InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Husband Hunters ❯ Married to a Mistress 11 ( Chapter 11 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

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CHAPTER ELEVEN
Fresh from reports of an on-off affair with the model Higurashi Kagome, Greek tycoon Taisho Inuyasha , our all-time favorite heartbreaker, seen dining last night with the ravishing actress Natalie Cibaud. Is it off with Kagome and on with Natalie again? Or is this triangle set to run and run?

Last night? Dear heaven, Inuyasha had been with another woman? With Natalie Cibaud? Kagome just couldn't believe it. She kept on laboriously re-reading the column and staring an anguished hole into the photo. Then her stomach got the better of her. She lost her breakfast in the cloakroom.

Sick and dizzy, she reeled back to the table to study the card she had received with her flowers. 'Missing you too much.' There was a certain appalling candor in that admission, wasn't there? Evidently Inuyasha couldn't be trusted out of her sight for five minutes. And, trusting woman that she was, Inuyasha had been out of her sight for almost twenty-four hours...

Kagome asked Nikos to have the car brought around. She swept up her portable phone. No, she wasn't going to warn Inuyasha. Nor was she about to sit and wait for him to arrive with whatever surprise his guilty conscience had dreamt up. She would confront him in the Taisho building. Her phone buzzed in the lift. She ignored it.

The phone went again in the limousine. Inuyasha was trying to call her. She switched the phone off with trembling fingers. Offered the car phone some minutes later, she uttered a stringent negative. Getting a little nervous, was he? By now, Inuyasha would've been tipped off about that piece in the gossip column. He knew he had been caught out. He had been unfaithful to her. He must have been. He had been out all night. All..night…. Kagome shivered, gooseflesh pricking her clammy skin. She was in sick shock. Why ...why? was all she could think.

Until now she hadn't appreciated just how entirely hers Inuyasha had begun to seem. She had trusted him one hundred per cent. And now she couldn't comprehend how her trust had become so unassailable. He had never mentioned love, never promised to be faithful.

On the very brink of making a public announcement of their marriage, Inuyasha had betrayed her. Why? Was this one of those male sexual ego things women found so incomprehensible? Or was an adulterous fling his revealing reaction to the prospect of fully committing himself to her?

Magnificent in her rage, Kagome stalked into the Taisho building. Every head in the vicinity seemed to turn. They did a double-take at the bodyguards in her wake. Kagome stepped into the executive lift.

Inuyasha had to be gnashing his teeth. Famous for his discretion in his private life, and his success in keeping his personal affairs out of the gossip columns, he would've assumed he was safe from discovery. Or had he deliberately sought to be found out? Was she becoming paranoid? The simplest explanations were usually the most likely, she re fleeted wretchedly. Had Inuyasha just met up with Natalie Cibaud again and suddenly realized that she was the woman he really wanted?

The receptionist on the top floor stared and rose slowly to her feet.

Kagome strode on past, the stillness of her pale features dominated by eyes as brilliant as sapphires. Agog faces appeared at doorways. Without breaking her stride, Kagome reached the foot of the corridor and, thrusting wide the door of Inuyasha's office, she swept in and sent the door slamming shut behind her again.

Inuyasha was standing in the centre of the room, lean, hard-boned face whip-taut, golden eyes shimmering.

A pain as sharp as a knife cut through Kagome. She could read nothing but angry frustration in those startlingly handsome features. That neither shame nor regret could be seen savaged her. "Before I walk out of your life forever, I have a few things to say to you—"

Inuyasha moved forward and spread silencing hands. "Kagome —"

"Don't you dare interrupt me when I'm shouting at you!" Kagome launched. "And don't say my name like that. The only way you could get around me at this moment is with a rope! When I saw that photo of you with Natalie Cibaud, I couldn't believe my eyes—"

"Good," Inuyasha slotted in fiercely. "Because you shouldn't have believed what you were seeing. That photo was issued by Natalie's agent three months ago! That dinner date took place three months ago!"

"I don't believe you," Kagome breathed jerkily, studying him with stunned intensity.

"Then call my lawyer. I've already been in touch with him. I intend to sue that newspaper."

Kagome's lashes fluttered. Her legs trembled. She slumped back against the door. Widening blue eyes dazed, she framed raggedly, "Are you saying that...you weren't with Natalie last night'?"

"Kagome, I haven't laid eyes on Natalie since the night you took ill. We did not part the best of friends."

The tremble in Kagome's lower limbs was inexorably spreading right through her entire body. "But I thought you saw her after that—"

"You thought wrong. I have neither seen nor spoken to her since that night, and as far as I'm aware she's not even in the UK right now. Kagome...you should know I haven't the smallest desire for any other woman while you arc in my life," Inuyasha swore, anxiously searching her shaken face and then lapsing into roughened Greek as he reached for her and held her so tight and close she couldn't breathe.

