InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Hello Daddy! ❯ Not So Coincidental ( Chapter 7 )

Hello Daddy!

 

 

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha. All rights Belong to Rumiko Takahashi.

 

 

A/N: AU. Characters are OOC, kinda. It's an update! Aren't you all excited? Sorry it took so long. Bad things happened in 2009. My grandpa passed away and we had to plan his funeral during our holidays. Well, goodbye 2009 and hello 2010.

 

 

Chapter 7 - Not So Coincidental

 

 

“Kagome,” his breath caressed her lip. Kami does she look beautiful.

 

 

Biting his lip, Inuyasha let his heart speak, “Kagome Higurashi…I want to be with you.”

 

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Kagome's eyes widened in shock, her mouth opening and closing without words. His sincere words were not what she expected him to say, no wonder he had been upset at her for not understanding him the first time, her eyes suddenly welled up with tears. She pulled back from his touch nearly stumbling over the coffee table and surprising him. Her pose and jumpy actions obviously were quite the opposite of what Inuyasha had considered.

 

 

“Inuyasha,” her voice came out shallow and short. “I… We, no, not like this,” she spoke, trying to absorb his words. She rubbed her temples trying to find her voice.

 

 

It was frustrating.

 

 

“Kagome,” Inuyasha took a step towards her, but the look in her eyes stopped him. He could tell she was coming up with a list of consequences that would come with her decision. She always was the logical one, making sure no one got hurt in the end besides herself. Not so logical after all. All her life, Inuyasha knew how she'd sacrificed things if it meant the happiness of someone else.

 

 

So, was it so selfish to be happy once? Or was it the fact that only he had felt the attraction towards her?

 

 

She looked up at Inuyasha, his shoulders slumped, his face pasted with defeat. He was hurt, obviously by her words, but what was she supposed to say? They'd barely seen each other for four years and he expected her to give her heart wholly to him within the week that they had met? Kagome sucked in a deep needed breath. As much as she had wanted him in the past, now was much different and complicated. If only he confessed to her like that when she was young and naïve, she would have screamed yes right away.

 

 

Now, Kagome couldn't, could she? He was single and asking her, but the timing was all wrong. Kikyo and him, their separation was still fresh meaning past feelings still lingered. Kagome tried taking a steady breath but only stale air passed through. The lights were suddenly too bright as she covered her eyes, the loud drumming of her heart beat in her ears.

 

 

A painful flash of the past had Kagome dizzy.

 

 

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“Kagome, please tell me you didn't sleep with Inuyasha,” Kikyo gripped her purse tight, waiting for Kagome to respond. A nasty rumor had gone around Inuyasha's mansion that Kikyo had to find out for herself before demanding answers from Inuyasha. Perhaps it was a misunderstanding and only a misunderstanding.

 

 

Kagome looked Kikyo straight in the eye before averting her eyes down, “What do you want me to say Kikyo,” Kagome spoke lowly, but it was enough to tell Kikyo that something had happened.

 

 

“You bitch!” Kikyo yelled, her hand jerkily slapping Kagome on the cheek. “Kagome, how could you sleep with Inuyasha? You know how much I love him!” Kikyo slapped Kagome once again, this time, less violently and shocked.

 

 

Kagome made no movement, standing in her doorway accepting the hit. It was the truth. A week ago, she and Inuyasha had made love for the wrong reasons. It never was intended to happen, but it did. As much as Kagome loved Inuyasha, the bond her and Kikyo had created through the years was more important and honoring, but Kikyo's cold eyes no longer held the warmth that Kagome knew. And Kagome blamed it on herself. Two fat tears rolled from her eyes.

 

 

“Kikyo,” Kagome tried to say, but was cut off bitterly.

 

 

“I can't believe you and Inuyasha,” Kikyo was in shock, her lips trembling. “Did you use Inuyasha to comfort you because your father passed away? Did you think you were the only one suffering because Uncle died? My boyfriend, who still only holds my hands and kisses me, slept with my cousin. Kagome, do you know exactly what I'm feeling right now”? Kikyo collapsed on her knees, covering her flawless face. Her perfect boyfriend, her love, he was ruined and tainted by Kagome's feigned innocence. Kikyo gasped for air until Kagome's hand touched her shoulder.

 

 

“Don't touch me!” Kikyo swatted Kagome's hand away offended by the physical contact. The Kikyo Kagome once knew was replaced by a cold-heartbroken person.

 

 

“Kikyo,” Kagome spoke pathetically. “Inuyasha… he doesn't remember what happened,” she explained, trying to catch Kikyo's eye.

