InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Away from that bad place ❯ Visit ( Chapter 3 )

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha sadly.

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Description: Inuyasha is in a band called All of the above and is dating Kikyo but when he breaks it off with her his life is change for better or worse. Inu/Kag mostly, Inu/Kik and Mir/San, so Sesshy/Rin

Inuyasha-23

Kikyo-25

Kagome-22

Sango-22

Miroku-23

Suki-3

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Chapter 3-Visit

 

When Suki was three her mom had become really fond of the substance gin. When ever Suki saw her mom pull that disgusting substance out of the cupboard she ran and hid. The neighbors new what was going on hell everyone in the apartment did but Kikyo and Suki lived in the environment where people just didn't care.

 

There where times when they heard Kikyo shrill cures and Suki's sobbing wails. They knew of the child abuse and her fondness of the gin bottle and her viscous temper. Most of the neighbors thought that Suki didn't belong with her mother she was such a sweet faced child even though she had the most unusually silvery blonde hair. They did nothing but murmur to each other. No one in that part of Japan even dreamed of reporting any of this to the authorities.

 

Suki had no understanding of what was going on or what alcoholism or emotional illness. She did although know the extent on her mothers raging moods; she was an expert at that. There where days when she would cuddle and laugh with her mother and then there where days when she would scold and slap. When her mom got like that she would run and hide with her white stuffed dog, Tai, crawl under the sink and wait out her mother's rage, though some day's she just wasn't quick enough.

 

Today Suki was going to meet the man in the pictures from the magazines her mother cut out; her father.

“Hold Still, Suki”, her mother said sharply.

Kikyo ran the brush through Emma's Silverish pale blonde hair. Suki was trying not to move but it hurt to much. Kikyo was fighting back the urge to whack Suki on the bottom with her hairbrush like a paddle.

 

She wasn't going to lose her temper today.

“I'm going to make you pretty. You want to be especially pretty today, don't you?”

 

Suki personally could care less about looking pretty. Not when her mom's brush strokes where hurting her scalp and her new pink frilly dress was incredibly starchy and itchy even though it was pretty. Suki continued to shift in her stool while Kikyo was trying to tie her flyaway silverish blonde curls back with a ribbon.

“I said hold still”.

Emma wailed when Kikyo dug her nails into the nape of her neck.

 

“Nobody loves a dirty, nasty girl”, she said harshly.

 

After counting backwards from 20 she relished her grip she didn't want to put bruises on her child, she loved her. Besides it would be really bad if Inuyasha saw them.

 

“Take that sulky look off of your face right now”, Kikyo said to her daughter.

 

Kikyo walked her over to the mirror with a crack in it from when she had gotten in one of her moods. Kikyo was very pleased with the work she did on her daughter she looked like a pampered princess.

 

“There now don't you look pretty?”

Suki looked at her self and sighed then spoke.

“Itchy”

Kikyo laughed a little.

“A woman has to be uncomfortable for a man to think she is beautiful”, she said.

“Why?” her daughter asked.

“Because that's the job of a young lady”

 

Kikyo was looking at herself in the mirror she was wearing a dark blue dress that was exposing all her curves, making most of her generous breasts. Inuyasha always liked her breasts; she thought and, felt a quick, sexual pull.

 

God she thought no one had been that that good or even close to matching his stamina in bed. He had hunger hiding under that cool cocky exterior, a wild hunger. She had known him since childhood it was a on and off relationship for more then 10 years. No one knew better what Inuyasha was capable of when he was fully aroused.

 

She fantasized for a while what it would be like if he had come over tonight and tore her tight dress away, when his eyes would roam over her body, and his slender, musician's fingers unhooked her corset.

 

She brought herself back from her fantasy to reality and picked up a brush and began to run it through her hair. She had spent the last of her grocery money at the salon getting a shoulder-length straight hair colored to match Suki's. After today she thought she would never have to worry about money and she would be back Inuyasha's arms again.

