InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Fragile ❯ Stupidity ( Chapter 9 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

A/N Okay, so there was a delay in the updating of this story that you guys seem to love so much. And guess what, it loves you too. Anyways, I also noticed a very stupid mistake I made. The time went from October to September and we all know that October goes to November. So please excuse my retarded mistake and I did fix it. Oh, and this chapter picks up where the last one left off.

On another note, I'm starting to seriously get pissed off at FF.Net. That stupid horizontal line that I use to emphasize the time and date and change of present/past always gets placed in the wrong place and no matter how many times I try to change the stupid crap, it stays there. It might not be a big problem for you guys, but it is for me. This is my second most popular story and I can't even get the freaking outline to be proper. So, I'll try to fix it someway, but yeah. That's my rant of the day. Tune in next update to hear what else I have to complain about. Ooh, I know: how the idiots who want to take over the White House: McCain and Palin?! That always attracts people who hate.

Writer's block sucks.

Present
Past

Stupidity

If stupidity got us into this mess, then why can't it get us out?

12.33 pm

A very drunk Kagome tried to keep herself upright as she sat next to a slightly buzzed Inuyasha. She looked around the dimly lit room and saw something that had her giggly. Inuyasha looked at her, thinking that the alcohol had finally gotten to her, but when he saw what she was staring at, he started to laugh.

A drunken Miroku was trying to dance. Trying being the keyword here. It looked like a cross between a seizure and a very bad attempt at the Heimlich Maneuver. Both graduates looked at each other and burst out laughing to the point of tears. Finally, an embarrassed Sango pulled Miroku out of the living room and into some other part of the house.

“I would hate to live in this house,” Inuyasha muttered as he flung off a bra that had nearly struck him in the eye. “Such a bitch to clean in the morning.”

“Wha…why are you wor'ed `bout cleanin' when we, we could do som'hing else.” Kagome muttered as she swung herself around and began to kiss Inuyasha's neck. Inuyasha's breath hitched as Kagome continued her attack. He moaned and realized that he was going to have to remove her and her sweet kisses or risk exposure.

“Gome, off.” He managed to get out. She didn't listen and let her hands wander, reminding him briefly of Miroku. Not wanting to linger on those thoughts, he placed his hands on her hips as if he was going to get her off of him, but did the opposite and held her close to his erection. Her hands disappeared under his shirt and were everywhere, while his hands massaged her hips. She rolled them in response and he nearly bit his tongue off.

“You sure are affectionate when you're drunk off your ass,” Inuyasha commented. Kagome laughed and looked at him. To his surprise, she looked very sober. She leaned in, nearly thrusting her chest into his face, and whispered into those puppy ears she couldn't get enough of.

“Who ever said I wasn't affectionate?” She whispered huskily as she licked his ear. Inuyasha groaned and looked around the room. They had yet to draw the attention of the party-goers, but still did not want to risk it. Naraku would get mad, Kagome would get hurt, and it wasn't an ending that he was looking forward too. He quickly got up, making Kagome squeak as he set her on her feet and gently pushed her in front of him, directing her towards the door.

“Wha…What are you doing?” Kagome asked, wondering if perhaps she had gone too far. They had yet to have sex, but she really wanted to as of lately. There was a pressing need for her do it, like if she did, she would feel accomplished. Plus, she had heard that sex has a way of making you feel complete and so wonderful. She really needed it, to feel whole and to feel normal. So, yes, she got a little tipsy, made it seem like she was drunk, all so that Inuyasha would get into her pants.

“Keep walking.” He gruffly told her. She looked at him confused, but did was he said. They managed to get to his car, and it suddenly hit Kagome that Inuyasha had given her, Sango, and Miroku rides to the after-graduation party. However, she thought that Inuyasha must have remember this too, for she was surprised when he unlocked the car and held the door opened for her.

“What about Sango and Miroku? We can't just leave them stranded here!” Kagome protested. Inuyasha growled and gently slammed her against the car, making sure she didn't feel the impact too much. He pressed his body against hers so that she could feel how his arousal throbbed for her and how badly he was trying to restrain himself. He gently scraped her neck with his fangs and she shivered, feeling an instant heat go throughout her body and linger at her crotch.

