InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Deep Wounds ❯ Unfounded Reasoning Of The Tragic Teenage Roomies ( Chapter 7 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
Kagome shivered uncontrollably as she made her way down the sidewalk that was slick with rain and hail. Halfway to Main Street, the temperature dropped dramatically and she began to get pelted by painful hail. Even now the occasionally hail streak beat against her face and the path was so slippery she had fallen several times. It was dark as well, with few streetlights to guide her in the early hours of the morning.
She looked at the slip of paper carefully, it soaked as well and the ink running, which made the writing barely legible. She put the paper back in her pocket and stared at a building in front of her and sighed with relief. It was his, and she knew she could finally get out of the downpour as well as get the heavy burden of her things off of her back. She would be able to sleep as well.
She let out a deep sigh and pushed open the doors before making her way up the three flights of stairs. When she made it to his floor, she had to stop and sit down. With all the weight she carried and the fact that she had been up since six o'clock that morning caused her to feel completely exhausted. Her shoulders and legs ached from the climb and she was sore from all the times she had fallen before getting inside. She was also freezing down to the bone and the hallways inside the building weren't as well heated as she had hoped.
Somehow, she managed to get up off the floor and slink her way down the hall to InuYasha's apartment. She dropped her bags next to the door and rubbed her weary eyes before rapping on the door in front of her. She waited a few minutes and heard no noise from within, so she knocked again with a little more effort. She waited again, but heard nothing still.
However, she could feel herself wobbling on her feet and the shiver caused by her wet clothes and the chilly hall only made her feel worse. So, she sat down and leaned against her things, slowly drifting into sleep. She figured that if no one answered now, she would wait until morning and try again. Soon, she didn't have the effort to even open her eyes again when she heard the lock click on the door.
“Kags?” InuYasha asked in a half asleep voice and wearing nothing more than a pair of red and black striped boxers. He was leaning out of his doorway now after being woken up by her knocking and saw her soaked and half asleep herself with a bunch of bags with her. “What the hell are you doing here at this ungodly hour of the night?”
“I thought I'd take you up on your offer.” she said, trying to create a joke to offset the odd situation. The truth was, she wished he would let her in soon so that she could change into something dry before she got sick.
“C, c'mon in.” he said, opening the door further and stumbling back out of her way. She nodded and picked up her things, which felt ten times heavier than when she had set them down. However, she managed to drag them into the dark apartment and drop them next to his beat up couch.
“Look at you. You must be freezing.” he said as he flipped on a light and saw that she was soaked from head to toe. “How long were you out in the rain?”
“A couple of hours. I got turned around in the dark and had to back track before I finally found this place.” she told him as she rubbed her shoulders.
“The bathrooms at the end of the hall.” he told her, pointing down a darkened short corridor. “You can dry off and change into some warmer clothes in there.”
She nodded and got a pair of pajamas out of her bag before heading to where he directed. She dried off and changed before returning to the living room where InuYasha was busy clearing junk off of the couch. He looked up and saw that she had tied her hair into a low ponytail and wore a pair of dark green pajama bottoms and a loose black t-shirt.
“I don't have an extra bed, so I'll sleep out on the couch and you can take mine.” he told her and he finished moving his clutter.
“No, I don't want to put you out. I'll take the couch.” she said with a weak smile before letting out a huge yawn.
“All right, doesn't matter to me. Just as long as I can go back to sleep.” he said, yawning himself before slinking down the hall and into one of the rooms. Kagome smiled again and pulled out her pillows and her blanket and tossed them on the couch before shutting off the light. Then she too went to bed, curling up beneath her blanket and feeling snug and warm before she fell deep asleep.
---The Next Morning---
Kagome found herself being pulled from a pleasant sleep when she felt something heavy climb up on her and sit on her stomach. She groaned and tried to roll over, but couldn't with the weight on her stomach. Instead, she yanked one of the pillows out from under her head and covered her face, hoping that it would make the nuisance go away. However, it didn't and she felt the thing shake her lightly in attempts to wake her.
“Souta…sleep…go.” she mumbled after picking up the pillow off of her head before dropping it down on her face again.
“I'm not Souta.” said a voice that wasn't her brothers. “I'm Shippo, silly.”
That was when she realized that she was no longer at home. This made her toss the pillow to the floor and open her eyes, which were blinded by the morning light. Sitting on her was a cheery-faced red-headed little boy who smiled at her happily before hopping off so she could sit up. When she did, the little boy hopped into her lap and looked up at her.
