Chapter 4: The First Touch

It was her. I gazed at her for minutes which I didn’t count. But counting would have distracted me from something so admirable such as her. She was inside a building, no wind blowing, no fanning of hair and no loose strands to tuck over the ear. Yet the view was one of the most fascinating, if not THE most fascinating view I could ever manage to get.

Am a pervert after all, and being one, my eyes just won’t stop at the places they’re supposed to. An extra inch more visibility over her knees, below her beige skirt was one of the things which I wanted. But it wasn’t to be so. Neither was a peek into the V of her pink top was possible. Or it could’ve been but wasn’t so. My dear friends were obliging enough to snap me out of an exciting moment, which I might have thought to be exciting. Wasn’t it actually?

Damn the pervert in me! I cursed myself. Want her to be your girlfriend and yet, undress her in public, gross. I mentally reprimanded myself.

My friends at least helped me out of it. I hoped they’d get me out of my guilty feeling as well.

“What’re ye sweating out for?” Koga shrewdly asked.

“Nothing, nothing at all,” I gave him the false grin, wiping off the brine beads formed on my forehead. Dare I tell it to them, my days are bad already, don’t want them to be worse. “Why do you ask?” I structured the easiest question in my mind and placed it to him.

“Houshi, tell us one thing,” Sesshomaru placed his cola glass on the table rather roughly. “What were you gawking at?”

“Me and gawking?” I’d best not tell him anything about that. “I never gawked at any girl, not at the moment at least.”

“Did we even mention girl?” Inuyasha shot at me.

“No, you didn’t,” I replied. “But you often do. So, I canceled out the proposition beforehand.”

“That wasn’t an answer, but it doesn’t matter. We brought you here for the sole purpose of gawking,” He sipped from the glass again. “You can carry on.”

I’d better.

I resumed my work. This time more conscious over the other’s glancing at me. I knew Sesshomaru was having something at the back of his mind. But didn’t know what exactly he was planning.

I trained my eyes on the entire space in front of me wanting, craving, and dying for the sight of a figure draped in pink and beige.

To my ill luck, I didn’t find that figure.

I resumed eating, completed as the others did and then left the place along with the others.

“Where to go now?” Koga asked.

“Home,” I replied.

Man, I need to study, so please let me leave.

But it wasn’t to be so. It was hard to expect sympathy from Sesshomaru.

“We’re heading for a movie now. Then the arcade. Then home at night.” He glanced at me. “10 pm.”

I could only smile.

I'm a jerk! The thing called soul or whatever pinched me from inside.

*****

Entire day wasted. The most needed Saturday gone never to return again, for good.

For bad rather. My head was reeling from the alcohol which by Sesshomaru’s grace I had to drink. Worse, I was rambling like some drunken man. It wasn’t that they weren’t doing the same but I wasn’t used to alcohol as they were, and that made me feel a little out of place. They weren’t ranting words like, grope, and other unmentionables like I was. They were laughing at me, making me the butt of all jokes.

“Did ye all get me drunk just coz I didn’t tell ye about that chick I ogled at?” I blurted out.

It was alcohol which was speaking now. I wasn’t talking. No, not even for once.

“Oh, so it was ogling, not gawking?” Inuyasha grinned. I could see Sesshomaru and Koga chuckling.

“Yeah so what?”

“As long as she’s in your bed, it won’t matter. But please, Houshi, not at a public place.” The three broke into fits of laughter.

Will they never stop this? I’m sick of all these.

I turned away from them in disgust. Turned away for the better I should add. Coz SHE was there. I could see her angelic features again.

“So that’s your woman?” Inuyasha wore a smirk on his face. The others wickedly grinned.

“You can say that, though I don’t know her name yet. I will no doubt. Very soon.”

I didn’t know that harmless piece of overconfidence would give Sesshomaru some bait.

“Why don’t you claim her now?” Sesshomaru asked. I could see him hiding the wicked grin.

“Not now. I’ll later,” I replied. “When I’m in the mood to.” I added.

“But it seems she’s already occupied with another boy.” Inuyasha flung the piece of info at me.

I immediately turned towards her and saw a boy holding her hand.

What the fuck!? I shrugged off the influence of alcohol in me. I’m gonna sever the head of the bastard whoever he was.

She was on the other side of the road, waiting for the signal to change, I on the opposite side; I didn’t wait for her to cross over. I walked straight into the road. A few cars whizzed past me. No big deal. I told myself.

Upon reaching the other side I saw the girl getting surrounded by some goons.

Yeah they’ll at least teach that god-forsaken idiot with her some lesson. I thought and eagerly hoped for the boy to get beaten up.

The thugs surrounded her, mouthing all sorts of words that are characteristic to them. I thought of getting rid of them once they got rid of my SUPPOSED rival.

I waited for something to happen, my friends cheering me from the other side, waving their hands at me but nothing as such happened to my delight at least, except that one of the thugs, supposedly the head, got kicked at the chin, by the girl of all people.

I was left dumbfounded. My jaws dropped to my knees in surprise...no awe would be the better word.

The next thing I saw was the other goons tending to their boss and the girl I am interested in, walking away from the scene, towards me. I was so awestruck by the entire scene that I forgot to move away.

She was grumbling alright. And in doing so she didn’t notice me and bumped right into me, throwing me down on the ground, and falling on top of me.

Man, did I love it! That was the first touch I received from a girl.

The boy whoever he was seemed like a blind man to me for he didn’t say a thing seeing her lying on top of me. Not that I would’ve liked it if he had, it was odd nevertheless. He didn’t even look at both of us.

“Umm, excuse me...could you please--”

I couldn’t finish as suddenly a hard (I must mention, iron like) palm struck me on the cheek. My pale skin gave a scarlet glow at that place. Her beautiful hand which I wanted to hold so dearly, gave its imprint on my cheek.

The pain was for real but the experience surreal.

“The name’s Miroku.” I said.

Not the best of times to introduce.

“I’m sorry...” I later added

“Sango Taijiya.” She pulled herself up from me and walked off without any further word.

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A/N: I wanted this to be better but it didn’t turn out to be so. :(

Anyway, if you’re reading this, please give comments. I’m no established writer. So not perfect. Not now anyway. So any help in editing or whatever will always be welcome. By the way, I forgot to mention that this will be a fanfic having character POVs. Am mentioning it now so don't complain in the future!

A/N2: Do not take me to be a pervert! The character is like that. Not the author.