InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Club Copa ❯ Get Over It, Please ( Chapter 7 )

Club Copa

 

 

 

Chapter 7: Get Over It…Please

 

 

 

 

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He finished another martini and slammed it down on the bar with a thud. His vision was hazy as he glanced around the club. A few strobe lights were currently the only illumination. It gave the room a swirling, mixed affect. Pounding music, loud enough to make even a youkai's body vibrate with the beat was erupting from speakers. Normally such noise would hurt the hanyou's ears, but he was too drunk to notice anything except the crowded bar, and even that was becoming hard to grasp on to.

 

A young kitsune working the bar currently leaned over the table to catch his golden hues with her violet ones. “Inuyasha,” she said yelled over the music, “I can't let you have anymore. How are even going to get home?” He growled and closed his eyes.

 

“I can have as much as I want to,” he grumbled as his head began to swirl with meaningless thoughts.

 

“Fine, but when you pass out…well…it's your fault!” she huffed and took off to attend to others. Inuyasha turned around in his seat watching the dance floor, appearing only colored blurs to him at the moment.

 

“Inuyasha,” a voice said worriedly. The hanyou tried to search for its owner, but could only look down as the floor began racing up to him and everything went dark.

 

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Kagome moved silver bangs form his face and placed another wet paper towel on his forehead. She felt strange being so close to him. “Why was he so drunk?”

 

Sango shook her head as she leaned over the miko's shoulder. “Drinking more than he made…he's usually careful about this kind of thing. I mean his parents were killed by a drunk driver…” Kagome filled with sympathy for the hanyou as he lay beside her unconscious on the sofa in her dressing room. She'd gladly agreed to give it up for him.

 

The dressing room door opened as Miroku stepped in, sighing as he entered and closed the door behind him. His face was grim, his shoulder relaxed. “Kikyou. He broke up with Kikyou and got drunk.” Kagome nodded, Sango becoming furious.

 

“He drunk himself to death over her? That…that…”

 

“Sango,” Kagome interrupted. “He probably really cared about her…” Her voice was soft and sure, but she really wasn't sure at all hoe he could love Kikyou. She'd only known Kikyou for a week and already the wench had practically spit in her face at every meeting.

 

Inuyasha listened to their conversation, his head pounding to the point of almost unbearable pain. He wasn't mad at anyone, but himself. Didn't he break up with her because she'd been cheating on him? She never loved him so why did it still hurt. He felt as if she'd ripped his heart in half and thrown it in the mud. At least Kagome is beside me. Where did that come from?

 

“Let's give him some time to come around,” the miko suggested. She felt ashamed of herself, feeling almost happy at the news of the couple's breakup. Everyone simply nodded and left the room turning out the lights as they exited.

 

~*~Three Days Later~*~

 

“I said NO!” He barked to the girl who'd just asked him out…again. She was pretty and what any other man would consider, `the perfect catch.' But he wasn't interested in any girl. 3 days later and still he was wallowing in himself.

 

“Just give someone a chance Inuyasha!” Miroku pleaded tired of his friend acting this way. “Kikyou is nothing act like this over! She was a witch and not even good enough to clean the mud form your shoes!”

 

Inuyasha didn't reply, he only folded his arms and waited for the club to close. His honey hues scanned the place, the bar, and the dance floor. He hated it all… everything made him think of her. Over the past few days he'd found himself even hating her. Avoiding the places she went and the spots her scent lingered most. Finally the hentai stood up clapping his hands together for one last attempt for his friend's happiness. “You can go help Kagome in the back room. She's been in there alone all day…”

 

Inuyasha growled and stood up; unaware of what his friend was hoping. He walked down the hallway and turned into another storage room. Partly cleaned. Boxes scattered, some open with their contents cluttered across the floor. Dust settled thickly enough so that it was plain which areas Kagome had been working on. The miko stood in the middle of it, dust covering her face and clinging to her clothes. He felt himself grow hot and just stood there staring at her.

 

“Um…am I that dirty?” Kagome said looking up at him, a light blush across her face. Ever since she first met him she couldn't keep her heart from trembling at even a glance in his direction. “Anyway…I'm halfway through so…just start anywhere.” She finished assuming he'd been sent to help. He nodded, still glued to the spot for a second fumbling for words.

 

“Keh, I'm not helping anyone.” He growled leaning up against a dust-misted wall. The girl bit her tongue to keep form snapping at him. The moment faded into memory as she continued working. Piling boxes on top of each other and dusting off shelves. Inuyasha stood behind her against the wall sighing, growling, and muttering rude comments under his breath.

 

What is wrong with him? Why is he acting this way? I mean, they broke up days ago and he is still like this! I can't stand this! “You know, she isn't worth your sorrow.” Kagome said sympathetically but firmly enough to show she was serious. He readjusted himself feeling uncomfortable. He'd heard this from so many, but not her. Since when did she even care about him? “She treated you horribly, shouting at you, ordering you around. Kikyou,” she had finally managed to mention her name, “treated you like a slave Inuyasha.”

 

For a moment he was silent before his stubbornness kicked in, filling him with anger. Who was she to say these things? He'd only known her a while now as an acquaintance! “Be quiet, you have no right, like everyone else, to tell me what to do!” He was shouting, making her sink back into her shadow in apprehension. “This is my life and I'll run it any way I want too! Don't you ever tell me how to live it!” A pregnant pause followed his eruption.

 

“I…I'm just worried about you!” she cried bursting into tears and making the silver-haired hanyou feel ashamed. He hated girls crying, he hated himself more for making them cry, and this time he felt even more ashamed and angry with himself.

 

“I didn't mean to…don't…STOP CRYING!” She wiped her eyes and looked up into his golden hues.

 

“I'm sorry,” she said apologetically, “I have no right to…” She was cut off by his sudden shrug, his face flashed with the regretful ness he was trying hard to hide.

 

“Look,” he said leaving the thoughts of Kikyou suddenly behind at being so close to Kagome, “why don't I take you out tomorrow night.”

 

“I- I can't” she said blushing uncontrollably and groping for words. I can't? Why did I say that?! Of course I can!

 

He stood in silence for another moment thinking, “you owe me one remember?” he said finally.

 

I want to…but Hojou…one night won't hurt, it's not like we'll become anything right? “I accept,” she said her blush deepening.

 

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Not a very good chapter but all well ^^ Please please please please review! PLEASE!

 

-RayGirl