InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Never Forever ❯ Ch.13 ( Chapter 13 )

Ch.13

 

The night and day went by fast for Kagome. Sango didn't come home until five in the morning though she was drunk as hell with Miroku attached to her hip. Kagome barely stirred from her sleep until Sango and Miroku crashed on top of her trying to have wild sex. They more or less succeeded at laughing at every painful groan Kagome let out as she was squished by the two drunken bodies atop her.

 

Kagome finally managed to push them off her and went into Sango's bed figuring that she should allow the two to have their sex. From the sounds of it, they passed out soon after she left. She sighed and rolled over. She was lonely. She was alone. Her two best friends were moving on in life while she wasn't. Kikyou had never needed a man to function. She was a lone wolf, while Sango had her man and they were going to be living together. It was early in the morning when Kagome finally fell asleep and she only got a couple of hours of sleep.

 

She got up with a sigh and walked to the bathroom. After looking at herself in the mirror, she discovered that she has huge dark circles under her eyes. Her face was pale and her hair was matted with no life in it at all.

 

She never was a morning person, but today she felt particularly lousy. She brought up one hand to cheek and found it was warm under the cool flesh of her palm. She then felt her forehead and it, too was burning up. She felt ugly. Ugly and depressed.

 

Blood trickled down her arm as she broke the mirror with a fierce punch. As it shattered pieces lodged themselves into her body like needles. She didn't cry out in pain or shriek as they pierced her flesh. Instead she smiled maniacally as she slowly sunk to the floor and curled herself into a little ball. She began to rock back and forth as streams of blood gushed down her body, staining the cool ceramic floor.

 

Miroku and Sango leaped from the bed when they heard the sound of shattered glass, thinking that it was a burglar. They quickly regretted the action as the vile taste of puke rose into their throats. Together they ambled over to the bathroom, not caring if there was a thief in her home or not; they needed to throw up. When they reached the bathroom Sango cried out as she saw her best friend huddled up in a ball rocking back and forth with glass surrounding her. “Kagome,” she cried as blood leaked from her friend's body. “You need to get to a doctor.” Sango explained as she crept across the floor, careful not to cut her feet on the razor sharp glass.

 

“No, I'll be fine.” Kagome told her. “I just think I have a fever.” She continued absently.

 

Sango knelt down beside her and put her hand to her friend's forehead. “For Christ's sakes Kagome, you're burning up! What happened to you?!” She demanded angrily.

 

 

“Uh nothing, I just slipped and hit the mirror.” Kagome lied.

 

“Yeah, right.” Miroku said sarcastically as he stood behind Sango. He too felt her forehead and snapped his hand back from the heated flesh. He bent down and picked her up in his arms. “I'm taking you to a doctor.”

 

Kagome, who was too exhausted to even argue, simply nodded as she drifted back to sleep. Her head fell limply to the side as she was lulled back to sleep.

 

She woke up hours later in a blue gown in a rather uncomfortable bed with an IV attached to her arm. All the gashes along her arms were bandaged up and the gates were up around her, surrounding the bed, and not allowing her to fall out of it. She glanced around the room curiously and noticed Sango sitting across the room on Miroku's lap; her head tucked into his neck as she slept.

 

Kagome wanted to call out to them and tell them she was all right and awake. She almost did, but then Sango gave a soft mewl. They looked so comfortable and serene that she decided to just leave them there.

 

She closed her eyes and soon she too was asleep in the small hospital room.

 

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He growled loudly as he saw them depart from the restaurant hand in hand. Did she forget that they were supposed to meet tomorrow night at the club? It was supposed to be him holding open the cab door open for her, and making her laugh at all his corny jokes. Not his friend.

 

As the young waiter walked by he tugged on his sleeve, causing him to halt and spill three of the drinks on his tray.

 

“Bring me my bill.” The customer groaned out. He was supposed to be meeting his brother here, but he was already ten minutes late. He knew that Sesshomaru was always punctual which meant that he wouldn't show at all.

 

All he had ordered was a glass of red wine, he was already regretting not ordering something stronger. He decided that a shot of vodka would be nice at that moment.

 

He didn't understand why he was so upset about this. It was just a girl. A prostitute. But even as he processed this information through his mind, he felt as though he should protect her from the troubles of the world. It wasn't love. He couldn't be in love after only two steamy sex sessions. He did, however, have a strange feeling that if they kept meeting and talking that it might result in something pretty damn close to love.

 

After the waiter came with his check, he quickly handed over his credit card and signed the bill. After that was done, he stood up and left the restaurant in a hurry. Any one could see that he was trying to get out of there as fast as possible.

