InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Boyfriend ❯ From the Shadows ( Chapter 19 )

Disclaimer: InuYasha, Kagome and anyone else you saw in the manga or anime does not belong to me. Yukio does. If I saw so much as a shiny penny for this story, you think I'd be writing fanfiction still? Okay, I would… Damn other authors and their more interesting universes…

 

Genre: Angst, Romance
Rating: M
Codes: Inu/Kag
Feedback: Keeps my muse talking and the stories coming! Do tell. But if you have a flame, use it for something more productive, like setting your clothes on fire.

 

 

The Boyfriend
Chapter 19

 

Kagome looked down into Tama's honey brown eyes as she carefully fed her the way the nurse had shown her how. She was bottle-feeding for now to prevent introducing too many germs to her daughter. The tiny baby was still hooked up to machines, but she was able to swallow on her own and her lungs were finally functioning on their own. The doctors had to keep a close eye on her, since she had already had one failure with her breathing and had to be put back on the machine for a while, but she had made it three whole days this time on her own.

 

InuYasha watched from the other side of the glass. Kagome smiled up at him and he smiled back reassuringly. Kagome looked back down at Tama and watched her teeny lips moving against the nipple of the bottle. She felt serene and happy, just holding her baby. She couldn't relax, because she was nervous about holding her, afraid she'd drop her or pull on her wires or something if she wasn't super-careful. InuYasha wouldn't even try, he was so afraid of hurting her.

“When she's bigger,” he said, each time they visited. She was gaining weight in a good way and was up to five pounds. In just a few weeks, she would be going home with Kagome. Her mother agreed to watch Tama while Kagome was at school and Kagome had passed two of her makeup tests already. They went through the well each day to get news, but since InuYasha didn't intend to leave Kagome alone again, he came right back through with her so she could go to cram school and learn what she needed to make up the work she had missed all year.

 

Kagome's depression came and went and her mother told her that it was the same for her, right after each of her children were born. Souta had done as he promised and whenever he would have cried in his room, he had gone to Kagome to talk instead. A few times, he had cried on her shoulder, but she didn't mind. She was just glad he was finally talking about it. It was hard for her to hear, but she felt so bad that he had heard her that she forced herself to talk about it with him. Somehow, it got easier to talk about that way and a part of her was able to let it go.

 

Kagome decided to start seeing a counselor when she realized that talking was helping and despite having InuYasha in the room when she had to talk to the police, she couldn't bring it up with him again. It was too embarrassing for her. So she had seen a psychologist, once. It had helped a little and she told Souta he should try it. He said that he preferred to talk to her and wouldn't be comfortable telling a stranger about her, so she played counselor for him.

 

Tama finally stopped suckling and fell asleep and Kagome knew it was time to leave. She handed the baby back to the nurse, sadly, and watched as she was put in the incubator. Kagome smiled and talked to her daughter a little bit, then turned and left. She walked silently down the hallway with InuYasha until they stepped outside the hospital doors. They made it halfway to the bus stop before she realized that she left her bag behind.

 

“Oh, no!” Kagome said, cursing herself. “I forgot my backpack!”

 

“I'll go get it, just wait here,” InuYasha said, turning around.

 

“Are you sure?” Kagome asked, a little nervous.

 

“Yeah, it'll only take me a minute. You can finish going to the bus stop if you want,” he said. She nodded and he turned and hopped out of sight within moments. She turned to go to the bus stop and only made it a few steps before she felt someone too close behind her. She started to turn and then she was grabbed and pulled off the street into an alley. Kagome tried to scream, but a hand clamped over her mouth in such a familiar way that she froze on the spot. She was spun around while she was still immobilized by terror and she ended up staring into a face full of black hair and a black baseball cap.

 

“Yukio,” she gasped, not needing to see his face to know who it was. Still, he slowly lifted the hat off and revealed his eyes—the same eyes that haunted her nightmares so very often. Everything felt foggy, her body didn't seem to want to obey her commands to run and there was an ache building in her chest. Memories of being pinned down, helpless and in pain, flashed through her mind so fast she felt as though she was falling. The darkness was closing in as the daylight was robbed from her and she felt like she was going to be sick.

