InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Syndrome ❯ Lies Come Back to Bite You ( Chapter 50 )

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Chapter 50 – Lies Come Back to Bite You

Kagome was humming happily to herself as she hopped down the stairs. After her shower, she'd dressed in front of Sesshoumaru, which he greatly enjoyed, and she was now heading downstairs for a drink and perhaps a snack before bed.

Sesshoumaru was taking the time to catch up on some of his reading for class. He hadn't been on campus in over a week, except for when he'd accompanied Kagome on all fours, and he was behind in his studies. Now that his life was looking up instead of running out, the taiyoukai realized he needed to get to work. He had to get good grades and finish his degree, not only for his own sense of pride, but also because he would have a mate and eventually pups to support.

Kagome walked through the living room into the kitchen, oblivious to the gathering happening in the room next door , and grabbed a soda. She headed back to the living room to sit, only then noticing that all four of her friends were sitting in there with the television off, something that never happened.

"What's going on?" she asked nervously. "Who died?" Bankotsu looked up at Kagome and her chest tightened at the look in his eyes. "What is it?"

"We need to talk to you," he said solemnly. "It's about Sesshoumaru."

Kagome sighed in irritation. "What is it now? First you don't like him, then you're okay with him, only to dislike him again? I'm getting tired of this."

"It's important, Kagome," Miroku said. "Maybe you should sit down."

The miko sighed again, but plopped down in an armchair and placed her soda on the table next to her. "Okay, what is it this time?"

"First, Kagome, I want to apologize for telling them about what Sesshoumaru confessed to you," Bank started.

"Bankotsu!" Kagome exclaimed in irritation.

"I know, but they dragged it out of me. I'm glad they did though. Otherwise, we'd never have known."

"Known what?"

"Inuyasha, do you wish to tell her?"

The hanyou snarled in frustration. "It was bad enough tellin' you guys, now you want me to tell her too?"

"Fine," Bank said with a sigh. "I will tell her. Kagome, remember the party when you were attacked?" The miko nodded and he continued. "Do you remember the girl who approached Inuyasha and led him away?"

Kagome narrowed her eyes as she thought. She'd been fairly drunk that night, but she still had most of her memories intact, they were just a little fuzzy. After a moment, it came to her. "Yeah, pink hair, right? A... a neko."

"Exactly. She led Inuyasha upstairs to an empty bedroom and..." Bank hesitated, unsure how to word what he needed to say. "She performed oral se..."

Inuyasha cut him off mid-word. "Oh, for fuck's sake! She gave me a blow job!"

Kagome rolled her eyes. "And I needed to know that, why?"

"It is what happened immediately afterward that is important," Miroku said. "Once she had finished, she told Inuyasha to tell his brother that he had a bigger... penis." Even though a lifelong pervert, Miroku couldn't bring himself to use anything but the proper term in front of his female friend, and it was accompanied by a blush that could rival one of Kagome's any day.

"She what? But that would mean..." The miko trailed off as a feeling of dread descended upon her.

"It means that at some point, she had intimate contact with Sesshoumaru," Bankotsu said as gently as possible.

"He... he lied to me? But why? I didn't care if had no sexual experience whatsoever. Hell, I'd have bet money that he did! I don't get it!"

"Neither do we," Shippo chimed in.

"I think that perhaps he thought you would be more comfortable being intimate with him if you believed he was as inexperienced as you are," Miroku explained.

"Or maybe he just wanted you to think he didn't know anything so he didn't have to try so hard to get you off," Inuyasha added gruffly.

Kagome rose suddenly and headed to the entertainment center, kneeling down in front of it. She yanked open the cupboard under the television and began digging through the mess of items stored haphazardly inside. After a moment, she pulled out what she'd been searching for and immediately began flipping quickly through the yearbook.

"There she is," she growled before putting the book in Inuyasha's face. "That's her, right?"

"Yeah, that's her."

Before the guys had a chance to say anything more, Kagome was on her way up the stairs with the book in hand. They followed quickly behind her, eager to see the coming confrontation. It wasn't that they were hoping to break the new couple up by telling Kagome, they just wanted her to know that Sesshoumaru hadn't been entirely honest with her. She was their best friend, and it would have been a betrayal to keep silent about their discovery. In reality, they expected Sesshoumaru to explain it away, maybe confess to being less than truthful and apologize. Kagome was a forgiving creature and she would more than likely forgive and forget quickly. That, however, wasn't meant to be.