“Sorry about that squirt.” Kagome said as she ruffled his hair. “I thought you were my rotten brother.”
“S'okay.” he said to her. “Can you make me a bowl of cereal? Yasha is still asleep an' I'm kinda hungry. He says I'm not allowed to play in the kitchen `lone anymore.”
“Sure. Lead the way.” she said as she stood up and stretched out. Shippo smiled brightly and nodded before bounding off of the couch. She followed him into the kitchen and watched as he sat down in one of the chairs. She looked at the cupboards a moment before realizing that she had absolutely no idea where anything was. During all this, Shippo had been watching her with interest. It must have been very unusual to him to have her there.
“The bowls are in the cupboard on the far lef' and the cereal is in the far right one.” he told her after she just stood there. “Spoons are in the drawer by the sink.”
“Thanks.” she said as she prepared the cereal for him. When she went to the fridge to get out the milk, her nose was barraged by the smell of old food. She grabbed the milk jug and opened it, sniffing it gingerly to make sure it wasn't rotten. It was fine, so she poured the small remaining amount on his cereal and set it in front of him.
“Thank you Kagome!” he said brightly, digging into the food. She stood there watching him with amusement before looking around the kitchen. The entire apartment was more or less a sty, but that could be expected of two guys. She mentally laughed at the thought and went to her bags of things, pulling out clean clothing for the day.
“I'm going to go change. Don't get into any trouble.” she joked, looking back at Shippo who was contently eating his breakfast.
“Okies!” he said, his mouth full of food. She laughed lightly and walked towards the bathroom. Of course, as she did, she could hear loud, deep-throated snores coming from InuYasha's room which only made her laugh more. She wondered if she should try and wake him or just let him get up on his own.
She thought on that as she changed into a pair of black boot-cut jeans and a black spaghetti strap tank top with a long-sleeved dark pink mesh top to go over it. After that she retied her hair in a low ponytail like she had the night before and wrapped a black bandana spotted with pink. All in all it gave her a country girl look, but it would suit her for what she had planned. Her decision was that she would let InuYasha sleep. She didn't know whether he was a grump in the morning or not and didn't want to find out the hard way. So, she passed him by and went to check on Shippo.
He had finished eating and had now glued himself within inches of the television screen for some Saturday morning cartoons. She saw that the little boy had just left his bowl sitting on the table and shook her head before picking it up and setting it in the sink with the towering pile of other dirty dishes.
Once done with that, she went to the couch and folded up her blanket, setting her pillows on top of that and leaving them at the end of the couch. Sighing, she flopped down next to them and attempted to glance around the child. However, her efforts were in vain. So, she decided to get a head start on her plans for the day.
Since she would probably be staying with the two for a while, she thought it might be a nice idea to pick up the messy apartment. After all, she doubted InuYasha would let her get a job and help pay rent. She returned to the kitchen and began setting the dirty dishes on the counter, cringing at the less than pleasant odor wafting off of them. Once they were out, she rinsed the muck from the sink and plugged the drain before running hot water. She added soap to it and let the bubbles build up before beginning to scrub away at the mass of moldy dishware.
As she went about her self-appointed task, a half awake young man came stumbling out of his bedroom, still in nothing more than his boxers. She glanced back and watched as he plopped lazily on the couch and attempted to see around Shippo like she had done. He, too, failed miserably at that endeavor and drug himself into the kitchen.
He seemed completely oblivious to the fact that she was in the same room, let alone the same apartment as him. He slowly opened the fridge and stared into it for nearly five minutes before he grabbed out a nearly empty jug of apple juice and opened it. He began drinking out of it when Kagome got a rotten idea in her head.
She wound up the towel that she had on her shoulder and whipped him in the rear end, saying to him. “You know, it's healthier to use a glass. And low and behold, you actually have some clean ones.”
He jumped and briefly choked on the juice as he swiveled on his heels to face her. “Jeez! Give a man some warning.”
“That was your warning.” she said with a smirk. “Besides, you were the one stumbling around the face like a zombie.”
“Whatever. Just don't do that again, please.” he requested, putting the juice back in the fridge-without the top.
“Spoil sport.” she teased before returning to the dishes, which had begun to turn the water a dingy brown that made her grimace. InuYasha had already disappeared to get dressed for work and noticed this when he came back out.
“Kags, you don't have to do that.” he said, trying to pull her hands from the water. “You're a guest.”
