, but I stand by my earlier position that the United State's self-deemed pre-emptive strike on Iraq was a foolish decision resulting in a catastrophic disaster."

Raising her head, she began pleasantly, but with conviction. "First of all, the words 'pre-emptive strike' is a misnomer. 'Pre-emptive', by definition, is to prevent country A from committing to a given course, in this case one of violence, by striking first. Yet, a through analysis of political structures, the international arena, and politician's background has proven that nothing about the war had been pre-emptive, but most definitely aggressive. And here is my analysis of the three areas of the decisions leading up and happening during the time."

"Due to the fact that the anti-terrorist and the liberation of Iraq has originated in the CIA, it is inevitable that we start our analysis there. It was in the CIA where the photos showing weapons of mass destruction were found. It played upon the United State's citizen's fear of the terrorist attacks, and many discontented people who questioned the strange coincidence of the timing of the 9/11 attack with these photos were swiftly silenced and intimidated by Bush's infamous words - "If you are not for us, you are against us". However, my analysis is on facts, not speculations. The CIA is the abbreviation for the Central Intelligence Agency, but it is not the only intelligence agency there is. A look at the United State's political structure shows us around a dozen of these agencies; the CIA is the largest and most well-known of these. And each agency is funded by the legislative branch of the government. In order for Congress to award funding each year, these agencies have to proof that they are worth keeping. Competition in inevitable, and fraud a possible and inescapable occurrence, as shown be recent studies. That thought, unfortunately, has escaped many people's notice."

"In the time of international relations and economic interdependence, the international arena cannot be avoided in our analysis. While the United State's acts as the world's only superpower, it cannot force different nations to adhere to its principles, which runs contrary to President Truman's idea of "self-determination" and the United State's own history, which the current President Bush Jr. has disregarded. The United States is not only the country attacked by terrorists, but it made such a big impact because of the United State's military might and the 9/11 attack has raised international awareness of excessive arrogance and non-existent invincibility. When the United States applied for help in the UN, many of the members, including all of the permanent members of the Security Council (where the real power of the UN lies), agreed to conduct an investigation of the weapons of mass destruction supposed hidden in Iraq. The CIA and the United State's government proclaimed that Iraq had hidden these weapons, was secretly producing them, and were supplying them to the terrorist. Months of search by professionally trained experts yielded nothing illegal, but the United States remained firm in its belief that Iraq was hiding these facilities. Iraq is the size of California, and the faculties are not something that can moved around at will. The United States appealed to the Security Council of the UN, trying to win a moral victory - at which they failed by not receiving a majority vote in the Council - though they knew that an UN-led coalition of attack was impossible. Of the four remaining permanent members of the Council, France opened vetoed the decision, China (PRC) and Russia showed their disapproval by their absentee; only Britain supported the decision, which in return led to a dramatic decline in approval ratings for Britain's prime minister Tony Blair. The United States retaliated by ridiculous measures such as renaming 'French Fries' as 'Freedom fries'..." a snicker of bemusement rang through the stadium, while Shippou and his teammates had grown increasing pale during Kagome's speech. "... and dubbed France as being anti-American, accusing them of being insensitive to the danger to world peace and only concerned about their own profits. It turned a deaf ear to French protests and reasoning, causing a wave of outrage among Europe, as many of their countries were also grouped among the 'Anti-American' category. Germany and Spain, old enemies of France, sided with her. However, the United States ignored it and went ahead with its attack."

"A third point takes us a step deeper into George W. Bush's history. He graduated from Yale University with a Law Degree, yet it is curious that he fails to remember a crucial lessons taught in a requirement course - that terrorists span across borders. If the United States were to attack every country that is suspected of having aided the terrorist, it would be forced to turn its army upon itself." Kagome flashed a quick smile toward the audience, causing a more prominent ripple of laughter to sweep through the audience. "The United States itself supplied weapons to the terrorists and also trained them as professional armies..."

