InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Eyes Like Yours ❯ Chapter 13 ( Chapter 13 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: DarkCrystalis 
N/A.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Comedy / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 09.15.2005 | Updated On: 04.02.2006 | Pages: 4 | Words: 2.7K | Visits: 1.3K | Status: Completed
N/A.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Comedy / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 09.15.2005 | Updated On: 04.02.2006 | Pages: 4 | Words: 2.7K | Visits: 1.3K | Status: Completed
Eyes Like Yours
By: DarkCrystalis
Disclaimer: I think Inuyasha and Company would be a threat of death to my life, if I were to own them, and here's why: I'd have people stalk me, and hate me because they're jealous; that would be freaky. I'm much better off as a huge fan, instead.
XxXx
Chapter 13
Inuyasha looked at the digital clock in his room, feeling sorrow and exhaustion overwhelm him. Ever since Kagome had “left” him, he'd felt so…empty.
It was strange, because when he'd let go of other girls, he'd never had this problem.
4:28am; how stupid. Shouldn't he be sleeping by now, or something?
Climbing out of bed, he strolled over to the kitchen.
God, I'm so hungry, he thought as he rummaged through the fridge.
Aha! There was rice and chicken left over, even though it wasn't one of his favourites…
Sesshoumaru must have brought it home from the other night. He'd been too lazy to cook, so ordering in was convenient at the time.
Throwing the cold meal onto a plate and then into the microwave, he paced back and fourth anxiously.
Kagome was the one waiting for HIM. She wanted to hear something from HIM, and he didn't know what it was.
To be truthful, he knew one thing about the situation, and that was that she wanted to hear how he felt about their current relationship. What was he supposed to do? Lie, and say that everything was smooth sailing, and there weren't any hidden emotions?
The problem was that he didn't KNOW how he felt for her. God, it hurt his chest whenever she was sad, or away from him. Was he supposed to verbalize that, and sound like a pushover? His pride might not be able to allow such words to leave his mouth.
Despite his pride, he had to weigh out the positives and negatives.
Positives:
-She will accept me for my fruity lovey behaviour, and we can be happy together. (Highly LIKELY.)
-She will understand, and perhaps not even think of me as weak in the process. (Highly LIKELY.)
Negatives:
-She will hate my weakness and reject me. (Highly UNLIKELY.)
-She will spread rumours that I am gay. (Highly UNLIKELY.)
Did the positives outweigh the negatives?
Yes…
Was there something stopping them from being together, such as another man, long distance, or having feelings for other people?
No…
Were the negatives even LIKELY to pan out?
No…
All in all, are Kagome and I a good match, and definitely meant to be life mates?
. . . . . . . . . .
. . . . . . .
. . . . .
Yes.
Then what the fuck am I waiting for?
XxXx
Sango looked at the wide smile on Miroku's face and had to keep herself from slapping him.
Damnit, he looked so cocky, and she hated it.
Jumping out of bed, she announced,
“I'm taking a shower, and you should, too; Miroku, you stink,” and with that, she closed the bathroom door.
A few minutes later, the door was locked, and the shower was running.
Miroku yawned and stretched as he wiggled his naked form out of bed.
His stomach growled loudly, and he couldn't resist smiling sheepishly.
By: DarkCrystalis
Disclaimer: I think Inuyasha and Company would be a threat of death to my life, if I were to own them, and here's why: I'd have people stalk me, and hate me because they're jealous; that would be freaky. I'm much better off as a huge fan, instead.
XxXx
Chapter 13
Inuyasha looked at the digital clock in his room, feeling sorrow and exhaustion overwhelm him. Ever since Kagome had “left” him, he'd felt so…empty.
It was strange, because when he'd let go of other girls, he'd never had this problem.
4:28am; how stupid. Shouldn't he be sleeping by now, or something?
Climbing out of bed, he strolled over to the kitchen.
God, I'm so hungry, he thought as he rummaged through the fridge.
Aha! There was rice and chicken left over, even though it wasn't one of his favourites…
Sesshoumaru must have brought it home from the other night. He'd been too lazy to cook, so ordering in was convenient at the time.
Throwing the cold meal onto a plate and then into the microwave, he paced back and fourth anxiously.
Kagome was the one waiting for HIM. She wanted to hear something from HIM, and he didn't know what it was.
