InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Best Kind of Friend ❯ 8 ( Chapter 8 )

AN Please read:

 

I have been thinking a lot about taking this story down and just being done with it. I have the rest (there's only a few chapters left) outlined, but I haven't really been working on them. I am really sorry about the length between updates, it's just that these 2 chapters have given me a ton of grief.

 

I know where I want to go with this story, and I intend to go there despite everything, but if readers are generally not liking it and think I took it in all the wrong directions then that's cool, I think I will pull it. I just haven't been as into it because of all the second guessing myself that I had been doing.

 

So, I guess, if you leave a review, a little encouragement would be great, I feel like a teenager begging for peer affirmation. I guess I am. Anyway, enjoy.

 

Katie

 

Disclaimer: Inuyasha and co are property of Rumiko Takahashi and co.

 

Chapter 8

 

After being asked exactly 161 times, Kagome had finally agreed to go to the prom with Koga. Not that she particularly wanted to go with him- because she didn't- but he threatened every other guy who so much as looked as if they were going to ask her. When it came down to making a choice of either not going to the prom or going with Koga, Kagome decided that Koga wasn't that bad. He was good looking and she could always ditch him in favor of hanging out with Sango and Miroku once they got there. Koga was just a formality really.

 

But, alas, things were not meant to be. A week before big day Koga cancelled. HE cancelled on HER. For all the trouble he went through to get her to agree to go with him Kagome felt a little let down when he told her that he couldn't take her.

 

Apparently, his father had told a friend that Koga would take his granddaughter to the prom. Most youkai were home schooled, Koga being the exception rather than the norm. Koga told her that his dad's friend's granddaughter, a wolf demon named Ayame, didn't want to miss out on the typical high school tradition of the senior prom. When he found out about Koga going to a public school he saw it as an opportunity to ensure his granddaughter got to participate in the teenage ritual.

 

Kagome didn't mind really, she didn't want to go with him anyway. Not to mention that with the recent changes in her and Inuyasha's relationship she was pretty sure he would not be happy to see her at the prom with someone else.

 

In all reality not that much had changed. They were still friends; no major commitment had been made by either party. The only time he ever seemed to be more than friendly was when another guy, namely Kouga, came around, then he would grab her and growl and posture until the threat was gone, not that that was much of a change from the norm. Other than that he hadn't acted any different towards her.

 

Despite everything she was a little surprised that he offered to escort her to the prom. He had complained about how stupid the whole affair was since the day the first poster went up.

 

What surprised her even more was Sesshomaru's reaction. He was really supportive of the whole ordeal. They hadn't really talked much since `the incident', but she was pretty sure that he knew that had happened. Still, despite everything, he was the one who bought her dress for the big night.

 

He didn't buy her dress outright, but she knew that the money for it came from him. She knew that her mother didn't have $200 to spend on buying her a dress. Yet, when they went dress shopping her mom had more than enough to buy the dress that she wanted, she even had money left over to buy shoes and some costume jewelry. Kagome wasn't stupid; she knew the mystery money came from Sesshomaru.

 

 

 

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The prom was like any other. There was food, dancing, and pictures. A couple was crowned king and queen and everyone cheered. All in all it was an enjoyable experience.

 

But, as with many schools, the prom itself was not the highlight of the evening. The after party was. Some lucky kid's parents were, very conveniently, out of town the week of the prom and had a fully stocked liquor cabinet. The stage was set, so as soon as the prom ended kids herded by the car load to the party where blood-alcohol limits would be tested and hymens would be broken.

 

Kagome wasn't a drinker. She had a glass of Champaign at her cousins wedding once, but that was the extent of her drinking experience. So when Inuyasha gave her a glass of punch she didn't recognize the underlying flavor for what it was. By her third glass she was officially drunk for the first time and didn't really bother to care that she didn't know how she got into that state.

 

By the time Sango and Ayame joined her at a small table with a bottle of vodka Kagome drank with out much thought.

 

“Look at him Kagome. It's not like I think just because we went to the prom together we are married or anything, but geeze, you'd think he could give it a few hours after I told him no before he goes after another skirt.” Sango waved belligerently in the direction of Miroku who was currently feeling up Koharu on the makeshift dance floor.

