InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Eyes Like Yours ❯ Chapter 19 ( Chapter 19 )
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By: DarkCrystalis 
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Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Comedy / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 10.29.2005 | Updated On: 04.02.2006 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.4K | Visits: 1.2K | Status: Completed
N/A.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Comedy / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 10.29.2005 | Updated On: 04.02.2006 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.4K | Visits: 1.2K | Status: Completed
Eyes Like Yours
By: DarkCrystalis
Disclaimer: I don't have one, how about that, you evil owners-of-Inuyasha-people! (Which don't include me, I might add.)
XxXx
Chapter 19
Sango walked into her home, exhausted from the ordeal involving Kagome and Inuyasha. It was really stressful, seeing her in such emotional ruin; it was also completely unlike her normal self.
After sitting on the couch, Sango closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. Just because she was stressed out and tired didn't mean she'd take it out on Miroku.
Wrinkling her brow at a scent of chemicals, Sango followed the scent to the spare bedroom. The smell emitted the strongest from there, so she went to open the door.
However, before her hand reached the doorknob, Miroku nearly tackled her.
You're finally home, dearest! How did things go at the shopping mall?”
Quirking an eyebrow at his strange behaviour, she ignored it, and offered him a tired smile.
“The mall was just fine, but then I went to go see Kagome at home afterwards, and she wasn't there…” Stopping mid sentence, she heaved a sigh, and continued on. “Her mother answered, and told me that Kagome was in the hospital.”
Miroku's eyes widened in shock, but that quickly subsided into worry.
“It seems that her and Inuyasha had another…conflict, and this one hit her pretty hard...”
Walking together into the bedroom, the two of them sat in a tense silence.
“To make things worse, when I got there, I sort of heard the conflict…from what I heard, she said he hates her, and only loves Kikyou.”
Miroku looked taken aback, and then began to laugh harshly and forcefully.
“He doesn't love that pile of bones more than he loves the shit that comes out of his ass.”
Sango resisted the strong urge to slap him for his crudeness, but even this statement made the tiniest of smiles slip onto her face.
“Anyway…Kagome was pretty shaken up and all; I just stayed with her, and let her cry it out. But somehow, her story doesn't make sense. I mean, I believe her and all, but something isn't right here...”
Getting up off the bed and pacing in deep thought, he turned at stared at her.
“Well, what do you think is wrong? After all, you heard everything; you must have some sort of idea.”
“Kagome said he hated her, and loved Kikyou and everything…but Inuyasha saved her LIFE. You see, Kikyou tried to kill Kagome, while she disguised herself as a nurse. Anyway, Inuyasha ended up giving some of his half-demon blood to Kagome, in order to make her system even out, and…”
“What?!” Miroku shouted, eyebrows shooting up with misunderstanding.
Did she just say what he thought she said? Kikyou had tried to kill Kagome, and Inuyasha saved her life with his half-demon's blood? Inuyasha is a demon?
“Back up, back up…Kikyou tried to kill Kagome?”
Sango nodded, wincing at his loud voice.
“But Inuyasha saved her, by giving her some of his half-demon blood, which makes him a demon of some sort?”
Nodding again, she closed her eyes tightly, feeling a headache coming on.
“Oh…”
Something told him that they'd talk more about it later, and that right now wasn't a good time for specifics.
Sitting back beside her on the bed, Miroku hugged her tightly to him. For some reason, he could tell Sango was stressed out, and needed some sort of comforting.
Leaning into his form, Sango deeply inhaled the scent of his clothing, wanting to be wrapped in his naturally soothing, masculine smell. However, her nose scrunched up at the strong scent of chemicals once more, which reminded her…
“Miroku, why do you and the house smell like…paint?”
XxXx
After giving the prison guard a blow job in his office, Kikyou picked up the gun from the floor, and smashed it over his head.
He fell unconscious immediately upon impact, which made Kikyou smirk devilishly.
Exchanging her prisoner's clothing for his in record speed, she marveled at how good she looked in the uniform.