To be truthful, he knew one thing about the situation, and that was that she wanted to hear how he felt about their current relationship. What was he supposed to do? Lie, and say that everything was smooth sailing, and there weren't any hidden emotions?
The problem was that he didn't KNOW how he felt for her. God, it hurt his chest whenever she was sad, or away from him. Was he supposed to verbalize that, and sound like a pushover? His pride might not be able to allow such words to leave his mouth.
Despite his pride, he had to weigh out the positives and negatives.
Positives:
-She will accept me for my fruity lovey behaviour, and we can be happy together. (Highly LIKELY.)
-She will understand, and perhaps not even think of me as weak in the process. (Highly LIKELY.)
Negatives:
-She will hate my weakness and reject me. (Highly UNLIKELY.)
-She will spread rumours that I am gay. (Highly UNLIKELY.)
Did the positives outweigh the negatives?
Yes…
Was there something stopping them from being together, such as another man, long distance, or having feelings for other people?
No…
Were the negatives even LIKELY to pan out?
No…
All in all, are Kagome and I a good match, and definitely meant to be life mates?
. . . . . . . . . .
. . . . . . .
. . . . .
Yes.
Then what the fuck am I waiting for?
XxXx
Sango looked at the wide smile on Miroku's face and had to keep herself from slapping him.
Damnit, he looked so cocky, and she hated it.
Jumping out of bed, she announced,
“I'm taking a shower, and you should, too; Miroku, you stink,” and with that, she closed the bathroom door.
A few minutes later, the door was locked, and the shower was running.
Miroku yawned and stretched as he wiggled his naked form out of bed.
His stomach growled loudly, and he couldn't resist smiling sheepishly.
Yawning again, he lazily fried up some eggs and bacon while the bread was in the toaster.
Mmm, did he ever love western food.
Twisting the golden wedding band on his finger, he frowned slightly. At one time, he couldn't afford beautiful jewelry, or clothing for Sango, and it made him feel bad. Despite having little money, she had loved him for who he was, and had unwavering faith in him.
Mmm, did he ever love western food.
Twisting the golden wedding band on his finger, he frowned slightly. At one time, he couldn't afford beautiful jewelry, or clothing for Sango, and it made him feel bad. Despite having little money, she had loved him for who he was, and had unwavering faith in him.
His parents had died a long time ago, but even his university friends, which were supposed to support him, told him he had little chance of making it into the advertising industry.
“It's really hard to do,” one of them had said. “Especially if you want to make it big; you'd have to have an amazing commercial to get it on television, and a hell of a lot of money.”
Miroku never took what they said to heart, because deep down he knew he was meant to do this.
Boy, did he ever want to see them again today…he'd laugh in their faces until his stomach would hurt.
Honestly, he had companies that wanted him to do commercials all over Japan due to their excellence and precision.
Miroku grinned again, remembering Kagome's commercial.
The producers of the contacts had emailed him last night, applauding him for the fabulous model choice, and proper wording during the commercial.
“It's really hard to do,” one of them had said. “Especially if you want to make it big; you'd have to have an amazing commercial to get it on television, and a hell of a lot of money.”
Miroku never took what they said to heart, because deep down he knew he was meant to do this.
Boy, did he ever want to see them again today…he'd laugh in their faces until his stomach would hurt.
Honestly, he had companies that wanted him to do commercials all over Japan due to their excellence and precision.
Miroku grinned again, remembering Kagome's commercial.
The producers of the contacts had emailed him last night, applauding him for the fabulous model choice, and proper wording during the commercial.
To top it all off, Miroku made over five million yen on the deal. If things kept working out like this, he'd have enough money saved up for…
…for what? There weren't any children, were there?
His emotional high fell at the recollection of Sango's last tirade, concerning the two of them having kids.
“And do you happen to know why I don't want children? It's because I already HAVE a child, and that child is YOU! I have to look after you like a baby! Miroku, you can't cook, you don't have any colour coordination abilities, and the last time you attempted using the washer, you added too much soap and it overflowed with suds…”
Was she right about him not being responsible enough, or capable enough?
Unfortunately, even he had to agree with her on that statement…
Biting his lip in concentration, he turned off the stove, and ate his food. He made a decision; he would act like a responsible adult, and rely less on Sango.
Leaving a note on the bed over-top her clothes, he left the house with his wallet.
Sango heard the door shut just after she turned off the water. Where was he planning on going now?
