InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Sever the Tie That Binds ❯ When the Music Stops ( Chapter 11 )
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By: FallenAngel7891 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.03.2006 | Updated On: 01.19.2006 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.6K | Visits: 2.0K | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.03.2006 | Updated On: 01.19.2006 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.6K | Visits: 2.0K | Status: Work In Progress
Blah, blah, blah. Same old thing. I don’t own Inuyasha.
A/N: First of all I’m very sorry that some of the quotes are spaced wrong. For some reason when I upload the chapters my spacing gets messed up. If anyone knows how to fix that let me know please! Thanks to those who reviewed. I wasn’t planning on updating for a while, but the reviews I got made me want to write more. So thanks again. I love you guys!! The songs I used in this chapter are Unchained Melody by The Righteous Brothers, and Fools Rush In by Elvis Presley. On with the next chapter.
Please review!!
Chapter 11: When the Music Stops
After I left him standing there in the hallway I heard the sound of footsteps before the front door slammed. I recoiled inside myself at that sound, like I myself had gotten my finger stuck in the door at the moment of impact. After everything he did to me I felt guilty. He was trying to be a good father, make up for lost time, and here I was throwing snippy comments at him every chance I got.
I would never forgive myself if I drove him away this time, not from me but from Taro. At least this time it really would be my fault. My situation was an oxymoron. I couldn’t blame him for not being there in Taro’s life when I was the one who never told him. At the same time I had everything to blame him for. For choosing her, for lying about loving me, for leading me into a fools paradise. But most of all, for breaking my heart, which I was stupid enough to trust him with.
Oh how the wheels of fate do turn. Once again fate has dealt a cruel hand by bringing the source of my heartbreak and problems back into my life. I was more concerned by my reaction than anything else. I had told him I didn’t care, but if that were true than why do I hate him so much?
If I didn’t care I would feel nothing, like a void or black hole that’s just what it is, nothing. Nothing inside, empty. But I am too angry, and too hurt to feel nothing. I guess it’s true; Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.
After the door slammed I opened the door to my bedroom and stuck my head out to scan the living room. He left, but what caught my eye was the little piece of paper laying on the table. I moved the rest of my body from behind the door and approached it with curiosity.
Sitting on my living room table, was a small piece of white paper that had been folded so many times the texture was soft. It was torn at the bottom and looked like it had been ripped from some kind of old receipt. On it, written in black ink, were the most hateful words he could have written.
I wish I had been there.
He was toying with me. He had to be. He couldn’t be sincere. He just couldn’t. If he was then I couldn’t see him as a monster, and he would just be Inuyasha. The same Inuyasha that use to chase me around the playground, or call me wench when he was mad. The same Inuyasha that could be an insensitive jerk, but somehow know just what to say to make me want to kiss him. The same Inuyasha that just walked out my door couldn’t be any of those things. Otherwise I could easily fall again, therefore he had to be a monster.
I crumpled up his note and threw it in the trash can without a second thought. I looked in on Taro to find him sleeping with the sheets halfway on the floor. I walked over and pulled the discarded covers up around his chin and kissed him on the forehead. I walked back out into the living room and stared at the crumpled note laying on top of the trash.
Maybe… No, never mind. I shook my head at my own thoughts and headed to the bathroom to take a shower before going to bed. I leaned my head against the wall as the hot water ran down my face and back as I took deep breaths. Things were too confusing and I didn’t know if I could handle it. Things were running through my mind, nothing I was able to focus on. I stayed in the shower with my head against the wall, not moving, until I felt the water turn cold.Once the water turned cold I stepped out, ignoring the cold goose flesh on my skin and the slight shiver I felt. I put on a pair of pajama shorts and a small t-shirt and climbed into bed.. I slept thinking of how tomorrow would go, now that all hell has broken loose.
“Hello?” I was standing alone in the dark calling for him. I couldn’t see anything and he had asked me to meet him here. When I arrived the lights were out and everything was dark.
“Hello? Yash? Sango? This isn’t funny. Hey guys?” I heard a noise to my left and snapped my head in that direction squinting my eyes trying make out any of the shadows, hoping one of them was my boyfriend.