 

“Don't feel too bad Sango, its men in general. Koga is just as bad. We've known each other since we were kids; he even said we would get married when we grew up, but since he's been going to this school he won't even talk to me.” Ayame hung her head dejectedly, and Kagome couldn't help but to mimic her considering that Koga's distance was inadvertently her fault.

 

Kagome opted not to discuss her man problems because she had no man and therein laid the problem. The closest thing she had to male troubles was wanting them when they didn't want her and not wanting the ones who did, but that was more of a personal problem than a man problem.

 

“Men are so stupid, all they care about it sex.” Sango took a nice long chug of the vodka and passed the bottle along to Ayame.

 

“And they can never make up their minds.” Ayame took a chug and handed it to Kagome.

 

“Yah.” Kagome took a chug for she knew all too well that all men really wanted was sex then they couldn't make up their minds as to where it would go from there.

 

The three of them continued their man hating until a very brave, or stupid, Koga came and pulled Kagome away to `talk', much to Ayame's chagrin.

 

Koga lead Kagome upstairs to a vacant room for the sake of privacy. Had Kagome been sober some warning bells may have gone off, but given her state of mind she followed willingly.

 

Koga locked the door then sat down on the bed. Kagome looked around for a moment and noticed that the only place in the room to sit was the bed, so when Koga patted the spot next to him she complied and sat next to him, but far enough away that they weren't touching. He pulled her closer so that they were.

 

“Kagome, I just wanted to say that I'm really sorry about tonight. I wanted to go with you, I really did.” He had his arm around her. Kagome knew that there was something wrong with this… but his eyes were so pretty.

 

“Uh, it's ok Koga. Inuyaha was able to go with me so it all worked out.” Speaking of Inuyasha, she hadn't seen him since they got to the party. Where could be have gone?

 

“Yah, about that, sorry you had to go with that mutt. It would have been better if you had just not gone or gone alone.”

 

“Koga-“ She was abruptly cut off when his lips crashed against hers in a very forceful and very wet kiss.

 

“MMMMMMMMM” Kagome pushed him as hard as she could, but he didn't seem to get the hint. Finally he broke away for air and she took her opportunity to get as far away from him as possible. She scrambled to the far end of the room, away from the door, not the best strategy.

 

“What the HELL?” She wiped the saliva away from her mouth the best she could.

 

“It's ok Kagome really … I forgive you.” Koga got up and managed to corner her against the wall.

 

“Forgive me?” Precarious position forgotten, she gave him the best glare he could muster.

 

“For fucking that mutt. I know how you are and that's why I can forgive you. You have a good heart so you pity him because he is just a half-breed. I get it, it was a pity fuck. And your heart is one of the things I love about you.” He kissed her again, but this time his hands got in on the action, one was on her breast and the other grouping her butt through her dress.

 

She pushed against him with all of her weight. It wasn't enough to really move him, but he did let her go and that was her objective.

 

“STOP!” Some how she managed to get out of the corner and make a dash for the door. He caught her by the wrist just as she grabbed the door handle. `Stupid demon speed' she cursed mentally.

 

“How did you know about me and Inuyasha?” There may have been more pressing issues at the moment, one being the wolf demon pinning her to the door, but for some reason this one seemed to take precedent

 

“He told us.” Koga shrugged non-chealauntly before attaching his mouth to her neck.

 

“Us?” Kagome pushed him away again and angled her neck so he could no longer reach it.

 

“The shop class. Someone was joking about you and him and he said he fucked you. Said it was alright too.” He made a move for her neck and again she blocked him.

 

Kagome was seething. How dare he tell his buddies what they did?! Normally she wouldn't have gotten this mad until they had a chance to talk about it, but given her state of mind and the current position she was in, her temper was quickly growing to monumental purport ions.

 

“Kagome, you're my girl, and you fucked him the least you can do is …“ The slap she delivered echoed through the room and stopped him dead in his tracks. He let go of her jut long enough that she was able to get the door unlocked and make it out of the room.

 

“I'm not your anything Koga! Get it through your thick head! And what I and Inuyasha did is none of your damn business! I don't OWE you anything!” She yelled back to him before storming down the stairs and looking around the house, through the droves of drunken teens, for Inuyasha.

