#KOGA ON THE OTHER HAND. (SPRAYS HIM WITH WATER)

[eclown4hire]

they can be your angle or your devil

[mrfeenysmustache]

I wish you would write a fic about Koga and Kagome's first kiss.

Some KogKag fluff, coming right up!!

Written for the A Fic You Wish I Would Write ask game!

Fledgling

The waterfall behind him sprayed a fine sheen of water drops across his loosely flowing hair, and the moonlight made them glitter like diamonds. His blue eyes were hazed over as he stared down into her own, and her heart hammered wildly in her chest as she gripped his shoulders, gasping as his hands wrapped around her waist.

Whatever had been building between them since he’d officially joined them in their quest was coming to a head out here, alone, sequestered from their friends by flowering bushes and a walk too far for them to make in time to interrupt.

She’d needed to get away, and he’d carried her here without question.

She’d been helplessly drawn to him for weeks. Once he’d shown a deeper, more genuine side, taken a keen interest in the things she liked or thought, stopped blustering and teasing and taunting and put aside his grand shows of possessive affection, Koga had become someone she couldn’t look away from.

He was a firecracker to be sure, but he also smoldered low and warm. He barked out laughs and cut enemies down with no hesitation, but he led with a listening ear and an open heart.

And he was just always on her side.

His head lowered, lids sliding closed as the distance between their mouths shrank, and she could feel his breath across her face.

She sighed, giving into the urges she’d fought for no other reason than she felt she was supposed to.

But right now, in his arms, his heart beating against her own, this is was what she wanted to fight for.

She stood up on her tip toes and finished closing the gap, pressing her lips firmly to his, smirking when he gasped in shock before his arms tightened around her and he growled into her mouth.

There would be no going back from this.

As sure as the sun would rise, Koga would see her as his, and he would not let her go.

This was a statement of intent, a declaration of her heart, an acceptance of his in return.

He whined like a puppy when she opened her mouth and let his tongue slide against hers, and her soul twisted in anguish at all the things he must have been fighting to keep down for her sake alone.

But not tonight.

Not ever again.

For now she was his;

And he was hers.

[sarahbearah1914]

First Impressions

Merry Christmas to everyone participating in the KogKag Secret Santa exchange! 

I wrote this for Starrybunn, but Tumblr is being a butt and wont let me tag them. I hope you like it Starrybunn, Happy Holidays!!

Kagome Higurashi was starting to walk home from her first day of high school when she came across an older boy from her new school. He was sitting on the ground, and she noticed he was bleeding from the knee.

"Are you okay?" she asked, kneeling down beside him. The boy ran his hand over his non-regulation Mohawk before answering her.

"I will be, it's just scraped up," he winced as he tried to stand.

"I can help you," Kagome assured him as she shrugged her backpack off and pulled out a small first aid kit. Noticing his questioning glance she sheepishly admitted she was a bit accident prone. "This might sting a bit," she warned him as she sprayed the antiseptic and apologized as he winced.

"Thanks for this. I'm Hakkaku, what’s your name?" Hakkaku questioned the girl. He was a third year and had never seen her before, so she must be new.

"Oh, sorry. My name is Kagome," she replied as she began wrapping his knee in a bandage.

"Never seen you before," he casually stated as he watched her work. She was pretty efficient.

"I'm a first year," Kagome explained. "How did you get hurt?"

"Welcome to Taiko,” he joked before answering her other question, “I'm a third year. I fell on my way to practice." At her questioning look he continued. "I'm on the cross country team."

"You might want to take it easy for the next day or two while your knee heals." She finished taping the wrapping over his wound and started to put her things away.

"Thanks a lot; I'd be pretty late if I had to go all the way to the nurse's office. You’re very skilled Kagome-chan," he said as he stood up and examined her work.

"It was no problem. Take care Senpai!" Kagome bid him goodbye and started home again.

Hakkaku was still musing over the nice  kohai as he entered the track.

"Where the hell have - what happened to you?" asked Koga, the captain of the team, and his cousin, as he checked out the expert wrapping on Hakkaku's knee.

"I-uh-tripped on my way to practice, skinned my knee up pretty bad," Hakkaku sheepishly admitted.

"The nurse did a pretty good job patching you up. Guess you'll have to take it easy today. Get water for the rest of the team." Koga instructed as he got ready to start the next drill, but the next thing Hakkaku said stopped him.

"Actually, Koga, a first year patched me up."

What? A first year managed this?

"A first year, huh?" Koga had some thinking to do. It was the first day of classes, there was the possibility that this first year, whoever they were, had not signed up for a club yet.

If they could get someone with medical knowledge to be the new manager for their team, they could seriously get a leg up on the competition. They might finally be able to beat their rivals. For the first time in Koga's time on the team, The Taiko High Wolves might actually beat the Seiho High Birds of Paradise.

Kagome had stupidly forgotten her bento on the counter, too concerned with getting Souta off to school to realize. Thankfully, she had a bit of pocket money in her bag from her amazing mother. It was just enough to buy something from the cafeteria; she was going over the possible options when she heard her name.

"Kagome-chan!"

Kagome automatically stopped when she heard her name and looked around before spotting the boy she had helped yesterday before she hurried to him.

"Senpai. How is your knee?" Kagome glanced down, only to feel silly because of course his uniform pants were covering his injury.

"Good! My captain -" whatever Hakkaku was going to say was drowned out by Kagome's startled yelp as her arm was grabbed.

"This is who patched you up?" A tall boy with his brown hair in a ponytail had taken hold of her arm. Both boys seemed to ignore her indigent huff as she tried to pull away.

"This is Kagome-chan, Koga."

That was all Koga needed to hear before he started dragging the smaller girl to their club adviser's office.

"Hey!" Kagome huffed out indignantly.

He ignored her as she continued to try to pull away.

"Let go!" she yelled, but still nothing.

"Who do you think you are?! Get your hands off me!" Kagome cried out. Before she knew what was happening, she brought her hand up and defended herself.

SMACK

Koga let go of her arm and brought his hand to his stinging cheek.

"You can't just man handle people like that!" Kagome scolded and walked off back to the cafeteria to get her lunch. Koga just stood there watching after her.

"Uh...Koga, you alright?" Hakkaku questioned.

Koga was still cradling his red cheek as he watched her walk away.

"I think I'm in love."

Koga, third year student, track star extraordinaire, was in love with a little first year that was so tiny, the top of her head just barely reached his shoulder. She was a spitfire, but she was kind, and Koga had no idea what to do.

He’d never actually had to pursue a girl before. They all came onto him. The only thing he could think to do to get close to her was swallow his pride and ask for her help. So he did.

Two days after she had slapped him, (the little minx was avoiding him and they both knew it), Koga stood outside the school and waited for her. He caught sight of her small frame and walked to her.

“Kagome,” he said, drawing her attention to him. A horrible feeling erupted in him when he saw the guarded expression and stiffness in her body.

“Koga-san,” she warily replied.

“I-we-the track team could use your help.” And so he explained about Seiho and their dirty tricks, how they injured their opponents, sabotages they had done in the past, and the fact that a former member of their school’s team would never be able to run again.

“So… you going to help us, or what?”

“I will,” Kagome softly assured him. She could tell that he was worried about his team, that he was a good guy, despite his first impression. She was genuinely surprised at how deeply he cared.

Little did she know that he would keep surprising her, for many, many years to come.