“You can't start what you won't finish.” He growled at her, kissing her fiercely. She whimpered under the attack of his lips and felt his hands mark their territory all over her body. While one hand was cupping her breast, the other was grabbing her ass, pulling her as close as possible to the point where if it hadn't been for their clothes, they would of and could of right there in the street.

“Is that Inuyasha?” a question interrupted their making out session. Kagome quickly covered her face, burying it in Inuyasha's chest. The hanyou looked behind him and growled at a fellow jock who was grinning at him. “Who's the babe?”

“None of your fucking business,” Inuyasha growled angrily. The jock just kept grinning, ready to tease Inuyasha, but his friend was smart enough to pull him away, saying it wasn't good to interrupt a dog demon while they were practically rutting. Kagome peered over Inuyasha's shoulder and saw that the only people who could see them would probably be too stoned or drunk to remember. Quickly she got in to the car and pulled her hood over her face. Inuyasha jogged to the driver's seat after closing her door and started the car. Shifting into drive, Inuyasha and Kagome quickly sped away to continue their so called rutting some-where else.

November 3, 2006

2.43 am

Dr. Suikotsu was glad when the nurse left him alone. She had just done her rounds and was new so she wasn't informed that she didn't have to report to him every time that she finished checking on the patients. He didn't have the heart to point out her silly mistake, not wanting to embarrass her, so he left it up to the more experienced nurses to tell her. Deciding that he would mention it in passing to one of the nurses, Suikotsu moved on to thoughts that he did not want go have: Kagome.

She was injured and he really did not know how to help her.It scared him to think that at any moment, she could die, she could slip into a coma, or she could simply slip into a vegetative state.

He really did not want to start wandering about what could happen. Instead, he wanted to fill his thoughts with something else. He wanted to think about something else, wonder about someone else, but then he realized something.

He didn't have anything else.

12.58 am

Inuyasha groaned as he tried so hard to keep his eyes on the highway, but Kagome was making it so hard. She keep massaging his thigh, making sure that her fingers `accidentally' brush against his bulge. The car smelled of her arousal and she kept rubbing her thighs together, as if trying to dissipate the heat that was gathering there. She took off her sweater, finally letting go of his thigh, but she revealed a low-cut tank top underneath that showed the top of the breasts.

“Are you trying to make me crash the car?” Inuyasha asked, very tempted to pull the car over and absolutely have his way with her. Kagome laughed and wanted so badly to see how much more she could push him. As if reading her thoughts, Inuyasha jerked the car over and parked on the side of the road. It was pretty late, dark, and quiet. No one would bother them.

Kagome got out of the car, looked around, and saw the road was empty. The party they had gone to was pretty far, about thirty or forty minutes from the city, practically in the mountains, in a small, gated-community. The highway they had taken was usually covered in cars during the day, but at night, no one dares to drive out since there are wild animals and it was completely dark, with a few street lights every few meters.

Inuyasha appeared in front of her and lightly growled as he claimed her mouth in a ferocious kiss that nearly had her trembling. Refusing to appear so weak when it comes to his touches, she made sure that his body was shaking just as much as hers. Her hands went under his shirt, touching his heated body, shivering as her shirt was raised up. Her hands quickly traveled upward and went for his ears. Inuyasha's body tensed and soon practically went slack as Kagome grabbed his ears and began massaging them. She'd never tried it while they were making out, but know she was glad that she had.

“So that's why you don't like it when I massage them too much,” she whispered. Inuyasha moaned and buried his nose in her neck. He began to kiss her and soon, started to move lower, giving Kagome better access to his ears. He kissed the top of her breasts, kneading them and licking all the skin he could get. Meanwhile, she licked the outline of his ear, bringing the tip to her mouth and slightly sucking on it. Inuyasha breath hitched and he let out a moan.