 

 

“What nonsense are you talking about?” Kikyo spat angrily, “Wha—”

 

 

“We were both drunk!” Kagome interjected quickly, every ounce of truth she contained spilled out of her mouth. “It was a week after dad passed away,” Kagome stared at no one in particular, “I was so out of it before I knew it, Inuyasha was trying to cheer me up and we ended up drinking in his room… Then when I woke up—”

 

 

“Enough!” Kikyo covered her ears in panic, “I don't want to hear it!”

 

 

Picking herself up, Kikyo scrambled off Kagome's front porch in a rush. She was strung in a line of confusion, hate, and betrayal. Her adorable little cousin Kagome was nothing more than a vixen in disguise. Her brilliant doting cousin Kagome was a sly conniving little actress. She knew Kagome had a little crush on Inuyasha, but it was nothing but a crush. Yet each time the three of them were together, Kikyo couldn't help but notice Inuyasha's attention swinging in Kagome's direction. She constantly had to remind herself that Kagome and Inuyasha had been friends as children and although she was jealous of their bond, Inuyasha had always come back to her and that was all that had mattered, until now.

 

 

Kikyo was almost to her car, ignoring Kagome's shouts as she fished around her purse for keys. Finally gripping them, Kikyo jumped into the driver's seat, starting her engine and backing out. When she looked into her rearview mirror Kagome stood at least five feet away, blocking her exit. Angry, Kikyo parked her car, getting out while slamming the door shut.

 

 

“Kikyo,” Kagome pleaded. “Please, if you can't forgive me, forgive Inuyasha. It wasn't his fault.” Kagome's teary eyes sought out Kikyo's dark hardened pupils trying to defend Inuyasha and save Kikyo and Inuyasha's relationship.

 

 

This made Kikyo laugh. “He really can't remember,” Kikyo stated incredulously rather than questioning it. The hairs at the back of her head twitched crazily.

 

 

“Please, then, forgive Inuyasha. I'll do anything, but please forgive him.” Kagome had fallen on her knees begging without shame at Kikyo's feet, but she knew the tremendous pain she caused Kikyo would never be relieved in this lifetime.

 

 

“Disappear,” Kikyo said casually, her tone held no sadness or remorse.

 

 

“What?” Kagome looked up baffled by Kikyo's request.

 

 

“You heard me,” Kikyo's stare penetrated through Kagome's eyes. “I said disappear. Make sure I never hear about your disgusting existence. I never want to see your deceiving face around Inuyasha or myself again.” Kikyo smirked, not even a small feeling of regret in her as she turned around and entered her expensive car.

 

 

Numbed by Kikyo's outrageous demand, Kagome somehow gathered her heavy body from the driveway to allow Kikyo to leave, those painful words stabbing at her open wounds over and over again.

 

 

Before Kikyo officially made her departure, she rolled down the window, her expression empty and unsympathetic, “Kagome Higurashi, I hate you.” Each word came out in harsh vicious strokes as Kikyo rolled her car out of the shrine. The smirk on her face never once left her lips. Only the feeling of exacting her proper revenge on Kagome was what made her sane and feeling like the victor of the situation.

 

 

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Inuyasha treaded in her direction when he noticed her complete shut down to his confession. The expression on her face seemed like she was fighting a mind battle and losing. He didn't know what compelled him to move forward, but he did anyways. Her earlier rejection of his touch was enough to give him the hint that he was unwanted, but that gave him all the more reason to go to her and comfort whatever problem she was facing alone in her mind. He knew what the mind could do to a person, but he wasn't one to admit it himself. Slightly jarring her out of the zombie like trance she put herself in, Inuyasha instantly recognized the stream of tears rushing from her eyes.

 

 

“Kagome,” he wrapped an arm around her, his free hand tipping her chin to face him. “If I scared you with what I said just tell me and I'll take it back.” Apparently those weren't the correct words to say as her eyes poured out another gallon of her salty tears.

 

 

She twisted out of his hold, putting an arm's length between them as he watched her take a deep needed breath.

 

 

“Inuyasha,” she finally looked at him. “I can't answer you. I'm sorry.” Her words were quick, simple, and that was all it did to tell Inuyasha he wasn't wanted. Of course he wasn't wanted. What did he expect to get by coming to her home, showing her his most regarded secret, speaking his heart out when he knew it would only hurt him in the end, yet he thought Kagome was different.

