InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Save Two Lives With One Doctor ❯ Who Are You? ( Chapter 6 )

I swear that I own nothing. I quote my best friend that no one else can see: “Your twisted mind isn't playing with your life enough, so you have to toy with other's, even if they live in a 2D world of paper.” (PS: I'm not schizophrenic, but I have fun pretending I am!)

 

Who Are You?

 

Kagome stared out the window of the train and watched the underground tunnel lights flash by. She had left her English notebook at The Dancer and was on the way to pick it up, considering she needed it for the test in three days.

 

Kagome dropped her money in the slot and hopped off the train, jogging up the steps in a stupid fear that the dancer would be closed because of the fight. She sighed as she jogged down the street and saw the flashing neon lights still blinking through the black night.

 

“Back again?” Renkotsu asked her with a small smirk as he dried a glass, setting it back on the rack after he was done.

 

“I forgot my notebook.” Kagome explained, crouching down to scan under the nearly deserted tables.

 

“All lost items are upstairs with Bankotsu, he's second in charge.” Renkotsu said automatically, as if he did it eight times daily, setting another dry glass on the rack.

 

“Oh, thanks.” Kagome walked towards the stairs, but did a double take as she pictured the rough Bankotsu, always eager to beat someone up. “Bankotsu's second in charge?”

 

“Yeah, he's the oldest of us quadruplets, so he's taking over after dad.”

 

“Who's your father?”

 

“You'd probably know him by Totosai?” Renkotsu looked at her, almost reading her face to see if she did know him.

 

“No, I don't.” Kagome shook her head.

 

“In any event, Bankotsu's the one you need to talk to.” Renkotsu brushed over her response easily, setting another now dry glass down on the counter.

 

“Thank you.” Kagome sighed, heading towards the stairs. Kagome hopped up the stairs and knocked on the only door at the top. She shifted her weight between her feet as she waited.

 

“Yeah?” someone finally called, Kagome recognizing Bankotsu's voice through the door.

 

“Sorry, but I'm…” Kagome poked her head in and froze in her tracks. Inuyasha was sitting on the lone couch in the room, staring at her, waiting for her to leave so he could continue talking with Bankotsu, who was perched on the arm of a chair in the corner of the room.

 

“Yeah?” Bankotsu prompted impatiently, his arms crossed loosely across his chest.

 

“I left… my notebook… here.” Kagome said slowly, looking quickly away from Inuyasha's prying eyes.

 

“Oh, yeah.” Bankotsu stood and pulled a cardboard box off a shelf. He riffled inside through cell phones, scarves, and jackets, finally pulling out her purple notebook. “Here.” He held it out to her.

 

“Thank you.” She stepped just a little too quickly towards him and snatched her notebook, shuffling out of the room and shutting the door just a little too quickly behind her. She practically ran down the stairs, waving to Renkotsu's raised eyebrow as she raced out the door.

 

Kagome skidded to a stop outside the Dancer, catching her breath that she didn't know she had lost until then. She gripped the front of her shirt, forcing herself to slow her breathing.

 

What was that about anyway?! She screamed at herself.

 

“Uh, Kagome?”

 

The breath that she had managed to regain rushed out of her lungs almost painfully fast as she nearly choked on air. She swallowed and let go of her shirt, straightening her composer and turned to face him, a light smile on her face.

 

“Yes?” she asked him quietly, worried that she wouldn't have enough breath to make her voice any louder.

 

“Well… I wanted to, you know… thank you… for the stitches and all.” He murmured, rubbing the back of his head and staring at the ground.

 

Kagome managed to put a smirk on her face. He's having just as much trouble with this as me. She giggled. Wait, trouble with what?! There isn't anything to have trouble with! She had to refrain from shaking her head vigorously at her stupidity.

 

“So, you know, I thought maybe, I could thank you by dinner?” he shrugged, shoving his hands tightly in his jean pockets, his gaze not left the ground yet. What is it about her? I've seen her and really met her for one night! I can't get her off of my mind! It's because she looks like Kikyo, that's all!

 

“What?” she choked out, leaning forward slightly.

 

“Nothing.” He snapped, whirling on the spot, a barely noticeable blush sprinkling his cheeks. Of course not, why the hell would a girl like that want to even know someone like me?

 

“Wait!” she called, jumping forward and grabbing his arm. “Yes---I mean---I just wasn't expecting that---I mean---I think I'm free---I mean… I'd like that.” She managed to look him in the eye, the deep topaz of his eyes mesmerizing her again.

 

“Really?” he couldn't keep all of the awe from his voice. “I get off early tomorrow, want to go from here?”

 

“Sure.” Kagome stuttered, her hands tight in front of her, her lips locked in a perfectly straight line.

 

“'K, um, see you.” Inuyasha said abruptly, whirling and walking coolly back into the dancer.

