InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Probably Wouldn't Be This Way ❯ Kagome Can't Forget ( Chapter 1 )

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Turtlequeen2: After that long vote and wait, I’m finally posting this! This took so long because I was publishing my other fanfics and I was trying for the best quality on this one as to the Prologue. This is a Continuation fan fiction.

Thanks for the support! Also bit thanks to Kagura615 for helping out!

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Chapter 1

Kagome Can’t Forget

Houjou walked up the Higurashi Shrine steps and found Kagome sitting under the Goshinboku. It was night out so he couldn’t tell that she was crying. Her bangs covered her eyes.

“Higurashi-san, are you ready,” he asked nervously. Kagome looked up and sniffled, trying to stop the tears from flowing.

“Hai, Houjou-kun,” she responded, her voice more hoarse than she thought.

His eyebrows knitted together in confusion. “Are you okay Higurashi? If you’re not feeling well, we can do this another time…”

“No, I’m fine. It must be allergies,” Kagome lied, standing up and smiling at him. Being the dense boy he was, he believed her. He escorted her to his car and opened the door for her, allowing her to get in. She nodded, giving him her silent gratitude. “So, Houjou-kun, where are you taking me,” she asked, curious to know.

“The new restaurant in town. It’s supposed to be really fancy,” the schoolboy replied.

“It isn’t too expensive is it?”

“Not much, why?”

“I’d feel awful if you had to spend so much money on me,” she responded meekly.

He smiled at her. “Is that all? Don’t worry Higurashi-san, I can afford it.” She lightly blushed at his kindness. It was something she was not used to, except from Kouga. As the wolf’s name came across her mind, she immediately silenced her thoughts. ’No! I will not think of the past! I will enjoy myself tonight,’ she decided in her mind, the look of determination on her face.
They arrived at the restaurant and Kagome was in awe. How could Houjou afford a place like this?! It was extravagant! The place had valet parking and lush furnishings inside. She knew that many people of status must have eaten here. Kagome stared at all the finely dressed people while Houjou went to get their table.

“This place is amazing! How can you pay for this all,” Kagome gushed after they were seated.

“I saved up money from working at Mother’s shop all the time,” Houjou explains simply. After the waiter takes their order, they converse about school life and such.

Kagome smiled warmly at the boy…no man, that she grew up with. They were sitting by a large window that was overlooked the Tokyo sidewalks. Many people were passing by with urgent expressions on their faces. Like they had places to go; people to see. Like they knew that they had a life to live. How she longed to have a life like that. How she wished that she had something to live for. A dull light, now replaced the joy and sparkle that once existed in her eyes. Though, none of her friends noticed. They all seemed to think that after a year, she could forget. That she could move on. They were wrong. It seemed that she loved Inuyasha more than life itself. She continued to stare at all the strangers that went by outside the window.

“Higurashi,” Houjou asked, snapping her out of her reverie.

“Huh? What,” she said, turning her look back to him. She lightly blushed at how spaced out she was. “I’m sorry about that…”

“It’s alright. Are you ok,” he proceeded to ask, yet again.

“Yea, yea, I’m fine,” she lied, putting on a false smile and adding a falsetto gleam to her eyes.

“Oh, ok then,” he beamed, blinded by the act she put on. “Tokyo is so beautiful at night,” he said, trying to get a conversation started.

She nodded back to him, turning her gaze, once again to the window. At a street corner, a man caught her attention. In the midst of all the bustling people, stood a man with long, flowing silver hair. It shined blue in the pale moonlight, making him look regal. He had on a suave suit and amber eyes that glowed like the sun. He turned his gaze to her for a split second before turning his eyes back into the street he was to cross.

Her eyes widened. She saw his markings. “Sesshoumaru,” she murmured, in shock.

“Higurashi? Did you see someone you knew or something,” Houjou asked.

“Um…it was nothing…” she denied, thinking that it was just her imagination. “Listen, Houjou-kun. I really hate to do this, but can you take me home? I suddenly feel very tired,” she lied, yet again.

His expression showed disappointment for a few seconds, but his smile formed once again. Biting his tongue, he responded,” Sure Higurashi-san. Just let me get the check.”

