InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Potsmokers: A Love Story ❯ It's Happening So Fast ( Chapter 5 )

 

 

Chapter 5

It's Happening So Fast.

 

 

 

Kagome stood before a tall, portly, middle-aged man in a blue uniform and a camera in his hand. Her first thought: Mom finally got up the courage to kill dad. Which turned out to be very wrong.

 

“H-Hello, officer, is… is something wrong?” her hands trembled in fear. And when Kagome was scared, she feared the worst. When she asked, the cop just chuckled and patted her on the shoulder. “Well, little missy, lets just say… me and the boys are gonna let you off with a warning this time, because by the looks of it, your mama's got this one.” And he left out the front door. Kagome swallowed, hard. She had never felt so much fear in her whole life. Because that cop was right.

 

She continued to stand there in the darkness of her living room for about seven straight minutes, hoping to god she didn't look or smell like she'd been smoking weed. But that wasn't her biggest fear, due to the fact that she knew that her mom didn't know about the weed. So, after taking an extremely deep breath, she stepped into the kitchen.

 

That had to be the most terrifying thing she had ever seen in her life.

 

Her mother was sitting at the kitchen table with her arms crossed and her eyes fixed directly on her daughter's face. “Welcome home.” She hissed. Kagome's eyes widened. “Mom…”

 

“What…the hell… were you THINKING, Kagome?!” she screamed, standing up and approaching her with all the flames of hell flying overhead. `I'm going to die.' Thought Kagome. She almost started to cry.

 

“I-I just…”

 

“NO. Skipping school? Ditching your family to go live at your friend's house for two days and not even thinking to call? Are you insane, or are you just fucking retarded, Kagome?!”

 

“But mom-”

 

“Hush. I cannot even look at you.” She turned and began to dramatically `loose balance', gripping a chair. “Go to your room… Don't fucking come out.”

 

 

The second Kagome got to her room and closed the door, she broke down into tears, throwing shit around and punching her mattress. She made sure to turn out the lights before doing so, due to the fact that they hadn't gotten her blinds yet and they did have neighbors. Plus, she needed to change into her pajamas.

 

She cried hysterically into her pillow for about twenty minutes before finally drifting off to sleep.

 

-

 

Tap, tap, tap.

 

Kagome woke, looking around.

 

Tap, tap, tap.

 

Kagome looked at her window and nearly screamed. Inuyasha was standing there, smiling.

 

She felt butterflies in her stomach as she unlocked her window and slid it open, automatically shivering from cold air. He crawled in onto her bed and shut it for her, immediately jumping her with the most warm and amazing hug she'd ever experienced.

 

The two laid there for around two minutes, just lost in this hug… Kagome had never felt anything quite like the feeling of another person nuzzling her neck that way. She could tell by the way he smelled and the way that he was acting that he'd probably been getting high ever since they separated that afternoon. This was fine by her. She'd much rather have him be high then be in a bad mood.

 

“What are you doing here…?” she asked him in an innocent little voice. He rested his head on his hands held up on his forearms, staring down at her. “I needed to see you, Kagome.” A kiss. “I missed you.” Another kiss. “I couldn't stop thinking about you.” He didn't kiss her this time, just stared at her for a few minutes before taking his next step.

 

“Kagome?” he asked softly. She nodded, in complete bliss and disbelief that this was actually happening. He leaned down closer. “I wanna taste you…” he murmured, nuzzling her cheek gently and using his left hand to stroke her inner thigh like he had been in the car earlier. Her breaths became saccade and quick, her heartbeat speeding up yet again. Biting her lip, she almost moaned. Right as his hand was an inch away from her panties, he jumped off of her and lay beside her in a movement that played out in half a second.

 

Kagome was confused and, suddenly, feeling a little shy. She rolled over on her side and stared at him. “What's wrong?” she tilted her head to the side. He sighed and rubbed his eyelids with the flats of his palms, turning to stare at her with tinted red cheeks and bloodshot eyes. She smiled. He didn't smile back. “Kagome… I'm sorry, I feel like an asshole.” He stated shyly. She blinked. “Why…?”

