InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Ice Prince and Princess ❯ Chapter 5 ( Chapter 5 )
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By: Twilight dawn 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Drama / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 12.22.2010 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.4K | Visits: 290 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Drama / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 12.22.2010 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.4K | Visits: 290 | Status: Work In Progress
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or its characters.
When Kagura said she would take care of it, I thought she would make a few phone calls or set up a couple of interviews. I didn’t expect her to set up a press conference with every single major newspaper and television station in attendance.
She conveniently set it up in one of the rooms at a hotel, that provides security detail, just in case Inuyasha decides to show up. I wouldn’t put it past him. He enjoys to rub things in other people’s faces.
I will be doing this on my own.
Sesshoumaru is at home practicing the new routine with Kagura and Jakotsu is making our new costumes.
Taking a deep breath, I placed one foot in front of the other, as I walked down the pathway leading to the stage, where I will be answering questions. I tried to ignore the cameras flashing in my eyes and the constant stares.
Reaching the stage, I walked up the stairs and over to my seat, where I made sure the material to my skirt would be underneath me, and sat down, scooting my chair closer to the table.
‘You can get through this,’ I told myself.
I glanced about the reporters and spotted a familiar face amongst them. I immediately recognized him from the interview with Inuyasha, and inclined my head to him to ask the first question.
I should have bypassed him or avoided him altogether, but he seems like a genuine person to me. And to judge him based on one interview would be wrong of me.
He stood up from his seat and opened up the notepad in front of him. He smiled warmly at me, and I couldn’t help but smile back at him. “Miss Higurashi, hearing that your former boyfriend left you for another woman and as your skating partner must have been devastating to you. How have you been coping?”
I felt the contents of my stomach rise up. My palms began to sweat and my heart quickened. I took a couple of deep breaths to calm myself down.
I knew I couldn’t avoid these type of questions. I need to clear things up.
“I believe I have been handling it well,” I said, leaning into the microphone. “I’ve been talking about it and feel like I’m ready to move on.”
They were told before the conference started to only ask one question apiece. I can decide whether or not I want to answer and they cannot ask me the reason for my refusal.
I pointed to a dark haired woman sitting next to him. “Are you by chance dating anyone at the moment?”
“No,” I said, shaking my head.
“Are you thinking about retiring?” Another reporter asked me.
I wonder where this question came from. “No,“ I said, and before they could ask the next question, I answered it for them. “And I will not be entering the single competition either.”
Without me calling on her, a dark haired woman stood and focused her attention on me. “Then we can assume you already found a new partner,” she spoke, tapping her pencil on her notebook. “Who have you chose to replace one half of America’s Sweethearts?”
I shouldn‘t answer since she took it upon herself to ask her question, but if she didn‘t ask, then someone else would. Better to get it over with now. “I will not be revealing my partner’s identity at this time. You will have to find out at National’s just like everyone else.”
I let another reporter have their chance. “Do you expect to beat Inuyasha and Kikyo with someone you barely even know?”
These reporters are very tricky. They’re trying to get me to answer another question about Sesshoumaru in a different way. “Of course I expect to beat Inuyasha. It’s the only way I can advance to the Olympics.”
Everyone laughed at my statement. The reporter who asked sat back down in embarrassment.
I looked at the clock on the wall and only had a few minutes left to go. I breathed a sigh of relief.
“How long did it take you to replace Inuyasha?”
Thinking back, I pictured Sesshoumaru at my door with me being drunk, and smiled at the memory. “It didn’t take very long at all,” I replied. “In fact, I had a new partner in a matter of hours.”
The door flew open without warning and Inuyasha came swiftly forward, his eyes darkened as they focused on me. “What is the meaning of this, Kagome? How could you do this behind my back?”
I stared at him for what seemed like a very long time, in truth, it was only a few minutes. “Kind of like how you appeared on a talk show and dumped me,” I countered.
He grinned. “I know what this is about. You miss me and want me back.”
