InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Heart's Landfill ❯ Good Intentions ( Chapter 21 )

A/N: As always alll characters will be walking that fine line called OOCness.

 

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

 

Chapter 21

 

Good Intentions

 

Kagome tightened the sash of her robe as she strutted through the hotel lobby, her head held high, her shoulders back. She'd just finished taking advantage of one of their complimentary spa treatments and was feeling absolutely wonderful.

 

She'd asked Inuyasha if he wanted to come with her… Well, not with her, but more like-if he was going to take advantage of the spa treatment, but he scoffed at her and told her that was bitch stuff, besides he needed to make a few calls. So, she ended up leaving him in the room. That was about 3 hours ago.

 

`He probably had to call his girlfriend,' she thought absently as she stopped at one of the gift shops. Spotting a cheesy looking aloha doll on one of the shelves, she mused, `I guess I should take home some gifts for my family and Sango and maybe grab something for me to remember this trip by.'

 

Realizing that she didn't have any cash on her, she walked up to the counter, and queried to the elderly woman behind it, “Can I charge purchases to my room? I seem to have left my cash upstairs.”

 

Smiling up at her, she replied, “Of course, just give me your room number.”

 

“It's 588.”

 

The woman punched something into the register and looked up with a smile, “Are you Mrs. Takahashi?”

 

“No, I'm Higurashi Kagome,” she retorted, frowning slightly.

 

“Ah, there you are. I see you have full access to this account,” the woman avowed more to herself than to Kagome. “Okay, you're all done. Just bring whatever you want up here and I'll bill it to the room for you.”

 

“Great,” Kagome replied, turning away from the counter.

 

The store wasn't any bigger than a convenient store, but she had to admit that it did have a lot of neat little gifts. As she walked around the store picking up little trinkets here and there and putting them back down, she couldn't stop her mind from wandering back to Inuyasha and her breakdown.

 

The entire time that she was trying to relax during her massage, she kept telling herself that he wouldn't judge her or look at her any differently. After all, she was only human, right?

 

Still, every time, she replayed the scene in her mind, she felt even more stupid than she felt while she was lying there beneath him crying her eyes out.

 

`I can't believe I did that! I can't believe that I let him see me like that,' she thought, stopping to pick up a beautifully hand-crafted music box that doubled as a jewelry box.

 

It had a beautiful, vivid picture of a Bird of Paradise painted on the top and was made of rubber wood, lined perfectly in red felt, and done in a cherry finish. The thing was beautiful; actually, stunning and elegant. It reminded her of her mother.

 

`She would adore this,' Kagome thought, shoving it under her arm for safekeeping.

 

Sighing, she continued down the isle as her thoughts picked up right where they'd left off. `Is he going to start treating me differently? Is he going to run home and tell his brother and Rin that I broke down…that I actually cried in front of him?'

 

She didn't have any answers for any of these questions, so she could only hope that he wouldn't and if he did… If he did, she realized that there wasn't really a damn thing she could do about it. What was done was done. It couldn't be taken back and it damn sure couldn't get any worse than it already was.

 

`Way to go, Kagome. Nice way to let him know that you're really fucking crazy. I can't believe I actually slapped him!'

 

Stopping, she turned her head slightly to the side as she stared down at a beautiful wooden Koa Ukulele.

 

“Didn't Souta say he wanted to learn to play the guitar?” she questioned herself. Reaching down, she picked up the lovely replica. Turning it around, she couldn't help but smile because she knew the first thing he'd say when he saw it would be, “Hey sis, don't you know what a guitar looks like?”

 

Holding the ukulele in her hand, she proceeded down the isle, her mind jumping back to the golden-eyed hanyou.

 

`I can't believe he actually let me slap him. Well, he didn't let me, but he didn't…' her thoughts stopped as she quickly replayed the things that she'd shouted at him in her head. “Damn, I'm an idiot,” she hissed. `How can I expect him to look at me as anything other than a quack?'

 

Heading up the other isle, she called out, “Ma'am, could you please come here for a moment!”

 

Bending down, she pulled a large naturally rimmed acacia bowl off the shelf. Staring at it as she turned it over and over in her hand, she couldn't help but to see it sitting somewhere in her condo as some form of decoration.

 

“Yes, did you need something?” the woman asked quietly.

 

“Yes, could you take these up to the counter for me?” Kagome queried rhetorically as she passed the objects she was holding to the woman. “And I'm going to need two of these large bowls and two of the smaller ones as well.”

