InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ If You Are Not The One ❯ Been Far Away For Far Too Long ( Chapter 13 )

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IF YOU ARE NOT THE ONE

Chapter Thirteen: Been Far Away For Far Too Long

The doors to his office opened automatically as he walked out hoping to come across a certain someone. “I'm about to fire all these unprofessional dimwits…especially one. Where the fuck could she always disappear to at this time is beyond me.” He grumbled to himself looking down at his wristwatch. Only forty more years before Sesshomaru allows me to retire with a guilty-free conscience damn it. He chanted repeatedly in his mind.

It was precisely three o'clock, and her break was exactly an hour and a half ago. There was no one outside his office in the waiting room; it was utterly deserted except two empty office desks. One belonging to his secretary's replacement who failed to show up for work due to some family crisis or so did she cry over the phone. The other desk of course, belonged to his receptionist who was supposed to report to his office about half an hour ago. And after much waiting and thinking over firing her endearing little ass to the streets, he had decided to come get the stubborn bitch himself.Now where the hell could she be?

As he just stood there thinking, his thoughts were disturbed by some unexpected…singing? He could hear it faintly in his eardrums, the melody soft in his ears. “Who the fuck is singing?” He asked himself out loud, disturbed by something he had never once before had to encounter with at work. Thinking this was another stupid joke from Miroku or Sango, he growled, thinking of things he'd wish to do to them that involved firing them all to the pits of hell. Wait a goddamn minute, those two can't sing for shit even if their pitiful lives depended on it. Thinking that maybe they had hired that freaking street performer who worked down the block and scared the daylights out of him, he was convinced someone was trying to destroy him by making him think too hard.Only forty goddamn years to go, I can do this...

The only person he knew that sung extremely dreadful on purpose and got on his aching nerves every damn time was Shippo, but the singing now was most definitely not Shippo's. But whoever it was that was singing now at this moment wasalso getting on his nerves, but what wasreally getting on his nerves above all else was the fact that this person was singing rather well to say the least. He didn't exactly know where it was coming from, but all he knew was that it must be coming from the hallway across from his waiting room. Therefore, the singing was obviously coming from two particular places, his conference room or to his filing office where there was a large copy machine and other important electric appliances.Forty freaking years, I can't do this...His right eye was twitching now, but he nevertheless listened to the soft singing, evoking into proper order his many orbiting thoughts.

After standing there like a dumb fuck just listening to the voice he was astonishingly so drawn to, he was determined to follow it and see what he would come across. “This time, this place. Misused, mistakes. Too long too late. Who was I to make you wait? Just one chance. Just one breath. Just in case there's just one left…” Inuyasha made his way towards the hallway walking to the conference room, which happened to be the first door he came across, the singing was getting closer.

Once he saw it was empty, he continued, searching for the creature with the alluring siren song. Last but not least he figured it obviously came from the filling office. Inuyasha grabbed the door knob without bothering to acknowledge his presence to whomever it was that was in there. Being the very astute person that he was, he opened a crack through the door to peak his head in and find out once and for all who it was that was singing. When he had finally opened the door to a point where he could clearly visualize who was truly in there, he saw none other than his attractively eye-catching receptionist.

Kagome, who had earphones on and had an iPod in her black designers business jacket's pocket, was sitting on top of the large copy machine, reading what it looked like some files while simultaneously singing and occasionally humming softly. Inuyasha also noticed how her black tight mini skirt had risen up even higher showing much cleavage. It was obvious she had gotten comfortable in the cramped office and had taken off her black strapless heals, her petite and little toes hanging in the air from where she sat on the tall copy machine. He listened carefully to her singing and noticed she kept constantly sniffing, tears threatening to spill from Kagome's eyes. “That I love you, I loved you all along and I miss you. Been far away for far too long.”

The image he saw was somehow heartbreaking; she looked very convincingly miserable about something or rather someone and therefore making him want to comfort her. He didn't know why but he felt like holding a strange woman who had just barged into his life to make his everyday routine more annoying to bear with each dreadful day. He watched sympathetically and yet somewhat entertained as she wiped her eyes with her hand and jumped from the machine to step on top of a stool in order to place back the folder that contained the papers she was looking at. But it was too high for her to reach and so she stepped on her toes and reached up, stretching all the way causing her shirt to ride up and reveal her flat stomach. He gazed at her muscle tone realizing she must work out in order to have slight abs and such a gorgeous body.

Inuyasha bit his bottom lip in an effort to control his breathing and rapid heartbeat before his desire for her became more visible than he was ready to show. But it was too late, and there was a slight lump in his pants; he was getting hard by just staring at her and recollecting on their one nightstand a while back. Maybe watching her like he was hadn't been such a good idea, but he was a man damn it. Sometimes he just had to look and besides, she had just freely gone and reached up not bothering if anyone walking in on her. Deciding it was time he revealed himself; he fully opened the door and walked in soundlessly closing the door behind him.