“Shit, I'm gonna cum right here and now.” Inuyasha said as he stood up and grabbed Kagome's ass, making her squeak. He smirked and raised her leg, glad that she got the hint and wrapped it around his waist. He pressed his arousal against her core and had to release a moan, just like her. It felt so good and there was so much heat…

They both knew they weren't going to make it back to his place. Or a dingy hotel room on the way or anything like that. He would have to take her here and now or there were going to be some problems.

“God, Inuyasha, fuck me now or I'll shoot you.” Kagome groaned as Inuyasha put his claws to work. “Fuck the foreplay and just fuck me!”

“Just shut up and scream.” He replied as he moved towards her jeans. But before he could get any further, he noticed that everything got so much brighter than it had been before. He looked up and she looked confused. His eyes blinked, trying to get adjusted to the bright light, when he noticed what it was. Eyes widening, he barely had a chance to push or even warn Kagome as a truck hurled towards them and promptly put an end to the evening.

9.47 am

Clawed hands were wrapped around a well-used glass.It was, ironically, half-empty; Inuyasha snorted and brought the drink up to his lips, letting it burn his throat. He quickly finished it, but really did not want to refill it. It was bad enough that he was drinking in the morning, but he refused to stoop so low as to get drunk this early, especially since he had to start working in a few minutes.

Ever since June, he had practically been living in his office. He couldn't go home to sleep since Kagome had kicked him out and once every one else figured out why Kagome was so mad at him, he was surprised to see that the only one on his side was Miroku, but even then the new father had any patience for him.

He looked around his dingy office. It was so empty, quiet, and cold. He had his Harvard Law School diplomas hung, just so that his co-workers knew he worked his ass off to get there. One of the youngest prosecutors that Tokyo has seen, Inuyasha had been highly praised as an intelligent man who was to make history.He worked hard, he studied hard, and he very damn well deserved that title. And now, because of a scandalous affair, most of Japan hated him.

He had been branded as one of the worst husbands, one of the worst lawyers, and one of the worst of his kind. They picked at him, sneering, cursing, shouting. They nearly got him fired, killed, and almost broke him.They wanted him gone, out of the country, and out of the face of the Earth if possible. Because of him, Japan's redeemed angel was once again broken and who knew if she would survive this time.

Because of him, some of the purest hearts were shattered. He helped his family

Inuyasha picked up the bottle of alcohol and was about to pour himself some more, when he realized that the media, and the tabloids, and all those fucking vultures were right. He was scum, alcoholic scum, who cared more about his image than his family. If it weren't for his kids' godparents, they would be rotting in some orphanage where they would surely be taunted.If it weren't for Suikotsu and Kaede, his unborn baby would be dead. If it weren't for all his friends and her brother, Kagome would be gone.

With a growl, he threw the bottle, along with the glass, against the wall. It wasn't supposed to end this way! He and Kagome were supposed to get their own fucking `happily ever after', loving each other every waking moment, joyful that they had survived Naraku's tyranny and managed to build their lives with each other.He was supposed to take care of her, always loving her, always protecting her, not fucking around with her cousin!

They were supposed to be fucking happy, with their three beautiful children, in their home, fucking happy!

Inuyasha Takahashi slammed his briefcase. There was no use staying in his office when he had been refused any more cases until the media calmed down. With a growl, he stormed out of his office, ignoring his new, male secretary. He went down to the parking lot and soon sped out of the building, nearly running over the few lingering reporters.

He was going to make his shitty happily ever after come true, even if it killed him.

June 19, 1992

“Inuyasha,” Kagome moaned. Her knees buckled and her grinning hanyou caught her before she fell on the floor. He kept massaging her thigh, feeling the heat being emitted from her core. His other hand was cupping her breast, while his mouth was busy kissing her bare breast. Her hand was pressed to the back of his head, trying to get him as close as possible while the other hand was stroking his ear. He scraped her breast with his fangs and grinned when he heard her reaction. “Oh, god.”