 

Smiling from ear to ear, the woman, replied, “Of course,” as she took the things that Kagome offered her.

 

“Now, I need something for Grandpa and Sango,” she said softly while shaking her arms out to loosen them.

 

`Maybe, I should get something for Inuyasha too. Something that says, I'm not a moron, and I'd appreciate it if you didn't think I was insane.'

 

She quickly thought better of that. `No, not a good idea, Kagome, if you buy him a gift then he'll really think you like him.'

 

Staring down at a medium sized acacia wood box with a sliding cover and velvet inlay, she finished, `That wouldn't be good at all, would it?'

 

Picking up the box, she took immediate notice of how smooth and cool the wood was against her fingertips.

 

`Grandpa would really like this. He could keep some of those, as he says, priceless trinkets in here.' Holding the box in her hand, she continued on down the isle.

 

`Okay, something for Sango and I'm done.'

 

Walking quickly down the next two isles, she stopped on an isle with nothing but glass knick-knacks and what-knots. Walking over to the sections holding only sea creatures, she picked up a beautiful figurine with three dolphins interlaced in a circle.

 

Staring at the object, she could've sworn that she remembered somewhere either hearing or reading that dolphins meant fertility or longevity or something to that effect. Deciding quickly that it really didn't matter because it was still beautiful, Kagome turned and made her way towards the counter with the glass figurine in her hand.

 

Setting her items down, she stated, “I want you to add this to it.”

 

“Of course. If you would like, I can have this sent up to your room for you.”

 

“Really? That would be great, thanks.”

 

After ringing up the last two items, the older woman stated, “Your total is 657 dollars and 57 cents. However, we will be charging it to the room so you don't owe me anything.”

 

`Wow maybe I should've checked the prices,' she thought turning and heading towards the door, a slight frown on her face.

 

Shrugging her shoulders, her frown quickly turned into a smile. `That's right Sesshomaru is paying for this. Maybe I should've gotten some more stuff,' she thought with a smirk as she hit the button for the elevator.

 

Simonkal of Inuy

 

“You did this shit on purpose, didn't you?” Inuyasha challenged, leaning back against the sofa, his feet propped up on the coffee table.

 

“I have no idea what you're talking about,” his brother responded mildly.

 

“There you go again with that selective memory shit,” the hanyou snapped, annoyed that Sesshomaru was playing coy with him.

 

After Kagome had left some 3 hours and thirty minutes ago, he'd made a call to Nya and kind of just lolly-gagged around the room doing nothing until he remembered that he needed to curse this brother out for this little set up of his.

 

“Bullshit! You knew that we were going to be staying in the same goddamn room! You could've warned us, or at least me, you bastard!”

 

Inuyasha could hear his brother switch the phone to his opposite ear before he explained, “I still haven't a clue as to what you're talking about. I wasn't the one that made the reservation. Jakken did, using my name.”

 

Inuyasha growled. It was quite possible that Sesshomaru was telling the truth, but he was so good at hiding his true intentions that it could have also been a blatant lie as well.

 

“I assume that the meeting went well and all the papers have been signed?” Sesshomaru asked, changing the subject.

 

“Yeah…yeah, it went fine.”

 

“Well that's all that matters, right?”

 

Realizing that this was a losing battle, the hanyou huffed, “Whatever, you're still the biggest bastard I know.”

 

“And you're still a half breed.”

 

“Feh, fuck you. Put my wife on the phone,” he blurted, his only intention to piss off Sesshomaru.

 

“I don't know why I didn't drown you when you born,” Sesshomaru quipped nonchalantly.

 

Before Inuyasha could respond, he heard his brother say something to the woman in question, but he couldn't quite discern exactly what it was.

 

“Hi lover,” Rin sang into the phone, her voice as chipper as it always was.

 

Inuyasha sat forward, a grin on his face that spread from ear to ear. “Hey yourself.” He knew that his brother was probably standing there glaring at Rin with something akin to disdain on his face; that thought alone caused him to smile even more. “How you doing?”

 

“I'm fine. I wish you were here though because I wanted to get out of the house to go do a little bit of shopping and this husband of mine won't even let me leave the bedroom!”

 

Inuyasha heard his brother in the background saying, “You're supposed to be on bed rest. How does shopping equate with bed rest?” He then heard Rin shift the phone and shout, “Get out! You're making me feel like a prisoner in my home!”

