InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Difference between Wanting and Needing ❯ Chapter 6 ( Chapter 6 )
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By: bebe_jinx 
Finally they go somewhere
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 09.07.2004 | Pages: 3 | Words: 4.8K | Visits: 587 | Status: Completed
Finally they go somewhere
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 09.07.2004 | Pages: 3 | Words: 4.8K | Visits: 587 | Status: Completed
A/N: I just wanna thank everyone for reading my story and all those comments mean a lot to me. I also have to thank the CDs of Something Corporate's North and Death Cab for Cutie's Transat..... (Sorry can't spell that damn CD name) I also reserve the right to edit this at anytime. I'm not too happy with Inu's character right now.
Disclaimer : not mine.
Difference between Wanting and Needing
Chapter 6
Stupid Kagome .
That was the thought repeatedly bouncing around Inuyasha's very disgruntled mind throughout the day. He kicked an empty soda can and heard it scuttle down the street breaking the calm of chirping birds and the hum of electric lines. The midday sun was burning down his back only occasionally broken by a subtle breeze. But it wasn't like Inuyasha even noticed the heat forcing the sweat the pop up on his brow and lip. He was far too concentrated on the ball of anger rumbling in the pit of his stomach.
Why hasn't she been to school ?
It had been three days and Kagome had not set one foot on the school campus. Seventy-two hours that Inuyasha had to stare at her empty seat and wonder just where she was. Instead of seeing glossy black hair in his view there was nothing but a regular old chipped seat and desk. During class that day, to much of his annoyance, Inuyasha realized he missed seeing her shiny black head bowed in certain concentration scanning numbers; something he had seen when she had come over to his house. He missed seeing the back of her pale legs and hearing the slight bobble in her voice when she had to answer a question in class out loud.
Damn her Inuyasha really didn't know who to be more angry with at the moment. Him or her. Her because she was the one who had persisted on making sure they go to school together. It was also her that seemed to have latched onto him; making him talk to her all the time. Her because she was the one who also got him to feel somewhat better about himself. Her because in few short weeks they had been hanging out she had actually gotten him to care weather or not he saw her.
Or himself because he had allowed it to happen in the first place.
He was the one who didn't stop her from tagging along with him on the way to school. He also didn't put a stop to all the conversation she seemed so determined to involve him in. He was the one who didn't mind her presence and began to really see her as someone he could have something in common with and enjoy being with. He was also the one that was skipping the rest of school to walk to her house and hand deliver a stack of Calculus homework.
He just couldn't concentrate anymore. Nothing was going right for him since the week had started. He had been late to school again. He hadn't done his homework again. He had detention that very same day but knew he would never show up because at the moment he just couldn't put it in himself to give a fuck.
She was in his mind more than Inuyasha was comfortable with. He didn't know when it had become like this. How long had they known each other? And just now he was getting to know her. He remembered when she could be gone for a week and he not even notice until Miroku or Sango said something and he realized that there was one body missing. She had been just that. A body that talked at times and said things but not anything to really get himself involved with.
Inuyasha took the steps to Kagome's house, following the route almost by memorization. How many times had this been done? Him walking to Kagome's following Miroku and Sango like some puppy, scowling about how much he didn't want to go. He would admit that at times he did have fun and it was just more about him being difficult than anything else.
Ringing her doorbell, Inuyasha noticed he was far too nervous for his liking. It's just Kagome. But the fact was it wasn't just Kagome. It had stopped being just Kagome since Sango's party
The young man forced the thought away for the moment. He didn't need to become even more angry when she answered the door.
No one answered the door but Inuyasha wouldn't let something as little as no one home stop him from seeing Kagome. So he did the only thing he could he plopped down on her front step and silently thought the time away.
He couldn't quite understand why he was sitting there waiting for her. Why he felt he had tohe just was. Stupid Kagome. He had told himself to stay away from girls and here he was waiting for one.
But is this any different ?
Inuyasha would not like to think he was acting as if this were Kikyo.
The thought of her turned down the burner of his anger. She had been at Sango's party. No one had to tell him that she had been in the backyard surrounded by the same gaggle of girls. He had felt the click of compromise and recognition between them when their eyes meet. He had seen the silent request of her mouth asking her friends to leave her alone.
--You shouldn't still be angry with me. I don't want you to be angry with me anymore.
But he had a right didn't he? She had nearly used him to get, what she deemed, a greater understanding of herself. She had seen him as a vehicle of learning more about herself and after that he was nothing.
--That doesn't mean it didn't mean anything. You still mean something to me. Because of this we still mean something to each other.
Inuyasha wasn't so sure he believed that anymore. She was speaking but all he could hear was his own voice telling him not to believe what she said. As he watched her speak, he realized words seemed to pour from her mouth far too easily like she had already known what she was going to say. Like she was just waiting and ready for this moment.
--I still care. Can't we just go back to what we were before? I can. Can't you?