"You s-said if you saw a beautiful woman walk down the street—"

"No, I said, "a ravishing beauty like you"," Inuyasha contradicted with strong emphasis. "And there is no other woman like you. When I realized you must've seen that picture, it was like having my own heart ripped out! I can't bear for you to be hurt—not by me, not by anyone, agape mou."

Strongly reassured by that unexpectedly emotional speech, Kagome gazed wordlessly up at him. Inuyasha breathed in deep and drew back from her. Golden eyes meeting her bemused scrutiny, he murmured tautly, "I have so much I want to say to you...but there is someone waiting to see you and it would be cruel to keep him waiting any longer. Your father is already very nervous of his reception."

"My...my father?' Kagome whispered shakily. "He's here?"

"I put private detectives on his trail and they contacted me as soon as they found him. I went to see him yesterday. I had planned to bring him back to the apartment to surprise you." Inuyasha guided her over to one of the comfortable armchairs and settled her down carefully, seeming to recognize that she was in need of that assistance. "I'll send him in..."

Stiff with strain, Kagome breathed unevenly, "Just tell me one thing before you go...has Dad asked you for money?"

"No. No, he hasn't. He's cleaned up his act, Kagome. He's holding down a job and trying to make a decent life for himself." Inuyasha shrugged. "But he would be the first one to admit that he still has to fight the temptation to go back to his old habits."

Her troubled eyes misted with tears. As Higurashi Onigumo stepped uncertainly through the door through which Inuyasha had just departed, Kagome slid upright. Her father looked older, his hair greyer, and he had put on weight. He also looked very uncertain of himself.

"I wasn't sure about coming here after what I did," her father admitted uncomfortably. "It's very hard for me to face you now. I let you down the whole time I was bringing you up but I let you down worst of all three years ago, when I left you to pay the price for my stupidity."

Kagome's stiffness gave way. Closing the distance between them, she gave the older man a comforting hug. "You loved me. I always knew that. It made up for a lot," she told him frankly. "You did the best you could."

"I hit rock-bottom when I saw you having to dance to the tune of that old coot, Shio Toutosai" Onigumo shook his head with bitter regret. "There was no way I could avoid facing up to how low I'd sunk and how much I'd dragged you down. I leeched off you, off everyone. All I lived for was the next game, the next bet—"

Kagome drew him up short there. "Inuyasha says you've got a job. Tell me about that," she encouraged.

For the past year he had been working as a salesman for a northern confectionery firm. It was now eighteen months since he had last laid a bet. He still attended weekly meetings with other former gamblers.

Kagome told him that the cottage no longer had a sitting tenant. Her father frowned in surprise, and then slowly he smiled. Rather apprehensively, he then admitted that he had met someone he was hoping to marry. He would sell the cottage and put the proceeds towards buying a house. Myrtle, he explained, had some savings of her own, and it was a matter of pride that he should not bring less to the relationship.

Now he was middle-aged, she registered, her father finally wanted the ordinary things that other people wanted.

Security, self-respect, to be loved, appreciated. And wasn't that exactly what she had always wanted for herself? Her father had needed her forgiveness and she had needed to shed her bitter memories. As they talked, her gratitude to Inuyasha for engineering such reconciliation steadily increased. Onigumo had built a new life and she wished him well with her whole heart.

"You've got yourself a good bloke in Inuyasha," her father commented with a nod as he took his leave, "I shouldn't like to cross him, though."

Kagome was mopping her eyes when Inuyasha reappeared. She didn't look at him. "This has been a heck of morning... but I'm really grateful that you found Dad for me. It's like a whole big load of worry has dropped off my shoulders. Tell me, would you have brought us together again if he'd still been down on the skids?"

From the corner of her eye, she saw Inuyasha still. "Not immediately," he confessed honestly. "I would have tried to get him some help first. But he wouldn't have come if he hadn't sorted himself out. He wouldn't have had the courage to face you."

Inuyasha curved a supportive hand round her spine and walked her towards the door. "We have a helicopter to catch."

"Where on earth are we going?"

"Surprise..."

"I thought Dad was my surprise."

"Only part of it." He urged her up a flight of stairs and they emerged onto the roof, where a helicopter waited. Kagome grimaced and gave him a look of reproach which he pretended not to notice.

He held her hand throughout the flight. Kagome was forced to admit that it wasn't so bad.

She was even persuaded to look out of the windows once or twice. But she still closed her eyes and prayed when they started coming in to land.

Inuyasha restored her to solid ground again with careful hands. "You're doing really great," he told her admiringly.

Only then did Kagome open her eyes. She gaped. A hundred yards away stood a very large and imposing nineteenth-century country house surrounded by a gleaming sea of luxury cars. Three other helicopters were parked nearby. "Where are we? What's going on?"

