InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Little Stone of Secrets ❯ Chapter 10

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

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“And remind me, again, why I agreed to eat dinner with you?” I twirled around on the bar stool, again. “Oohh, dizzy!” I grabbed a hold of the island’s counter top and waited for my head to stop spinning.

“And you’re how old, again!” he shook his head as he returned to stirring the stir-fry. “You’re being allowed the pleasure of my company because of your stomach.” Right on cue, a loud growling noise erupted from my stomach making me turn several shades of red.

“You shut up,” I growled as I pointed a finger at it!

“Exactly. When was the last time you ate?” he inquired as he grabbed a couple of plates out of the cabinet and plated the food.

I took the plate from Sesshomaru and followed him into the dinning room and sat at the table. “Hu, um, I think when I had the fries…Wait, I had hot cocoa this afternoon, does that count?”

“No.”

“hu, who knew,” I watched as he took a bite of a piece of chicken. “Wow.”

He raised a eyebrow in question “What?”

“How is it every thing you do always looks so perfect? I can only imagine how beautiful your mother is. Isn’t that how it goes? The son usually always looks like the mother?”

His lips pulled into a rare small smile, “I suppose it would be a new site seeing. Someone eating with manners when you’re so use to watching the mutt eat.”

I cocked my head to the side. “Why do you do that? Why do you two dislike each other so much?” I took a bite out of something that looked like a tiny piece of corn on the cob. “You’ve said ‘its because he‘s half human,’ but you’re respectful to Izayoi. Most of the time, you’re that way to me, so I don‘t get it. The only real difference is that you have different mothers.”

“It’s not your place to understand!” the tone in his voice when cold and his mask of indifference slid into place. “Just be grateful that I feel you’re worth it for the time being,” he took a sip of water.

Something in my chest felt like it was painfully tightening. “You’re right, its not my place. We are nothing more then acquaintances however, Inu Yasha is one of my dearest friends. I will be damned if I just sit hear and listen to you talking badly about him in front of me.”

His eyes were narrowed at me. “I will talk about him however I see fit and to whom ever I wish to!”

“Not with me you won’t!” I pushed myself away from the table. “You should be careful, Sesshomaru. You’re going to end up catching a cold from all that ice inside your soul,” I grabbed my purse off the couch and headed to the door.

“Human!” I turned to face him making m self as tall at my 5’5 ½ tall body could be and glared at him.

“What?!” he tossed a medium sized box to me. I blinked in surprise as I caught it and looked at him questioningly.

“While you were here the other night with your pathetic drunk antics, well, your cell phone is no more. However, I had a spare laying around,” he turned his back on me. “Now, get out of my house!”

The little hairs on the back of my neck stood on end as I glared at him. “I don‘t need anything from the likes of you!”

“Fine, then throw it in the trash. I have no desire for something that’s been touched by you to be kept in this house.”

“Fuck you!” I screamed as I slammed the door behind me causing the frame to rattle. My eyes painfully stung as I rested my back against the door. I jumped in surprise as I heard something smash from inside the house. I ran to my car and sped back to the apartment.

“Deep breath, clam down!” I took a couple deep breaths and twirled the ring around my finger a couple of times. The TV was on and since Sango was at the studio working on a painting that meant that Shippo was hiding from his roommates, again. I really didn’t need the poor little dude seeing me like this.

I plastered a big fake smile on and opened the door. “Hey, Shippo, how are you doing?” he was sitting on the couch watching G4 a show about the new technological advances that have been made in the last century from what I could tell.

His bright green eye‘s shimmered as he looked at me. “Hey, have you eat?”

I plopped down next to him. “Yeppers, I‘m all full, promise.”

“Sango wanted me to remind you that you need to take the multivitamin and mineral supplements that you haven’t taken in the last couple of days or she‘s taking you to the hospital, again. You’re going to have to start drinking the stuff the doctor suggested. She wants to know why the hell she has to call and have me tell you this and not just be able to call you on your cell phone. I, also, would like to know this cus she gets a little annoying after awhile.”

“Welcome to my world, Shippo, my friend,” I sighed. “I‘ll take them later, they’re so far away!”

Shippo leaned to the side of the couch, picked up a small cup and placed it in front of me. “She said that I was suppose to make sure you actually take them,” he slid a bottle of water next to the small cup filled with pills.

I downed the pills and chugged half the bottle of water. I hated how the stupid pills tasted it was like having to take a mixture of chalk and grass. “There, now, you can report to mom your mission was successful?!” I said bitterly.

“Good, her and I went shopping earlier, she bought trail mix and more granola bars. You’re suppose to put them in your purse to eat through out the day.”