After drying off, she walked into their bedroom to pick up her clothes.
A note was left on top, and it read:
I need to go and do some important household shopping. It'll take a long time, so don't worry too much.
Love you, Sango.
-Miroku
What the HELL was he up to? They didn't need any household appliances!
After a minute or so of debating, she sighed and made her way to the kitchen.
Pfft, no surprise there. Miroku made the food for HIMSELF, and then had the gall to leave the dishes…
He's such a child…
XxXx
Kagome slowly opened her eyes as a light tapping on her arm roused her from near-slumber. For the first time in two days she'd been SO close to sleeping, but it had to be interrupted by a stupid nurse…
“It's time to eat,” she said cheerily, but then paused. “Oh, you're the patient that needs the IV nutrition!” Carefully, she referred to the chart, and smiled once more. “Hmm…no allergies or sicknesses; it seems that we're off to a good start!”
Kagome resisted the urge to tell the nurse to shut up; that annoying fake-happy façade drove her insane.
Speaking of that voice, it sounded vaguely familiar, but Kagome couldn't quite place a finger on it.
It'll probably come to me later, but I don't really need to know. It's not like it's important or anything.
“My name is Miss Tan, but you can call me whatever name you'd like.”
Kagome eyed her suspiciously, easily seeing right through the nurse's lie.
Oh well, she thought again. I doubt that I need to know her real name, either.
“Okay! Let me go get you that IV nutrition bag, and all the other equipment. I'll be back in five!”
Kagome breathed a sigh of relief at her disappearance. Ugh, she was FAR too fake.
Smiling sadly, Kagome looked over at her mother that was currently sleeping in one of the chairs beside her bed.
“Mom,” she whispered softly.
“Y-y…yes? Did I miss anything? Oh my, it seems that I fell asleep! I'm so sorry Kagome! It's just that last night…”
“It's okay mom. You should go home now and get some rest, anyway. It's sort of late, isn't it? I'll be fine here! The staff seems to be really nice so far, and besides, it's only for a night or two.”
She smiled at her optimistic daughter, and patted her on the arm.
“You're right, dear; you can take care of yourself…I just keep forgetting…”
Kissing Kagome on the cheek, she left, promising to come back and visit her tomorrow night.
A few minutes later, the nurse came back with the packaged liquid labeled “Nutrition Supplement”, and the IV. Before continuing, the nurse closed the door behind her, and locked it.
“It's so no one will bother us during the procedure; I wouldn't want to accidentally insert the needle in the wrong area, or get distracted,” she explained when Kagome's face showed confusion.
Methodically, “Miss Tan” inserted the IV into Kagome's vein, located just above her left palm.
“You have nice veins,” she commented awkwardly, which was rewarded with an uncomfortable stare from her patient.
Kagome ignored her comment, and looked away. She'd always hated needles, and related items.
After the uncomfortable task was completed, the nurse attached the IV tube to the “Nutrition” bag. It began to slowly drip into the tube, and then entered Kagome's bloodstream.
“Do you feel anything?” the nurse asked, only a few minutes later.
“Well, I feel sort of dizzy...and really tired…is this…supposed to…happen?” Kagome's words were slurred, and she felt high all of a sudden, as if she was on drugs.
“Oh? Perhaps I mixed the bags up?” the nurse answered innocently, all the while giving Kagome a cold stare.
Then, after a moment, she added,
“That sounds about right to me,” she whispered in a deadly calm voice, which was nothing like her fake happiness from before.
“Oh…” was all Kagome could manage to say at this point.
“Sweet, sweet Kagome,” the nurse drawled, ignoring her confused expression.
The mark was then purposefully slipped down, which revealed her true identity…
“I-i-its…y-…you?”
Before Kagome could call out her name, she fell into an unconscious sleep…
XxXx
…for what? There weren't any children, were there?
His emotional high fell at the recollection of Sango's last tirade, concerning the two of them having kids.
“And do you happen to know why I don't want children? It's because I already HAVE a child, and that child is YOU! I have to look after you like a baby! Miroku, you can't cook, you don't have any colour coordination abilities, and the last time you attempted using the washer, you added too much soap and it overflowed with suds…”
Was she right about him not being responsible enough, or capable enough?
Unfortunately, even he had to agree with her on that statement…
Biting his lip in concentration, he turned off the stove, and ate his food. He made a decision; he would act like a responsible adult, and rely less on Sango.