 

 

The Kagome he knew, the Kagome he had become reacquainted with, she was the one woman who he thought he could always count on and vice versa. Although their meeting had been brief and coincidental, he thought they had rekindled their spark. The first day in her home, she had provided him with food and shelter. Keishi's party, she had taken care of his fever while allowing contact with her child. The movie they watched that very night as she cuddled in his arms accepting his touch. The ramen she made the next morning. The kisses they shared. Her smile. It was nothing but a spur of the moment and for some reason, her rejection hurt more than Kikyo's rejection of his proposal.

 

 

Inuyasha stepped back unexpectedly, keeping his mind in check as much as possible. He was on the brink of losing it, showing her his weakness was all for naught. He would not allow her to see him cry. Grabbing his back pack, he pulled his keys from his back pocket already putting his shoes on. It was time for him to leave.

 

 

“Inuyasha, you can't go out there tonight!” Kagome chased after him pulling at his arm, but he quickly tied his shoes. He couldn't help but let out a whimper when she grabbed for him so casually. Although she didn't give him a full reply she worried for him. He was confused.

 

 

“Kagome,” his voice was low, trying to keep the hurt down. “I need to go. I'm sorry about tonight. I shouldn't have been such an idiot. Goodbye.”

 

 

Making it out the doorway, Inuyasha reveled in the idea that it was the first time he had ever been outdoors while in his human form. Buckling himself in his car, he noticed Kagome standing at her door, her eyes begging him to come back inside, but he couldn't move, wouldn't move. He revved his engine and without looking back, he drove off into the night.

 

 

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He sat in the dark. He didn't know how, but he had long reverted back to his hanyou form, but the dark, it still surrounded him. Somehow he had made it back to his mansion. No one was around and for once, he wished at least someone was.

 

 

Throwing his head back on the headboard, Inuyasha shut his eyes.

 

 

Kagome. His mind thought viciously, plaguing him of her denial. He knew it. He wasn't good enough for her. Not good enough for her, not good enough for her cousin, not good enough to be someone who wanted a shot at love. He pressed both hands to his head tightly hoping that that alone could suppress his foul mood, but Kagome, her scent was all over him. His jacket, his back pack, his hands, his hair, her scent was bathed everywhere around him it drove him past his sanity.

 

 

Fumbling to his bathroom, he ripped his shirt off tossing it with great strength enough to knock down all his shampoos and men items stacked so nicely. He punched his hand into the mirror, the glass shards imbedding in his knuckles, but he didn't feel pain. Only the aching of his heart teased him relentlessly. Stumbling to the large bathtub, Inuyasha turned the knob furthest to the right before hauling his exhausted body into the frigid water. He shut his eyes, letting the water fill until it pooled over the top. He let the water run freely, plunging his head deep into its frozen embrace.

 

 

Only then did he no longer smell anything. Only then did he no longer think. Only then did the vicious cycle of rejection disappear completely from his blank mind.

 

 

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“Mama?” Keishi dropped the spoon from the cereal he was eating and set it on the table. “Why mama smell sad?”

 

 

Kagome looked up from her own soggy cereal before hefting her son up onto her lap.

 

 

“Mama's not sad. She's just… thinking.” Kagome sighed dejectedly, pulling her son into a tight embrace, placing a kiss right on his forehead. Last night had been bad and she supposed the morning would be better, but it was killing her.

 

 

“Oh,” Keishi paused thinking himself. “What mama thinkin' bout?” Keishi started, but a familiar scent passed through his nose.

 

 

“Eh?” He frowned. “Mr. Something here yesternight,” he pouted. “Why mama not wake me up?” Keishi was about to hound his mom and guilt her until the overwhelming scent of agony rolled off her aura and into his. He shivered slightly, taking notice of his mother's melancholy face when he had mentioned Inuyasha.

 

 

“Sorry,” he apologized quickly, wrapping his arms around her neck and giving her a peck on her lips. “Keishi make mama sad.”

 

 

Despite the problem, Keishi's sweet gesture brought a genuine smile back. Her son was becoming too smart for her, as she squeezed him tightly. She hadn't realized her emotions were affecting him at all. Swallowing the deep frustration and misery that lodged itself in her throat, Kagome picked up her boy swinging him around until his cheery laughter reminded her of the reason why she was so happy in the first place.

 

 

Rubbing one of his ears with her free hand, Kagome whispered into his ears, “Who wants to go to the toy store today?”

 

 

Even before Kagome got an answer, Keishi had jumped down from her arms into his chair while gulping down the rest of his cereal. As soon as the bowl was put down, Kagome didn't even blink an eye before he rushed out of the kitchen towards his bedroom to get ready.