 

Kikyo then applied her pale looking lipstick that she had seen on models before and her black eyeliner nervously. Suki was fascinated by her mother, she was glad her mother smelt like lilac instead of the nasty gin she normally smelt like. Slowly, Suki reached for her mother's lipstick and her hand was then slapped away.

 

“What have I told you about not touching my things?”

She gave Suki's fingers an extra slap; her eyes began to tear up.

“Haven't I told you never to touch my things?”

Suki gave a small nod still crying.

 

“Don't you dare, start crying. I don't want him to see you for the first time with your eyes all red and your face all puffy. He should have been here now where the hell is he.”

Suki could sense harshness in her mothers voice, and began to get out her mother's hitting range.

 

“If he doesn't come soon….” she trailed off studying her self in the mirror again.

She had always been a big girl not to skinny and not to fat. The dress was a little snug, but she strained against it in interesting places. Skinny might have been the new thing but she knew damn well that men like a curvy women when the lights went out. She was making a living of her body long enough to know exactly that. She then sighed and spoke again.

 

“He probably didn't believe me. Didn't want to, men they never want children.”, she said sadly. Her own father never wanted her not until she had gotten her breast then he liked her in ways a father isn't supposed to. “You always remember that they don't want children, Suki baby. They don't want babies. They only want one thing, and you will find out what that is when your older maybes sooner then you think. When there done with you they move on to another person and you are left with a big stomach and a broken heart.

 

She then light a cigarette wishing it was weed and began to make quick jerky puffs as she paced. She wished it was weed, sweet calming weed; she had spent all her drug money on her daughter's money, the sacrifices a mother has to make for her child.

 

“He may not want you but as soon as he gets one look at you he will realize you're his child.”

Her daughter was certainly pretty as a picture when she was all cleaned up. “You're the fucking god damn spit image of him, Suki sweetie. The TV says he going to marry that Higurashi slut-old money and fancy manners-but we will just have to see about that wont we now. He'll come back to me I always knew he would.

 

Kikyo put the cigarette bud on the ash tray and left it smoldering. She needed just one drink- just one taste of gin to calm her nerves.

 

“You sit on that bed and don't touch any of my stuff or you will be sorry.”

She said as she raised her hand so that it was over her daughter head like she was going to hit her to show her she meant business. Suki scurried to her room in fright.

Kikyo had two drinks before she heard a knock on the door. She felt more attractive, and in control like most drunks with alcohol in her body. She smoothed down her hair and opened the door.

 

He was gorgeous. For a moment in the streaming summer sunlight, she saw only him, tall and slender, his straight silver hair and full, serious mouth giving him the look of a poet or an apostle. As nearly as she was able, she loved.

“Inuyasha so nice of you to drop by after all these years”

 

Her cheerily smile faded immediately when she saw to men behind him. “Traveling in packs like dogs these days, Yash”

He wasn't in a good mood at all. He was carrying around a simmering rage at being trapped into seeing Kikyo by his manager and finance. Now that he was here he intending to get out of her as fast as he could.

 

“You remember Jakotsu”. Inuyasha stepped inside. The room smelt of gin and yesterdays leftovers brought back many uncomfortable memories of his child hood.

“Sure”, Kikyo nodded briefly to the tall gangly bass player. He was wearing a pink diamond on his pinky and sported a dark, fluffy beard. “Come up in the world, haven't we, Jako?”

 

He glanced around the dingy flat.

“Some of us”

“This is Miroku Mon, our manager”

“Miss Miki” Smooth and cool, Miroku offered a white toothed smile and a manicured hand.

“I've heard all about you”, she said as she kissed his hand.

“You made our boys stars”

“I only opened a few doors to there future's”

“Performing for the empress, playing on the TV you even gave them a new album on the charts and a big old American tour coming up.”