 

Inuyasha had quit smoking months before. The whole “being a doctor” alerted him of all the side affects of smoking, but he was really, really craving one at the moment. He pulled out his wallet and grabbed the one cigarette he had hidden in the very back just for emergencies. Only this wasn't an emergency, it was just his friend getting some action with a very attractive young lady with stunning blue eyes and silky raven hair.

 

He shook his head and asked the man beside him for a light. The man gave him his lighter and the end of the cigarette sparked to life.

 

He inhaled deeply; black smoke clogging his lungs as nicotine ate at his inner neck. But it was so relaxing. He firmly placed the half-finished cigarette in his puckered lips and began to stretch his arms.

 

He shook his head and pulled out his cell phone. He thought about calling somebody but they would all be busy. Miroku was with Sango, Naraku was probably fucking Kagome senseless, his brother wasn't an option, and Kaede would be watching the children. Shit! He had forgotten to pick up Shippo from her once he got off work. He dialed the number of the old baby sitter from heart. As it rang he jumped back and forth on the balls of his heels. “Hello?” Her crackling voice said.

 

“I'm sorry I'm late. I didn't have the chance to-“ He said in a nervous panic.

 

“Inuyasha, calm down.” She soothed. “I said that you wanted him to stay for a sleep over. Rin is here, too. Don't worry, he doesn't think that you forgot him.” She said knowingly.

 

He sighed in relief. The young fox demon was known to hold a grudge for immense periods of time. “All right, thanks a bunch. Uh, I guess I'll pick him up tomorrow, if that's all right?”

 

“Yes, come over when ever you want.” She said kindly before hanging up on the distressed hanyou. His eyes began to bleed red as he remembered the sight of Kagome and Naraku hand in hand just a few minutes ago. He blinked it back and shook his head trying to rid himself of the memory that seemed to call out his demon blood.

 

He closed his cell and tapped the spare ash off the tip of his cigarette. He gave a low sigh and turned to get back to his car when he saw a woman standing in front of him. “What's the matter there?” She asked politely.

 

“None of your business.” He replied sharply to the loose woman before him.

 

 

“Come on Inuyasha. You can't say you don't remember me.” She said huskily.

 

“Oh, I can't, but I really wish I could.” Inuyasha told her.

 

“So I give you a phenomenal offer to forget whatever love sick troubles your having, and you treat me like dirt! That's not very polite.” She said walking up to him. “Now say you're sorry.” She said before she went behind him and began to massage his back. “So tight.” She grunted as ground her hips and large breasts into him. “I can fix that.” She told him as she began to kiss his neck seductively.

 

There were no more words said as he grabbed her hand and led her off to his car. They drove quickly to his house where he carried her into his house and ripped off Kikyou's clothes before smothering her in attempts to settle the strong ache in his chest where his heart should have been.

 

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It was early the next morning when Kagome woke up alone in her cool bed. For the first time in days, she could no longer feel the painful ache in her temples. She sighed when she saw that Miroku and Sango were gone from the chair that they had slept in the night before. Or was it the night before? She wasn't exactly sure anymore. Who knew how long she had been asleep for.

 

Her eyes darted around the room. After spying what she had been looking for, she sat up. She flinched and fell back against the bed. Her hand automatically reached for her forehead, as she became devastatingly dizzy.

 

She tried once more, but this time more slowly after realizing that slow was the way to go. She spun on her butt and put her bare feet on the cold tile floor. She braced herself with her arms as she stood up though she immediately collapsed. Just as she had suspected, her legs were asleep from the countless hours in the hospital. She lay still not budging. She wiggled her toes as she waited for her legs to get the blood back flowing in them. After a couple of minutes she decided it was time to go to her long awaited destination. The bathroom.

 

She stood up and grabbed at her IV, trying to keep herself standing as she wobbled back and forth. She limped over to the bathroom and slammed the door behind her, before comfortably settling herself on the toilet. Once her business was done she stood up and washed her hands. Above the sink in the cramped bathroom was a mirror. She looked surprisingly good considering she was in a hospital. Her hair was still matted and lifeless, her skin was still sickly pale, but for the first time in days she felt alive. Her eyes were awake and bright, ready for the world and, although she could barely walk, she felt the world didn't have a challenge she could not complete. Stress was not an issue and she was not living on unnecessary hours of sleep.

 

 

She hobbled out of the bathroom and into the dingy room. She noted that the curtains were pulled shut and the door was closed. She thought she was the only life in the room but she noticed a young girl over in the bed across the room from where hers was. She was young and pale, only about 13 or 14. Kagome wondered why the girl wasn't in the children's ward but she shrugged it off. The girl had shoulder-length black hair pulled back into a pony-tail, a straight nose and colorless lips pulled into a small pout.

 

Kagome walked over to the unconscious girl, trying to find an ID of some sort. Soon she eyed a bright blue bracelet with all her information on it. Kaharu was the girl's name. She looked like she hadn't been up in ages, although there were signs that she was being properly taken care of; for example her face glowed with cleanliness.