 

 

Kagome smiled sadly after her son, the kitchen door rattling slightly from Keishi's brief exit. Her heart tore in two in that moment, dangling between the promise with Kikyo and choosing to be with Keishi's father.

 

 

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Inuyasha groaned in pain, rubbing the weariness from his eyes. Rolling his sore neck, Inuyasha turned his head to see none other than the Sesshoumaru. That was enough the shake him from whatever bit of sleep deprivation he had. Sitting up straight, Inuyasha realized he was sitting on his bed and dressed fully in clothes he didn't remember putting on. As a matter of fact, he didn't even recall getting into the bed.

 

 

“Care to explain what happened?” Sesshoumaru asked calmly while seated besides Inuyasha's bed much to his dislike.

 

 

“I don't know what you're talking about,” Inuyasha retorted stubbornly, crossing his arms across his chest much like Sesshoumaru.

 

 

“Much expected from an idiot like you,” Sesshoumaru murmured. “I got a call from a distraught flea demon early this morning.”

 

 

“Oh, so you did. What of it?” Inuyasha looked towards Sesshoumaru not quite understanding what had happened. That didn't seem to faze the Sesshoumaru one bit.

 

 

Seeming that Inuyasha's mood was back to normal, Sesshoumaru stood from his chair. “See that it never happens again.”

 

 

That line seemed to rile Inuyasha's curiosity. “What the hell you talking about, barging into my room and telling me not to do whatever the hell it is that I did.”

 

 

Sesshoumaru only turned to give Inuyasha an intimidating glare. Reaching into his coat pocket, the demon lord pulled out a brand new blood red cell phone, tossing it in Inuyasha's direction.

 

 

“It seems your phone is out of service. Don't throw this one out the window as well,” Sesshoumaru commented about to take his leave. “And next time you decide to kill yourself by submerging in a tub full of water, please give me a call. I'll be more than happy to help you.”

 

 

“Why you sonaof—” Inuyasha shouted, but Sesshoumaru was already gone.

 

 

“That bastard!” Inuyasha cussed loudly, forgetting the red cell which he squeezed tightly in his palm. He let out a breath that he hadn't realized he'd been holding and fell flat on his back.

 

 

Flipping the thing opened, Inuyasha realized this phone was the newest model. He made haste to check out all the features, playing the games, and surfing the net until the device squealed with an obscene barking noise. Apparently, it was a ringtone for texts, Inuyasha cursing Sesshoumaru to the seven hells before opening the message:

 

 

Charity function with the CEO of the Oil Company tonight.

Invitation and tux with Myouga.

Forget to go and it will be your last breath.

 

 

Inuyasha didn't have to check the contacts to know it was none other than Sesshoumaru, but what caught his eye was what Sesshoumaru had saved his name under in Inuyasha's contacts.

 

Sesshoumaru-sama it read as Inuyasha quickly edited the name replacing it with “Bastard”. Inuyasha snickered to himself, proud of his childish antics. How dare Sesshoumaru enter his own name with such a title? Scrolling through the rest of the contacts, Inuyasha wasn't surprised to see almost everyone one of the numbers in his old phone had been reprogrammed into his new phone. Even Miroku's contact named remained the same, “Lecher”. Inuyasha couldn't help the bouts of laughter that escaped his mouth. At least he and Sesshoumaru saw something eye to eye.

 

 

Inuyasha, about to stop searching through his contacts was stopped by an odd name. According to his contact list the name “Prospective Mate” was part of it. Inuyasha checked the number, not really recognizing it. He damned Sesshoumaru for pulling some sort of trick, but Inuyasha would get to the bottom of Sesshoumaru's devious plan. Pressing the send button on the number, Inuyasha was ready to use every bad word in the book to tell this person off. There was no way he would accept this person as his “Prospective Mate” as Sesshoumaru programmed the damn number in.

 

 

Scratching his head between his ears, he heard the receiver pick up.

 

 

“Who the fuc—” Inuyasha began, until he heard the voice on the other end. His body immediately shut down, recognizing exactly who that sweet melodious voice belonged to.

 

 

“Hello? Hello? Is anyone there?” She questioned, but there was no answer. Perhaps they got the wrong number, she pondered and hung up soon after.

 

 

Inuyasha hadn't realized she hung up until the ugly sound of the dial tone rang in his ears. Flipping the phone shut, Inuyasha took a deep breath and opened it up again scrolling through the contact list. Her number was still there. He rolled onto his side, his eyes not once leaving the phone screen as he stared at the name. “Prospective Mate”. Why did Sesshoumaru save her as that?