“Ah, that may be.” she told him, pulling loose from his grip. “But if I don't do them, they may never get clean. Besides, I wanted to help out.”
“Hey, I was planning on picking up.” he said, looking around the ungodly chaotic apartment. “Eventually.”
“Right.” she said in a slightly sarcastic tone.
“Well, whatever. I got to get to work, I'll be back in a little bit.” he told her, tying his long hair back in a ponytail.
“Ok.” she said, pulling out a short list of food she'd written out while he was changing. “Hey, on your way back, pick up these groceries. You have almost no food left in this place.”
“We do too.” he told her.
“Yes, but the food here isn't edible, unless brown and green cheese is a favorite of yours.” she responded, opening the fridge and holding up the package for him. He cringed in disgust and nodded in defeat, taking the list from her and stuffing it in his pocket.
“Later.” he told them before disappearing out of the door.
---Later That Day---
InuYasha came home with a plethora of bags in hand, which he promptly dropped onto the coffee table in the living room. He looked around finding that he Kagome and Shippo were nowhere in sight. He walked down the hall and heard noises coming from the boy's room. When he got there, he was amazed by what he saw.
The entire room was spotless, except for the few toys left on the floor that Kagome was just now picking up. It really surprised him, he had never seen the apartment that clean, not even when they first moved in. Kagome noticed him as she turned to go out the door and smiled cheerfully.
“So, did you get the groceries?” she asked him, passing him as she went out the door and spotted them on the table in the living room.
“Yea.” he replied, looking around and noticing that he hadn't seen Shippo yet. “Where's the kid?”
“In the tub.” she told him as she grabbed the bags and went to the kitchen, setting the bags on the counter and turning back to him. “Do you ever tell him to bathe? That is the dirtiest child I've ever met.”
“He does, occasionally.” InuYasha replied, walking into the kitchen and cringing slightly as a smell of citrus bored into his nose. “Ech, what stinks like lemons?”
“That, my dear friend, is what clean smells like.” she answered, shooing him from the kitchen after that and going about putting the groceries away. She was on the last bag, and was surprised by what she found filling half of the bag. “Do you think you got enough ramen?”
“You can never have enough ramen.” he told her with a smile, turning his attention back to his show while she simply shook her head and went back to what she was doing. Shippo joined his uncle on the couch, now fully clean from head to toe. Soon after, they had a nice dinner that Kagome made for them. Shippo fell asleep and InuYasha tucked him in bed while Kagome cleaned up the dinner mess.
Finally, it was getting late, and Kagome was bushed from all the cleaning that she had done that day. She had scrubbed the kitchen, managing to clean away grime that had probably been there for years. She picked up all of the boys' junk and put it in its proper places. She had vacuumed all of the floors and had to empty the bag twice before they came clean. She had even scrubbed the walls and windows. However, there was one room that she hadn't cleaned: InuYasha's.
When she went to clean that room, she was greeted by a god awful stench that had made her gag and shut the door. No way was she going to even try to clear that room out. She'd see to it that InuYasha did it himself. Powerful were the persuasion techniques of a woman. The thought made her smile as she changed into her pajamas from the night before and trudged to the couch for some well needed rest. However, that would soon be dashed, as InuYasha sat comfortable lounging on the couch watching some quality late night television.
“You, time to vacate. I want sleep.” she said, walking over to him and nudging him. He looked over and pushed her away lightly. She yawned and flopped down next to him, nudging him again. “Shoo.”
“I wanna see the end of my show. Go sleep in my room.” he told her, rolling his head toward the direction of his door. Kagome cringed at the thought of sleeping in that stink pit and looked away. No way was that going to happen.
“Nuh uh.” she responded, pushing him a little less lightly. “I already said I won't put you out, and it stinks like something died in there.”
When he still didn't move, she snatched the remote away and flipped the television set off. His jaw dropped slightly and he grabbed on of her pillows from the pile, smacking her playfully on the head with it. She gasped and grabbed her other one, hitting him back with it. Soon, the two were in the middle of the living room in fighting stances.
“You and me.” she said, smirking as she swung the pillow in her hand. “Loser has to go sleep in the stink pit.”
“You're on.” he said, swinging the pillow at her. Before he new what was happening, she had dropped the pillow and had tackled him. She sat on his chest and began tickling him profusely as he desperately tried to push her off of him. They rolled around, grabbing hair and limbs. At one point, Kagome had gotten a hold of his ankle and bitten him, making the boy jump.