Leaving a note on the bed over-top her clothes, he left the house with his wallet.
Sango heard the door shut just after she turned off the water. Where was he planning on going now?
After drying off, she walked into their bedroom to pick up her clothes.
A note was left on top, and it read:
I need to go and do some important household shopping. It'll take a long time, so don't worry too much.
Love you, Sango.
-Miroku
What the HELL was he up to? They didn't need any household appliances!
After a minute or so of debating, she sighed and made her way to the kitchen.
Pfft, no surprise there. Miroku made the food for HIMSELF, and then had the gall to leave the dishes…
He's such a child…
XxXx
Kagome slowly opened her eyes as a light tapping on her arm roused her from near-slumber. For the first time in two days she'd been SO close to sleeping, but it had to be interrupted by a stupid nurse…
“It's time to eat,” she said cheerily, but then paused. “Oh, you're the patient that needs the IV nutrition!” Carefully, she referred to the chart, and smiled once more. “Hmm…no allergies or sicknesses; it seems that we're off to a good start!”
Kagome resisted the urge to tell the nurse to shut up; that annoying fake-happy façade drove her insane.
Speaking of that voice, it sounded vaguely familiar, but Kagome couldn't quite place a finger on it.
It'll probably come to me later, but I don't really need to know. It's not like it's important or anything.
“My name is Miss Tan, but you can call me whatever name you'd like.”
Kagome eyed her suspiciously, easily seeing right through the nurse's lie.
Oh well, she thought again. I doubt that I need to know her real name, either.
“Okay! Let me go get you that IV nutrition bag, and all the other equipment. I'll be back in five!”
Kagome breathed a sigh of relief at her disappearance. Ugh, she was FAR too fake.
Smiling sadly, Kagome looked over at her mother that was currently sleeping in one of the chairs beside her bed.
“Mom,” she whispered softly.
“Y-y…yes? Did I miss anything? Oh my, it seems that I fell asleep! I'm so sorry Kagome! It's just that last night…”
“It's okay mom. You should go home now and get some rest, anyway. It's sort of late, isn't it? I'll be fine here! The staff seems to be really nice so far, and besides, it's only for a night or two.”
She smiled at her optimistic daughter, and patted her on the arm.
“You're right, dear; you can take care of yourself…I just keep forgetting…”
Kissing Kagome on the cheek, she left, promising to come back and visit her tomorrow night.
A few minutes later, the nurse came back with the packaged liquid labeled “Nutrition Supplement”, and the IV. Before continuing, the nurse closed the door behind her, and locked it.
“It's so no one will bother us during the procedure; I wouldn't want to accidentally insert the needle in the wrong area, or get distracted,” she explained when Kagome's face showed confusion.
Methodically, “Miss Tan” inserted the IV into Kagome's vein, located just above her left palm.
“You have nice veins,” she commented awkwardly, which was rewarded with an uncomfortable stare from her patient.
Kagome ignored her comment, and looked away. She'd always hated needles, and related items.
After the uncomfortable task was completed, the nurse attached the IV tube to the “Nutrition” bag. It began to slowly drip into the tube, and then entered Kagome's bloodstream.
“Do you feel anything?” the nurse asked, only a few minutes later.
“Well, I feel sort of dizzy...and really tired…is this…supposed to…happen?” Kagome's words were slurred, and she felt high all of a sudden, as if she was on drugs.
“Oh? Perhaps I mixed the bags up?” the nurse answered innocently, all the while giving Kagome a cold stare.
Then, after a moment, she added,
“That sounds about right to me,” she whispered in a deadly calm voice, which was nothing like her fake happiness from before.
“Oh…” was all Kagome could manage to say at this point.
“Sweet, sweet Kagome,” the nurse drawled, ignoring her confused expression.
The mark was then purposefully slipped down, which revealed her true identity…
“I-i-its…y-…you?”
Before Kagome could call out her name, she fell into an unconscious sleep…
XxXx
Rin stared at her watch, unable to stop pacing around the room. it was ALMOST time for the pool to open, and her excitement was at its climax.
He WANTED to see her, and take her out. Could things POSSIBLY get any better? Probably not!
Giving up, she bolted from the house as she made her way to the pool with her stuff in a backpack.
Half-walking, half-running, she made her way to the pool, ignoring the weird stares that some people gave her.