No . He had decided that a long time ago. He knew that the moment they changed. Why didn't she? If she knew him she would have known nothing could have went back to what it was before. If it could he would gladly forget her and everything that happened. He would gladly never remember what he felt when she walked away with Naraku. He would blind himself to the hate and the confusion and the hurt that overcame him when he saw her surrounded by her friends.
It was nearly a mirror to Kagome.
He had seen her walk away with Naraku after she ran away from him. And the only thing that was more surprising than that was the fact that it almost felt like Kikyo again.
And Inuyasha had no idea why.
"What are you doing here?" said a female's irritated voice.
Inuyasha turned his head sharply to his right and was greeted with the sight of a very well Kagome dressed in jeans and a nice shirt. Normally, Inuyasha would be happy with seeing her and would have felt a bit of relief at the fact that she wasn't sick.
He would have, if he hadn't realized that Kagome looked like she had just come back from shopping. In her hand was dark blue glossy bag that Inuyasha recognized from a shop in Ginza.
"Where did you come from?" he asked eyeing the package. He knew the place was an expensive girl shop.
Kagome blinked at him surprised with his question but ignored it, not wanting to answer. "What do you want?" she asked again her voice dripping with contempt.
Standing up in front of her, he realized she was wearing heels. She was almost at his eye level and staring at him steadily with very angry eyes. "You answer me. Where were you? I've been sitting out here; waiting! You're not even sick! You've just been lying-"
"I don't have to tell you anything Inuyasha." Interrupted Kagome; stopping his tirade. "You don't own me." She finished with as she side-stepped him to get to her door. Bringing out her keys to unlock the front door she heard the rustle of paper.
"Wait!" Inuyasha shouted. Kagome paused, door unlocked and keys hanging limply from her hand. She seemed to take a breath before turning to look at what he wanted.
"Here's your damn homework." Inuyasha said dropping the stack of papers into her open shopping bag. "Sango thinks you're really sick. You could have told us that you weren't, we are your friends." He snapped.
He had expected her to jump on him about not having to tell them everything but she seemed to be looking into his eyes; looking. She blinked and turned her attention to the ground, almost weighing the words Inuyasha threw out. He heard her breath out in a whisper, "Friends"
"Kagome?" a very confused Inuyasha asked. She wouldn't look at him as he bent lower to peer at her face that was still turned to the ground.
The young girl raised her gaze and Inuyasha saw the glassy look of tears surface. "You're so fustrating Inuyasha! I-I'll talk to you later." She stuttered taking a step back from him and thumping against the wall.
"Kagome?!" Inuyasha shouted in alarm before grabbing her arm. He wasn't letting her leave before she explained why she was suddenly so upset.
Ripping her arm from his grasp she turned on her heels and said more to the door than Inuyasha's face, "I'll go to school tomorrow. Bye." And then promptly shut the door in his face.
Inuyasha stared at the dark brown door, mildly shocked and completely confused.
Kagome dropped her shopping bag down at the door and quickly turned to lock the door. She remained still wondering if she would be able to hear Inuyasha walk away. She peered through the tiny door hole, squinting trying to make out just what Inuyasha was doing. He was standing there motionless and Kagome could barely make out his facial features but he almost looked sad.
She took a step back and shook her head. What does he have to be sad about ?
Kagome picked up her shopping bag and turned towards her room. It was far too early for anyone to be home. The silence of her house was almost welcomed and Inuyasha's visit had only reminded her why she hadn't been to school for three days.
Maybe she shouldn't have disappeared on Sango but she just didn't want to talk about it with anyone. Sango would want to know why she wanted to skip out on school, she would want to know what was wrong; it would just lead to what had happened at her party. She didn't need Sango's pity, she didn't want Miroku to try to talk to Inuyasha and make him see that maybe Kagome wouldn't be a bad choice to be with instead of Kikyo.
Least of all she didn't want to explain about Kikyo. Kagome felt she would have to tell them why she felt such animosity towards a person she hadn't spoken to for nearly eight years. She would spit if she found out Sango had told Miroku about Kikyoand her friend would to try to get both of the boys to understand why anyone would be better than her.
She just didn't want to deal with it. The best way from having anything happen was to avoid it. At least that was the way Kagome saw it.
Kagome dropped her things upon her bed, letting the items spill from the gauzy blue bag. She starred at the new items with almost contempt and already knew she would probably never wear them.
She had met him two days ago at the bookstore of all places. She had been turning the pages in a magazine when he had bumped into her reaching for the car magazine that was standing on the shelf in front of her .
His name was Yoji and he was twenty, a university student visiting his parents for the week. He was studying to be a computer geek for some company Kagome had never heard of. He was also fluent in English but had never been to America, although someday he did want to go to Hawaii.
Yoji had one younger sister. His family also lived with his grandmother and her two cats. He never came home but had this time on a whim and was very glad he did because then he wouldn't have been in that bookstore at that time, reaching for that magazine at the exact time that Kagome was standing reading her magazine.
