InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Cafe In Manahatta ❯ Part Ninteen ( Chapter 19 )

[ 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: 06.19.2009 | Updated On: 06.20.2009 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.5K | Visits: 431 | 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 Nineteen

I was going to kill Kagome. Not just in a teasing, tackle her and tickle her to death kill Kagome, but a slow, painful kill Kagome.

I had recovered from the incident on the floor, and now it was Saturday night. My White Rose never came by, and I was not surprised. After Kagome had ordered Chinese food and got a large bucket of chocolate ice cream, we stayed in and started looking for every dating website out there. Now, I was on the worst date I had ever gone on.

“Oh…but Kikyo…this one looks so promising! See? It says here that he is a doctor…a psychiatrist! And he loves to spend his free time in the kitchen. I'm sure that the two of you will hit it off right away!”

I hated him the second I met him, and I hated him because he was too perfect. Onigumo. He was smart, funny, witty, charming, charismatic…everything I had always wanted in a man, and everything that Bob was.

His perfection astounded me, and even though he was perfect, I couldn't bring myself to really like him. No…instead I hated him for no good reason. I wanted out of it. I thought back to all of the conversations that I had with my friends from way back when. How did they get out of dates they hated?

One phrase rang through my mind: the cell phone.

I smiled softly, and Onigumo thought that I liked something that he had said. Did I? I'm not sure…I wasn't paying attention any more.

I excused myself for a moment to go to the restroom, and took my purse with me. I counted five minutes, and then, just as I was walking back to the table, I saw him. My White Rose. He was in the same restaurant and…with another man?

I was praying that they were related, or on a business dinner. God…let them not be a couple. That would crush me.

I would wait out this dinner, if only I could see what was going on with him. Fortunately though, our table was fairly close to his, so I could keep my eye on him.

“I'm back,” I told Onigumo as I sat down. “They had wonderful lotion in the bathroom. It smells fantastic.” It was true: I had spent five minutes applying it.

“Give me your hand,” he replied then, and I did as he asked. He took my fingers in his grasp and brought them up to his nose and closed his eyes, inhaling ever so slightly.

“Mn…your skin smells wonderful. I only wonder what it tastes like.”

I yanked my hand back, not sure how to take that comment.

“You were a bit too forward with your words for my taste, Onigumo.”

“I apologize then, Kikyo. I never meant to overwhelm you.”

“Thank you, Onigumo. As I have said, I would like to ease into any relationship that we might have.”

“I understand.”

“Thank you,” I smiled, bringing the glass of wine up to my lips, while out of the corner of my eye I watched my White Rose. He was laughing at something the man had just said, and I felt a bile rise up into my throat.

Now then…don't get me wrong, I have nothing against gays, hell, I even have a few gay friends, but the thought of my White Rose being gay…that didn't sit well with me.

But still…the way his face was illuminated by the dim light and the laughter…it made me feel giddy inside. As I studied him though…I began to realize that his hair was slicked back again, giving him an older appearance.

“Kikyo?”

My attention snapped back to Onigumo.

“Yes?”

“I asked you if you wanted something for dessert.”

I bit my lip in thought. I had made something earlier for in case if I liked my date. Onigumo was a nice guy and all, but not one that I wanted to meet up with again. Still…I had spent most of the date off at another table. He deserved something nice in return.

“Why don't we go back to my place instead? I made something over there, and I think that you might like it.”

I saw the look in his eyes, so I had to clarify immediately that this was not a chance for him to explore my bed.

“It would be just for cake.”

His eyes dimmed ever so slightly, and I knew that he was disappointed.

“I would love to.”

A/n: Almost there…my favorite chapters so far can almost be posted! Squee! Now then…I can only wonder what is gonna come of this date? Hn…

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