InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Falling For the Baby Sitter ❯ Ripped Stitches ( Chapter 32 )

Kagome's feet pounded against the dirt road as she pumped her legs. A fine sheen of sweat broke out on her brow; paying tribute to the rough workout she was putting her body through after such a short recovery time. Even the pain killers were not able to keep up with her body, causing sparks of pain to shoot up from her side.

Kagome ignored this, however, and she dashed down the road, trying to drive the memories of the kiss, and the very vivid dream from her mind, where it still lingered, ripe and fresh.

The girl shook her head to make her bangs fly out of her face, droplets of sweat catching the light from the setting sun in a graceful arch. Her heart pounded in her ears, coinciding with the beat of the music and her own footfalls.

Her eyes flicked over the horizon as she tried to estimate how much time she would have before darkness engulfed the town.

Kagome's eyes drifted close as she continued running. Her breaths came in heavy pants and she concentrated on her muscles straining in her legs to distract herself from the pain shooting through her side.

Her eyes opened at the same time as she ran into a much sold object, causing her to yelp and roll into the ditch.

Inu Yasha stopped by the roadside and leaned against a tree, catching his breath. He wrapped his arm around his hurt ribs and flinched.

"I shouldn't have gone on a run today..." he muttered.

He sat down on the tree and enjoyed the shade it produced as he tried to catch his breath. He reached up and wiped the sweat from his face as he looked around.

"I shouldn't have run off like that," he said as he turned his gaze to the sky.

Inu Yasha stood up and dusted himself off, starting back the way he came. He grunted as he picked up the pace. "Damn these fucking ribs..." he grumbled as he ran down the road.

A sudden impact shook him greatly, causing him to yelp in pain.

Inu Yasha growled. "Watch where the hell you're going, damn it!"

He wrapped his arms around his ribs and squeezed his eyes shut. "I should crack your fucking head for that!" he spat out, not knowing who he ran into.

A certain black haired girl sat up and blew her bangs out of her face, a look of agony etched deeply into her features as she gripped her exposed side, which was wrapped in bandages to cover her stitches.

Inu Yasha opened an eye and glared down at the person, then blinked. "Kagome? What the hell are you doing?!"

She grunted and stood up, one hand on her knee, supporting her panting torso, the other grasping her side.

"Currently?" she questioned, satire dripping from her tone. "I'm trying to distract myself from blinding pain coming from what I wouldn't doubt is a ripped stitch. What the fuck are you doing?"

The pained man reached down and pulled her to her feet.

"I'm currently fighting a strong urge to kick your ass." His eyes locked onto her face. "You have the sense God gave a fly .You shouldn't be out here running like this."

A brow arched up onto the girls forehead as she turned, making a mock attempt to inspect her ass. "Now why would you want to mar this beautiful piece of flesh?" she asked as she looked up at him, ignoring his other statements.

Inu Yasha's face darkened out of anger. "I give up!" He turned and bolted down the road going towards home. "Fuck this shit ..." he growled out to himself as he picked up the pace to full out sprint.

Kagome growled and scooped up a good sized rock, pegging him in the back of his hard, impenetrable skull.

He stopped dead in his tracks and turned around to look at her. "I swear you have a fucking death wish!!" he yelled at her at the top of his lungs.

She snarled and stormed past him. "Who wouldn't if they had to live with YOU?!" she snapped as she passed him.

He growled and started running again. "God damn ...fucking ....Ehhhhh!!!" He cursed aloud as he ran past her, "Bite my God damn ass..."

Her hand snapped out and grabbed his hair. Using the momentum from their running, she pulled herself forward and brought her knee up into his stomach, making him double over. She tugged his shirt up, and promptly bit his ass and none too gently either.

Inu Yasha fell to the ground and grabbed his ribs. "God damned bitch!" He reached out and snatched her by the ankle and pulled her back, causing her to fall on her ass.

Growling and using her experience from wrestling with her siblings, Kagome grabbed Inu Yasha by the shoulders and swung her body over so she slammed him into the ground and was straddling his hips.

Inu Yasha reached up and grabbed her by her shoulders, reversing the hold and flipped her over. "If you hit me again, in my hurt ribs, I swear, you will live to regret it," he hissed into her ear. "Don't hit me anywhere, do you understand me?"

Kagome's eyes flashed as she bucked her hips, trying to offset his balance, and reached up with her arms, digging her thumbs into the pressure points in his pits.

He howled out in pain and glared down at her letting her go. Inu Yasha stood up, leaving her on the ground and started to walk off.

The girl rolled over and picked herself up off of the ground. She spat and glared after him. "Is there a reason that you are such a fucking dick head all of a sudden?"

Inu Yasha kept walking and acted like he didn't hear her at all.

