InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Cold Fire ❯ Back to basics ( Chapter 13 )

Back to basics

 

 

 

 

Kagome served the small green ball and watched it sail over the net. Sota slapped it with his racquet and sent it sailing into the net. Kagome threw her racquet down.

“ Sota! You telling me that all those lessons you took did nothing? You play like it's your first time.”

“ Its… its… The sun's in my eye. I want the other side of the court!” he wined.

“ Blah blah blah. No matter how you put it or where we play, imma still whoop your ass.”

“ No! I'll prove it! Change courts.”

“ Ok. Whatever.”

She picked up the racquet, walked to the net and did a graceful jump over it as Sota walked around grumpily. Her white skirt flew up to show her white tights and smooth tanned legs. The tiny skirt might has well have not been there. The white polo shirt hugged her curves delicately and her white sneakers shone in the sunlight. Her hair was in a tight chignon at the nape of her neck, giving her an older look. She landed with ease on the court and twirled her racquet in her hand. “ Bring it on runt!” She took some shades out of her breast pocket and put them on. Sota served the ball in one clean stroke. It bounced healthily before Kagome hit it back at moderate speed. Sota seemed to take that opportunity to try and smash the ball at her in a loud grunt but Kagome easily glided over to his shot and returned it with the same speed she had received it. Sota squealed and put up his hands in self-defense as the ball whizzed past his thigh. Kagome laughed.

“ You suck Sota.” She threw down the racquet again and walked to the side bench for her water. Sota joined her by drinking some weird energy drink and they both just breathed in relief. “ I don't see why you're here drinking anything! You weren't doing shit out on the court.”

“ Was too!” Sota protested. Kagome put her water down and stood up in front of her little brother. She proceeded to tease him by mocking his actions on the court. She put up her hands to shield her face and buckled her knees in a cowardly motion.

“ Oh please big sister, so great and awesome. Don't hurt me with your superb tennis skills. Save me from the deadly sun and tiny yellow ball! Ooooh, I'm so scared!” She spoke in a babyish voice. Sota placed his sports drink on the bench, his face red with embarrassment.

“ I want a rematch!”

“ The first one hardly counts as a match if you only hit the ball once!”

He walked briskly to the court and made his stance, twirling the racquet in his hand professionally. Kagome laughed and stood to join him. But before she could stand properly, a strange man ran to the court with a small camera and a notepad in his hand, and a pencil stuck behind his ears. Kagome only had to look at his facial features to conclude that he was from the Japanese press.

He shouted to her as he scurried onto the court.

“ Kagome! Your 18th Birthday party! Who will be there? Are you keeping it in America?!”

Kagome gripped her racquet tightly. The man looked around suspiciously before he took the pencil from behind his ear. Kagome growled at him.

“ This is private property. How did you get in here?” She was trying to remain calm. The man only shouted more questions about her party at her.

“ Sir, get off my court! You can be fined to the fullest extent of the law!” Her temper was steadily rising. Sota stood stunned on the court watching the scene unfold. It was like watching a train wreck about to happen, in slow motion. The man took his camera and started snapping random shots of her and Sota. He was still shouting questions but there was just a buzz in Kagome's ear, she was blocking him out. Then with out prior notice, Kagome ran to the ball bin and took up tree balls, as much as her hand could hold. She struck her service pose and began firing shots at the man. The first ball hit him in his shoulder. He ignored it. But the more shots she fired the more he backed away. He was getting hit in his face, his stomach, his chest, his shins, and even his groin, once. Soon he fell to the ground in pain grabbing his pelvic region. Kagome strode over to him and stooped down beside him.

“ Who are you?”

“ Jinmaru Kiyoto.” He groaned out.

“ And who do you work for?”

“ No one. I'm a freelance reporter. I just work and… sell to my highest bidder.”

“ Oh, so there's no one to pay for a lawyer and a doctor?”

“ No.” He wheezed out. Kagome stood up.