Maybe I should have gone into Police Foundations in college…
Shrugging the idea off, Kikyou tied her hair in a tight bun at the back of her neck, hiding the long dark strands effectively.
Packing her original clothes into empty spaces in the overly large uniform, Kikyou walked out of the office confidently, and locked the door with the keys from her pocket.
Avoiding the looks of the other officers that were on duty, Kikyou strode towards the exit.
“I'm going on break,” she called out over her shoulder in a masculine voice, promptly leaving the building.
Two of the officers looked at one another, and exchanged strange glances.
“He was already on break, fifteen minutes ago…”
Thinking nothing of it, the two continued to chat lightly, letting the “officer” leave without questioning.
XxXx
Kagome finished eating a full dinner, the first in the last couple days. Patting her “bulging” tummy, she leapt off the bed, and over to the door. She still had to talk to that worrying man next door, didn't she?
Hesitating, Kagome nervously bit her nails.
What if he doesn't want to talk to me? I was so rude earlier…
Surprise overtook her features when the door was promptly opened, revealing the man from earlier.
“What do you want? I'd hate to bother you once more, or `get in your face'.” Although his words weren't as harsh as hers, the underlying meaning and tone was there; she wasn't welcomed.
Kagome winced slightly, bowing her head in sadness. She couldn't look up at him; she was far too ashamed.
“Look, I-I just wan-wanted to-to apologize f-for earlier; things weren't working out for me, and I sort of took things out on you…I'm really sorry.”
Turning away from him with her head still bowed down, Kagome began to move towards her door.
A sudden-but-gentle hand shot out, and turned her around. Her face was then titled into his, as he stared into her heartbroken green eyes. It was obvious she hadn't meant what she'd said earlier, so in response, he smiled.
Chewing on her botton lip in confusion, Kagome couldn't understand the reasoning for his smile. Did this mean he wasn't mad at her anymore?
His smile was actually quite handsome, she silently0 admitted; but that was beside the point. She missed Inuyasha, and wanted to see his smile more than anything.
“Do you want to talk about it some more?”
Realizing he was talking to her, Kagome resisted the strong urge to blush and shook her head.
“No, I'd rather not; I already know what I'm going to do, to make things right once more.”
“Will you at least go downstairs to the cafeteria for a cup of coffee with me?”
Smiling in response, Kagome nodded, and began to walk down the hall with him.
Okay, so maybe I'll be staying for a little bit longer…
XxXx
Handing over some “borrowed” money to the store clerk, Kikyou smiled as he cut off the tags from her new clothes she was currently wearing.
Discarding the police uniform and her prison clothing in a trash bin by the alley, she strode over to the corner of the street, and waved her hand at a nearby taxi.
Ordering him to her new destination, the taxi driver merely nodded meekly in response, not wanting to upset the insistent woman.
XxXx
Ayame smiled, watching the two of them walk down the hall together. Earlier, when the two of them had been talking, she'd listened intently at Kouga's explanation. It seemed that the poor girl had gone through a lot, and he was merely comforting her during a time of need.
Strolling back to the office, she grinned at Kirara, and sat on her desk.
“Spill it; I want to hear it all.”
Kirara looked up from her paperwork, seemingly trying to avoid her friend's devilish smirk.
“I know something's up, and you'd better tell me; all day long you keep staring at Shippo, and blushing whenever he stares back. What happened between you two?”
“Shippo and I went out for dinner…”
Ayame gasped in response, and then hugged Kirara tightly.
“Jeeze, it took you guys long enough, eh?”
Blushing an even deeper shade of red, Kirara said nothing, and continued sorting through some more papers.
“I want to hear all of the details, and you can start right now!”
Smiling, Kirara signed out on the board, and took her long overdue dinner break. It was already 10pm; she'd be leaving to go home soon.
Walking together down the hall, sort of like Kagome and Kouga had, they made their way to the staff lounge.
