InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ JOURNEY ❯ Chapter 4 ( Chapter 4 )

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Chapter 4

 

Monday morning Kagome woke up in a cold sweat, sitting straight up in bed. She looked around the room for something to distract her from her disturbing dreams. She found nothing. The clock on the wall read twelve forty-five a.m., and Kagome could not go back to sleep.

 

Kagome got up and put on a pair of ragged-out blue jeans, a gray tube-top and her new boots. She left a note for Sango and then walked out into the night. She walked down to Main Street where most of bars and nightclubs were. There were groups of teenaged kids drag racing up and down the streets. There were still lots of people hanging around. Kagome spotted a group of people around her age and she made her way to them. One of the girls handed Kagome a joint. Kagome took a hit or two from it to calm her nerves before she headed up the street. Finally, a tattoo shop caught her eye.

 

She walked across the street and went inside. The tattoo artist was a pretty big looking, hairy biker who was missing most of his teeth. He was looking at her like she was a piece of meat. Kagome ignored him and began looking at the pictures on the walls. Finally she decided what she wanted. She sat down in the chair and had the man tattoo two beautiful, gray feathers dangling from a colorfully beaded disc with the kanji for her name in the center of it, on the back of her left shoulder. It took about an hour and thirty minutes for him to finish, and it did not hurt very much. When she was finished, she turned to pay the man. She heard the door open, but she did not turn around. Suddenly, someone placed a large greasy hand on her arm.

 

“Ain't it funny how we keep running into each other,” came a gravely voice from behind her. She turned around and found herself face to face with the almost crimson eyes of the filthy biker from the café. Alarm shot through her, but she wasn't sure why. All she knew was that she had to get away from him, right then. Kagome jerked her shoulder away from him and paid the artist. The filthy biker blew her a kiss, which only frightened her even more. Kagome ran out the front door and slammed into the silver-haired biker from her dream. They both fell to the ground. Kagome scrambled to her feet when she realized whom she had just knocked over. “Gomen,” she apologized franticly as she turned and not knowing what else to say, went the other way as fast as she could.

 

As the bars and clubs started closing, people became more and more frequent on the streets. She spotted the three men from the reservation who had cause the fight at the café, for which she was sure she would lose her job. They were coming out of a liquor store with several cases of beer and whiskey. She made it a point to stay clear of them and decided to head back to the motel. She walked on until she reached her room and crawled back into bed, but she couldn't go back to sleep.

 

Back down town, the bikers left the tattoo shop and went back to the Dunes Motel. They had a party to start. They called some of their friends, who arrived with adequate noise and some liquor. It did not take long for it to get rather loud. The managers left at ten o'clock, so they didn't care what went on. There were only two other rooms being rented out at the time because they were in what was considered a bad part of town.

 

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At around four-thirty, the noise got a little too loud for Kagome to tolerate. So, she got up and dialed the phone. She called room 110, where the party was going on.

 

“Hello,” came a voice from the other end of the line.

 

Kagome picked up the phone and walked out on the balcony. “This is room 220, across the pool. There are people over here that are trying to sleep. Could you please turn it down a little?”

 

“I'm sorry,” he replied. “Hang on. I'll tell them to keep it down.” He yelled at the others to quiet down. “Hey you have a pretty voice.”

 

“Thank you,” Kagome blushed as she paced outside the front door. She was looking across the pool at the party when she was someone walk outside carrying the phone. A cloud moved to reveal the full moon. The glow of the moon reflected off the surface of the pool like a spotlight. Kagome recognized him as the same biker who she had knocked over at the tattoo shop. Kagome ducked back inside hoping that he had not seen her and hung up the phone.

 

“Sesshomaru,” Kouga, the tall brunette with blue eyes, asked him as he walked back inside, “why didn't you ask her over?”

 

“She didn't look like she wanted to,” he replied. “She looked like she wanted to disappear. `Sides, she's too nice. She wouldn't have anything to do with our type. I ain't nothing but biker trash to her. It's kind of obvious by the way she acts.

 

“Oh give it up you two,” Inu told them as the party began to disperse. “Let's get some sleep.”

 

“Yeah, shut up you two,” Naraku chimed in.

 

“Can it, Naraku,” everyone said at once.

