InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Heart Says in Silence, What it Fears to Say Aloud ❯ My Fatal Flaw, Part One ( Chapter 14 )

Title: The Heart Says in Silence, What it Fears to Say Aloud

Chapter Fourteen: My Fatal Flaw, Part One

"The more things change, the more they stay the same, I'm not sure who the first person who said that was, probably Shakespeare or maybe Sting. But at the moments it's the sentence that best explains my tragic flaw; my inability to change. I don't think I'm alone in this. The more I get to know other people, the more I realize it's kind of everyone's flaw. Staying exactly the same for as long as possible, standing perfectly still…it feels safer somehow. If you are suffering at least the pain is familiar, because if you took that leap of faith, went outside the box, did something unexpected…who knows what other pain might be out there, waiting for you? Chances are it could be even worse."~ Gregory Smith as Ephram Brown from the WB Show, Everwood.

Kagome tell me that you don't love him, please. You can't love him can you?

The hanyou sat across from the fire, next to the sleeping form of the miko, Kagome. The angry flames danced in the air, casting shadows upon the sleeping figures of the demon slayer, lecherous monk, kitsune, and Kagome.

For once Inu-yasha would be the first to admit that he was stubborn, the moonlight-haired hanyou hadn't been without the knowledge of where the lovely and lively miko was since the day she'd come back.

Inu-yasha smoothed away the ebony hair that covered her delicate face from his gaze and a soft smile came to turn the corners of his lips as she nestled closer to his hand as though seeking his touch.

The young kitsune, Shippo was curled in her arms and snoring quietly, looking at them Inu-yasha felt so inadequate, so unworthy. Then the half-dog demon bent his head down in shame, it was no wonder why Inu-yasha smelt another male on her, this Katsuro, whoever he was the hanyou knew that he wasn't worthy of the miko either, of this much he was sure.

A growl came from deep within his throat but he caught himself when he noticed Kagome stir in her gentle and well deserved slumber.

"Inu-yasha"

His name uttered from her adoring lips shook him out of his state of thought and he felt heat rush to his cheeks as she smiled afterwards.

"I love you, Kagome." The words he refused to say in the light of day seemed to comfort the miko for she sighed happily and a light grin crossed her features.

Inu-yasha couldn't help but smile as well and lose himself in his thoughts of the miko, but when the sun could be seen from above the trees, dancing its way to the tops of the sky, waiting for the hanyou to say what needed to be said before taking the night from him.

Inu-yasha cautiously leaned over Kagome's fragile form before kissing her forehead lightly, it was a sweet passing touch but one that seemed to bring him some sort of contentment at the very least.

Then dawn came and the security that the darkness gave him was gone.

"Oi wench, you coming with us or what? We haven't got all damn day you know?" the hanyou called out over his shoulder to Kagome as she finished brushing her hair.

"I'm almost done." She ignored his silent order to come to him; Kagome simply went along with putting the mousse in her hair.

"Bitch, hurry up, who's going to be paying attention to your hair when you get kidnapped?"

"I do this to make myself look nice, Inu-yasha, do you have a problem with that dog-boy?"

Hard to believe that only a few hours ago he'd watched her under the glow of the moon thinking of his love for her and in the light of day all Inu-yasha and Kagome did was argue.

The hanyou could be heard muttering curses about pathetic humans and their stupid damned need to have people wait on them and such.

When Kagome got onto Inu-yasha's back a frown was set on her face and she spoke of stubborn dogs that didn't appreciate what a woman does to make herself look good.

"I appreciate anything that you, my darling Sango, or any woman does to look as wonderful as you do right now. I definitely appreciate it." The amorous monk spoke as his cursed hand crept its way towards the youkai exterminator's backside, which only resulted in a loud and clear SMACK!

"Its cursed I tell you! My wind tunnel drew my hand there! It cannot be helped fair Sango!" the pathetic excuses from Miroku could be heard and although she was mad she couldn't help but laugh with her face in the hanyou's silver locks.