“ Well Jinmaru, get off my fucking property before I call the police and write this in your report, I was nice to you or else you'd be leaving in a stretcher.” The man stood quickly and scurried of the court into the direction of the woods. Kagome wondered how she had never thought of that mode of entrance before. She sighed. Now that word of her party had gotten out, people like him would be swarming all over by the end of the week. All the more reason to keep Inuyasha away. She could never let the public know about her summer affair with a half-breed. It was time to get back into the role of the bitchy heiress again. She walked to the steps that led to main house.

“ You done for the day Kagome?” Sota shouted after her. She waved her hand in an annoyed gesture and disappeared at the top of the stairs.

 

 

 

Inuyasha finished the last ledger on his desk and place it atop the neat pile at the side of his desk. Looking at his desk clock, he noted the time, 2: 47. He missed lunch. He pressed the intercom on his desk and buzzed his assistant. He told her he was leaving for lunch and that the accounting ledgers were finished and on his desk. He then left and headed home. He reached home and headed for the kitchen. Every now and then her enjoyed eating food he cooked himself instead of from the restaurant. The house was quiet as he cut up the seasoning for the sushi. He turned on the television to quell the silence and continued his feat. After putting the rice to cook, he went into the living room and looked at his mail. His monthly subscription to the Japanese tabloid had arrived. He picked it up and went to sit in the couch. He absently flipped through the spots, news, until a name caught his eyes. The name of a woman he had not seen or heard from since she ran out on him 2 days ago. Kagome. He looked over the article. It was about her upcoming 18th birthday and a speculated party off island, in America. It spoke a bit about her promising movie career and the modeling she had been doing on the side. He turned the page to see a four page spread on her including some revealing and sexy shots where he couldn't imagine her being the bitch they dubbed her to be. After soaking in the pictures, he put down the magazine and thought. A party? I think I heard Sango talking about helping her with some party. I guess the crowd will help me to get in to talk to her again. But if she still doesn't let me talk and find out what's wrong, that's it. I'm done. He threw down the tabloid and pressed his fingertips into his temples. This was not worth having a headache over. Granted she made his blood boil and she did warm his bed in a way no other woman had, she had run from him without an explanation. He had told her his life story, something he hadn't told anyone let alone a stranger he'd met a month ago. He chose to divulge that secret in her and she had run. Let her run, he wasn't coming after her. It was better to let it end that way. She was going to leave anyways. But he would go to the party, for one big blow out.

 

 

Sango looked at the outside pool area and adjoining tennis courts that had been transformed into a party place. She rested her hands on her hips and smiled. Kagome's idea of planning a party meant hiring a party planner and ordering them around. And the occasionally yes or no to a simple question. All Sango had been there for was to help Kagome with her decision-making. She smiled at Kagome who waved from the pool now covered with some kind of expensive fiberglass and lights from the bottom of the pool reflected various colors through the glass. She wore a plain white sundress that doubled as a nightdress as the day slowly ended. Kagome flapped her hands for Sango to come over and so she did. Kagome pulled a hand through her hair.

“ Well, tomorrow's the day. I'll be 18 and throwing this party. Its so stressful to throw a party and when I get back, the party I throw in Japan will be even bigger.”

“ There's gonna be another party in Japan?

“ Yup. For all who can't make it out to this one.”

“ So people are flying in for this party?”

“ A lot. Family, friends, co-workers, producers. Those kinda people.”

“ Movie stars from Japan. Cool. So this is also like a big summer send off?”

“ Yeah, especially since I missed all the parties in Japan.” There was a comfortable silence as they took in the air. Kagome turned to Sango and smiled. “ How about you spend the night over. I mean, I've been sponging at your house a lot, its time to return the favor, and plus we need to go shopping in the morning. So will you?”

“ Yeah, but why do you need me to go shopping with you? I mean, we have completely different taste in clothing.”

“ No darling. Shopping is one thing I don't need help with. I'm taking you shopping.”