“Up until this moment, I haven’t given you much thought.” It was a total lie, but he didn’t need to know that. He has hurt me so much its time he felt some of that pain.
He was giving me a strange look. Like he was shocked I wasn’t crying or yelling at him.
“What, all of a sudden you have nothing to say?” I said to him, keeping my gaze on him. “If that’s all, you can find your way out. I have more important things to do.”
Seeing him again didn’t hurt me as much as I thought it would. I don’t feel like crying or yelling obscenities at him. I just want him to leave, so I can move on with my life.
“Is it true? Did you replace me?”
I restrained myself from rolling my eyes. “What did you expect, Inuyasha? That I would give up my dreams just to stay at home and cry over you. I don’t think so.”
“Who is he?” He spoke angrily, spraying those around him. “Who has the balls to take what was mine?”
Clearly, he doesn’t like the idea of me having another partner. That’s just to bad. He should’ve thought of that before he dumped me. “You have no right to ask me such things. You lost that right when you began to cheat on me with my cousin.”
I didn’t care that I yelled at him or that the reporters were frantically writing everything we said down. If he wants to keep talking about it, that’s fine, but he will look like the fool and not me.
“It’s your fault I cheated on you in the first place. If you would’ve put out like I wanted to none of this would have happened.”
It was always the same fight with him, no matter where we were or how much time had passed. He always wanted me to have sex with him and I would always turn him down. To hear that he chose to cheat on me was like having the hurt made new again.
Hurt washed over my face, but I squared my chin. “Are you blaming me for your infidelity?” I asked, rising from my seat to look down upon him. I will not let him have the upper hand. “I told you in the beginning of our relationship that I was saving myself for marriage.”
“You’re damn right I am, wench.”
I left the stage to face him. “That’s real mature, Inuyasha. You can’t take the responsibility of your own actions and place the blame somewhere else.”
His face grew red with anger. “You whore,” he gritted through his teeth, clenching his fists at his sides.
I couldn’t resist the temptation to say. “No,” I said, interrupting him. “You got it wrong. The whore you refer to would be my cousin, Kikyo.”
The bodyguards finally arrived and stood before me, blocking Inuyasha from attacking me. Because that was the look he was giving me. He didn’t like me calling his girlfriend what she truly is.
He flashed me an evil smile. “You’re just jealous because you know she’s better in bed than you’ll ever be.”
A look of disgust crossed my features. “Yeah, Inuyasha. I’m jealous of the different types of diseases she brings home every night. By the way,” I said, smiling sweetly. “I would get tested if I was you.”
“Bitch,” he yelled, trying to get through the bodyguards. “You will pay for that comment.”
That’s it. I heard more than I can take. I must leave, because I want to hit him, and I couldn’t do that in front of the reporters. Kagura would kill me.
I turned around and began to walk away.
My sudden departure didn’t escape Inuyasha’s notice. “Where do you think you’re going?” he demanded.
I didn’t stop or turn around when I said, “Don’t speak another word to me, Inuyasha,” I said with a warning in my voice. “I don’t know how much more I can take from you without laying you down flat.”
He snorted. “You wish, wench.”
I ignored him and left the hall without a backward glance, although I felt his eyes on me the entire time.
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I feel emotionally and physically drained. The confrontation with Inuyasha has taken a lot out of me and I just wanted to soak in the tub, but that didn’t happen.
Sesshoumaru was sitting on my bed waiting for me with a book in his hands. He was so engrossed in the novel, he didn’t even notice I was there. “Sesshoumaru,” I whispered, catching his attention. “Have you already finished with practice?”
He looked up from the book and smiled at me. “We cut practice early because it was pointless. I couldn’t do most of the moves.”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t plan on staying long at the conference, but something unexpected happened.”
Sesshoumaru laid the book on the nightstand and stood up, walking over to me. “I know,” he said. “I watched it with Kagura and Jakotsu.”
“It was broadcast on the TV?” I asked, horrified. I closed my eyes at the thought of millions of people watching me make a fool of myself.