When she reached the bedroom door, the miko opened it with such force that the knob became lodged once more in the pre-existing hole in the wall. She stomped in and dropped the yearbook on top of the textbook Sesshoumaru had been reading. Pain instantly blossomed in the taiyoukai's as he sensed the anger and pain in her aura and scent. Something was wrong, and it was obviously related to him. Worry overwhelmed him as he waited to see just what the problem was.

Kagome pointed to a familiar pink-haired demoness and Sesshoumaru's stomach immediately twisted into knots while his beast began to berate him mentally for not telling her everything when he had the chance. "You have anything you want to tell me about?" she asked angrily. "Because I have it on good authority that you lied to me."

The pain in his chest increased at her tone, and breathing became more difficult as the Syndrome punished him for upsetting his desired female so greatly. He couldn't speak, but there was nothing he could really say anyway. He hadn't told her about his various experiments regarding his libido, because he knew it would make him look like a heartless monster. He never wanted her to know, never wanted to see how she would look at him in disgust. He'd always known he didn't deserve her, and a small part of him had always expected that he would screw things up before they were mated and ruin everything. Now she would take back her agreement to be his and he would be alone for the rest of his assuredly short life.

"You don't have anything to say?" Kagome asked, eyes narrowed as her anger grew. "We promised we would tell each other the truth, you didn't have to lie to me. It wouldn't have mattered that you were with someone else before me. Why would you lie about something like this? What else are you hiding from me?"

"There is no way to adequately explain the situation," Sesshoumaru said softly, still fighting for breath while trying to hide the very physical pain he was in.

"Fine then," the miko growled. She opened the close and grabbed one of the duffel bags she'd stored there, collecting some of her things from both the closet and the dresser in a flurry of movement. She slid a few loose textbooks into her book bag and then stormed out of the room without another word.

"What's the matter with you!" Bankotsu yelled at Sesshoumaru. "You're just going to let her walk away? You're not even going to try and explain?"

"There is nothing I can say," Sesshoumaru replied, turning away from the four males who were looking at him in shock. He was convinced that if he told her the truth, how he had taken advantage of several young women's attraction to him only to then purposely ruin their self-esteem to ensure their silence, she would hate him even more than she clearly did at that moment. Kagome was a kind and compassionate soul and he knew what he'd done was cruel.

"You're a fucking coward," Inuyasha snarled. "A liar and a fucking coward."

"Bankotsu!" Kagome yelled from the bottom of the stairs.

The male sent a questioning look at the taiyoukai, practically begging him to say something, but when he didn't, Bank walked away. He hopped down the steps two at a time and stopped beside Kagome, his heart aching at the sight of the tears shimmering in her eyes. "What can I do for you, Kaggie?"

"You can take me home," she whispered.

"You are home, Kagome. You live here."

"No," she said while suppressing a sob. She refused to cry while still in the house, she wouldn't give Sesshoumaru the satisfaction of knowing he'd broken her heart. "To the shrine. I can't be here right now. I don't think I can be here ever again."

Bank nodded sadly and grabbed his keys off the hook beside the front door. He took her bags from her and opened the door, leading her outside to his car. He helped her inside before putting the bags in the back seat and getting in himself.

"Are you sure you want to leave, Kagome?"

She turned to look at him, tears now running freely down her cheeks. "Why, Bankotsu? Why would he lie to me? Why wouldn't he explain himself? I don't understand!"

Her best friend wrapped his arms around her as best he could, and sighed. "I don't know, but he's an idiot for not at least trying. It'll be okay, Kagome. I promise we'll figure this out."

A sob wracked the miko's body as she pulled away from him, wrapping her arms around herself and suddenly feeling incredibly dirty. She'd allowed Sesshoumaru to touch her, do things to her she'd never done before, and he'd lied to her. She felt like she didn't know him at all, like he'd violated her by making her think he was completely inexperienced, when that obviously wasn't true. It had been the most incredible and pleasurable time of her life and now it was ruined, tainted by his deception.

