InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Guardian Angel ❯ Heart beats ( Chapter 2 )

Guardian Angel

 

Chapter 2: Heart beats

 

Vixen-Virus

 

Rating: T

 

Genre: Romance/Mystery.

 

Summary: A story of the supernatural. A young woman who quit believing in love and a young man that would make her believe again, united after an untimely death. Tell me; have you ever dance with a ghost? InuXKag. One-shot turned story.

 

Dedication: ObsessedInuyashaFan.

 

Extras: Awkward…Lol so thank you to a wonderful reviewer by the name of ObsessedInuyashaFan, I realized I had not even touched Guardian Angel since my last A/N. I am so sorry! I can't believe that I neglected it and left a few of you waiting! I'm a fanfiction.net writer, so I hardly ever come on here but that still doesn't justify my neglect.

 

So without further ado, welcome to Guardian Angel, chapter 2.

 

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Guardian Angel

 

“I refuse.” Kagome said with determination as she crossed her arms over her chest, shaking her head once again as she sat at her computer desk, a window open to the news paper dating nearly two months ago.

 

“There is just no way.” She whispered again as she looked at the screen, re-reading the lines again.

 

19-year-old InuYasha Takahashi died in a car accident at 10:03 am, Tuesday.

 

She shook her head, looking to the small picture of the smiling man with waist length silver hair, wearing a causal black suit with a red tie. His golden eyes peering back at hers.

 

It couldn't be.

 

Yet it was.

 

That was, with no doubt in her mind, the man that she had danced with just a few days ago. She sat back, running a hand through her black hair, her blue eyes wide as she read the sentence again.

 

She had spent nearly the whole day searching on any information she could find on InuYasha. She had found out that he was indeed a very important person at Miroku's father's industry. He had graduated early, with honors. His mother had died from cancer when he was young and his father had died from a heart attack at an early age. He had lived with his elder brother, Sesshomaru Takahashi until he had gotten a steady job, moving out a few months after he turned eighteen.

 

“This is so wrong.” Kagome whispered as she saw a small bio of him, and an interview he did for the magazine: Young Business. He was a tough guy, with a few walls that were far too high for anyone to break. He had kept his private life private, though few stories had leaked here and there. He seemed to be a big deal in the business world, before his accident.

 

“Kagome, are you still searching?” Sango asked as she came out of the shower, a pink towel wrapped securely around her as she dried her long brown hair with another one. She sighed as Kagome ignored her, watching the smaller girl re-read and click away. She shook her head and came over; looking at the picture of the man Kagome had supposedly danced with.

 

She had to admit he was quite handsome, with shining gold eyes and a small confident smirk. She frowned when she looked at Kagome, her eyes looked so tired.

 

“Kagome, come on. Let it go. Let's go out tonight, alright?” She nudged her friend. Kagome shook her head, clicking on another article before Sango frowned and reached behind the computer, pulling the cord she braced herself for the lashing she would surely get.

 

“Sango! What the heck are you doing?” Kagome screamed when her screen went blank. Sango looked back at her friend with worried eyes.

 

“You need to stop obsessing over this guy, Kagome.” Kagome glared at her and stood up, storming out of the living room and into her room, shutting the door loudly behind her. Sango stood, staring after her friend before sighing, going into her room.

 

She knew Sango didn't believe her, she knew it was insane to believe it herself but she knew what she had felt. He was real. He had held her, had danced with her…had made her feel.

 

She shook her head as she sunk into her bed, laying on her stomach as she buried her head into her pillow.

 

How could this be real? It couldn't. He had clearly died two months ago, a funeral was held and people had gone…yet he was there. He had been there, dancing with her and making her believe that maybe, just maybe…

 

She shook her head again and shut her eyes from the world.

 

She was really losing it.

 

***

 

“Kagome, come on out, please?” Sango asked again, knocking on her door. No answer. Again. She sighed and turned away from the door, going to the kitchen counter se picked up the white notepad and wrote a small note telling Kagome she was out on a date with Miroku.

 

Looking back at Kagome's door she sighed again and picked up her jacket, walking out of their apartment.

 

Kagome waited until the soft click of the front door sounded before she opened the door, and got herself something to drink. She did feel bad that she was shutting Sango out, but it was hard when she didn't understand.

 

She may be going insane, but she knew what happened that night was real. He was really there, he really held her and she really had felt his lips against her cheek.

 

She smiled sadly as she looked at the glass of water in her hand. Maybe she was just being silly. What if it had all been in her mind? She sighed and shook her head, moving to go back to her room before she saw a flash of silver. Frozen in fear she looked around the dark apartment building.

 

Another flash.

 

And another.

 

“W-Who's there?” Kagome squeaked out as she started back up and frantically looking around.

 

Fear constricting her movements. She held her breath as she felt a presence creep around her. She shut her eyes, her fists clenched as she sucked in a breath. And then…

 

She heard a soft chuckle.

 

Wide blue eyes stared into the dead of night to see a figure sitting on her couch. She frowned when she stepped closer, only to see the familiar silver hair and amused gold eyes. He smiled at her.

 

“Hey.”

 

And she let out a soft sound of surprise, her throat too dry to actually scream. She started backing away, about to dash into her room. She ran through the hall and opened her door, slamming it shut she gaped for air.

 

“This is…no. This isn't happening. I refuse. I absolutely refuse…”

 

“Refuse what?” She turned quickly and covered her mouth with her hand to stop the scream as she saw him sitting on her bed casually. Her heart was pounding so loudly she thought for sure he could hear it. She started hyperventilating as she slunk to the ground, her back against her door as tears of confusion and fear came to her eyes.