 

“Because we've been dating for 10 hours and I've pretty much made an ass out of myself…”

 

Kagome blushed. “Inuyasha… It's okay. I mean… I've never even kissed a guy before today. But, you know, I'm sixteen years old and I've been waiting for a guy…” she stopped in lack of confidence, turning even redder all over. Inuyasha watched her with a small smile as she continued. “…I've been waiting for a guy like you.” She assured him with a boost of confidence. However, she was halfway kidding, because she was not ready to go and have sex with the guy. She hoped he didn't take her words the wrong way.

 

It was then when he crawled onto her, with his forearms resting on either side of her shoulders, one leg beside her hip, and his other leg was pressed up between her thighs. She tightened and bit her tongue. But then, he gave her a heart-stopping smile… and kissed her. Just a quick kiss. Nothing serious.

 

“Kagome… listen to me, okay? I need you to hear me out.” He stroked her leg as she spoke and it made her shiver. “Yeah…?” she said in an almost-moan, feeling half terrified, half… aroused? Was this what it felt like to feel aroused? Whatever it felt like, it was amazing, and she kind of wanted more.

 

Inuyasha took her face in his hand and kissed her softly. After a brief peck, and a soft kiss on the neck, then collar bone, he pulled away again, shaking his head. He could not believe himself. “Fuck…” he mumbled, rolling off the bed and standing up. Kagome shook her head. “What…? What's wrong, Inuyasha?” she sat up and stared at him questioningly, causing guilt to hit him like a ton of bricks.

 

He had never mentioned anything about his past to her. She didn't know anything about him, and that was not what he had intended with her. Here's this beautiful… gorgeous girl, with the most beautiful blue eyes, a petite, pristine, never-been-touched body, and a huge heart- and he'd just violated her. Pressured her into a situation that she wasn't even prepared to handle. And the poor girl didn't even know what he had been through. How dare he fucking capture her like a trapped rabbit. Just the very thought of…K…Kikyo's name was torture to him. But he knew it was time to tell her.

 

“I can't fucking do this, Kagome.”

 

“Shh, keep your voice down, my mom will hear you!” Kagome whispered harshly.

 

“Listen to me.” Inuyasha sat on the edge of the bed. His heart ached. He knew this was it…He just didn't want it to be…

 

With a heavy heart and an aching conscious, he turned to her and looked her dead in the eyes as if he was going to start to cry. Kagome, who was obviously concerned, placed her hand on his cheek. “What is it, Inuyasha…? What are you trying to tell me…”

 

Her voice… her tiny, innocent voice was killing him inside.

 

“It's not what it looks like, man! Come on, man!”

 

He could hear that…that asshole's voice in his head. The day that he walked in on the love of his life, getting tongue-fucked by a manwhore.

 

“INUYASHA! Please!”

 

Kikyo's voice as he sped down the street and out of her life. Now, that rich slut was flashing her shit all over the city at some big private Catholic school, where the only thing that has anything to do with God… is the crucifix hanging in every room. He'd heard from Miroku that she'd been fucking some big-time college football player and had an abortion after fucking a whole string of dicks at a frat party.. Miroku's stories can be mangled and demented, but he didn't doubt that she'd start dating a hot-shot just to improve her “image”.

 

You see, when Kikyo and Inuyasha were dating, she'd been the quiet little art geek. The girl with the bangs that covered her eyes and the cool vintage outfit you couldn't take in with just one glance. But as their relationship progressed, over the eleven months they were together, she'd befriended Kagura Tagachi. The queen bee. The school bitch. Men wanted her and women wanted to be her. She was a senior trying to get in a freshmen's business, and it worked. Suddenly she was trading her Slipknot CD's for hair straightener money. She ditched Hot Topic for Hollister. Her black eyeliner turned into blue eye shadow. She went from drinking Coke to doing coke. All for Kagura. Then she got tongue-fucked by a manwhore.

 

Yet they still lost their virginities to each other, and he was not proud of it…How do you tell your new girlfriend something like that?

 

“Inuyasha…Inuyasha, please!”

