InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Heart's Landfill ❯ Small Insignificant Things ( Chapter 19 )

A/N: As Always all characters will be walking that fine line called OOCness, accept it. There's quite a bit of cursing, so beware. I won't make this long because you guys have waited long enough. However, I would like to share a bit of good news with you. This fic has been nominated for Best Serial and Best Inu/Kag Romance with the IYFanGuild, so you know what you have to do. To those of you that nominated it, thank you and to everyone else, VOTE!!

 

Disclaimer: I do not claim ownership to anyone with the exception of Nya, Malcolm, and Dr. Aikio. All others belong to Rumiko Takahashi.

 

Chapter 19:

 

Small Insignificant Things

 

“Have you lost your goddamn mind?” Kagome ground out through clenched teeth as she peered over the marble countertop at the native Hawaiian woman, who stood there staring back at her with a tight smile on her face.

 

“Ma'am, please calm down,” the woman stated softly as she typed something into the computer screen in front of her. “There is only one reservation, I assure you.”

 

“Well, I assure you that that's a goddamn mistake! Now check again or, better yet, get your supervisor!”

 

She didn't mean to be so short and downright bitchy with the woman, but there was no possible way she was sharing a room with Takahashi Inuyasha. She'd just spent more than 10 hours on a plane with him and she'd be damned if she was going to be forced to spend any more time with him than absolutely necessary.

 

“Mrs. Takahashi-”

 

“It's Higurashi and I'm single, got that?” Kagome snapped, setting her purse down on the counter and shuffling through it for her cell phone.

 

Flipping it open, she quickly paged down until she found the number she was looking for and hit send.

 

“Ms. Higurashi, we have a Harley Davidson convention in town this weekend; there are no available rooms. When Mr. Takahashi made the reservation, he was advised of that. That's why he booked the two room presidential suite.”

 

Kagome glared at her as the person on the other end of her cell picked up, his voice heavy with sleep. She knew that, in Japan, it was probably well into the night or rather early morning hours, but she didn't give a shit! “Takahashi Sesshomaru, what exactly do you think you're doing? Why is there only one room reserved for Inuyasha and myself? Surely you don't really expect me to stay-”

 

“I would advise you to watch your tone when you speak to me, Higurashi,” Sesshomaru warned, cutting her off. “Furthermore, you are there to do a job, not socialize; what does it matter?”

 

Kagome was livid at this point. She was already irritated that their flight from Hawaii to Kapalua was two hours late-the flight itself, nerve-wrecking. It seemed like at any moment the damn plane was going to drop from the sky! Inuyasha, the prick that he was, seemed to be back to being the ass that she'd originally met! Then she tripped and almost fell on her ass as she exited the plane and that asshole had the nerve to laugh at her! Not to mention, some of her fucking luggage was missing! That being the case, she was just not in the mood to play these fucking games with another Takahashi prick!

 

“What does it matter?” she mimicked heatedly. “How dare you blackmail me into coming on this trip and then not have the civility to give me a private room?”

 

She could hear Sesshomaru growl before he replied, “As I've told you, this is business and nothing more. Good night, Higurashi. I'm sure you and Inuyasha will make use of the arrangements that I've set up for the both of you.”

 

The phone went dead in her ear, and Kagome growled violently as she glared at the woman across the counter from her. `That son of a bitch!'

 

“Oi, what's the problem here? I could hear you cussing half-way across the lobby.”

 

Kagome turned on Inuyasha. Had she been a demon, she was sure her fangs would have been bared to him. “Your asshole of a brother only booked one room, that's what's wrong! One goddamn room, Inuyasha!”

 

That was the first time she'd ever called him by his name so casually. Unfortunately, this would go unnoticed by both parties.

 

“What?” Inuyasha queried, not really understanding what the hell was going on.

 

“You… Me… One room, moron!”

 

Inuyasha stared from her to the woman across the counter, then at the crowd that was steadily gathering around them. “Here,” he grunted, shoving a bag in her hand. Stepping up to the counter, he began, “What the hell is going on? Why is there only one room reserved?”

 

As the woman started to explain the situation to him, Kagome glanced down at the bag that he'd so unceremoniously shoved in her hand and her heart almost stopped.

 

`That's why he sent me ahead of him? Is this why it took him so long to get here?'

 

Staring down at the bag…her bag that the airlines had told her was misplaced-she found herself once again in awe of the man in front of her. He was now arguing with the manager that had stepped in for the frantic young lady that she'd already ripped to shreds verbally.

 

`He stayed there to get my bag? I can't…I can't believe he did that.'

 

“I don't give a shit what kind of conference you have in town. I want two fucking rooms and I want them now, damn it!” the hanyou hissed coldly.