 

“Oi, calm down, don't let him get to you. Besides, you are supposed to be on-”

 

“Don't tell me that you're siding with him too?” Rin snapped irritably, cutting him off.

 

“I thought you wanted us to get along?” he retorted with a chuckle.

 

“Yeah, but not at the expense of my freedom! I can't believe you're actually agreeing with him, Inuyasha!”

 

Realizing that she was serious, he added quickly, “It's not like that. I just happen to believe that your health comes first.”

 

He heard her growl and, if he didn't know any better, he would've sworn that she was an Inu youkai bitch.

 

“I've been cooped up in this for damn house for months! I just…I just want…” she stuttered, her voice heavy with emotion.

 

Inuyasha groaned, knowing that she was either already crying or about to start crying. “Rin?”

 

“I…I just want my husband to understand that I'm not a paraplegic, I'm pregnant, just pregnant!”

 

The hanyou heard his brother say something to her, but, whatever it was, it only served to make her cry harder.

 

“Rin, don't do that,” Inuyasha pleaded softly while standing up and walking over to the balcony doors. “You're not supposed to be leaking while you're pregnant. Come on now, you're stronger than this.”

 

He could hear her sniffle before she agreed, “I know that, but…but I'm only human, Inuyasha. I can only be held prisoner for so long!” He was more than sure that that last part was screamed directly for Sesshomaru's purposes.

 

The hanyou couldn't believe that her mood had changed so quickly. Not even three minutes ago, she'd answered the phone sounding as happy as a punk with a bag of dicks and now she was practically crying her goddamn eyes out simply because she wanted to go shopping.

 

Sighing heavily, he caved-just like he always did when it came to her. “Look, I'll be back in town tomorrow afternoon, okay. If you still want to get out, I'll come by and get you. And maybe we can go to dinner or a movie or something. You know I hate shopping, but if you'll stop crying, I'll even take you to the mall.”

 

She sniffled softly, “You promise?”

 

“I promise, just stop crying and quit letting that asshole upset you like that.”

 

Rin giggled weakly and replied, “He's not an asshole. He's my husband and your brother.” She was quiet for a minute before she finished, “I know he's just worried about me and I'm glad for that, but he can be so damn stubborn sometimes.”

 

Inuyasha heard the door opening behind him, but he didn't have to turn to know that it was his roommate. Hell, he could smell her sweet enticing scent before she even crested the door.

 

“So, how are the babies? How was your last doctor's appointment?” he questioned.

 

“It was fine. They said that since I'm carrying twins, I may not be able to carry them to term. Therefore, the babies could come at anytime.”

 

He was listening to Rin, but he also couldn't help listening in for Kagome's movements as well, which were somewhere near the wet bar that stood in the far corner of the room.

 

“Well, don't pop until I get there. I have to be there to name those runts.”

 

Rin laughed, knowing he was just joking, since it was a well-known fact that Sesshomaru would be naming his first-born sons. “I wouldn't dream of it.”

 

“You better not,” he quipped turning from the window to stare at the woman who was quietly making herself something to drink. “Anyway, I'll call when I touchdown tomorrow so you'll know when to start getting dressed.”

 

“Okay, and tell Kagome hi and thanks for doing this for me.”

 

“I will.”

 

“Alright, bye, Inuyasha, and I love you.”

 

That wasn't the first time that she'd said that to him. She actually said it every time they talked over the phone or whenever they were saying goodbye.

 

Blushing, he replied quickly, “Yeah, love you to.”

 

Simonkal of Inuy

 

When she'd walked into the room, Kagome didn't know what she expected to find, but Inuyasha, barefoot, in a black tank top and a pair of loose fitting, hip-hugging jeans caused her breath to catch in her throat.

 

Staring at his back, she quickly noticed that he was talking on the phone.

She knew without knowing that it was a woman he was talking to because of the soft manner in which he spoke.

 

The gaping woman felt divided. One part of her knew she ought to go into her room and pretend like she hadn't noticed and didn't care because she had no ties to him, but the nosey part told her to hang around in the room a little longer.

 

She heard him say something about babies and doctors and her heart stopped in her chest as her hand clutched the glass she was filling with bottled water.

 

`Babies? He's a father? Is his…Is his girlfriend pregnant or does he have a wife?'