“ Really? That's great. But I'm afraid our town doesn't have much of a selection when it comes to shoes and clothing.”

“ Exactly why we need the sleep. We leave at 9 in the morning for New York. Ever been there?”

“ Yeah, on work expeditions.” She replied flatly. “ Wow. Shopping in New York!” Sango's face was flustered. Kagome felt good within herself. She was repaying Sango for being her solace and for being a friend overall. In the little time she had gotten to know her, she had grown attached to her and she knew she'd be very sad when she had to leave her. She also knew she had to pick up a few things for her party seeing she would be changing around 4 times for the night and shopping in New York was always an experience. Kagome snapped her finger to bring back Sango who was staring in to the sky.

“ Come on. Lets go get some clothes from your house.”

 

 

Inuyasha bolted up. He had no idea when he had fallen asleep or how long he was asleep. But the cutting of his sister's Honda's engine had awoken him. He sat up in the couch and rubbed his eyes and waited for her to come in. Soon, she opened the door laughing. She stepped in and Kagome stepped right behind her laughing. Sango stopped and was enveloped by the awkward silence.

“ Umm, hey Inuyasha.” She scratched her head uncomfortably. “ I'm sleeping over Kagome's for the party tomorrow. Just came to pick up some clothes.” She headed fro the stairs. “ By the way, you look like shit.” She bounced up the stairs and disappeared at the top. Kagome closed the door behind her and leaned in the hallway. Inuyasha said nothing but flipped the television on. He leaned back in the couch.

“ Big party tomorrow. Happy birthday when it comes.”

“ Thanks.” She replied quietly. “ You can come if you want.”

“ Isn't it invitation only?” he replied disintrestingly.

“ The invitation is for Sango and company.”

“ That's not me.”

“ I didn't think you'd want to go.” She paused thoughtfully and looked on the marble tiling. “ Your… your name is on the V.I.P list if you decide to come.”

He made no reply to that. Kagome shifted her weight uncomfortably from one foot to the other. Looking at her watch, she looked up the stairs waiting for Sango to break the stuffy air so she could get out of there. It was touching 8 and the sun had already set, leaving a cool sultry blue in the air. She began a checklist in her head to keep her mind off Inuyasha who sat nonchalantly in the couch watching Everybody loves Raymond.

 

Inuyasha had no idea what was going on on the television. He was watching Kagome out of the corner of his eye. She stood propped up on the wall in a cool simple white dress and white flip-flops. Her hair was in a loose ponytail slung her shoulder and she wore light makeup. She was staring blankly into space—obviously lost deep in thought. He wanted to get into the subject of what- the- hell- was- her -problem but decided against it. He concluded that silence was the best remedy and she seemed to be working out in her head anyways. He watched Sango barrel down the stairs with a small duffel bag.

“ Sorry I took so long. Had to find the perfect shopping outfit.” She winked at Kagome. Bitch! She took her own sweet time to get me and Kagome talking. Well, dear sister. You loose. Your plan failed. We didn't talk. Kagome smiled weakly, opened the door and disappeared through it. Sango turned to her brother.

“ You coming tomorrow?”

“ I have work.”

“ You own the place. Take the day off. It's to wish her a happy birthday and see her off. After tomorrow, she only has a week left here! Come on!”

“ Maybe I'll come later on in the night.”

“ Whatever. I'm gone.” She bounced over to the couch and kissed him on his forehead. “ Don't mess up Inuyasha. Love ya.” She disappeared through the front door and soon an engine was heard receding down the driveway. What did she mean don't mess up?

 

 

“ Kagome. You planning on talking to him anytime soon?”

Kagome leaned out the window of the passenger seat of Sango's car. She pulled her head in as she heard the question. “ I don't know. It was kinda awkward tonight and he doesn't seem to care so why should I?”

“ You can't listen to him. He loves to pretend to be Mr. Macho man when he's actually a wimp. You have to talk to him first.”