Kagome, who had still been busy reaching to place the folder where it belonged, had not noticed her boss who had walked in and was currently leaning by the doorframe casually. Thinking she must have had her music to all volume, he went over to her and tapped on her shoulder to catch her attention. Kagome was brought back to reality from her contemporary daze, making a high pitch squeak and jumping at the sudden body contact, throwing the folder in the air. She fell over on top of Inuyasha, who stumbled over on the floor bringing Kagome down with him, his arms wrapped around her torso.

As soon as Inuyasha had made contact with the hard cold surface, he pumped his head hard on the floor. The sheets of papers were flying in mid air in slow motion falling down to the ground, where Kagome had landed on top of him and was now staring down at him with wide eyes. Still on top of him, it took seconds for her to recap what had just happened, so she hurried on taking off her headphones and getting up as fast as she possibly could. Of course, soon after also realizing she had all her weight on top of him and she was squishing the air out of his poor lungs.

Her body, like before, reacting on its own harmony, quickly kneeled on the floor. “Oh dear Kami, Inuyasha are you okay!” She hollered frantic she might have permanently damaged his brain.

“Fuck! My head hurts like hell…” Whined Inuyasha, who moaned while trying to massage the back of his head in a circling motion.

“Here put your head on my lap.” She told him as she watched him trying to lift his head in order to get up, but the pain was too overwhelming, so he fell backwards not too hard to not hurt himself again. Not wanting to, but seeing he had no other choice, he did as he was told and tried again to lift himself carefully so he could move over to where she sat next to him on the floor offering some help. Without instead bothering to run to her desk and get professional help.

“Are you okay?” She asked concerned a second time, but he only gave her a look as she stared down at him.

Inuyasha rolled his eyes and moaned. “Sakura, I just pumped my head on the damn floor how the fuck do you possibly think I'm okay?” Kagome knew it was a stupid question and felt fortunate for having such patience with the guy. She gazed at him and realized that although he was experiencing major pain, he appeared somewhat calm the more he inhaled and exhaled quickly.

He sighed and caught her stare, wondering what it was that was currently going through her mind. Again, like every time he was around her, he breathed in a huge intake of air. Her sent was soothing his every throbbing pain. Not sure why, he was going back in forth in his mind thinking of why he was so drawn to her. He just couldn't put his finger on what drew him in without him deliberately knowing it, like as if his body responded to her every long concentrated look, often full of curiosity or hostility.

Kikyou…He thought but soon became aware of something that was beyond the similarity to his wife.

“You don't have to be so damn rude, I was just asking. After all, you did hit pretty hard.” That was it. She had a fire of passion in her, whenever he would insult her, she would respond back with such energy, spirit and intensity of feeling. She couldn't stand anyone saying shit to her; which caused her to fight back with vigorous ardor. She just wouldn't take it from no one.

He managed to smirk, teasing her energetic yet zesty personality. “I'm alive aren't I?”

“I guess so…too bad you still can't you go five minutes without starting an argument with me.”

“I don't start them, I finish them. You're the one who constantly insults me for no real reason. And I hardly even know you."

“Jerk.”

“Wench.”

He could almost laugh at her quick way of responding to his every comeback. “So why'd you reacted so anxious for my well-being?” it was true, he hadn't expected her to react upon the way she did, as if she cared the slightest bit about his safety.

“I-I don't know, I was just worried that's all.” She confessed and he tensely stiffened when he felt her familiar soft gentle fingers running through his thick mane, brushing some strands of hair away from his face. Kagome sighed; only god knows if Sango would have forgiving her for leaving her best friend more retarded than before.

His handsome face was now peaceful and he just lay on the floor with his head on her lab without bothering to try standing up. For a moment or two, she felt as if he was enjoying the moment as much as she was. Their closeness was not one bit awkward akin to their few previous encounters. “Your hair's so soft.” She carelessly told him and he tensed for a moment without moving his body at all. His eyes glued to her as he looked up and she looked down at him. H-he's married…Sango didn't mention he had a wife. She thought as she gazed at his finger and its golden ring. He noticed the way she stared concentrating on his wedding ring. He wasn't sure if she knew or not but then again, guessed she didn't from the unforeseen look on her face.

His mind was running out of ideas to fight the now out-of-your-depth silence they appeared in. “You stink.” His tongue-tied words didn't come out as he would have intentionally preferred them to. Still not sure if he was supposed to answer back, Inuyasha knew he lied and helplessly watched her reaction. She, on the other hand, angrily let go of his hair keeping her hands to herself. They just heatedly glared at one another and he realized this would have never happened if he would have not fallowed her voice.Her voice…he though. Kagome at first had been a little taken back since had not expected an insult after she had just sweetly commented his long well-cared stresses, her cold stare still cast upon him and her hands forming into fists.