He had clear dark eyes, and hair that was almost as shiny as hers. He was taller than her in her highest heels and seemed to dress better than her even on her good days.
Today he had wanted to take her to Ginza and shop around some. Of course being in Ginza meant Kagome just had to stop at Mardi Gras, a very cool boutique that had some very rare and wonderful clothes.
It had been a great date. Really.
Kagome starred at the bag in almost defeat. She couldn't let this day turn even more sour because of Inuyasha. She began taking out the clothes she bought. There was nothing wrong with them and she had liked them enough when she had bought them.
I'm not about to let Inuyasha ruin anything. Why did he come any? He could have just given the work to Sango.
Changing out of her clothing, Kagome started to pull on the new jeans she bought; hoping it would add some satisfaction to the day and make her feel better. She turned to stare at her reflection in the full length mirror hanging on her closet door. The jeans looked just as nice as they did a couple of hours ago in the store dressing room. but there was none of the satisfaction she had been hoping for.
She stared at herself not liking one bit the face that looked at her. She was frowning without knowing it and her forehead was creased in agitation. I don't want him to have this effect on me. Why can't I stop caring?
Maybe I should just act like nothing ever happened. I never tried to kiss him. And he never brushed me off.
"Am I making a big deal out of this?" she asked her reflection a loud.
It wasn't like they were ever dating. He never gave a clue about what he felt for her other than a friend. Maybe she had been out of line trying to kiss him. Maybe they could go back to being friends.
What if he still is with Kikyo ?
Kagome had been doing a great job avoiding the thought of Kikyo. But having her trip through her thoughts did nothing but leave a sour taste in her mouth and an anwer in her mind.
It still doesn't matter .
The temperature was finally cooling down as Inuyasha sat sighing. The sun was silently falling on the horizon creating natural hues of orange and violet swirling with faint lines of blue. A breeze rustled leaves and branches before rolling over Inuyasha's slightly sweaty skin, cooling it. The young teen sat staring out wondering to him self just what he would do. He had hoped working on the shingles of the shrine would help his mind clear. But now he was just tired and confused sitting on the broken shrine roof.
He had walked him from Kagome's very irritated; Kagome's behavior, his feelings, the fact he didn't know what was going on with her had done nothing but push him. Myouga had reminded him to fix the shingles of the shrine and Inuyasha had just nearly bitten off the old man's head before stomping outside into the stinging heat that seemed to pale in comparison to what was boiling inside him. He had known it would need to be finished but that didn't mean he would want to do it.
Besides having to do this was like a precursor to what was coming up. It was almost tourist season. It was almost time for Inuyasha to crack a smile and be polite to people he would rather trip into a muddy gutter. Before his parents died the shrine had been private solely for family and friends but with his father gone and his mother barely even to work, too busy trying not to let her own sorrow swallow her, the shrine had opened to the public.
She would love this right now.
Inuyasha stared out at the city that seemed to be in the process of being swallowed by the sun; everything lit in a fire that wasn't quite hot enough to burn. Aside from the occasional car honk and loud bird, the streets were just as quite when he was walking to Kagome's and home. The muteness of the city at times drove him crazy. Even the voices of his neighbors couldn't hide the silence that seemed to sink into the city.
More than once Inuyasha had been right here atop the shrine staring out into the city with Kikyo. She loved the setting sun because it was so large and just made everything else seem so small, so insignificant.
--Our problems are so small right now .
She always used the sunset to get away from whatever was bothering her. She just saw no reason to talk about anything because right then it just didn't matter.
--It's like the sun is burning the city. Like the world is ending. You know that's when people really see what's important it just doesn't matter Inuyasha.
Kikyo never wanted to answer his questions about them when the sun was setting; to her it was almost an event. Something for her to look forward to because during that time, she didn't have any problems and the only thing that mattered was what color a swirl of violet was going to change into. Every cloud turned into its own little shape and each twinge of color in the sky became a guess at just what color it truly was.
--It's rustywith little strips of plum.
She always won the description stage. And then she would always kiss him at the end telling him it was more of a 'thanks for participating prize'.
Her favorite nights were when the moon hung in the sky stuck, like someone pasted it on there. Clouds would drift behind it and Kikyo would say it was like the glue that made the moon stay. Or when the moon was dyed red it's crimson Inuyasha and it looked like someone had bled all over it before putting it out to dry.
Taking one last look at the sky that appeared to have gotten a bit dimmer, quieting the city even more, Inuyasha got up and walked to the ladder leaning against the shrine. Climbing down, his thoughts jumped back to the problem at hand.
He understood why Kagome was upset. At least he thought he did. Why didn't I just let her kiss me ? It had to be it. But Sango hadn't come up to him hitting him on the head. Her and Miroku seemed a bit clueless about what was going on with Kagome.
Why wouldn't she tell Sango ? Girls always told each other everything. At least that's what it seemed like, from the way Kikyo's friends sometimes looked at him.