 

She looked back at Inuyasha and his long hair fell behind his shoulder. His face was thin and pale and sensitive. Reproduction of it were gracing teenager's walls on both sides of Atlantis and his second album Deju Entendu, bulleted up the charts. She sneered at him sarcastically.

 

“Got everything you wanted did you?”

Damn If he'd let her make him feel guilty for making something of himself.

“That's right”

 

“Some of us get more than they want”, she tossed her raven hair back. She smiled again, poising a moment. At twenty-five she was a year older than Brian, and considered her self way more savvy. I'd offer tea, but I wasn't expecting a party.

 

“We didn't come for tea and you know that Kikyo” Inuyasha stuck his hands in his pockets of his low riding jeans. The sulky look he worn to the drive here had hardened. True he was young, but he had grown up tough and knew how to deal. He had absolutely no intention of letting this old, gin-soaked loaner make trouble for him.

 

“I didn't call the authorities this time Kikyo. That's for old time's threats. If you keep ringing, keep writing with all your threats and blackmail, believe me I will”

 

Kikyo's eyes narrowed as she spoke.

 

“You want to sick those pigs on me go right ahead. We will see how your little fans take kindly to the fact that you abandoned the mother of your child and your own daughter while, you are living in high fame and rolling in money. How would he fair Mr. Mon? Think you could get Inu and the boys another royal command performance?

 

“Miss Miki”, Miroku spoke calmly. He had already weighed the consequences and had to decide the only answer to this was money.

“I don't think you want to air your business to the world, and I don't think that is necessary either.”

 

“What the hell Inuyasha is he your manger or you're fucking solicitor?”

Inuyasha didn't want to bother with what she was saying he just wanted to get out of her and see his fiancé tonight as fast as he could.

“You weren't pregnant when I last saw you”

“Didn't know I was pregnant”, she shouted.

 

“It was two months when I found out for sure, but you had left me by then, I had no clue where to find you. You weren't famous back then. I could have got ridden of her. I knew people who could fix it for me; I was scared more scared of that then having it.”

“So she had the kid that doesn't make it yours Yash”

 

Jakotsu leaned back in the beat up old recliner and crossed his arms relaxing and pulled out his gold lighter smoking a cigarette.

“It's his you freaking fag”

Jakotsu then blew a puff directly in her face and spoke calmly.

“Quite the lady we've become aren't you?”

“Back off, Jako. Miss Miki we are here to settle the matter calmly and quietly.” Miroku spoke.

 

“I sure bet you would like to keep it quiet because you know damn well that Naraku had been gone for 4 months and I wasn't with anyone but you back then”.

She then leaned into him letting her chest flatten against his.

 

“You remember New Years don't you. The last holiday we spent together. We got high and crazy with ecstasy we never used anything. Suki will be three next September.”

He wished he didn't remember that night but he did. He had been nineteen almost twenty full on the music rage someone had brought cocaine and he smoked it for the first time. God it mad him feel like a thoroughbred stud, quivering to fuck.

 

“So you had the baby and you think its mine. Why wait till now to tell me.”

“Oh its yours and you will see soon enough and I told you I couldn't find you at first.” She said sharply. Kikyo didn't want to tell him that she enjoyed playing the martyr for a while, the poor, unwed mother, all alone, deserted. And there's been a man or two along the road to help ease that pain.

 

“I was on a program for women that got in trouble. I was going to put her up for adoption but as soon as I got a look at her I realized that she was yours. She is the spit image of you Yash. I thought that if you found out you would get mad and I was afraid you would never give me a second chance.

 

`Like hell I would ever look your way again', Inuyasha thought to himself.

Kikyo then started to cry heavy wet tears smearing her makeup.

 

“I' am so glad you have come back to me Inuyasha, I always new you would. I started hearing your songs on the radio and seeing posters of you in the record story. You were on your way. I always new you would make it but Jesus I never expected you guys to be so big. I started thinking-“

 

“I bet you did”, Jakotsu spoke sarcastically.