 

She stared at the girl for a while wondering what had happened to her. She gave a long sigh and returned to her bed, carefully plopping herself onto it. She sat there reminiscing the past couple of events before she heard cheerful laughter in the hall. Her spirits immediately lifted as she heard the content chuckle of Sango. Before she knew it the door had swung open to reveal her and Miroku hand in hand. “Sango!” Kagome squealed.

 

“Kagome!” Squealed Sango girlishly. “You're awake! They said you should wake up soon, but I w-wasn't sure!” She sniffled as tears began to poor down her cheeks.

 

“Oh, Sango don't cry!” Kagome whimpered pathetically, standing up.

 

“Kagome get your ass back in that bed!” Sango ordered, all traces of tears gone, as she saw her friend's attempts to reach her. Kagome smiled brightly as she sat back down and her friend ran up to her. “I'm so sorry we weren't here when you woke up! This bitchy nurse kicked us out `cause of visiting hours!” She fumed.

 

“Haha. That's okay. I'm just glad you came!” Kagome said, her eyes shimmering.

 

“They say you can go tonight if you want. Well, if you woke up today like they suspected that is.” She informed hugging the girl closely. Miroku remained in the back of the room, surveying the display with interest, a small smile playing at his lips.

 

“Really!” Kagome cried.

 

“Yeah! They said you hadn't got enough sleep for the past month or something. And you were stressed out of your mind. Girl, you never told me about all this shit! You and me are going to have a long talk. If you feel up to it, that is.” She said remembering the distressed girl's condition.

 

“I feel wonderful! I just really want a cup of coffee.” She sighed dreamily.

 

 

“You mean like this one?” Asked Sango playfully. She tilted her head at Miroku who was attempting to balance three foam cups of coffee. Kagome squealed so loudly that she was surprised that Koharu hadn't woken up.

 

“Yes!”

 

“Ha, we bought you one. If you weren't awake I was going to drink it.” Sango said appreciatively.

 

“You are the greatest!” Kagome said before giving a dazzling smile. Miroku walked over, careful not to spill any of the scalding liquid onto his arms. He handed one cup to each of the ladies before taking a sip of his own coffee. “Um, stupid question.” Said Kagome. “What day is it?”

 

“It's Saturday. Don't worry. You've only been asleep for one night and you haven't missed anything.” Sango told her comfortingly.

 

“That's good. I have to work the club tonight.” She told her friends.

 

“No you're not! Even though your fevers gone, you are staying home with me tonight!” Sango urged.

 

“Fine,” Kagome sighed in defeat, once Sango put her mind to something; it was as good as done. Kagome took a long slurp of her coffee and her exterior immediately brightened. “That feels so much better.”

 

Kagome gulped up the coffee, nearly drowning as it burned down her throat. “Do you feel well enough to have a little chat?” Sango asked. As much as Kagome was dreading this little talk she knew Sango would never forget it and would keep pestering her until she agreed.

 

“Yeah, I'm good to go.” Kagome replied finishing her coffee.

 

“Alright. Miroku, do you mind?” She asked him. When he shook his head, she stood up from her kneeling position and ushered him out the door. She swiftly grabbed a chair and pulled it over to Kagome's bedside. “What's the matter sweetie?” She asked encouragingly. “Why are you so stressed?”

 

“Everything is being so difficult!” Kagome wailed as tears began to drip down the sides of her cheeks.

 

“Like what?” She urged.

 

 

“Kikyou left and now you're leaving too. Not that I'm upset about that! I'm so happy for you! Naraku is a complete idiot and the only reason I'm seeing him is because of stupid Inuyasha!” She shouted into the air as tears dribbled down her cheeks.

 

“Miroku's friend Inuyasha?” Sango asked dubiously. “He must have really meant something to you.”

 

“I dunno. I just can't forget him!” She yelled angrily. “His dark amber eyes, his silver mane, and his adorable dog ears! His laugh, his voice, his body! I can't forget anything! I hate him!”

 

“Kagome,” Sango said before enveloping the younger girl into a tight embrace, “he's an asshole. You don't need him!” Tears leaked from her eyes. She didn't know that Kagome had been so miserable.

 

“I'm going to forget him, Sango. I'm going to do it!” She said fiercely. “Thanks for this talk.” She said appreciatively. “Um, I'm feeling a little tired. Do you mind?” She asked honestly. Drowsiness was working an enticing spell and she no longer trusted her body to obey her commands.

 

“Not at all, Kagome. I'll see you in a couple of hours. Enjoy your nap.” She said, returning her chair back to the rightful place before leaving the room. Kagome closed her eyes and before she knew it she was drifting off into peaceful sleep.