InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Sedirea ❯ Caducous ( Chapter 4 )

Caducous

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Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha

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C&C&C&C&C&C

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Kagome forced a smile on her face as she approached the kissing couple. But when she was just a few feet away from them she had this strong urge to turn away and leave unnoticeably.

 

A hand shot out and gripped her arm. Kagome fumed; did he have hanyou-senses too?

 

He slowly disentangled himself from his girlfriend's embrace. And there it was again; the stab of guilt towards her, not his girlfriend, but her. So when he felt she was about to leave, ignoring every logical reason inside his mind, he stopped her.

 

Kagome had always been an attentive girl, she was attentive at her studies and mostly she was attentive when someone talked to her. And thanked to this exceptional capability, she was able to figure all out at the first glance; for instance she knew that this woman's name was Sachiko, and that she was Kin's girlfriend, according to Mai Information Booth. But she also knew one thing; in her heart she had managed to certify herself that he was in fact Inuyasha the moment she saw him in her embrace, in Kikyo's embrace. The scene was painfully familiar that she wondered what cruel fate made her go through this torture again.

 

Her eyes gazed curiously at the figure leaning against her roommate. She looked just the way Kagome remembered her, only with shorter hair that barely fell to her shoulder and modern clothes consisted of jeans, pink shirt and strap sandals. Her traits still looked the same she guessed, not that she could see much of it being partly visible from the make-out session.

 

She had to witness their kissing for the next ten seconds; how she nibbled his lips teasingly, making him growl impatiently. She couldn't seem to tear her gaze away from them as she felt the pain in her heart went heavier; she watched them until her conscience screamed at her furiously, `don't do this to yourself, Kagome!'

 

But it was ridiculous to feel the familiar twist of pain in her chest. He was not who she thought he was, and most of all he didn't know. That was just it. He didn't know that he had once held her in his arms or kissed her until the break of dawn. So she had no right, no reason at all to feel heartbroken.

 

Kagome looked down to where his hand connected to her arm, and a surge of anger ran through her; if she couldn't hold him responsible for her heartache, then he had no right to touch her.

 

Kagome grabbed his hand with her free hand and forcefully removed the offending limb holding her. She put enough strength in her action to draw the kissing couple out of the stool unintentionally.

 

“What is going on!?” Sachiko, or Kikyo's reincarnation, shrieked and fell down to the floor.

 

Kagome's eyes widened in shock; she hadn't meant to pull apart the couple. Instinctively she helped Sachiko to get up, but Sachiko brushed Kagome's hands away harshly.

 

Once she was on her feet, Sachiko began to study Kagome with an air of hostility. She turned her cold eyes towards Kin and gazed at him in question.

 

“Kagome, this is Sachiko.” He then turned to his girlfriend introducing Kagome. “Kagome is my roommate.”

 

Sachiko looked at Kagome up and down while she offered no words of greeting.

 

Finally the silence was unbearable for Kagome, and she decided to break it. “I'm sorry about the phone incident; I thought I was answering my own phone. It has the same ring tone as mine.” She apologized rapidly.

 

Sachiko's eyes softened a bit; still for some reason she couldn't stand the roommate of her boyfriend. Maybe it was because Kin introduced her first to Kagome instead of Kagome to her, or maybe it was because Kin's new roommate was stunning (though Sachiko would never admit that openly), but aside from that there was this primeval feeling convincing her that she would never get along with her.

 

So under no pretense that she wished not to know more about her, Sachiko took the stool beside her boyfriend and ignored Kagome blatantly.

 

Kin looked in confusion and turned to Kagome. “Sit down.”

 

Kagome shook her head. “I'm not hungry.” She went around them and headed towards the exit.

 

Suddenly he was in front of, blocking her only escape from insanity.

 

“You haven't eaten anything all day!” His expression was both annoyed and incredulous.

 

Kagome bit her lip nervously; he wasn't going to force her to stay, was he? “I don't want to disturb you guys.”

 

He snorted. “Disturb what? We're just eating.”

 

“You can't make me stay!” The volume of her tone started to rise.

 

He stepped back in surprise. Immediately Kagome began to regret raising her voice at him.

 

“Look, I'll fetch something on the way back. Right now,” -her hands closed into tight fists, and her voice was strained- “I just want to be alone.” Before he could reply, she already dashed to the exit.

 

Kin went back to his seat. He somehow felt disappointed, but he didn't know why. As his girlfriend fussily asked the waiter about the list of drinks they had, he spotted Kagome's jacket and bag lying forgotten on an empty stool.

 

“Kin?” Sachiko saw him put on his jacket. “Where are you going?” Her tone was incredulous.

 

“I gotta go. I give you a holler later.” He grabbed Kagome's jacket and bag and walked out of the sushi shop.

 

“Kin!? Kin!”