 

Kagome stood in the street for an immeasurable amount of time before the honk of a car horn snapped her out of her stupor.

 

Did I just… get a date? With Inuyasha? She pressed her hand to her mouth, waving a cab down with her free hand.

 

I think I did. She realized.

 

“Where to?!”

 

“Huh?” Kagome jumped, having not even realized that she had gotten into the cab and not heard the driver asking her that question at least three times. “Oh, uh, Ichiryuu School dorms please.” She stuttered.

 

The man rolled his eyes and looked around a little before pulling out into traffic, Kagome zoning out again in the backseat.

 

XXX

 

“HEY LADY!”

 

“What?” Kagome jolted up again, looking around frantically.

 

“$4.50!” the man said for the eighth time.

 

“I'm sorry!” Kagome bubbled, pulling a five-dollar bill from her pocket and shoving it in his hand as she clambered out of the cab. “Keep the change.” She said, slamming the door and ruing to her dorm before she accidentally spaced out on a park bench in the middle of the night.

 

She knew who she would tell. Sango would be busy, possibly with Miroku, but there was someone who was always willing to listen. Night or day, rain or shine, no matter the distance or if her hand went numb from holding the phone for so long.

 

She knew who she would tell, because they could relate with boy problems. She just had to get to the phone in her apartment before passing out because of the shock from the realization that she had just been asked out by Inuyasha.

 

One Cab Ride Earlier

 

Inuyasha slumped against the back of the door. He had just gone out to thank her… how the hell did he end up asking her out on a date?! He hadn't been on a date in decades! No exaggeration!

 

“Hey mutt face.”

 

Inuyasha looked up and growled at the new face right in his. Koga had his hands on his hips, and was bent over just to get in Inuyasha's face.

 

“Get lost.” Inuyasha snapped, shoving himself up from the floor. Sometime during his thinking, he had gone from just slumped against the door to having slid all the way to the floor.

 

“What's up?” Koga asked, straightening up and trotting next to Inuyasha. “Your face looks like a beet, you ask a girl out or something?”

 

Inuyasha growled and rounded on his `friend'. Yes, they were friends, but they fought like they were a cat and dog.

 

“I hit a nerve, didn't I?” Koga smirked, flashing his fangs as he did so. “Who was that girl?”

 

“None of your damn business!” Inuyasha roared.

 

“She looked a lot like Kikyo, but… what were you doing anyway? She looked pretty flushed too.” Koga asked him, truthfully curious.

 

Inuyasha's fangs were bared and he was poised to lunge, and was about to do so, until an ancient looking man creaked down the stairs.

 

“Inuyasha, do not break one single thing in this bar, or you will be searching for another job that hires people who lie about their identities!” Totosai threatened, one finger raised.

 

Inuyasha snarled, but let his hands fall to his side. He needed this job, and it was a miracle that Totosai had hired him, especially since he knew Inuyasha's condition of running from his family and living in hiding and hadn't told his father.

 

“Feh.” He sniffed, storming away from Koga. “How do you even know that she looks that much like Kikyo? You've only seen one crappy picture of her.”

 

“What's her name?” Koga continued, following him right out the door. Inuyasha stopped and whirled to face Koga, knowing that the damn wolf would follow him all the way to his apartment if he didn't answer.

 

“Listen up mangy wolf, `cause I'm only saying it once, got it? Her name's Kagome, I met her in the hospital before she quit being a nurse. I haven't the faintest idea why she looks so much like Kikyo, but get this, I don't want you ever mentioning Kikyo's name to her, got it?” he growled menacingly, grabbing Koga's front and pulling him towards his own face.

 

“And you asked her on a date?” Koga cocked his head to the side, his hands crossed in front of him.

 

“So what?!” Inuyasha barked, doing a double take when he realized what he had just said. “No! I didn't!”

 

“You can't lie mutt.” Koga accused. “Especially after you've already admitted it.” He shook his head in mock shame, making small `tsk'ing sounds with his tongue.

 

Inuyasha growled, his hands clenching into fists.

 

“I'd gladly fight you mutt,” Koga said, eyeing Inuyasha's hands and arms, all of the muscles popping out from under the thin t-shirt, “but I doubt Kagome would be happy if you couldn't make your date because you were in the hospital again. What's so special about her anyway? You've never shown any interest in women for as long as I've known you! And that's a pretty damn long time, by the way.”

 

“I don't know.” Inuyasha snapped, whirling and striding off for his apartment again, Koga right beside him as always. There were a few good things about his friendship with Koga. One was that he could be truthful and tell him about everything, the wolf didn't care what he did, whether it was on purpose or not. Another was that he was always in the mood to fight, no matter if they were wiped on the way home after chasing someone down for the police, or if they were just at the Dancer, or at the job they shared, Myoga's garage.