 

“Hey, woah, Kagome, stop…” She watched as he stood from her bed and came close to her.

 

She should have been scared.

 

But she wasn't.

 

He pulled her close and wrapped an arm around her, bringing her small shaking body into his lap and let her cry against his chest as he leaned against the doorframe. His hand ran through her hair, soothing her to calm her sobs. He frowned when she only continued.

 

So he stayed, letting her cry as he held her.

 

“Y-You aren't real…” She whispered. He simply shut his eyes and tightened his grip on her body.

 

He wasn't sure why she could see him, or why he had been so drawn to her to ask her for a dance. He was just as shocked as she was when she had accepted. He had been dead for nearly two months, and even he knew the rules of the living.

 

No one could see, hear or feel him.

 

That's just how it was supposed to be. He was just kidding around when he asked her to dance, knowing she wouldn't answer, yet she had frozen and turned…and accepted. He had schooled his shock into a smile, but his heart, metaphorically speaking, had thudded rapidly against his chest.

 

He didn't understand at all. How had she been able to see him, to hear him and touch him?

 

He looked down at the crying girl in his arms and pressed his lips against her temple. Her body was warm. He didn't think he'd ever get to feel warmth ever again, yet somehow he had, with this girl in his arms, he could feel the warmth and the wetness of her tears against his shirt.

 

He let out a breath he hadn't realized he was holding and looked up into the sky, out her window that was on the other side of the room to see brightly twinkling stars. He had so many questions, so many things running through his mind but all that he could focus on was the way she fit against him.

 

“H-How are you…? I…I don't understand…” She whispered, finally pulling away to look into his eyes. Her eyes had grown red and puffy from her excessive and confused crying. He smiled at her sadly, running a thumb over her tears, wiping them away.

 

It felt good to feel again.

 

“I…I wish I had an answer for you.” He finally answered. She looked into his eyes, seeing the frustration in them. She took a deep breath, not sure how to proceed as she swallowed thickly.

 

“I…I'm going crazy.” She whispered as she pulled away. He didn't let her though, only pulling her back into his arms, his voice urgent.

 

“Please…don't. Let me hold you…let me feel again.” He whispered. The desperation in his voice made it hard for her to deny. So instead of doing what she should have, scream, she rested against his body, noticing the cool touch he had.

 

She could feel his chest rise up and down in a breathing motion, but though she tried desperately hard, she couldn't hear a heart beat for the life of her. She trained so hard on hearing what wasn't there she didn't notice the way he seemed to relax, the way his breathing evened out and the way his eyes closed.

 

Moments passed of silence before she looked up, her own eyes dropping as she looked at his sleeping face.

 

And against her better judgment, she let her self succumb to slumber.

 

***

 

She could hear the chirping birds outside, and she could feel the warmth of the suns rays and slowly she peered her eyes open. Stretching she jolted in pain as she moved her back and neck. Then she realized she wasn't sleeping on her bed, but in front of her door.

 

Confusion clouded over before realization.

 

Him.

 

InuYasha.

 

He had been there…hadn't he? He had to! She remembered feeling his touch, and his words. Again. But she knew, no matter what, he had been there, he had held her and she had cried.

 

Standing up and stretching her body and let out a soft yawn before opening the door and bumping into Sango.

 

“Oh…hi…” She awkwardly smiled. Sango smiled back and started to continue to her root to the washroom before Kagome shot a hand out, holding her elbow gently. Her arm was warm…the opposite of his.

 

She looked into her best friends eyes, smiling. She probably had a heartbeat…unlike him.

 

“I'm sorry.” Kagome whispered and Sango smiled, pulling her best friend into her arms and hugging the life out of her.

 

“Don't be!” She smiled and held her best friend back.

 

“So, how was your date with Miroku?” Kagome asked as they stood in front of her room. Sango lit with excitement as she told her about the dinner and the movie, about the way he had held her and they had watched the stars before he drove her home.

 

“Right, right…but did you kiss?” Kagome nudged her. Sango blushed and gave a small nod of her head, to which Kagome squealed and hugged her tightly.

 

“That is adorable!” Kagome cheered as the two started walking toward the kitchen, getting breakfast ready. Moments of Kagome starting to crack eggs and Sango getting orange juice ready the girls sat down to eat, chatting about her next date with Miroku.

 

“Well he asked me out for the Saturday coming up.” She smiled as she played with her eggs. Kagome smiled back happily at her before looking to the couch, where InuYasha had sat the night before. She frowned and ignored it, turning back to Sango.

 

“So, what were your plans for today?” Kagome asked with a small smile as she started clearing her plate. Sango shrugged and looked to her.

 

“Wanna go grab some coffee?”

 

***

 

“No, but then he said he'd call me later and gave me the most mind blowing kiss ever.” Sango sighed dreamily as they waited for Kagome's coffee. Kagome rolled her eyes and sighed.

 

“About time. It's only been, what? Eight billion years? Geez you guys sure take your sweet time.” She was responded by a hip nudge by her best friend. She laughed and shrugged her shoulders as her drink order came up. Moving towards the stand she started picking up her drink before someone's hand brushed over hers.

 

“Sorry!” She smiled brightly and turned…

 

To see familiar ice blue eyes staring back at her in shock.

 

“Kagome?”

 

“Koga?”

 

And then the world seemed to skip a beat.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A/N: Oh snap. The long awaited second chapter. I cannot believe it's actually been about five years since I first posted the first chapter…that is so ridiculous! I'm so sorry to anyone who waited for the second chapter! But I hope you enjoyed it, nonetheless!

 

Take care,

 

Vixen