InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Happy Medium or Extreme Aggravation ❯ Electroconvulsive Shock Therapy ( Chapter 6 )

Disclaimer: I wish InuYasha belonged to me in more ways than one.

 

Sorry about the wait people but I've been pretty busy, work and school and stuff. I have two midterms this week so I'll be pretty busy studying. Thanks to all that reviewed and just to let you guys know I have a short one-shot posted for Samurai Champloo if anyone is interested. I think it's pretty funny but that's just me. Well enjoy.

 

Chapter 5: Electroconvulsive Shock Therapy

 

 

Kagome awoke to the sounds of Sango and Kagura talking excitedly about their plans for the day. She walked into the kitchen to get a cup of coffee to wake herself up. Sango and Kagura looked at her and were about to say hello when they burst into hysterical laughter instead.

 

“What are you guys laughing at?” Kagome looked behind herself to see if Rin was there making funny faces at her but it was obvious that she was the butt of their inside joke.

 

“Have you looked in the mirror yet today?” Sango forced the words out of her mouth through her laughter.

 

Kagome groaned. She was cursed to wake up with frizzy hair and red marks on her face where she'd lain on her watch. Then she smirked. Sango looked alarmed and Kagura looked wary. “I just realized something.” Kagome crooned as she sauntered over to the coffee maker. “While it only takes me ten minutes after my shower to be back to my former self. You two have to get up at the butt-crack of dawn to arrange your faces.” She smiled over her cup to see Sango and Kagura with their mouths hanging open. “You guys might want to close those I hear the fruit flies are invading again.”

 

The other two hastily schooled their expressions. “When did you get so sarcastic?” Kagura asked turning back to her frosted flakes.

 

“I've been hanging around you two for way too long I guess.” Kagome sat on a chair next to Sango eyeing her toast.

 

“How long does it take Rin to take a shower anyway? She's been in there for like 40 minutes.” Sango changed the subject and wrapped an arm around her plate to protect it from Kagome.

 

As if on cue Rin popped into the kitchen and snagged one of Sango's jelly smeared toasts. “Look who's talking. As I recall you were in there for like an hour.” She took the remaining chair at the dinette.

 

“Hey that's mine you little thief.”

 

Rin just smiled and said, “So what do you have planned for today?”

 

“Well, I'm planning to avoid Kouga by going to Horton Plaza downtown. I feel like shopping. Who wants to go with me?”

 

The air was filled with a chorus of “I do, I do” and “me, me, me” The only one silent was Kagome. Sango, Rin and Kagura finally noticed her reticence and looked at her.

 

“Hey aren't you coming too Kagome?”

 

Kagome squirmed in her seat. She didn't want them to know about her plan yet. Playing 20 questions this early in the morning wasn't her idea of fun. “Um, I have something to do this morning. But I'll uh, catch up with you guys later. Pinky swear.” She gave them what she hoped was a reassuring smile. In truth, she looked as though she'd received 2,000 volts of electricity because her hair was standing on end and she had a grimace plastered on her face.

 

The others were dubious.

 

“Care to tell us what's more important than shopping with the girls?” Sango was on the verge of mutiny. Kagome didn't keep secrets from her.

 

“Um, no not really.” She hastily added, “Right now anyway. I promise to tell you later okay?”

 

“Whatever. Keep your stupid secrets. C'mon girls lets get ready.” Sango gave Kagome a smile that told her that she wasn't mad. That smile turned into a wicked grin. “Well Kagome, you better take your shower so that you can get back to your former self.” She laughed and ran out of the way of the slice of toast that Kagome had chucked at her.

