InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Just The Way You Are ❯ Poetry and Plots ( Chapter 6 )
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By: xbitternessx 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 09.12.2005 | Pages: 4 | Words: 2.6K | Visits: 1.5K | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 09.12.2005 | Pages: 4 | Words: 2.6K | Visits: 1.5K | Status: Completed
“Mama!” Kagome raced down the stairs to find her mother preparing dinner in the kitchen.
“Kagome, what was that racket?”
“Um, nothing,” she lied. She could still hear Inuyasha grumbling upstairs. “Mama, Seiji asked me to a dance at his school. Can I go?”
“When is it?”
“Not until next Friday.”
Mrs. Higurashi really didn’t like Kagome seeing Seiji, but her daughter had never been to a dance before. “I suppose. You’ll need a dress, though.”
“I have dresses, Mama,” she replied, but Mrs. Higurashi didn’t miss the sparkle in her eyes.
“Well, you are grounded, but I don’t see the harm in you leaving just for a dress.”
“Really?”
“Of course. Just make sure Inuyasha goes to keep an eye on you.”
Kagome’s jaw dropped. “Mama, I can’t take him out! He’ll use Tetsusaiga on a car, or something! And his clothes? Everyone’s going to stare at him!”
“Kagome, it’ll be fine. There’s some of your father’s old clothes in my closet. They might be a little snug in places, but they’ll do.”
Kagome was stunned. She’d forgotten all about her father’s things. “Are you sure?”
Mrs. Higurashi smiled softly. “They’re only clothes, Kagome. They’re getting no use in that dusty old trunk.”
“Well, alright.”
“Just make sure you two are back in time for dinner.”
“Kay.” Kagome went up to her mother’s room, dragging a rather large teak trunk from her mother’s closet. Opening it revealed the remnants of her father’s life; mostly clothes, but a variety of odds and ends. Wristwatches, a comb, old coins… She carefully went through, laying things aside until she found a white dress shirt that would probably fit Inuyasha. There were also a pair of gray slacks. She knew she could forget the shoes; one look at them and she knew they wouldn’t fit him. She just hoped no one would notice his bare feet. She put the trunk back before going to her room, tossing the clothes upon her bed.
“What are those?” Inuyasha asked.
“Clothes. I need you to wear them.”
“What? Why?”
“Because I need to go to the mall, and my mom said you have to go with me.”
“What? What’s a mall? I don’t wanna put this stuff on!”
“Inuyasha…” The pitiful whine Kagome emitted made him want to growl.
“Fine,” he replied.
“Thank you!” Inuyasha didn’t respond, removing his haori and throwing it on the floor. It was only when he stood that she realized he was undressing. She quickly turned around, embarrassed, and ignored the amused snicker she heard from the hanyou. She listened as he cursed for what seemed like forever. “Are you done yet?” she asked.
“How does this work?”
Cautiously, Kagome turned around, and her breath caught in her throat. Inuyasha had gotten the pants on fine, and had even buttoned them, but the shirt was hanging from one arm. She knew she’d seen Inuyasha shirtless more times than she could count, but somehow this was… different.
Smiling at the lost expression on his face, Kagome went over and helped him get the shirt around his shoulders, and started buttoning it. “You look nice,” she admitted, unable to look him in the eye.
“It’s too tight,” he complained.
She jerked the bottom of the hem when she was finished. “It’s fine.”
*
They managed to get to the mall without an incident, though she’d had to restrain Inuyasha several times, especially from attacking a motorcycle. Going inside the mall, however, proved to be another problem. “Ugh, this place reeks!” he cried, throwing an arm over his nose.
“I’ll try not to take too long,” Kagome promised as she began to drag him past the store windows. Inuyasha looked all around him, trying to take everything in at once. Who had any need for so much stuff? He didn’t know what half of it was!
Finally, Kagome stopped, taking him into one of the big rooms, and his mouth fell open. It was like a forest, full of clothes! She was going to take weeks in here!
