InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ If You Are Not The One ❯ To Remember What Was Once There ( Chapter 7 )

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

IF YOU ARE NOT THE ONE

Chapter Seven: To Remember What Was Once There

It was a great morning, the birds were merrily chirping outside and the sky was a bright sky blue color, no clouds in the way and for some reason it was brighter than usual. Rays of sun welcomed the bright morning into Inuyasha's bedroom as they entered through his two large class window-like doors, which by the way led to the balcony outside. The brilliant and oh so vivid light penetrated through the glass doors and into his sanctuary; lighting every corner of his large bedroom in the process.

The second he awoke the next morning, he couldn't help but feel an overwhelming emptiness deep in his interior, also noticing he was missing a great whole lot of body heat and felt so very isolated. All of a sudden, the pleasing warmth that he had finally obtained after so many years was missing. Inuyasha cracked an eye opened to find the gorgeous woman that was supposed to be sleeping next to him, gone. She had vanished without a single trace.

As he sat upright on the bed, one of his hands traveled to the other side of the mattress, were he could still feel the warmth of the resent female body that was once there. His hand journeyed all the way back to his head and found his hair tangled up messily, and to make it even worse, his head hurt just a little bit. When times like these there was only one thing left to do; call his butler and ask for an aspirin and a glass of water. He sighed as he mindlessly scratched his head. He knew he looked a mess and he felt pain suddenly erupting from his back. “Fucking wench can scratch like a bitch,” he mumbled as he ran his fingers up and down his sore back.

He looked around the bedroom, scanning trace of the disappearing woman. There was absolutely nothing left of her but a single memory and the faint smell lingering in the air as a cause of their late last night sexual activities. His bed was a total mess, pillows were thrown across the room, his clothes were scattered all over the floor and the bed sheets were messily both on the carpet floor and on the bed.

Yep, she was gone; she had left him there while he was still deeply drowned in sleep and just left on her own freewill. He couldn't exactly remember what had happened yesterday or how they had met but he did indeed remember their lovemaking. He could also still feel the way her body felt next to his, hell he still remembered how she begged him to take her and make her his. But there was just one thing he sure couldn't place a finger on…her name.

As he tried his best to remember the name that belonged to that woman, his baffled mind could not come up with any of some sort that could match her outstanding beauty. All the ones with the beauty are whores in search of pleasure. But of all the years he had spent alone without his wife, he had never done something as stupid as he had done last night. Holy shit…if Sesshomaru finds out about this, he will fucking kill me for sure. I could kiss my reputation goodbye.

After much cussing he decided to put aside his disturbing thoughts and arose from the bed as he headed to the large bathroom connected to his bedroom that was on the right-hand side of the room. Halfway to the bathroom door, he stopped dead on his tracks and turned his attention to a familiar looking object on the floor. For a second or two he realized it belonged to his mystery girl from last night, he leaned over to pick up the Hello Kiddy thong with two fingers and decided to put it in his dirty laundry and keep as a price. Sort of like a souvenir from one of the greatest nights he had had in a long time.

He glanced around his room and found his pants messily on top of one of his arm chairs. When picked up, he searched for his wallet to see if anything had suddenly disappeared this morning while he was still asleep. Not surprised when he opened his wallet and noticed a couple of bucks were missing, his prediction was right. Though what slightly surprised him was that she had only taken exactly twenty bucks and that all of his hundred bills were still there.

Inuyasha simply chuckled to himself as he entered his rather large bathroom closing the door behind him and walked into the marble-made shower, setting the water to a freezing temperature. The ice-cold droplets of water fell upon his hardened muscles as soon as he had walked in, closing the already fogged up glass sliding door and as he did, he thought again of that woman. Her beautiful face was almost identical to Kikyou's and her heavenly body was fit, curved and round in all the right places. She was entirely a real breathtaking beauty.

For once in his life he felt whole, complete and not alone. And this seemed weird to him because the last time he felt like this was when his wife was still alive. But what scared him the most was that the fact that he had slept with plenty other women before, but none had ever made him feel the way she had. With her last night, he felt rather different...like if she had intentionally somehow taken a piece of him with her. And he wasn't referring to the missing twenty bucks from his wallet.

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Kagome bit her nails nervously, as a little four year-old would, frighten she might have done something she would one day regret later on. She continued watching out the window of the taxi nervously. What would she do, if Sango asked her where she had been? Worse, what would she do if she would ask her with whom had she left with last night? After all, she had arrived to the club with Sango in a cab and Sango knew clearly well that Kagome had stupidly forgotten her purse at home with all her money inside. What if Sango got mad or started thinking of her as a slut or something? Damn it all to hell, that's the last thing she needed right now. Though what she did need at that moment was a painkiller and a comfy bed where to sleep on all day and never come out of under her covers.

