InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Sesshomarus Revenge ❯ Sometimes You Need Someone To Talk To ( Chapter 15 )

Chapter 15

 

Sometimes You Need Someone To Talk To.

 

 

Sango turned as she heard the sound of Kaede's door opening behind her. She smiled as Kagome and Inu-Yasha walked into the room. Kagome rushed over to her and took her in a warm embrace. Over Kagome's shoulder, Sango could not help but notice the subdued expression on Inu-Yasha's face. Something was up, things must not have gone as Inu-Yasha had hoped for between him and Kagome in Kagome's time.

 

While the two young women chatted, Inu-Yasha slouched over to the fire and sat down with a heavy thump. He sighed as he watched them, slightly jealous at the easy warmth and affection between them. Kagome had not let him touch her intimately since that day he had told her what had happened in the forest. He had tried to be gentle and understanding, but whenever he brought up the subject she would look at him with tears in her eyes. Most of the time she would brush off his advances saying that she just needed some space, some time. It was so frustrating! He had had to leave a couple times to vent in privacy where neither Kagome nor her family would hear his howls of anguish and anger. The woods near her house were looking pretty thinned out these days.

 

“I'm going out,” he growled.

 

He did not see Kagome and Sango look up at him as he slammed out of the house. If he had he would have caught a look of remorse on Kagome's face, and concern on Sango's.

The two women had just started to look at the books Kagome had brought with her. When Kagome turned back to her friend she saw the concerned and questioning look on her face and looked down at her hands with a sigh. Quietly she waited for Sango to say something.

 

“Is everything alright between you two?” she said softly.

 

Kagome shrugged, and then looked up, the side of her mouth quirked in a rueful smile. It would do no good to keep things from Sango, the older women was her friend after all. If she could not discuss this with her, then their was no one she could talk to who might understand.

 

“Well, I guess you could say that Inu-Yasha and I are back to square one,” said Kagome

 

Both women knew what square one meant. It was a reference to the way things were after they had been raped and before they reached the village.

 

“How did that happen? I thought that your relationship with Inu-Yasha was getting back to what it used to be.”

 

“I asked him to tell me what had happened to him in the forest, and he did.”

 

 

 

Sango waited expectantly for Kagome to continue. The young woman looked back down at her hands and was pulling at a frayed edge of her skirt.

 

“And…?” said Sango after a few tense moments had passed.

 

Kagome nodded her head, then looked up and told Sango the story. The demon exterminator's eyes widened when Kagome described the demon as looking like Kikyo, but she did not say anything until the story was finished. A moment of pensive silence ensued after Kagome was done, and she bit her lip and waited for Sango's reaction.

 

“I understand why you may feel cold or uncomfortable around Inu-Yasha after hearing that,” said Sango, taking Kagome's hand in a comforting squeeze, “but it seems to me that you have to balance what you're feeling against the fact that Inu-Yasha was taken against his will.”

 

“Yes, but why Kikyo?” said Kagome, unable to keep the hurt from her voice, “If Inu-Yasha loves me, why did the demon choose Kikyo's form to get near him?”

 

“We can't know the machinations behind this demon's choice of disguise.” Said Sango simply.

 

Sango felt a stab of pain for her as she watched a tear fall from Kagome's eye and her lower lip began to tremble. When she reached over and took her in her arms, Kagome burst into sobs.

 

“I think that by talking about this you will feel better,” said Sango, stroking Kagome's hair, “and then you will see that that these feelings just stem from the trauma you and I shared. Inu-Yasha loves you, never doubt that. Hold onto it and let it make you strong.”

 

Kagome nodded her head on Sango's shoulder.

 

“I know you're right, and I've been so wrapped up in my own pain that I've been insensitive to his.” She said. “I'll try and put this in perspective, and make it up to Inu-Yasha. But it's hard, it still hurts!”

 

“I know, I know.” Said Sango soothingly.

 

“You're right about Inu-Yasha being a victim. I just couldn't get passed my own pain to acknowledge it.” She continued, raising her head from Sango's shoulder. “And talking has helped.”