 

“Hello, Kagome,” he replied, his voice calm and cold, a dagger to her heart. “No more `Yuki-kun'? Decided to drop the sweet act, you little bitch?” he hissed, bringing his face close to hers. She could smell his breath, rank with his last meal, suffocating her. Kagome's heart was slamming into her chest; she felt like she couldn't breathe and everything seemed a little off, like a dream. She could almost step out of her body and watch from above, rather than being trapped by the arms on either side of her head. But she knew this wasn't a dream. She had never seen him bearing the scar that InuYasha had branded him with and it was clear and pale on his forehead. It wasn't the thin kanji she wrote in at school, but more like brush kanji, thickening and thinning as was appropriate to the two characters.

 

“W-w-what do you want?” Kagome stammered, trying to clear her mind. It was screaming at her that she should hide, run, get away; but it wasn't supplying any way to do so. Time seemed to have stopped, leaving her suspended in hell with the boy that haunted her.

 

“I wanted you to see what that little fuck of a boyfriend you had did to me. I wanted to see how you were doing. You do look like shit,” he said softly. “I suppose that's my fault. Do I come to you at night, Kagome? Do you scream for me in your dreams?” he laughed lowly.

 

“Get away from me,” she said, her voice no longer shaking. She just wanted to get away. Get away, get away; get away!

 

“Make me. Oh, that's right, you can't. Poor weak little Kagome,” Yukio said, tracing a finger down her cheek. Kagome finally came to her senses and put her hands on Yukio's shoulder, then brought her knee up as hard as she could into his groin. He yelled and fell to his knees and she ran for it. She ran straight into InuYasha as she reached the street. He grabbed her shoulders and she went still, seeing his nose twitch. A loud growl filled the street a moment later and his hat twitched on top of his head.

 

“Where is he? He touched you. I'm going to—”

 

“No, InuYasha, please, I just want to go home. Please, I want to leave.” Kagome was starting to shake and InuYasha stopped growling long enough to look down at her. He saw the raw pain and fear in her eyes and put the bag on her shoulders, then grabbed her hand and led her away. He wasn't going to make her stand there in fear… not when he could just track the boy later. “Thank you,” she whispered as the bus stop came into view.

 

“Did he hurt you?” InuYasha asked as they found a seat on the bus and sat down.

 

“Not physically,” Kagome said. “He just grabbed me and started taunting me. I… I kneed him in the groin and ran,” she said. InuYasha's hat twitched and his eyebrows went up. “The last time, I couldn't get a single attack to connect. I guess… I guess he wasn't fighting this time. I think he just wanted to make me afraid.”

 

“Looks like he got what he wanted,” InuYasha said. Kagome frowned and looked up at him. The adrenaline that had her shaking shifted again at his words, echoing Yukio's proclamation so many months ago through her mind as clear as though the memory were only days old.

 

“That son of a bitch,” she hissed, a fine, hot anger settling in. A woman nearby shot her a reproving look, but she didn't notice. “I… I'm not going to… let him have what he wants again!” InuYasha nodded slightly. “I… I hate him,” Kagome managed to say.

 

“Me, too. I just wish you'd let me kill him,” InuYasha agreed. The woman who had glared at Kagome now shot InuYasha an apprehensive look and looked around the bus.

 

“You can't just go around killing people,” Kagome said with a sigh.

 

“I know,” InuYasha said. Kagome looked over at him in surprise. “I remembered what it felt like when I killed those men that one time…” This time, the woman stood up and quickly hurried down the bus, deciding that it was better to stand than sit next to them. “I don't ever want to feel like that again. But… I won't ever forgive him. I really hate him and I want him to suffer…” Kagome leaned against his shoulder.

 

“I think he has been,” Kagome said softly. InuYasha looked down at her, but she didn't meet his gaze. “His eyes were shadowed, he looked thinner… He said I look like… that I look bad, but… he looked horrible himself.” Kagome felt a certain amount of satisfaction as she recalled the unhealthy pallor of his skin.

 

“Good,” InuYasha said with conviction. Kagome couldn't help but agree with him. After all, Yukio had brought it on himself.

 

 

To be continued…