“Thank you so much, Houjou-kun. I really appreciate this.”

“It’s nothing,” he replied, smiling, trying to reassure her and him at the same time. After paying for their meals, Houjou took her home with no protests. The ride in the car was silent. “Do you want me to walk you to the door,” he asked.

“Um, no it’s fine. Thank you for the good time. I really needed it,” she said, grinning. She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, before hastily getting out of the car. Houjou blushed beet red, cupping the cheek she kissed. He drove off, ecstatic about the show of affection.

Kagome immediately headed for the stairs. Her mother stopped her. “Kagome, is that you dear,” Kagome’s mother called out.

“Yea,” she answered back.

“How was the date,” she asked, walking into the room Kagome was in.

“It was great,” she beamed, trying not to worry her mom. “I’m really tired so I’m going to take a bath and get some sleep.”

“Ok, honey. Good night,” her mother replied. Kagome smiled tightly and went for the bathroom. After drawing the water and sinking into the tub, she felt her body relax.

She quickly thought back to the man she saw. “That couldn’t have been Sesshoumaru! You have to get a hold of yourself,” she scolded herself. ‘Though, he did have those markings. I did sense his demonic aura too,’ her eyes widened. “It could’ve been my imagination…” She finished her bath and stalked to her bedroom. After getting into bed, she drifted off into another dreamless sleep.

******Sesshoumaru’s POV******

That woman…it couldn’t of been her. It’s been over 500 years…but when I looked at her, she looked as if in shock. Like she knew me. Though, it was faint, the scent was the same. This brought much perplexity upon me. How could a mortal survive 500 years?

But if it was that wench; my bastard brother’s wench, then what was she doing with another man? She looked that same as of the day I first glimpsed upon her. How in the seven hells?

I was thinking this over in my study. After so many centuries, I managed my own empire. I was now, one of the richest men in all of Asia. Perhaps she was merely a descendant? Or maybe a reincarnation? After all these years, I think of my hanyou brother’s name. Damn that bastard. He let his guard down. After all he has done to strengthen up, he never put up a defense around his weak emotions. Perhaps it was because of that mortal wretch of a woman, that he had such a tragic demise?

I tried to remember that name of the miko. Her name…it was Kagome? I only heard it many times as my foolish brother called out her name every moment she was in danger. Quite a tiring thing, actually. I think I shall look into this a little further. Why? I haven’t the faintest clue. Why should I care of what happened to that pathetic wench? Maybe it is because my younger brother’s honor. I nearly scoffed. Him, honorable?

“Sesshoumaru-sama,” croaked the familiar voice of my most loyal servant.

“What is it now, Jaken,” I nearly sighed. The imp demon stiffened up under my cold stare. It was quite amusing, that I could still strike fear into his old heart. Perhaps that is why I kept him around for so long.

“You have a call,” he explained, his voice cracking. He held up a cell phone.

“Who is it from,” I demanded.

“A man named Shippou, milord,” he replied.

“I shall take the call,” I said. I took the phone from him. “Is that all, Jaken,” I inquired. He nodded dumbly and walked out of the room. I smirked after his retreating form.

“Sesshoumaru,” a voice growled out from the device.

My eyes narrowed at the improper respect. I maintained my calm, replying,” State your business for calling This Sesshoumaru. It‘s no wonder that I haven‘t fired you yet.”

“Keh! As if you would,” he responded.

“You are lucky that you are the leader of your kitsune clan. If it was any other, they would be dead,” I stated coldly.

“Yea, whatever. I discovered something about the descendants of the panther demon tribe.”

“And that would be?”

“They are planning another war.”

“The fools. They really think that they could defeat me?” I nearly rolled my eyes.

“Heh. Thought you would say that.”

“I, Sesshoumaru, want to ask you something, kitsune,” I said.

“Ok, what is it?”

“You traveled with that miko, yes? The one named Kagome,” I pondered.

I heard the gasp from him. “Yea. Why the hell do you want to know,” he demanded.

“I was merely curious. It seemed as if I had seen her yesterday. But it could’ve been just coincidence.”

“Y…you saw Kagome?”