“ If he comes to the party… I'll talk to him. Deal?”

“ You're not doing this for me. Its for you.”

Kagome looked at her for a second before shoving her head back out the window.

 

 

Sango stared out the window of the tiny plane. They were over New York and were about to land. Kagome had slept the entire way even though it was just an hour. But then again, she did go to bed late from being on her computer. Sango looked at the other occupants of the plane: Two guards, two men to help with the bags and a lady to `assist' Kagome. She looked over at Kagome who was just rousing from her sleep. What kind of life was she leading? She had all the luxuries a teenaged girl would like but she didn't look happy. She seemed to be gradually building a relationship with her family but apart from that, the only time she had seen her happy was with herself and…. Inuyasha! When she was with Inuyasha, her face was bright and she looked carefree. Sango sighed. I hope shed realizes this before she leaves for her home. I would hate for her to have happiness and loose it improperly.

 

 

 

Sango and Kagome exited the last designer store. They had all the stores to themselves as the manager had shut down the mall for the day. Kagome had proceeded to max out two credit cards on clothes, shoes and accessories that would probably never leave their shopping bags. Apart from the small entourage Kagome had brought with them, some stray photographers were trailing behind them. Pictures were being snapped and curse words were being hurled at them by Kagome. Sango felt bad for the men holding the bags, they were buried beneath them, however, she was happy with her purchases. They stepped into the limo that was hired for them and made their way to the airport.

 

Inuyasha looked at himself in the full-length mirror in the bathroom. He was in a loose cotton t-shirt and loose pants. He was going to the party not to stay but to drop off her present. He could already hear the music booming from the estate and the drone of a helicopter. What the hell was going on over there? He pat his pocket to make sure the gift was in there and headed over. It was early; to 9. He swiveled on his heel and exited the bathroom.

 

Just as he had expected. The place was a mad house. There were people he didn't know and people he'd seen in movies. There were important looking people in business suits and girls in close to nothing. A d.j was mixing from a corner on the tennis court and people were dancing and socializing on top of the pool. Photographers were all over and the helicopter hovering seemed to be either a news chopper or just more photographers. Kagome was nowhere is sight. The big burly guard who had let him in had said that the house was open to him because he was on the V.I.P list so he headed that way to find her.

 

Kagome pulled up her dress. It was a Gucci strapless, knee-length straight red dress. It highlighted her porcelain skin and her pitch-black hair. On her feet she wore black and gold Jimmy woo peep toe pumps. She wore little jewelry: chandelier earrings that her father had given her mother, which had 20 thousand dollars worth of diamonds and two 14 karat gold bracelets on her wrists. Her make up and hair were done in an old Hollywood style that a makeup and hair team had thought best for her outfit. Her hair was in a loose bun with soft curls, her face was powdered and she wore dark eyeliner. On her lips a deep red, almost burgundy lipstick. Kagome felt like those porcelain china dolls. She pulled up the dress again, afraid her breasts were going to fall out. She inhaled and went out to meet her guests.

 

 

Inuyasha almost choked when he saw Kagome come out on the makeshift stage by the pool area. She looked flawless and …untouchable. Fragile. He watched her pick up the microphone and welcome the guests. She did the usually, have fun greeting and then went to mingle amidst the crowd. He had settled in the corner of the party area, under the canopy with a Grey Goose martini on the rocks. He watched the celebrity party unfold before him. She laughed with men, giggled with women, took pictures with the important people and with friends and family. She looked happy, or it could have been an act. After an hour and a half, she disappeared. He wanted to go in search of her but he saw it was useless. Even though he could go in the house, some place were still of limits. He'd just wait until the night wasted away before he approached her. She probably didn't even remember him.