There had to be something he could do. It was Kagome. He didn't want this to ruin what they had or what it seemed like they had. Besides she was on his mind far too much for them not to talk to one another again. Once she got around her head that there wasn't anything to be embarrassed about, they could go back to where they were. And he could stop thinking about her like
Like she was Kikyo.
Why didn't I let her kiss me?
Inuyasha didn't have an answer for that but he realized if he had let her he wouldn't be thinking of Kikyo right now. And Inuyasha felt some longing for that.
Kagome didn't go to school for the next two days.
It was two days of complete misery for anyone around Inuyasha. He seemed to blow at the simplest misunderstanding and the signature scowl on his face was permently etched unto his features, scarring the smooth skin and causing him to look even meaner than usual. He was repeatedly cursing and wondering about the girl in question. He had tried to go to her house again but no one had answered and regardless how long he stayed, no one showed up or opened the door.
He was so angry with himself, with her... and anyone who happend to be in his eye view. He had asked Sango about her and all she gave him was some half-assed lie about her having a virus. But Sango seemed to believe it enough, so she didn't know what was going on with Kagome either.
Inuyasha felt himself about to go insane the day he was late to school. Silently damning himself for thinking he could sleep only five minutes, when in reality it was thrity minutes. He had been having a hard time sleeping for the past couple of days and of course he was blaming it on the school girl, causing all this distress in his life. Sometime on the train to school it had begun to rain. Which just seemed to fit his mood perfectly. Hot, muggy air, nearly stifling with fat drops of rain causing the weather to be even more annoying than usual. The walk to school was only five minutes but felt like thirty trudging through raindrops that pelted him. He felt so heavy. Really there was no other way to explain just how bad he felt. He stepped over puddles that formed before his eyes, the rain as unrelenting and uncaring as the concrete it feel unto.
Stepping into his Calculus class, Inuyasha had yet again expected the seat to be unoccupied and a silent, constant reminder to what was at the moment a problem in his life. He was not expecting to see Kagome sitting there nonchalant like there was nothing wrong and everything was dandy. He stared at her in near disbelief before realizing everyone but her was looking at him in slight amusementl; Kagome was far too busy staring at a speck of dirt on her loafer.
"Mr. Mitsumari thank you for coming to class." The calculus teacher said breaking Inuyasha's concentration on willing Kagome to look up at him. "Will you please sit down and stop dripping all over my classroom floor?"
Inuyasha gave a grunt before walking to his desk his eyes subtly trained on Kagome. She hadn't lost interest yet in her shoes and was now staring in rapt fascination at a piece of fabric torn on the the side of her right brown loafer. That was the way the rest of the period proceeded. Kagome staring at one object after another, sometimes slipping to the teacher before going to something else while Inuyasha silently muttered to himself that he would talk to her after class and get things settled. He nearly gave a sigh of relief when the bell rang signaling for the class change over.
He followed her out the door and quickly walked up behind her. "We have to talk." he hissed in her ear as they walked in the hallway close to bursting with the flow of students. He grabbed her elbow, knowing she would try to run instead of face him.
A small squeak emitted out of Kagome's mouth before she felt herself being "escorted" to the closest door on thier right. Inuyasha looked inside the window of the door before turning and opening it. If the class didn't have a teacher in it now then it would probably be unoccupied for a few more hours. He pulled her through the door, noticing how heavy she seemed.
Stopping her in front of a desk he pulled away from her before jumping to his first question, "Where have you been?"
"What do you care? I'm back aren't I?" Kagome said as she sat herself on the desk top.
"Two DAYS later." he stepped up to her. "Fuck! Kagome you know you can get in shit with the school for that." Missing an unusual amount of school all at one time was enough for the school to choose to suspend or expel the student.
"I already gave a note." Trying to be as calm as possible. "It's fine. Now I am going --"
"You aren't going anywhere. You still haven't told me where you've been." he said crossing his arms, almost trying to dare her to move from her seat.
"Like I should tell you." she shot back. "Why are you so concerned? You think coming to my house once to check on me gives you the right to know where I am at all times?"
"But--"
"No. No." she said shaking her head in defiance. "Spending some time together... there's nothing." she said brokenly, her own anger welling up in her throat.
"But there is! Dammit Kagome. Why do think I stationed myself outside your damn house for two days?" Inuyasha rushed out before he could stop himself.
"No there isn't Inuyasha." she put up her hand to his chest trying to distance herself from him. He just seemed too close all of a sudden. "Just because people spend some time together doesn't mean anything." she repeated faltering slightly.
"Kagome. Listen to me." he pushed away her hand. "I do like you. Just... Why not try?" he said his anger almost deflating at the distress he could see thier conversation was having on her.
"But what about..." she looked away from him not wanting to explain.
"What?" Inuyasha said his confusion and curiousty growing.
"You don't want anyone else?" she asked suddenly looking him in the eye.
"No." his answer was quick almost to Kagome's disappiontment. And she realized that sometimes a lie was the best thing to hope for.