Although Ayame was more than ready to drill Kirara with questions, she was much less enthusiastic to give answers…
XxXx
Approximately 5 and half hours later…
Waking up in an unfamiliar place, Rin looked around desperately. The room was pitch black, which scared her to death. She never slept without the lights on at home, so where was she?
Not remembering a thing from last night due to her panicking, she did the only thing she could think of: she screamed.
XxXx
In another part of the mansion, a couple minutes beforehand…
A loud knock sounded on the front door, which made him nearly leap out of his bed. Since when did people come to his house at 3:35am?
Running downstairs, he swung open the door in annoyance. It'd taken him hours to get to sleep, courtesy of him and Kagome's previous encounter.
She stood there, not looking at his face as her head stayed bowed. Crossing his arms over his chest, Inuyasha grudgingly let her inside.
“What do you want?”
“I-I miss…I m-miss you, Inuyasha,” she whispered into the darkness of the living room.
In fact, he was sure that if he wasn't a demon, he wouldn't have caught her soft words. They were full of sorrow, and he was suddenly overwhelmed with forgiveness. He'd missed her so badly; words couldn't explain how much hurt he'd endured.
Hugging her tightly, he immediately recoiled with a certain scent hit his nose.
It was unpleasant, and unexpected; it was also not the one he'd been hoping for.
When he pulled away in distaste, another shock smashed his system; a loud, piercing scream coming from upstairs…
XxXx
Author'< b>s Note
School is killing me, therefore, instead of putting this story on “hold”, my updates will be a little later. Instead of once per week (which I've been trying my best to do), they might take up to two weeks. I'm sorry, and I know people will hate this, but believe me, I hate it too. I also hate school…and I'm also sorry for the late update.
Can I have everyone's attention?
I just realized something…damn, I'm getting sad…Ifeel that by writing Review Notes, I'm interacting with everyone and such, but…what will happen when “Eyes Like Yours”is all said and done?
Does that mean Iwon't get to talk with all of you anymore?
That sounds so cheesyand stupid, but I'm being serious…-sigh- Never mind.
Oh dear, Isound terrible, so I'll just shut up…
You're all amazing, and mean SO much to me…thank you!
Until Chapter 20!
By: DarkCrystalis
Disclaimer: I don't have one, how about that, you evil owners-of-Inuyasha-people! (Which don't include me, I might add.)
XxXx
Chapter 19
Sango walked into her home, exhausted from the ordeal involving Kagome and Inuyasha. It was really stressful, seeing her in such emotional ruin; it was also completely unlike her normal self.
After sitting on the couch, Sango closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. Just because she was stressed out and tired didn't mean she'd take it out on Miroku.
Wrinkling her brow at a scent of chemicals, Sango followed the scent to the spare bedroom. The smell emitted the strongest from there, so she went to open the door.
However, before her hand reached the doorknob, Miroku nearly tackled her.
You're finally home, dearest! How did things go at the shopping mall?”
Quirking an eyebrow at his strange behaviour, she ignored it, and offered him a tired smile.
“The mall was just fine, but then I went to go see Kagome at home afterwards, and she wasn't there…” Stopping mid sentence, she heaved a sigh, and continued on. “Her mother answered, and told me that Kagome was in the hospital.”
Miroku's eyes widened in shock, but that quickly subsided into worry.
“It seems that her and Inuyasha had another…conflict, and this one hit her pretty hard...”
Walking together into the bedroom, the two of them sat in a tense silence.
“To make things worse, when I got there, I sort of heard the conflict…from what I heard, she said he hates her, and only loves Kikyou.”
Miroku looked taken aback, and then began to laugh harshly and forcefully.
“He doesn't love that pile of bones more than he loves the shit that comes out of his ass.”
Sango resisted the strong urge to slap him for his crudeness, but even this statement made the tiniest of smiles slip onto her face.
“Anyway…Kagome was pretty shaken up and all; I just stayed with her, and let her cry it out. But somehow, her story doesn't make sense. I mean, I believe her and all, but something isn't right here...”