Sesshoumaru heard the tone in my voice and leaned closer to me, our noses almost touching. “You handled yourself well, Kagome. No one can blame you for defending yourself.”
I mentally gave a sigh of relief. He didn’t blame or find fault with the way I acted. I don’t want to look like an immature woman in his eyes.
“Are you alright?” he suddenly asked me, placing two fingers under my chin to look in my eyes.
I avoided his gaze as I said, “As much as expected. I thought it would be hard to see Inuyasha after what happened, but it wasn’t. It was like the hurt and anger washed away after my confrontation with him.”
I couldn’t tell Sesshoumaru that he was the reason I was able to get through it. That falling in love with him had made me realize my relationship with Inuyasha was just a fling.
“What is it you’re not telling me?” he asked softly.
Tears welled in my eyes and I turned my head to the side, trying to hide them. I can’t reveal my true feeling to him. I was the one to make the stupid clause of not having a romantic relationship and it was tearing me apart inside.
He thought my tears were still about Inuyasha and drew me into a hug, his one hand stayed on my waist, while the other one found its way into my hair. I leaned closer to him and hide my face into his shirt.
Sesshoumaru touched his head to mine, holding me tightly to him. “I’m sorry I wasn’t there to help you, Kagome. I promise that I will be there for you in the future.”
“Can we really beat Inuyasha?” I asked, voicing my doubts. “I don’t know if we can. He seems to be bent on making me regret choosing someone else to skate with.”
He placed a finger on my lips, silencing me. “Hush,” he said, quietly. “He’s nothing more than a little boy crying because he’s prized toy was taken away.”
I shook my head gently against his shirt, wiping the tears from my face, and tilted my head back to stare at him. He always seemed to know everything and he didn’t even mind that I used his shirt as a tissue.
I smiled as I said, “You always know the right words to say to make me feel better. Thank you.”
He kissed my forehead before releasing me. “It had grown late. I suggest you try to get some sleep.”
I continued to hold my smile until he left and let out a loud sigh. For a moment there, I thought he returned my feelings when he tried to comfort me. Now, I believe he did it for the sake of his little sister.
To be continued…
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When Kagura said she would take care of it, I thought she would make a few phone calls or set up a couple of interviews. I didn’t expect her to set up a press conference with every single major newspaper and television station in attendance.
She conveniently set it up in one of the rooms at a hotel, that provides security detail, just in case Inuyasha decides to show up. I wouldn’t put it past him. He enjoys to rub things in other people’s faces.
I will be doing this on my own.
Sesshoumaru is at home practicing the new routine with Kagura and Jakotsu is making our new costumes.
Taking a deep breath, I placed one foot in front of the other, as I walked down the pathway leading to the stage, where I will be answering questions. I tried to ignore the cameras flashing in my eyes and the constant stares.
Reaching the stage, I walked up the stairs and over to my seat, where I made sure the material to my skirt would be underneath me, and sat down, scooting my chair closer to the table.
‘You can get through this,’ I told myself.
I glanced about the reporters and spotted a familiar face amongst them. I immediately recognized him from the interview with Inuyasha, and inclined my head to him to ask the first question.
I should have bypassed him or avoided him altogether, but he seems like a genuine person to me. And to judge him based on one interview would be wrong of me.
He stood up from his seat and opened up the notepad in front of him. He smiled warmly at me, and I couldn’t help but smile back at him. “Miss Higurashi, hearing that your former boyfriend left you for another woman and as your skating partner must have been devastating to you. How have you been coping?”
I felt the contents of my stomach rise up. My palms began to sweat and my heart quickened. I took a couple of deep breaths to calm myself down.
I knew I couldn’t avoid these type of questions. I need to clear things up.
“I believe I have been handling it well,” I said, leaning into the microphone. “I’ve been talking about it and feel like I’m ready to move on.”
They were told before the conference started to only ask one question apiece. I can decide whether or not I want to answer and they cannot ask me the reason for my refusal.