 

When she couldn't find him anywhere she sought out Sango instead. “Where is Inuyasha? I want to go home.”

 

Sango fidgeted and squirmed a little. “He, uh, left with Kikyo … awhile ago.”

 

“Kikyo?” Why would he have left with her? More importantly why would she have left with him, she hated demons?

 

“Uh yah. I'd have Miroku give you a ride home, but he's too drunk to drive.”

 

Kagome sighed and walked out. She would find a way home one way or another.

 

 

 

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Sesshomaru had just barely fallen asleep when his phone rang. He was about to destroy it when the name on the caller ID staid his hand. It was Kagome. And she was calling at 2am.

 

“What?” He didn't have to work hard to sound grouchy. She was calling at 2am when she was supposed to be with his brother, after all. Surely the prom had ended hours ago and she was at home by now. Was she calling to tell him how much fun she had? If that was the case she could wait until morning, or never.

 

“I'm sorry if I woke you. I didn't have anyone else to call. Can you… can you come get me?”

 

Sesshomaru sat up abruptly. He could tell by her broken voice that she had been crying. She should have been home by now, the prom ended at 10. He took a deep breath, testing the air; Inuyasha wasn't home either.

 

“Where are you?” She gave him quick directions. “I am on my way.”

 

He found her sitting on the curb outside of a house in a residential district. There were cars parked up and down the street and he could hear the music blaring from the house she was sitting in front of. So, they came to an after party. That still didn't explain the absence of the half-breed.

 

He waited for her to notice his arrival and took the opportunity to study her. She looked so gown up in the deep red floor length satin gown. It wasn't frilly or sparkly like a lot of girls her age would wear. It was sleek and sophisticated and it made her look sleek and sophisticated as well. Her normally unruly hair, that she usually either kept down or in a messy bun or ponytail, was done up in an intricate up-do.

 

She finally noticed him and got up to walk to the car. Gone where the pig tails and school uniforms, instead she looked like a lady.

 

She got into the car and plopped down in a very un-lady like manner.

 

Now that she was closer the spell was broken. Her make up was smudged, obviously from crying, her dress was wrinkled in places, and she had her shoes in her hand instead of on her feet. And she positively reeked of liquor, and more disturbingly, wolf.

 

“You're drunk.” He stated simply as they took off.

 

“Yah the prom was great. I had a really good time thanks for asking.” She huffed and looked out the window, pointedly ignoring him.

 

“You're drunk.” He stated again. This time it was more for himself than her; Kagome didn't drink and he was having a hard time coming to terms with the fact that she was drunk.

 

“Yah … can you just take me home? I've had a rough night.” Obviously, he thought to himself.

 

“Your mother is going to be upset.”

 

She scowled at him. “I know. I meant your home.”

 

He glanced at her out of the corner of his eye and continued heading in the direction that he was already heading, back to his house.

 

“Where is Inuyasha?”

 

Kagome just shrugged. The motion of the car and the scenes flying by the window were doing funny things to her stomach. Up to this point she her mind felt fuzzy in a good way, now she was coming down, hard and fast. The world was spinning and her eyelids were starting to feel heavy.

 

Sesshomaru glanced back and forth between Kagome and the road. Her breathing seemed labored and she was swallowing way too often for his comfort. She was going to throw up and there was no way in hell she was going to do it in his car if he had any say in the matter. He breathed a visible sigh of relief when they pulled up to his building.

 

She was just starting to look a little better until she stood up; all of a sudden she looked ten times worse.

 

“Sesshomaru … I don't feel…” She was swaying and looked as if a strong breeze could knock her over. She slumped over leaning against the side of the car for support.

 

In the blink of an eye he picked her up and carried her as carefully as possible, as to not jostle her too much, up the stairs and straight to the bathroom. He made it just in time; as soon as he put her down she crumpled to the floor over the toilet and started heaving.

 

It took him a minute to get over the smell and block it out, but he had to; she needed him. He crouched down behind her and held her bangs away from her face while rubbing circles on her back.