Kagome was silent, looking at him in comtemplation. Why am I trying so hard not to have what I want? Maybe it could be different this time. "OK then. We can try." she almost whispered still looking into his eyes. His eyes, nearly a mirror of hers, never wavering.
a/n: Can you guess what Inu is doin?? Is it just me or is Kikyo all OOC with that cloud stuff?? I'm not sure. Tell me what you think. Anyway sorry for the wait till next time people.
Disclaimer : not mine.
Difference between Wanting and Needing
Chapter 6
Stupid Kagome .
That was the thought repeatedly bouncing around Inuyasha's very disgruntled mind throughout the day. He kicked an empty soda can and heard it scuttle down the street breaking the calm of chirping birds and the hum of electric lines. The midday sun was burning down his back only occasionally broken by a subtle breeze. But it wasn't like Inuyasha even noticed the heat forcing the sweat the pop up on his brow and lip. He was far too concentrated on the ball of anger rumbling in the pit of his stomach.
Why hasn't she been to school ?
It had been three days and Kagome had not set one foot on the school campus. Seventy-two hours that Inuyasha had to stare at her empty seat and wonder just where she was. Instead of seeing glossy black hair in his view there was nothing but a regular old chipped seat and desk. During class that day, to much of his annoyance, Inuyasha realized he missed seeing her shiny black head bowed in certain concentration scanning numbers; something he had seen when she had come over to his house. He missed seeing the back of her pale legs and hearing the slight bobble in her voice when she had to answer a question in class out loud.
Damn her Inuyasha really didn't know who to be more angry with at the moment. Him or her. Her because she was the one who had persisted on making sure they go to school together. It was also her that seemed to have latched onto him; making him talk to her all the time. Her because she was the one who also got him to feel somewhat better about himself. Her because in few short weeks they had been hanging out she had actually gotten him to care weather or not he saw her.
Or himself because he had allowed it to happen in the first place.
He was the one who didn't stop her from tagging along with him on the way to school. He also didn't put a stop to all the conversation she seemed so determined to involve him in. He was the one who didn't mind her presence and began to really see her as someone he could have something in common with and enjoy being with. He was also the one that was skipping the rest of school to walk to her house and hand deliver a stack of Calculus homework.
He just couldn't concentrate anymore. Nothing was going right for him since the week had started. He had been late to school again. He hadn't done his homework again. He had detention that very same day but knew he would never show up because at the moment he just couldn't put it in himself to give a fuck.
She was in his mind more than Inuyasha was comfortable with. He didn't know when it had become like this. How long had they known each other? And just now he was getting to know her. He remembered when she could be gone for a week and he not even notice until Miroku or Sango said something and he realized that there was one body missing. She had been just that. A body that talked at times and said things but not anything to really get himself involved with.
Inuyasha took the steps to Kagome's house, following the route almost by memorization. How many times had this been done? Him walking to Kagome's following Miroku and Sango like some puppy, scowling about how much he didn't want to go. He would admit that at times he did have fun and it was just more about him being difficult than anything else.
Ringing her doorbell, Inuyasha noticed he was far too nervous for his liking. It's just Kagome. But the fact was it wasn't just Kagome. It had stopped being just Kagome since Sango's party
The young man forced the thought away for the moment. He didn't need to become even more angry when she answered the door.
No one answered the door but Inuyasha wouldn't let something as little as no one home stop him from seeing Kagome. So he did the only thing he could he plopped down on her front step and silently thought the time away.
He couldn't quite understand why he was sitting there waiting for her. Why he felt he had tohe just was. Stupid Kagome. He had told himself to stay away from girls and here he was waiting for one.
But is this any different ?
Inuyasha would not like to think he was acting as if this were Kikyo.
The thought of her turned down the burner of his anger. She had been at Sango's party. No one had to tell him that she had been in the backyard surrounded by the same gaggle of girls. He had felt the click of compromise and recognition between them when their eyes meet. He had seen the silent request of her mouth asking her friends to leave her alone.
--You shouldn't still be angry with me. I don't want you to be angry with me anymore.
But he had a right didn't he? She had nearly used him to get, what she deemed, a greater understanding of herself. She had seen him as a vehicle of learning more about herself and after that he was nothing.
--That doesn't mean it didn't mean anything. You still mean something to me. Because of this we still mean something to each other.
Inuyasha wasn't so sure he believed that anymore. She was speaking but all he could hear was his own voice telling him not to believe what she said. As he watched her speak, he realized words seemed to pour from her mouth far too easily like she had already known what she was going to say. Like she was just waiting and ready for this moment.
--I still care. Can't we just go back to what we were before? I can. Can't you?
No . He had decided that a long time ago. He knew that the moment they changed. Why didn't she? If she knew him she would have known nothing could have went back to what it was before. If it could he would gladly forget her and everything that happened. He would gladly never remember what he felt when she walked away with Naraku. He would blind himself to the hate and the confusion and the hurt that overcame him when he saw her surrounded by her friends.
It was nearly a mirror to Kagome.