"Please, let's just go."



A whole week had passed, and Mrs. Higurashi had been fully apprised of the situation. She was worried about her daughter. Kagome had never seemed so depressed before, not even when her father had unexpectedly passed away. This was a serious situation. Her daughter's soul mate was dying; all because he refused to explain himself, and Kagome refused to demand that he do so.

She was like a ghost, floating through her day never fully focused on what was going on around her. She took the train across town to her classes and then took the train home. She barely ate and seldom left her room when she was at the shrine. She seemed empty, and Mrs. Higurashi knew that something had to be done to resolve this situation before it was too late. Deciding that now was the time, Kagome's mother headed upstairs to her daughter's room, hoping to talk her through her problem and help her reach the correct solution.

"Kagome, honey?" she said after knocking softly on the door.

"Yeah?" the miko's lifeless voice was barely audible as she responded.

"May I come in?"

"Yeah."

Mrs. Higurashi opened the door, only to find her daughter face down on her bed. She sat on the edge of the bed and patted Kagome's back gently. "This isn't going to make you feel better," she said.

"Nothing's going to make me feel better," Kagome replied, rolling to her side to look at her mother.

"Don't you think you should try again? Go see him and ask for an explanation, you could even call him on the phone if you don't want to see him face to face."

"Mama, he flat out refused to explain. I feel so... so betrayed. We swore to each other that we would tell the other what we were thinking, that we'd always tell the truth. Then I find out he lied to me about something so stupid! It didn't matter to me! Why would he lie about it? I mean, the Syndrome is supposed to make it impossible for him to be with anyone else, so does that mean he doesn't really have it? Was he faking everything just to trick me or guilt me into being with him?"

Mrs. Higurashi shook her head. "I doubt that he could have faked the Syndrome, dear. From what you've told me, and what his father has told me..."

"You talked to Papi?" Kagome interrupted.

"I did. I wanted to see if he had any idea why his son would do something so idiotic as to not even give you a chance to forgive him." Kagome giggled and her mother smiled, glad to see even a second of happiness in her daughter. "Katsuro assured me that there is no way he could pretend he was suffering from the Syndrome. There is no way he could have transformed into his true form like he did without suffering from it. There has to be another explanation."

"Then why wouldn't he give it to me? Why just refuse? It feels like he doesn't really want me. If he did, he would have done everything in his power to keep me from leaving. He would have tried to explain until he was blue in the face. He didn't even try, Mama."

"Which is why you should try to reach him, if only one last time. Kagome, he is your soul mate. If you do not find out what is going on and he dies, you will spend the rest of your life wondering. You need to know. You need to push him until he confesses whatever it is he has to confess. And then you need to find a way to forgive him, because otherwise, you will never be truly happy again."

Kagome sighed, and the tears she'd been fighting began once again. It felt like all she'd been doing for a week was crying, and she was tired of it. The sadness was laced with anger at Sesshoumaru for giving up on her. If he truly wanted her, then wouldn't he have fought? Instead, he just watched her walk away without uttering a single word to stop her.

"But what if he still won't explain it? Or what if it's horrible?"

"That is always a possibility, but you still need to know."

"You're right, Mama. You're always right."

"Not always, dear. I have made my share of mistakes; that just gives me a better perspective to help you from repeating them. Talk to him."

Kagome nodded and wiped away her tears with a new, determined expression showing on her face. She would get it out of him, no matter what. Her mother was right. She needed to know, or she would wonder what could have been for the rest of her life.


Across town, Bankotsu had decided to do the same thing as Mrs. Higurashi and speak with the stubborn being under the same roof. He'd held his tongue for as long as he could, and now Sesshoumaru was going to hear just what he thought about the taiyoukai's choices as of late.

Sesshoumaru had barely moved during the last week. It was obvious that he was in pain and he wasn't trying to hide it. He hadn't even bothered to close his bedroom door after Kagome left, and so it still stood open, allowing anyone who passed by to see his pathetic state. He was feeling sorry for himself, while his beast had yet to stop mentally scolding him and giving orders. If he'd had the strength, he would have transformed again and run across town to the shrine to get to her, but as it was, the Syndrome left him weaker than a newborn pup.

