InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Left At The Altar ❯ Eight Years ( Chapter 2 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

Yay! I lived through Hurricane Rita! (I live right outside Houston, Texas)
 
This story was a summary that I had posted on my profile to see if anyone liked it and due to response, I wrote it. I have a few more story ideas up if you want to read them then you'll email me at the address I have listed at the bottom of my profile. Let me know!
 
Thanks to those who read the prologue of Left At The Altar and decided to stick with it!
The Princess And The Pup is still top priority but the cable is out leaving with no internet or Fox Soccer Channel so I'm bored as hell and this is the only thing I could think to do.
 
Also, I know in the summary that it says that Inuyasha moves far, far away and yet in this chapter he can get to Sesshomaru's house in thirty minutes. Guess what? Sesshomaru must've moved, too!
 
 
 
`Be who you are and say what you feel because those that mind don't matter and those the matter don't mind.'
 
 
Left At The Altar
 
Eight Years
 
 
 
 
 
Inuyasha rubbed his temple with his fore and middle finger in an attempt the annoying migraine that had become customary with this day. This infamous day…
 
 
 
 
“This time of the year again.” Inuyasha complained to himself. He let out a heavy breath as he gave up on dulling the pain in his pounding head and found his way out of bed.
 
 
 
 
 
The half-demon carefully planted both of his feet on the ground before walking. He let out a yawn while doing his usual morning stretches. Inuyasha let the uncomfortable feeling of moving his tired muscles pass him as he continued to awaken completely.
 
 
 
 
“I guess that's enough.” He shrugged and walked toward his restroom.
 
 
 
 
 
Inuyasha cursed as he stepped on a tack that had found its way to the floor in his restroom. The half-demon lifted up his foot to see if it was bleeding which only accomplished him hopping around on one foot trying to retain balance in a very comedic manner.
 
 
 
 
He threw the accused tack at the wall, and, on a related note, his wall now had a tack protruding conspicuously from it. Inuyasha groaned as he knew that the tack would be a burden later because he would have to dig it from the wallpaper. A sharp object was safety hazard to a little girl that would happen to be coming to his apartment later. Knowing that little demon, she would probably find a way to injure herself with a centimeter long needle coming out of his wall.
 
 
 
 
 
Inuyasha walked into his bathroom finally and stared at his appearance in the mirror parallel to himself.
 
 
 
 
 
“I wonder when Kikime is coming anyway.”
 
 
 
No sooner had Inuyasha finished his sentence then had his phone begin to ring from his bedside. Not really caring about the call, the half-demon reached for the cup he kept by the sink in case of a midnight urge for water.
 
 
 
 
The phone stopped ringing and the voicemail began to take the message out loud.
 
 
 
 
Inuyasha's voice came from the small box first. “This is Inuyasha. If you want to leave a message, do so. Unless this is my brother, in which case, hang up the phone now and burn hell.”
 
 
 
 
Inuyasha grinned at the recording, but was soon aggravated as Sesshomaru's voice came out next.
 
 
 
 
“Little brother,” Sesshomaru began, no longer affected by the half-demon's voicemail. He had let the half-demon have it the first time Sesshomaru had heard his voicemail. “Answer the phone right now. I know your just standing in front of your mirror ignoring me, so pick up the phone!”
 
 
 
 
Inuyasha looked at his reflection. “Oh, he's good.”
 
 
 
 
The half-demon made his way to the appliance and lifted it from its base. His brother, who was in the middle of a sentence based around complaining about Inuyasha not answering his phone, cleared his throat.
 
 
 
 
 
“Morning.”
 
 
 
 
“It's one thirty in the afternoon, Inuyasha.” Sesshomaru corrected, irritated.
 
 
 
 
 
 
Inuyasha glanced at his clock to confirm his brother's comment. “So it is. Now, what do you want?”
 
 
 
“I want you to be at my home in an hour so you can bring Kikime back to your apartment so that you can baby-sit her while my wife and I go to dinner when, afterwards, we will come pick her up.” Sesshomaru explained, leaving no loopholes for the half-demon to make smartass comments to.
 