I narrowed my eyes at him and pouted. “Is it, at least, the kind with the M&M‘s?”

He smiled gently at me. “Yes, it is!” he picked up the box and sniffed it. “What’s this? It smells like Sesshomaru.”

I shook my head and laughed. “You people and your smelling things. Sesshomaru gave it to me cus, I guess, I threw up on my cell. He said this one was just laying around and he didn’t need it.”

“Hu, can I open it?” he asked as he held it to his ear and lightly shook it.

I shrugged my shoulders. “Sure, why not but its probably dead if its just been sitting around in his house.”

Shippo carefully cut the tape with his claw, opened the box and pulled out a black cell phone that was smaller then his hand. He pushed the talk button and powered on the phone as his eyes bulged out of his head. He turned it side ways and slid the top back revealing a full keybored. “He said that he just had this laying around?”

“Yeppers, why is it a good one?” I snatched the phone and looked it over. It fit snuggly into my hand. “It’s shiny and black, just like all the rest of his toys,” I shook my head.

“Kagome, this is a Sony Ericsson Xperia X10 Mini Pro. It’s an android smart phone. Do you have any idea how much one of these goes for?!”

I blinked and turned the phone over a couple of times. “Well, if you’re making this big of a deal about it, I‘m guessing, what, like a hundred or two?”

“Try six hundred. There is no way this was just laying around. Hey, if you don‘t want it, can I have it to take apart?” his eyed the phone like a predator. “I’ve always wanted to get a look at the inside of one of those.”

“NO, good night, Shippo,” I threw a blanket at him and shut the door to my bedroom. After changing into my pajamas and switching the light off, I plugged the charger in and connected the phone to it. I touched the screen and flipped through some of the content. I stopped when I got to the address book and smiled. There was already an entry in it, and it was Sesshomaru’s. “That ass,” I snuggled under the blankets and clutched the phone close to my chest and fell asleep.

I woke up early the next day, called my Aunt Kelly, who works at T-mobile, had her help me get the phone activated and up working. Shippo was still on high alert wanting to autopsy the poor, little phone and Sango was as fascinated with it as I was as we figured out that it had bejeweled on it. We made Shippo drive us to school in the Subaru as we sat in the back seat and took turns playing.

Philosophy was usually uneventful as Kagura sulked in her seat most likely because Sesshomaru was absent.

My eyes wondered to the back of the room to where Sesshomaru usually sat. ‘Its not that I miss him, its just…I want to thank him.’

A finger poked my side causing my to slightly jump. “Are you alright, Kag‘s?” Shippo asked as he packed the handouts the teacher had given out into his bag.

“Yeah, no, I‘m fine. Just how annoying is it that some people think their too almighty to have to actually show up to class? Huh, jeez but whatever, right?” I shoved the papers into the bag. “Hey, Shippo, I‘m off to Geo. See you later!”

I stomped out of the room and squealed in surprise as an arm wrapped around me and pulled me back words, making my heart do a slight flitter. “Ses--” turning around I froze. “Oh hiya! Jakotsu, how are you doing?!”

He looked at me weirdly before shrugging and looping arms with me. “I haven’t seen you in awhile kiddo. Seems like that Sesshomaru‘s has been monopolizing you.”

My face slightly blushed red. “Not really. I’ve just been really busy is all, but you know I’ve always got time for you, Jak.”

“He‘s not who you think he is, Kagome. He‘s not a good guy, you need to stay away from him,” Jak warned.

“Listen, I‘m a big girl and even though, its against popular belief, I can take care of myself! And the only thing we seam to talk about when where together any more is him” I pulled my arm free. “Thank you for walking me to class,” ducking into the class I quickly made my way to my seat.

Apparently today was a free study day for the up coming test. Unfortunately, my brain was in no way a study mode so I pulled my address book out of my purse and set to work finishing adding the last of the numbers to my cell phone.

“New phone, sweet heart?” Koga asked as he leaned forward resting his chin on his hand as he snagged a handful of trail mix out of my bag.

“I‘m not your any thing!” I pulled the card Britt had given me and entered her information as well. “Done!” I did a victory stretch as a reward for a job well done!

Koga snagged the phone out of my hand and pushed several buttons before handing it back to me. “I get that you don‘t want to date and for now, I can respect that but I‘m a lot of fun, Kag‘s. If you ever feel like just going out and having some fun dancing or something with no strings attached just give me a call or text.”

I couldn’t help but smile. “You’re incorrigible.”

“I try my best,” he popped another M&M in his mouth. “Besides, you seem a little repressed, lately,” he pointed to his ear and smiled brightly. “I have an idea. I‘m going to get a third piercing done, why don‘t you come with me? Who knows, while we’re there maybe you’ll decide to get something done?”

