InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Just a Note to Say..... ❯ Query To Reply ( Chapter 14 )

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Just A Note To Say

Query To Reply

Chapter 14

The sky was still dark, the sun wasn't up yet. It was beginning to wake as the moon began to fade.

4:39am the clock beside her bed said.

She couldn't sleep anymore, she just wasn't tired. She had tossed and turned, and rolled and switched, and even fell a couple of times, but she couldn't return to the centre of her cranium, where dreams were made.

Kagome through back the rumpled sheets and sat up. She was still in her clothes.

She got up and opened the door, the room was dark, but it didn't look like her room.

`Of course,' she remembered, `this is Inuyasha's room.'

She closed the door to the bedroom and walked over to the balcony. She opened the blinds and placed a hand over the cold glass, feeling a tingle of the cold run through her fingers. It was still dark; the moon was still out, but dismally.

She sighed and opened the door as quietly as she could. It was Monday; she would go to class today, but she didn't want too.

Kagome stepped outside and sat down in what seemed to be Inuyasha's lawn chair. She crossed her feet at the ankles and rested her head back and let the cool breeze cross her features.

She placed a hand on her stomach, and remembered her cut, remembered what happened to her, when she was attacked.

She lifted up her shirt so it lay above her stomach, and she gasped in awe when she saw nothing. She only saw the pale cream complexion of her skin. She touched her stomach and felt no pain.

"How?" she whispered, the wind stealing her words and throwing them over the balcony, into the still, dark world.

Kagome sighed and let her shirt fall, and she shut her eyes and tried to relax. She kept thinking about Inuyasha.

How he played his music, how he sang, how he looked, how he smelled, how he acted, how she loved him…yes, she did love him. Not that she was going to tell him, even though she wanted to.

Kagome brought her legs up to her chest and curled up. She only heard the sounds of the wind, and of her breathing, in and out.

She was comfortable, and she felt safe. Knowing that Inuyasha was just a beckon away. And knowing this, she fell back to sleep.

~*~

Her smell was still there. It was still in his room, on his bed. She was just in the room next to his. She was so close. Yet so distant.

He stared up at his ceiling and held his breath for a couple of seconds, he wanted to hear her breath, hear her sleep.

But he heard nothing. Not a move she made, or a breath she took.

He got up suddenly and opened the adjoining door. The bed was empty. Fear gathered and grouped in his chest.

"Kagome."

Inuyasha opened his door and stepped into the main room. The blind was open, someone was in his chair.

He stepped over to the window and opened it. He peered over the brim of the chair, and saw Kagome, fast asleep.

He sighed a sigh of relief and ran a hand through his hair. A breeze blew and he blew out a heavy breath. He wore nothing but his boxers, his upper torso exposed.

Kagome gave a soft grunt and rustled in her sleep.

Inuyasha smiled. His love, his Kagome, was sound asleep in his chair. He remembered what happened the night before, and he blushed. He had never sung to someone before. But Kagome liked, it. No, Kagome loved it.

He walked back inside and took the comforter off his bed. He draped it over Kagome and she groaned again. Her face was highlighted with beauty, and he felt spoiled and lucky to look upon it.

She groaned a third time and he left. He went inside.

He put on a cup of coffee and got dressed. He gathered up his school supplies and put them in his black leather bag.

He grabbed his guitar and bag and put them by the front door. He grabbed his keys and stepped out into the hallway, locking the door behind him.

He walked down the hallway and stopped outside Kagome's room. Silver duct tape was over the door, and Inuyasha sliced it using his claws, barely even trying.

He opened the door and stepped inside, it was a mess. Rubble and concrete lay everywhere. He ran his hand through his hair and saw Kagome's bag on the sullied couch. He picked it up and looked inside; it had all of Kagome's books in it, good.

He draped it over his shoulder and opened the door to her room. And his nostrils were instantly drowned in the scent that was Kagome. There were posters on the walls of groups that she liked, such as Sarah McLachlan and Vanessa Carlton.

`Piano players, figured,' he thought.

He opened up her closet and took out a denim skirt laced with suede and a beige long sleeved, polyester shirt that read "La Vie de Rose". He swathed them over his arm.

`She'll need her…under stuff too,' he thought with a blush. He kinda knew that when gathering her clothes he was going to have to get her, her underwear, bra and socks. But it wasn't the socks he was embarrassed about.

He opened the drawer and neat piles lay Kagome's underclothing. He grabbed the socks first, a pair of white ankle socks. And then he grabbed a pair of pink lacey panties and a matching pink lacey bra. He gulped, slammed the dresser drawer shut and hid the lingerie under her skirt and top.

Inuyasha left her room and headed back to his. Unlocking the door and stepping in, he smelt the coffee, it was just about ready.

His watch read 5:57am.

He opened the door to her "new" room and placed her bag and clothing on the bed neatly. He then shut her door and left his dorm once again.

~*~

She stood outside. Waiting, watching. He was late. He would pay. He was only Naraku's little doll. His puppet. Him being the puppeteer.

A gust of wind from behind her made her turn. There he stood, in all his arrogance and pride.

"What do you want? I have things to do," he chided.

"Be silent," she snapped. "You have no power to make demands. And you are late."

"I was busy."

"Indeed. Naraku has business."

"I know, he called me."

"Does anyone know?"

"Not that I know of. Unless you told one of your friends," he ridiculed.

"Shut your mouth!"

"It's shut babe."

Kikyo's eyes glinted anger and scorn as she glared upon him. Upon his arrogant smile.

"Well? Is there anything else you want? `Cause I really want more things to do," he said sarcastically.

"You better shut your mouth!" she seethed dangerously as a pink aura appeared around her.

"Now, now. No need to get angry. I'll just get going. I'll see you later."

With that he was gone. By tornado, he disappeared in the same manor he appeared.

"Naraku," she said under her breath as she walked away, "how do you find these henchmen? Such creatures of arrogance."

"Well, I don't plan on keeping them."

Kikyo turned and saw Naraku stand behind her, in the cover of the fur of a baboon.

"You don't plan on keeping them?"

"No," he guffawed. "Once they have served their purpose they will die, all of them."

With that he vanished and there was nothing left of him but his lingering aura that was departing with the wind.

"All will die," said she.

"Including me."

And then, she was gone.