 
 
 
 
“Don't be so vague, Sesshomaru.” Inuyasha muttered into the receiver. “An hour?”
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Be here in an hour.” Repeated the one-armed man before slamming the phone on its base, much to Inuyasha annoyance.
 
 
 
 
 
Inuyasha simply dropped his phone to the ground then went back to his bathroom to finish getting ready.
 
 
 
 
 
 
The half-demon, once again, caught his eyes' reflection in the large mirror which had crack got longer ever day.
 
 
 
 
 
“What happened to you?” Inuyasha mumbled. He let out a large, stressed breath and walked to his bedside again.
 
 
 
 
 
 
The half-demon opened the solitary drawer on the dresser by he bed. Inuyasha grabbed a sleeveless t-shirt from the drawer and cursed loudly when he saw a small hole on the front of the shirt threatening to become a bigger one. He put on the tee reluctantly, slipping the hole over his head and straightened out the wrinkles in it so he wouldn't like a complete slob even though his shirt had no sleeves and a hole.
 
 
 
 
 
 
“My lucky week, huh?” The half-demon told himself with a wry smile. Eight years.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Inuyasha brought his head up again which brought him face-to-face with a centimeter long needle projecting out from his wall. The half-demon grunted, irritated, and began his attempt to find the hammer needed to extract the tack.
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Where are you?” Inuyasha yelled out to the hammer as if he expected it to respond with an `I'm here!' The years must be getting to me…
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
When he found himself in his kitchen a small note stuck to the fridge with a magnet caught his attention. Inuyasha blinked to make sure that he had really seen the note and sure enough, when he opened his eyes again, the piece of paper was still there.
 
 
 
 
 
Inuyasha ripped the note from the refrigerator, letting the `Don't worry, Be happy!' magnet fall unceremoniously to the floor.
 
 
 
 
 
`REMEMBER CLOTHES AT CLEANER'S THAT CLOSE AT 2!'
 
 
 
 
 
 
The half-demon slapped his forehead for forgetting his clothes. It should have snapped when he saw the lack of apparel in his drawer. Inuyasha's eyes darted to the analog clock hanging from the wall which read 1:38 p.m.
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Shit!” Inuyasha swore as he ran to his door.
 
 
 
 
 
 
He swung the door open as fast as he could and it led to the knob slamming straight into his wall; probably creating hole in the drywall. The half-demon didn't bother to lock the door. What did he have that anyone would want to steal? Even if someone did break into his apartment, he could use their scent to track them down.
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Got to hurry!” Inuyasha tried to encourage himself to go faster. He went straight to the elevator and pushed the small button with a down arrow. The button lit up but was barely detectable in broad daylight.
 
 
 
 
 
The half-demon tapped his bare foot impatiently on the cheap carpet that inhabited the ground beneath him. After ten seconds of waiting he dashed for the stairs by the room across the hall from him.
 
 
 
 
 
Inuyasha open the heavier door quicker than most people could but not fast enough to make a hole in the solid concrete wall. The half-demon cringed when he saw that there was no space in between the stairs to just jump down in one movement but instead he would be force to go down the nine stories of stairs one by one.
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Damn!”
 
 
 
 
 
Inuyasha began his trek down the stairs in his epic struggle to get to the cleaner's in time. Will he get there in time? Will he be forced to wear the same shirt until the cleaner's open again on Monday?
 
 
 
 
 
Inuyasha got to the lobby in record time and burst through yet another door but was careful not to cause a hole in the lobby wall. He'd be damned before he'd pay for that!
 
 
 
 
 
The half-demon went on the door on a sprint, ignoring the desk clerk's `hello.' Inuyasha dodged the commuters outside the Shady Heights Apartment Complex by stopping on his heels.
 
 
 
 
 
“Watch where you're going!” A young woman that he almost ran into scolded. She had dark hair almost to her waist and bright blue eyes that glared furiously at him. Also, much to his displeasure, was wearing way too much perfume for his liking.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Hey, bite me, bitch!” Inuyasha yelled right back at started running again in the direction of the cleaner's.
 
