InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A deal with a demon ❯ Chapter 30

Inuyasha checked the time on his phone. 3:32.

Damn, he still had an hour and a half to go.

The day was dragging on. It was Friday and he was ready to leave. He wanted nothing more than to go home.

Home.

Not for the first time in the last 6 months, he rubbed his temples, realizing just how old he felt, how different his life was.

Who was that hanyou who led the carefree bachelor life? Slept with any woman with a pretty face, spent his days lounging around, his nights too crazy to remember?

If he could look at himself now… He would have ran.

Fuck this job. His inheritance. His duties and responsibilities.

All of it!

He checked the time again.

3:34.

Inuyasha sighed.

It wasn't that he hated his work. He had a feeling that when he moved into his actual positon, he would rather enjoy it. But his wonderful older brother, with his damn sense of twisted humor, decided that he needed to be taught a lesson.

When Inuyasha approached Myouga, telling the flea he was ready to take his place in his fathers company…. The little pest was so elated he almost cried. He set everything in motion to have Inuyasha work under the top people in the company and go from there.

But when Sesshomaru caught wind of it, he had a better idea. The bastard said he was concerned that his interest was only a passing fancy, and that he could not give him a position of any significance until he had proven himself, and his longevity.

For inuyasha, that meant he would be at a low level desk job for 6 months. He had 5 down, 1 to go. He couldn't wait to rub it in his arrogant brothers face and tell that asshole exactly were he could go.

Not that this job didn't have its perks.

He had learned a lot about the company, the smaller parts that made it function so well. He had a greater appreciation for all levels of work now.

Just like she said he would.

He had been livid when he first found out what he new job was. After years of being pressured to take his place at the company, years of incessant nagging, he had finally stepped up…

And he was slapped in the damn face.

He came home raging, in a foul mood. She came up to him, her aurora so soothing it was overwhelming. Kagome patted his hand sympathetically, and told him all the best workers start from the bottom. She pointed out that his employees would have a greater respect for him because he spent time in their shoes, and he would understand their grievances as well.

And he… he had been okay after that.

It was as if her simple words were enough… enough to heal whatever ailment he had. And her touch… so light and warm…

It calmed him like a child.

She had certainly chosen the right field.

And Kagome…

That wench.

She was so damn busy!

School all the time. Between the mountains of books she had to read, to the shifts at the hospital… At times it was like living with a ghost.

An incredibly sexy, smart, funny, pain in the ass ghost.

She had a lingering presence in the house. Her things were casually thrown around throughout the house. A book on the table, elastics in the bathroom. Archery equipment in the yard. Slippers waiting in the entrance, placed next to his. Her scent…. Her scent clung to every inch, found its way in every corner. It was her scent that made him realize…

That he liked her.

The hanyou had denied it for so long.

It had to be that she was gorgeous. Those long legs. Breasts. Her beautifully sculpted face. The way she was so dainty yet strong.

And when it had gone past that, he knew it had to be that she was off limits.

He couldn't have her because she was his wife. They had to spend the next 3 years together. He couldn't fuck up his inheritance by screwing her.

Not that she would have, even if he made the attempt!

So fucking infuriating. When had a woman ever turned him down?

Just her. Just his damn wife. She made it clear she didn't want anything from him.

Well, that wasn't true.

She wanted him to wash the windows, in the high up places that she couldn't reach.

To keep the living room clean, to look after himself. To make sure he didn't leave a mess in his wake or laundry in the common rooms.

He had a damn house keeper for those reasons.

But no, she didn't want that. The house wasn't so enormous that they couldn't care for it on a day to day basis. Kagome didn't want a stranger in her home, knowing her most personal details.

And she said it made her feel strange.

She had never had someone come and clean after her, her mother excluded. Inuyasha couldn't understand that either. He had never had much of a mother.

In the end, they had compromised; A house keeper would come once a week to do the more tedious chores.

The hanyou smirked. There was one other thing Kagome wanted.

The wench wanted to be friends.

And if he was honest, they had become close over the months.

He began to understand her quirks. She began to understand his “shortcomings” as she so delicately put it.

Damn bitch.

Like he had any!

She was the one who-

No, he wasn't going to do that.

He doubted he would be able to find much to complain about anyway.

Inuyasha would never tell a soul, but the time he spent with his wife was precious. He found that he looked forward to their conversations each day, the sound of her laughter, the way she bit her lip when she was deep in thought.

He liked her.

He liked her so damn much.

And there was nothing he could do about it.

~.~

Kagome rushed around the ward, barely catching her breath.

Being a doctor was exhausting.

If she had thought that studying had been rigorous, it was nothing compared to actually being out there in the field.

So many people wanted different things, all at once.

And if she slacked, even hesitated, it could cost a life.

Of course, she wasn't unsupervised. But in truth, it felt as if she was thrown to the wolves.

Speaking of wolves, Koga seemed to be struggling. She had known he would have difficulty taking orders, but the look on his face when the seniors told him do to menial tasks…

She couldn't help but giggle.

“Something funny, woman?” He said gruffly.

“Nope!” Came her quick answer.

“Yeah, right.” He said dismissively.

“Sorry Koga, its just… the look on your face…” She bit her lip, trying to hide her smile.

The wolf smirked, showing his sharp, white fangs.

He was dangerous and sexy. Smart and charming.

“Hey, what are you doing tonight? Want to grab a drink?”