 

 

Memorizing her number within a heartbeat, Inuyasha flipped back on his back, staring at the ceiling. Previous actions of the night suddenly came back to haunt him as well as the receiver of the call. Now that he thought about it, he remembered submerging in the cold water and assumed Myouga found him like that. He couldn't sit quite still anymore as he quickly crossed his legs. Prying his phone open, Inuyasha went through the list again, staring that the whole “Prospective” before the mate. He scoffed.

 

 

Who the hell wants prospective written in front of mate? Inuyasha grinned to himself. It's either mate, or no mate at all.

 

 

Moving to lay on his stomach, Inuyasha balanced himself on his elbows, his fingers quickly keying the changes to the contact list on their own. Saving the changed data, Inuyasha bashfully smiled. It was his phone, he could call people whatever the hell he wanted. Looking at the change, Inuyasha couldn't help the twinge inside of him. It was a good twinge that made his heart skip a beat every time he thought about her.

 

 

His eyes suddenly looked out the window. After the whole Charity function, Inuyasha would see to fulfilling his deepest desire. His eyes glanced down at the screen, this time a goofy lop-sided grin appeared on his face.

 

 

Wench, it read. As much as he hated it, he'd have to thank Sesshoumaru later for inputting her number to his cell. Finally slipping the phone in his back pocket, Inuyasha stretched lazily. He couldn't help the rush of adrenaline that hit his body as he ran out towards the balcony of his outsized room. Pushing the glass doors open, he took a big whiff of the afternoon air.

 

 

“Kagome Higurashi, this ain't over yet!” He shouted to no one in particular, yet it felt as if the world had heard his declaration.

 

 

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Inuyasha sat at the bar table within the charity function. It was held at some hotel he couldn't quite remember, but none the less, this place stank. It stank of people doused in millions of perfumes and colognes; he couldn't help but want to plug his nose. Placing his elbows on the table, Inuyasha waited patiently for his shot of whiskey. The bartender quickly slid it down the table soon after as Inuyasha turned half way around scanning the tables set out for important businesses and what not.

 

 

Taking a swig of his drink, the squealing of two human girls three chairs from him had him nauseated. Ever since he sat down, they'd been staring at him as if he'd pick them up. He only rolled his eyes. The both of them could not compare to Kagome put together he reminded himself, a half smile forming. Then that obscene squeal came from them again.

 

 

Disgusting, he thought, downing the rest of this drink in one gulp. Setting the glass down, Inuyasha tipped the bartender before walking off in a cocky nonchalant way. He wasn't surprised to hear his stalkers follow his lead and nearly groaned. As much as he wanted to turn around and tell them to get lost, he decided ignorance would probably be a better way of showing them what little interest he had in playing around.

 

 

Dizzy from the overwhelming scents, Inuyasha didn't react fast enough to the headlock he was pulled into by a very familiar friend. Inuyasha finally escaped the childish lock he was forced in before punching the poor sucker in the gut.

 

 

“Kouga, what the fuck you doing here?” Inuyasha couldn't suppress the surprise and relief he felt when he saw his great friend and rival.

 

 

“I could ask you the same,” Kouga snickered, brushing off the fictitious dirt on his black tux. It didn't go unnoticed by Inuyasha, Kouga's habit of neatness. About to hound the wolf with more playful insults, Inuyasha's nose twitched on its own recognizing a familiar scent amongst the crowd. Ignoring Kouga's questioning, he pushed the wolf away suddenly scanning the crowd as if he expected someone to be there, but there were just too many people.

 

 

“Mutt face, what the hell has gotten into you?” Kouga finally caught up to Inuyasha, the scent suddenly filling the hanyou's nose. It was coming from Kouga.

 

 

Kouga watched Inuyasha sniff in his direction and he chuckled deeply.

 

 

“It's lovely isn't it?” Kouga asked; lifting his arm to his own nose, inhaling the scent of the beauty he had just danced with. He imagined her again, the long strapless dark forest green color she wore, her hair curled loosely, no makeup, but it didn't matter, she looked beautiful anyways Kouga recalled. A lecherous smiled pulled at his cheeks.

 

 

Inuyasha glared at him quite irritated.

 

 

“Where is she?” Inuyasha demanded his foot tapping on the marble ground. Kouga didn't miss the low ferocious growl that emitted from Inuyasha's chest.

 

 

“Don't tell me you know her Inuyasha?” Kouga couldn't believe it himself as Inuyasha grasped his arm taking a deep sniff of the disappearing scent. This time Inuyasha whined. He wasn't imagining it. Kagome was really here. She had just danced with Kouga not that long ago, meaning she was still around.