 
 
 
 
He pushed the woman's shouts after him to the back of his mind as he had less than fifteen minutes. Finally, the cleaner's came into sight and he had plenty of time to spare…sort of.
 
 
 
 
 
Inuyasha was confused as he tried to push open the door and it didn't budge. The half-demon then hoped no one saw him try to push open the door that had a large sign saying `pull.'
 
 
 
 
 
“Success…” Inuyasha congratulated himself, aloud. He looked up to see he was the only person in the cleaner's beside the old man behind the counter.
 
 
 
 
 
 
Behind the counter was an old man sitting on…a cow? Not any cow, though…a three-eyed cow. Inuyasha raised an eyebrow at the man in the striped old-time clothing sitting on the cow.
 
 
 
 
 
The half-demon stepped up to the counter, doing his best not to pay attention to the cow.
 
 
 
 
 
“Uh…I'm Inuyasha and I left my clothes here a few days ago.”
 
 
 
 
 
The old man looked up at the half-demon. “I'm Totosai and I work here a few days a week.”
 
 
 
 
 
 
“What?” Inuyasha asked, perplexed. What's this guy talking about?
 
 
 
 
 
“Oh, you want you clothes, don't you?” Totosai nodded smugly as if he just answered one of the world's unsolved problems.
 
 
 
 
 
Duh. Inuyasha mentally shouted but found it best not to aggravate this strange old man working at a cleaner's who was sitting on a three-eyed cow. “Yes, I do.” The half-demon dug into his pocket and found the little tag that had the number 7 on it. “Here's my claim.”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Totosai took the tag from Inuyasha and put it somewhere under the counter. The old man got off the cow and walked to the automated rail behind him. He pushed a red button the clothes started to ride down the rail until he pushed the button again.
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Here they are!” Announced Totosai as he grabbed some clothes off the rail that were in an oversized plastic bag with a number 7 on them.
 
 
 
 
 
 
The old man walked backed to the counter and placed the bag of clothes in front of Inuyasha. The half-demon gave light smile and picked up the clothes.
 
 
 
 
 
“Thanks.” Inuyasha said and was hastily out the door.
 
 
 
 
 
Totosai petted the back of the three-eyed cow behind the counter.
 
 
 
 
 
“The people in this city must be blind. No one has said one thing about you all day!”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
I'm glad to be out of there. Inuyasha mused once he stepped outside the cleaner's. What the hell is the deal with the three-eyed cow?!
 
 
 
 
 
 
The half-demon shook his head to try to rid himself of the memory. He took a relaxed breath and then remembered he still had to be somewhere on the other side of town.
 
 
 
 
 
I never get one second of rest! Inuyasha complained in his head and began running…again.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Inuyasha had gotten to Sesshomaru's house in just the nick of time. The half-demon was fast in getting there because he wasn't in the mood to hear another speech from his one-armed brother about being late.
 
 
 
 
 
The half-demon had found himself seating in a seat in Sesshomaru's living room because Inuyasha found out and was very pissed at the fact that Sesshomaru wasn't ready. He wouldn't have been so angry if it was his wife who wasn't ready but she was and was sitting with Inuyasha and Sesshomaru was still getting ready!
 
 
 
 
Inuyasha tapped his nails on the little lamp table right by the recliner chair that he sat in.
 
 
 
 
 
“How have you been, Inuyasha?” The woman across from him suddenly asked.
 
 
 
 
 
 
Inuyasha sighed knowing he was being lured into a conversation.
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Same as usual, Rin.” The half-demon answered, half-heartedly. Inuyasha stopped tapping his nails and brought his fist up so he could rest his chin on it.
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Oh,” Rin replied, not knowing where to go from there but being her being Rin was able to find just the right question. “Well, are you seeing anyone?”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Inuyasha's eyebrow twitched. “No.”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Rin nodded, knowing what she had just asked the half-demon.
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Uncle Inuyasha!” Was heard from behind them.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Inuyasha turned his head to see Kikime walking down the stairs. His niece had bright brown eyes with black hair like her mother pulled into a single pigtail. She looks human but demons could tell by her scent that she was half-demon.
 