The only reason she was on a taxi now, was because she had taken some money from the wallet inside the pants that belonged to the guy she had slept with. Her only ticket back home was to steal some money or face the aftermath of her actions, which she was never used to doing. So that's precisely what she did, after all, a couple missing bucks from the wallet of any rich men wouldn't make much of a difference anyhow.

What in the world was she thinking in the first place when she agreed to disappear with a complete stranger! She had long ago decided to not give herself to just any men she would come across with and what was the first thing did, she ends up bedding a guy she still had no clue what his name was. Smooth move Kagome, she mentally scowled herself.

She cocked her head back into the backseat of the taxi and remembered the guy she had spent one of the best's nights of her life. He was amazingly a god in bed and was the most handsome guy she had ever gotten the misfortune of meeting. The way he caressed her body was incredible, and how he enjoyed the torture he put her through was just over the top. Not only that, but to top it all off he was a terribly good kisser.

Kagome just signed and carelessly bit her already bruised up bottom lip. Just thinking about him made her whole body in fire and her skin feeling a tingle of excitement and arousal. Sure he wasn't the first guy she had ever had slept with but the way he made her feel last night was almost as if she were some innocent virgin having sex for the first time. It felt as if she were experiencing something totally new with him. Jesus, I obviously haven't obviously had sex in a long time…

Besides not remembering much about the past night except when they had sex, she could never forget his face and beautiful eyes. His eyes, his pale orbs of sweet yellow honey; the most amazing pair of eyes she had ever seen in her life.

When she had looked at them while having sex, it was as if they were trying to tell her something. As if he were lost in an ocean of love just for her, as if she were another person he was really looking at.

“Umm…Excuse me; I think this is my building.” Kagome told the taxi driver, who stopped the taxi right in front of her apartment building. “Thanks for the ride,” She handed the money and told him to keep the rest as a tip for the cabbie and got out of the car slowly walking into the building as he drove off.

As soon as she got off the elevator in the fourth floor, she walked down the hall and turned the doorknob to the left opening the door little by little. Walking in is one thing, but sneaking in is another. Kagome closed the door gently, not making a sound, and looked around the apartment. “Oh thank god, I think she's probably at work.” She said as she sighed with relief walked into the living room, dropping dead down on the couch, she was exhausted and felt kind of sore.

“Who's at work, cause if you mean me, I'm off today and work tomorrow,” Sango walked into the living room with her pajama pants on and a white t-shirt, holding a cup of tea. Her hair was up on its usual ponytail and she had on Kagome's Hello Kiddy slippers.

Kagome jumped in surprise and scooted down the sofa to give Sango some room to sit on. “Oh hey,” a little taken back, Kagome greeted Sango who smiled at her while drinking some tea.

“Well good morning to you too honey.” She said and calmly took a sip of her mug before totally exploding on her missing friend. “Good god, Sakura! I've been worried sick, were have you been! Who did you leave with? Are you all right? You just mysteriously disappeared off and I was worried, after all, you being new and all...” Sango saw the blank look of surprise that Kagome was currently giving her and realized that she had over reacted a little asking numerous questions that couldn't possible be answered all at the same time.

“Well gee mom, I'm so sorry. I thought I was a big girl now, oh but don't worry, I'll make sure to call next time I runaway with a stranger.” She said sarcastically. “Hey! Are those my slippers?!” She asked paranoid and somehow trying hard to change the subject, which was unlikely...

Sango placed the cup of unfinished tea on the coffee table next to her and threw her arms around Kagome. “Don't you change the subject on me! Listen I'm the one who should be sorry, you just arrived and here I am yelling at you. It's just that I was kind of worried, and you didn't even get a chance to meet my friend Inuyasha.”

“Oh about that, so sorry. Perhaps...next time?” Kagome shrugged as she patted Sango on the back, she felt like she was suffocating little by little because Sango was slowly squishing the air out of her lungs the harder she hugged. For a very tall skinny girl she was one heck of a strong one.

“Coming to think of it, Inuyasha vanished last night too. He never returned my calls...that poor idiot must have left it inside his car or forgot to charge his battery again. God how I hate it when he bails out on me.” She thought out loud as she slowly got off of Kagome's arms so Kagome could finally take a deep breath and exhale.

“Umm yeah, maybe,” all Kagome wanted to do at the moment was to take a long hot bath. She wasn't in a mood of meeting new people in a very long time.

Sango stared at Kagome's neck and cocked a brow; there was an unexpected silence by Sango and this kind of freaked Kagome out. “You know, that's a pretty big hickey you have there,” Sango said as he reached to touch it with a hand as if it were a creature from another planet.