Getting up off the bed and pacing in deep thought, he turned at stared at her.
“Well, what do you think is wrong? After all, you heard everything; you must have some sort of idea.”
“Kagome said he hated her, and loved Kikyou and everything…but Inuyasha saved her LIFE. You see, Kikyou tried to kill Kagome, while she disguised herself as a nurse. Anyway, Inuyasha ended up giving some of his half-demon blood to Kagome, in order to make her system even out, and…”
“What?!” Miroku shouted, eyebrows shooting up with misunderstanding.
Did she just say what he thought she said? Kikyou had tried to kill Kagome, and Inuyasha saved her life with his half-demon's blood? Inuyasha is a demon?
“Back up, back up…Kikyou tried to kill Kagome?”
Sango nodded, wincing at his loud voice.
“But Inuyasha saved her, by giving her some of his half-demon blood, which makes him a demon of some sort?”
Nodding again, she closed her eyes tightly, feeling a headache coming on.
“Oh…”
Something told him that they'd talk more about it later, and that right now wasn't a good time for specifics.
Sitting back beside her on the bed, Miroku hugged her tightly to him. For some reason, he could tell Sango was stressed out, and needed some sort of comforting.
Leaning into his form, Sango deeply inhaled the scent of his clothing, wanting to be wrapped in his naturally soothing, masculine smell. However, her nose scrunched up at the strong scent of chemicals once more, which reminded her…
“Miroku, why do you and the house smell like…paint?”
XxXx
After giving the prison guard a blow job in his office, Kikyou picked up the gun from the floor, and smashed it over his head.
He fell unconscious immediately upon impact, which made Kikyou smirk devilishly.
Exchanging her prisoner's clothing for his in record speed, she marveled at how good she looked in the uniform.
Maybe I should have gone into Police Foundations in college…
Shrugging the idea off, Kikyou tied her hair in a tight bun at the back of her neck, hiding the long dark strands effectively.
Packing her original clothes into empty spaces in the overly large uniform, Kikyou walked out of the office confidently, and locked the door with the keys from her pocket.
Avoiding the looks of the other officers that were on duty, Kikyou strode towards the exit.
“I'm going on break,” she called out over her shoulder in a masculine voice, promptly leaving the building.
Two of the officers looked at one another, and exchanged strange glances.
“He was already on break, fifteen minutes ago…”
Thinking nothing of it, the two continued to chat lightly, letting the “officer” leave without questioning.
XxXx
Kagome finished eating a full dinner, the first in the last couple days. Patting her “bulging” tummy, she leapt off the bed, and over to the door. She still had to talk to that worrying man next door, didn't she?
Hesitating, Kagome nervously bit her nails.
What if he doesn't want to talk to me? I was so rude earlier…
Surprise overtook her features when the door was promptly opened, revealing the man from earlier.
“What do you want? I'd hate to bother you once more, or `get in your face'.” Although his words weren't as harsh as hers, the underlying meaning and tone was there; she wasn't welcomed.
Kagome winced slightly, bowing her head in sadness. She couldn't look up at him; she was far too ashamed.
“Look, I-I just wan-wanted to-to apologize f-for earlier; things weren't working out for me, and I sort of took things out on you…I'm really sorry.”
Turning away from him with her head still bowed down, Kagome began to move towards her door.
A sudden-but-gentle hand shot out, and turned her around. Her face was then titled into his, as he stared into her heartbroken green eyes. It was obvious she hadn't meant what she'd said earlier, so in response, he smiled.
Chewing on her botton lip in confusion, Kagome couldn't understand the reasoning for his smile. Did this mean he wasn't mad at her anymore?
His smile was actually quite handsome, she silently0 admitted; but that was beside the point. She missed Inuyasha, and wanted to see his smile more than anything.
“Do you want to talk about it some more?”
Realizing he was talking to her, Kagome resisted the strong urge to blush and shook her head.