Soon, InuYasha found himself sitting on her, holding her hands above her head and keeping her from struggling. He smiled down at her and felt himself getting drawn to her. Before either knew it, they were locked in a small, tender kiss. Of course, once InuYasha realized what he was doing, jumped up off of the girl and turned a bright shade of pink.
“Fine, fine.” he said in a meek voice, feeling quite embarrassed by the encounter. “I'm going.”
Before she knew it, InuYasha was gone and she just lay there on the floor a few moments as she collected her thoughts on what had just happened. She, too, had turned a darker shade and found her quite surprised by InuYasha's display of emotion. However, she wasn't offended or anything of the like, she enjoyed it. It was the first time in ages she had felt her heart swell with an unknown flutter.
Eventually she got up off of the floor and collected her pillows, dropping them down on the couch and shutting off the light. She laid down on the couch and covered up before drifting into a light sleep. Yet, she never truly fell asleep. It was more as if she had waited until her companions had both gone to sleep before she found herself drawn to get up out of her own bed.
She made her way into the kitchen, a strange and almost addictive tingling rising up her spine as she approached the silverware drawer. She carefully slid it open, shrinking back when it squeaked before it was fully open. From there, she squinted in the dark and found the object of her choosing. It was one of the nicer kitchen knives InuYasha owned. Stainless steal and hardly used from what she could tell, so the blade would be nice and sharp still.
Carefully she rolled up her sleeve to reveal her marred arm and cut into the tender flesh. Honestly, she had no idea why she was doing it. It was almost as if, even though she had nothing to drive her to it, it was a part of her and she needed it like an addict needed their drugs. That was what she was, and addict of cutting. Even if she wasn't hurting, she couldn't stop so easily. In the recesses of her mind, she questioned it all, but she was so engrossed in her task that she didn't care.
Finally, she finished and dropped the knife into the sink, running the water over it to hide her tracks before running her own arm beneath the faucet. After that, she went to her bag and grabbed a skin colored gauze bandage and wrapped it around her wounds. From there, she laid down to sleep once again, now finally free to dote on her reasons why.
Could it have been the kiss? No, I doubt that. Am I just depraved and stupid, or is there something more to it? I wish I wasn't burdened with this hindrance. InuYashatries so hard to help me, yet I do the very thing he is trying to stop. I can't help but think that I'm beyond help. I care about him, he's my friend. I just hope that I don't become an inconvenience to him. I couldn't stand it if I did. What were we both thinking when we locked lips? Was he disgusted? Did he think I was? Even thought it was so awkward and new. I liked it, I really liked it.
---Earlier---
InuYasha shut the door behind him and sighed deeply before slinking over to his bed and sitting. He held his head in his hands and shut his eyes in defeat. What was I thinking? I KISSED HER! She must think I'm some kind of depraved freak. NO! She's my friend, she wouldn't think that. She was just so beautiful lying there. She looked so happy for once. I had made that happen! I couldn't help but want to. Those warm brown eyes, her soft and graceful features. She's just so, so IDEAL. I've never met another girl like her before. I just hope I haven't fucked anything up too badly.
He raised his head again and walked over to his closet, lifting up a loose piece of carpeting in the corner before prying open a floorboard. This opened into a space large enough for a narrow wooden box, which he carefully removed from the hiding place. Opening it, he felt a sense of calm fall over him. Inside was a small amount of his holy substance, cocaine.
He prepared everything for its use, and soon snorted it up, feeling that instant feeling of numbness and forgetfulness. He put the box back in its safe spot. Shippo had gotten smarter and began questioning things as well as getting into things that might harm him. So InuYasha kept his sin well hidden from the innocent boy, not wanting to corrupt him. Casually he slipped into a blank state of being and turned off the bedroom light that had started to make his eyes burn. He went and laid down on his bed, staring at the dingy ceiling as a few randomly coherent thoughts splashed in his mind.
I don't know why I do this. I wonder if this is how Kagome feels with her own problem. Maybe it was fate that we met. To help each other. I'm not sure. After all, she doesn't know about my own senseless problems. What if she does find out eventually? Will she run away from me as well? She has enough of her own problems, why should she have to try and deal with mine as well? I just wish we were both through this. I wish running away could actually solve those problems. Just drop everything that we have now and go somewhere where our pasts are just that, the past. Although, starting anew can never last. Somehow, something always comes along to screw it up.