 

Later

 

After her shower, Kagome put on an outfit that she had bought the other week. Khaki cargo shorts and a black baby T with a psychedelic picture of Blondie on the front, she also had on a pair of brown Roxy flip-flops. She was wondering what to do with her long midnight hair when the other three girls busted into the bedroom to check on her. They lounged on the bed and stared at Kagome. She looked at what her friends were wearing. Sango had on a pair of pink clamdiggers and a white spaghetti strapped shirt. Kagura had a hippie style skirt on that was made up of different patterned squares of fabric like a quilt and a loose blue button up shirt. She had taken the little braids it had taken a couple hours to install out and her hair looked like it had been crimped with an iron but still had a lot of shine. Kagome wished that she could have pulled off that look. Rin as ever was the picture of simplicity. She had on a knee-length summer dress that was white with a dragon wrapped around the body. Then she took in her friends expressions and hesitantly said, “uh, what are you guys doing here?”

 

“We're here to try to talk you into changing your mind about going with us.” They said in unison.

 

Okay, this is getting weird. “Forget it guys. I've got something to do. You aren't going to talk me into or out of anything so leave me alone.” Kagome finally decided to put her hair into a loose bun and fastened it with a pair of chopsticks that she found on Rin's vanity. Then she realized something. She turned back around to her friends and said, “Can one of you give me a ride home so that I can get my car?”

 

“Fine, we'll take you on the way to the mall.” Kagura got off the bed and walked out. The other two followed with slumped shoulders and hanging heads.

 

Kagome saw their reflection in the mirror and felt bad so she called Sango over to tell her something. “Sango, look, I'm really sorry but you know I'd go if this wasn't important right? I promise I'll dish it out tonight and then you can tell Kagura and Rin about it okay?”

 

“Yeah okay, I guess that'll work. But you swear to tell me first?” Sango pouted.

 

Before Kagome could answer, Rin yelled at them to hurry up. So they sighed and left the apartment.

 

40 minutes later

 

Kagome was on her way to put her plan into motion. She'd called to make sure that Hojo was home and she'd told him that she had something very important to say and that she would feel much better about it if they were face to face.

 

As she drove through the streets, surrounding the university on her way to Hojo's apartment she thought about what she was going to do. A year and a half was a long time to be dating someone, but she was sure that this was the right thing to do. She tried to feel sad about it but she couldn't muster the feeling. Well that's it. If I can't be sad about it then my heart must not be into it anymore. She parked her red 200sx on the street and walked up two flights of steps to his door. Here goes nothing. She raised her arm to knock when she heard someone yelling two floors down.

 

“JUST GET THE FUCK OUT! I'M NOT NO ONE'S FUCKING DOORMAT!”

 

“FINE, BUT YOU'LL BE CRAWLING BACK TO ME BEGGING TO HAVE ME BACK! YOU'LL SEE YOU WORTHLESS PRICK!”

 

Kagome heard a door slam and heavy running steps retreating. She thought about it. That was weird. It must be a big day for breakups. I hope Hojo doesn't start a scene. Who am I kidding it's Hojo for god's sake. But for a second there the voices sounded like . . . ah forget it I'm just trying to stall. I need to get this over with and move on. She shrugged and knocked on the door.

 

Hojo answered Kagome's knock with alacrity scooping her up into a hug and planting a kiss on her cheek. “I'm glad you aren't mad at me Kagome-chan. You stormed out of the library yesterday and I could hardly concentrate on studying.” (a/n Hojo is from Japan. The rest of the gang was born in the US so they don't do the whole -chan and -sama thing. I decided to add this now. Don't ask why.)

 

Kagome squirmed in Hojo's embrace uncomfortable with his words because it made guilt well up inside her and eroded her resolve. But not so much that she wouldn't continue with her original plan. “Hojo we need to talk.” Kagome extracted herself and walked into the living room. “Can we sit please?”

 

“Sure, sure have a seat please. Now what's so important?” Hojo took a seat next to Kagome on the couch and held her hand.

 

Kagome thought about what she had planned to say. Well I guess I might as well come out and say it. There's no reason to beat around the bush. She took a deep breath and looked down at their clasped hands.

