InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Risk ❯ Meeting you ( Chapter 1 )
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By: tfprincess 
Meeting her again
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 05.26.2010 | Updated On: 05.26.2010 | Pages: 1 | Words: 905 | Visits: 452 | Status: Work In Progress
Meeting her again
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 05.26.2010 | Updated On: 05.26.2010 | Pages: 1 | Words: 905 | Visits: 452 | Status: Work In Progress
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha!
A/N: I haven't written in a while and just wrote this as a spur of the moment kinda thing 'cause I miss MirKag pairing. Also, I haven't been reading much of the pairing lately...mmm enjoy!
I got out of the way of my best friend and the woman I love. I wish them happiness even if it hurts me so. It had been 12 painful years since contact seized altogether. Who'd have thought?
I was a student in her Japanese class along with my best friend here, Inuyasha.
Flashback
“Will anyone volunteer to introduce theirself first?,” the teacher said as he later knew as Kagome, the beautiful, breathtaking Kagome Higurashi. Of course as the troublemakers they are, they raised their hand up, Inuyasha and him both.
Kagome almost sighed. Of all the classes they could take, they just decided to take her class, didn't they? Hardheaded troublemakers grinning like idiots in the back of the class. She decided to ignore them and said, “ I guess nobody wanted to introduce themselves first so we'll start from the front and make our way to the back won't we?”
“Over here, teach!” Miroku and Inuyasha chorused. Kagome continually ignored them and instead said, “Hojo, please go ahead.”
Introductions played out until it reaches the back landing on Inuyasha. “I'm Inuyasha, 18 years old, ambition: to become a lawyer and of course to get a pretty wife!” Inuyasha winked and sat down. Though most of girls in the class almost swooned, Kagome stayed put and continued on.
Miroku stood up and said, “Ms. Higurashi, I'm Miroku, a very wise man, 19 years old and might I add older than you, ambition is to find a woman that will bear my child in the future.”
Though most teachers introduce themselves in the beginning of the class, Kagome tends to make the students introduce themselves first and introduce herself later so with her not introducing herself to the class, how the hell did this guy know how old she is?
Miroku said, “Just to clear things up, I'm not a stalker, I just came upon your profile somewhere.” He grinned.
Miroku smiled at the memory. Kagome was a smart one and still is. Despite being younger than some of the students in the class, she held her ground and didn't take any shit from anybody including them. Though they'd lost contact with each other, he often thinks of her. Though he knew it as a sin to think of another's wife, he couldn't stop. 12 years, he sighed.
Here in his hometown, he calls Japan, it was one of those days that he was thinking of the past that he received a call from Kagome. Imagine his surprise due to the fact that he never got around into telling her that he is indeed from Japan. As soon as he placed the phone in his ear, he hears Kagome sobbing. “Hello?” He had said, his heart thumping hard against his chest. “Miroku...(hick)...” a voice penetrated through the earpiece.
“Is everything alright?” Miroku asked and continued with, “did something happen? Do you need me?” That night, he flew to New York intent in meeting her. Just thinking of meeting her again had his heart thumping hard that he thought he was not going to make it to landing. Landing, as composed as he looked, he was nervous as hell. Taking his luggage, he spotted her immediately among hundreds of people in the airport. As soon as he saw her, he froze and simply stared. There she was, looking around for him...for Miroku, not for anyone else but him. Her hand was twirling a strand of hair, a nervous habit that she never outgrew, until now as he stares at her. When he came to, he realized that she found him and smiling widely, abandoning the hair twirling, she ran to him. God, she can even make sweatpants look sexy. She still looks amazing.
Not expecting the weight on him, an oooff whizzed out of him. To outsiders, this might look like a husband and wife reunion. But he knew, he had to contain himself. She's married...of all things married to his best friend who he loves like a brother. Her hands were on his chest looking up at him now. “Something wrong?” Kagome asked, the woman he loves so so much.
He shook his head and stood dumbfounded as she went on her tiptoes and hugged him for the second time and his resolve broke. He dropped his bag on the ground and hugged her to himself tightly, mere minutes that felt like forever and he hoped it stayed that way but he knew he had to let go.
“Let's go,” he whispered, hoping that she didn't feel his heart hammering against her and she let go. As they walked, he asked where her car is and she pointed to an SUV. Who would've thought, he sighed. Inuyasha probably picked the car for her or worse bought the car for her.