 

That wasn't Kikyo's voice. It was Kagome's voice. He turned again and stared at her, long and hard, for a long time. And it wasn't until her mouth opened to speak when he silenced her. “Listen… I have to tell you something, Kagome. And… you aren't gonna like it. Before we started dating…” His voice cracked slightly. It was obvious that he was trying to keep from crying. Kagome shook her head. “Inuyasha, look, if something bad happened in your past, I don't want it to affect us. I wanna be happy with you. I don't wanna have to go home at night and cry about your stupid past, because, well, here I am.”

 

He looked at her, and she had the most beautiful smile spread across her perfect face… His heart nearly stopped.

 

“But Kagome, I-”

 

“Hush!” she placed a hand over his mouth. “I don't care, Inuyasha. It's over. It's the past. I don't care.” She leaned forward and slowly inched her head forward to give him a kiss when- she turned her head and kissed his cheek out of nervousness.

 

“Kagome…” he smiled at her, placing a hand on her shoulder. “I don't wanna sit here and lie through my teeth to you.”

 

“Oh, be my guest! Hide it all. You aren't bringing anymore drama into this girl's life. That is the goddamn truth.” She ran her fingers through her bangs and yawned. Inuyasha sighed and nodded. “Okay, Kagome. But the whole heavy petting thing… that was just me being high and horny. I'm not gonna jump right in. I know you've got your innocence…” he leaned down, slowly pushing her back onto her pillow. “But I do wanna give you something special.” And he kissed her.

 

While his lips were pressed against hers in a chaste fashion, he wrapped his arms around her back and pulled her up against him. He could feel her gasp a little- an opportunity he used to slide his tongue into her mouth.

 

As he slowly but surely taught her the tools of the trade, he could feel her writhe beneath him. It was almost like a dance… he'd waited for quite awhile to feel her tongue against his, moving and massaging and caressing his mouth with her soft lips. The new couple shared a long, lazy kiss for what seemed like an hour, Kagome shuddering when she felt him slide his hand up and down her arm. She was so new to this kind of thing, and he knew it. But somehow, she caught on very quickly. So quickly that, when they finally parted, she couldn't speak.

 

The two laid there and stared at each other for a couple minutes, lost in one another. He had her wrapped up in his arms, stroking her upper arm as if she were cold and he was trying to keep her warm. They laid like this for about ten minutes before the worst thing that could have possibly happened, happened.

 

…Well, close.

 

Down the hall, Inuyasha could hear a baby screaming and crying. He looked at Kagome for answers. She looked around frantically. “Shit, get in the closet!” she whispered harshly. He sat up and pushed the window up and open with his fingers, earning a frown from Kagome. “Where are you going?”

 

He had already jumped out the window and out of sight.

 

-

 

Kagome sighed sadly and closed the window as quietly as possible when she heard her mother's footsteps coming towards her room, as well as an increasingly loud crying. A few seconds later, the door screeched open and in walked her mother, holding a bawling Rin.

 

“Why are you up? And why is it so freezing in this room?” she stared suspiciously at her strangely awake daughter. Kagome blinked. Her mother only rolled her eyes and shook her head as if she were saying, “Jesus Christ!” and said to her, “Have you been out tonight? Fooling around with your friends all over God's green earth?”

 

“NO, mom. Rin woke me up. And why aren't you feeding her?” Kagome stood up and walked to her, only to have her back turned on her. Rin's crying grew louder. Within a couple of seconds, Sota stepped into the doorway rubbing his eye and yawning. “Mom, I can't sleep with Rin-”

 

“Hush up and deal with it, both of you.” Their mother snapped, proceeding to walk down the hall towards the kitchen. Sota entered Kagome's room looking like he'd just stepped out of a 30-year nap. His eyes were drooping and his shoulders were sagging. “Kagome… why is mom so mean all the time?” he walked to her bed and sat on the edge. “She's worse then dad was.”

 

Kagome pulled him against her and hugged him, heaving a great sigh. “Well… mom is very stressed, Sota. We don't have a lot of money. Me sneaking around today didn't help the situation.”