Inuyasha listened with rap attention as Kagome argued fiercely against Shippou's speech, pointing out fact after fact denouncing the United State's decision of its Iraqi War, ranging from President George W. Bush Jr.'s own personal history of establishing enterprises which were funded with money borrowed from terrorists to the warning signs of Iraq becoming a second Vietnam, bringing up a few relevant facts he had skipped over in his own research during his own interview when questioned about his position on the war. When Kagome finished with a bow, there was a standing ovation. Ms. Zhan had to call for order several times where she was able to be heard over the applause.

"Thank you, Ms. Higurashi." She finally turned to address the panel of old and wise-looking men in a corner. "The judges will arrive at their decision in a short while. Please wait patiently while they evaluate each candidate according to the clarity of speech, strength of argument, logic, and posture." She returned to facing the two opposing teams. "Captains, shake hands." Both obeyed, Kagome with a bland but polite nod, and Shipp pale with fury but trying to appear in command of his emotions.

The noise immediately rose as the panel of judges were shown to an adjoining room by two ushers. Inuyasha, with Sango and Miroku right next to him, disappeared behind the stage curtain just in time to catch Kagome descending the stairs at the back, flushed with excitement. She seemed to be surprised to see them, but glad nonetheless.

"Kagome, you were absolutely amazing!" Sango gushed, completely unashamed to be acting so un-Sangoish. "I knew you are going to win for sure!"

"So I did alright?" The raven-haired girl asked, out of breath after being in the spotlight for such a long time.

"Alright!" Miroku exclaimed. "You were more than alright! The judges will have to be blind not to award you the championship!"

"Thanks, Miroku." Kagome blushed at his praise. She peeked over their shoulders at the stadium. "I didn't realize that there were going to be so many people here." She whispered, awed as she looked over their audience, recognizing the group's demographic.

Sango smirked but did not comment, and instead nudged Miroku, sharing a secretive glance as Kagome finally turned her gaze upon Inuyasha.

"Did you like it?" She asked, feeling slightly awkward.

Inuyasha laughed deeply, making Kagome achingly aware of his easy grace and manner. "Like it? I am wondering where I have been for the past five and a half years to have missed this kind of entertainment. Now I fully understand why one of my team mates described you a 'tiger primed for attack' in debates when I mentioned I was attending the competition."

Kagome blushed at the compliment, but quickly protested, "This isn't entertainment, Inuyasha! We are trying to influence governmental policies here! Even though it is true the old men in Congress won't take much notice of every single debate in the country, the fact that we might be on TV means we will be reaching out to the mass audience. And if enough people agree with us, it could turn the tide of the War! We might be saving millions of lives and money here! Do you know that 3,000 American soldiers have already been killed and 560,000 Iraqis, most of whom are civilians? And the United States is nowhere near to establishing democracy in that region than the War first started! It's a complete mess over there; I have absolutely no idea who taught that prick in the White House math! How can he convince an entire nation that the 140 people Saddam has killed for an attempted assassination attempt is worse that the 560,000 he himself had murdered? Besides, the Middle East is not an outpost for the White House! The nation is much worse off now than before the war! And do you realize that when Bush took Office in January of 2001 the US had a budget surplus, and now they are in the worst deficit they've seen the last few decades? Congress voted out $87 million dollars in one setting! Do you how much difference it would do to the future generations which that money was spend on education? Not to mention..."

"Whoa, whoa, hold on there, sweetheart!" Inuyasha held up his hands in mock surrender, a smile tugging at his lips, hearing her passionate outburst. "I totally agree with you... no need to get emotional." His voice was soothing and calm, but Kagome caught the devilish glint dancing in the amber depth.

"You are making fun of me!" She pouted in mock anger. "You don't respect me!"

Inuyasha continued to laugh. "I respect you heaps, darling. I'd have pounded that idiot's skull in for daring to contradict me. You, you are there calm and cool, listening politely to every waste of oxygen that's expelled from his lungs."

"You can be quite eloquent, Inuyasha." Miroku admitted. "Tell me, is that another reason why the ladies fall over themselves to be around you - pun intended?"

