Addictions by Lady_Mist
Fairytale? I think not!
Many people claimed that the love they shared was very much like a fairytale. Two different people from opposite sides of the tracks. Romeo and Juliet and blah, blah, blah. She hated that one; being compared to Romeo and Juliet. And as Kagome continued to hear the comparison, she hoped that her relationship wasn't truly that shallow.
'I mean really, the play only really spanned about three days? And you want to tell me that a guy can be in love with one girl, fall out of love, fall in love with another girl, and suddenly pledge his life to her in a matter of days? Puh-lease!'
Their first meeting wasn't much like a fairytale. There was no meeting of eyes, no sudden spark, no flare of lust.
She had been a freshman in college, rushing to her mythology class while trying to highlight her homework with a green marker. She hadn't seen him, he hadn't seen her. And when they got themselves together enough to realize that her marker left a spiral on his pristine white shirt, strangely in the shape of a lollipop, he had gracefully raised himself, and in an incredibly condescending tone gave her a name that set the tone of their relationship;
"Riff raff."
Then he turned and walked away, leaving an angry freshman with a mess of papers.
She then proceeded to run into every ass, pervert, and psycho at the school. 'At this rate, I'm never going to date.'
After returning her book to the bookkeeper, and running into Mr. Tall-pale-and-mean-as-hell three more times and questioning her sanity, Kagome finally returned to her dorm.
Over the next three years, the two exchanged barbs with each other, insulting and humiliating each other as much as possible. It wasn't until after a party with her roommate(who for some reason or another decided to make a crispy cheese and bacon casserole) that Kagome had a revelation.
It started after the party, when Lily had gone to sleep, and Sesshoumaru arrived. He had come by, saying that her and her roommate were much too loud, and needed to 'shut the hell up'.
As Kagome was already miffed by an earlier scuffle, she said the only thing that came to mind.
"Dude, you seriously need to get laid."
A raised eyebrow, followed by "Are you offering."
As her mind tried to process was he said, one thing was clear. Somehow, someway, for whatever reason, some god decided to play the best practical joke in history.
She loved him.