Kagome eyed Inuyasha nervously as she began sorting through the racks. He looked like he was going to take off running at any second. She couldn’t really blame him, considering the blaring music and crowds of gossiping girls that milled around. After quite awhile, though, she realized she was going to have to go to another store. She just couldn’t find anything she liked.
“Oh, Aiko, you look gorgeous!”
“You have to get that one!”
Kagome’s head shot up, her eyes darting towards the dressing room, where the voices were coming from. As she took in the scene, her face took on a strangely blank look. “Aiko,” she whispered.
The girl was stunning, but the look on her face held venom as she smiled softly at her crowd of admirers. Kagome studied her carefully. Her large brown eyes, her strict ponytail, the beautiful jewels in her dangling earrings… the green silk dress, which made her burgundy lips all the more striking. It was like a bad dream, where someone had replaced her. But she had it backwards, didn’t she? This girl was slender, tall, and graceful as she turned to let the onlookers better see her new acquisition.
Kagome would almost bet that Aiko’s favorite color was green, because it suited her, and that she liked American films, and listened to stupid, whiny foreign music with no beat. She could bet that Aiko always acted sophisticated, and never betrayed any emotion. She knew that Aiko’s spurned missed her very badly, so badly that he was willing to try to recreate her.
Turning away, Kagome felt the tears burning in her eyes. “Stupid,” she whispered, so upset that she ran right past Inuyasha, thinking only of escaping her own humiliation. He caught the scent of her tears, looking up just in time to see her leave the store. What had happened?
He didn’t catch up with her, until they’d reached the parking lot, where he put a tentative hand on her shoulder. “Kagome?”
“I want to go home!” she wailed, pressing against him. He wasn’t used to the thin material of this shirt; he could actually feel the tremble of Kagome’s body as she sobbed, could feel the heat of her tears soaking through the material. He wanted to know what had happened, and how he could have missed it. But all he knew was that Kagome wanted to go home, and that he could do. He picked the girl up easily, walking around the building until he was sure there would be no spectators. Then, he leaped above to a ledge. His way would get them back faster.
*
Inuyasha brought Kagome home through her bedroom window. He wanted to know why she was so hysterical before her mother saw her. Laying her across the bed, he kneeled next to it, taking her hand. “Kagome?”
“Inuyasha,” she sighed before sniffling loudly. “I’m so stupid…”
“What happened?”
“I saw her. I saw Aiko.”
His eyebrows drew together. “Aiko? Who’s that? What’d she do to you?” Finally, he had a target!
“Nothing…”
Inuyasha’s face fell. What the hell was going on? “Kagome… I can’t fix this unless I know what’s wrong.”
The statement made her smile weakly, and she sat up to hug her knees. “There’s nothing you can do, Inuyasha. I just should’ve listened to you in the first place.”
“Huh?”
“Seiji never wanted me. He wanted Aiko… and I never saw it. Not until I saw her.”
Inuyasha slowly put the pieces together. Seiji wanted Aiko. Seiji had tried to make Kagome into someone she wasn’t… so… Kagome had seen Aiko and finally realized it! “He’s an idiot, Kagome.”
“Yeah,” she laughed sadly. “I can’t believe he thought I could ever be that… perfect.”
He words made Inuyasha’s blood boil. “Is that what you want to be? Somebody’s doll?” He was readying himself for an argument, but her reply surprised him.
“No.” She wiped the tears from her face. “I don’t want to worry every day about looking and acting better than everyone else. It doesn’t accomplish anything but making people hate you. And I’m no better than the next person. I’m always messing up. At least I don’t have to put on an act go have friends.”
Inuyasha couldn’t hide his smile. “No, you don’t.”
Kagome returned the smile. “I should go tell my mom we’re back.” He just nodded, watching her go, then deciding that he should take the chance alone to change into his own clothes. He didn’t know how people wore this crap.
*
“Mama, we’re home!”