Inuyasha growled at him. "Say that again and you'll find yourself waving 'hi' to flying pigs!"

Miroku didn't bat an eye at the threat while Sango commented. "Actually, his Keh's and Feh's are most likely more attractive. They are completely about dominance, control, and receptivity. They also speak of male virility and power. It draws women like flies to honey."

"I was hoping you'd characterize the girls here as more than flies." Kagome said dryly, silently contemplating whether she also belonged in that category. "And since when do you know so much about his vocabulary?"

Sango shrugged. "Kaze-sama explained it to me once."

Their conversation was interrupted when Kagome felt a gentle tap on her shoulder and turned to stare into startling emerald eyes. There was a moment of silence as tension thickened, and she could literally feel the hostility radiating of the three people close to her. She also caught quite a few unfriendly glances directed toward the boy. After all, they were on home turf while he was not. Inclining her head slightly, she politely acknowledged him. "Watanabe-san. How may I be of assistance?"

The boy appeared to be extremely nervous, casting skittish glances at the growling hanyou. "A private word, if you please, Higurashi-san?" He shrank back at Inuyasha's increasing growl.

Kagome placed a placating hand onto the aggressive hanyou's arm, telling him without words not to cause a scene. His growl softened at her gesture, though he still eyed Shippou as though he wished him ill. However, he made no move to stoep her when Kagome agreed to Shippou's request.

"Certainly, Watanabe-san. If you would please?" Kagome replied in her blandest voice, indicating toward two plush chairs at the other end of the room, rolling her eyes inwardly as the boy seemed to sag with relief at being out of range of Inuyasha's claws.

"What matters did you wish to discuss with me, Watanabe-san?" Kagome turned to face the boy once she had made herself comfortable on one of the chairs, crossing her legs in a casual but professional fashion. It would do well to appear in absolute control of the situation, especially in face of such a tough opponent.

Shippou seemed to have no such qualms. His back war rigid, hands clasping and unclasping nervously. He quickly stole a glance at her, before darting away at her raised eyebrow. "Well, I..."

"Watanabe-san?" Kagome prompted, with barely veiled impatience. She was not in the least curious or interested in anything he'd have to say, and if he did not start talking soon, she would forget about protocol and politeness and march right back to her friends.

"Perhaps you would rather continue this some other time?" She suggested when he still did not reply, and made a move to stand up.

"Doyouwannagotodinnerwithme?" Shippou blurted out, flushing dully.

"Excuse me?" Kagome blinked, sitting down again, not having understood a word the boy had just said.

"Do you..." Shippou still refused to meet her eyes. "... do you want to go to dinner with me? Sometime?"

"Oh." Kagome fought to compose herself. "When did you wish to conduct this meeting?"

Across the room, it was taking the combined efforts of Sango and Miroku to constrain a seething Inuyasha. How dare that little brat ask out his Kagome! 'Whoa!' His mind screeched to a halt. Since when had he subconsciously referred to Kagome as his? 'Mate.' A dark voice that he recognized as that of his youkai whispered. Mentally telling that voice to shut the fuck up, he turned his complete attention to Kagome rather than the conversation that was giving him a major migraine. A roaring filled his ears as he saw Shippou staring at the girl as though he had never seen a woman before.

Sango cursed under her breath as Inuyasha struggled. "Miroku!" She called out. "Hold him back! I'll go get Kagome!" And without a backward glance, she left a panic-stricken monk inching away from a hanyou that was battling to keep his youkai side from emerging - and slowing losing.

"Kagome-chan!" Sango called out, jogging the distance.

The younger girl turned, cutting of Shippou's suggestion for a time of the date off in mid-sentence. Smiling in half-relief, she replied. "Hey, Sango-chan! What's the matter?" Her eyes frantically told Santo to rescue her before she committed her first act of murder and killed the captain.

Sango floundered for a moment, before she quickly said. "Inuyasha is worried about you." She hoped there was no need to make the meaning clearer.