 

She didn't know why this made her heart palpitate and her blood pressure rise, but it did.

 

Kagome tried replaying in her mind every conversation that they had had and she found nothing that he had said that told her that he was in a relationship with anyone in any kind of way.

 

`If he wasn't, then why would he say he wanted to be there? Be where? The delivery room?'

 

Suddenly she felt like she had made a grievous mistake by remaining in the room with him and eavesdropping on his phone call. She had no right to be jealous or to even question anything he said or did because she didn't want to be with him like that, right?

 

However, that didn't stop a certain part of her from wanting to use the glass in her hand as a projectile, aimed directly at his head.

 

Taking a quick sip of the water she'd just poured, Kagome almost choked when she heard what sounded like him making plans to see whoever it was as soon as he got back to Tokyo.

 

`I don't have any reason to be jealous! He's not my man! I'm not sleeping with him and I don't want to sleep with him,' she told herself as she tried unsuccessfully to dull the pain of finding out that perhaps he really did have a significant other.

 

Setting the glass down, she reached over to pick up the half empty bottle, but froze when she heard him say, “I love you too”. Kagome gasped and tried to hide her shock, but she knew it was too late because when she glanced at him, he was standing there, the phone gone from his ear, staring at her with a questioning look on his face.

 

`He loves her?' she thought.

 

Feeling his eyes boring into the side of her head, she turned away and walked towards her room, but stopped when he spoke to her.

 

“Oi, how was your massage?”

 

Unable to look at him, she responded, “It was fine.” Doing her damnedest to hide all emotion, she finished, “You should've come. I'm sure it would've relaxed you.”

 

Strolling slowly towards her, Inuyasha noticed she seemed a little uneasy about something, he just didn't know what. “I already told you that stuff is for punks and bitches.”

 

“Whatever, it's your loss.”

 

Sitting down on the couch that he'd vacated moments earlier, Inuyasha smiled mischievously. “Now if you wanted to give me a massage that would be a whole other story.”

 

“Please, why don't you have your girlfriend give you one,” Kagome snapped, hating herself the moment those words fell from her lips. She knew it made her sound jealous and downright nuts, but it was too late to take it back.

 

Leaning back against the couch, he rolled his eyes at her and responded with a dry, “Feh.”

 

“Anyway, I'm going to take a shower and a nap,” she stated quietly, still feeling stupid for saying anything about his personal life.

 

“You know that our flight is leaves at 4 A.M., right?”

 

Stopping, her hand on the knob of her room door, she retorted, “Yeah, and?”

 

Frowning, Inuyasha finished, “And I was wondering if you wanted to grab something to eat. Maybe do a little bar hopping. Doesn't make much sense to try to sleep, now does it?”

 

“Excuse me?”

 

There was a knock at the door.

 

Standing to his feet, Inuyasha added off-handedly, “Oh and Rin said to tell you hi and thanks, or something like that.”

 

Watching him open the door, Kagome asked quizzically, “When did you speak to her?”

 

“Just got off the phone with her,” he replied quickly, turning his attention to the man at the door holding several bags in his hands. “What the hell is this?”

 

“I was told to bring this up. Miss. Higurashi purchased these and had them charged to the room.”

 

“What the-”

 

Kagome cut him off, “Bring them in here please.” Going back to their previous conversation, she queried uneasily, knowing that she was probably treading on thin ice, “You just hung up with her? You mean while I was in the room?”

 

Watching the man pass him with the bags, Inuyasha replied, “Yeah, who did you think I was talking to?”

 

Kagome didn't want to answer that, but her mouth moved of its own accord, “Your…girlfriend.”

 

“Sir, could you please sign this,” the bellmen queried, stepping in between the two.

 

“Girlfriend? Who in the hell told you I had a girlfriend?” Inuyasha asked, taking the clipboard from the guy and scribbling his signature across the bottom. Glancing down at the total, he snapped, “$657.00? Kagome, what the hell did you buy?”

 

Looking through the bags now sitting on the couch, she replied absently, “I just assumed that-”

 

Shutting the door, Inuyasha turned on her. “Stop fucking assuming where I'm concerned, damn it!”

 

If he hated anything, he hated when people assumed he would do something or that he had something. Shit, why couldn't they just ask if they wanted to know so fucking bad?

 

“Well, excuse me,” Kagome exclaimed, relived that he would so willing offer that little tidbit of information to her. It eased her mind, as much as she hated to admit it.