 

It's not that he didn't want to share a room with Kagome; he just knew that nothing good could come from it and he really didn't want to put himself in that kind of predicament. “For all I care, you can stick some of these butt fuckers in a room together; just get me two goddamn rooms!”

 

“Sir, please, calm down,” the manager pleaded empathetically. “The suite that was booked is a presidential suite with two large rooms on either side. I'm sure it is more than enough to accommodate you and your guest.”

 

“Are we staying at the Hilton or the Ritz Carlton?” the hanyou asked rhetorically. “Because my money says Ritz Carlton!”

 

“Well sir-”

 

“Exactly! Now do what the fuck you have to do, but get me another room!”

 

Noticing that not only were the guest and employees gathering around them, but also the security guards, Kagome stepped forward and grasped Inuyasha's arm lightly. “Maybe, in show of good faith this slight, he will be more than happy to accommodate us in another way.”

 

She only made that suggestion, because they hadn't been in Kapalua for more than two hours and already it seemed like the both of them were about to get locked up. Besides, if the room were as big as they were trying to say it was, maybe it would be fine as long as Inuyasha stayed out of her way.

 

“What?” Inuyasha queried, turning on her with his face set in a deep scowl.

 

Nodding backwards towards the security guards, Kagome reiterated, “Since they don't have any more rooms and I'm sure this is just a grievous mistake, he can accommodate us in some other kind of way. After all, I'm sure he'd hate for word to get out that he shunned Japan's most sought after business man and renowned attorney.” The last part was directed towards the manager himself.

 

Inuyasha caught on almost too quickly. Turning back to the manager, he added, “We'll take the room for now, but you better do some powerful sucking up or your name and this hotel will be mud all across Japan! Got it?”

 

Quickly sliding two key cards with their room number written on them across the marble countertop, the manager nodded in agreement and replied, “Of course, Mr. Takahashi. I'll be up to see to your accommodations shortly, and I'll have the bag handlers bring your luggage up now.”

 

Grabbing the keys off the countertop, Inuyasha turned and walked towards the elevators, his hand grasping Kagome's forearm and pulling her along behind him. As they stepped into the elevator, he let go of her and punched the button for the fifth floor.

 

Stepping back against the wall, he shoved his hands in his pockets and growled low, “That's why I didn't want to come on this fucking trip!”

 

Trying her damnedest not to look at him, Kagome offered evenly, “Well, blame your obnoxious brother. The lady at the desk said they told him that there was only one two-room suite available.”

 

“That prick,” Inuyasha scoffed as the elevator dinged and the doors opened. Slipping into the dimly lit hallway, his head turning from right to left looking for the room number, he growled, “When I get back to Tokyo, there are going to be some serious repercussions for this shit.”

 

Following behind him, Kagome swallowed as she stared down at the bag in her hand. “Uhm, Inuyasha?”

 

Stopping at the door that read 588, he answered, without really paying attention, “Yeah?” as he punched in the code printed on the key card and watched the light flash from red to green as the door popped open.

 

“Thanks.”

 

“For what?” he inquired, stepping into the room and dropping the key cards on the table nearest the door.

 

She hated having to swallow her pride and be civil to him because she really didn't feel like he deserved it. However, the fact remained that he had waited for over an hour at the airport for her bag when he didn't have to. Not only that, but from the beginning of the flight, at every turn and/or twist he was doing small things that she knew he probably wasn't even aware of that showed that he wasn't the ass that he wanted her to think he was.

 

“Thank you for getting my bag for me.”

 

Inuyasha turned to look at her as she stood there with her head down, her hands clasped tightly around the bag in front of her. She looked humble, innocent, and naive even.

 

Turning away, he stared around what he figured was the living room then turned his attention to the door nearest to him, yet in the far left corner of the room. “Keh, don't sweat it,” he replied nonchalantly as he shuffled towards the room. “Get some rest, we only have a few hours before we need to meet with those pricks.”

 

Kagome watched him open and push the door shut behind him and suddenly she felt cold. Shuddering slightly, she turned her attention away from his door and stared around the room.

 

First, she noticed the mahogany hardwood flooring and then the plush golden colored loveseat and sofa that sat across from one another with a large glass coffee table in the middle. On the top of it was the most beautiful bouquet of flowers she'd ever seen. The walls were painted a light mauve color and a pair of beautiful heavy drapes hung over the full wall-length sliding glass doors that led to the balcony. She also noticed that the throw pillows on the couches matched the drapes perfectly and tied the entire room and its decorations together flawlessly.