“No, I'd rather not; I already know what I'm going to do, to make things right once more.”
“Will you at least go downstairs to the cafeteria for a cup of coffee with me?”
Smiling in response, Kagome nodded, and began to walk down the hall with him.
Okay, so maybe I'll be staying for a little bit longer…
XxXx
Handing over some “borrowed” money to the store clerk, Kikyou smiled as he cut off the tags from her new clothes she was currently wearing.
Discarding the police uniform and her prison clothing in a trash bin by the alley, she strode over to the corner of the street, and waved her hand at a nearby taxi.
Ordering him to her new destination, the taxi driver merely nodded meekly in response, not wanting to upset the insistent woman.
XxXx
Ayame smiled, watching the two of them walk down the hall together. Earlier, when the two of them had been talking, she'd listened intently at Kouga's explanation. It seemed that the poor girl had gone through a lot, and he was merely comforting her during a time of need.
Strolling back to the office, she grinned at Kirara, and sat on her desk.
“Spill it; I want to hear it all.”
Kirara looked up from her paperwork, seemingly trying to avoid her friend's devilish smirk.
“I know something's up, and you'd better tell me; all day long you keep staring at Shippo, and blushing whenever he stares back. What happened between you two?”
“Shippo and I went out for dinner…”
Ayame gasped in response, and then hugged Kirara tightly.
“Jeeze, it took you guys long enough, eh?”
Blushing an even deeper shade of red, Kirara said nothing, and continued sorting through some more papers.
“I want to hear all of the details, and you can start right now!”
Smiling, Kirara signed out on the board, and took her long overdue dinner break. It was already 10pm; she'd be leaving to go home soon.
Walking together down the hall, sort of like Kagome and Kouga had, they made their way to the staff lounge.
Although Ayame was more than ready to drill Kirara with questions, she was much less enthusiastic to give answers…
XxXx
Approximately 5 and half hours later…
Waking up in an unfamiliar place, Rin looked around desperately. The room was pitch black, which scared her to death. She never slept without the lights on at home, so where was she?
Not remembering a thing from last night due to her panicking, she did the only thing she could think of: she screamed.
XxXx
In another part of the mansion, a couple minutes beforehand…
A loud knock sounded on the front door, which made him nearly leap out of his bed. Since when did people come to his house at 3:35am?
Running downstairs, he swung open the door in annoyance. It'd taken him hours to get to sleep, courtesy of him and Kagome's previous encounter.
She stood there, not looking at his face as her head stayed bowed. Crossing his arms over his chest, Inuyasha grudgingly let her inside.
“What do you want?”
“I-I miss…I m-miss you, Inuyasha,” she whispered into the darkness of the living room.
In fact, he was sure that if he wasn't a demon, he wouldn't have caught her soft words. They were full of sorrow, and he was suddenly overwhelmed with forgiveness. He'd missed her so badly; words couldn't explain how much hurt he'd endured.
Hugging her tightly, he immediately recoiled with a certain scent hit his nose.
It was unpleasant, and unexpected; it was also not the one he'd been hoping for.
When he pulled away in distaste, another shock smashed his system; a loud, piercing scream coming from upstairs…
XxXx
Author'< b>s Note
School is killing me, therefore, instead of putting this story on “hold”, my updates will be a little later. Instead of once per week (which I've been trying my best to do), they might take up to two weeks. I'm sorry, and I know people will hate this, but believe me, I hate it too. I also hate school…and I'm also sorry for the late update.
Can I have everyone's attention?
I just realized something…damn, I'm getting sad…Ifeel that by writing Review Notes, I'm interacting with everyone and such, but…what will happen when “Eyes Like Yours”is all said and done?
Does that mean Iwon't get to talk with all of you anymore?
That sounds so cheesyand stupid, but I'm being serious…-sigh- Never mind.
Oh dear, Isound terrible, so I'll just shut up…
You're all amazing, and mean SO much to me…thank you!
Until Chapter 20!
-DarkCrystalis