"I did once mention having a house in the country but you were ill at the time," Inuyasha conceded with a wolfish smile. "Welcome to the wedding reception you never had, Mrs Taisho..."

"I beg your pardon?" Kagome prompted unevenly.

"All my relatives and all my friends are waiting to meet you," Inuyasha revealed. "And the advantage of inviting them for lunch is that they all have to go home before dinner. Two weeks ago, the only reason I agreed to hold fire on announcing our marriage was that I hadn't the slightest desire to share you with other people. I wanted you all to myself for a while—"

"All your relatives...all your friends?"

"Kagome...this little celebration has been in the pipeline for two weeks. The invitations went out while we were in Greece." He hesitated and cast her a rueful glance. "I did ask your father to join us but he preferred not to."


Kagome nodded without surprise and wondered absently why they were dawdling so much on their passage towards the house. "Was Dad the something that came up yesterday?"

"I went up to Manchester to see him. That took up quite a few hours and then I came back here for the night. I wanted to check everything was ready for us." Inuyasha stilled her steps altogether, casting an odd, frustrated glance of expectancy up at the sky.

"What's wrong...?"

The whine of an aircraft approaching brought a smile back to Inuyasha's impatient dark features. As a low-flying plane approached over the trees, he banded both arms round Kagome and turned her round. "Look up," he urged.

Kagome's eyes widened. In the wake of the strange trail of pink smoke left by the plane, words appeared to be forming.

"That's an I," Inuyasha informed her helpfully. "And that's an L and an O and a V—"

"Even I can read letters that big!" Kagome snapped.

The words 'I love you' stood there in the sky, picked out in bright pink. Kagome's jaw dropped.

Somewhat pained by this lack of response, Inuyasha breathed, "I wanted you to know that I am proud of my feelings for you...and it was the only way I could think of doing it."

Never in Kagome's wildest dreams would it have occurred to her that Inuyasha would do something so public and so deeply uncool. "You love me?" she whispered weakly.

"You ought to know that by now!" Inuyasha launched in frustration. "I've been trying myself in knots for weeks trying to show you how much I care!"

Kagome surveyed him with eyes brimming with happiness, but was conscious of a very slight sense of female incomprehension. "Inuyasha...couldn't you just say the words?"

"You weren't ready to hear them. You had a very low opinion of me...and, let me tell you, few men would've emerged from reading that written character assassination of yours with much in the way of hope!" Inuyasha asserted with a feeling shudder.

Kagome was aghast. "You found my list—?"

"How could you write all those things about me?"

"There was no name on it, so if you recognized the traits..." Kagome fell silent and studied him with dismayed and sympathetic eyes. "Oh, Inuyasha... you kept quiet all this time, and that must've killed you—"

"I used that list as a blueprint for persuading you that I wasn't the man you imagined I was."

"And you improved so much," Kagome completed rather tactlessly.

With a helpless groan, Inuyasha hauled her close and kissed her with devouring passion. Kagome's impressionable heart went crazy. She submitted to being crushed with alacrity and hugged him tight, finally resting her ebony head down on his broad shoulder as she struggled to catch her breath again. "Oh, dear, I was the tart who thought you were great in bed and that was all...you were playing games with me when you said that, Inuyasha!" she condemned.

"That is really rich...coming from a wife who announced she preferred to be a mistress—"

"Only after being told she would be perfect in that role—"

"Perfect wife, perfect mistress, perfect...you are the love of my life," Inuyasha confessed rather raggedly. "Why the hell did I arrange the reception for today?"

Kagome squinted across the sea of big cars at the house. A lot of faces were looking out of the windows. But she didn't squirm. She threw her head high. Inuyasha loved her. The one and only love of his life? She felt ten feet tall. She would never, ever, no matter how long she lived, tell him how utterly naff that pink trail in the sky had been—particularly not when he was so pleased with himself for having come up with the idea. "I love you too," she confided as they threaded a passage through the parked cars on their way to the impressive front doors that already stood wide for their entrance. "I really don't think I ought to tell you, but it wasn't the new improved you that did the trick entirely. I got sort of irrationally attached to you even before I wrote the list."

"How can you tell me you love me with all these people hovering?" Inuyasha slung in a gritty hiss of reproach, but he smiled and their eyes met and that devastating smile of his grew even more brilliant.

"I want you to meet my wife." Inuyasha announced a ten minutes later, with so much pride and pleasure that Kagome felt her eyes prickle.

A whole host of people lined up to greet them. They were mobbed. At one stage it was something of a surprise to find herself looking down on Shio Toutosai's balding little head, and then meeting his faded, discomfited blue eyes. "I'm sorry," he breathed tightly.