“I told you it's okay to call me Inuyasha.” the hanyou said as he removed his mouth from her swollen, sensitive nipple and moved to the other one. Kagome opened her lust-clouded orange eyes and looked into her partner's equally lustful gold eyes.

“That killed the mood,” Kagome said as she let go of him and unwrapped her legs from his waist. Inuyasha frowned and tried to resume their previous actions, but Kagome had already covered herself.

“What? I had to say it.” Inuyasha said. Kagome rolled her eyes and laid back down on the bed. She yawned and stretched her arms, arching her back, and attracting the attention of Inuyasha's eyes on her chest.

“Yeah, well, your stupidity killed the mood. So, suck it.” Kagome said. Inuyasha moved forward, placing his still-raging erection in her center, trapping both her hands above her hand and using his other hand to quickly strip her torso. Because of the flimsy material that they were both wearing, they could feel everything. He grabbed her bare breast and began to kneed and pinch it.

“That's what I was trying to do,” he whispered into her ear. She moaned as she felt those wonderful fangs of his scrape against her neck and moving lower and lower to the one breast he didn't have a change to taste. Her arousal hit his nose full force and he groaned as her legs wrapped around his waist, trying to pull him closer into her.

“And here I worried I was going to die a virgin,” Kagome moaned as Inuyasha let go of her wrists and managed to slip his hand into her panties. He let out a groan when he touched her nether lips and felt how wet she was. Slipping a finger into her, they kissed fiercely, trying to stifle the sounds they made.

“Inuyasha,” she managed to get out. He placed another finger within in her and his eyes rolled back as her muscles squeezed his fingers. “Oh, shit. Fuck, some one can walk in.”

“Then let them enjoy the show.” Inuyasha said as he lowered her panties and took sight of the curls that hid the one place where he really wanted to be buried in.

“This is what nearly got us killed the first time,” Kagome commented. Inuyasha groaned as memories of the accident hit him and completely murdered the mood without any hope of reviving it. Kagome noticed that Inuyasha was no longer hard and she was no longer wet. “Guess I killed the mood this time.”

“Damn right,” Inuyasha said as he promptly sat down on the chair, his legs opened, showing Kagome that he wasn't wearing any boxers. He could also see up her hospital gown and grinned when he saw that she was wearing a set of puppy-print underwear he had given her.

“We've got plenty of time. We should just be celebrating that we survived the car crash and heal.” Kagome said as she looked at Inuyasha. The lucky bastard was being released today while she still had probably a week more. The doctors didn't allow her to use her miko powers to heal, saying that it could be dangerous to lose so much energy and it could put her and her heart at risk again.

“Yeah, sure.” Inuyasha mumbled. He was still beating himself up for the accident. If he had just been able to keep in his pants, then he and Kagome wouldn't have nearly died when that truck hit them.

“Hey!” Kagome shouted, startling him. She slid off the bed and sat on his lap, facing him. “It's not your fault. It was that asshole who was stupid enough to drive while he wasn't able to. We were just there, minding our own business, and there was no way that you could have been able to tell that that stupid trucker was going to hit us.”

“You shouldn't have gotten hurt so badly, though.” Inuyasha said. Kagome smiled. Out of the two of them, she was the one who suffered the most life threatening injuries, even though Inuyasha had covered her body with his, She had some previous wounds from her latest beating hadn't healed completely yet, so when she landed roughly on the ground, they opened up and were even stretched out against her skin.

“Technically, it's Naraku's fault. If he hadn't snuck in that beating before the party, then I wouldn't have had my back and sides all fucked up.” Kagome said. Inuyasha growled and Kagome rubbed his ear. “It doesn't hurt. I'm all doped up on painkillers, which is why I wasn't complaining about the pain when you were making your moves on me.”

“He shouldn't even be beating you up. He should be acting like a father and protect,” he said. Kagome sighed, knowing that she best put out the fire before they all get burned.

“He isn't my father. He's barely a guardian. I don't care if he kicks the living crap out of me as long as he leaves Souta alone.” Both patients snapped towards the door when they realized that the last sentences weren't heard by just the two of them. In the doorway stood Kagome's doctor, Jinenji, who was trying to look as inconspicuous as possible by pretending to read his patient's chart.