"You look nice." It was a quiet statement and shocked Kagome to say the least. Even the smallest cornerstone of a compliment could not be even fathomed to come out of the half-demon's mouth and yet there it was!

"Excuse me?"

"I said that you look nice." He grumbled with a pout evident on his face.

Deciding not to ruin the quiet moment that had just occurred Kagome just smiled and sighed, daydreaming of possibilities.

"Thank you, Inu-yasha." She spoke as she clung closer to the hanyou and buried her face within the softness of Inu-yasha's hair.

A purely happy smile lit up the half-demon's face and if one had seen it one would have to smile as well, it was contagious.

It had taken some time but Kagome, equally as stubborn as the hanyou, had managed to get Inu-yasha to allow her to go home, but of course that came with its own price; he'd go with the young, powerful girl despite her protests.

Inu-yasha sat on the pink cloud that was Kagome's bed as she typed away at the computer, writing a paper for one of her classes, or at least that is what she told him.

All was quiet and still, nothing could be heard save the sound of the keys as she pressed on the keyboard, leaving the hanyou to his musings.

Being alone with her was what they'd done often now, since the knowledge of Katsuro came around. Without even knowing him Inu-yasha hated this creature beyond belief.

The sound of the telephone's shrill ring broke the hanyou from his reverie and Sota carefully opened the door to his sister's room.

"Sis, um….someone's on the phone for you."

Kagome continued typing away at her desk and questioned who it was before even turning to face her brother.

"It's…that guy you went out with those couple of times a few weeks ago." He whispered, afraid of Inu-yasha's reaction.

Kagome quickly reached for the phone and took a deep breath before answering.

"Hey Katsuro," a few moments after her greeting a small smile lit her face, "Can I go out tomorrow? I don't know Kat- -I know we haven't seen each other in a while. I was with some friends…the ones I told you about." She sighed before laughing at something he said and Inu-yasha snorted.

It surprised him that he'd been able to be silent for that long, but the moment that Kagome laughed he wanted to break the male known as Katsuro in half.

How dare that bastard? Kagome's mine.

"I'll call you and let you know what happens, bye." With those last words the hanyou took the receiver from the miko's fragile hands and opened the window, wincing as she yelled at him.

"What are you doing Inu-yasha?!"

"What the hell does it look like I'm doing? I thought I told you never to talk to that bastard ever again!"

"You don't even know him!"

"I hate him!!!"

Somehow in the heated conversation Kagome stood inches before him and the scent of her was enough to cloud all of his senses, making him forget everything. Yet, he clung to some form of stability and whispered the only words that could leave his lips, "You wouldn't understand, wench."

"Inu-yasha"

"He can't have you, Kagome, not now or ever." As the words left him, Inu-yasha turned and left the young miko to her thoughts.

Inu-yasha told me to forget about anything with Katsuro, but that doesn't give me anything. If that baka……I have to go out with Katsuro tomorrow, even if Inu-yasha gets mad. I can't spend my life not knowing about what would happen if I didn't just do whatever Inu-yasha tells me.

Kagome picked up the phone that lay on her bed and sighed before punching in the familiar seven digits of Katsuro's number.

He answered on the fourth ring, "Hey Katsuro…pick me up around four?"

What Kagome didn't see was Inu-yasha, he sat on the roofing near Kagome's open window and the inside of his cheek was bleeding.

Kagome was going out with Katsuro tomorrow and it hadn't mattered what he'd said.

He couldn't say anything, couldn't tell her he loved her, and couldn't make her stay with him, in that moment the only way to describe how the hanyou felt was wrapped up in five letter, alone.

A/N:

I know this totally sucks right now but I can't have her running to Inu-yasha. You'll soon be getting a lot of clues as to whom or what Katsuro really is.

The quotation at the beginning of my paragraph is from the show Everwood on The WB.

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Kay-chan

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