“Oh, good. Dinner’s almost ready.”
“I, uh, have something to tell you.”
Mrs. Higurashi turned away from the counter, where she was slicing an onion. “What is it?”
“I’m breaking up with Seiji.”
Relief washed through the woman. “Really? Well, then I have something to tell you.”
*
“Inuyasha!” Kagome came running up the stairs, and he hurriedly pulled his hakama on before she could get in the room. As she entered the doorway, she gasped. “I’m sorry!”
“What’re you screaming about now?” he griped to hide his own bashfulness. As shy as Kagome could be, she sure could stare.
“Mama said that since I’m not going to be seeing Seiji anymore, we could go back through the well after dinner!”
It was tempting… “I have other plans,” he told her, tying the belt to his haori.
“What? I thought you’d be in a hurry.”
“We’ll get back. But first, that jerk is gonna pay for what he did to you.”
Kagome looked very please for a moment, before sighing heavily. “Inuyasha, you can’t just go beat him up. Things don’t work that way here.”
“Who said I was planning on it? That would be too easy.” He gave her a grin full of teeth. “I’m going to make him wish he was never born.”
“How do you plan on doing that?” Kagome wasn’t sure she wanted to know.
“First, we eat. Then, we’ll plan.”
*
Planning didn’t come immediately after dinner, however, because Kagome had homework to do. “What is it this time?” Inuyasha asked as he watched her go through her schoolbooks, sitting on the bed. He hated things that took her attention away from him.
He was surprised when Kagome spread her books on the bed, taking a seat next to him. “I have to write a haiku,” she told him, not sounding all that happy about it. Inuyasha was just surprised that he knew anything about the subject. “We’ve been studying Basho.”
“Oh. Well, what’s so bad about it?”
“I can’t write a haiku!”
“Why not? You’re the nature freak.”
“So?”
He shrugged. “It’s easy. It’s short, it’s about nature, and you’re in it all the time. So just write one.”
“It’s not that simple.”
“Why not?”
“I can’t put how I feel into seventeen syllables!”
“Probably not, because you talk too damn much!” Kagome glared at him. “Look, you don’t have to put everything you like into one. Just pick something.”
“Like what?”
Inuyasha thought back of all the nights spent with Kagome in his own time. She was always admiring something, but the thing that really stuck with him were the nights they’d lay on the wet grass and stare up at the stars. He’d always pretended to be bored with it, but Kagome always made him see things from her point of view, and really admire them.
“What about stars?” he asked.
Kagome looked thoughtful. “That could work, I guess.”
“Keh.”
Inuyasha watched patiently as Kagome wrote something, erased it, and wrote again. He picked up another textbook, flipping through it to see how many words he could recognize. “So, what did this Aiko girl look like?” he asked nonchalantly.
Kagome looked up. “Oh.” She sighed. “Like everything Seiji wanted me to be, I guess. Pretty, tall… scary.”
“Scary?”
“It was just weird, I guess. To see everything I’ve been doing for Seiji put together on someone else.”
Inuyasha sat in silence while Kagome worked on her poem, the beginnings of a plot forming in his head. He was snapped out of it by Kagome.
“So, you wanna hear it?”
“Sure.”
“Okay,” she sighed.
“My thoughts in the sky,
Heaven so near to the touch,
The power to awe.”
She looked up at Inuyasha, biting her lip. “Well?”
He smiled, shrugging. “It’s a start.”
“Hey!”
He laughed. “It’s good, Kagome. Really. So, are you done now?”
“Yeah.”
“Good. Because I have our plan all worked out…”
*******
Okay, I know the haiku sucked, but I didn’t want to spend hours writing seventeen syllables either!
michael11
thanks so much! glad you like it.
lunar ice dancer
normal? well, i guess normal for them, maybe.
rainstorm61879
i don't know about the diary yet. but i definitely want to throw it in there. true, it was an inspiration for him learning to read, but it would take him quite awhile to learn enough to read it all. and thanks a lot for saying the story wasn't rushed. sometimes i have a problem with that.
fallenangel7583~NSI
purity indeed. heh heh. woot woot.
thanks, you guys for reviewing! it really pushes me to write.