“Oh, shit.” Kagome slapped her forehead, cursing her stupidity. Why in the world did she have to speak so loudly?

“Sorry to interrupt. I need to examine Kagome.” The shy doctor said. Kagome and Inuyasha looked at one another, realizing that they were in a very compromising position. Kagome got off and sat on her bed, hoping that Dr. Jinenji was trying to act as if he saw something he shouldn't have, instead of heard.

“Sorry,” Kagome said. The room was thick with silence and embarrassment as both teenagers felt the soft blue stare of the doctor. “Ah, so, the weather these days man….really, really nice?”

Inuyasha tried to stifle his chuckle, but ended up snorting. Kagome looked at him and Dr. Jinenji laughed. Kagome looked outside the window and saw that it was pretty bright outside.

“What?” she wondered. Inuyasha shook his head and Dr. Jinenji stepped forward.

“I just wanted to do a quick, routine check up. It's been a few days since your last one and I also wanted to some scans of your concussion and see if you are able better.” The soft-spoken doctor said. Kagome smiled at the doctor and nodded. She had grown to like the doctor. He was intelligent, quick, and a little timid, but he was still pretty honest with someone. He was easy to love and easy to remember, being practically the only half-horse demon with his size and his beautiful blue eyes.

“Keh, I guess I'm leaving,” Inuyasha said. He stood up and left the room, but not before throwing Kagome a suggestive wink that had her blushing. “Later.”

The door shut close and Dr. Jinenji looked at Kagome with a curious stare that had her blush deepening in color. He averted his stare and looked back at his papers.

“So, Kagome, how are you feeling today?” he asked her. She closed her eyes, trying to calm her heart beat and her hormones. She still had not forgotten that Dr. Jinenji had walked in while she had nearly shouted about Naraku's disgusting fetishes.

“Ah, pretty good. My head doesn't hurt and I can't feel the pain in my torso.” She replied, trying to give the most neutral answer as possible.

“That is a sign of improvement, but we are still worried about internal bleeding.” Her doctor replied, jotting down some notes on his clipboard. He pulled out his stethoscope and Kagome straighten up, knowing the procedure. He walked over to her, listening to her heart and to her lungs. “We were lucky to catch it when you came in the E.R., but those internal wounds could reopen. I need you to take it easy and not stress yourself out. The surgery for those wounds was very risky and if we do them again, who knows what could happen.”

“Alright,” Kagome said, making mental notes of what her doctor was saying. She would have to tell of this to Inuyasha later, and he would most likely cut out their favorite past time activity. “So, when can I be released?”

“We are unsure,” Dr. Jinenji replied, writing on his clipboard. He looked up at her and stared at her, almost as if he was seeing through her. “We still need to figure out why the cuts on your torso were so large, too large. There is a factor that the police and I are missing as to explain your injuries and what happened that night.”

“But it was a car crash. There's a million different ways I could have gotten these wounds.” Kagome said. Her heart beat increased, and she knew deep down that Dr. Jinenji knew. He was a caring man, and knowing him, he would try his hardest to figure out the `missing factor'.

“There might be, but no matter how many scenarios we replay, there is no way that you would have gotten that many shallow cuts. Inuyasha was on top of you, shielding your body, sustaining most of the injuries, yet you are the one who ends up with internal bleeding and cuts so deep we can see your bones.”

“Why do you guys need to find out how I got my wounds?” Kagome asked, silently begging for the change of topic to stick. “We know who crashed into me and he's been arrested.”

“It's for the court. The man's lawyer will try make the car crash seem like a small bump. If we provide the prosecutors with full details of what happened, which they are requesting that we do, then perhaps the man's years of confinement will be increased.”

“So, they need to know absolutely everything.” Kagome slowly said. They had yet to talk to her and Inuyasha, their parents/guardians saying that they needed more time to recuperate. But what if the officers interviewing them were demons? They could smell the lies miles away and would call them out on it. Inuyasha and she couldn't answer questions like what were they doing before the car crash, or even on the side of the road.