 

“'Cause she looks like Kikyo?” Koga stared up at the sky as they walked, both heading toward the bayside, where Inuyasha's apartment building was.

 

“That's not it… well, maybe it is…” Inuyasha's face flushed a light pink at the mention of why he liked Kagome.

 

“You don't know.” Koga finished for him, looking at him and folding his hands behind his head.

 

“No.” Inuyasha growled, kicking a rock by his feet a good mile out over the water.

 

“Huh.” Koga raised an eyebrow in thought. “Well,” he said abruptly, turning and jumping off the balcony the two had climbed to Inuyasha's apartment during their talk, “see you tomorrow, we have that Hummer to work on, don't be late.”

 

“Yeah, yeah.” Inuyasha grumbled, digging in his pockets for his keys. He managed to unearth them through all of the trash and things he didn't even know were in there and stuck the key in the lock. He jiggled it around in the rusty door a little before managing to turn it enough, hearing the lock click from inside. He threw his body against the door to open it, it being too rusty to just push open.

 

I really need to get some oil for that. He threw his keys on the table, yanking open the fridge and digging through the old and moldy food for something edible, settling on a half eaten ham sandwich. He strode over to the cabinet and pulled out a package of ramen, tearing open the plastic, pouring some water along with the noodles into the only clean bowl left and stuck it in the microwave as he chewed on his sandwich.

 

This is going to kill me, maybe Koga would… nah, well… maybe he would help me…

 

Meanwhile, Ichiryuu Dorms (< > means other end of the phone dialog)

 

Kagome lifted the phone out of its cradle and dialed, walking over to her window and looking up at the stars.

 

<Hello?>

 

“Hi Kaede, is Kikyo there?”

 

<Sure, hang on.>

 

Kagome rubbed her temples one after the other with her one free hand, before pinning the phone between her ear and shoulder to use both hands and massage her aching temples. Too much had happened tonight.

 

<Hello? Kagome?>

 

“Hey Kikyo.” Kagome sighed. Kikyo and Kaede Nisou were Kagome and her brother Souta's cousins. Though Kaede and Souta got along quite well, there was never a time when Kikyo and Kagome saw each other and didn't fight. They loved each other and could always talk to each other over everything, but also fought over absolutely everything. (Note: Nisou means priestess)

 

<Hi, what's wrong? You sound tired.>

 

“I am.” Kagome agreed readily, nodding her head like Kikyo could see her. “I met a guy tonight.”

 

<Oh?>

 

That was a good and bad thing about Kikyo, she had somehow mastered how to not use emotion in anything she said, unless she was mad.

 

“Mm-hmm.” Kagome nodded again, reaching for her pjs draped over the back of a kitchen chair, secretly battling to be the one using the least emotion.

 

<And?> Kikyo prompted.

 

“Well, he asked me out, of course, that was after he ditched the hospital I worked at and I cut his stitches because he didn't wait long enough to get them out.” Kagome sighed, shrugging out of her shirt and bra, her words coming out in a rush.

 

<That one? Then is he taking you out… to thank you?>

 

“I guess.” Kagome shrugged. “What's new at your end?”

 

<Father finally told me the name of my fiancé.>

 

“Yeah?” Kagome sat up straighter. Not five months ago, Kikyo's father had engaged Kikyo to his friend's son and had refused to tell Kikyo the boy's name or who his friend was.
Not another two days after that, Kikyo had been informed that the boy had run away from home.

 

<It turns out that it's an old friend, Inuyasha, though we haven't seen each other for years.>

 

“Inuyasha?” Kagome repeated, suddenly a little shaky. “What's his last name?” she put in quickly.

 

<Takahashi, why?>

 

“Oh.” Kagome breathed, confused to why she was relieved. “Nothing, just, Inuyasha is the guy who asked me out.”

 

<Really?>

 

“Yeah, but his last name's Ningenteki. Strange, Inuyasha's a weird name, odd that there's more than one person named that.”

 

<It is a little odd.> Kikyo agreed, a thoughtful nod in her voice.

 

“Well, thank you for listening, I needed someone to talk to.”

 

<No problem.> Kikyo smiled. <It was nice hearing from you again. You've been gone a lot recently, your college and then meds sch---uh, well, we have to visit again when we can.>

 

“Yeah.” Kagome bit her lip, wishing that her time at the medical school had not been brought up. “Come down from the shrine when you get a chance, I know you want to be a priestess, but everyone needs a break from what they like once and a while.”

 

<I will. Bye Kagome.>

 

“Bye.” Kagome lay back on her bed, placing the phone back in its cradle. It really is odd, more than one person named Inuyasha… huh…

 

 

 

 

 

 

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*PS: give Kikyo some credit and slack. She loved Inuyasha and vice versa before she was murdered, she deserves a good place in this story. (Because in my other story, she's second to the head of all the evil in the story.)*