“Sango has been trying to get me to get a tattoo or something pierced with her for years, buddy. I’m guessing it’s something to do with her artistic way and if I won‘t do it with her, it’s not going to happen with you!” I crunched down on another peanut. “But I suppose going with you wouldn’t be to bad…”

“That’s a girl. Whenever, you feel up for it, give me a call,” he winked at me before heading out of the class. I blinked and looked around the class room which was empty. Some how while talking to the baka I missed the teacher dismissing up.

It seemed like the rest of the week just slowly crawled by. Even worse, Sesshomaru didn’t show up for class the rest of the week. It wasn’t that I was sad or missing him, merely that it was highly annoying. It had already been set up that Britt was going to meet us at our apartment and that we were going to head out for the great dress hunt from there.

Sango poked her head in my room and tossed my cell phone at me. “Kagome, you left your cell out in the living room and it’s ringing.”

I looked at the caller I.D. and was a bit perplexed to see it said “unknown.” “Hello?”

“Hiya, Kagome, Darling. It’s Izayoi. Inu Yasha gave me your number, I hope that alright.”

Sango plopped down on my bed and stared at me. “Who is it?” I held my finger to my lips giving her the silent command to shush it!

“Of course that alright Mrs. Tashio. How can I help you?”

“How many times do I have to tell you? It’s Izayoi. Mrs. Tashio is my, darling’s mother and boy was she ever a piece of work.”

“Alright… Izayoi what can I do for you?”

I could hear her giggling on the other line. “Well, as you know the whole next week is going to be like a giant fiesta for our town with rides, music, and finally concluding with the ball on Saturday. It’s a lot to do so I was wondering if you might be willing to be my go-to girl and help me out? I‘ll pay and I know how nervous you are about the dance part at the beginning and with my husband being home I can guarantee you’ll have a world class teacher at your beck and call. Way better then Inu Yasha, so what do you say?”

‘Damn it all.’ I weighed the options in my head. “Yeah, sure, why not?”

“That’s wonderful. Are you busy, today?”

“Actually, a couple of my friends and I are going out to go dress hunting, today.”

“Okay, well, how about you stop by the house tomorrow afternoon and will talk about this in greater detail? If you don’t find a dress, I have one that you could borrow that would look perfect on you as well. Ta-ta for now.”

Izayoi genteelly placed the phone back on its cradle and smirked.

“Well that smirk certainly can’t mean anything good,” Satoshi Tashio murmured as he nuzzled his nose into his wife’s neck. “Now can it?”

“Do you still have Sesshomaru going with you to all those god, awful founders committee meetings all next week?” she asked as she turned in his arms to face him.

“Yes, why?”

Reaching up she grabbed a hold of his tie and pulled him down towards her. “Something good, you’ll see,” she promised as she pressed her lips to his.

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< br> “How about this one?” Sango asked as she held a neon pink knee length dress up against herself.

“Good God, Sango! It’s a Ball not a brothel,” I sighed and untucked my legs from underneath and stood up. “I know you have a burning desire to be unique and stand out,” I elbowed Britt, “just so you know I call that the ‘artist factor.’ ”

Britt smiled and nodded in approval as she pulled her hair up in a pony tail. “Very nice.”

“Why thank you. Anyway, ‘artist factor’ or not, for Miroku‘s sake try not to over do it?” I walked over to a rack and started to go through them. None of them were really calling out “Sango.”

“It’s not like I care if the pervert likes what I wear or not,” she mumbled as she grabbed another dress and held it up to herself as she gazed at herself in the mirror. “He only gets slight consideration because he gave me his credit card to pay for it.”

“Uh huh,” Britt and I said in unison as we both rolled are eyes before busting out into a giggle fit.

“Now, this is the one, Sango,” I pulled the dress off the rack and held it out to her. It was a floor length dress with a sweetheart neckline that looked like someone had bedazzled it with silver and blue sequins. Right under the bodice there was a black band that wrapped around the dress. The skirt part of the dress was animal print that was covered in blue sheer fabric.

We ushered Sango into the changing room and handed her the dress. A short while later she stepped out in the Jovani original, looking spectacular.

“It’s defiantly a step above your classic ball gown with its contemporary animal print skirt and the sheer overlay and with the beaded strapless bodice. With that sweetheart neckline, you’re defiantly not going to find many other people wearing anything like it at the dance, Sango,” Britt informed Sango as I took a pic of it with my cell phone.

Sango ducked back into the changing room and changed before continuing the hunt for a dress for me. My phone vibrated in my hand announcing Jakotsu’s call.