 

 

Kagome was in her second out fit for the night. A baby blue silk dress from Dolce and Gabana. It was a deep vee cut all the way to her belly button. It had no back, it was a halter back and the back was cut down to her lower back. It was shin length. A very risky dress which was very dangerous to wear. One slight of breeze or slip of hand and her breast would be exposed. But she liked it and that's why she bought it. Again she wore no neckpiece and in her ears she wore small diamond knobs in all three piercing. On her hand was a very flashy charm bracelet, silver. On her feet was a pair of strappy Versachi shoes, silver with diamond and pearl stubs. The heels were stiletto and about 3.5 inches high. Her make up was light, with bronzed eye shadow and blush, a light lip-gloss and light brow eyeliner. Her hair was piled into a messy bun with curls falling at all angles of her face. The stylist spritzed her hair with sheen for the hundredth time before air kissing her off. She stood and bravely walked down the stairs to her party. There were her guests and her 4-storey cake waiting for her. She smiled and waved to people who were hooting and whistling at her. She walked to the stage and announced the cake cutting before she took her place at the cake. Camera bulbs flashed in her face as she stood with one of her closest friends and Japanese actress Ami. The huge chocolate and vanilla cake towered over them as guests counted down for the cutting. She smiled and swiped a piece before she began drinking and dancing with guests.

 

Inuyasha watched her from the very same spot he had been in for about 2 and a half hours. That dress. He wanted top rip what was left of it off her. She looked tipsy as she groped the dress up around her thighs and dance giddily atop a table with a half empty bottle of champagne. Her breasts had become dangerously close to being exposed on more than one occasion but miraculously never did. Every now and then a guy would try to dance with her but she effortlessly shoved them off the table, but not with out a sample of her colorful vocabulary. A few girls had made moves on Inuyasha, including some Japanese celebrities. He had danced with a few of them but only shortly. He always returned to the same spot to watch Kagome.

 

After another half a bottle of vodka, Kagome was escorted off the table by some friends. It was announced that she would be changed, and sobered for the last session of the party. Inuyasha saw his chance there. He snuck around to the servants' entrance of the house and made his way up to her bedroom. He heard voices and concluded that was her dressing parlor. He backed down the corridor in the dark and waited. He knew eventually she would have to come this way to get back downstairs. And she did. She emerged with a still silly grin on her face but she looked somewhat less drunk. Her hair was completely loose with a just a rhinestone studded headband clearing it from her face. This time she did wear a neckpiece; a lace choker with a green emerald in the middle. She was in a black slanted cut loose skirt. It had a Spanish flair to it. Her blouse stopped at her midriff and it was a sea green. It had puff shoulders and lace ties across the front and back, leaving the skin in the middle of the ties down her back and front exposed. It was a neat out fit. Her feet were in green and black, slippers with cross straps at the toes. She looked amazing, especially since the ties were tied in such a way that her breasts were being pushed together. Inuyasha felt a pang of desire. She began to walk down the hall to the stairs in his direction. He pressed himself into the darkness more as she stepped closer. When she was directly in front of him, he grabbed her. She opened her mouth to scream but Inuyasha pressed his palm over her mouth. He pulled her into him and did a 180 turn, pressing her between the wall and himself. She splayed a perfectly manicured hand against his chest in fear and squeezed her eyes shut. Inuyasha whispered to her.

“ Shhh! Shh! Shh! Kagome, its just me!”

She opened her eyes and peered at him in the dark. He let go off her mouth as she looked up at him. He moved his body off hers not only to free her, but also to prevent her from knowing his growing desire.

“ You came. Did you just arrive?”

“ No.” He looked around. “ Is there somewhere we can go to talk?”

She looked down the hall and the pulled him into a door down the corridor. It seemed to be a movie room of some sort. The lights were dim before kagome turned up the dimmer. She sat in a chair in the first row of seats and looked at him. Inuyasha shifted uncomfortably knowing she was still a bit drunk. Stepping away from the door he stood in front of her. He ran a hand through his hair.

“First of all. Happy birthday.”

“ You told me that already Inuyasha.” She giggled.