 

“Alright, alright,” Naraku said as her flopped onto one of the beds. Sesshomaru went next door with Kouga and Miroku. Kouga and Sesshomaru got the beds, but Sesshomaru didn't get much sleep. Every little noise outside woke him up, and every time he closed his eyes, he saw a glittering pair of green eyes filled with rage and fear. Her light copper skin was as tantalizing to him as diamonds to a miner. In his dreams he saw a vast wilderness surrounded by mountains. An eagle screeched overhead. A wolf howled in the distance, searching for its mate. She sat alone. She was lost and exhausted, but determined to survive...

 

Sesshomaru woke up short of breath. He could not go back to sleep. “Maybe,” he thought, “once I leave Flagstaff, I can get my mind off of her.” Usually, he minded his own business, but when he had seen how spirited she was, even when she was fighting a losing battle against those idiots, he just had to interfere. But something had changed when their eyes met. He had never looked so deeply. It was as if he had seen into her soul, as if the very essence of her being had called out to him and been revealed when he looked into her eyes. He wondered if she had been affected the same way. But he told himself that she was too good for him and besides that he was leaving for Sturgis in a couple of days, so he would probably never see her again.

 

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Six o'clock came way too early for Sango and Kagome, who had not slept much at all. They dragged out of bed and headed for the café. It was a crisp morning for August 1st. The girls opened up and set the tables for breakfast. Then they cooked the cinnamon rolls. The breakfast crowd was almost non-existent, so much that the girls considered that they might have made too many rolls. By nine o'clock there was no business at all. Rose came in around ten thirty and went straight to her office upstairs. She was up there for half an hour before she came down with a bank bag.

 

“Come over here, girls,” she motioned for them to sit down.

 

Kagome and Sango cautiously sat at the table, fearing that they were about to be fired for the damage caused during the fight. But instead of yelling at them, Rose slid the bag across the table to them.

 

“Here,” she said. “Don't look inside. Just take the money and get yourselves on up to South Dakota, or wherever it was that you were planning to go.”

 

“Rose,” Kagome started, “we can't….”

 

“I don't want to hear it. I am closing the café. I can't do it anymore. I know that you two did the best that you could do for me, but I'm too old to do this anymore. You two are like my own children and I want you to remember that. Now shut up and take the money. Now go on,” Rose said as she shooed them out the door.

 

Kagome and Sango looked at each other as Rose turned off the neon sign in the window. They watched the tears form in her eyes as she walked back to the kitchen. They decided to go back in and help her, but she would have none of it. She boxed up the food that was ready; scrambled eggs, bacon, biscuits, and cinnamon rolls, and gave them to the girls. Then she scooted them, out the back door. Knowing that Rose would not accept their help, the girls headed back to the motel.

 

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They packed up their belongings. Sango laid down to take a nap, while Kagome went down to the office to return their keys. She told the clerk that they were headed for South Dakota. They decided to wait until they got there to count the money, but Kagome was curious as to just how much money Rose had given them.

 

On the way back to the room, Kagome stopped at the soda machine next to the laundry. She pulled two dimes and two nickels from her pocket. She bought Sango a Coke. As she went to put the last nickel in for her drink, it slipped from her fingers and went rolling towards the pool. Kagome scrambled to retrieve it, but she was not quick enough. The nickel plopped into the pool.

 

“Don't you hate it when that happens?”

 

Kagome spun around to find the silver-haired biker leaning against the coke machine. She concentrated on fishing another nickel from her pocket, but the biker put one in the machine for her. He handed her a Dr. Pepper, for which she promptly thanked him. “Thank you,” she said. “But you didn't have to. I have another nickel.”

 

“I know,” he replied, “but I wanted to. I saw that you and your friend were packing?”

 

“Yeah, we're fixing to leave. We are going up to South Dakota to visit one of the reservations there. I haven't been there since I was little.” Kagome turned to leave, but before she did, she turned and smiled at him. “It was nice meeting you.” Then she turned and left without looking back.

 

Her heart was racing a hundred miles an hour as she walked back to her room. “He is good-looking,” Kagome thought to herself. Then she smiled as she felt her cheeks grow hot. She had never really been attracted to a guy before, so the warm feeling that spread through her made her uneasy. Kagome ducked into her room and quickly shut the door behind her.

 

“What?” Sango asked as she sat up.

 

“Nothing,” Kagome lied.

 

Sango walked over to the window and looked out to see the silver-haired biker walking away from the coke machine. “I get it. You like him. Don't you?”

 

“No!” Kagome said quickly. “Of course not. Why would you say that?”

 

“It's kind of obvious. Deny it if you want, but I know the truth. Look, we need to get moving. There is still plenty of daylight left for us to travel in. We're going to need all of our money once we get there, so let's start walking.”

 

 

TBC...

 

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