He had seen her walk away with Naraku after she ran away from him. And the only thing that was more surprising than that was the fact that it almost felt like Kikyo again.
And Inuyasha had no idea why.
"What are you doing here?" said a female's irritated voice.
Inuyasha turned his head sharply to his right and was greeted with the sight of a very well Kagome dressed in jeans and a nice shirt. Normally, Inuyasha would be happy with seeing her and would have felt a bit of relief at the fact that she wasn't sick.
He would have, if he hadn't realized that Kagome looked like she had just come back from shopping. In her hand was dark blue glossy bag that Inuyasha recognized from a shop in Ginza.
"Where did you come from?" he asked eyeing the package. He knew the place was an expensive girl shop.
Kagome blinked at him surprised with his question but ignored it, not wanting to answer. "What do you want?" she asked again her voice dripping with contempt.
Standing up in front of her, he realized she was wearing heels. She was almost at his eye level and staring at him steadily with very angry eyes. "You answer me. Where were you? I've been sitting out here; waiting! You're not even sick! You've just been lying-"
"I don't have to tell you anything Inuyasha." Interrupted Kagome; stopping his tirade. "You don't own me." She finished with as she side-stepped him to get to her door. Bringing out her keys to unlock the front door she heard the rustle of paper.
"Wait!" Inuyasha shouted. Kagome paused, door unlocked and keys hanging limply from her hand. She seemed to take a breath before turning to look at what he wanted.
"Here's your damn homework." Inuyasha said dropping the stack of papers into her open shopping bag. "Sango thinks you're really sick. You could have told us that you weren't, we are your friends." He snapped.
He had expected her to jump on him about not having to tell them everything but she seemed to be looking into his eyes; looking. She blinked and turned her attention to the ground, almost weighing the words Inuyasha threw out. He heard her breath out in a whisper, "Friends"
"Kagome?" a very confused Inuyasha asked. She wouldn't look at him as he bent lower to peer at her face that was still turned to the ground.
The young girl raised her gaze and Inuyasha saw the glassy look of tears surface. "You're so fustrating Inuyasha! I-I'll talk to you later." She stuttered taking a step back from him and thumping against the wall.
"Kagome?!" Inuyasha shouted in alarm before grabbing her arm. He wasn't letting her leave before she explained why she was suddenly so upset.
Ripping her arm from his grasp she turned on her heels and said more to the door than Inuyasha's face, "I'll go to school tomorrow. Bye." And then promptly shut the door in his face.
Inuyasha stared at the dark brown door, mildly shocked and completely confused.
Kagome dropped her shopping bag down at the door and quickly turned to lock the door. She remained still wondering if she would be able to hear Inuyasha walk away. She peered through the tiny door hole, squinting trying to make out just what Inuyasha was doing. He was standing there motionless and Kagome could barely make out his facial features but he almost looked sad.
She took a step back and shook her head. What does he have to be sad about ?
Kagome picked up her shopping bag and turned towards her room. It was far too early for anyone to be home. The silence of her house was almost welcomed and Inuyasha's visit had only reminded her why she hadn't been to school for three days.
Maybe she shouldn't have disappeared on Sango but she just didn't want to talk about it with anyone. Sango would want to know why she wanted to skip out on school, she would want to know what was wrong; it would just lead to what had happened at her party. She didn't need Sango's pity, she didn't want Miroku to try to talk to Inuyasha and make him see that maybe Kagome wouldn't be a bad choice to be with instead of Kikyo.
Least of all she didn't want to explain about Kikyo. Kagome felt she would have to tell them why she felt such animosity towards a person she hadn't spoken to for nearly eight years. She would spit if she found out Sango had told Miroku about Kikyoand her friend would to try to get both of the boys to understand why anyone would be better than her.
She just didn't want to deal with it. The best way from having anything happen was to avoid it. At least that was the way Kagome saw it.
Kagome dropped her things upon her bed, letting the items spill from the gauzy blue bag. She starred at the new items with almost contempt and already knew she would probably never wear them.
She had met him two days ago at the bookstore of all places. She had been turning the pages in a magazine when he had bumped into her reaching for the car magazine that was standing on the shelf in front of her .
His name was Yoji and he was twenty, a university student visiting his parents for the week. He was studying to be a computer geek for some company Kagome had never heard of. He was also fluent in English but had never been to America, although someday he did want to go to Hawaii.
Yoji had one younger sister. His family also lived with his grandmother and her two cats. He never came home but had this time on a whim and was very glad he did because then he wouldn't have been in that bookstore at that time, reaching for that magazine at the exact time that Kagome was standing reading her magazine.
He had clear dark eyes, and hair that was almost as shiny as hers. He was taller than her in her highest heels and seemed to dress better than her even on her good days.
Today he had wanted to take her to Ginza and shop around some. Of course being in Ginza meant Kagome just had to stop at Mardi Gras, a very cool boutique that had some very rare and wonderful clothes.
It had been a great date. Really.