"I made him sorry," his wife, Kaede, said very loudly, and Toutosai flinched and seemed to shrink into himself. "Everyone knows the whole story now. There's no fool like an old fool."

The older woman shook hands with brisk efficiency and passed on.

Somewhat paralyzed by that encounter, Kagome whispered to Inuyasha, "I feel so sorry for him now."

"Don't you dare...if it hadn't been for Toutosai, we'd have been together three years sooner!" Inuyasha responded without pity.

"I couldn't have coped with you at nineteen."

"I never knew anyone learn to cope with me faster," Inuyasha countered, guiding her through the crush to a quiet corner.

Kagome focused on her friend, Sango, in delighted surprise. Petting Bounce, she sat down beside her. "How did you get here?" she demanded.

"Inuyasha phoned me last night. We travelled down in a limousine this morning. Bounce was most impressed. Now, didn't I tell you that man loved you? Oh, dear, is he listening?" Sango said with comic dismay.

"Your senses are so much more acute than Kagome's," Inuyasha told Sango cheerfully. "To convince her, I had to hire a plane to spell out "I love you" in the sky."

"How did that feel?" Sango asked Kagome eagerly.

"It felt...it felt absolutely fantastic," Kagome swore. "It was so imaginative, so unexpected, so —"

"Naff?" Inuyasha slotted in tautly.

"No, it was the moment I realized that I loved you most." And truthfully it had been, when he had unerringly betrayed to her just how hard he found it to put his pride on the line and say those three little words before she said them.

Lunch was a vast buffet served in the ballroom by uniformed waiters. Kagome sipped champagne and drifted about on an ecstatic cloud with Inuyasha's arm curved possessively round her. She met his aunts and his uncles and his cousins and his second cousins and his third cousins, and all the names just went right over her head.

And then, when the band struck up the music, rising to the role expected of the bridal couple, they circled the floor and the dancing began. Given an excuse to remain constantly within Inuyasha 's hold, Kagome was initially content. Curving herself round him like a vine, she breathed in the hot, familiar scent of his body and inevitably turned weak with longing. "Any sign of anyone leaving yet?" she kept on asking hopefully.

At last a trickle of departures led to a generalized flood. They saw Sango back out to the limo. Then Kagome and Inuyasha mounted the stairs hand in hand at a stately pace.

"When did you realize you were in love with me?" she pressed.

"When you had the chickenpox and I still couldn't wait to take you home."

"But you weren't prepared to admit it—"

"Torture wouldn't have made me confess I was that vulnerable. This is our bedroom." Inuyasha cast wide a door with a flourish.

'"Our" has a warm sound, Kagome savoured. "I still can't believe you love me..."

"You wouldn't have had to wait so long to find out if you had kept quiet on the beach the morning after I got drunk." In exasperation Inuyasha framed her surprised face with loving hands. "I was ready to tell you. Since I was painfully aware that I had got everything wrong, and I was feeling unusually humble, I was planning to go for the sympathy vote...and what did you do?"

"I told you about my godmother's will... I think I'll give my share to Kagura's favorite children's charity." She stared dizzily into golden eyes blazing with love and gave him a glorious smile. "I had to tell you about the will some time, but I was just trying to save face. I didn't want you to realize how much I loved you—"

"You're a total dreamer."

"I'm the love of your life," Kagome reminded him rather smugly as she flicked loose his tie and slid his jacket down off his broad shoulders with the intent air of one unwrapping a wonderful parcel. "And you're the love of mine."

Inuyasha brought her down on the four-poster bed with a husky laugh of amusement. "Let me remind you of what you said in your list. Chauvinistic, bad-tempered, selfish, unromantic, insensitive, domineering—"

"A woman always reserves the right to change her mind." Kagome inserted before he could get really waned up.

Amber eyes were burnished to pure gold as he met her dancing eyes. "You may be gorgeous...but I think it was your mind I fell in love with...all those snappy replies and sneaky moves, agape mou."

"To think I once thought you were cold." Kagome ran a tender loving hand over his chest. "How many children are we going to have?" she asked.

Inuyasha gave her a startled smile of appreciation that turned her heart over and inside out. "You want my baby?"

Kagome nodded. The prospect just made her melt.

"You really are tremendous," Inuyasha breathed hoarsely.

And then he took her readily parted lips with urgent. Speaking hunger and the passion took over, gloriously reaffirming their love for each other.

Ten months later, they had their first child. Kagome gave birth to a baby girl with blue eyes as bright and bossy as her own. Inuyasha took one look at his daughter and he just adored her too.

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SO! Here is the end of story number 1. There are 3 different mini stories in this fanfic, so I hope you keep it up with me until the end… I would love to see a review and know what you guys think about it…. See ya all on next chapter!!!

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