InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Save Two Lives With One Doctor ❯ I Want to Know You ( Chapter 7 )

Disclaimer: as much as I like to mess with the lives of the characters in this story, I don't own them. Sorry!

 

I Want to Know You

 

Kagome gulped, straightening her hair in the mirror again, in fact, it was the 18th time she had checked her hair in the mirror.

 

“Calm down.” She told herself again, reaching down to smooth her skirt. Again.

 

“It's just a date, you've been on dates before!” she reminded herself, making sure that she hadn't forgotten anything around the house. Again.

 

“I mean, seriously, what's so damn special about him anyways?” she asked herself, looking back to check to make sure that her minimal use of make up was alright. AGAIN.

 

She usually didn't use make up, but for some reason tonight, she had felt that she wanted to. She had been a doctor once, and doctors never wore makeup for health reasons, so it felt odd to have this extra weight on her face.

 

She slipped on her shoes, her favorite ones, the ones with the one-inch heel that gave her just enough height and muscles in her legs.

 

She grabbed her keys and slipped out the door, making sure that the door was firmly locked before she dropped her keys in her bag and dashed off to the elevator.

 

She had had an incredible day. She had gotten up early and gone for a jog, and then the rest of the day until about 5 she had spent at the studio with her new teacher practicing in the art of sword dancing.

 

She had a knack for it, there wasn't any reason to be modest. After all of her years of teaching a junior class of gymnastics for elementary kids, she had gotten really good at using the gymnastics ribbon, and that was exactly the skill that she needed to wield a sword. She had already gone from just a stick to a wooden sword with a metal hilt and the correct weight in just one day.

 

Kagome gulped, forcing herself to hit the elevator button and ignore the butterflies in her stomach, and then she hit it six more times in hopes that it would come faster.

 

She skipped all too eagerly into the elevator and hit the first floor button another six times. She was hopping between her feet, leaning on the balls of her feet and trying to distract herself with every miniscule crack and rift in the walls and ceiling of the elevator.

 

She dashed out of the elevator, literally running, and flagged down a cab, waving frantically so the cab driver skidded to a halt be her, thinking she was in trouble.

 

Meanwhile (Use Your Imagination for Kagome Freaking Out Through the Cab Ride)

 

Inuyasha swallowed. His first date in decades. It was a stretch, especially for him (and considering the fact that he had vowed never to date again when his old man had engaged him to Kikyo).

 

“Will you relax?!” Koga barked, making Inuyasha ump straight out of his skin. “You're making me jumpy!” he growled, smacking himself in the forehead.

 

“Shut up!” Inuyasha growled.

 

“Me shut up?!” Koga yelled, fangs bared as he whirled to try and glare a hole through Inuyasha's head. “You're the one who's breathing like he's in labor!”

 

“Shut up!” Inuyasha barked again, his stomach dropping straight to his gut when Kagome walked through the door.

 

She looked like a goddess, to put it mildly. He hair was pulled up in a bun, her bangs draping magically around her face. She was dressed in a flowing, knee-length black dress, with a sash and bow right under her… Inuyasha tore his eyes away, refusing to let himself look at her chest like that. Instead, he made a small connection that the dress reminded him of the feudal era clothing that people used to wear, which were always at least three sizes too big.

 

“Dude.” Koga sighed. “Close your mouth, your jaw's on the floor.”

 

Inuyasha snapped his mouth shut, growling once more at Koga before taking the nervous steps out into her range of vision.

 

Meeting at the bar definitely wasn't the most… romantic of situations, but through all the haze from the smokers, Kagome really did look like a goddess through a mist.

 

Kagome's eyes met him as she managed to spot him and she waved, calling him over. She blushed immediately as he became actually visible through the smoke. He was wearing a tux that made him look like a freaking prince with his long black hair sweeping around him. She understood why he had changed the color, it would be easy for anyone that was in the hospital to recognize him, but she still missed that shimmering ivory hair.

 

“Hey.” He said confidently, and Kagome had to bite back a laugh as she heard a quaver in the back of his throat. At least she wasn't the only nervous one.

 

“So where are we going tonight?” she asked him, trotting next to him as he strode towards the door, hands deep in his pockets.

 

“Thought we'd see a movie, maybe have a quick snack…” he said casually. Kagome couldn't help but laugh.

 

“You don't have to try so hard, I'm nervous too, I haven't dated since high school.” She took his hand, but was unfortunately unable to look him in the eye after her stunt.

 

“Try decades.” He flushed hugely, grateful that she wasn't looking and couldn't see the pink across his cheeks.

 

“Who was your last?”

 

“You wouldn't know her.” Inuyasha shook his head. “Besides, she was kind of a freak…”

 

“I might.” Kagome replied.

 

Inuyasha sighed. “Her name was a girl named Mukade.”

 

“Hmm.” Kagome furrowed her brow in thought… it sounded familiar, but…

 

“She called herself Mistress Centipede.” Inuyasha snorted. “It was some gang name.”