 

Strolling slowly across the room that was easily as big as her kitchen and living room put together, Kagome found it almost impossible to look away from the turquoise ocean. It stared back at her over the lush green courtyard; filled with emerald green palm trees.

 

`Amazing,' she thought as she absently rested her palm against the warm glass as if she'd be able to touch the ocean itself. `Simply…amazing.'

 

She had no idea that from the location of Inuyasha's room and because his door wasn't fully closed, he had a clear view of her and he was watching her every movement, methodically.

 

`Simply…amazing,' he thought, finding himself wondering exactly what it was that made her look so peaceful, so awe struck, so…so goddamn beautiful?

 

Kagome turned away from the view at that same moment, feeling someone's eyes boring into her back. Her hand still poised on the glass, she turned to find a shirtless hanyou standing there, his hair disheveled, his white linen shirt grasped tightly in his hand, and his jeans, though still belted, riding low on his hips, showing off just a few loose dark curls of his nether region.

 

`He has dark hair down there? Why does he have dark hair down there?' she thought absentmindedly.

 

Her eyes traveled back up over the shallow grooves of his abdomen that dipped low into the waist of his pants, accentuating the curls even more. They traveled up, over and across his hand-crafted looking stomach to his chest that hadn't an ounce of fat, to his powerful shoulders which were connected to two lean, yet well defined arms.

 

Kagome licked her lips slowly, her mouth parched. Why couldn't she look away? Why couldn't she stop her mind from memorizing every dip groove and bend of his muscles? Why couldn't she stop her eyes from moving up to his naturally pink lips then his stout nose and his eyes… Those golden mesmerizing eyes that were staring back at her with something…something that called to her, and yet it seemed so…so unattainable.

 

Inuyasha swallowed hard while telling himself to move, to stop gawking at her like this. To stop her from staring at him, but he couldn't even though he knew that this… What he was feeling, what she was feeling, just wasn't a good thing, no matter how much his youkai whispered her name or how enticingly compelling she looked. This… Whatever was happening between them, even if it was just on a primal level, was not a good thing.

 

`I knew this was a bad idea, I fucking knew it!'

 

Dropping his shirt to the floor, he forced himself to step towards the door, his eyes never leaving hers'. Resting one hand on the door jam, the other on the door, he stated softly as he watched her lick her lips and step back as if frightened, “Get some rest, Kagome.”

 

Swallowing, she shook her head and forced herself to turn away from the now closed door. Heading towards the one room left, she thought, `What was that look in his eyes? Why did he look at me like that? It wasn't pity and it wasn't lust? He looked like a child staring through a pet store window at a puppy he could never have.'

 

Opening and closing her door behind her, she set the bag that she'd picked up seconds before, down on the bench that sat at the foot of her king size bed and sighed. `Why did he look so…so broken? Why do I care? Why does a certain part of me want to figure it out?'

 

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of knocking.

 

Stepping out of her room quickly, she pulled open the front door without even asking who it was.

 

Thankfully, it was only the bellman. “I have your bags, Ma'am.”

 

Speaking as if in a daze, since her mind was still clogged with thoughts of the hanyou that hadn't even poked his head out the door to see what was going on, she directed, “Please…just…just leave them here. We'll get to them later, thank you.”

 

Setting all five of the bags, three belonging to Kagome, near the couch, the bellman then stated, “The manager will be up shortly to inform you of your complimentary items; will you be needing anything else?”

 

Turning around to reach into her purse for some cash to tip him, she stopped as Inuyasha's door opened and he walked out still shirtless and still sexy as hell.

 

Walking over to the two humans that were now staring unabashedly at him, Inuyasha handed the guy a twenty and mumbled an incoherent thanks as he turned, picked his bags up, and disappeared back into his room, closing the door behind him.

 

`Did he really come to get his bags or did he come out here to make sure he was the one to give the tip?'

 

Securing the door behind the bellman, Kagome spared another moment to stare at Inuyasha's closed door. Her only coherent thought and one she couldn't believe she was entertaining was, `I want to know more about him.'

 

Simonkal of Inuy

 

“My god, this place is gorgeous,” Kagome observed as she stared out at the darkening sky.

 

The sun, in its haste to set, had left streaks of orange and different shades of purples and reds across the sky that either dipped into the end of the ocean or came up out of it. She didn't know which it was for sure, but the refection that it left on the now dark sea in front of them was just beyond description.

 

It was quite honestly one of those sights that told you that there had to be a higher power involved because the hands of man or chance could not have done something like this.

 

Inuyasha glanced up from his menu and over at the sunset, but he didn't comment. Honestly, he hadn't had much to say at all after their little encounter in the room.