Kagome's eyes slid to the raging hanyou across the room, and the color drained from her face. "More than worried, I'd say." She bolted from her chair, ignoring Shippou's voice, and darted across the room with Sango in tow. She skidded to a stop in front of Inuyasha, and didn't even flinch as he yanked her towards him, sniffing her over thoroughly. Apparently he disliked what he found, for his snarl increased. Kagome shook inwardly at the pure menace. A trembling hand reached out, and she let out a breath she was holding as Inuyasha made no attempts to evade it. Stroking his bangs from his eyes that were rapidly dilating, she was relieved to see the amber re-emerging.

"Hey," she intoned, "what happened?"

Inuyasha blinked, gazing down at Kagome. "Keh."

Kagome sighed. "Why am I not surprised?"

"Huh?"

Sango just smiled. "Inuyasha was angry at Watanabe-san's desire to get to 'know you better'". She teased in a conspiratorial whisper.

Kagome blushed as Inuyasha growled dangerously. Miroku patted him sagely on the arm. "You've got to move quickly, my friend. Someone as lovely as Kagome will not stay unattached for long."

"Miroku..." There was unmistakable venom laced in the hanyou's voice.

Kagome's voice cut in between them. "Watanabe-san simply wished to take me out to dinner..." She explained.

Inuyasha was by her side in a flash as Miroku frowned. "I hope you did not physically hurt him when you told him no."

Kagome continued t blush, and Sango shot her a hard glare. "You did tell him no, didn't you, Kagome?"

Mutely, Kagome shook her head, earning herself an outraged shout from Inuyasha.

"What the hell! Don't tell me you are actually considering it! How dare you! That little twerp is dead! I will slowly kill him! Then it's your turn! You'll be punished - you won't be able to sit straight for a week! I can't believe that brat..." Inuyasha was raging. Kagome just stared, too stunned to shout over him. Did he just go from yelling at her to threatening Shippou and back again? Shaking her head, she sighed and knocked her knuckles against his forehead, stopping his tirade abruptly.

"I am certain you have not noticed, Inuyasha, as you were too busy, but I have not settled to go on a date with Watanabe-san." She said firmly. "Also, the lights are dimming, so I am sure you would like to hear the results."

Turning to the group of group of people who had crowded around due to Inuyasha's outburst, she mockingly saluted to them and disappeared behind the curtain only to reappear on stage, leaving the crowd no choice but to return to their seats.

A sudden hush fell over the auditorium as the only brightness illuminating the room came from the stage. The panel of judges had returned to their seats, and Ms. Zhan was holding a sealed envelope in her hand. Her smile was kind as she surveyed the anxious audience.

"I am certain you all wish to know the result of this competition, but first of all I would like to thank both Tomoshibi and Shikon University for preparing this debate and our panel of judges for attending. A round of applause for them."

Everyone clapped politely, though quite a few people were shifting in their seats. After a minute, Ms. Zhan held up the envelope again, and the clapping immediately stopped.

"And now without further ado, let's break the seal." A flick of the fingernail made a cracking sound in the suddenly quiet auditorium. Looking over the writing, she continued to smile neutrally. "After much discussion, the judges have decided to the award the championship to..." She broke off for a dramatic minute, before finishing with a flourish "... Shikon University!"

A storm of applause broke out, while Kagome and Shippou were shaking hands on the stage as a sign of 'no hard feelings.' A grin flashing across her face, Kagome turned to her teammates, hugging each and everyone of them. There was chaos as she descended the stairs, accepting congratulations from people and replying with a 'thank you' and a polite smile. Thankfully Watanabe-san was nowhere to be found, and Kagome was increasingly grateful that he did not spoil this happy moment by another attempt at asking her out. At the end of the line, Sango, Miroku, and Inuyasha were waiting. Kagome flung her arms around the older girl.

"We won!" She squealed, as though just believing it.

Sango smiled, proudly. "I told you you would."

Kagome pulled back, her eyes shining. "I still find it a little hard to believe."

Miroku clapped her brotherly on the back, knocking the breath out of her. "Believe it, girl."

"Thanks, Miroku, but I'd prefer if you didn't smash my spine through my belly the next time." She managed to reply, wheezing.