 

“You snuck out? When?” Sota jumped as if it was the most incredible thing he'd ever heard of. Kagome laughed. “Well, I just didn't want to be home last night. It's bad enough that you had to be.”

 

“I hear talking in there! Go to SLEEP!” their mother's shouts.

 

Sota frowned. Kagome smiled. “Hey, sleep in here with me tonight. I hate you sleeping out on the couch.” She patted him on the back. He smiled and nodded. “Okay, sis.”

 

-

 

Silence.

 

Pure and utter silence.

 

Sango stared at her hands on the steering wheel, holding back tears of stupidity and worthless pain.

 

“Look, Sango. I asked you to meet me here because I really… I need to talk to you.”

 

She swallowed hard and looked down at her thighs etched with lines from streetlight shadows. She couldn't look at him. But she knew he was looking at her…

 

“Sango, please, will you at least respond?”

 

“…”

 

She sniffed, ignoring a tear that fell from her left eye. She didn't want to make her conscious aware that the once-love-of-her-life was a foot away. Talking to her, looking at her, trying to get her to speak, but she wouldn't. Miroku had been a total nymphomaniac while they dated, who said he'd be different? She would not fall for that…

 

“Okay, well…” Miroku reached for the door handle and pulled until the clicking noise sounded, signifying that the door had opened. He heard her sniffle, and pushed the door open the rest of the way. “I just want you to know that I've changed, Sango… and if you're ever willing to see me again, well… who am I kidding…” he stood up and out of the car. “You never will.” Slam.

 

Sango gripped the steering wheel tightly and shook violently whilst sobbing and gasping. She must have been crying for two minutes when she decided that she'd made a mistake, and slammed on the gas.

 

She drove down past the park, remembering how he used to always cut through on his way home. She spent a few minutes glancing around the trees and down the sidewalk before she finally saw him slip past the tennis courts. With a groan of desperate measures, she pulled the keys from the ignition and practically fell out of her car.

 

“Miroku, wait! Wait!” she cried, regaining poise and running to him. He turned towards her and gasped when he saw her running towards him, screaming, “Wait!”

 

“Sango…?” he smiled in disbelief.

 

Sango stopped before him, panting. “Mi…Miroku, I…” she forced out. He stepped forward. “Are you alright? Have you been crying?” he placed his hand on her cheek.

 

That touched caused so many memories to flood back into her head. Memories of their rollercoaster relationship. At school, fooling around in the faculty bathroom, after school in her bedroom, weekends in his bedroom, at their friend's sleepovers… even in the very park they were standing in.

 

“Miroku… I'm so sorry.” She whispered, looking into his eyes for the first time in god knows how long. He shook his head slowly, never breaking contact with her eyes. “Sango… don't be. You know that it was all my fault in those days. I just want to forget about it… I mean, you didn't even wanna be my friend or anyth-”

 

She silenced him with a spontaneous kiss, grabbing his shoulders with the thought that he might take off.

 

Never in her entire life had she been so terrified. Like a deer in the headlights, she jumped backwards and away from him, staring at him with wide eyes. He was staring back at her with a soft expression on his face.

 

There they were. Ex almost-lovers standing together at a crossroads of life.

 

…Well, maybe not that drastic.

 

Sango knew for sure that she had to have been the world's biggest loser for kissing him. All she could feel was the dragging feeling that, when this whole `stand next to each other until somebody talks' thing was over, she'd walk away with little to no confidence and a biting sense of self-realization.

 

But her thoughts were wrong.

 

“Sango…” Miroku stepped up to her and cupped the back of her head, indulging in a deep, sensuous kiss with the beautiful girl he'd never wished away. Sango nearly fainted, caught in a crescendo, isolated somewhere between confusion and need. For the first time in a long, long time, she lifted her arms and wrapped them around his neck.

 

Their kiss turned into a lot more in time. What was once a deep, chaste show of affection escalated into a physical war between the two hormone-corrupted kids. Each mouth fought for domination as they grew progressively close to the playground.