 

During the meeting that had ended an hour or so ago, he was obliged to let Kagome do the talking since it seemed that the men, especially that prick Weinstein, couldn't keep their fucking eyes off of her.

 

Once again, he had to admit that she'd definitely impressed him. She handled herself with the utmost tact and respect. She was even able to deal with Mr. Weinstein's advances in a professional manner, when he wanted nothing more than to bash the fucker's head in. It was like the stupid prick just wouldn't take no for an answer.

 

Why? Inuyasha hadn't a clue, but every time the son of a bitch talked about stealing Kagome away or when he begged her to go out for drinks and dancing with him, his hand would ball into a tightly clenched fist. By the end of the meeting, he'd done everything he could to just keep from reaching across the table and snapping the bastard's fucking neck. Even now, just thinking about it caused him to want to growl.

 

If that wasn't bad enough, he'd spent the last thirty minutes or so sitting across from her trying desperately to figure out why in the seven hells she was being so goddamn nice to him. Well, maybe nice wasn't the right word, but she wasn't bitchy either.

 

“Oi, do you know what you want?” he asked quietly without looking up at her. Honestly, when he'd asked her if she wanted to grab a bite to eat he hadn't expected her to say yes, but once again she surprised him.

 

“I'm not really hungry. I think I'll just have a salad.”

 

Kagome had decided while getting dressed for the meeting that she was going to take Sango's advice and just mellow out for a change. She didn't want anything from Inuyasha and, as far as she knew, he didn't want anything from her. So what would it hurt if they were just cordial to one another? Besides, in a day and a half they would be back to their own personal lives, right?

 

“A salad?” the hanyou mimicked as if it was the most ridiculous thing he'd ever heard.

 

“Yes, I think I'll have the tropical salad with pineapples, tangerines, strawberries, sweet pecans, and sliced chicken breast topped with ranch dressing.”

 

“Does saying that out loud make it sound any better to you?” the hanyou joked with a soft chuckle.

 

Kagome rolled her eyes and took a sip of the white wine that she'd ordered when they were first seated. Swallowing, she asked, “So what are you going to have?”

 

Deciding that he'd toy with her, Inuyasha replied, “I'm having the T-bone steak, medium rare, with just a touch of steak sauce, a dash of pepper and a sprinkle of salt.” Looking down at the menu, he continued, “I think I'll also get the shredded mashed potatoes with butter and sour cream.”

 

Kagome narrowed her eyes at him and replied teasingly, “Does saying that out loud make it sound any better?”

 

“Actually, yes, it does,” the hanyou replied, setting the menu down and picking up his bottle of Red Stripe beer.

 

Both laughed, but as their laughter died out it was replaced by uncomfortable silence. They stared at one another, neither sure of just what to say to the other, but both having so much that they wanted to say…to know.

 

Inuyasha wanted to know why she was being so nice.

 

Kagome wanted to know what had happened in his past to make him such a prick at times. She wanted to know why he'd looked at her earlier as if she was just out of his reach. She wanted to know what was behind that million-dollar smile, and when he thought no one was watching, why did his eyes look so sad, so broken?

 

The hanyou would be the first to break the silence. Setting his beer down, he leaned forward and asked bluntly, “Cut the crap, Kagome. Why are you being so fucking nice? Are you planning on sneaking into my room tonight and stabbing me to death or something?”

 

She smiled mischievously as she replied with an eerie snicker, “I don't know. I just might, you never know.”

 

“See what I mean!” Inuyasha blustered. “Don't do that shit! You're freaking me out!”

 

“What, be nice to you?”

 

Hearing her basically repeat his statement in the form of a question, the hanyou felt kind of stupid for having said that.

 

“You know, I'm not always bitchy. Besides, I only have a day and a half left on this beautiful island. I might as well make the most of it, even if it is with you,” she spat the last part with just enough disdain for him to take notice.

 

Nodding approvingly, Inuyasha said cheerily, “Now that's the Kagome I know. Always the prolific bitch.”

 

Narrowing her eyes at the hanyou, Kagome lifted her glass as if giving a toast. “To Inuyasha, the king of all pricks. May your days be miserable and your nights long and lonely.”

 

Inuyasha smirked and shook his head in a negative fashion as he tried to hold in his laugh. `Crazy ass bitch. Well, maybe she's not that crazy, but she's still one hell of a bitch,' he thought seriously.

 

“Are you ready to order?” a burly young man, clearly a native, queried with a polite smile.

 

“Yeah, she'll have the ranch dressing on her tropical chicken salad with everything on it and I'll have the steak with mashed potatoes, butter, and sour cream, ” Inuyasha responded without giving it much thought, and then finished, “And another round of drinks as well.”

