InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ School, AKA: The Hellhole ❯ Chapter Four ( Chapter 4 )

Inuyasha wet the white cloth in the sink, wrung it out, and brought it over to lie on Kagome's forehead like he'd been doing for the past ten minutes since he'd gotten home. He didn't know why he had brought the girl to his room like he had instead of just throwing her in a guest bed. God knew there had to be at least thirty in this vast estate where he and his older brother, Sesshoumaru, held residence.

Their parents had died a long time ago, so now it was just them living there. Sesshoumaru was a cold person, as far as anyone had seen, and neither of the Hasami brothers even tried to get along with each other. They didn't need to work; Sesshoumaru was the Youkai Lord of the Western Lands and had held that position since their father had died. He'd been assassinated right after Inuyasha's mother, Yoshe, had become pregnant. And then there'd been complications in the pregnancy due to Yoshe's depression and she'd died soon after giving birth. Sesshoumaru 'let' him stay in their father's estate that he'd inherited, though Inuyasha suspected it hadn't been willingly. The servants here had pretty much raised him from infancy.

Inuyasha was pulled from his rather depressing reverie when the girl below him mewed in discomfort. Looking down, he saw her turn over to face him fully. Kagome pulled her small hands to her chest and curled up on her side into a tiny ball, snuggling into his crimson covers with a contented sigh. He blinked in confusion. At the rate this was carrying on, she'd never get up! And he'd never get his bed back!

With a soft growl, the hanyou reached down to rip the covers from her, but stopped as he noticed her face. 'She… she doesn't really look all that tough when she's sleeping.' he thought as he looked down at her slack features. Her peaceful, innocent expression was only ruined by the dark black powder on her eyelids. 'She almost looks like an angel…'

"Yeah, an angel from Hell," he sighed ruefully when his eyes landed on her black-coated lips.

At that moment, Kagome decided to wake up. Her thick dark lashes fluttered open to reveal a disoriented pair of sapphire orbs. She looked up to see Inuyasha looming over her, mere inches from her face. A blush slowly crept up her pallid cheeks as all remained silent. Suddenly, a scream pierced the air.

Inuyasha lowered his ears and shut his eyes tight as the sound reverberated off the walls right before Kagome sat straight up in the bed. The wet rag on her head squelched between them as Kagome's forehead smacked his. Water spurted from the cloth and ran down her face, causing her makeup to run.

"Shit," Inuyasha cursed, raising away from the girl and holding his forehead in pain. "What the Hell'd you do that for, wench?!" the hanyou shouted angrily.

Kagome ignored his question, however, as she looked up at him, face scrunched in a tight scowl. "What are you doing in… my… uh," she trailed off as she took in her surroundings. Dirty clothes were strewn all across the room. A red shirt hung from the corner of a mirror on the wall just above a chest of drawers. An open door at the far left of the room revealed a bathroom. Looking down, Kagome saw that she sat in a mass of scarlet-colored sheets and blankets. "Uh… this isn't my room," she stated crossly.

"Well, you passed out in the elevator and I couldn't get you awake in the car, so since I didn't know where you lived, I had to bring you here," he explained, trying and succeeding to sound as though she was a burden.

"Well, excuse me!" Kagome retorted, unable to come up with anything better to say.

"Clever," Inuyasha taunted with a smirk.

"Shut up," she muttered, throwing off the covers and jumping out of the bed. Still slightly dizzy, however, Kagome teetered forward. She caught herself on the bedside table, on which sat a red lamp also smothered in dirty clothes, and Inuyasha restrained himself from leaping ahead to catch her.

Holding her head for a moment to stop it from throbbing, Kagome straightened herself and headed out the door. She stepped out into the hall and looked both ways to see that it stretched for what seemed like meters to her. "Uh… dude," she began, unable to think of his name, "how do I get outta here?"

"My name's Inuyasha," the hanyou sighed irately, walking up behind her. "Here, this way," he signaled for her to follow him and started down the left corridor. Many twists, turns, stairs, and minutes later, they were walking across the front lawn of the estate. Kagome glanced back at the large mansion as they came upon two towering gates. 'Geeze, no wonder he acts so stuck up. I don't think even I have this much money.'