 

 

Kouga yanked his arm away from the hanyou. People were already making false accusations about his sexuality. Kouga would not let his “straight” reputation be ruined by Inuyasha.

 

 

“I asked you a question Kouga, where is she?”

 

 

Kouga saw the flashes of red pass through Inuyasha's eyes. That alone was enough to warn Kouga that his friend was serious, but it raised Kouga's curiosity of Inuyasha's relationship with the mysterious dance partner. He assumed Inuyasha would still be moping around because of what Kikyo had done to him, but he found his friend in the absolutely complete opposite position. Perhaps this woman meant more to Inuyasha than Kikyo ever did, which reminded Kouga of one girl who Inuyasha always talked about. Kouga couldn't remember her name, heck he never even saw pictures of her but he remembered Inuyasha always acting up whenever she was involved. Kouga could only assume that maybe this woman was the same person whom Inuyasha was getting so frustrated about.

 

 

If it is his old friend, damn that dog-shit. Why the hell would he choose Kikyo over her?

 

 

Kouga's thoughts were ended suddenly when Inuyasha gripped his shoulder, those golden eyes almost begging Kouga to tell him. That all but scared the shit out of Kouga. He'd never seen his good friend so desperate in his life before. Thinking it through, Kouga sighed. He thought he finally found the woman of his dreams, but it seemed she was way more important and connected to Inuyasha than he could ever believe.

 

 

“I was dancing with her not long ago, but one of the CEO's guards stole her away from me. Apparently, he was leading her towards the hotel office, but—”

 

 

Before Kouga could finish, Inuyasha was already running off.

 

 

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Kagome picked up the train of her long dress, feeling a bit uncomfortable as the tall bald security man led her away from everyone and into a secluded area. Afraid for her own sake, Kagome already created a backup plan should anything go unplanned. Thinking in deep thought, she hadn't realized the security guard stop as she rammed into his back.

 

 

“Sorry,” she apologized quickly. He made no expression whatsoever and opened the large wooden doors for her.

 

 

“The master awaits you milady,” the guard had a gruff but gentle voice, surprising her. She nodded and thanked him for his kindness before she stepped into the room, the door shutting behind her.

 

 

She was faced with a dark hallway, dimly lit. Slowly making her way down, she knocked on the door, but it unexpectedly opened for her. Not sure of what to expect, Kagome walked in to be greeted by none other than a patient she had met at the hospital.

 

 

“Totosai-san?” Kagome's couldn't keep the surprise from her voice. She didn't expect to see the cheerful little man like this. The old bug-eyed man stepped from his chair to give her a hug. Kagome returned the comfortable gesture.

 

 

“I didn't expect a beauty like you could make the dress shine so brightly,” the old man teased. “Then again, your aura was always so pure and beautiful.” Kagome blushed at his simple compliment.

 

 

“Anyways, how is your stomach feeling?” Kagome immediately went into doctor mode, his deep chuckle ringing in her ears.

 

 

“Much better than last week my dear,” Totosai offered her a seat which she took kindly across from him. There was a silence between them, Kagome thinking about why she was asked to be in his presence, and then it clicked.

 

 

“Don't tell me you're the CEO of the oil companies?” Kagome didn't miss the playfulness behind his eyes. She had guessed correctly.

 

 

“I was found out,” he said sarcastically. Without his notice, Kagome had stood from her seat before performing a deep respectful bow. The old man quickly helped her back up.

 

 

“My dear, that isn't necessary. You nearly saved my life.”

 

 

Kagome couldn't help but reply, “Then, I want to give thanks for all of your support at the hospital. Kaede has told me a lot about the things you've done for people in my field of study but I've never had the chance to thank you personally. So thank you.” Kagome graced him with one of her blessed smiles warming the heart of the CEO.

 

 

She is the woman for him, Totosai smiled. If it's her, there is no doubt in my mind that she will make him happy.

 

 

Ushering the woman to seat herself again, he poured a glass of water, setting in her hands. She thanked him quietly waiting for him to explain why he had called her here in the first place.

 

 

“Dr. Higurashi.”

 

 

“Please, Kagome's fine Totosai-san.” Kagome didn't believe formalities should exist after hours.

 

 

“Then call me grandfather.”

 

 

Kagome didn't know how to respond, but nodded anyways.