“Kagome, what was that racket?”
“Um, nothing,” she lied. She could still hear Inuyasha grumbling upstairs. “Mama, Seiji asked me to a dance at his school. Can I go?”
“When is it?”
“Not until next Friday.”
Mrs. Higurashi really didn’t like Kagome seeing Seiji, but her daughter had never been to a dance before. “I suppose. You’ll need a dress, though.”
“I have dresses, Mama,” she replied, but Mrs. Higurashi didn’t miss the sparkle in her eyes.
“Well, you are grounded, but I don’t see the harm in you leaving just for a dress.”
“Really?”
“Of course. Just make sure Inuyasha goes to keep an eye on you.”
Kagome’s jaw dropped. “Mama, I can’t take him out! He’ll use Tetsusaiga on a car, or something! And his clothes? Everyone’s going to stare at him!”
“Kagome, it’ll be fine. There’s some of your father’s old clothes in my closet. They might be a little snug in places, but they’ll do.”
Kagome was stunned. She’d forgotten all about her father’s things. “Are you sure?”
Mrs. Higurashi smiled softly. “They’re only clothes, Kagome. They’re getting no use in that dusty old trunk.”
“Well, alright.”
“Just make sure you two are back in time for dinner.”
“Kay.” Kagome went up to her mother’s room, dragging a rather large teak trunk from her mother’s closet. Opening it revealed the remnants of her father’s life; mostly clothes, but a variety of odds and ends. Wristwatches, a comb, old coins… She carefully went through, laying things aside until she found a white dress shirt that would probably fit Inuyasha. There were also a pair of gray slacks. She knew she could forget the shoes; one look at them and she knew they wouldn’t fit him. She just hoped no one would notice his bare feet. She put the trunk back before going to her room, tossing the clothes upon her bed.
“What are those?” Inuyasha asked.
“Clothes. I need you to wear them.”
“What? Why?”
“Because I need to go to the mall, and my mom said you have to go with me.”
“What? What’s a mall? I don’t wanna put this stuff on!”
“Inuyasha…” The pitiful whine Kagome emitted made him want to growl.
“Fine,” he replied.
“Thank you!” Inuyasha didn’t respond, removing his haori and throwing it on the floor. It was only when he stood that she realized he was undressing. She quickly turned around, embarrassed, and ignored the amused snicker she heard from the hanyou. She listened as he cursed for what seemed like forever. “Are you done yet?” she asked.
“How does this work?”
Cautiously, Kagome turned around, and her breath caught in her throat. Inuyasha had gotten the pants on fine, and had even buttoned them, but the shirt was hanging from one arm. She knew she’d seen Inuyasha shirtless more times than she could count, but somehow this was… different.
Smiling at the lost expression on his face, Kagome went over and helped him get the shirt around his shoulders, and started buttoning it. “You look nice,” she admitted, unable to look him in the eye.
“It’s too tight,” he complained.
She jerked the bottom of the hem when she was finished. “It’s fine.”
*
They managed to get to the mall without an incident, though she’d had to restrain Inuyasha several times, especially from attacking a motorcycle. Going inside the mall, however, proved to be another problem. “Ugh, this place reeks!” he cried, throwing an arm over his nose.
“I’ll try not to take too long,” Kagome promised as she began to drag him past the store windows. Inuyasha looked all around him, trying to take everything in at once. Who had any need for so much stuff? He didn’t know what half of it was!
Finally, Kagome stopped, taking him into one of the big rooms, and his mouth fell open. It was like a forest, full of clothes! She was going to take weeks in here!
Kagome eyed Inuyasha nervously as she began sorting through the racks. He looked like he was going to take off running at any second. She couldn’t really blame him, considering the blaring music and crowds of gossiping girls that milled around. After quite awhile, though, she realized she was going to have to go to another store. She just couldn’t find anything she liked.