 
 
 
 
 
Inuyasha got out of his chair to squat down and caught Kikime when she jumped into his arms. He stood up immediately and started to spin fast which cause his niece to let shrill, gleeful yelp. Inuyasha set the girl down again and she stumbled a bit incoherently.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Whoa, I'm dizzy.” Kikime said with her voice filled with wonderment.
 
 
 
 
 
 
Inuyasha smiled at the little girl and sat back down in the recliner. Once his niece caught her balance, she jumped her on to his lap. The half-demon, Inuyasha, put his arm around the little girl shoulders and had an honest smile on his face.
 
 
 
 
 
 
“How have you been, Kikime?” Inuyasha asked curiously.
 
 
 
 
 
The girl smile widely, obviously waited for the question. “Uncle Inuyasha, I just finished second grade!”
 
 
 
 
 
Duh, I was at your graduation last week. Was what Inuyasha thought but he said. “Oh, is that so?”
 
 
 
 
 
Kikime nodded happily. “Yep, I am going to be a third grader!”
 
 
 
 
 
Her uncle grinned at her cheerful responses. “So third grade is after second grade?”
 
 
 
 
 
 
Kikime punched his arm playfully. “Of course, silly!”
 
 
 
 
 
 
Their little talk was cut short as short as Sesshomaru made his dramatic entrance when he opened the bedroom door regally. The one-armed man looked over the room and his eyes caught Inuyasha's his nose cringed.
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Taking a little longer than usual to put on your make-up, Sesshomaru?” Inuyasha joked with a smirk on his face.
 
 
 
 
 
Sesshomaru paid no attention to his brother's comment or his daughter's laughs.
 
 
 
 
 
“Come on, Rin. If we're late, the restaurant will cancel our reservation.” The one-armed man stated. His wife nodded and got up out of the chair.
 
 
 
 
 
 
They are planning on more than a restaurant if they're going to dinner at two thirty. Inuyasha thought to himself.
 
 
 
 
 
His attention was brought to his niece when she whispered in his ear. “Watch this.”
 
 
 
 
 
 
Kikime got up out of lap and ran to her father who was leaving out the front door. “Dad can I have a hug?”
 
 
 
 
Sesshomaru looked down at his daughter and then to Inuyasha who shrugged, just as confused. The one-armed man squatted down and complied to Kikime's request, not wanting her to start crying.
 
 
 
 
 
Sesshomaru got back up and walked out the door and that is when Inuyasha saw the `Kick Me' sign taped to his back. He turned to his niece who had a huge, mischievous smile.
 
 
 
 
 
Inuyasha laughed. “Oh, you're good.”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“So what do you want to do?” Inuyasha asked, now that they had walked all the way back to his apartment.
 
 
 
 
 
The half-demon turned to see Kikime sitting on the ground, struggling to take off her Velcro sandals by his door. The girl looked up the air and appeared in thought and just when she had managed to take off her last shoe she shouted. “I know!”
 
 
 
 
 
 
Inuyasha sighed, knowing she was going to wait until he asked to answer him.
 
 
 
 
 
 
“What to you want to do?”
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Can I go on the computer?” Kikime requested, doing her best to look cute as if it would help her get her way.
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Sure…” as long as you don't bug the crap out of me.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
His niece clapped her hands joyfully and ran down the hallway, knowing her way around his house. Inuyasha smiled at the girl's energy.
 
 
 
 
 
The half-demon took his time getting to his study. Kikime was spinning in circles on the wheeled chair as she waited for the internet to open whilst yelling `Weeeeeee!'
 
 
 
 
 
“Stop that, Kikime. I don't you want getting dizzy and throwing up on my computer.” Inuyasha admonished feebly.
 
 
 
 
 
 
His niece made a grumpy face but stopped spinning. Kikime looked at the computer to only see the internet hadn't opened so she started to look over the room. Her attention was caught by a necklace that was lying on the desk.
 
 
 
 
 
She held it up in the air to look it over better. “Neat. What is this?”
 
 
 
 
 
“That,” Started Inuyasha, snatching the necklace from her. “is my magic necklace.”
 