Inuyasha chuckled beside them. "This calls for a celebration. What do you say we go to the White Swan and grab a bite?"

Kagome's eyes opened wide. White Swan was one of the most expensive restaurants in town, and he wanted to take her there dressed in the school colors because she won a competition he had expressed no prior interest in? However, Miroku beat her to the punch.

"Too classy." He shook his head. "Going there would be like celebrating her engagement. Let's try the California Beef-Noodle stand next to the Central park. I've heard that the city has decided to light lanterns everyday after sundown till Christmas, which should be only ten days off. As it's dusk now, it should be dark when we get there. How about it?"

Kagome nodded enthusiastically, though Inuyasha looked slightly disgruntled at his offer being turned down. "Sounds great. What do you think, Inuyasha?"

He shrugged. "If you want."

"Sango?" She turned to the older girl. "You will be joining us, right?"

"Of course."

"Great." Kagome grinned. "Just give me a minute to change..."

She suddenly broke off as a girl, also dressed in emerald and green, rushed towards her, looking frazzled. "Kagome-chan!"

"Yes? What is it, Yukimi?" Her attention focused on her teammate.

"Watanabe-san is back by the stage. He's looking for you!" Yukimi was clearly agitated.

Inuyasha fought back a smile as Kagome suddenly appeared panicked. "Tell him you couldn't find me, Yuki-chan!" She turned back to the hanyou as Yukimi left and grabbed his hand. "On a second thought, let's not change and go right now!"

Striding swiftly through the throng of people, she marched quickly toward Parking Lot A for Inuyasha's Ferrari, clearly wanting to avoid another confrontation of any kind with the troublesome Tomoshibi Captain. The other three people were only too happy to follow.

"By the way, Inuyasha, I still haven't thanked you for coming yet." Kagome remarked an hour later with a full tummy and feeling slightly drowsy as the hanyou drove them home.

"No need - I enjoyed it anyway." He gave a careless shrug.

Kagome stared, an eyebrow raised. "What have you done with the real Inuyasha?" She demanded. "You're too nice to be the real potty-mouthed hanyou I've gotten stuck with!"

Inuyasha laughed, the sound deep and full. Kagome decided that she really liked it.

"See, you are even laughing!"

"Perhaps it is because you amuse me, sweetheart." He smirked.

"Oh." She sounded thoroughly offended. "So you are laughing at me."

"Mad, sweetie pie?" He quirked a brow, watching her out of the corner of his eyes.

His question stumped Kagome for a moment. Who would not be angry at being made fun of? Opening her mouth to retort with a furious 'Yes', she pressed her lips together, noticing that she really was not angry with him. If that was the price she was to pay to hear him laugh, she would gladly give that, and more. "No, I am not." She admitted at last, smiling sheepishly. "Though I would wish you'd stop with the names. It gives me goose bumps."

"All the others like it, baby." that sentence slipped out, and Inuyasha could have hit himself when she went utterly still."

Kagome turned to stare out of the window without really seeing it and bit her lip. "Oh." She whispered. "How many have there been?"

"I never kept track." Inuyasha answered honestly, but neither missed that he had not directly answered her question.

Idly tracing invisible designs on the window shield, Kagome wondered again why she bothered with Inuyasha. They were as different as Fire and Water, yet she found herself much more curious about his life, habits, and emotions than was appropriate. Could it be because he was so unique that it naturally roused her curiosity? Yes, that had to be it. Satisfied with her answer, she managed a tiny smile and turned the topic to more pragmatic and pleasant matters.

Inuyasha sighed inwardly in relief as the scent of discomfort lessened around her. He wasn't quite sure what had caused the change, but was grateful nonetheless. "It's been such a turbulent week that I can't believe it's already Thursday; so much has happened that I feel as if the week had gone by and I've been left behind." She mused.