“Oh, Aiko, you look gorgeous!”
“You have to get that one!”
Kagome’s head shot up, her eyes darting towards the dressing room, where the voices were coming from. As she took in the scene, her face took on a strangely blank look. “Aiko,” she whispered.
The girl was stunning, but the look on her face held venom as she smiled softly at her crowd of admirers. Kagome studied her carefully. Her large brown eyes, her strict ponytail, the beautiful jewels in her dangling earrings… the green silk dress, which made her burgundy lips all the more striking. It was like a bad dream, where someone had replaced her. But she had it backwards, didn’t she? This girl was slender, tall, and graceful as she turned to let the onlookers better see her new acquisition.
Kagome would almost bet that Aiko’s favorite color was green, because it suited her, and that she liked American films, and listened to stupid, whiny foreign music with no beat. She could bet that Aiko always acted sophisticated, and never betrayed any emotion. She knew that Aiko’s spurned missed her very badly, so badly that he was willing to try to recreate her.
Turning away, Kagome felt the tears burning in her eyes. “Stupid,” she whispered, so upset that she ran right past Inuyasha, thinking only of escaping her own humiliation. He caught the scent of her tears, looking up just in time to see her leave the store. What had happened?
He didn’t catch up with her, until they’d reached the parking lot, where he put a tentative hand on her shoulder. “Kagome?”
“I want to go home!” she wailed, pressing against him. He wasn’t used to the thin material of this shirt; he could actually feel the tremble of Kagome’s body as she sobbed, could feel the heat of her tears soaking through the material. He wanted to know what had happened, and how he could have missed it. But all he knew was that Kagome wanted to go home, and that he could do. He picked the girl up easily, walking around the building until he was sure there would be no spectators. Then, he leaped above to a ledge. His way would get them back faster.
*
Inuyasha brought Kagome home through her bedroom window. He wanted to know why she was so hysterical before her mother saw her. Laying her across the bed, he kneeled next to it, taking her hand. “Kagome?”
“Inuyasha,” she sighed before sniffling loudly. “I’m so stupid…”
“What happened?”
“I saw her. I saw Aiko.”
His eyebrows drew together. “Aiko? Who’s that? What’d she do to you?” Finally, he had a target!
“Nothing…”
Inuyasha’s face fell. What the hell was going on? “Kagome… I can’t fix this unless I know what’s wrong.”
The statement made her smile weakly, and she sat up to hug her knees. “There’s nothing you can do, Inuyasha. I just should’ve listened to you in the first place.”
“Huh?”
“Seiji never wanted me. He wanted Aiko… and I never saw it. Not until I saw her.”
Inuyasha slowly put the pieces together. Seiji wanted Aiko. Seiji had tried to make Kagome into someone she wasn’t… so… Kagome had seen Aiko and finally realized it! “He’s an idiot, Kagome.”
“Yeah,” she laughed sadly. “I can’t believe he thought I could ever be that… perfect.”
He words made Inuyasha’s blood boil. “Is that what you want to be? Somebody’s doll?” He was readying himself for an argument, but her reply surprised him.
“No.” She wiped the tears from her face. “I don’t want to worry every day about looking and acting better than everyone else. It doesn’t accomplish anything but making people hate you. And I’m no better than the next person. I’m always messing up. At least I don’t have to put on an act go have friends.”
Inuyasha couldn’t hide his smile. “No, you don’t.”
Kagome returned the smile. “I should go tell my mom we’re back.” He just nodded, watching her go, then deciding that he should take the chance alone to change into his own clothes. He didn’t know how people wore this crap.
*
“Mama, we’re home!”
“Oh, good. Dinner’s almost ready.”
“I, uh, have something to tell you.”
Mrs. Higurashi turned away from the counter, where she was slicing an onion. “What is it?”
“I’m breaking up with Seiji.”