“Hey, Jak, what’s up?” I asked as Sango held up a purple dress to me. I pretended to shove a finger down my throat and fake gagged earning a dirty look from her as she turned around and continued to the hunt.

“Where are you? I‘m at your apartment and only Shippo is there.”

“Oh that would be because the girls and I are out dress hunting. Why, what’s up?”

His voice went up an octave or two. “What do you mean ‘dress hunting’? Have you bought one yet?!”

“Naw, I‘m probably just going to borrow one from Inu Yasha‘s mom,” my eyes narrowed and I placed one of my hands on my hip. “And why do you care? I thought you were mad at me cus I was hanging out with Sesshomaru?”

He sighed in defeat. “I‘m not mad at you, Kagome. I‘m just mad… I‘m mad at myself, okay?”

“I just don‘t get you recently, Jak.”

“I know… can you come over, tonight?”

“Yeah, I‘ll drop by when we get done, okay?”

“Alright, Kag‘s so see you, later.”

I pressed the disconnect button and stared at the picture of Sango in her dress. “Oh God, I can just see it now, Miroku is going to show up wearing a animal print shirt if we send him a picture of this,” Sango and I locked eyes and she shook her head enthusiastically no.

“I‘m hungry, ladies. To the food court!” Sango held up the credit card she had just used to buy her dress. “It’s my treat.”

“You mean Miroku‘s?” I asked

“Same diff‘, ” We all laughed as we wondered over to the food court and got some food before finding a table to sit at. I stole one of Sango’s fries and dunked it into the ranch.

“It’s just ridicules, Kagome. You helped both of us find are dresses but you can‘t find one for yourself.” Britt complained as she shook her head in disbelief. Britt ended up getting a elegant long sexy black dress with silver beading outlining the edge of the dress that form around the bodice and the criss crossing back straps.

“She‘s just pouting because things aren’t going how she wants,” Sango explained as she slowly started to eat her hamburger piece by piece starting with the bun.

“What do you mean?” Britt asked confused as I shot a dirty look at her.

“She‘s cranky for two reasons, One because Jakotsu was suppose to make her dress for the ball and two because she thinks that ass hole, Sesshomaru Tashio, isn’t going to school because he‘s avoiding her. Which, personally, if he is or isn’t, I say its better for everyone. He does nothing but upset her.”

Picking a fry up, I chucked it at her hitting her square in the forehead. “You don‘t know him.”

She picked the fry up and sent it flying back at me. “Neither do you, you giant Care Bear!”

“At least, I‘m not a freak who has to pick apart her food!”

“Cuddler!” Sango yelled as she reached over started tickling my side.

Between laughing fits, I screamed out, “Sadomasochist!”

“Takes one to know one, hunny.”

We both stopped what we were doing when we heard Britt burst out laughing at full volume. When it finally stopped, there were sad looking tears in her eyes.

“Britt, are you alright? I‘m sorry, it’s all that idiot Sango‘s fault,” I rested my hand on her shoulder.

Sango handed her a couple napkins, “My fault, my ass.”

She shook her head no. “I‘m alright, really I am!” a sad small smile pulled at her lips. “It’s really wonderful how you two are such good friends. I use to have a best friend and we acted just like you guys so I guess this all brought back memories I hadn’t thought about in a while, is all.”

“Did you guys get in a fight or did she move or something?” Sango asked.

“No she…she isn’t in the union anymore, you could say.”

I elbowed Sango in the side “Uumm, actually Sango’s not that great plus she snores like no one’s business,” I retorted trying to lighted the mood.

“Snore, my ass,” Sango growled. “At least, I don‘t snore as bad as Josh.” she shoved a tomato in her mouth.

I burst out laughing. “Honey, no one snores as bad as him. It’s his ‘allergies,’ though. Wink, wink, nudge, nudge. Which just happens to be always!”

We finished eating and headed back to the apartment. Pulling into the parking spot, Sango grabbed her dress out of the trunk and said her goodbyes with Britt and said “she would see me upstairs” because apparently nature was calling. I helped Britt gather the dress and random other bags of stuff and put them in her car.

She slammed the trunk of her car closed. “Thanks for having me along. It’s been awhile since I’ve gotten out of the editing room and actually had fun.”

“Doesn’t your boyfriend, dearest take you out…” I smacked my forehead. “I’m sorry that was rude.”

“Kagome, I said ‘FUN.’ ” she winked at me before her eyes darted up towards the building where the light flicked on through the window to my apartment. “Sango is a good friend, don‘t ever take her for granted come good or bad times.”

“I could never she‘s like… no she is my sister.”

“Then you’re one of the lucky ones. Good night, Kagome. See you, Monday.”