 

As Kagome watched him order for her, she realized, and not for the first time, that perhaps underneath that hard, uncaring exterior, he hid a very caring, courtly man. If there wasn't, she was quite sure that he wouldn't have done any of the small things for her that he had, even if they were done with little thought and no ulterior motive.

 

`Who are you really, Takahashi Inuyasha?'

 

Simonkal of Inuy

 

“You aren't trying to get in my pants are you?” Inuyasha asked, trying to sound apprehensive and serious.

 

Kagome turned, a look of incredulity on her face. “I…you… In your dreams!” she blustered, her face turning as red as the t-shirt she'd changed into upon arriving back in their suite.

 

“Well, I don't know. Usually when a woman invites me to dinner, then back to her room, she wants something from me,” the hanyou added, smirking from his seat next to her.

 

“Are you a complete idiot? Or are you really forgetting that you were the one that asked me to dinner? And this room belongs to both of us!”

 

Inuyasha chuckled as he leaned back in his lounger and ran his hand up and down his chest, over his stark white wife beater tee. “If it walks like a duck and quakes like a duck then-”

 

“It's an ass,” Kagome interjected quickly, cutting him off.

 

Picking up the glass of wine that she'd been sipping on for the past thirty minutes, she turned away from him and stared out at the clear night sky and the soothing ocean before her. `Always the ass, I see.'

 

Once they'd returned to the room, she'd ordered up a bottle of wine and changed her clothes before venturing out onto the balcony, since she really didn't feel like going to bed yet. It wasn't long before Inuyasha joined her, which threw her off a little, but she decided quickly that there was nothing to it. They were roommates for the weekend; they'd have to spend some kind of time together.

 

Hence, they found themselves sitting side by side on the balcony at twelve o'clock at night staring off into oblivion and chatting about nonsense.

 

“I was actually starting to think that you were human,” Kagome teased, her tone pouty.

 

“Heh, are you blind woman? I'm a hanyou, a half breed, a mutt, but definitely not a human.” Rolling his eyes at her in a severely childish manner, he finished, “I should've known you were half way blind the night you almost hit me.”

 

“You know what I mean and, for the record, that accident or almost accident was your fault!”

 

Inuyasha snorted lightly, ignoring the end of her statement. He knew exactly what she meant; he just didn't want to acknowledge it. She was starting to let down her guard. She was letting herself relax around him, possibly even opening herself up so that she could get to know him, the real him.

 

Why she would even consider doing such a foolish thing, he didn't quite understand, but he knew, deep down, that it was a mistake. A mistake he couldn't allow her to make.

 

Downing the beer that he'd been sipping on, Inuyasha warned, as he stood to his feet and stepped towards the banister, “Wherever I'm concerned, Kagome, don't get your hopes up.”

 

In the past 24 hours, he'd realized that he did like her and could like her a lot if he allowed it, but he couldn't. He knew how it would end; he knew that the only possible way it could and would end was with heartbreak, hurt feelings, insults, and broken dishes. He couldn't…wouldn't allow that to happen, not again, not ever. For her sake as well as his.

 

Kagome stared at his back as he gripped the wrought iron bars. She couldn't understand what was going on. All before, in the garage at his office, on the plane, even in the hotel lobby, and at dinner, he was acting like he wanted her to let down her guard down. But now that she had, even if it was slightly, this is what she got?

 

“We're just reluctant colleagues, right? Not even friends, right?” Inuyasha questioned softly, calling her on her own words. The same words she'd practically shouted at him on the plane a little more than 24 hours ago.

 

“Well… Yeah… I…I guess… Uhm, sure,” she agreed reluctantly, not exactly sure where he was going with this.

 

Turning, his eyes only meeting hers briefly, he finished, “Good. It's best that we keep it that way.” He then walked through the open balcony doors and into his room, leaving a baffled young woman sitting there staring out at the sea, wondering what the hell had just happened and why.

 

Until Next Time…(Your .02 cents are greatly appreciated.)

 

Next Chapter: London Bridge

 

Excerpt:

 

Inuyasha tried to hold her down with one hand, but he realized quite quickly that this little 5'5” woman who couldn't weigh anymore than 115 pounds was strong as hell. `Damn it,' he thought, dropping the phone to the ground.

 

“Kagome, stop! Stop!” the hanyou demanded, his persona darkening the more she struggled.

 

“No! I'm tired of this! I'm tired of all of you assholes, just doing what you want whenever you want,” she shouted, swinging at his face and connecting.

 

Inuyasha growled, heatedly, “Alright, al-fucking-right! If this is the way you want it then fucking fine!”

 

Acknowledgements:

 

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