“I started thinking”, she continued on ignoring Jakotsu.

“That you would want to know about your child, so I went back to your old apartment but you had moved and nobody would tell me where you were. But I thought about you every day of my life. Look!”

 

She took his arm and showed him the folder filled with all his pictures. He looked at all them wide eyed.

 

“Jesus”

 

“I cut everything I could find off you out of the magazines and saved it for Suki. I called your record company even went there once but they through me out no one would believe me when I said I was the mother of Inuyasha Takahasi baby daughter. They tossed me out like I was some crazed fan.”

She decided she wasn't going to add the fact that she was drunk when she went there and had attacked the receptionist.

 

“Then I was listing to the TV and heard that you were going to marry that Kagome Higurashi chick. I knew that she couldn't mean anything to you, not with what we shared together. But I wanted to talk to you somehow, so I finally decided to write you that letter.”

Inuyasha had remembered the letter It was long but it basically told him two things. That he was making a bad choice she called his fiancé a slut and a whore among other things. Also, that she had his kid, and was going to expose that to the media and ruin him if he didn't come.

“Calling Kags flat and raving like a manic wasn't exactly the best way of going about it”

“I had to talk to you, make you listen. You don't know what it's like Yash, worrying about how to pay the rent, whether you have enough money for food. I can't buy pretty dresses anymore or go out at night.”

“Is money what you want?”

She hesitated she did want money but she also wanted him could she have both.

“I want you, Yash; I always have and always will”

Jakotsu tapped his ciggerete on the rim of the plastic rubber tree pot.

“You know Yash there has been a lot of talk of this kid but I have yet to see her and I don't see any sign of her anywhere”

He rose out of his chair.

“Ready to split? This place brings back to many painful childhood memories.”

Kikyo sent him the look of death which sent chills down his spine.

“Suki is in her bedroom, and I am not having all of you troop in there, this is between Inuyasha and me.

“You always did your best work in the bathroom didn't you?”

Kikyo and Jakotsu eyes held there for a moment full of disgust for each other, they had shared over the years.

“Yash, she was a first-rate whore back once upon a time ago, and now she's second rate. Can we leave now?”

“You fucking queer.”

Kikyo then leaped out to attack Jakotsu but Inuyasha caught her by the waist before she could”

“You wouldn't know what to do with a real woman if she bit you on the dick”

He continued to grin but his eyes frosted over.

“Care to give it a shot dearer”

“Always could count on you to keep things smoothly, Jako”, Inuyasha muttered.

He twisted Kikyo around in his arms so that she was facing him.

“You said this business was with me, so then keep it with me. I'll have a look at the girl”

She snarled at Jakotsu as he pulled out another cigarette.

“Just you I want to keep it private”

Inuyasha groaned and shrugged his shoulders.

“Fine! Wait here”

He kept his arm on Kikyo as they walked into the bedroom but it was empty.

“I am sick of your games Kikyo”

“She is probably hiding all these people have scared her off, that's all. Suki! Come here to your momma now”

Kikyo dropped to her knees and looked under the bed, then she scrambled to search in her closet. She still wasn't there.

“She probably in the bathroom”

Rushing off she pulled open the hallway door and knocked on the bathroom door. She then heard a voice for the direction of the kitchen.

“Inuyasha.” Jakotsu signaled from the kitchen doorway.

“Something here you might want to see”

He held up a glass, toasting Kikyo.

“You don't mind do you, sweetie? The bottle was open.”

He then pointed to the cabinet under the sink.

The stale scent was stronger there, old liquor, ripening garbage, moldy rags. Inuyasha's feet stuck to the floor as he walked crossed to the cupboard, and then he crouched down pulled open the door and looked inside of it.

He couldn't see the girl clearly, only that she was hunched and back up against the cornerm he blondish silver hair in her eyes hugging something white in her arms. He instantly felt his stomach sink, but he tried to smile.

“Hello there”