Oh. Yeah. Sorry for no Competition last chapter. It was 3 am.

Title: Delicacies

Summary: It started with Chocolate. And ended that way, too.

Rating: Probably R, but for those of you who ‘Can’t read R’, I will make an Alternate chapter. Or something.

Disclaimer: I totally forgot about this. yeah. I don’t own them. But I like to play with them.

Shameless Plug: Basio Lupus By ‘Lady Penguin’. It makes my inner Kouga go ‘W007!1one’

Excuse: Haha, I broke the stove.

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Sometimes, she thinks that even her soul consists of Chocolate.

Two hundred Chocolate covered caramels for her smile; Three thousand three hundred and ninety four chocolate chip cookies for her innocence; And six trillion some-odd-numbered-amount of Hershey's Kisses for her heart.

Kagome was surprised she didn’t weigh some two hundred pounds.

She herself would be walking down the hallways of her large school, books and papers hugged to her chest, as her eyes set to nothing in particular in front of her.

Or so she had temporarily thought. What she was really looking at was the back of a certain boys shirt, but had yet to realize it.

“Kagome?” The voice startled her, her head snapping up to attention like the girl who was caught stealing from the cookie jar. He raised an eyebrow.

“Kouga-kun? O-Oh! I’m.. eh.. sorry..” She clutched her books tighter to her chest, eyes drifting off to look at something else. The aforementioned shrugged the pack on his back, sparing her a small frown.

“For?” He questioned. Kagome looked at him, a narrow sort of look that proposed that he was questioning the obvious. Or something.

“For Looking. “ She explained. Kouga choked on air, and Kagome gave him a puzzled look.

“Eh,.. May I inquire as to where you were looking?” He’d manage that much, his face now painted a dull red color. Kagome wrinkled her nose.

“ You know. There. At your chocolate.” She nodded her head a bit, as if this was an eligible explanation.

“-What?” His chocolate? What in gods name was she talking about. Did he really want to know? Seriously? Or, rather, why didn’t she just tell him? But instead, Kagome shook her head, and patted Kouga’s hair, starting to walk to her class. Kouga turned to watch her walk off, before his mood was interrupted.

“Hey, Moron. You have a huge chocolate stain on the back of your T-shirt.”

Oh. So that was what...

...

Damn raging hormones.

He’d turn to flip off the person, before stalking off to the bathroom.

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“Sango, is it true that if you eat to much chocolate, your skin turns green?”

The duo was now animatedly chatting about whatever their little hearts desired at their table. It was lunch time, and Kagome was playing with a little piece of her addiction, while Sango massaged her temple.

“Yes, Kagome. It also causes breakouts.. and, um.. hallucinations.” Sango turned to sip her water, looking innocently at the surprised Kagome, who’d now put her chocolate down on the table.

“That’s.. um.” The poor girl. Knowing that the love of her life did such things was heart breaking. But she quickly got over it, and popped it into her mouth anyways. Sango frowned, a questioning look on her face. Kagome saw this, and began to laugh nervously.

“Well, I figure it’ll only affect me when I’m old. By that time, I’ll have an excuse.”

Sango shook her head, and used her hand to push her own chocolate pudding towards Kagome.

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“Oh, Kouga-kun!”

“ ...Kouga-kun? Where are you?”

And, you know. Strawberries. Chocolate covered strawberries. And possibly bananas. You like bananas, don’t you?

“Kouga-kun? Are you in here?”

Do you want my life? I can give you that. On a silver platter, even. With chocolate. Enticed yet?

“Kouga.. is that you? Why are you hiding?”

This is, of course, if you prevent her from being here. Or seeing me. You know, I’m a busy man. If you want my life so bad, you’re going to have to wait. Until after I molest Kagome. Seven times over.

“.. Kouga? Did you here me?”

“Kouga, are you paying attention?”

He had no choice. Canting his head from the table he sat at, he would look innocently up at the source of the calls. He had been sitting alone in the library, studying for some stupid test. But really? Tests? Ew. He’d been in reality day dreaming about chocolate, and other things.

But now she was here. Evil thing.

“What is it, Ayame-san?” Smile and nod... Smile and nod...

The girl seemed pleased at finally catching his attention, and slid over in the seat next to him. Kouga made an uncomfortable face, setting his book down. She grinned, and latched onto his arm, head laid against his shoulder. Here eyes were now cast in front of them, and Kouga now bore a rather annoyed look. One of familiarity, that would make a person safely assume that this wasn’t the first time this had happened. or something.

“When are we getting married?” She purred, and directed her dazzled eyes at him. he held down a cough.

“Oh... That. Later. Maybe.”

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The books taunted her.

No matter how many times Sango looked, she could not find the specified reading her teacher assigned her. What was the title? Something to do with sex. Or something. Damn health instructors. She groaned, and turned to leave the aisle when..

Oh. Oh no he wasn’t. Now, Sango wasn’t one to make things up, or listen to gossip.. But whenever she did hear a promising rumor.. She investigated. Or, you know, whenever she saw something interesting..

Like some red head clinging to Kagome’s man and drawling on about marriage? So he wasn’t officially her man, but.. He bought her chocolate. If that wasn’t proposal, Sango didn’t know what was.

She giggled uncharacteristically, before whipping out a note pad and scooting in closer.

Sex, Scandals, and Chocolate! Oh my!

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I know this fiction seems really PWP right now... But I’ll get to the point. Sooner or later.

Comedy is just so yum.