“ Not tonight. Anyways—“

“ I never saw you before. You just came?”

“ No. I was here from the start. I saw you throughout the whole evening and—“

“ Why didn't you come to me? I missed you! I wanted you to touch me. I miss your hands roaming all over my body. Inuyasha…” She whined. She began to hike up her skirt and giggle more. Inuyasha swallowed hard as her smooth milky thigh was being exposed.

“ I came to give you your gift.” He looked away.

“ Why are you mad at me? Why are we fighting? Huh? You left me alone!”

“ No Kagome. You ran out on me.” He turned back to her. She had taken of her slippers and was fidgeting about with the ties of her blouse.

“ Really? Why did I do that?”

“ I don't know. I was hoping to find out tonight.” Kagome looked around blankly.

“ I need something to drink.” She stood to go to a mini fridge by a bar that stood in the corner of the room. Inuyasha made a grab for her.

“ No no no. No more liquor until we talk. Think Kagome. Why did you run out on me?”

“ Oooh.” She smiled flirtatiously. “ I like they way your holding me.”

Inuyasha looked at the position they were in. She was half turned into his chest with his hands wrapped all the way around her. He loosened his grip.

“ Think Kagome.”

She went completely silent for a minute as the smile disappeared from her face. She wriggled out of his gasp and sat down. He knelt in front of her. She looked at him.

“ You made a fool of me. That's why I ran.”

“ How did I do that?”

“ Charity case. You made me feel like a charity case by pitying me when you were no better off.”

“ Pitying you?” He thought back to the day she ran. It did make sense. She left after he'd told her about his history. But God. He hadn't intended for that outcome. “ God Kagome. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make it seem like I was pitying you.”

She smiled and threw her hands up into the air.

“ That's right! No one pities Kagome Higurashi and gets away with it!”

Inuyasha sighed. He was slightly happy she was tipsy. Else this would have been a lot harder. He fished into his pockets for her gift but she threw her hand around his neck. “ Now we have make-up sex!” She slurred.

“ No Kagome. You have to get back to your party.”

In truth, he would have wanted nothing more than to strip her naked and plunge himself into her but he wanted her sober and right now she looked ready to retch.

He took her hands from around his shoulders and pressed her back into the chair. She looked at him slightly confused. He took out the jewelry box out of his pocket and handed it to her.

“ Whose is it?” she asked fingering the dark blue velvet box with a stylish `T' on the front.

“ Its for you. Open it.”

“ For me?” She smiled “ You shouldn't have.” She snorted. She opened the box and gasped. In the soft white lining of the box was a necklace. The link was plain enough but on the pendant was a large cut pink diamond surrounded by smaller white diamonds. She took it out and hung the chain off her index finger.

“ Motherfucker….” She was in shock. She seemed almost sober.

“ Do you like it?” Inuyasha asked. She twirled the necklace.

“ Are you serious? What is the link?”

“ White gold.”

She dropped the necklace back in the box. “ I can't take this. Are you crazy?”

“ Well. I can't wear it. It's too girly and…” he took it out of the box and reached up behind her neck to put it on her. “ its already engraved to you.”

He latched it and leaned back. Her breathing shallowed. She looked at him solemnly.

“ But I didn't get you anything!” That's how Inuyasha knew she was still drunk.

“ Its ok. It's your birthday. Live it up.”

She reached up and unhooked the choker she was wearing. She handed it to him.

“ Here. Keep this for me. And thank you. I love it.” She touched the pendant before putting on her slippers and standing. “ I'm going down now.”

“ Will you be alright to go down?”

“ I'm cool.” Inuyasha watched her wobble to the door before he trailed after her. He made sure she made it down the stairs and outside before he disappeared into the crowd.

 

A/N: The reason why I gave this chapter this name is because they going to start all over again from the top. Inuyasha is going to have to find away to make up properly with her before she leaves. But will this story be over when she leaves??? Hmmm? I wonder.