Inuyasha resisted the urge to groan. Of all times, she wanted a re-run of the week now? "Well, first you slap Miroku, then, meet my dear brother and sister-in-law, move to my home, get into a bunch of car fights with me, my family gets materially assaulted by your dear cousin..." a barely inaudible catch in the deep voice made Kagome painfully aware that he had avoided mentioning Kikyou's name "... treat your ungrateful ass to lunch," Inuyasha ducked instinctively to avoid Kagome's half-hearted swipe at his head, "then you get ravaged by Kanna, ending up forcing me to teach you Micro-economics. Then I meet your brother, see that naked perfection of your body," Kagome winced, blushing, "get hot soup dumped on me..."

"I rest my case." She interrupted, the corner of her eyes crinkling.

"I never disagreed with you." Inuyasha protested.

Kagome made a non-committal sound. Reaching inside her shirt, she withdrew a long slender object, and gazed at it quizzically, before running a finger gently over the beautifully carved handle. Inuyasha watched her out of the corner of his eyes, but gasped as his gaze landed on the object in her hand.

"Why do you have the ogi no ryu tsume with you?" His question came out sharper than intended.

"Is that what it's called?" She murmured, not noticing his agitation.

The hanyou nodded jerkily.

"I have it to whack you on the head with if you dare to mock me." She told him with a perfectly straight face, but broke out into an easy smile as his incredulous look called her bluff. "Actually, I brought it as a good-luck charm."

"Keh, I'm all the luck you need." He turned up his nose.

She giggled softly, her eyes twinkling in amusement. "Your ego would be able to float the sunken Titanic."

He glared at her. "You do realize that the previous sentence contradicted itself." He stated flatly.

Kagome rolled her eyes. "As if I didn't know." She retorted, sarcasm dripping from every syllable. Kagome shook her dark head. "I'm too tired to argue with you, so please stop pointing out the obvious."

"Would you like me to point out the non-obvious, then?" Inuyasha raised a brow.

Kagome leaned her head against the head-rest, and closed her eyes. "Actually, if you'd be so nice to put on some soft music, I would very much like to take a nap."

Sighing in resignation, the hanyou opened the CD drive: "What do you want to hear?"

Kagome cracked open an eye, and beamed at the man beside her. "Do you mean I actually get to chose?"

"I refuse to answer that." Inuyasha made a move to slip a random CD in the drive, but Kagome was faster. Shifting the hand to cover the artist's name, she slid the chosen CD into the open drive, and clicked the 'close' button. The satisfied smile and intentional shielding on the CD's identity was not lost on Inuyasha, and his golden eyes narrowed.

"It's not some girly shit, is it?"

"Don't worry; there is a guy singing." Kagome reassured him without opening her eyes.

"Considering the fact that you didn't directly answer my question, I am worried." Inuyasha answered dryly.

Kagome gave a casual shrug, and Inuyasha had to no choice but to wait for the opening notes.
Ya never know what

you're gonna feel, oh

Ya never see it comin'

suddenly it's real

Inuyasha groaned inaudibly. It seemed Kagome's taste in music never coincided with his. Not only did the boy singing sound like he had a hoarse throat, but the lyrics didn't make any sense, either. His ears swiveled as he heard Kagome emit a dreamy sigh.

"That's Zac Efron." She explained, still keeping her eyes closed "His voice is amazing! I personally like the husky quality; it makes him sound so sexy. Not only that, but he's really smart and excellent at academics. But he's not stuck-up or wasteful, he's supposedly to be really sweet to his fans, and he's so funny and witty! If I were a Zodiac cycle younger, I would make him my role model!"

Inuyasha managed not to voice the growl rising in his throat with great difficulty. The way Kagome was going on and on about this Efron guy made jealousy erupt like a serpent inside him. He would swear that she was a fan who probably knew everything from the brand of his shaving cream to the price of his favorite boxers - 'if he wore any'. Inuyasha mentally shuddered. He did NOT want to go there! His one small consolation was this Efron guy - if he was as truly as good as Kagome believed him to be - most likely lived somewhere near Hollywood and that was, thankfully, very far away. Even with the Higurashi's wealth and prominence, their only daughter still would not be able to fly there every other day.