Sesshoumaru tiredly opened his eyes as he heard someone walk into his room, before turning his head away; it was the most he could really care to move to show that Bankotsu was unwelcome. Much to his dismay, it did not discourage the interloper.

"I don't care if you want to talk to me or not. I'm going to talk and you're going to listen. You are being the biggest idiot I have ever seen!"

"How very helpful of you," the taiyoukai said flatly.

"I don't understand why you didn't try to explain. There has to be a reason, because from what I know, the Syndrome shouldn't have let you get it on with the skank. So what happened? What could possibly be so terrible that you'd rather be guaranteed to lose Kagome rather than take a chance and try to win her back? She's not just coming back to you on her own. You hurt her too badly by refusing to even attempt an explanation. She thinks you don't care enough to try. She's a zombie, man, and it's all your fault."

"If I were to explain, she would only hate this Sesshoumaru more than she does now."

"Moron," Bank muttered. "Do you know Kagome at all? After all these years stalking her, I'd expect you would know that she's incredibly forgiving, more so than she ought to be sometimes. No matter what it is, don't you think she deserves to hear it and decide for herself?"

When Sesshoumaru didn't answer, Bank picked up a spare pillow and whapped him on the head with it. The lack of response was shocking. He'd expected to be slammed against a wall with Sesshoumaru's hand around his throat, his feet dangling several inches off the floor. Instead, the taiyoukai only gave a weak growl.

"Come on, man. You're running out of time. If you won't explain it for your own sake, you should at least do it for hers. Think about it. You're going to die, but she's going to have to go on living, never knowing what really happened. She's never going to get an answer if you don't give it to her. Do you really want her to wonder for the rest of her life what was so terrible it wasn't fighting for her to stay? Do you want her guessing whether you ever really cared or not? You're her soul mate and you're content to just leave her all alone? That's fucking cold."

"She does not wish to hear my explanation, even if I chose to give it."

"I really never thought you were so dumb. Did the Syndrome melt your brain? Of course she would listen! She didn't just pack up and leave, did she? No, she came up here and asked you about it. She gave you a chance to have your say and you flat out refused. She wants to know. She needs to know, Sesshoumaru. It's pathetic. You're taking the easy way out and leaving her behind to suffer."

Inuyasha walked into the room, tired of listening to Bankotsu yell from his own bedroom. "He's right, you know. You're still being a coward. I didn't tell her what happened to break you two up, but I couldn't not tell her what I knew." When Sesshoumaru raised a brow, Inuyasha sighed. "You have no fucking clue what I'm talking about, do you? No idea why she was suddenly asking you about that bitch?"

"No, I do not, although I now know that I have you to thank for ruining my life. Oh, and ending it," Sesshoumaru responded snidely.

"No, that's completely on you. You lied about it and then you refused to explain yourself, I didn't do that. All I did was let her know there were inconsistencies in your story. That neko cunt, she picked me up at a party, the one where someone, probably you, saved Kagome from being attacked in the bathroom. She sucked my dick and then told me to tell you mine was bigger. I don't know what you did to her that she would go so far for revenge, but it certainly sounds like you did something with her. How else would  she be able to compare? Huh?

"That's all Kagome knows. Now, you need to fucking man up and tell her what you did, or didn't do, with that chick. You need to explain yourself, because not talking only makes it seem worse, like you're hiding things. You need to 'fess up to that and to anything else you might have lied about or left out. Come completely clean and give Kagome a chance to forgive you. I swear to god, Sesshoumaru, if you die on her I will find a way to bring you back just to kill you again."

The taiyoukai didn't respond, only rolling his eyes as he saw the monk decide to join in the conversation.

"I have something I want you to think about," Miroku said with a devious grin. "If you don't explain yourself, you're never going to get to touch her again. You'll never taste her lips, feel her soft skin, hear her sweet voice, see her smile... she won't come back to this house until you're gone, if ever, unless you make an effort to get her here. That's not all though. Oh, no. Once you're gone, she'll mourn for a little while, but eventually she'll move on. She's a strong woman and she won't sit around missing you forever.

"Once she decides to move on, she'll start dating, and we'll let her. She'll need the distraction, she'll need to put herself out there and try. She's going to be so lonely that she'll probably convince herself she's in love with the first guy who really pays attention to her. Wouldn't surprise me a bit if it was Kouga."