 

Once the heaving stopped Kagome let her head fall to the toilet seat with a solid `thunk'. She felt like hell. Her whole body was shaking and she felt too weak to stand.

 

“I'm never drinking again.” She groaned.

 

“I would hope not.” Sesshomaru carefully helped her to her feet.

 

In the interest of saving her dress Kagome started searching for the zipper that held it in place. She could have sworn it was there, but now she couldn't seem to find it anywhere. To make matters worse she was forced to search with her eyes closed because the bathroom seemed so bright that she feared the intensity of the lights might blind her.

 

Sesshomaru caught on to what she was doing and helped her with the zipper. The dress fell from her body into a pool of deep red satin at her feet. Sesshomaru blinked a couple of times at the sight of her standing there in nothing but her underwear and stick on cups that functioned as a kind of bra. Only Kagome would wear pink boy cut panties covered in little white bunnies under an evening gown.

 

He didn't have long to look at her before she was on the floor heaving again. Again he kneeled behind her and made sure that nothing got onto her hair. He waited it out until he was pretty sure that her stomach was empty then pulled her away from the toilet and settled her in his lap. Sitting on the bathroom floor was not the most comfortable place to sleep, but he figured it was probably the safest.

 

 

She was shaking from the force of her heaving. He could see the trail of her tears and mascara running down her face. He wiped the inky little tracks away from her too pale cheeks then let his hand fall to her bare tummy to rub soothing circles in hopes that the act would calm her abused stomach.

 

Kagome's breathing evened out and her shaking muscles calmed down to the occasional tremor. She reached up and put a hand on Sesshomaru's cheek, pulling his attention to her. He looked down into her unfocused eyes, still shiny from crying.

 

“Thank you Sess,” she mumbled. She never abbreviated his name or called him anything other than Sesshomaru; she knew that it bugged the crap out of him when people were too lazy to say his name properly. He decided to let her slip this once.

 

“Sleep now Kagome.” He commanded in a tone that left no room for argument.

 

He watched her struggling to stay awake. Her eyes would close for a moment only to shoot open again a minute later. He continued rubbing her stomach marveling at the way that his spread fingers covered her whole midsection.

 

She was so tiny, so frail, so weak, and so undeniably human.

 

“Sesshomaru?”

 

“hm?” He continued to watch his hand on her stomach, no longer rubbing for the sake of soothing her. Instead he was raking his claws along her skin wondering how much pressure it would take to break the skin, marveling at how frail she really was. The feather light scrapes over her taught pale skin were already leaving faint red trails.

 

“I love you.” It was just a whisper but with his enhanced hearing he heard her loud and clear.

 

How could she say something like that to him after what she did with his brother? He knew that they held no commitment towards one another. That was why he had been so supportive of the whole prom thing; he had hoped that Inuyasha would do the right thing and court her properly after taking her virginity so casually.

 

He knew that questioning her now, in her state of mind, was a kind of extortion; but he couldn't resist. There were a myriad of questions that he had wanted to ask her about the whole incident, but because of his pride and out of fear of what she would say, he denied himself. Now he could ask her and knew that her answers would be candid, and he could hope that in the morning she wouldn't even remember.

 

“And Inuyasha?” When she didn't answer right away he jostled her a little to make sure she was still awake.

 

Her head lolled up and down, “and Inuyasha.”

 

He wanted to ask her more. He wasn't well versed on `love' as it was a very human emotion that he had been trained to suppress. Was there a difference in the way she loved him and the way she loved his half-brother? Did it really matter? She was just his friend after all.

 

He was about to question her further when he heard her snoring lightly. He made sure her head and neck was in a comfortable position before he let his head rest against the wall and fell into a light slumber as well.

 

 

He had probably only been asleep for about an hour or so when his cell phone woke him up for the second time that night… or morning as it were. He wondered why he didn't break the damn thing, or turn it off.

 

Kagome shuffled around in his lap at the sound, and then opened her eyes trying to discern where she was and how she got there. She rubbed her eyes and stretched a little when she heard him talking.

 

“Hello… yes… Which one…. I am on my way.” He clicked the phone closed.

 

Kagome blinked at him when he made to move her off of his lap so he could get up.

 

“What is it?”

 

“It's Inuyasha…”