Relief washed through the woman. “Really? Well, then I have something to tell you.”
*
“Inuyasha!” Kagome came running up the stairs, and he hurriedly pulled his hakama on before she could get in the room. As she entered the doorway, she gasped. “I’m sorry!”
“What’re you screaming about now?” he griped to hide his own bashfulness. As shy as Kagome could be, she sure could stare.
“Mama said that since I’m not going to be seeing Seiji anymore, we could go back through the well after dinner!”
It was tempting… “I have other plans,” he told her, tying the belt to his haori.
“What? I thought you’d be in a hurry.”
“We’ll get back. But first, that jerk is gonna pay for what he did to you.”
Kagome looked very please for a moment, before sighing heavily. “Inuyasha, you can’t just go beat him up. Things don’t work that way here.”
“Who said I was planning on it? That would be too easy.” He gave her a grin full of teeth. “I’m going to make him wish he was never born.”
“How do you plan on doing that?” Kagome wasn’t sure she wanted to know.
“First, we eat. Then, we’ll plan.”
*
Planning didn’t come immediately after dinner, however, because Kagome had homework to do. “What is it this time?” Inuyasha asked as he watched her go through her schoolbooks, sitting on the bed. He hated things that took her attention away from him.
He was surprised when Kagome spread her books on the bed, taking a seat next to him. “I have to write a haiku,” she told him, not sounding all that happy about it. Inuyasha was just surprised that he knew anything about the subject. “We’ve been studying Basho.”
“Oh. Well, what’s so bad about it?”
“I can’t write a haiku!”
“Why not? You’re the nature freak.”
“So?”
He shrugged. “It’s easy. It’s short, it’s about nature, and you’re in it all the time. So just write one.”
“It’s not that simple.”
“Why not?”
“I can’t put how I feel into seventeen syllables!”
“Probably not, because you talk too damn much!” Kagome glared at him. “Look, you don’t have to put everything you like into one. Just pick something.”
“Like what?”
Inuyasha thought back of all the nights spent with Kagome in his own time. She was always admiring something, but the thing that really stuck with him were the nights they’d lay on the wet grass and stare up at the stars. He’d always pretended to be bored with it, but Kagome always made him see things from her point of view, and really admire them.
“What about stars?” he asked.
Kagome looked thoughtful. “That could work, I guess.”
“Keh.”
Inuyasha watched patiently as Kagome wrote something, erased it, and wrote again. He picked up another textbook, flipping through it to see how many words he could recognize. “So, what did this Aiko girl look like?” he asked nonchalantly.
Kagome looked up. “Oh.” She sighed. “Like everything Seiji wanted me to be, I guess. Pretty, tall… scary.”
“Scary?”
“It was just weird, I guess. To see everything I’ve been doing for Seiji put together on someone else.”
Inuyasha sat in silence while Kagome worked on her poem, the beginnings of a plot forming in his head. He was snapped out of it by Kagome.
“So, you wanna hear it?”
“Sure.”
“Okay,” she sighed.
“My thoughts in the sky,
Heaven so near to the touch,
The power to awe.”
She looked up at Inuyasha, biting her lip. “Well?”
He smiled, shrugging. “It’s a start.”
“Hey!”
He laughed. “It’s good, Kagome. Really. So, are you done now?”
“Yeah.”
“Good. Because I have our plan all worked out…”
*******
Okay, I know the haiku sucked, but I didn’t want to spend hours writing seventeen syllables either!
michael11
thanks so much! glad you like it.
lunar ice dancer
normal? well, i guess normal for them, maybe.
rainstorm61879
i don't know about the diary yet. but i definitely want to throw it in there. true, it was an inspiration for him learning to read, but it would take him quite awhile to learn enough to read it all. and thanks a lot for saying the story wasn't rushed. sometimes i have a problem with that.
fallenangel7583~NSI
purity indeed. heh heh. woot woot.
thanks, you guys for reviewing! it really pushes me to write.