Just then my breath caught in my throat as a pair of large hands covered my eyes and I heard a voice whisper in my ear, barely touching the skin there, tickling me with his breath and sending small shivers to reverberate down my spine to the base of my toes.
“Guess who?” I smiled once I realized who it was and turned around in the dark to see his face. The lights were still out and I could only see his eyes shining in the black tarp of the thick darkness.
“Inuyasha.” I whispered before I felt his lips over mine. His kiss was filled with fervor and obsession. His tongue sliding out and across my bottom lip before his teeth nipped there and held, before pulling me back in for more. I moaned into his mouth and wrapped my arms around his neck before he pulled away and untangled my arms from around his neck.
“Inuyasha?” He didn’t say anything except turn me around and pull my back against his chest and putting his hands over my eyes. He walked forward, with his hands still on my face and I had no choice but to walk forward or fall. I placed my hands over his as we walked together about twenty paces. Suddenly he stopped and spoke to someone else who I never knew was there.
“Now.” Without being able to see I knew the lights had come on and I gasped in surprise when he removed his hands and I saw all my friends standing in the basement of his house in front of table full of junk food, presents, and party decorations and balloons that were hung all around the room.
“Surprise! Happy Birthday Kagome!” They yelled as soon as his hands fell from my eyes. My eyes became teary as Sango and few of my best friends rushed up to give me a hug.
“Thanks you guys.” I said when I hugged them all.
“Thank Yash, he planned it.” I turned around and looked at him shocked. I didn’t say anything as I walked toward him with tears shining in my eyes. He just smiled at me and pulled me towards him, kissing me gently. I laid my head on his shoulder when I heard him whisper.
“Happy Birthday Kags, I love you.”
I woke up startled, my body sweating and feverish. I was trembling and my hands were shaking as I lifted them to my forehead to push my hair out of my face. My breath was coming out in exhausted pants and I turned my head to the left and saw 3:30 blinking on my alarm clock. I had dreamed about my sixteenth birthday party, but it felt so real. I can still remember every detail about that night, I can still feel his breath on my neck as he spoke those words to me.
Again I shivered as those memories reawakened in my mind. I was so happy then. We were so happy then. I still don’t know what went so wrong. Nothing was supposed to end up like this. Or so I had believed.
I remember him holding onto me as we danced that night. His arms wrapped around my waist, hands clasped together at the small of my back. My arms were around his neck as we moved together to the slow song, Fools Rush In, playing in the background.
“Thank you.”
“For what?”
“For tonight, it was great. I thought you had forgotten.”
“No, I just didn’t want to ruin the surprise.” He smirked down at me and I laid me head on his shoulder and kissed his neck lightly.
“Kagome?”
“Yeah?”
“Promise me something.”
“Anything.”
“Promise you’ll always be with me. You’ll always love me.” I smiled against his shoulder and pulled him closer.
“Always.”
“I love you Kagome. I’ll always love you.”
And the music stopped.
I had forgotten about that promise. How could he ask me that and turn around only to change his mind? It all seemed so real. I had thought he meant it, but he was only caught up in the moment. I had meant it, I would have followed him around the world, but he didn’t want me to.
I laid my head back down on my pillow and clutched the other one tight to my chest as I cried again. I didn’t go back to sleep that night as I laid there crying, crying for everything I lost when he said those things to me, only to say them to someone else later.
I love you.
Those words seemed to repeat after every thought, every memory of us together. All those times he had snuck out and climbed the tree near my window at early hours of the morning to tell me he missed me.
I love you.
Every time we would argue over small things only to have him kiss me in the middle of the argument and make me forget my next retort.
I love you.
Whenever he held me close and made my heart beat quicken and all the surrounding scenery melt away, leaving just us standing there together in each other’s arms.
I love you.
All of it, a lie. A beautiful shiny piece of fool’s gold that made our relationship what it was. Fake.
I never went back to sleep that night, instead I lay there thinking. I went over those old memories and each time I felt that same sting, like tiny paper cuts tearing me apart slowly. But I couldn’t stop. The apparent enjoyment we find in hurting ourselves purposely, like playing sullen songs when it amplifies your already spiraling depression. These memories are sort of a sweet misery.
