Inuyasha © Rumiko Takahashi
Loveless © Yun Kouga

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Stepping out of the bathroom, Kagome dried her hair thoroughly, making sure not to harm her cat ears in the process. A fluffy bathrobe hugged her body, its belt tied tightly around her waist to make sure that t didn't fall open anytime soon – or accidentally for that matter. Her cat tail was the next in line to be dried after her hair.

Nakahira looked up from where he was laying down a spare futon for his childhood friend. A faint blush registered on his face and he was soon watching his hands smoothing out any bumps, trying their best to un-wrinkle the blanket he lain down on the futon.

The miko smiled at the lighter-haired man's actions, her attention was drawn to his own cat tail – that she noticed was shorter than her own and Seimei's – hand itching to lightly tug on the extra appendage. Her blue eyes glittered mischievously, the young man in the room was unaware the impending 'danger'.

Nakahira gasped and gave a startled sound as his tail was tugged, hands flying to swat away Kagome's offending hands – a deeper blush on his face, "What are you doing, Kagome-chan?"

The seventeen-year-old giggled at the young man, ceasing her tugging as she stroked his tail, "Nothing~"

The light-haired young man twitched at the stroking, biting his bottom lip as he thought of how to get his friend to stop what she was doing. His eyes clenched shut as he let his head hang, the blush a bright read, he actually didn't really want this to stop…

To his inner distress, the stroking stopped as Kagome knelt down by his head, patting his light hair with a small smile.

Sighing, the young man flopped down on the extra futon in his room, "You can take my bed for the night, Kagome-chan."

The blue-eyed teenager looked at her friend skeptically, "Are you sure Nakahira-san?"

All she got was a nod into the pillow. Losing the skepticism, she smiled and hugged him the best that she could with him laying the way that he was, "All right, I'm going to go get changed now~!"

Keeping his body still, Nakahira sighed once the door to his room sounded close lifting his upper body up to rest on his elbows, while from the waist down was still connected to the spare futon – he glared at the wall in front of him. What the hell was wrong with him?

Why was it so hard for him to admit to Kagome that he was attracted to her? Well, for one, he was older than her and not all that interesting like her other friend; two, her friend seemed to influence her more; and three, if he did, he wouldn't really want Seimei near her…

"You seem to be distracted, Nakahira-san."

The light-haired man looked over to his door to where Seimei was standing, dressed for bed like he and Kagome were. His cat ears twitched as they started to go backwards on his head, "What do you want?"

Seimei smiled at him, though he could tell there was a darker meaning to his smile, "Just wanted to talk to Kagome-chan, is all. Have you seen her?"

As much as he didn't really want to answer, Nakahira found himself doing so anyway, "She's getting ready for bed. It's nighttime, you do realize."

"I know."

The comment hung between the two, the lighter-haired male looking away from the teenager standing in his doorway. He wasn't sure just what Seimei was going besides that, and the silence that hung between them grew heavy and tense – just when was Kagome going to get back? How long had it been anyway?

"Oh! Seimei-san, are you saying 'Good night' to Nakahira-san, too?" the two males turned their attentions to the blue-black-haired female that was partially hidden behind the other teenager's body. The hand that Seimei had resting on the edge of the door frame, he moved it as the miko made her way around him into the room.

"Hm… no, gomen nasai, Kagome-chan."

The cat-eared teenager pouted at her black-haired friend, "You're mean, Seimei-san~"

The older Aoyagi brother closed his eyes as he smiled, tail swishing behind him – his violet eyes soon reopened as he let himself into Nakahira's room, sitting besides Kagome on the lighter-haired young man's futon. Said young man frowned at the wavy-haired teenager sitting so close to his childhood friend.

Seimei gently rested his hand on the small of the longer-haired teenager, easily gaining her attention from her task of brushing her hair – brush frozen in her hair with her hands as well – head turned to look at Ritsuka's older brother, "Yes?"

He leaned forward, brushing his lips against Kagome's, "Good night, Kagome-chan."

The miko blinked as the wavy-haired teenager retracted from her and stood up, making his way to the door, and looking over at Nakahira's poorly-hidden jealousy and fury at his actions towards the long-haired female – his short cat tail was even bristling with his emotions.

Kagome lightly blushed, and went back to her hair when the door was shut behind the younger male, eyes avoiding her childhood friend's form on the other futon, only looking at him when the blush faded as she set her hairbrush down – done with her hair and all set to sleep.

The light hair-colored man finally moved from his laying position, kneeling in front of the seventeen-year-old, tail finally calmed from where it was bristled, ears cocked towards her person. One of his hands grasped her chin, making her look into his eyes. They stayed like that for a few minutes.

"Nakahira-san?"

The young man looked away briefly before looking back to her, not sure if his eyes were reflecting the emotions that he felt or not. They trailed to look at her lips, still acting like a kicked puppy over the fact that Seimei had the audacity to do such a thing in front of her.

"May I?"

He could hear about fifteen seconds tick by, grueling passed – taking their sweet dear time – before he heard her answer, "Yes."

The softness of her lips were what he noticed first, along with a slight chapped feel – that only made it the more endearing to him – and the warmth had his cat tail wagging back and forth as he kept the kiss simple and gentle. Nakahira regretted pulling away, but had no choice, missing the feel of Kagome's lips on his.

He smiled at her, to which she gave a shy smile back in reply. He took his time laying down, knowing that he didn't need to vocalize 'good night' to his friend; she already knew he meant it in the kiss they shared.

It's really early in the morning, and I'm sorry for any mistakes or redundancies that may be present in this chapter. :/ I am starting to become sleep deprived, but I am not going to go to sleep since I REALLY want a new iPod – which'll be my third (the toilet hates any of my music players...). Either that, or I'll order one off eBay. I'm going nuts with the lack of variety in music that I have available on my phone... Also, there is a poll up on my profile concerning this 'story'.