InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Life She Chose ❯ Only Hate ( Chapter 4 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

 

“Izayoi, InuTaisho, I finished your room. You can come on up.” InuYasha heard Kagome's voice float down to his parents, and outside to him. He heard her lead them to their room, before coming back into the house.

 

He glanced around in awe. The house was beautiful, but something was missing. Even a blind man walking into the house could feel the lack of a certain presence. It didn't quite feel right, once you were inside, not in a creepy, haunted sort of way. The house just seemed to lack. Despite the warm, playful colors that walls were painted, the house seemed cold, lonely and jail-like.

 

He heard Kagome's feet pad across the upstairs and into a new room, doing something. Figuring she was fixing up his room, he followed his dog ears, and Kagome's humming to locate it.

 

InuYasha stood in the doorway as he watched Kagome begin putting sheets on the bed.

 

“With how rich and famous you are, don't you have maids to do that for you?” InuYasha asked, making Kagome jump and stop humming. She turned to face him.

 

“Yeah, but I gave everyone a month off for the holidays, so they could spend the time with their families.” Kagome explained, still fixing the bed.

 

“Wow. Very thoughtful of you. I didn't think you were into the whole family scene.” InuYasha snapped, glaring at Kagome.

 

Kagome's brown eyes widened at his hatred towards her. It was hard to believe this was the same InuYasha that she dated. She knew it was her fault he had changed so drastically. She quickly finished making the bed, afraid to say anything else to him.

 

She really wanted to apologize for how she had acted, but she had never been the greatest at talking about her feelings. Plus, how completely cold InuYasha was acting, just made everything harder.

 

“There…ummm…dinner will be at seven, if you want to join everyone.” Kagome said softly, leaving the room.

 

For a second, InuYasha felt bad for his statement about family, but quickly got over it. He flopped down on his newly made bed, running his hands through his long, silver locks.

 

His life sucked. He was stuck in the house, no, mansion, of his ex-girlfriend, the love of his life. A woman he could only feel hatred towards. He was stuck in the overly large mansion along with his parents, his half brother, his best friends, and their wives, who were in Kagome's band. Not to mention, his friend's brats would be terrorizing the house. Happy, happy, joy, joy.

 

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Izayoi walked into the gigantic kitchen and watched as the singer began supper. Kagome was humming a melancholy tune under her breath, as she tossed a salad.

 

“Need help?” Izayoi asked kindly.

 

“Nope. I got it.” Kagome replied shaking her head. She tried to smile at her ex-boyfriends mother, but it looked more like a grimace.

 

“So, by the look on your face, I'm guessing you talked to my son.” Izayoi came over, and began helping her with supper anyway.

 

“Well, it wasn't exactly speaking. It was more like a lot of tension, uncomfortable silence, and insults.” Kagome said, setting the bowl of salad down, and checking chicken she had cooking in the oven.

 

“He was insulting you? I'll have a word with that boy.” Izayoi declared, as she whipped the mash potatoes.

 

“Oh, no! Please don't! I deserve it! I really do! The way I treated him when we were younger was inexcusable. I don't blame him for it at all.” Kagome stated quickly. “Umm…Izayoi, how come you don't seem to hate me? I mean, if I had a son, and some girl did to him, what I did to InuYasha, I would beat her to death with a base ball bat, or more fitting for me, a guitar.”

 

“You're too nice for me to hate you. What happened between you and InuYasha happened years ago. You were young, and you just accomplished your dreams. Anyone in your position would have done the same. I know if I would have been you, I would have, too.” Izayoi smiled at he young woman in front of her.

 

“Sango and Ayame didn't.” Kagome muttered softly, causing the older woman to sigh.

 

“When you were younger, they wanted to fall in love more then anything else, did they not?” Izayoi paused, and then continued when Kagome nodded her head. “You wanted to be a rock star. Love was second or third best, if not lower, on your priority list. You accidentally fell in love along the way. Maybe they just didn't want the life of a rock star as much as you did.” Izayoi reasoned.

 

“But that's the thing! He was second best! He should have been my number one! And, I ignored him! I ruined EVERYTHING! Do you realize how completely miserable I am? I live in a sixty-five million dollar house, ALONE! Sango and Miroku, Takara, Ayame and Koga, Taru, my mom, Sota, Sota's girlfriend, you and InuTaisho, Rin and Sesshomaru, Shizuka, Yuudai, and InuYasha all have your own rooms, which will stay yours! I still have like, twenty other, empty rooms!” Kagome yelled. “There is also an entertainment room, a nursery, a playroom, a library, my study, a recording room, a guitar room, a game room, and a bunch of other stuff!”

 

Kagome collapsed in a chair as she thought about her life. If she could trade it, she would. She had made the wrong choice a long time ago. She could, she should, have a family right now! Everyone else did.

 

Ayame and Koga were married and had two-year-old Taru, Sango and Miroku had a four-year-old Takara and a baby on the way. Rin and Sesshomaru had their seven-year-old son Yuudai, and five-year-old daughter Shizuka, who were currently away at boarding school. Kagome had no one. Absolutely, no one.