She cursed and kicked up a spray of dirt in his direction, throwing a child's temper tantrum. She turned and bolted into the trees lining the side of the road, not in the mood to go back to the house and deal with his shit there, too.

Kagome stormed through the woods, shoving branches and underbrush aside, a fury lighting a fire under her ass, making her dive further into the heart of the trees.

Stumbling over a fallen log, she fell to her knees in moist foliage. She grunted, and shifted her position so she leaned up against a tree, her side throbbing painfully.

Now, it was so tender that her head was spinning, and she couldn't even touch it. The pain pills would wear off soon as well, and then she was gonna be in hell. She closed her eyes and clenched her fists, trying to distract herself by the music pounding into her ears.

Fresh fits of agony rippled through the girl's body as she lay in the woods, trying to fight against it. Sleep sounded so good right now... her eyes drifted shut and she curled up slightly, flipping off of her music, scooting behind the tree. The sounds of the deep woods around her soothed her nerves, if nothing else.

Her body shuddered with another stinting pain. Snapping her face into a clenched expression of suffering, she felt the darkness creep into the shadier corners of her mind.

Inu Yasha started running again towards his house. A few minutes later, he was there, but he didn't feel like going inside and dealing with Kouga, so he sat down on the front step.

He unbraided his hair as he sat on the step and watch the sun set color the sky. He took a deep breath and sighed as Miroku walked out the door and took a seat next to him.

"Oh, no, he is thinking, that can't be good," he teased his friend, getting no response from him.

"Miroku, take the car and go pick up Kagome; she is up the street about a mile or so," Inu Yasha said as he watched the sky. "The keys are still in the car."

Miroku blinked a minute and got up to go to the car. "Alright ...Inu Yasha..." He walked over to the car and got in, starting it up. Miroku pulled out of the driveway and head up the street after Kagome.

Miroku drove for about five minutes before seeing the girl, crumpled on the side of the road. He stopped the car and got out, running over to her.

"Kagome!!" he yelled and shook her gently.

Groaning, she opened her eyes a bit. "What?" she croaked.

Miroku scowled. "I told you not to go out, didn't I?" He picked her up bridle style and carried her to the car. "You're going to kill yourself," he scolded her as he put her into the front passenger seat.

She grunted and made a swipe at the car door handle. "I'm fine... I can walk... fine..."

Miroku sat down in the driver's seat and locked all the doors. "Sit back and shut up for a minute, and think about your little girl, would you?!" He started the car and turned around so he could go back to Inu Yasha's.

A flicker of remembrance crossed her face and she struggled to sit up. "We have to go pick up the kids. Kouga said I had to watch the kids..." she droned.

Miroku continued to drive towards Inu Yasha's house.

"Look at yourself; do you honestly think you can take care of them? I don't think so." He pulled up into the drive way and parked the car. "Now, I want you in the house and in bed. I am going to call Sango and get her to come over and knock you out into next week."

She grunted again and fell back against the seat. Her eyes drifted shut and she grimaced, another blinding flash of torment fleeing through her nerve endings.

Miroku unlocked the doors and got out of the car. He walked over to her side and opened her door. He picked her up and carried her to the house.

"If you don't stay in bed and get better, I am going to get Sango to put you in the hospital against your will so you can't leave," he stated as he carried her into the house.

She opened one eye and glared at him and spoke through clenched teeth. "If I could move right now, I would kick your ass..." she muttered.

Miroku matched glares with her. "Well, you can't, so I am at the advantage." He walked down the hall and into her room. "Now, I'm going to put you down on the bed and I want you stay here," he said as he placed her down on the bed as gently as he could.

Kouga walked down the hall and looked into the room. "Is she ok?" he asked quietly.

Kagome hissed in pain, her back arching slightly as she shifted out of his arms. Her fists gripped the blankets, but her nails punctured through them and into her palms. "Call Sango, Dammit!" she bit out.

Miroku pulled out his cell and dialed Sango's number while Kouga walked over to Kagome. "Be still, or your going to be hurt worse," Kouga said as he looked her over for blood.

Her eyes snapped open and flashed with pain and torture-induced rage. She seethed and panted, her sides heaving, causing her stitches to scream in protest with the stretching and expanding flesh.

Miroku paced the floor waiting for Sango to answer. "Where is she?!" he asked.

Finally, when Kagome was at a point where she was sure she couldn't take much more, she clamped a hand down on Kouga's shoulder and pulled herself up, so she could grit her next words out to him.

"Knock me out," she demanded, her face showing what little sanity she was holding onto. "Fucking punch me." A scream ripped through her throat as another stab of pain riddled her body.

Kouga's eyes widened. "Kagome, I can't do that." He pushed her back down on the bed and held her down. "Miroku isn't Sango going to answer the phone?!"