 

Stepping up to her, he carelessly pulled open one of the bags. “What the hell did you buy?”

 

“Gifts for my family and a friend of mine. Sesshomaru told me that I could buy whatever I wanted to.”

 

Pulling out what looked like a fat guitar, Inuyasha turned on her. “I know the hell you didn't use my money to buy a gift for some fucking guy?”

 

“And if I did, so what?”

 

She knew she hadn't, but she was more inclined to let him think what he wanted to, not realizing that he could've easily done the same thing to her a few seconds ago.

 

“Oh really? Well, what if I just threw this fucking thing off the balcony? What would you do then, huh?”

 

“I would go buy another one. After all, it is `your' money. And how do you know that's the one that I bought for a guy?”

 

“I didn't know, but you just told me,” Inuyasha snapped, walking over to the balcony with the ukulele in his hand.

 

“What do you think you're doing, you baka?”

 

Sliding the door open, he replied calmly enough, “Saving you from making a huge mistake, psycho.”

 

“What?”

 

“You should never buy a man a gift. Especially if he makes you cry the way you were crying this morning.”

 

Kagome was stunned and impressed all at once. Stunned because he actually was planning on tossing the Ukulele over the banister, and impressed because he was really taking this friendship thing seriously. At least, that's what it seemed like to her.

 

“Didn't you just say not to assume? Well, how do you get to assume that that gift is for the same guy?” She didn't realize just how much information she'd just given him.

 

Inuyasha scoffed and rolled his eyes, but didn't reply.

 

Realizing that he was really about to toss the guitar, Kagome shouted as she ran behind him, “Inuyasha, wait! It's not for a guy, it's…it's a gift for my younger brother!”

 

Holding his hand out over the edge of the banister, the wooden guitar dangling haphazardly between his fingers, he questioned, “How do I know you're not lying to me?”

 

Narrowing her eyes, she snapped, “Well how do I know you were really talking to Rin on the phone and not to one of your bitches?”

 

One eyebrow quirked higher than the other, Inuyasha grinned. “You thought… You… You were jealous,” he quipped in a singsong tone.

 

Stepping back, Kagome squirmed slightly and looked away from him, her arms crossed beneath her breast. She'd let too much slip out. “Don't be silly!”

 

Walking up to her so that he was a breath away, Inuyasha leaned in; one hand pressed firmly against the wall on the left side of her head, while the other one fingered the loose folds of her robe. “You're so transparent, I can see right through you.”

 

Kagome's breath hitched in her throat for the second time that day. Was he just teasing her or was she really that easy to read? “Inuyasha?” she gasped, her hand coming up to push lightly against his chest.

 

Holding his position close to her ear, he closed his eyes and inhaled her scent as he let his hand drop down to the ties the held her robe closed. Inserting one of his clawed fingers behind the sash, he tugged slightly, ripping it. “Be careful Kagome, I'm not a little boy that you can play games with,” he whispered, leaning in just a little closer. “One day you like me, the next you don't.” Clucking his tongue softly in her ear, he finished, “Don't cross that line with me, you won't be able to handle it.”

 

Her legs almost gave out from under her as her robe started to open. `He's… Oh my god, he's… He's…he's close.' Clutching it so that it would stay closed, Kagome pushed against him weakly and hissed with as much bravado as she could muster, “Go to hell! I'm not a child, Inuyasha,” as she reached down and picked up the ukulele from the spot where, he'd set it. Staring at him, she finished, “And how many times do I have to tell you, I don't want you!”

 

He didn't know why he felt the need to test her, but he could tell by the way her scent spiked and the rapid increase of her heartbeat that he was dead on. Maybe she didn't want him in a relationship type of way, but she definitely wanted him just the same, regardless of the gibberish that spewed freely from her inviting mouth.

 

Licking his lips, the hanyou stepped back and stared down at her, an arrogant yet sad smirk on his face. “If you say so, but you have been warned.”

 

She immediately became defensive, “What's that supposed to mean?”

 

“Nothing,” he replied mildly with a shrug of his shoulders. “So, are you going to get changed so we can head out?”

 

Kagome stumbled slightly as she hurried away from him and towards her room. Reaching for the door, she hissed silently, `Damn he's an obnoxious prick!'

 

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

 

A/A/N: One more Hawaiian chapter to go and we're back in the land of the rising sun, my friends.