All of a sudden, it instantly hit her hard; like a bucket filled with icy cold water, drenching her from head to toe. “Were you spying on me?” She questioned him, putting him on the spotlight.

Her question was absolutely unexpected by him. He wasn't spying on her; he didn't spy on any one. “What are you talking about?” He had just been casually walking by. Damn how he sucked at lying. So what if he had only been curious of the singing coming from the filing office. After all, it wasn't like some common situation he had to deal with every day at work.

“You heard me…” Kagome not once, had expected for her boss to come looking for her. She had just thought she would store some files away before heading to his office, consequently having lost track of time as she listened to her nano iPod.

He tried too hard to ignore the fact that he had been spying on her, therefore, proving she had a way of mindlessly withdrawing him towards her. “Don't flutter yourself wench, I was just passing by and you happened to be here.” She eyed him curiously, his reaction of macho man not surprising her, the slightest bit.

“No, youwere spying on me.” She argued back, knowing she was right.

He frowned. “No I wasn't, I don't spy on anyone.”

“Liar.”

“Stubborn bitch.”

“Asshole.”

“Slut.”

“Jerk.”

“Whore.”

“Arrogant baka.”

“Why were you singing?”

“Wh-what?” She was caught off guard. What the hell did he care if she sung or not, realizing, he in reality had spied on her and even heard her singing.

“I said, why were you singing like that?” She still didn't understand what he was talking about.

Inuyasha knew there just had to be a reason for her heartrending singing. “Like what?” She asked him looking elsewhere and not directly at him, wishing she could disappear and not have to deal with him and his snooping and meddlesome self.

He simply asked what he saw. “Like if you were about to cry.”

If it wasn't because he had pumped his head on the floor and it had been partly her fault, she might have just left him there to miserably rot all by himself minutes ago. Or at least, she was wishing now that she would have left him to be. “I'm sorry Mr. Takahashi but I don't believe it's any of your business.” Her answer strict and right to the point. She had no intentions of letting him in on her private life and continues suffering.

“Well fine bitch, don't tell me if you don't fucking want to. It's not like I care.” There it was again, his self-observant behavior and ridicule way of showing his feelings, how she hated it so fucking much. He always had an intensity of showing his spoiled rich kid self, one of the many faces of Mr. Takahashi.

She tried to ask the obvious and switch his words around. “Then why did you ask in the first place if you didn't really care Mr. Takahashi?” She inquired and crossed her hands over her chest before she let a weary breath of exhaustion. Being equally tired of the uneasy situation, he tried his best to get up and was successful in sitting down on the cold hard surface in the middle of the cramped office, across from her. Even thought she no longer seemed interested on talking to him, he continued to stare her down as she gazed at the many shelves and countless files and not at him.

He hated it when she did not address him by his first name, and when she chose to ignore him when he was right in front of her face. Inuyasha felt like if people addressed him as his brother whenever they called him by his surname, or like if they were comparing both brothers, something he despised since little. He knew she did so to get on his nerves and oh was she triumphant, she always knew exactly how to get on his bad side. “I already told you to call me Inuyasha wench.”

“Well not until you call me by my proper name, and that does not include wench or bitch.” She angrily informed him. Equally ticked off by the irritating pet names he had baptized her with from day one.

“You still haven't answered my question Sakura.” He asked.

“I already said it's not something you should worry about. Besides, why would you ask me in the first place?” Kagome looked over at him pissed off ready to walk out on him so she reached for her high heals and placed them on without having to move the other half of her body.

“I just wanted to know the reason that made you want to sing so fucking horribly.” As soon as he had said those words to her, she stopped what she was doing and glared in a way that would penetrate holes through him if she could.

No one had ever dared to say such impertinent and very offensive words to her before, “are you insulting the way I sing?”

“Maybe.”

“Excuse me?”

“I said yeah bitch, are you fucking deaf?” He once again rudely commented and she had had enough. The words had involuntarily slipped from his mouth and he was now unable to take them back. If there was something Takahashi Inuyasha knew nothing about, it was how to apologize to another human being except maybe Shippo.

Kagome stood up once and for all, the look of hurt implanted on her flawless face. “I'm not going to stand this nonsense.” And walked away, swinging her perfect heart-shaped hips from side to side, not bothering to close behind her as she ran out. Salty tears staining her flushed cheeks. Meanwhile he was just left sitting on the ground speechless and unable to go after her, but helplessly staring at the door's direction. Once again he had proven to be a real jackass to another one of his employees. Inuyasha wasn't sure how, but he knew he had to make it up to her, he hated seeing women cry above all else. And for some idiotic reason, and although Kagome did not know it, it broke his heart to see hers torn in a half all because of him.

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.

A/N: I'm so glad I've finally updated many chapters at once, now that's awesome ladies and gents. Let me know what you think…

—IYlover4ever.