I dragged myself out of bed a few hours later and started my morning routine early. I got up Taro at his usual time and already had breakfast made by the time he was up and ready. I dropped him off on time and still made it to work early that morning.
I was in a daze the whole day. Every thought traced back to my dream. I couldn’t help myself, either by choice, or sheer torment, I couldn’t get it out of my head. Thankfully work went by quickly and I left to pick up Taro at Sango’s.
I didn’t stay long, I didn’t even tell Sango about what happened between me and Inuyasha the night before. She was my best friend, but I couldn’t talk about it yet. I didn’t want to relay every detail to her like I was being interrogated. So I picked up my son and headed home.
The minute I walked in the door I dropped my purse and jacket on the floor, kicked off my shoes and dropped myself on the couch tiredly as if I had just finished running a marathon. Taro walked back into his room and I could hear his TV on from the living room. With a big breath I sat up and walked into the kitchen intent on ordering dinner. I didn’t feel like cooking.
When I grabbed the take-out menu I heard the apartment buzzer sound. I was expecting Koga, he had said we might do something tonight, so I hit the button to open the door without a second thought. I put the menu down and opened the front door.
But it wasn’t Koga standing there in a pair of blue jeans a black muscle shirt. It was Inuyasha. His head was down and I couldn’t read the expression on his face. His bangs were low and covering his eyes. I was stunned by his sudden appearance and wordlessly stepped aside for him to enter.
He walked in without a word and stood near the table looking at his feet. I shut the door and stood there in a much similar stance waiting for him to say something. He didn’t.
“What are you doing here Inuyasha?” He looked up at me with a silent question in his eyes. What he was asking for, I wasn’t sure. But his next words left me more stunned than before.
“I know you don’t want me here, but I wanted to see Taro. I meant it you know. I wish I had been there for him,… and you.” My mouth dropped open and closed several times as I processed the meaning behind his words. Did that mean he had regrets? I didn’t know, and I couldn’t bring myself to ask. Instead I dodged it altogether.
“Taro’s in his room if you want to see him.” I said emotionless and walked into the kitchen to order dinner. Inuyasha nodded and walked down the hall and disappeared into Taro’s room, shutting the door soundlessly behind him.
I ordered Taro the chicken lo mein, Inuyasha the bourbon chicken with rice, and myself the chicken and broccoli with rice. I also ordered two orders of egg rolls and some fried wantons for everyone to share. I changed out of my work clothes and into a pair of jeans with a baby pink tank top and small white jacket over it while we waited on dinner to arrive.
About 10 minutes later I heard the bell and rang up the food, but again when I answered the door I was surprised. There was Koga in a white shirt, black pants and brown leather jacket. I was too shocked to move so I just stood there blocking him from entering, wondering how to handle this situation. Apparently my mind chose that moment to draw a blank.
“Kagome? You okay?” I nodded my head quickly snapping out of my haze.
“Uh-huh. Fine. Yup, everything’s great.” I dragged out trying to stay calm and slapping on a big, very fake, smile. I think I hurt my jaw with that one.
“Okay. You gonna let me in?” I shook my head at myself before stammering over my next statement.
“Oh. Yeah, sure, come on in.” I was nervous, and unsure, but I stepped aside quickly to let him in. He walked in and sat himself on the couch. I kept my back turned to him as I shut the door, frowning and hoping Inuyasha stayed out of sight for a while.
I turned on the radio to drown out any sounds that may come from Taro’s room as I talked to Koga. I could explain later, right now I wanted him to leave. The song Unchained Melody was playing and I didn’t bother to change the station as I thought of what to say.
“Koga, I’m sorry. I know we were supposed to do something tonight but its not a good time. An old friend from high school came by and they wanted to see Taro.”
“Oh.” He said disappointed. I felt guilty for omitting the part that it was Taro’s father, and my ex who was currently ‘visiting.’
“I’m sorry Koga, I wasn’t expecting anyone. Can we reschedule?” I asked smiling at him. He smiled back and started walking toward the door me following behind him. I opened the door and he stood there next to me.
“Yeah, I’ll take a rain check. I’ll call you tomorrow.”
“Okay. Bye.” He leaned in and kissed me before leaving and I shut the door once he disappeared down the stairs. As I turned around I saw Inuyasha standing in the hallway staring at me. He looked angry and his eyes were narrowed.