"Fuck that!" Inuyasha exclaimed loudly. "That wolf ain't getting near her."

"Ah, my friend, but if she desires it, you know she will ignore whatever protests we make. You've met Kouga, haven't you, Sesshoumaru? He's been trying to get into her pants since middle school and thanks to you, he'll probably succeed. She'll decide she can't stay a virgin forever and even if he's not perfect, he'll be there, unlike you. Think about that, Sesshoumaru. You'll be dead; rotting in the ground while Kagome fucks someone else, probably while wishing it was you. Does that sound appealing? Do you want that to happen?" Miroku's tone and his words were clearly meant to taunt the taiyoukai into giving some kind of reaction, and he sure got it.

Sesshoumaru sat up in bed and let out a vicious snarl. "The wolf will not touch her! She belongs to me!"

"Yeah... No," Miroku said while shaking his head sadly. "You might as well have dumped her when you refused to even try to explain things to her. She's a free agent, and once you're dead, there's not a damn thing you can do about it. Someone's gonna fuck her at some point. She doesn't want to be alone for the rest of her life, she wants to get married and have kids. Since you won't be around, she'll pick 'good enough' instead, and when she ends up miserable, that will be on you."

"That's enough, Miroku," Bank said while patting his friend on the back. At least the monk had gotten some kind of rise out of the taiyoukai. "So, you get it through your thick skull yet? Think maybe it's worth taking the time to give Kagome the explanation she deserves? She might be mad at you, she might be hurt, but she will more than likely forgive you. Your stubbornness is doing nothing but killing you slowly and painfully, when you could have already had all of this over and done with. She could be in your arms right now if you'd just opened your damn mouth when she asked you."

"Do you really think she still wishes to hear it? That she would forgive me?" The hint of hope in the taiyoukai's voice made Bankotsu smile.

"Of course she still wants to know. I guarantee you that's all she's been thinking about since she left. And I can't promise you she'll forgive you, that's up to her. Bbut I will tell you, there isn't much she wouldn't forgive, especially with someone she loves. Call her. Ask her to come back, or tell her over the phone if you really can't face her, but call her already."

Bankotsu, Inuyasha, and Miroku all stood staring at him, waiting for some sign, and they all sighed in relief when Sesshoumaru nodded. They left him alone, heading down the stairs to play some video games. Shippo came through the front door, having just gotten out of class, and plunked down on the couch beside Bank.

"Did I miss anything?" the kitsune asked, only to be answered with laughter. "Damn it. I always miss the good stuff!"


Sesshoumaru picked up his cell phone and stared at it for several long, painful minutes. Finally he worked up the courage and dialed Kagome's number that he knew by heart. He sucked in a breath, steeled his nerves, and hit send. After a moment the line began to ring and he counted them, silently praying for her to answer. When the call was sent to voicemail, his shoulders slumped in defeat, but he didn't hang up, no matter how much he wanted to. He waited for the beep, soaking in the sound of her voice that he had missed so badly, and then he left a message.

"Kagome... It's Sesshoumaru. I know we need to talk. I want to try and explain, that is, if you still want to listen. Please, call me back. I... I miss you."

The taiyoukai hit end and allowed the phone to drop to the bed. He'd tried. Now all he could do was wait and see how she would respond, if she responded at all.


Kagome walked into her room, toweling off her wet hair. The shower had felt wonderful, the heat relaxing her muscles that had become so sore from crying. She felt calmer, renewed, and she fully intended on calling Sesshoumaru and telling him he needed to explain himself, and she wasn't taking 'no' for an answer. Picking up her phone, she noticed that she had one missed call from an unfamiliar local number. She'd never gotten the chance to program Sesshoumaru's number into her phone, and her heart sped up at the thought that it might have been him.

She quickly dialed her voicemail and listened to the message. At first she smiled brightly as she realized that yes, it was him, but a few moments later she frowned. He sounded terrible, so weak, and depressed. When he said he missed her, her smile returned. Finally, he'd come to his senses and he wanted to explain things. She hung up, not deleting the message, and dialed once more. It rang only twice before the line was picked up.

"Bank, can you... can you come and get me?"