“Yes, they do.” Dr. Jinenji said, bringing Kagome back to the topic at hand. “Is there anything you would like to tell me? Or something you want to say, need to say?”

She froze and cursed her luck. He knew. He definitely knew, or at least had his suspicions before and her statement said out loud when he was entering the room confirmed everything. He could see right through her and could tell when she was lying.

She was screwed.

“No.”

And it wasn't a lie. It wasn't something she liked to say, but it showed that she wasn't capable of taking care of herself and of her brother. She didn't like to say it because then it would be her parents, especially her mother's, fault that she was in this mess. She didn't want to say anything, because then her brother would be in trouble. She didn't need to say anything because she knew that as soon as her brother was 18 and gone far away, hidden from Naraku, there was nothing that she had to hide. She didn't need to say anything because she knew that one day, Karma would hit Naraku and nearly leave him crippled, broken down, destroyed like her.

“Alright.” Dr. Jinenji said in a tone that she knew meant that he didn't believe her and was going to find out what was happening on his own. “The nurses will be here soon to take you for your scans and your x-rays.”

“Thank you,” Kagome replied, the phrase holding multiple meanings. Dr. Jinenji nodded and made his way out.

“I'll make sure that everything is repaired and restored back to normal.” The kind-hearted hanyou said, leaving Kagome alone. The teenage trouble miko began to panic, wondering and knowing what Jinenji was planning to do. And knowing Naraku, he wouldn't be safe. She had to do something.

But before she could jump to her feet and start pacing, trying to think, there was a knock on her door. Not waiting for her answer, the visitor strolled in, walking as if he owned the place.

“Well, well, step-daughter, quite the hole you've managed to dug this time.” Naraku said with such mockery that Kagome knew he was up to something. He grimed as he looked around the simple hospital room filled with balloons, flowers, and cards. “Such trouble it's caused me.”

“Why the hell has it caused you trouble?” Kagome asked as she kept her stare on the business tycoon. He walked around the room, picking up heart-filled cards as if they were a disease or a leech waiting to attack him. He threw them on the floor, stepping on them, and continuing his stroll around the room. He had one pocket dug deep into his black suit and the other waving about in the room, as if trying to scare off the emotional mementos.

“The press has been wondering what my teenager daughter was doing alone with a teenage boy, who happens to be the son of one of the wealthiest families in the country, in the middle of the night.” Naraku said, with such simplicity that Kagome knew his reaction was going to be bad. He made it seemed like nothing happened, as if Kagome has merely got caught with her hand in the cookie jar.

“What did you tell them?” Kagome asked suspiciously. Naraku was good as being good. He would make it seem like he was the victim, even if the person who got injured had no relation towards him. He had such a way with words, able to make anyone eat out of the palm of his hand without question what poison he was giving them.

“I told them they would have to wait until my darling, whore of a daughter got better.” Naraku growled. He managed to get across the room during his sentence and yanked Kagome by the hair. She gasped at the pain, closing her eyes, but a harsh yank opened them once more, orange clashing with red. “I said that my daughter's health was more important than answering some petty questions. `My daughter is more important than any silly news article. Until she gets better, I will not say another word.'”

His voice mocked the words he did not mean. His grip on his reluctant step-daughter's hair tightened more and yanked harder. His mouth was twisted in a sardonic sneer. But she did not care for she will not give in to him.

“I hope you're fucking happy for all the trouble you've caused me. Because of you, I look bad and my company looks bad. We've already lost a few clients and some are starting to drop hints of wanting to leave. You fucking whore!” he roared as he threw her across the room. She hit the wall and crumpled to the floor, trying to catch her breath and wondering if anyone had heard that. “Just because you couldn't stop fucking some idiot, I'm under fire.”