“That him?”
“Who?” I asked confused by his question and sudden change of attitude.
“Is that your boyfriend?”
“Yes. But I don’t think that it’s any of your business.” He didn’t say anything, just stood there looking me up and down. The song switched over to Fools Rush In, pouring from the speakers of the stereo. Ironic, it was the same song me and Inuyasha danced to on my birthday.
Slowly he began walking towards me. He had a predatory gleam in his eye, and it scared me. He was too silent.
“Inuyasha?” He stood in front of me, so close our feet were almost touching. When I opened my mouth to say something he cut me off.
“Dance with me.” It wasn’t a question, more like a command. I had no idea what was wrong with him, or why he was suddenly acting like this, but I didn’t like it.
“No.” As I tried to walk passed him he grabbed my arm and spun me around to face him. He pulled me close to him putting my arms around his neck, as his own wound their way around my waist. I didn’t pull away as he started to move, I moved with him.
Wise men say only fools rush in
But I cant help falling in love with you.
Shall I stay?
Would it be a sin
If I cant help falling in love with you
“Let me go.” I said through gritted teeth, but other than those words I made no other attempt to free myself from his arms. Why, why couldn’t I push him away? I knew I should, I knew this was wrong, but I couldn’t push him away. I ignored the siren in my head screaming for me to push him away. He said nothing at first but continued to dance with me, staring into my eyes.
“No.” He answered bluntly still looking at me intently. I turned my head from his gaze and focused on the nearby wall to the left as we swayed together, our feet moving left to right as we moved in a small circle. Memories resurfacing in both our heads as we danced the same way we had years ago, to the same song. He broke your heart, my mind whispered. Still, even as I thought about all this I didn’t push him away.
Like a river flows surely to the sea
Darling so it goes some things are meant to be
Take my hand, take my whole life too
For I can't help falling in love with you
I felt him pull me closer and I looked up into his eyes. I saw a paradox of emotion there. His eyes holding everything, but at the same time nothing at all. I kept wondering what he was thinking, wishing I knew. Suddenly, he leaned toward me , his lips inches from mine. No. I didn’t want this, I couldn’t fall again. I started to pull away and when he looked into my eyes questioning…
The music stopped.
A/N: First of all I’m very sorry that some of the quotes are spaced wrong. For some reason when I upload the chapters my spacing gets messed up. If anyone knows how to fix that let me know please! Thanks to those who reviewed. I wasn’t planning on updating for a while, but the reviews I got made me want to write more. So thanks again. I love you guys!! The songs I used in this chapter are Unchained Melody by The Righteous Brothers, and Fools Rush In by Elvis Presley. On with the next chapter.
Please review!!
Chapter 11: When the Music Stops
After I left him standing there in the hallway I heard the sound of footsteps before the front door slammed. I recoiled inside myself at that sound, like I myself had gotten my finger stuck in the door at the moment of impact. After everything he did to me I felt guilty. He was trying to be a good father, make up for lost time, and here I was throwing snippy comments at him every chance I got.
I would never forgive myself if I drove him away this time, not from me but from Taro. At least this time it really would be my fault. My situation was an oxymoron. I couldn’t blame him for not being there in Taro’s life when I was the one who never told him. At the same time I had everything to blame him for. For choosing her, for lying about loving me, for leading me into a fools paradise. But most of all, for breaking my heart, which I was stupid enough to trust him with.
Oh how the wheels of fate do turn. Once again fate has dealt a cruel hand by bringing the source of my heartbreak and problems back into my life. I was more concerned by my reaction than anything else. I had told him I didn’t care, but if that were true than why do I hate him so much?
If I didn’t care I would feel nothing, like a void or black hole that’s just what it is, nothing. Nothing inside, empty. But I am too angry, and too hurt to feel nothing. I guess it’s true; Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.
After the door slammed I opened the door to my bedroom and stuck my head out to scan the living room. He left, but what caught my eye was the little piece of paper laying on the table. I moved the rest of my body from behind the door and approached it with curiosity.