 
 
 
 
 
Kikime appeared stupefied before seeming doubtful. “Nu uh! Dad says there's no such thing as magic!”
 
 
 
 
 
“He's right but magic necklace sounds better than scientific necklace doesn't it?” Inuyasha suggest and Kikime nodded. “Do you want to see what does?”
 
 
 
 
 
His niece replied in a bewildered voice. “Yes.”
 
 
 
 
 
“Okay.” Replied Inuyasha, slipping the jewelry over his head.
 
 
 
 
 
The familiar sensation rippled through his body as soon as it came into contact with his skin. Inuyasha couldn't see it but he knew what was happening to cause Kikime's jaw fall. The half-demon's appearance didn't show he was a half-demon as his hair turned black, his eyes violet, and his claws became normal nails.
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Cool.” Mumbled his niece who then asked. “What do you use it for?”
 
 
 
 
 
 
“I use it for job interviews and stuff like that because people in this city aren't too fond of half-demons like us. This makes me look human, like I do on the new moon.” Inuyasha explained.
 
 
 
 
“Just like when I turn human on the new moon just like you?” Continued Kikime in her questions.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Exactly, but your appearance doesn't change because you already look human, unlike me.” Answered Inuyasha.
 
 
 
 
 
 
“I know, but I wished I looked half-demon like you because your ears are so cute and fuzzy!” Kikime commented, much to her uncle's irritation even if he didn't show it with his fake smile.
 
 
 
 
 
“Hey, look! The internet opened!” Inuyasha pointed out.
 
 
 
 
His niece instantly turned and began to play on the internet.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Kikime had played on his computer for a few hours before she begun to talk on AIM, but when this one person in the chat room began to ask where she lived and what she was wearing, Inuyasha put a stop to that.
 
 
 
 
 
 
Once the internet wasn't an option, his niece wanted to watch a scary movie. Inuyasha figured, What the hell. It's just a movie and if she wakes screaming because she's having nightmares, then it's Sesshomaru's problem.
 
 
 
 
Of course, the only horror picture that Inuyasha had was The Ring so guess what movie they watched.
 
 
 
 
It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out that the movie would scare the ever living crap out of an eight-year old girl, so there were many times when Kikime would suddenly scream in terror.
 
 
 
 
 
After about the third time that his niece had shouted, there came a knock on the door. The half-demon unenthusiastically paused the movie and got up after he got Kikime to let go of his arm which she had locked herself on whenever the tape came on the screen.
 
 
 
 
 
 
Who the hell could be at the door? Sesshomaru said he would call before came. Inuyasha mused just before he opened his door.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
It was indeed his lucky week as the woman blue-eyed woman he almost ran into earlier was on the other side of the door. Despite being as surprised as the woman, he couldn't help but sneeze as the amount of perfume she was wearing finally got to him.
 
 
 
 
 
 
“What the hell are you doing here?!” Inuyasha bellowed once he had sneezed.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“I,” Began the woman, placing her hands on her waist. “am your new neighbor who just moved in today and I am here to find out what…” She stopped talking as she heard Kikime screaming again, obviously the eight year old half-demon had started the movie again. “that is!”
 
 
 
 
 
 
Inuyasha was getting enough of woman's scolding for one day. “My second-grade…” He stopped as he heard Kikime correcting him. “My third-grade niece and I happen to be watching a horror movie, you uptight bitch!”
 
 
 
 
 
 
His `new neighbor' looked tempted to reprimand him again but for some reason decided against it for some reason. The woman simply turned on her heels and began walking toward where her room is.
 
 
 
 
 
 
Inuyasha's eyes saw something fall from the purse that hung from her shoulders so he picked it up off the ground.
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Hey, wench, you dropped your license!” The half-demon hollered after the woman.
 
 
 
 
 
That is when Inuyasha read the license. It belonged to one Kagome Higurashi…
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
I know this isn't as long as the last chapter but the prologue was easier to write.
Grand total of 24 pages!
 
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Finished September 25, 2005 but I can put this up because I have no cable connection since Rita hit me yesterday.