Kagome starred at the bag in almost defeat. She couldn't let this day turn even more sour because of Inuyasha. She began taking out the clothes she bought. There was nothing wrong with them and she had liked them enough when she had bought them.
I'm not about to let Inuyasha ruin anything. Why did he come any? He could have just given the work to Sango.
Changing out of her clothing, Kagome started to pull on the new jeans she bought; hoping it would add some satisfaction to the day and make her feel better. She turned to stare at her reflection in the full length mirror hanging on her closet door. The jeans looked just as nice as they did a couple of hours ago in the store dressing room. but there was none of the satisfaction she had been hoping for.
She stared at herself not liking one bit the face that looked at her. She was frowning without knowing it and her forehead was creased in agitation. I don't want him to have this effect on me. Why can't I stop caring?
Maybe I should just act like nothing ever happened. I never tried to kiss him. And he never brushed me off.
"Am I making a big deal out of this?" she asked her reflection a loud.
It wasn't like they were ever dating. He never gave a clue about what he felt for her other than a friend. Maybe she had been out of line trying to kiss him. Maybe they could go back to being friends.
What if he still is with Kikyo ?
Kagome had been doing a great job avoiding the thought of Kikyo. But having her trip through her thoughts did nothing but leave a sour taste in her mouth and an anwer in her mind.
It still doesn't matter .
The temperature was finally cooling down as Inuyasha sat sighing. The sun was silently falling on the horizon creating natural hues of orange and violet swirling with faint lines of blue. A breeze rustled leaves and branches before rolling over Inuyasha's slightly sweaty skin, cooling it. The young teen sat staring out wondering to him self just what he would do. He had hoped working on the shingles of the shrine would help his mind clear. But now he was just tired and confused sitting on the broken shrine roof.
He had walked him from Kagome's very irritated; Kagome's behavior, his feelings, the fact he didn't know what was going on with her had done nothing but push him. Myouga had reminded him to fix the shingles of the shrine and Inuyasha had just nearly bitten off the old man's head before stomping outside into the stinging heat that seemed to pale in comparison to what was boiling inside him. He had known it would need to be finished but that didn't mean he would want to do it.
Besides having to do this was like a precursor to what was coming up. It was almost tourist season. It was almost time for Inuyasha to crack a smile and be polite to people he would rather trip into a muddy gutter. Before his parents died the shrine had been private solely for family and friends but with his father gone and his mother barely even to work, too busy trying not to let her own sorrow swallow her, the shrine had opened to the public.
She would love this right now.
Inuyasha stared out at the city that seemed to be in the process of being swallowed by the sun; everything lit in a fire that wasn't quite hot enough to burn. Aside from the occasional car honk and loud bird, the streets were just as quite when he was walking to Kagome's and home. The muteness of the city at times drove him crazy. Even the voices of his neighbors couldn't hide the silence that seemed to sink into the city.
More than once Inuyasha had been right here atop the shrine staring out into the city with Kikyo. She loved the setting sun because it was so large and just made everything else seem so small, so insignificant.
--Our problems are so small right now .
She always used the sunset to get away from whatever was bothering her. She just saw no reason to talk about anything because right then it just didn't matter.
--It's like the sun is burning the city. Like the world is ending. You know that's when people really see what's important it just doesn't matter Inuyasha.
Kikyo never wanted to answer his questions about them when the sun was setting; to her it was almost an event. Something for her to look forward to because during that time, she didn't have any problems and the only thing that mattered was what color a swirl of violet was going to change into. Every cloud turned into its own little shape and each twinge of color in the sky became a guess at just what color it truly was.
--It's rustywith little strips of plum.
She always won the description stage. And then she would always kiss him at the end telling him it was more of a 'thanks for participating prize'.
Her favorite nights were when the moon hung in the sky stuck, like someone pasted it on there. Clouds would drift behind it and Kikyo would say it was like the glue that made the moon stay. Or when the moon was dyed red it's crimson Inuyasha and it looked like someone had bled all over it before putting it out to dry.
Taking one last look at the sky that appeared to have gotten a bit dimmer, quieting the city even more, Inuyasha got up and walked to the ladder leaning against the shrine. Climbing down, his thoughts jumped back to the problem at hand.
He understood why Kagome was upset. At least he thought he did. Why didn't I just let her kiss me ? It had to be it. But Sango hadn't come up to him hitting him on the head. Her and Miroku seemed a bit clueless about what was going on with Kagome.
Why wouldn't she tell Sango ? Girls always told each other everything. At least that's what it seemed like, from the way Kikyo's friends sometimes looked at him.
There had to be something he could do. It was Kagome. He didn't want this to ruin what they had or what it seemed like they had. Besides she was on his mind far too much for them not to talk to one another again. Once she got around her head that there wasn't anything to be embarrassed about, they could go back to where they were. And he could stop thinking about her like
Like she was Kikyo.
Why didn't I let her kiss me?
Inuyasha didn't have an answer for that but he realized if he had let her he wouldn't be thinking of Kikyo right now. And Inuyasha felt some longing for that.