After unlocking the barred gate, they were walking down the sidewalk in the direction of Kagome's house. The walk was silent, one glancing at the other every now and then. Finally, Kagome broke the silence. "Why are you walking me home?"

"It's dark and, although by the looks of it you could probably take care of yourself, I don't want to take any chances with all the gangs and such in this town."

"Are you questioning my femininity?" she asked him, referring to the remark about her looking like she can take care of herself.

"Maybe, but who could blame me with the whole 'tomboy' look?" he answered with a smirk.

"I'll show you tomboy," she muttered, though Inuyasha heard her well enough with his inhuman hearing.

They were approaching the high school now and Kagome stopped to turn to Inuyasha. "Well, it's been… interesting. I'll see you later." And with that last valediction she crossed the road, retrieved her Harley from the empty parking-lot, and rode off down the road to her own home. After watching her off, Inuyasha turned on his heel to get back to his house. He still had to talk to Myouga-jiji before he went to bed.

"Mama! I'm home!" Kagome shouted as she slid open the front door of her house and walked in. Hanging her jacket on the hook in the hallway, she strode down the corridor and into the kitchen where her mother was washing the dishes from supper.

"Where were you, sweetheart?" the woman asked without turning from her chore. "You missed dinner, but we saved you some oden in the fridge."

"Thanks, Mama!" Higurashi Shina smiled as her daughter hugged her from behind before hurrying over to salvage her dinner from the refrigerator. Kagome stuffed the bowl of oden into the microwave and punched in the numbers with practiced ease.

"So, what took you so long? I was beginning to worry when you weren't here for dinner, honey. You know Monday is oden night."

"Oh, you wouldn't believe what happened, Mama! I got stuck in the elevator with this stuck up jock," Kagome told her as she retrieved her now-warm meal from the microwave and took a seat at the kitchen table and began to eat.

"Well, that's terrible! How'd you get out?" she asked, only glancing from the dishes to see her daughter already wolfing down the last bite of her oden.

"Well, the guy, Inuyasha, called his butler to come and get us out and I guess he did; I'm not really sure 'cause I passed out in the elevator before we got out," she told her mother, cleaning up her dishes and taking them over to the woman to help her finish cleaning them.

"Well, that's good to hear. That you got out okay, I mean. So, did you make any friends on your first day?" she asked.

Shina handed Kagome the dishes and the younger girl dried and put them away. She stopped, glass in hand and outreached to replace it into the cabinet above her head. "Oh, yeah! I met this girl name Isu Sango. She seems nice enough. She's the captain of the Martial Arts team at the school. Her boyfriend is nice too, I guess. He's on the basketball team. The star player, in fact."

"Well, maybe you'll find a boyfriend, too, sweetheart," her mother piped cheerfully, finishing the last of the dishes and turning to her daughter with a peculiar glint in her eye. "That Inuyasha sounds nice enough."

Kagome scrunched her nose in disgust. "I doubt it, Mama. Well 'Night!" she bid her mother, turning to head up to her room for some well-deserved rest.

"You're going to bed already, sweetie? It's only eight o'clock."

"Yeah, I'm really tired."

"Well, goodnight then."

Kagome nodded and climbed the stairs to her room. She stopped, however, when she hear noises coming from the confines of her younger brother's room. She inched the door open and popped her head inside to see Souta situated in front of his T.V., thumbs rushing over the controls to his Playstation 2 in a frenzy.

"Souta!" Kagome chastised the boy. He jumped and swiveled his head to look guiltily up at his sister. "It's past your bedtime; turn that off," she scolded him gently.

Souta nodded and reached to for the power button on his television. After turning it off, he walked over to climb into his bed and snuggle into his Pokemon comforter. Kagome strode over to him and bent down to place a kiss to his forehead. Ruffling his hair, she stood and walked back to the door. She turned around before closing the door. "'Night, bro," she said, and exited to the hall and into her own room at the end of the foyer.

Kagome disappeared into her walk-in closet and appeared once again in pair of black girls' boxers and a white tank. Climbing into her black clad bed, she reached over to switch off the bedside lamp and drifted into a peaceful slumber.

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