“Do you know anything of it? I found it odd that she could live for 500 years.”

“It is possible…for her…” he trailed off. My eyebrow raised even though no one was around.

“Perhaps a meeting is in order. I want to see you tomorrow at 10 AM sharp,” I commanded.

“R…right,” he stuttered out, in obvious surprise. I smirked again. This shall be interesting…

******No one’s POV - Kagome’s POV******

I woke up quite late into the morning. Why didn’t anyone wake me up? I quickly got on my clothes and went downstairs.

“Mama! Souta! Jii-chan,” I shouted. No one was home. I saw a note on the fridge.

Kagome, we are out shopping. If you wake up, there is some ramen left in the cupboard.

Love, Mom

I sighed. “Ramen…” I trailed off. I smiled sadly. Inuyasha’s favorite food. I scolded myself. Why must I be reminded of him with every little thing I see? This thought, made me think back to seeing “Sesshoumaru” the other day. “Get a hold of yourself Kagome! You told yourself that you wouldn’t think about him, remember,” I proclaimed.

I groaned and sat down in the living room, holding my head. “Even if it was him, it’s not like he’d care to see me. After all, I’m just a weak human,” I smirked.

I decided to go out to the Goshinboku. Top visit Inuyasha’s grave. I picked a flower from a flowerpot in the kitchen and walked out to the grave stone. I smirked. It was a Kikyou flower. Isn’t that ironic?

I smile sadly. “You won’t believe who I saw last night,” I said, putting my hand on the trunk of the tree. I looked up at its branches, swaying in the wind and the sunlight shining through the leaves.

******No one’s POV - At Sesshoumaru’s Castle******

Sesshoumaru and Shippou were having their meeting as scheduled. Shippou was explaining to him about Kagome’s travels through the well and all.

“So, that miko was never from our era,” Sesshoumaru concluded. “I should’ve thought of that much.”

“And Inuyasha could use the well too because he was bonded to Kagome with his subjugation beads,” Shippou explained.

“Humph,” was all the lord said to that. ‘Ah, yes, those beads around his neck. The weak fool. He was controlled by a ningen wench,’ he thought with a grimace. “So this miko is still alive here then? Perhaps I shall look into this…” he trailed off.

“What business do you have with Kagome? The only interaction I’ve seen with you is trying to kill her!”

“Relax, baka. I have no intentions of killing that woman since it is a waste of my time.”

“Don’t give me that shit! I know you have reasons behind all your actions. All that time traveling with Inuyasha, I’ve picked up on a few things. Don’t take me for a fool,” the kitsune growled.

“If you worry about that wench so much, then you can come with me. This Sesshoumaru merely wishes to visit the miko. After all, it has been awhile since I’ve interacted with someone of power.”

“Are you saying I’m weak?”

“Think of it as you wish. I care not.”

Then, Shippou’s eyes widened of a sudden realization. “Wait! Are you saying that you feel sorry for her? A human?!”

“Be not a fool. I do not care for the feelings of that mortal woman. Besides, she does live on Inuyasha’s grave,” he smirked.

“I’ll never understand you,” Shippou grumbled. He rolled his eyes and stood up. “So you already know where she lives?”

“At a shrine in Tokyo I believe. I think today is a good day to pay her a visit.” Sesshoumaru let the corner of his lips twitch up into another smirk.

“At least I’ll get to see Kagome again,” Shippou grinned, staring at his boss. “I just hope she still isn’t suffering. It’s been over 500 years for us but only a year to her.”

“We will just have to see.” The two youkai strolled out of the room and went to one of Sesshoumaru’s many limos. Jaken, as driver, sped off towards the direction of the Higurashi Shrine. Kagome was in for the shock of her life.

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To be continued…

Yea this took a lot more time then intended! Please accept my many apologies! I had the worst case of writers block and only a few days ago had my beta stepped in to help out!

Because of this long wait, I will immediately take to working on the next chapter!!!

Translations:

Ningen - Human

Baka - Idiot/Stupid/Moron

Hai - Yes

Jii-chan - Gramps

Note: Kikyou does mean Chinese Bellflower. And I’m not sure of what climate they grow in, so if I’m wrong, my apologies.

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