As Rin got to the gate, she huffed and puffed for a moment before walking inside.
A voice from behind Rin made her freeze in her tracks.
“Are you really that impatient to see me?” he asked, a smirk adorning his pale-coloured face.
“Not really,” she replied coolly, staring into his harsh golden eyes.
“That's too bad; I guess we don't have to go out for dinner, or a walk after all, do we?”
He was teasing her, but she wasn't going to take the bait.
“I guess not,” she replied in a similar tone, and proceeded to walk to the pool without him.
An arm pulled her back into his chest, but it wasn't unpleasant in any means.
“You didn't mean that,” he whispered seductively in her ear.
“Maybe I did,” she whispered back.
“We'll see about that.”
Gently, Sesshoumaru spun her body around so that it was facing him.
He WANTED to see her, and take her out. Could things POSSIBLY get any better? Probably not!
Giving up, she bolted from the house as she made her way to the pool with her stuff in a backpack.
Half-walking, half-running, she made her way to the pool, ignoring the weird stares that some people gave her.
As Rin got to the gate, she huffed and puffed for a moment before walking inside.
A voice from behind Rin made her freeze in her tracks.
“Are you really that impatient to see me?” he asked, a smirk adorning his pale-coloured face.
“Not really,” she replied coolly, staring into his harsh golden eyes.
“That's too bad; I guess we don't have to go out for dinner, or a walk after all, do we?”
He was teasing her, but she wasn't going to take the bait.
“I guess not,” she replied in a similar tone, and proceeded to walk to the pool without him.
An arm pulled her back into his chest, but it wasn't unpleasant in any means.
“You didn't mean that,” he whispered seductively in her ear.
“Maybe I did,” she whispered back.
“We'll see about that.”
Gently, Sesshoumaru spun her body around so that it was facing him.
Rin coyly avoided his gaze, and closed her eyes when he titled her head to his.
“That, my little one, was a bad move.”
Taking advantage of her tuned-out state, his lips caressed hers teasingly. When he could feel her shocked reaction, he dipped his tongue around the outline of her lips.
When Rin moaned, Sesshoumaru flicked his tongue with hers, but avoided a full kiss.
He was teasing her again; it just wasn't fair.
Sesshoumaru pulled his face away from hers, but didn't relent his hold he had on her hips.
Helplessly, Rin looked up at him with clear surprise, confusion, and even enjoyment in her eyes.
“Wh-why did you s-stop?” she asked with a frown, making her lips pout slightly.
“I had to owe you for last time, of course.”
Realization met her features, and she stomped off towards the pool once more.
“You're such a JERK!” she exclaimed as she left him.
“I'll see you at the pool, little one!” he called, knowing she'd hear him.
A real, small smile formed on his lips, and he gently traced his fingers across it.
The girl really WAS starting to get to him…
XxXx
Author's Note:
Hooray! Another chapter finished!
Hmm…other then that, I don't really have much to say, except I hope everyone liked the sweet Sesshy/Rin fluff, hehe. He was being evil, don't you think?
THANK YOU to all my READERS AND/OR REVIEWERS!
Until Chapter 14!
-DarkCrystalis
“That, my little one, was a bad move.”
Taking advantage of her tuned-out state, his lips caressed hers teasingly. When he could feel her shocked reaction, he dipped his tongue around the outline of her lips.
When Rin moaned, Sesshoumaru flicked his tongue with hers, but avoided a full kiss.
He was teasing her again; it just wasn't fair.
Sesshoumaru pulled his face away from hers, but didn't relent his hold he had on her hips.
Helplessly, Rin looked up at him with clear surprise, confusion, and even enjoyment in her eyes.
“Wh-why did you s-stop?” she asked with a frown, making her lips pout slightly.
“I had to owe you for last time, of course.”
Realization met her features, and she stomped off towards the pool once more.
“You're such a JERK!” she exclaimed as she left him.
“I'll see you at the pool, little one!” he called, knowing she'd hear him.
A real, small smile formed on his lips, and he gently traced his fingers across it.
The girl really WAS starting to get to him…
XxXx
Author's Note:
Hooray! Another chapter finished!
Hmm…other then that, I don't really have much to say, except I hope everyone liked the sweet Sesshy/Rin fluff, hehe. He was being evil, don't you think?
THANK YOU to all my READERS AND/OR REVIEWERS!
Until Chapter 14!
-DarkCrystalis