Sitting on my living room table, was a small piece of white paper that had been folded so many times the texture was soft. It was torn at the bottom and looked like it had been ripped from some kind of old receipt. On it, written in black ink, were the most hateful words he could have written.
I wish I had been there.
He was toying with me. He had to be. He couldn’t be sincere. He just couldn’t. If he was then I couldn’t see him as a monster, and he would just be Inuyasha. The same Inuyasha that use to chase me around the playground, or call me wench when he was mad. The same Inuyasha that could be an insensitive jerk, but somehow know just what to say to make me want to kiss him. The same Inuyasha that just walked out my door couldn’t be any of those things. Otherwise I could easily fall again, therefore he had to be a monster.
I crumpled up his note and threw it in the trash can without a second thought. I looked in on Taro to find him sleeping with the sheets halfway on the floor. I walked over and pulled the discarded covers up around his chin and kissed him on the forehead. I walked back out into the living room and stared at the crumpled note laying on top of the trash.
Maybe… No, never mind. I shook my head at my own thoughts and headed to the bathroom to take a shower before going to bed. I leaned my head against the wall as the hot water ran down my face and back as I took deep breaths. Things were too confusing and I didn’t know if I could handle it. Things were running through my mind, nothing I was able to focus on. I stayed in the shower with my head against the wall, not moving, until I felt the water turn cold.Once the water turned cold I stepped out, ignoring the cold goose flesh on my skin and the slight shiver I felt. I put on a pair of pajama shorts and a small t-shirt and climbed into bed.. I slept thinking of how tomorrow would go, now that all hell has broken loose.
“Hello?” I was standing alone in the dark calling for him. I couldn’t see anything and he had asked me to meet him here. When I arrived the lights were out and everything was dark.
“Hello? Yash? Sango? This isn’t funny. Hey guys?” I heard a noise to my left and snapped my head in that direction squinting my eyes trying make out any of the shadows, hoping one of them was my boyfriend.
Just then my breath caught in my throat as a pair of large hands covered my eyes and I heard a voice whisper in my ear, barely touching the skin there, tickling me with his breath and sending small shivers to reverberate down my spine to the base of my toes.
“Guess who?” I smiled once I realized who it was and turned around in the dark to see his face. The lights were still out and I could only see his eyes shining in the black tarp of the thick darkness.
“Inuyasha.” I whispered before I felt his lips over mine. His kiss was filled with fervor and obsession. His tongue sliding out and across my bottom lip before his teeth nipped there and held, before pulling me back in for more. I moaned into his mouth and wrapped my arms around his neck before he pulled away and untangled my arms from around his neck.
“Inuyasha?” He didn’t say anything except turn me around and pull my back against his chest and putting his hands over my eyes. He walked forward, with his hands still on my face and I had no choice but to walk forward or fall. I placed my hands over his as we walked together about twenty paces. Suddenly he stopped and spoke to someone else who I never knew was there.
“Now.” Without being able to see I knew the lights had come on and I gasped in surprise when he removed his hands and I saw all my friends standing in the basement of his house in front of table full of junk food, presents, and party decorations and balloons that were hung all around the room.
“Surprise! Happy Birthday Kagome!” They yelled as soon as his hands fell from my eyes. My eyes became teary as Sango and few of my best friends rushed up to give me a hug.
“Thanks you guys.” I said when I hugged them all.
“Thank Yash, he planned it.” I turned around and looked at him shocked. I didn’t say anything as I walked toward him with tears shining in my eyes. He just smiled at me and pulled me towards him, kissing me gently. I laid my head on his shoulder when I heard him whisper.
“Happy Birthday Kags, I love you.”
I woke up startled, my body sweating and feverish. I was trembling and my hands were shaking as I lifted them to my forehead to push my hair out of my face. My breath was coming out in exhausted pants and I turned my head to the left and saw 3:30 blinking on my alarm clock. I had dreamed about my sixteenth birthday party, but it felt so real. I can still remember every detail about that night, I can still feel his breath on my neck as he spoke those words to me.
Again I shivered as those memories reawakened in my mind. I was so happy then. We were so happy then. I still don’t know what went so wrong. Nothing was supposed to end up like this. Or so I had believed.