 

“Hojo, the last year and a half has been great. You've been great. I really appreciate all of the support you've given me. But the truth is I'm no longer satisfied with our relationship and I think that we should start seeing other people. I'm sure that a great guy such as yourself will have no problems finding someone to love you the way that you deserve to be loved. You have a lot to offer someone who can appreciate you. Unfortunately, right now that person isn't me. I would not feel right to lead you on and living a lie. I'm rambling aren't I? I always ramble when I'm nervous. I'm sorry.” Kagome finally looked up at Hojo's face. To her surprise, he didn't look angry or sad. It was almost disappointing, she was secretly hoping for a fight.

 

Finally Hojo spoke. “Kagome-chan, relax. I understand completely and I appreciate your honesty. As much as I wish that it were not true, all that I want is for you to be happy. And if you ever change your mind, I'll be here waiting for you.” Hojo flashed her a kind smile and patted her hand that was still held in his own.

 

“Thank you for being understanding Hojo. I would never want to hurt you.” Kagome stood up and was followed shortly by Hojo. “So I guess I'll see you around campus then?”

 

“Of course.” Hojo walked Kagome to the door and watched her start to walk away. She turned after a few steps and looked at him.

 

“Goodbye Hojo. You've been terrific and I hope that we can still be friends.” (a/n: she said it, no ex wants to hear)

 

“Definitely.” She turned back around and walked away without another backwards glance. She never saw the flash of despair that showed briefly in his eyes as the girl that he loved walked away from him.

 

Two Floors Down

 

InuYasha paced back and forth in his living room, his Operation Ivy cd blaring in the background. How the hell could that slut do that to me? I've done everything for her. And she just throws it away for a sleazy fuck. How many times has she played me like this? The song Bombshell came on and he stopped to listen

 

(she) she (she) she's a bombshell

(she) she (she) she's a bombshell

 

Down in south Oakland off east 14th it's raining (Oh Yeah!)
Six a.m. on Sunday and the bums are praying (Oh Yeah!)
Met her at a party we were drunk now were sober (Oh Yeah!)
She said it's cold got a long walk home come over (Oh Yeah!)

She's a bombshell [x3]

I've retraced my steps a thousand times (Oh Yeah!)
Seems like I've spent hours asking all my friends about her (Oh Yeah!)
Been six months but I'll never be the same (Oh Yeah!)
Nobody in this place remembers her name (Oh Yeah!)

She's a bombshell [x3]

Oh Yeah!
(She) she (she) she's a bombshell
(She) she (she) she's a bombshell (Oh Yeah!)

(She) she (she) she's a bombshell
(She) she (she) she's a bombshell (Oh Yeah!)

She's a bombshell(thanks to plyrics.com)

 

He lunged at the stereo to turn it off; the song had too many memories. But as it reached the last cycle of the chorus, he looked up and saw Kagome walking to a red car. InuYasha couldn't help but check her out from head to toe. The bun had to go but he couldn't complain about the rest of her. He shook his head to clear his mind. I must be going crazy, I just kicked Kikyou out of my life and I'm already checking girls out. I have got to stop hanging out with Miroku. Besides,I gotta put all of that bitch's stuff in a box and put it outside. I don't ever want her in here again. InuYasha was hurt but the only way that he could express it at this point was to violently toss all of Kikyou's things into boxes so that she could pick them up. As he was doing this, he thought back to when she had come home and the argument that had ensued. . .

Flashback

 

InuYasha came home from Miroku's thinking that he would see Kikyou there so that he could apologize for leaving her at the concert. Instead he'd come home to an empty apartment. Shrugging it off he took a shower, made some breakfast and sat down to wait in front of the TV. He was wearing dark blue sweats and an undershirt. He looked undeniable manly.

 

A short while later Kikyou came home. He heard the door open from the bedroom where he had been brushing his long silver mane. “Hey babe you're home. Listen I wanted to apologize. . .” He came around the corner of the hall and took in the sight of his girlfriend. He felt rage burn through his body. She was a perfect mess. Her hair was disheveled and went every which way. He skirt was twisted so that she was wearing the back in front and there were holes in her stockings. Her make up was smeared and her shirt looked like it had been ripped off. He would have been concerned that she had been raped if it weren't for the masses of hickeys on her neck and chest and the smile that she wore.