I pointed to a dark haired woman sitting next to him. “Are you by chance dating anyone at the moment?”
“No,” I said, shaking my head.
“Are you thinking about retiring?” Another reporter asked me.
I wonder where this question came from. “No,“ I said, and before they could ask the next question, I answered it for them. “And I will not be entering the single competition either.”
Without me calling on her, a dark haired woman stood and focused her attention on me. “Then we can assume you already found a new partner,” she spoke, tapping her pencil on her notebook. “Who have you chose to replace one half of America’s Sweethearts?”
I shouldn‘t answer since she took it upon herself to ask her question, but if she didn‘t ask, then someone else would. Better to get it over with now. “I will not be revealing my partner’s identity at this time. You will have to find out at National’s just like everyone else.”
I let another reporter have their chance. “Do you expect to beat Inuyasha and Kikyo with someone you barely even know?”
These reporters are very tricky. They’re trying to get me to answer another question about Sesshoumaru in a different way. “Of course I expect to beat Inuyasha. It’s the only way I can advance to the Olympics.”
Everyone laughed at my statement. The reporter who asked sat back down in embarrassment.
I looked at the clock on the wall and only had a few minutes left to go. I breathed a sigh of relief.
“How long did it take you to replace Inuyasha?”
Thinking back, I pictured Sesshoumaru at my door with me being drunk, and smiled at the memory. “It didn’t take very long at all,” I replied. “In fact, I had a new partner in a matter of hours.”
The door flew open without warning and Inuyasha came swiftly forward, his eyes darkened as they focused on me. “What is the meaning of this, Kagome? How could you do this behind my back?”
I stared at him for what seemed like a very long time, in truth, it was only a few minutes. “Kind of like how you appeared on a talk show and dumped me,” I countered.
He grinned. “I know what this is about. You miss me and want me back.”
“Up until this moment, I haven’t given you much thought.” It was a total lie, but he didn’t need to know that. He has hurt me so much its time he felt some of that pain.
He was giving me a strange look. Like he was shocked I wasn’t crying or yelling at him.
“What, all of a sudden you have nothing to say?” I said to him, keeping my gaze on him. “If that’s all, you can find your way out. I have more important things to do.”
Seeing him again didn’t hurt me as much as I thought it would. I don’t feel like crying or yelling obscenities at him. I just want him to leave, so I can move on with my life.
“Is it true? Did you replace me?”
I restrained myself from rolling my eyes. “What did you expect, Inuyasha? That I would give up my dreams just to stay at home and cry over you. I don’t think so.”
“Who is he?” He spoke angrily, spraying those around him. “Who has the balls to take what was mine?”
Clearly, he doesn’t like the idea of me having another partner. That’s just to bad. He should’ve thought of that before he dumped me. “You have no right to ask me such things. You lost that right when you began to cheat on me with my cousin.”
I didn’t care that I yelled at him or that the reporters were frantically writing everything we said down. If he wants to keep talking about it, that’s fine, but he will look like the fool and not me.
“It’s your fault I cheated on you in the first place. If you would’ve put out like I wanted to none of this would have happened.”
It was always the same fight with him, no matter where we were or how much time had passed. He always wanted me to have sex with him and I would always turn him down. To hear that he chose to cheat on me was like having the hurt made new again.
Hurt washed over my face, but I squared my chin. “Are you blaming me for your infidelity?” I asked, rising from my seat to look down upon him. I will not let him have the upper hand. “I told you in the beginning of our relationship that I was saving myself for marriage.”
“You’re damn right I am, wench.”
I left the stage to face him. “That’s real mature, Inuyasha. You can’t take the responsibility of your own actions and place the blame somewhere else.”
His face grew red with anger. “You whore,” he gritted through his teeth, clenching his fists at his sides.
I couldn’t resist the temptation to say. “No,” I said, interrupting him. “You got it wrong. The whore you refer to would be my cousin, Kikyo.”
