InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Pages of My Life ❯ Woken ( Chapter 6 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

A/N: This chapter took a little longer than I thought but I wanted to be satisfied with it. Thank you so much to crystalclearangel for reviewing and to everyone that reads this. Hope you enjoy the new chapter and if you do, or have any suggestions please email or review. Ja ne!

Laurell~

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I opened my eyes trying to clear the fog out of my mind again, even in sleep I felt confused and stressed. The knot in my stomach reminded me something was very wrong here, that and the IV in my arm. Beginning to focus I realized what had woken me...someone was calling my name.

I blinked several times looking up into a pair of very wide violet eyes. A boy sat next to the bed I had been laid in, he was leaning foreword peering into me with his hands grasped in his lap. He wasn't dressed like a doctor or nurse and I was certain I had never met him but something about him was so familiar. My throat was dry and I was worried the type of noise would come out when I tried to speak. But he didn't look like he was about to start explaining anything either. I closed my eyes for a moment trying to let it all come back to me, what the doctor had said, how I ended up here. I wished I had stayed awake long enough to hear how long I would have to stay like this...

“Who...are you?” My voice sounded foreign, quiet and weak but I was thankful to have spoken at all.

He looked taken back for a moment and seemed to consider his answer carefully. “I'm the person you ran into in the parking lot.”

It all came flying back to me, the realizations striking me so hard I winced. The man above me yelling, his frantic voice and his soft hand grabbing mine telling me to stay awake. The emotions churning beneath my pale form were a bit overwhelming. Part of me was so angry for him being there, for me being so clumsy, for him having the nerve to come here after me like some charity case. I felt even more confused than before and I didn't even realize it was possible...why was he here?

“What are you doing here?” Becoming more exhausted by the second, I asked somewhat annoyed.

“I'm not sure...I just wanted to know you were ok...” His eyes were staying locked on the tile floor. “I can go now that I know you are.” His voice faltered and I barely caught it, but it happened, and I immediately felt guilty for treating him coldly.

“No.” It was the first thing I thought to say, but maybe my brain still wasn't working properly. It was my turn to look down. “I mean you don't have to, I'm sorry for seeming ungrateful...that was very kind of you.”

He blushed slightly and I couldn't help but smile, it made him seem more human.

“Oh well yea it wasn't anything really.” he counted quickly “Is there anything I can get you? Do you want me to get the doctor?”

“No...This is all so confusing...I'd just like a little quiet to sort things out I guess. But some water would be nice.” My voice still sounded awful to my own ears. As soon as I said it he rushed out to find some, saying something about right back. I sighed, content to just be in peace. I spent the entire year alone and I couldn't deal with people well when stressed. This day was too heavy to be around anyone at this point. All I wanted was to be in my crappy apt right now, home would have been nicer but that wasn't possible anymore.

Of all my luck...how long are they going to keep me cooped up like a specimen? I should be counting my blessings for not being hurt worse but god the back of my skull was throbbing so bad still. He came back in the room with a cup and it dawned on me I still didn't know his name.

“Thank you so much,” I gave him a genuine smile when he sat back down placing the cup on the table next to my bed. I took a sip letting the wonderful feel of the cold liquid take me away for a minute. Enjoying simple pleasures would be all I'd have for at least a day or two. “I'm sorry I realized I still don't know your name.” Upon opening my eyes again I said.

“Oh, right, it's Inuyasha, but most just call me Inu it's easier.”

“Inuyasha...it's a kinda odd name, you know?” I said more to myself than him while looking over the rim of the glass. He just shrugged.

“I'm not from around here. Listen, I'm going to have to get going soon. I've got a ride coming.” He fidgeted in the chair uncomfortably, it was weird. He seemed completely fine when I first woke up. Guess I wasn't the sleeping beauty he expected, but it was no problem of mine.

“Ok then.”

“Do you have any friends or family you want me to call or have the doctors call? Or would your coworkers have called them already?” He reached into his pocket and fished out a silver cell phone.

“No.”

“Well you ca-” He looked surprised when I cut him off.

“There's no one to call. I'm not from around here either, but don't worry about it I'll be fine.” I knew my voice was icy and I shouldn't be acting so childish but how was it his business.

“Oh...well the doctor said you'll be here at least another day for monitoring. You sure you wont need anyone?” His voice had softened again, what's with this guy and mixed signals.

“No, I don't need anyone.” I locked my eyes on his as I said that. He slumped his gaze down and I mentally smirked. That should get rid of him. Once he left I could put this entire mess behind me and go back to my normal life. I heard a strange voice in the back of my head whisper `is that what you really want?' Instantly dismissing it I focused on Inuyasha. He stared at me for a little while longer then just nodded silently and rising from the seat.

His body was framed in the doorway when he paused. The bright hospital lights from the hallway haloing around him, they accented his every angle. Wow, he's gorgeous in a weird way, why didn't I notice until now. I realized he was cute, but standing like that all the lines off his body seemed hand placed like a delicate drawing one had spent hours on. He was sculpted.

After an eternity of silence he simply said “I'm sorry about what happened...take care of yourself Kagome.” Then he was gone. Completely out of my site, with me totally unable to chase after him even if I wanted to. Maybe if he hadn't said my name last, I wouldn't have felt so lonely, if I didn't have to hear it in the voice that woke me again. But he did, and it made me think of all I could be missing. After I was released I could go back to my `normal' life, but why was I eager to become one of the walking dead again? It felt like I hadn't breathed, ate, or slept in months. I just existed…

Hitting him today had almost put me in a coma, or so what they tell me, but I've been in one since moving here. He kept telling me to stay awake, to keep my eyes open, then it was him who woke me in this bed. Had he done more than that though, in how many ways had he woken me just now? The thought scared and excited me. What if I wouldn't be able to tolerate my miserable life anymore?

A year of sustaining myself, desolate but strong, and independent, but was my independence more important than my happiness? Don't even think that way, doesn't matter, because you can't ever go back. You promised yourself you wouldn't. A year of being lonely but being able to handle it and after one touch of his I crumble? All of it lost? It didn't make sense; maybe I did hit my head harder than I thought. I sighed and stared into the shimmering water. Inuyasha....

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