 

 

“I have a request that I'd like you to take into consideration,” he paused, assuming she would question him without letting him explain, but she merely nodded, her eyes encouraging him to continue. “You see, tonight was more than just a charity function, but a chance for me to find someone for my grandson.”

 

 

Kagome blinked in surprise. He had a grandson? She definitely hadn't expected that, but it was the request that had her on the edge. It wasn't some sort of marriage proposal was it? She swallowed hard.

 

 

“You see, he isn't quite my blood-grandson, but the relation we have is close enough. When his father passed away his dying request was to see his sons mated to a proper women when they were of age and for me to oversee it. I had no doubt that the younger boy would find a mate, but the elder beat him to it and they recently just had a pup,” he chuckled to himself wondering how the elder brother's mate had ever warmed up the demon lord's cold attitude. “Recently, I heard some tragic news on the television surrounding my grandson and I couldn't help but feel repulsed by such betrayal.” He stopped to take a sip of water to quench his throat.

 

 

“Excuse me… grandfather,” Kagome's small voice found its way in, “I mean no disrespect, but if your request is something similar to dating with your grandson, I'm going to have to decline. I have my son to take care of.”

 

 

Totosai was astonished at her capability to see through his antics, but he sure did like the way she spoke when she called him grandfather.

 

 

“I mean no harm to you Kagome. I just want you to show him that there are other things in life to cherish. Even if you do not decide to date, at least go to dinner with him,” Totosai's eyes begged her to think about it and Kagome felt she was trapped. It was bad enough that Kaede managed to force her to come in such a flashy dress, but going to dinner with the grandson of the CEO of Japan's largest oil companies? Kagome forgot how to breathe.

 

 

“I—”

 

 

Kagome didn't even get a chance to make her thoughts be heard when someone barged right through the door. Her eyes involuntarily turned to greet the intruder, her legs suddenly standing on their own accord. The one person she really didn't expect to see or wanted to see stood in her view; his breaths coming out in pants as if he had just run a marathon.

 

 

“Inuyasha?” she allowed herself to say, but guiltily swallowed the bile forming from her chest. After what she told him last night, she didn't have a right to even speak his name more or less stand in his presence.

 

 

Totosai noticed her aura shrink back, no longer reaching him. His large eyes glanced back and forth between the couple neither making a move that was until Inuyasha stormed over to Kagome grabbing one of her arms. The hanyou shoved her behind him, barring his fangs at the elder man.

 

 

“I'm taking her with me,” Inuyasha said right to the point. Totosai didn't miss the possessive almost dangerous aura Inuyasha created in that moment. The old man acted indifferently.

 

 

“My my Inuyasha. Always your way. You know, your father granted me the honor of being your grandfather yet you still show no respect for me?” Inuyasha, about to make a witty retort was silenced by Kagome's half squeal half gasp. He turned his golden eyes in her direction, but she averted them quickly as if his eyes were beams. If she was acting this way because of something the old man had said, Inuyasha was going to kill him right in that spot.

 

 

“So much for being a grandfather,” Inuyasha spat rudely, his grip on Kagome's arm not loosening up. “Why didn't you sign the papers with Sesshoumaru that day?”

 

 

Totosai sighed when the dawn of realization finally hit the old man. That deceiving Sesshoumaru. Totosai could guess that Sesshoumaru must've told that lie to get Inuyasha to come to tonight's function.

 

 

“It seems Sesshoumaru did not tell you the truth of our meeting that day. We actually signed the papers.”

 

 

It was Inuyasha's turn to look stupid, his mouth hanging open.

 

 

“It's not handsome to keep your mouth hanging agape when such a pretty woman is standing beside you Inuyasha.” That had done it for the hanyou.

 

 

Finally noticing Kagome's presence again, Inuyasha dragged her behind him, giving her no choice but to follow. Kagome didn't expect to be manhandled so well, she barely had time to say goodbye to the elder man. The only thing she could hear from the retreating room was something about how grandfather's request was going to be granted very soon.

 

 

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They had made it to the courtyard in the center of the hotel before Inuyasha made any motion of letting her go. Spotting a nearby empty bench, Inuyasha pushed her down gently sitting beside her. His hand let go of her wrist long enough to intertwine his fingers between her own. She didn't deny his touch as he shut his eyes taking even breaths to calm himself. Her scent alone was able to bring his boiling anger to a cool level. Opening his lids, he stared at her, noticing her state of dress.

 

 

The strapless dress showed much of lack of dress which reminded him that other guys in the plaza had seen her like this. Thinking how other guys must have craved and lusted for his Kagome made his anger teeter, but Kagome's voice echoed in his ears.