 

A sense of panic arose in Sango when she felt the backs of her knees meet the cold plastic of the first step leading to the jungle gym. Thank god, he stopped her first.

 

“Sango…” he panted, his hands firm on her shoulders. Her lips were wet and swollen red from making out with him. So what, she'd allowed herself to dive right back in… she missed it more then she could say. And she was more then ready for what was to come. “What is it…?” she asked innocently, pink tinting her cheeks, a mixture of frostbite and shyness; blushing.

 

“This is why you left me in the first place. We have to st-”

 

She stopped him with a hand over his mouth. “Shut the fuck up. I broke up with you because you were a pressure whore. Don't think I didn't enjoy the shit we did, I loved it.”

 

“Then why did you leave me.” He stared hard at her. She clenched her fists. “Hmm, I don't know, maybe because there's more to love to fucking! Maybe I didn't want you unbuttoning my pants every time we dry fucked-”

 

“Yeah, because dry-fucking isn't just screaming, `Lets have sex!' Sango, you're a tease and you know it. I was never bad to you. I loved you. I still love you. I wasn't using you!”

 

“I know you weren't using me…” she felt tears burning behind her eyes. What could she possibly say to that…? He still loved her? A million emotions flew through her mind, rushing straight into her heart like waves upon waves of confusion. She didn't break up with him because she didn't love him, she broke up with him because he'd show up, they'd fool around, and he'd go home. She didn't want that.

 

“Why are you doing this to me…?” Miroku asked quietly. The look of pain and confusion etched across his face said a million words that he dared not speak.

 

She didn't answer.

 

“Why did you have to go and lead me on tonight, Sango? That kiss said a lot more then you're telling me! Why are you still standing there if you don't want anything to do-”

 

She kissed him then. And this was the deal-sealer she'd hoped to god would get the point across; “I do wanna be with you, idiot!!”

 

They waged a war against each other yet again, submerging themselves to the cold playground. Sango just didn't care. She wanted this. She missed this. And by god… She didn't give two shits that he was already on top of her, taking advantage of the situation, sliding his hand up her back under her shirt and fumbling with her bra clasp.

 

“I want,” kiss. “you,” nip. “back,” lick. “Miroku, I don't even fucking care.”

 

Right as he was pulling her shirt up, exposing her toned tummy to the frigid air, his actions were caught short.

 

“What the hell do we have here? Buddies.”

 

Sango slammed her fist down on the plastic flooring of the jungle gym. “Inuyasha, I swear to GOD…”

 

“I'm going to your place. No worries.” He flashed them a grin, and he was gone, continuing the cut he made through Kindlewood Park on his way back to his house.

 

-

Monday Morning

-

 

“Kagome, your rebellious school-skipping friend is here to pick you up!”

 

Kagome groaned in her bed. It was that time already…? She glanced at the clock, then the heap of clothes she'd wanted to wear to school on the floor beside her bed. “Shit.” She mumbled, falling out of bed in nothing but a bra and undies.

 

-

 

Inuyasha sat outside in the passenger seat of Miroku's car, feet tapping the dashboard to the beat of Green Day's “Holiday”.

 

“So, man, are you and Sango like, officially back together, finally?” he glanced over at Miroku, who was visibly stoned beyond belief behind the wheel. He jumped a little when he realized he'd been questioned, eyes bulging slightly and head shaking for a second. “Jesus, dude, you scared the shit out of me.” He placed his hands on the wheel. “Yeah, man. She let me get under her bra Saturday night. After I fucked around with her boobs, I begged her, man. I just begged her to take me back. So yeah, man. I guess we're finally back together, man.” It's necessary for stoned teenage boys to add “man” to the end of everything.

 

Inuyasha smiled. He hadn't had a smoke that morning. He wanted to see his beautiful new girlfriend, Kagome- he had never been so happy in his life, and they'd only been dating for two days. But how could he tell her? How could he even begin to tell her about his past, about… Kikyo? She hadn't even let him tell her when he tried, surely her opinions hadn't changed. She was willing to give him a fresh start. Help him forget about… her.