Oh, never even crossed my mind, no

That I would ever end

up here tonight

This time, Inuyasha froze. He knew that voice, had heard it once before - and it seemed to be speaking indirectly to him. His jaw set in determination, he swore that Kagome, despite her constant refusal and denial, would end up in his bed sooner or later, and if he had to move heaven and hell to do so. She would never know how she had ended up under him, screaming his name.
All things change

When you don't expect them to

No one knows

What the future's gonna do

I never even noticed

That you've been there all along

Inuyasha's eyes glazed over. Something indefinable but unpleasant twisted his heart, and he was suddenly uncertain about the future. Before he met Kagome, he had been sure of his path. He would graduate with honors and at the top of his class, step into his father's shoes, keep his brother out of the courtroom, buy more MCNs, marry, have kids, and retire; roughly in that order. But for the first time in years, he felt like he was on the edge of a blade, and one wrong step could make him commit the worst mistake of the century. A small part, the economically efficient part of him, almost resented Kagome for bringing such turbulence to his complacent life. Things were uncomplicated before she arrived.

It did not make sense that he could not resist her when he had callously thrown so many more beautiful women than her aside like yesterday's trash. Yet Kagome, despite coming from such an illustrious family, was sweet, kind, and inconspicuous - qualities that lacked in his world of fame and power; qualities, that he cherished in the girl sleeping soundly beside him. He had seen her the time she took the first step into his sight ten years ago, and while her shy smile and brilliant eyes had made him realize she was no ordinary prep, he had not truly noticed her presence - until four days ago. He was still unable to decide whether it was a curse or a blessing. Yet, glancing at her peaceful features, a rare tender smile curved his face.

I can't take my eyes off of you

I know you feel the

same way too, yeah

I can't take my eyes off of you

All it took . . . Was one look

For a dream come true

Alright, I see everything

In your eyes. . . Oh yeah

Alright, something's happening

Cause everyone's around but

You're the only one I see

I can't take my eyes off of you

Feelings like I never knew

I can't take my eyes off of you

From the start. . . Got my heart

Yeah, you do

Can't take my eyes off you

Inuyasha sighed deeply. He couldn't agree with the song more. If he didn't know better, he would swear the song was written for him and Kagome. In the midst of all the college students, he had met her, truly met. She had stood out like a sore thumb, and cast every other girl in her shadow. She evoked in him feelings he had long buried and make him uncomfortable in his own skin. He really was unable to take his eyes off the seemingly-insignificant young girl that had invaded his life.

THUMP!

Inuyasha stared at the opposite wall with interest. They had arrived a short while ago, and Kagome had immediately disappeared to her room, murmuring something about studying. Glancing at the digital alarm clock on his desk, he grinned. She had been in her room for no less than ten minutes and already she was throwing things? Another loud crash shook the wall and he chuckled, deciding to investigate before she blew a hole in the wall. If that happened, he might be tempted to watch her surreptitiously while she slept, and he did not think she'd appreciate it.

Opening the connecting door, he was met with a thousand-page book flying full force at his face. Blinking lazily, he caught it an inch before it broke his nose.

"What a welcome!" He noted wryly.

Kagome looked up in surprise. "Oh, it's you." She muttered unenthusiastically.

Inuyasha cocked an eyebrow. "What's with the long face?"

"A splitting migraine." She snapped.

"Touch�." He commented.

She shot him a glare, clearly stating that she did not appreciate his humor.

"What are you looking at, anyway?" He steered the conversation toward safer waters.

"The LSAT." She spat out the last word as though it left a bitter taste in her mouth.

"Ah!" His eyes lit up. "What are you stuck on, then?"

She sighed, running a weary hand through her wavy locks. "Number 13." She answered, handing him the book.

"Is there a reason you're doing this?" He murmured absently, scanning the paragraph.

"I was thinking of studying law in the States after college, if I can get a scholarship." She mumbled, slightly embarrassed to be telling him her ambitions.

Inuyasha's ears perked up, though he was still staring at the text. "Do you know the Full Moon Enterprise provides tuition for Law School training overseas to its employees? If they want it?"