 

 

“Inuyasha.” Her voice was a whisper to him, but it was enough keep him sane from scaring her.

 

 

He took the palm of her hand, squishing it between his cheek and hand. He held it firmly warning her he was not letting go. She was already pulling away, but he would not allow it.

 

 

“Kagome, please, don't push me away,” he told her, his eyes looking through the depths of her own. That's when he saw it, the wanting, and the yearning from her gaze, but she consistently denied herself from him.

 

 

“When I said I wanted to be with you last night, it wasn't a lie,” Inuyasha released her hand, kissing the tops of her palm. “I know you might think this relationship is going fast but Kagome, whenever you're with me, I get this feeling like none I've ever felt.” He kissed her forehead.

 

 

“What can I do to make you believe me?” Inuyasha looked at her straight and hard. His glance could not be avoided.

 

 

She already knew. Kagome's heart beat faster. She was sure Inuyasha could hear it. She did believe him. She always did. It was herself she didn't trust. Her weak heart, she didn't want anyone to be hurt. Her four years without Inuyasha had been the best but the worst. With Keishi she couldn't forget the handsome hanyou whom she had fallen in love so dearly, but it was thanks to Inuyasha that she was able to have such happiness with her child.

 

 

Kikyo, it was only a disaster when her name was spoken. She owed it to her cousin to stay away from Inuyasha, but her body, her heart, her soul would not allow such a thing. The promise made was futile when Inuyasha continued to vie for her complete attention. And she wanted it. Kagome trembled with his every touch, his soft strokes as he hooked her loose hair behind her ear.

 

 

“Kagome, tell me what I should do to make you trust me enough to be mine?”

 

 

It was that one line, that one phrase, his shaky voice that broke Kagome's hardened exterior as it crumbled to nothingness.

 

 

“Kiss me,” her voice was cracked, but audible enough that Inuyasha wouldn't let go of his chance.

 

 

Crashing his needy lips onto hers, he felt her let go. Whatever she had been thinking about, whatever kept her from coming to him, Inuyasha knew she let it go as he devoured her hungrily. He didn't waste his time, his lips sucking her completely and thoroughly as if he'd never been kissed before and was experiencing it the first time. Cupping her cheeks, he tilted her head to allow him access as his tongue dipped in. Unlike the other times, they kissed, this was one completely exotic and off the hook.

 

 

Inuyasha couldn't stifle the moan that escaped as she ran her tongue across his teeth before sucking on his lower lip. If she continued with her actions, he would not be held accountable if someone walked by them with his pants half off, literally. Indulging himself with her touch, her scent spiked around him as he finally allowed her a breath of air. Her bruised lips and that glossy sexy look she gave him only increased his impatience of bedding her. He wanted nothing more than to walk right up to the front desk and demand a key to a room and bang her until they both were satisfied, but Kagome was precious. She didn't deserve that. She deserved much better than some cheap hotel.

 

 

Pressing his lips on hers in a more passionate and delicate fashion, they broke apart once more. Inuyasha licked the underside of her chin, and kissed the injury on her cheek that she had covered professionally with makeup. He paused at the collar of her neck inhaling her natural scent. That didn't help to keep the puppy in his pants down. Ignoring the hardening pain, Inuyasha pulled his jacket off, replacing it over Kagome's bear arms and settling her on his lap. He nuzzled her neck like an alpha dog would his mate.

 

 

“Inuyasha, what if someone sees us?” Kagome blushed furiously at his gentle puppy antics. He only kissed her neck.

 

 

“You weren't complaining before,” he reminded her, pressing his lips to hers once more.

 

 

She wrapped her arms around his neck. He was right. She had let him kiss him and touch her so vulnerably. What difference would it make to publicly cuddle? She smiled to herself, allowing him to wrap her up in his strong muscular arms. She never imagined that being held by the man she loved could feel so wonderful. If it was forever with him and Keishi; that was all she'd ever ask for.

 

 

A/N: And the bad news, chapter 7 is done. I guess that's good news too in a sense. Well, I know its kind of late by a lot, but I hope everyone will have a great 2010! Let us move forward! I have not given up on this story no matter how long it takes me to update. The next chapter will have more Keishi, Inuyasha and Kagome interaction. Sorry if this chapter was a little boring, but I thought it helped clarify sometimes for you and for me. Oh, if I forgot to mention your name and you reviewed the last chapter, please let me know. I really want to thank all my wonderful reviewers for their compliments and criticism. Thank you for supporting this story. Without you guys, I'm sure this story would be dead.

 

 

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