The bodyguards finally arrived and stood before me, blocking Inuyasha from attacking me. Because that was the look he was giving me. He didn’t like me calling his girlfriend what she truly is.
He flashed me an evil smile. “You’re just jealous because you know she’s better in bed than you’ll ever be.”
A look of disgust crossed my features. “Yeah, Inuyasha. I’m jealous of the different types of diseases she brings home every night. By the way,” I said, smiling sweetly. “I would get tested if I was you.”
“Bitch,” he yelled, trying to get through the bodyguards. “You will pay for that comment.”
That’s it. I heard more than I can take. I must leave, because I want to hit him, and I couldn’t do that in front of the reporters. Kagura would kill me.
I turned around and began to walk away.
My sudden departure didn’t escape Inuyasha’s notice. “Where do you think you’re going?” he demanded.
I didn’t stop or turn around when I said, “Don’t speak another word to me, Inuyasha,” I said with a warning in my voice. “I don’t know how much more I can take from you without laying you down flat.”
He snorted. “You wish, wench.”
I ignored him and left the hall without a backward glance, although I felt his eyes on me the entire time.
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I feel emotionally and physically drained. The confrontation with Inuyasha has taken a lot out of me and I just wanted to soak in the tub, but that didn’t happen.
Sesshoumaru was sitting on my bed waiting for me with a book in his hands. He was so engrossed in the novel, he didn’t even notice I was there. “Sesshoumaru,” I whispered, catching his attention. “Have you already finished with practice?”
He looked up from the book and smiled at me. “We cut practice early because it was pointless. I couldn’t do most of the moves.”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t plan on staying long at the conference, but something unexpected happened.”
Sesshoumaru laid the book on the nightstand and stood up, walking over to me. “I know,” he said. “I watched it with Kagura and Jakotsu.”
“It was broadcast on the TV?” I asked, horrified. I closed my eyes at the thought of millions of people watching me make a fool of myself.
Sesshoumaru heard the tone in my voice and leaned closer to me, our noses almost touching. “You handled yourself well, Kagome. No one can blame you for defending yourself.”
I mentally gave a sigh of relief. He didn’t blame or find fault with the way I acted. I don’t want to look like an immature woman in his eyes.
“Are you alright?” he suddenly asked me, placing two fingers under my chin to look in my eyes.
I avoided his gaze as I said, “As much as expected. I thought it would be hard to see Inuyasha after what happened, but it wasn’t. It was like the hurt and anger washed away after my confrontation with him.”
I couldn’t tell Sesshoumaru that he was the reason I was able to get through it. That falling in love with him had made me realize my relationship with Inuyasha was just a fling.
“What is it you’re not telling me?” he asked softly.
Tears welled in my eyes and I turned my head to the side, trying to hide them. I can’t reveal my true feeling to him. I was the one to make the stupid clause of not having a romantic relationship and it was tearing me apart inside.
He thought my tears were still about Inuyasha and drew me into a hug, his one hand stayed on my waist, while the other one found its way into my hair. I leaned closer to him and hide my face into his shirt.
Sesshoumaru touched his head to mine, holding me tightly to him. “I’m sorry I wasn’t there to help you, Kagome. I promise that I will be there for you in the future.”
“Can we really beat Inuyasha?” I asked, voicing my doubts. “I don’t know if we can. He seems to be bent on making me regret choosing someone else to skate with.”
He placed a finger on my lips, silencing me. “Hush,” he said, quietly. “He’s nothing more than a little boy crying because he’s prized toy was taken away.”
I shook my head gently against his shirt, wiping the tears from my face, and tilted my head back to stare at him. He always seemed to know everything and he didn’t even mind that I used his shirt as a tissue.
I smiled as I said, “You always know the right words to say to make me feel better. Thank you.”
He kissed my forehead before releasing me. “It had grown late. I suggest you try to get some sleep.”
I continued to hold my smile until he left and let out a loud sigh. For a moment there, I thought he returned my feelings when he tried to comfort me. Now, I believe he did it for the sake of his little sister.
To be continued…
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