I remember him holding onto me as we danced that night. His arms wrapped around my waist, hands clasped together at the small of my back. My arms were around his neck as we moved together to the slow song, Fools Rush In, playing in the background.
“Thank you.”
“For what?”
“For tonight, it was great. I thought you had forgotten.”
“No, I just didn’t want to ruin the surprise.” He smirked down at me and I laid me head on his shoulder and kissed his neck lightly.
“Kagome?”
“Yeah?”
“Promise me something.”
“Anything.”
“Promise you’ll always be with me. You’ll always love me.” I smiled against his shoulder and pulled him closer.
“Always.”
“I love you Kagome. I’ll always love you.”
And the music stopped.
I had forgotten about that promise. How could he ask me that and turn around only to change his mind? It all seemed so real. I had thought he meant it, but he was only caught up in the moment. I had meant it, I would have followed him around the world, but he didn’t want me to.
I laid my head back down on my pillow and clutched the other one tight to my chest as I cried again. I didn’t go back to sleep that night as I laid there crying, crying for everything I lost when he said those things to me, only to say them to someone else later.
I love you.
Those words seemed to repeat after every thought, every memory of us together. All those times he had snuck out and climbed the tree near my window at early hours of the morning to tell me he missed me.
I love you.
Every time we would argue over small things only to have him kiss me in the middle of the argument and make me forget my next retort.
I love you.
Whenever he held me close and made my heart beat quicken and all the surrounding scenery melt away, leaving just us standing there together in each other’s arms.
I love you.
All of it, a lie. A beautiful shiny piece of fool’s gold that made our relationship what it was. Fake.
I never went back to sleep that night, instead I lay there thinking. I went over those old memories and each time I felt that same sting, like tiny paper cuts tearing me apart slowly. But I couldn’t stop. The apparent enjoyment we find in hurting ourselves purposely, like playing sullen songs when it amplifies your already spiraling depression. These memories are sort of a sweet misery.
I dragged myself out of bed a few hours later and started my morning routine early. I got up Taro at his usual time and already had breakfast made by the time he was up and ready. I dropped him off on time and still made it to work early that morning.
I was in a daze the whole day. Every thought traced back to my dream. I couldn’t help myself, either by choice, or sheer torment, I couldn’t get it out of my head. Thankfully work went by quickly and I left to pick up Taro at Sango’s.
I didn’t stay long, I didn’t even tell Sango about what happened between me and Inuyasha the night before. She was my best friend, but I couldn’t talk about it yet. I didn’t want to relay every detail to her like I was being interrogated. So I picked up my son and headed home.
The minute I walked in the door I dropped my purse and jacket on the floor, kicked off my shoes and dropped myself on the couch tiredly as if I had just finished running a marathon. Taro walked back into his room and I could hear his TV on from the living room. With a big breath I sat up and walked into the kitchen intent on ordering dinner. I didn’t feel like cooking.
When I grabbed the take-out menu I heard the apartment buzzer sound. I was expecting Koga, he had said we might do something tonight, so I hit the button to open the door without a second thought. I put the menu down and opened the front door.
But it wasn’t Koga standing there in a pair of blue jeans a black muscle shirt. It was Inuyasha. His head was down and I couldn’t read the expression on his face. His bangs were low and covering his eyes. I was stunned by his sudden appearance and wordlessly stepped aside for him to enter.
He walked in without a word and stood near the table looking at his feet. I shut the door and stood there in a much similar stance waiting for him to say something. He didn’t.
“What are you doing here Inuyasha?” He looked up at me with a silent question in his eyes. What he was asking for, I wasn’t sure. But his next words left me more stunned than before.
“I know you don’t want me here, but I wanted to see Taro. I meant it you know. I wish I had been there for him,… and you.” My mouth dropped open and closed several times as I processed the meaning behind his words. Did that mean he had regrets? I didn’t know, and I couldn’t bring myself to ask. Instead I dodged it altogether.
“Taro’s in his room if you want to see him.” I said emotionless and walked into the kitchen to order dinner. Inuyasha nodded and walked down the hall and disappeared into Taro’s room, shutting the door soundlessly behind him.