 

While Sango consoled Kagome, Inu-Yasha had gone into the forest to sulk. He had passed Shippou on the way. The kitsune had excitedly run off to Kaede's house, Inu-Yasha admonishing him to give Kagome some time with Sango first. Despite his mood, he knew and begrudgingly respected the deep bond between the young women, and did not want Shippo to disrespect it in his haste to see Kagome.

 

It was not long before Inu-Yasha found himself at the tree that had been his prison for so many years. Images and memories of the times he and Kagome had recently made love sheltered under it's canopy made his heart twinge. With a sigh he jumped onto a tree limb and settled down morosely to wallow in his reflections. So deep was he in his thoughts he missed sensing someone approach until they were nearly upon him.

 

“I thought you might be here,” said Miroku, looking up at him from directly below.

 

“How is that monk?” grated Inu-Yasha, peeved.

 

“I ran into Shippo,” said Miroku, “but really he almost ran me down in his hurry to see Kagome.”

 

“Stupid squirt,” grunted Inu-Yasha.

 

“So how'd it go, you don't seem too happy.” Said Miroku.

 

“And just why should I tell you?” the hanyou snapped.

 

Miroku shrugged, nonplussed by Inu-Yasha's behavior.

 

“It's better than just sulking off by your self, isn't it?”

 

“Feh!” spat Inu-Yasha, “it was always good enough for me before.”

 

“Suit yourself,” said Miroku with a shrug and turned to leave.

 

“Wait!” said Inu-Yasha, realizing belatedly that he really did want someone to talk to, and jumped down from the tree.

 

Miroku turned to watch him quizzically.

 

“I guess I really do want to talk,” he said grudgingly, looking down and kicking irritably at some leaves on the ground.

 

“So what happened?” said Miroku, turning to sit on a large, exposed tree root.

 

Inu-Yasha paced in front of him and told him about what happened when he told Kagome about the attack on him in the forest. Miroku raised his eyebrows when Inu-Yasha said the demon was disguised as Kikyo, but did not interrupt him. When Inu-Yasha began to complain about Kagome's treatment of him and his frustration, Miroku looked pensive and sad.

 

 

“So, monk, what do you think?” said Inu-Yasha when he'd finished his story, and stood in front of Miroku with his arms crossed and eyes burning.

 

Miroku sighed.

 

“She said she didn't blame you for what happened,” he said, “but you have to remember how sensitive she is after what Sesshoumaru did to her and Sango.”

 

“I thought we were passed that,” grumbled Inu-Yasha.

 

“I don't think the girls will ever be truly passed what happened to them,” said Miroku, “this much I've gleaned from my time spent with Sango since Kagome left.”

 

“So then what do I do now?” Inu-Yasha said plaintively, clenching his fists.

 

“You just have to be patient and understanding. Don't mope around, that won't help. Be solicitous and caring, I know she'll come around.”

 

Inu-Yasha exhaled in an explosive sigh of resigned frustration.

 

“I know that Kagome still loves you. I doubt that an incident like this could change her feelings towards you after all you've been through.”

 

“Hmph!” said Inu-Yasha, squirming slightly as Miroku reached out and patted him on the back.

 

“Come on. Let's go back to Kaede's.”

 

Inu-Yasha grunted in assent, and they made their way together back through the forest. Inu-Yasha had to begrudgingly admit that he did feel better. He did not like letting the monk know how much their talk had helped him though. That was going a little to far. Miroku glanced over at the Hanyou as they walked. He knew better than to get thanks from Inu-Yasha, but he could tell by his relaxed demeanor that Inu-Yasha had appreciated the chance to talk.

 

When they got in sight of Kaede's house, they saw Sango and Kagome talking to Shippo on the porch. As they got closer, Kagome saw them and her eyes met Inu-Yasha's. He hoped it wasn't his just his own hopes he saw when her expression seemed to be warmer towards him than they had in days.

 

A/N: Sorry it took so long to update, my son is almost 11 weeks old but still demands most of my time and attention. AND I am still nursing, and will be for a while. Thanks to all those waiting for this update. There is more to come, and I will try to post at least once a month.