 

“Hey babe. There's no need to apologize. I'm fine.” Kikyou was still slurring her words. Apparently, she didn't realize how she looked.

 

“Oh well I can see that you're fine. In fact, I'm sure that you're more than fine. You look pleasantly FUCKED!” This last word was said very loudly and it served its purpose to wipe the smile from Kikyou's face. “You whore!”

 

“What are you talking about Inu? I love you how can you say such things.” She was confused now and ran to the bedroom where she looked at herself in the full-length mirror. Oh, shit. I've done it now. Damn Irish Car Bombs I knew I shouldn't have had that last one. She wiped her mouth with her the remains of her shirt and turned to confront the glaring InuYasha. She couldn't deny it anymore but maybe she could turn the tables. “Yeah well its your own damn fault. You left me at the concert to fend for myself. If you would have stayed then this wouldn't have happened.”

 

InuYasha was taken aback by her words. Sure, they had an iota of truth to them but he knew it was a thin excuse at best. “Look peaches don't turn this back around on me. You fucked some other guy and you want me to let it go? I don't think so, I've been loyal to you and you know it. You drink far too much and I've tried to help you. You've turned down every effort I've made to help you. Last night you told me to leave and I did because I didn't want to argue with you. I can't protect you from yourself. I've had enough and this is the last fucking straw I want you and all of your shit out now.” His voice was quiet but there was no denying the anger or the pain evident in his flashing amber eyes.

 

Kikyou opened her mouth to speak but seemed to think better of it. She stripped in front of InuYasha as though throwing her beauty in his face and changed into another revealing outfit. When she'd finished changing, she turned to look at him. “You're making a big mistake InuYasha! You'll want me back.”

 

That was when InuYasha lost control of his frayed temper. “HOW FUCKING DARE YOU! JUST GET THE FUCK OUT! I'M NOT NO-ONE'S FUCKING DOORMAT!”

 

“FINE, BUT YOU'LL BE CRAWLING BACK TO ME BEGGING TO HAVE ME BACK! YOU'LL SEE YOU WORTHLESS PRICK!” Kikyou walked out of the door with tears in her eyes and ran to her car. Tires squealed as she peeled out of her parking space.

 

 

InuYasha dismissed the memory and sat back on his heels, the packing was done. What to do now? I feel like talking to someone about this. Fuck, I'm such a girl. I really need to stop hanging out with Miroku. Hey, that's an idea. He pulled out his cell phone and called Miroku. “Hey pervert it's me.”

 

“What do you want now InuYasha. I'm not going to the gym with you again. Sango is coming over and I want to have some alone time if you know what I mean.”

 

“Oh Christ that's more than I wanted to know. Listen I just broke up with Kikyou.”

 

“What, that's great, um I mean. I'm sorry for your loss.”

 

“Feh, no loss. The bitch cheated on me. Good riddance to her. But that's not why I called. I need Kagome's cell number.”

 

“Why do you want her number? Oh, I see, you sly dog you. Hold on I've got it here somewhere. Oh here it is. It's 619 234 3333. Go get her InuYasha.”

 

“It's not what you think prick. I just wanted to apologize to her for yesterday. Have fun getting smacked all day.” InuYasha hung up the phone and started to dial the new number with butterflies in his stomach.

 

A/N: okay so here's another chapter. I hope that you like it. I wrote it kinda fast cuz I have to study for a midterm for tomorrow. I don't know when I'll update again but it'll probably be by the weekend. This chapter was just to get Hojo and Kikyou out of the way. . . for now. Ha ha. Oh and once again I have a one-shot story for Samurai Champloo called “One Wish” if anyone wants to read it. Its funny. Read and review please with sugar on top. Thanks to everyone who reviewed the last chapter. Neko out.