 

“Oh yeah!” Kagome said suddenly, pulling her hand from Inuyasha's to thunk her fist lightly into her palm.

 

“You know her?” Inuyasha wasn't even trying to hide his shock. Why the hell would Kagome know someone as low and sadistic as---

 

“She came in with a missing arm!” Kagome said abruptly, halting him in mid-thought.

 

“Huh?” he blinked, growling at Miroku when the human gave him a thumbs-up and a very suggesting wink. Inuyasha blushed 56 shades of red and whirled, slamming the door open, but managing to hold back his embarrassment enough to remember to hold the door open.

 

“Yeah, she and her gang came in, she had lost an arm in a fight. We were able to reattach it, but then… poof, she just disappeared. Kind of like what you did, except she didn't pay her bill.” She added with a giggle. Inuyasha couldn't help but smirk at her smile as he flagged down a taxi, but quickly shoved the intruding emotions away.

 

The hair on the back of his head stood on end, his normal 6th sense reaction for letting him know that someone was watching him. His eyes flicked around, doing a double take when he found Kagome's eyes resting on him. Worry was clearly splashed across her face.

 

“What?” he asked, wincing as he did, he hadn't meant for that to sound like he was barking at her, and hoped she hadn't taken it that way.

 

“You seem to be messed up in a lot of gang activity.” Kagome noted.

 

Inuyasha swore beneath his breath, too low that any human could hear it. He had forgotten that she was a doctor, and that doctors were paid to see and notice everything. He was taking some serious risks tonight, unless he wanted to come right up and say it.

 

“I ran away from home because my mother died, I hate my brother, and my dumb-ass father put me into an arranged marriage. I really like you, but I've committed murder before, and I don't think you'll like me back, so I'm just going to leave now.” Yeah, that would go over beautifully. He would go to hell in a hand basket tied with a sweet pink ribbon before he was going to tell her that. Hell, she might even figure it out on her own.

 

He blanched. “---I really like you---” WHAT THE HELL DID HE THINK THAT FOR?!

 

I do not like her like that. I do not like her like that. I do not like her like that. I do not like her like that. I do not like her like that. I do not like her like that. He told himself over and over, shaking himself mentally by the neck until his mentally created eyeballs were about to rattle right out of their mentally created sockets. (Ah, sweet, innocent denial, but all fanfiction readers know it wont be true in the future!)

 

“Inuyasha?” Kagome tugged his arm, snapping him out of his stupor. He blinked and apologized quickly, climbing into the cab after her. When had it even pulled up? He hadn't even realized it was in front of him or that Kagome had already long since gotten into it and had been waiting for him for quite sometime.

 

“You ok?” she asked him once he had pulled the door shut behind them, the glass between them and the driver making it safe to talk.

 

“Fine.” He said stiffly.

 

Kagome flinched but didn't press him more, it wouldn't be a good idea on their first date. She still couldn't believe he had asked her out, and his many different bipolar emotions were starting to freak her out, but she had seen much worse in the psychiatrics wing of the hospital. Besides, this boy seemed… ok to her. She didn't know how, but his past and issues weren't important, and she was positive she would be able to see past them if they continued to see each other.

 

Inuyasha winced at her reaction. Must not take this out on her. He thought about punching himself to wake himself up, but she looked freaked enough as it was, so he decided to use his hand for something else before he really did hit himself and touched her hand tenderly, sliding his into hers.

 

Brown eyes whipped to their hands, and a small crossed the girl's lips. Her hand tightened unconsciously around his.

 

Later (Use your imagination again for the dates, I didn't feel like listing too many cliché things)

 

Inuyasha licked his dry lips, his eyes turned up to the night air. Tonight had been… fun. Actually fun. Kagome was interesting, and new things about her caught his attention at every step she took. Every line they crossed together, from just walking side by side, to Inuyasha putting his arm on the back of her chair in the theater, every step taken to do that had been exhaustingly interesting.

 

They had chosen some horror flick at the movies, he couldn't even remember the name now. The strange thing about the movie hadn't been the actual picture itself. First: Kagome had suggested it. Maybe he was thinking off of stereotypes, but he thought girls hated horror movies.

 

Second: no matter how much blood and guts spurted from numerous bodies on the screen, Kagome hadn't flinched once during the entire thing. Not one single time.

 

Third: she had been so nervous at dinner when she had been so relaxed during the slasher movie that she made him nervous.

 

Fourth: he had thought about walking her back to her dorm—wherever that was—but he had caught her looking into the park where the remaining little kids and their parents had been playing, that he had steered her into there instead.

 

Fifth: this was the part he liked best, he thought that girls loved to make useless chit-chat for hours on end and that only guys liked silence, but Kagome had seemed so content in the quiet night air, that they had been lying in the grass, looking up at the sky with each other for the past three hours. How Inuyasha had the patience to do that, he didn't even know, but the point was that he had.