 

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Kagome trudged along the street; she shivered against the cold and immediately hugged herself. How could she be so stupid to leave her jacket and bag in the restaurant? She snorted; it was as if she had tried to pull some theatrical stunt.

 

She should've been glad she reasoned to herself; at least now she knew she wasn't the reincarnation of the shrine priestess. And yet this fact saddened her even more, if she didn't have this memory when he had looked at her tenderly because of her resemblance to his once lost love, what else did she have?

 

She was really cold, having nothing but her cami and jeans on, and her legs refused to cooperate with her. She had wanted to run from the restaurant, hoping he didn't try to catch up with her, but after one good mile her legs started to buckle, and that was when she fell down, scraping her left elbow a bit.

 

What a vain attempt, she ended up hurting herself running away from him; after all he didn't pursue her or anything. She didn't know if she felt relieved or sad about it.

 

Suddenly she had this urge to hide somewhere and cried, really cried, because for a long time she hadn't any reason to shed her tears. But she couldn't, not when she was sharing a place with him, and anyway, her key was in the bag she left behind.

 

Her face started to change into a bawling mode, but then she snorted loudly and rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand.

 

She was still cold; maybe if she let down her hair, it would provide a little warmness. Her hand went up to her bun, and then cascades of silky, black hair tumbled splendidly down her back to her hip. The wind, which had never witnessed such splendor, caught the strands lovingly.

 

But the wind was not the only one, who had caught sight of her.

 

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He wasn't there when she fell down, and he wasn't there when she tried weakly to get up. He reached her when her face scrunched up into a bawl, but he saw only the back of her, so he didn't know she was on the verge of crying. He heard her when she snorted and he smiled. But he hadn't the time to prepare himself seeing what she did next.

 

Never in his life had he witnessed such a dazzling sight, and every pleasant memory he had had in his life began to dull after this moment. It almost seemed magical; the air was suddenly clear, and the night was suddenly not so dark. He even thought that he could smell the fragrance of her hair; the sweet scent of it surrounded him enticingly.

 

He came up behind her, holding her jacket. When he started to speak, he was surprised to find that his voice was hoarse and heavy with want. “You left something behind.” And he almost wanted to add `me' to his statement, but she turned around in surprise, and her moist eyes widened brilliantly under the moonlight. It hurt. She was so beautiful that he ached.

 

“Wha- what are you doing here?” Her lips trembled a little, and her nose was a little flushed. She would never know how enchanting she was.

 

“You forgot your stuff.” His voice was still thick with want.

 

Kagome looked down to see the things he brought her. She nodded slowly. “Thanks.” But she kept her head down.

 

“Kagome, what is it?” He gazed at her searchingly.

 

“Nothing.” She sniffed.

 

He stroked her chin with his finger, persuading her to meet his gaze, but she turned her head to the side, and when he followed her movement, she turned to the other side.

 

He sighed heavily. “Ka-go-me.”

 

Her eyes flashed at him with anger. “I never said you could call me by my first name. Don't try to act familiar with me; I despise that.”

 

“Hey, you call me Inuyasha!” A tint of anger seeped in.

 

She glared at him. “Just give me my stuff.” And the mood was broken.

 

“Here.” He shoved them roughly to her. Her bag grazed her scrapes a bit, and she bit back a wince. But unfortunately Kin had noticed her scratch, and he swiftly gripped her arm.

 

“What happened!? Did you hurt yourself elsewhere!?” He frantically searched for possible scrapes on her other arm. “Is that why you were crying?”

 

She laughed. That was just so like him, so like Inuyasha. Whenever she had been hurt, he had always assumed that she had to have some physical wound somewhere. Even now, he refused to admit that people hurt, sometimes from feelings as well.

 

He looked at her in question, but she just shook her head. “Come on, we're going home. This scrapes need to be treated instantly.”

 

Home was too much for her. A location, indication of a place, but a home to her was the place where the time split, centuries just a leap away. It was to her where a part of her soul had been taken away. Home was a very vulnerable issue, and the question was not where; it was when.

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*end of chapter*

 

 

 

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Black Sand: First of all I want to thank you for your kind review. And I didn't mean to make Inu a bit OOC; can I say that it's the different situation overall that causes such changes?

JupiterDragon: Well, since I make Kagome not as a reincarnation of Kikyo, I take the liberty to write that Kagome looks unalike her. Anyway, thank you for your kind review and hopefully you'll enjoy this chapter.

 

 

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Setsuka: Thank you for your kind review; I know I can't promise originality in the plot or maybe even in the way the story flows, but I'll try my best to make the story interesting. Hopefully you'll enjoy this chapter.

DragonChic: Thank you for your nice review; and the voice is Kikyo.

Akihana: Thank you for your kind review, and thank you for lifting up my spirit; enjoy the chapter.