Miroku shrugged as he dialed again. "I don't know, maybe she is out, or online, or something," he said.

Kagome thrashed against Kouga's restraints and screamed. "PUNCH ME OUT, GOD DAMMIT, BEFORE I GET UP AND FUCKING JACK YOU BOTH IN THE FACE!!!"

Kouga growled as he fought to hold her down. "God damn it, forget Sango, go into the bathroom and get into Inu's pain killers!"

Miroku hung up his cell and ran to get the pain meds. He soon came back with a bottle of oxycotin. "Will this work?" Miroku asked as he opened the bottle.

Kouga nodded. "Put them in her mouth!"

Miroku stepped over and put the pills into Kagome's mouth.

The girl choked and sputtered, but swallowed around the pills, taken off guard, her thrashing slowing, but not stopping.

Miroku helped Kouga hold her down. "She is gonna rip out all her stitches," he said sadly.

"The medication will knock her out shortly," Kouga responded.

Whimpering in pain, the girl arched her back sharply, feeling blood trickle out of the wound. The medication started to take effect as her mind became fuzzy, and she began to forget why she was struggling.

The men watched her struggle and then Miroku saw the blood.

"Shit, she ripped it open!" He pulled off his shirt and put it over the wound, stopping the bleeding.

The young babysitter whimpered slightly and slowed her thrashing down, finally, to an occasional, half-hearted spasm.

Miroku sighed as he let go of her. "Thank God, she has settled down."

Kouga watched her sleep. "She's not half bad when she is a sleep," he said with a chuckle.

The girl's chest heaved with her deep breaths and her head was tilted to one side. Her entire body was slick with a layer of sweat, and her hair and bangs were plastered to her forehead.

Suddenly, Miroku's cell phone rang.

The exhausted boy dug out his phone and answered. "Hello?"

Sango's voice rang out on the other end. "What's up?"

Miroku sighed. "Your friend trying to kill herself exercising is what's up."

Sango blinked, dumbfounded. "Huh?"

"Kagome took it upon herself to train for a fucking marathon," Miroku said as he closed his eyes. "She has ripped some stitches."

"What?! Why didn't you guys stop her?!"

"We tried to, but she bounded out the fucking window!" Miroku said in self-defense.

"THE WINDOW?!"

"Yes, her bedroom window; she climbed out of it!"

An exasperated sigh came over the phone. "Out of three guys, none of you could stop her?"

"Hey, she is grown, and she knows better; its not like she is three years old!" Miroku clenched his hands into fists. "What did you want us to do, beat the hell out of her and make her stay?!"

Sango rubbed her temples, trying to steady her thinking. "Where is she now?"

"We forced some pain killers into her, and she is now lying down on her bed, resting." Miroku sighed. "I think you need to come over and watch her, because we can't do a thing with the girl."

The girl groaned. "Ok, but I just took my car into the shop. I hate to say it, but Kouga seems to me to be the only half way capable looking one of the group, so he needs to stay with her in case she wakes up, because when she does, I have a feeling she's not going to be Miss Sunshineshitsandgiggles. You or Inu Yasha will have to come pick me up. The other one should stay behind and look for a tranquilizer gun for when she gets up."

Miroku looked over to Kouga. "Alright, I will come and get you; be ready to leave when I get there."

"Alright." She hung up the phone.

Miroku turned off his cell and put it into his pocket when Inu Yasha walked into Kagome's room.

"What did she do now?" he asked.

Miroku sighed. "Ripped her stitches. I have to run and get Sango. I am taking your car, Inu," he said as he walked out of the room.

Kagome lay resting against the mattress, blood soaking through the bandages over her side and staining Miroku's shirt.

Inu Yasha looked at the girl as he moved across the room. "She really did it this time, didn't she?" he asked.

Kouga nodded. "Yeah, looks like it."

Miroku ran outside, still shirtless, and hopped into the car. He started the car and spun out of the drive way and on to the road.

The girl on the bed groaned, and gave another tremor as her brow creased.

Kouga touched the girls pale face. "I don't know what to do for her, Inu."

Inu Yasha just stood there in silence, watching the girl.

Kagome's eyes opened for a moment, staring off at something unseen by the other two. Slowly, she blinked and continued looking in the same direction, a soft murmuring coming from her lips, her flesh burning against Kouga's fingertips.

Kouga looked down at the girl. "What is that you want Kagome? Speak up and tell me."

Kagome's parched lips parted further. "Hojo.... he's here..." she murmured.

Meanwhile, Miroku flew like a bat out of hell down the highway .He pulled up into Sango's driveway and laid on the horn.

Sango bolted out of her house and leapt into Miroku's car, signaling for him to step on it.