Kagome eyed him suspiciously. "Just for me or everyone?" She asked slowly. It would be great if someone was willing to pay for tuition as Law Schools cost an unmentionable amount of money, but she wanted to get there on her own instead of relying on Inuyasha's charity. Heaven knew what he would ask in return.

"Everyone." Was the non-hesitant answer. "Provided, of course, that you work for Full Moon Enterprises for five years after you graduate. It's also an offer they have for their interns."

Kagome shook her head. "That's impossible, Inuyasha. Considering that your father owns the company, you know that they only take the best of the best as interns. I don't have a chance."

He raised his head, having finished reading the problem, and wagged his eyebrows. "I could find a way."

Kagome gave a him deadpan look. "Inuyasha." She said menacingly. "I will not have anyone say that I got the position by sleeping with the youngest Takahashi son. If I get there, it will be by my own merit.

Inuyasha pouted. "It was worth a try." He murmured, handing her the book. "Anyway, number 13 is an unstable ordering game, and those are downright nasty."

"Tell me about it." She growled. "Hey, how do you know about these anyway?" She waved the book around.

Inuyasha grinned at her. "Every enterprise has it's share of legal problems, and since I tend to be more eloquent than my brother, my father wanted me to head the Law Department. Needless to say, I needed at least a fundamental knowledge of how the law works, both here and in the states since the USA is our biggest trading partner and we have division over there." He shrugged. "Dad hired some professors, and they gave me a three-month crash course during the summer, and I passed the Bar Exam, so I'm fully licensed to practice law."

Kagome almost screamed. "Three months crash course and you passed the Bar Exam?" She made a half-hearted reach for his head. "Give me your brain."

Inuyasha laughed, and only pulled paper and pen toward him. "Here, you set up unstable ordering games by first determining the different categories and it states here that each adult has to accompany at least one child, so you place a mark behind each adult, and because there are five students, it means the game is overbooked, and you need the play the numbers. There are two scenarios: 3, 1, 1; and 2, 2, 1;, which means this is really easy. You just draw out these two scenarious, and you're done."

When the Lady Izayoi looked in on them half an hour later, she was surprised to see both their heads nestled closely together, dark locks intertwining with white as he studied a problem. Smiling slightly, she closed the door, not noticing the dark mist swirling ominously outside the window.

Cliffy! At least I think it is...

Sorry for any spelling mistakes, I just finished. I've been violently sick for the past two weeks, and I've been studying like crazy for graduate school. Classes are starting, and being my usual careless self, I somehow managed to sign myself up for three different organizations and am in the process of being evaluated for a fourth. Furthermore, I've been diagnosed with cataracts a month ago, so I shouldn't been staring at the computer screen more than an hour a day. Apparently, I'm a pioneer, because people get cataracts when they are 50 or so. Lastly, one of my best friends is so ill he can't even come ot classes anymore, so I'm cooking for him a lot. I hope the next update won't take this long.

Note: 1: The name Hong Kong International for Exceptional Scholars, or HKIES, is the name I'll be using for CBFW (Cherry Blossom in the Fangs of the Wolf). It has also gotten deleted during my Winter Vacation Formatting Spree, but I'm in the process of rewriting it.
Note 2: As a UCLA third-year student it is inevitable that I would the colors of our biggest rival's - UCS's - for Tomoshibi University. I hope I'm not offending anyone here. However, rest assured, that silver and emerald are not the colors for UCLA.

Note 3: While no people agree that Iraq will become a second Vietnam, the fact tell a different story. So far, there have been 3,000 American soldiers killed and 560,000 Iraqis, the bulk which consists of civilians. I fail to see how the United States can expect support of a group of people who have lost fathers, brothers, and sons to an unwarranted attack. Also, the atrocities committed by the United State's soldiers is widely known and publicized, though the government has done against its own assertion of the 1st Amendment of Freedom of Press, and has tried to restrict these publications of being run or forcing these companies to fire the reporter who was brave enough to write these stories.

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