While she was driving, it only occurred to him why Inuyasha wasn't there.
“So..” Miroku started. “What's going on?”
A/N: I haven't written in a while and just wrote this as a spur of the moment kinda thing 'cause I miss MirKag pairing. Also, I haven't been reading much of the pairing lately...mmm enjoy!
I got out of the way of my best friend and the woman I love. I wish them happiness even if it hurts me so. It had been 12 painful years since contact seized altogether. Who'd have thought?
I was a student in her Japanese class along with my best friend here, Inuyasha.
Flashback
“Will anyone volunteer to introduce theirself first?,” the teacher said as he later knew as Kagome, the beautiful, breathtaking Kagome Higurashi. Of course as the troublemakers they are, they raised their hand up, Inuyasha and him both.
Kagome almost sighed. Of all the classes they could take, they just decided to take her class, didn't they? Hardheaded troublemakers grinning like idiots in the back of the class. She decided to ignore them and said, “ I guess nobody wanted to introduce themselves first so we'll start from the front and make our way to the back won't we?”
“Over here, teach!” Miroku and Inuyasha chorused. Kagome continually ignored them and instead said, “Hojo, please go ahead.”
Introductions played out until it reaches the back landing on Inuyasha. “I'm Inuyasha, 18 years old, ambition: to become a lawyer and of course to get a pretty wife!” Inuyasha winked and sat down. Though most of girls in the class almost swooned, Kagome stayed put and continued on.
Miroku stood up and said, “Ms. Higurashi, I'm Miroku, a very wise man, 19 years old and might I add older than you, ambition is to find a woman that will bear my child in the future.”
Though most teachers introduce themselves in the beginning of the class, Kagome tends to make the students introduce themselves first and introduce herself later so with her not introducing herself to the class, how the hell did this guy know how old she is?
Miroku said, “Just to clear things up, I'm not a stalker, I just came upon your profile somewhere.” He grinned.
Miroku smiled at the memory. Kagome was a smart one and still is. Despite being younger than some of the students in the class, she held her ground and didn't take any shit from anybody including them. Though they'd lost contact with each other, he often thinks of her. Though he knew it as a sin to think of another's wife, he couldn't stop. 12 years, he sighed.
Here in his hometown, he calls Japan, it was one of those days that he was thinking of the past that he received a call from Kagome. Imagine his surprise due to the fact that he never got around into telling her that he is indeed from Japan. As soon as he placed the phone in his ear, he hears Kagome sobbing. “Hello?” He had said, his heart thumping hard against his chest. “Miroku...(hick)...” a voice penetrated through the earpiece.
“Is everything alright?” Miroku asked and continued with, “did something happen? Do you need me?” That night, he flew to New York intent in meeting her. Just thinking of meeting her again had his heart thumping hard that he thought he was not going to make it to landing. Landing, as composed as he looked, he was nervous as hell. Taking his luggage, he spotted her immediately among hundreds of people in the airport. As soon as he saw her, he froze and simply stared. There she was, looking around for him...for Miroku, not for anyone else but him. Her hand was twirling a strand of hair, a nervous habit that she never outgrew, until now as he stares at her. When he came to, he realized that she found him and smiling widely, abandoning the hair twirling, she ran to him. God, she can even make sweatpants look sexy. She still looks amazing.
Not expecting the weight on him, an oooff whizzed out of him. To outsiders, this might look like a husband and wife reunion. But he knew, he had to contain himself. She's married...of all things married to his best friend who he loves like a brother. Her hands were on his chest looking up at him now. “Something wrong?” Kagome asked, the woman he loves so so much.
He shook his head and stood dumbfounded as she went on her tiptoes and hugged him for the second time and his resolve broke. He dropped his bag on the ground and hugged her to himself tightly, mere minutes that felt like forever and he hoped it stayed that way but he knew he had to let go.
“Let's go,” he whispered, hoping that she didn't feel his heart hammering against her and she let go. As they walked, he asked where her car is and she pointed to an SUV. Who would've thought, he sighed. Inuyasha probably picked the car for her or worse bought the car for her.
While she was driving, it only occurred to him why Inuyasha wasn't there.
“So..” Miroku started. “What's going on?”