She shook her head, her ink black hair bouncing back and forth.

“Sorry, I have plans tonight.”

“Oh? What are you-“

“WOLF!” A doctor called, bringing him to attention. “Over here, now!

Kagome watched as he breathed in, trying to calm his nerves.

“Sorry Koga. How about later this week?”

“Yeah?” He said, perking up. “It's a date then!”

“Its not a…”

But he was gone before she could finish her sentence.

He was always like that. Kagome suspected that it was partially on purpose.

She was telling the truth though. She had plans tonight.

She checked her watch.

Time always moved slower when she was looking forward to something.

~.~

He walked the path he had many times before. This had become second nature to him at this point. He was hardly aware of his movements as he put one foot in front of the other. Step. Step. Step.

Inching his way closer.

He could find his way here blindfolded as a human at this point.

One, two, three steps up to the door. He turned the handle, knowing it would be unlocked.

Waiting for him.

She was always waiting for him.

“Is that you, Inuyasha?”

“Yeah. Its me.” He replied, closing the door behind him.

~.~

Kagome walked through the door, her feet feeling heavy.

It had been a long, long day.

Trudging her way up to her room, the first thing on her mind was a shower.

She was covered in blood, bodily fluid and Gods knew what else.

She was glad to be home. Glad that it was Friday.

“Inuyasha?” she called out, just in case the hanyou was there.

Of course, the house gave no reply.

She knew he wouldn't be there. Not yet.

Kagome frowned.

He had business to take care of. Just has he did almost every day after work.

She would have never thought that she would actually want to spend time with him, enjoy his company.

In the past few months, he had changed. Ever since that incident…

Well, he decided to grow up after that. He took his place in his families company, went out less, which she assumed meant he saw less women…

And he tried to be kinder towards her. Some thing had changed. She couldn't pin point the time, couldn't say that it was one specific incident… but they had formed a friendship that could only be forged over time and close proximity.

Sure, he was still gruff, and his manners were lacking. He was spoiled and used to having things his way. But she never knew he could have a kind side… be gentle and funny.

They had decided that Friday nights were for them.

Of course, it wasn't just that they wanted to spend time with one another. As it turned out, they both had a mutual love for a television show.

It had started out as something Kagome did for herself; after a long week of school and studies, she needed time to unwind. She ordered take out, threw on her pajamas and had a glass of wine.

She was ready for her weekly zombie binge.

Inuyasha would walk by her, scoffing at her plans for a Friday night.

But every time he made his way out the door, he would stop for a moment to talk, and became momentarily absorbed in her show. At times she even had to remind him that he was leaving.

Until one day, she came home to find him waiting on the couch, clad in pajamas, waiting for her.

It became their thing.

And whether she would admit it… she looked forward to it each week.

It was nice to have a friend she could be close with. Nice that could spend time in harmony.

And who could complain about being with a hot hanyou?

Kagome shook the thoughts out of her head.

She had always acknowledged that he was good looking. Anyone with eyes could see that. But his personality had been so off putting that it canceled out any attraction factor.

But now..

“Get it together girl. You cant. Not with him.”

Letting out a deep sigh, she opened the bathroom door, ready to let the steam of the shower ease her disturbing thoughts.

~.~

It was awful.

Tiring.

Burdensome.

And there was nothing he could do about it. Not yet.

“Will you not stay, Inuyasha?” She asked.

“I cant. I have a lot of work to do.”

“Can it wait? I am so very alone here…”

“Youre not alone, Kikyo. Theres plenty of people here.”

“Not anyone worth my time, Inuyasha. Do you really expect me to converse with them?”

“Whats so bad about them? They-“

“Drop it. Stay a little longer.”

“Kikyo, I-“ He started, rising from his chair.

“Do you not remember the reason that I am here, Inuyasha?”

He set his amber eyes on the woman before him. A sickly shell of what she had been.

He sat back down.

~.~

By the time he got home, he was already 20 minutes late.

He turned the door knob, taking a moment to calm his nerves.

He needed the scent of his house.

Of the woman who lived here.

“You're late.” She said.

“I know.” He grunted.

She raised her eyebrows at him.

“S-Sorry.”

“I ordered you ramen.”

“Really?” His ears perked up.

“Mhm.”

“The rerun is almost over. You just made it on time.”

“Feh.”

As if he didn't know that. Inuyasha ran at full speed to be there on time. He left his car in a parking lot, and called myouga to bring it by!

He looked at Kagome, wondering how someone could look so good wearing simple cloth shorts and a tee shirt. She rubbed her shoulders as she chattered on.

“And they said that-“

“Are your shoulders hurting?”

“Wha- Huh?”

“Your shoulders wench.”

“O-Oh yeah. It was just a long day at the hospital today.”

The hanyou plopped down on the couch, pulling her closer to him.

“You should have just said something.” He murmured as he began to work at the knots in her back.

“Mm, youre right.” She moaned.

Kagome moaning.

Everything this woman did turned him on.

She looked over her shoulder at him and smiled.

“Oh, you must want to get out of that suit.”

“Wh-wha?”

“You haven't changed yet. Hurry up before the show starts!”

“Keh.”

The hanyou stood up, looking around him.

He was spending his Friday night, about to change not into something flashy, but something comfortable. The only contact with a female would be if Kagome fell asleep and laid down on him. And instead of taking one or two women to bed, he would climb the stair to his, alone.

And he was happy for it.