He stormed over to her and picked her up by the neck, his clawed fingers wrapping tightly against her throat. She struggled, her blunt nails digging into his demon skin, her feet trying to hit something, her lungs screaming for air, and her vision already darkening. His laughter reached her ears and she opened her eyes to see a sinister smirk on his face. He threw her again like a rag doll, and she hit the frame of her bed. Her ribs took most of the pain and she squeezed her eyes shut, grasping the sheets tightly to prevent herself from crying out loud.

“Make up a bullshit story,” she finally spat at him. His eyes narrowed. “That's what you're good at after all.”

He walked towards her but stopped short. He slightly turned his head towards the door and frowned. Someone was coming and he had yet to finish his conversation with his beloved step-daughter. He grabbed her by the shoulders and set her on the table. Kagome already knew the drill: she had to pretend that she had collapsed and hurt herself and Naraku was only trying to help. Taking a deep breath and touching her bruised side, Kagome got ready for the lies that were about to be spew from her mouth.

The door opened and Inuyasha walked in, changed into his regular clothes and holding a bag of food in his hand. He was about to say something, but when he spotted Naraku in the room and a wincing Kagome, he stopped and scowled.

“You fucking sick bastard!” Inuyasha told Naraku. Kagome groaned in the back, knowing what Inuyasha was doing. “Can't wait for her to heal so that you can use her as your fucking punching bag.”

Naraku raised an eyebrow and looked at a trembling Kagome. He wasn't exactly frowning, but he wasn't smiling either. She knew it wasn't a good sign, and wondered why Inuyasha had to be such a big idiot to open his mouth.

“So, the half-breed knows. Such a wonderful surprise.” Naraku said in such a silky, smooth voice that Kagome wondered what he was up to.

“What the fuck did you call me?” Inuyasha asked, angering quickly. He tightly clutched the bag in his hands and Kagome could see that he was punching holes into it.

“Look, you little mongrel, I suggest you keep this information to yourself. Who knows what could happen if you open that trap of yours.” Naraku snapped. Inuyasha's eyes narrowed.

“You little shit! Who the fuck do you think you are to dare to threaten me like that?” Inuyasha growled.

“I believe that I am a man who can make your life living hell.” Naraku replied in a hostile tone. Kagome stepped forward, realizing that things could get out of control really fast.

“Naraku, Inuyasha isn't going to say anything. The only reason that he knows is because he able to hear the screams from the house when you so kindly beat my face in.” Kagome said, stepping in between the two. “Inuyasha, please don't provoke him. Especially know when the press is giving us shit for the trouble we caused.”

Inuyasha looked at Naraku dead in the eyes, looking at a man who completely destroyed the life of a teenage girl and boy. Naraku simply stared back, a smirk adorning his lips. Hesitantly, Inuyasha stepped back and crossed his arms.

“As much as I love visiting you daughter, I must take leave.” Naraku replied. He pulled Kagome into a short hug that had her confused, but she realized that someone must be listening or seeing. “I need to go and see how Souta is doing. The poor boy misses you terribly.”

“Then tell him to visit me more.” Kagome replied, awkwardly hugging back. Naraku pulled away and walked out of the room. The injured miko heard some quiet steps also following and she knew it had been a reported that managed to sneak in.

“What was that all about?” Inuyasha asked, not knowing the silent system that kept Naraku looking good in the public eyes.

“We pretend to be all family-like only when there's press around. A reporter must have snuck in and Naraku heard or saw him. He pulled out the “Greatest Dad in the World” routine, while I played the “Grateful Step-Daughter” act.” Kagome shrugged.

“I swear that bastards going to get it some day.” Inuyasha growled. Kagome silently sat back down on her bed, fidgeting with the hem of her gown.

“Some day might be too far away.” She whispered, looking up to the one man who hadn't managed to hurt her quite yet. “He'll get his and all will be right.”

“I shouldn't have said anything.” Inuyasha muttered. Kagome snorted.

“Yeah, that might have been wise.” Kagome said. Inuyasha looked at her and she turned away. “What's done is done. Let's just hope the shit won't stink too badly.”

The two stayed that way, wondering if perhaps tomorrow might not be as bad as today.

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