Kagome didn't go to school for the next two days.
It was two days of complete misery for anyone around Inuyasha. He seemed to blow at the simplest misunderstanding and the signature scowl on his face was permently etched unto his features, scarring the smooth skin and causing him to look even meaner than usual. He was repeatedly cursing and wondering about the girl in question. He had tried to go to her house again but no one had answered and regardless how long he stayed, no one showed up or opened the door.
He was so angry with himself, with her... and anyone who happend to be in his eye view. He had asked Sango about her and all she gave him was some half-assed lie about her having a virus. But Sango seemed to believe it enough, so she didn't know what was going on with Kagome either.
Inuyasha felt himself about to go insane the day he was late to school. Silently damning himself for thinking he could sleep only five minutes, when in reality it was thrity minutes. He had been having a hard time sleeping for the past couple of days and of course he was blaming it on the school girl, causing all this distress in his life. Sometime on the train to school it had begun to rain. Which just seemed to fit his mood perfectly. Hot, muggy air, nearly stifling with fat drops of rain causing the weather to be even more annoying than usual. The walk to school was only five minutes but felt like thirty trudging through raindrops that pelted him. He felt so heavy. Really there was no other way to explain just how bad he felt. He stepped over puddles that formed before his eyes, the rain as unrelenting and uncaring as the concrete it feel unto.
Stepping into his Calculus class, Inuyasha had yet again expected the seat to be unoccupied and a silent, constant reminder to what was at the moment a problem in his life. He was not expecting to see Kagome sitting there nonchalant like there was nothing wrong and everything was dandy. He stared at her in near disbelief before realizing everyone but her was looking at him in slight amusementl; Kagome was far too busy staring at a speck of dirt on her loafer.
"Mr. Mitsumari thank you for coming to class." The calculus teacher said breaking Inuyasha's concentration on willing Kagome to look up at him. "Will you please sit down and stop dripping all over my classroom floor?"
Inuyasha gave a grunt before walking to his desk his eyes subtly trained on Kagome. She hadn't lost interest yet in her shoes and was now staring in rapt fascination at a piece of fabric torn on the the side of her right brown loafer. That was the way the rest of the period proceeded. Kagome staring at one object after another, sometimes slipping to the teacher before going to something else while Inuyasha silently muttered to himself that he would talk to her after class and get things settled. He nearly gave a sigh of relief when the bell rang signaling for the class change over.
He followed her out the door and quickly walked up behind her. "We have to talk." he hissed in her ear as they walked in the hallway close to bursting with the flow of students. He grabbed her elbow, knowing she would try to run instead of face him.
A small squeak emitted out of Kagome's mouth before she felt herself being "escorted" to the closest door on thier right. Inuyasha looked inside the window of the door before turning and opening it. If the class didn't have a teacher in it now then it would probably be unoccupied for a few more hours. He pulled her through the door, noticing how heavy she seemed.
Stopping her in front of a desk he pulled away from her before jumping to his first question, "Where have you been?"
"What do you care? I'm back aren't I?" Kagome said as she sat herself on the desk top.
"Two DAYS later." he stepped up to her. "Fuck! Kagome you know you can get in shit with the school for that." Missing an unusual amount of school all at one time was enough for the school to choose to suspend or expel the student.
"I already gave a note." Trying to be as calm as possible. "It's fine. Now I am going --"
"You aren't going anywhere. You still haven't told me where you've been." he said crossing his arms, almost trying to dare her to move from her seat.
"Like I should tell you." she shot back. "Why are you so concerned? You think coming to my house once to check on me gives you the right to know where I am at all times?"
"But--"
"No. No." she said shaking her head in defiance. "Spending some time together... there's nothing." she said brokenly, her own anger welling up in her throat.
"But there is! Dammit Kagome. Why do think I stationed myself outside your damn house for two days?" Inuyasha rushed out before he could stop himself.
"No there isn't Inuyasha." she put up her hand to his chest trying to distance herself from him. He just seemed too close all of a sudden. "Just because people spend some time together doesn't mean anything." she repeated faltering slightly.
"Kagome. Listen to me." he pushed away her hand. "I do like you. Just... Why not try?" he said his anger almost deflating at the distress he could see thier conversation was having on her.
"But what about..." she looked away from him not wanting to explain.
"What?" Inuyasha said his confusion and curiousty growing.
"You don't want anyone else?" she asked suddenly looking him in the eye.
"No." his answer was quick almost to Kagome's disappiontment. And she realized that sometimes a lie was the best thing to hope for.
Kagome was silent, looking at him in comtemplation. Why am I trying so hard not to have what I want? Maybe it could be different this time. "OK then. We can try." she almost whispered still looking into his eyes. His eyes, nearly a mirror of hers, never wavering.
a/n: Can you guess what Inu is doin?? Is it just me or is Kikyo all OOC with that cloud stuff?? I'm not sure. Tell me what you think. Anyway sorry for the wait till next time people.