 

Then he heard the slam of her front door shutting- earning a yelp from Miroku.

 

He turned his head and his whole face lit up. Kagome was making a mad dash for the car, dressed in her big, black baggy pants with a pink studded belt, a tight, long-sleeved black thermal top with pink star designs around the hem, and a chest-cut sweater jacket with a fur-trimmed hood. She looked so cute. “Hey!” he called out the window. She slowed down once she got to the passenger door and just stared at Miroku. “Erm, is this Miroku?” she asked in a quiet voice. He did the whole jump-blink-head shaking move and looked at her, grinning. “What's up? You must be the famous Kagome!” he exclaimed. She glanced at Inuyasha. “He's stoned,” He mouthed. She nodded.

 

“And you must be the famous Miroku.” She reached in through the window, across Inuyasha, and shook his hand. He held it in fascination longer then necessary, but she'd understood these weird gestures ever since she'd gotten high on Friday. Which, by the way, she looked forward to trying again, really soon.

 

“Get in, Kags, we're gonna be late.” Inuyasha smiled at her, almost laughing at her look of horror as Miroku fell into another strange daze.

 

“Okay. Miroku,” he unbuckled his seatbelt and opened the car door, stepping outside. He paused to kiss Kagome before running to the other side and opening Miroku's door, causing him to jump-blink-shake. “Holy shit, dude, what?!” he asked as if there were a thousand naked cops in the car with him. Inuyasha grabbed his arm and helped him out. “Dude. I am not letting you drive Kagome to school.” He flashed her a wink that she would never understand, not even far beyond the many chapters of this story.

 

-

 

It was around noon when Kagome decided that she was going to start thinking about her life, and how she would handle it now that she had a boyfriend, and well… a soon-to-be `hobby'. Lunch had just ended, with many girls and their boyfriends remaining outside in wonder as snow began to fall for the first time all year.

 

She wasn't out there for the snow. She was out there to brainstorm the way things would play out in her newly-exciting life. She'd definitely wanted to continue smoking. That was a given. But she had a boyfriend now, too, something she'd never experienced but always dreamed of having. The most perfect boy on earth. His beautiful blue eyes and his silky black hair were one thing. Then there was his smile… the cherry on top of the most beautifully sculpted body she had ever seen.

 

He was so physically perfect. But what about mentally? She'd only known him for a month now.

 

When they'd had their first intimate encounter just a couple days earlier, she felt so right to be in his arms. She loved it. And when she'd gotten high with him, well fuck. That felt amazing.

 

All she could think of now was… what did he try to tell her? He'd tried desperately to get something off his chest. But she told him no, because all that would lead to would be sadness.

 

The bell rang a few minutes later, signifying that it was time to go to class. Kagome heaved a great sigh and gathered her things, speeding up a little too fast on her way down the snowy knoll. She fell right down on her ass, and a few black girls standing against the wall erupted with laughter. Kagome's whole face turned red in sadness and embarrassment and she nearly fell again trying to get up. When she finally got up, the first thing she saw was a silver mustang pulling up beside the school. One of the doors opened and the popular school skank, Vanessa Michelle, stumbled out. She was obviously out to lunch (against school rules) getting high or drinking. The school sluts were known for such.. activities.

 

Kagome watched her stumble her way to the school doors, laughing and flipping off her friends in the Mustang while they hurled joking insults out the window.

 

“Bye bitch! Have fun failing your test, whore!” a girl yelled out the window.

 

“Whatever, have fun fucking Brendon at private school, Kikyo!” Vanessa flipped her off, laughing her ass off. She then went inside.

 

“Okay…” Kagome mumbled, curious as to how people were able to blatantly insult each other for no apparent reason then laugh about it like it was nothing.

 

Whatever, she thought with a shrug, making her way inside the side doors to the school.

 

 

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Yes… Notice the little plot twist. That was THE Kikyo inside of the mustang, but why? Well, you're going to have to wait to find out.

By the way.. I will NOT put you guys through another wait like that. I'm SO sorry, I was in a writer's block, but now I've got it all planned out. Byeas!!