“A hickey, you-you say?” She stuttered as she also touched the skin on her neck and blushed furiously into a scarlet color.

“Yeah, quite interesting actually,” Sango said and sat back on the couch keeping her hands to herself. “You, my friend, have some explaining to do…” She said almost singing her last couple of words, curious and hoping Kagome would spare her details.

“Let's just say...I kind of spent the night with…umm…this guy.” Kagome just couldn't put her words together and not sound retarded.

“Oh my god...care to share details?”

“I was stupidly drunk out of my freakin' mind and I didn't know what I was doing. I—”

“Ah huh! I knew it…" Sango said.

Kagome stopped talking to think of what Sango had just asked. She scratched her head in search for an answer. Who exactly did she sleep with? Of my lord, she gashed and placed her hands over her mouth. It could have been anybody. The horrified look on Kagome's face was a very scary one to look at and could bring anyone to jump to conclusions.

“You don't even know his name do you!?” Sango questioned Kagome as she fidgeted on the couch, very…well shocked to say the least.

Nervously laughing, Kagome shook her head. “Listen Sango, I'm really tired so I'm just going to go to my room and call it a night.” She knew she sure have had one unforgettable night and had experienced enough of that.

“Alright, but just so you know, my friend is currently hiring and I was thinking of helping you apply there. We'll work together, what do you think?” Sango suggested before Kagome could impatiently escape her clutches.

“I think it's a great idea.” Kagome nodded and actually managed to smiled, knowing it wasn't a bad idea whatsoever. Finally, Kagome stood up and walked towards her bedroom not completely feeling off the hook. And Sango bid her goodnight as so did Kagome; she just waved at her while she picked up her mug and control and turned on the TV to distract herself…When Kagome was ready to talk, she would be there to listen and possibly help.

As soon as Kagome entered her bedroom and closed the door behind her, she took a deep breath as she just stood there with her back to the door. Sliding down to crouch, with her knees bent and body hunched over…she crieddesperately.

She just couldn't help it, the tears kept flowing one after the other as they broke free one by one all the way down her chin; they just kept coming and coming. Kagome placed her hands on her face and sobbed silently making sure she wouldn't capture Sango's attention when moaning in pain and misery. Kagome cried because she still somehow loved her ex and felt like she had just betrayed him. When it had been completely vice versa; he had been the one to manage to do that on his own a long time ago while shattering her heart in a million of tiny pieces in the process. She couldn't tear the image of herself at that altar, stupidly looking into his deceiving eyes, all dressed in white, willingly handing over to him her whole heart to watch him practically tear it apart.

She continued whimpering on the floor sniffing and wiping away her tears. Kagome stood up, walking over to her dresser where she happened to find a box of cigarettes. Her breathing was heavy for she couldn't control the over whelming emotions that attacked her all at once. Her hands shakily opened the new box and pulled out one single cigarette and a lighter, lightening it up as she placed it between her slightly parted lips as she simultaneously walked on over to the bed, standing beside it. After having placed the lighter and the box on a near by nightstand she collapsed on the floor, her cigarette still in contact with her fingers.

Trembling still, she inhaled deeply and exhaled, smoke escaping her lips as she took the cigarette from her lips and between her fingers to breathe easily, soothing her aching nerves. This time, Kagome motionlessly gazed at the door, hearing Sango's footsteps as she walked on over to her own bedroom. She was now in a doll-like state, she didn't move from where she lied on the carpet floor. Her eyes now red and her cheeks tainted with the mascara that had mixed with her tears leaving behind a moistly trail of endless pain.

So many thoughts all at once ran through her mind, no words escaped her lips, and her ocean blue eyes hard to describe. While she had been having intercourse with that man from the club, when he embraced her passionately, when he kissed her so tenderly that she could almost break from sanity, she couldn't help by compare and her mind was confused at times when that man with the golden orbs seamed with her as perfect or flawless as to be beyond criticism.

At some points she had drifted away like if she was actually really being kissed and held by the man who broke everyone of her dreams letting herself go. Like as if takingone last chance of giving every ounce of herself to him just one last time, in other words giving every part of herself that she wasn't able to give away one more time.

The more she was away from the man that still held her heart in his hands; the more she wanted to be with him. After all he had done to her, after every lie he had told her and after all the sorrow that she had suffered as a result from his actions, she still loved him like she did when togetherthey were the ones making love.

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN INUYASHA AND CO. I REPEAT...THEY DO NOT BELONG TO ME WHATSOEVER, ONLY TO THE VERY TALENTED MISS RUMIKO TAKAHASHI.