 

This girl made him so relaxed, despite his first impressions about her because of her resemblance to Kikyo. It was so easy—natural, almost—to be around her, that he felt he could fall asleep without any worries for once. He was always plagued with worries of… him, (Inuyasha shuddered at the thought of the man who haunted his nightmares, the tall one, with long wavy hair, but instantly shoved the thoughts aside, not wanting to ruin the moment) but with Kagome here… he felt almost safe. Something he hadn't felt in a really long time. Too long.

 

He knew he needed to see this girl again.

 

“So, Kagome…” he began, removing his arms form behind his head to push himself up onto his elbows so he could look at her, and read her eyes, to see f she lied on anything or not.

 

“Yeah?” she turned her head from the stars to look at him, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. Her brow furrowed as she looked at him though.

 

“What is it?” she asked him, pushing herself up onto her elbows with him. “Is something wrong?”

 

Inuyasha rocked back at the comment. Had she read his eyes? “What do you mean?” he tried to ask as calmly as he could.

 

“Well,” she paused, seeming to be fighting with herself, “I'm sorry if I'm prying, but… you looked a little troubled there for a second, like you should be…” she paused again, trying to put his worried expression into words, “running from something.” She said finally.

 

“I'm fine.” He repeated, getting serious déjà vu from earlier when she had done the same thing. “But I wanted to ask you something.”

 

“Yeah?” the smile touched her lips again, the traces of anxiety for him gone from her eyes. He sighed, glad that he had relaxed himself enough to hide him from her again. She couldn't know yet.

 

“I was wondering if you were free, maybe… this Saturday?” he shrugged, waiting for her to turn him down.

 

“You… want to see me again?” she asked, unable to keep the glee from creating a wider smile on her face.

 

“I liked tonight.” He shrugged, not looking at her so she wouldn't be able to see him like that again. “I kind of feel like… I'm not done meeting you yet.”

 

Kagome giggled, nodding as she did.

 

“You know, I was just thinking the exact same thing. I don't think I've seen enough of you either.”

 

He leaned back as here deep brown eyes stared into his. “I want to know you.” She smiled sweetly at him.

 

Inuyasha's eyes went wide. Is she a freaking psychic?! For god's sake, she practically read my mind there! Damn doctor instincts. He cursed them again, ignoring the bagging voice in the back of his head that was reminding him of how may times they had saved his sorry hide from a one-way trip to the afterlife.

 

“Me too.” He managed to smile, not being able to help it but notice that her smile almost gave him the courage to smile.

 

Later

 

Inuyasha stopped to lean back and look up at the dorm building. Kagome was in college now. It shouldn't have surprised him, but she always seemed much more intelligent than her age should've been.

 

“So…”

 

Her voice called his attention back to her, she was blushing adorably and was staring at the ground, their fingers still entwined.

 

“This Saturday then?” she managed to finish her question.

 

He nodded. “Saturday.” He agreed, the back of his neck prickling again. Very suddenly, practically out of nowhere, how long had they been there? That smell… he sniffed the air again… it was a demon's.

 

Oh no. He pleaded. Please no, don't let it be him.

 

He couldn't stop himself, he didn't care that Kagome was looking, if it meant their self-preservation, then who cared what she thought. His head whipped side-to-side, frantic to find the source of the stares.

 

“Inuyasha?” Kagome looked up sharply, almost gasping at the amount of ferocity and fear on his face as he searched for something in the black night.

 

“What's wrong?” she asked him, giving a sharper tug on his sleeve. “Inuyasha!”

 

Inuyasha was growling now.

 

“Damn wolf.” He snapped, his eyes trained on a few bushes on the other side of the street. Kagome slowly followed his gaze, almost growling herself at the insane amount of time it took for her eyes to adjust to the blackness and the distance. Sure enough, crouching down behind the bushes was the wolf she had seen earlier in the bar with Inuyasha, and none other than Sango's boyfriend, Miroku. The two of them seemed very absorbed in just watching her and Inuyasha and Kagome wondered just how long they'd been there.

 

“Well, goodnight then.” She laughed to pull him out of his daze.

 

“Yeah, `night.”

 

He froze for a moment, before dipping down quickly and pecking her cheek lightly.

 

A loud whoop was heard from the bushes and Inuyasha yanked back, whirling to snarl at the human, who was cheering for the half demon.

 

“I'll pick you up here Saturday.” Inuyasha said quietly to her before charging off after his two friends, who were now running for their lives.

 

Kagome's hand reached up and touched her cheek. It was still warm, but maybe that was just her blush.

 

One thing bothered her though.

 

His expression. It wasn't that of just being worried over being watched, he looked like he was trying to save his life by finding the thing watching him. And earlier, that pain in his eyes… I wonder what happened to make him like this. It must have been bad. Whatever it was.

 

Kagome hugged her suddenly frozen arms, rubbing them in hopes that the friction would bring back some of her warmth. She turned quickly for the building's door, suddenly with the feeling of not being safe out here any longer while being completely alone.

 

Inuyasha…

 

 

 

 

 

 

I know, I know, this chapter is painfully short. I'm sorry, but writer's block is a bitch. I can't really do much writing if the ideas aren't flowing, so you'll have to be patient for a while. Sorry!