I ordered Taro the chicken lo mein, Inuyasha the bourbon chicken with rice, and myself the chicken and broccoli with rice. I also ordered two orders of egg rolls and some fried wantons for everyone to share. I changed out of my work clothes and into a pair of jeans with a baby pink tank top and small white jacket over it while we waited on dinner to arrive.
About 10 minutes later I heard the bell and rang up the food, but again when I answered the door I was surprised. There was Koga in a white shirt, black pants and brown leather jacket. I was too shocked to move so I just stood there blocking him from entering, wondering how to handle this situation. Apparently my mind chose that moment to draw a blank.
“Kagome? You okay?” I nodded my head quickly snapping out of my haze.
“Uh-huh. Fine. Yup, everything’s great.” I dragged out trying to stay calm and slapping on a big, very fake, smile. I think I hurt my jaw with that one.
“Okay. You gonna let me in?” I shook my head at myself before stammering over my next statement.
“Oh. Yeah, sure, come on in.” I was nervous, and unsure, but I stepped aside quickly to let him in. He walked in and sat himself on the couch. I kept my back turned to him as I shut the door, frowning and hoping Inuyasha stayed out of sight for a while.
I turned on the radio to drown out any sounds that may come from Taro’s room as I talked to Koga. I could explain later, right now I wanted him to leave. The song Unchained Melody was playing and I didn’t bother to change the station as I thought of what to say.
“Koga, I’m sorry. I know we were supposed to do something tonight but its not a good time. An old friend from high school came by and they wanted to see Taro.”
“Oh.” He said disappointed. I felt guilty for omitting the part that it was Taro’s father, and my ex who was currently ‘visiting.’
“I’m sorry Koga, I wasn’t expecting anyone. Can we reschedule?” I asked smiling at him. He smiled back and started walking toward the door me following behind him. I opened the door and he stood there next to me.
“Yeah, I’ll take a rain check. I’ll call you tomorrow.”
“Okay. Bye.” He leaned in and kissed me before leaving and I shut the door once he disappeared down the stairs. As I turned around I saw Inuyasha standing in the hallway staring at me. He looked angry and his eyes were narrowed.
“That him?”
“Who?” I asked confused by his question and sudden change of attitude.
“Is that your boyfriend?”
“Yes. But I don’t think that it’s any of your business.” He didn’t say anything, just stood there looking me up and down. The song switched over to Fools Rush In, pouring from the speakers of the stereo. Ironic, it was the same song me and Inuyasha danced to on my birthday.
Slowly he began walking towards me. He had a predatory gleam in his eye, and it scared me. He was too silent.
“Inuyasha?” He stood in front of me, so close our feet were almost touching. When I opened my mouth to say something he cut me off.
“Dance with me.” It wasn’t a question, more like a command. I had no idea what was wrong with him, or why he was suddenly acting like this, but I didn’t like it.
“No.” As I tried to walk passed him he grabbed my arm and spun me around to face him. He pulled me close to him putting my arms around his neck, as his own wound their way around my waist. I didn’t pull away as he started to move, I moved with him.
Wise men say only fools rush in
But I cant help falling in love with you.
Shall I stay?
Would it be a sin
If I cant help falling in love with you
“Let me go.” I said through gritted teeth, but other than those words I made no other attempt to free myself from his arms. Why, why couldn’t I push him away? I knew I should, I knew this was wrong, but I couldn’t push him away. I ignored the siren in my head screaming for me to push him away. He said nothing at first but continued to dance with me, staring into my eyes.
“No.” He answered bluntly still looking at me intently. I turned my head from his gaze and focused on the nearby wall to the left as we swayed together, our feet moving left to right as we moved in a small circle. Memories resurfacing in both our heads as we danced the same way we had years ago, to the same song. He broke your heart, my mind whispered. Still, even as I thought about all this I didn’t push him away.
Like a river flows surely to the sea
Darling so it goes some things are meant to be
Take my hand, take my whole life too
For I can't help falling in love with you
I felt him pull me closer and I looked up into his eyes. I saw a paradox of emotion there. His eyes holding everything, but at the same time nothing at all. I kept wondering what he was thinking, wishing I knew. Suddenly, he leaned toward me , his lips inches from mine. No. I didn’t want this, I couldn’t fall again. I started to pull away and when he looked into my eyes questioning…
The music stopped.