InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Cafe In Manahatta ❯ Part Twelve ( Chapter 12 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: lil6ter 
The coffee was hot. Steaming hot as I poured it into his cup. It warmed my hands through the pristine white china. I set it down on his tray, smelling it and closing my eyes. His lips would touch the crisp edge of this cup. The coffee would pour into his mouth and warm it. He would bite into the scone that I have prepared for him with love, care, and extra everything. I set this one aside from the rest. He has been coming to my little cafe every Saturday and Sunday since it opened. He sits in the same place, drinks the same coffee, eats the same scones. He is my beautiful constant, and one day, I will build up the courage I need to go over there and talk to him and stop loving him from afar.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Psychological / Drama / Shoujo | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 04.26.2009 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 524 | Status: Completed
The coffee was hot. Steaming hot as I poured it into his cup. It warmed my hands through the pristine white china. I set it down on his tray, smelling it and closing my eyes. His lips would touch the crisp edge of this cup. The coffee would pour into his mouth and warm it. He would bite into the scone that I have prepared for him with love, care, and extra everything. I set this one aside from the rest. He has been coming to my little cafe every Saturday and Sunday since it opened. He sits in the same place, drinks the same coffee, eats the same scones. He is my beautiful constant, and one day, I will build up the courage I need to go over there and talk to him and stop loving him from afar.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Psychological / Drama / Shoujo | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 04.26.2009 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 524 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: I love the only Inuyasha related thing I own. My cute little chibi inu key-chain which lives out its happy life on my iPod making fashion statements everywhere (Ha! Take that Parris Hilton! You want something hot? Then look at my iPod cuz it's so cute and knows how to accessorize.)
The Café In Manahatta
By: lil6ter
Part Twelve
True to her word, Kagome came here as soon as work was over. I talked the day away with Mr. Simon, and I was so engrossed in conversation with him that I was startled whenever the door opened. Kagome was no exception.
“Kikyo!” she cried, running over to me and wrapping her arms around me. Her heels clacked loudly on the slate floor.
“Hey,” I told her getting up from my place before Mr. Simon.
“Well, my dear, I think that I had better be off,” Mr. Simon informed me as he rose to is feet.
“Alright,” I told him after a brief introduction to my sister and my sister to him. I gathered up his cup and plate, taking them to the kitchen and filling them with water. It was late now, so I knew that I had to close up shop. I walked to the front and locked the door and turned off the lights.
“Do you need help with anything?” Kagome asked. She was always doing stuff like that: looking out for others. She used to do so much for me when the place first opened, or when it was being built.
“Looking like that?” I gestured to her suit.
“I can do the dishes while you get the floor.”
“Deal.”
She went back and started scrubbing plates and cups while I washed down all of the tables lifted the chairs on top of said tables, and started to mop. When Kagome was done and the dishwasher was loaded, I could hear her walk over to the entrance of the kitchen and look over at me. I looked behind at her and raised my brow.
“Well?” I prompted. “When are you going to tell me about him! How did you two meet?”
I saw her bite her lip and run a hand through her hair.
“I don't think that you want to hear that story Kikyo,” she whispered quietly.
I stopped mopping at her tone.
“Why not.”
“Because it's not a story worth telling.”
I saw a truth in her eyes that I didn't want to see there.
“Oh God…what happened?”
“Nothing—”
“Something happened.”
“Please don't make me tell you what,” she begged, “please Kikyo…you don't want to hear it.”
“Kagome, tell me what happened.”
She sighed and I could tell that she didn't have it in her to fight me off, especially with what had just happened to her with Inuyasha and me.
“I was about six blocks away from here,” she began ever so slowly, “when I met him. I was on my way over when I felt a tug on my shoulder, and I saw a guy making off with my purse. I took off after him, and got hold of the bag in an alley. I refused to let go. The mugger pushed me back, and I hit my head on the brick wall behind me.”
“Oh, Kagome,” I whispered, tears springing to my eyes as memories of the night Joe died flashed before my eyes.
“Suddenly, this guy came out of no where and shoved him away from me and my purse. I got behind him, and the mugger hit him in the shoulder, but Inuyasha went after him. A good sharp punch to the stomach knocked the air out of him, and left him off of my case. Inuyasha walked me to his place and put some ice on my head to help with the swelling. I thanked him, and he told me not to worry about it. I asked him if there was anything that I could do to repay him, but he claimed that there wasn't. I insisted though that I do something,” she paused and smiled. It was her smile. The one that she reserved for only the times that she was really happy.
“So what happened next?”
“I told him that if he didn't want me to repay him, that he should at least let me cook him dinner as a thank you. That is why I wanted to go through your recipes that one day. We had our `first date' the next day, and after that we had another date, and another, and another until we just said that we should go for it and we have been a couple ever since.”
I was silent as I mulled things over in my mind. Times from when I saw Joe last were still fresh because of Kagome's story, but I was happy. My sister would get the ending that I never did, with any luck, and I felt as if the world had been righted.
“I am happy for you. Really.”
Kagome light heartedly laughed, and then said the one thing that sent shivers up my spine.
“Now we have to find you another man so that we can double date.”
A/N: Nope…not a cliff hanger. Don't know what you're talking about. Now then…who saw how they met coming? I left a very obvious hint in the story a few chapters back. Things get interesting in the next chapter…and that is all I will say. Sorry that I didn't post yesterday, but I went to my last high school play. It was on the plague. You tell me how it was. Thanks for all of the love and the reviews! I really appreciate it! Keep reading!
Now for the AR (note how there is only one this time, so much thanks to kokoronagomu for reviewing)!
To: kokoronagomu
Lol….well…I can tell you this much: it isn't a cross over story, so WR is in IY. I think that when I have Inu not with Kag, it is the apocalypse, so that should tell you right now that they more or less go all the way. Now then…me killing someone is always a very good possibility, because o have killed Inu in the past (I just never posted that one for reasons I'm not going into). With all the hate she gets, she needs a good portrayal for once. Again…not a hater or a lover: just a neutral. That, and she fits the sister bill quite nicely ;-). Thanks for the review, and keep reading!