InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Very Thought of You ❯ I Are Crazy ( Chapter 2 )

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

After I had left the coffee shop (drawing in hand) I went back to the office. I had a pile of paper work just waiting for my signature, but the whole time that I sat at my desk, I could not help but think back to that girl.

Of course I reasoned, she could have just guessed what I looked like as a child, but then again that was doubtful, I do look rather different. Besides her drawing, I could have sworn that was her voice I was hearing. Though true she never did speak, something was telling me that it was indeed her voice that I had heard.

But (at the risk of sounding crazy) I have been hearing that same voice ever since I was a young child. I never told anyone, but I use to talk to the voice. We talked for hours when I was younger, but as I grew up we talked less and less. Finally, we stopped talking all together. This was the first time in years I have heard that voice, that voice you would swear belonged to an angel.

I did not think about it until I had gotten back to the office and tried to start working again, but now it is clear as day.

"I am going insane." I muttered aloud.

"You're just now figuring that out?"

I was foolish enough to say my thoughts of insanity outloud, but alas, there is nothing I can do about it now, the idiot heard me.

"What are you doing here, my dear, dear little brother." I sneered.

Dear my ass.

"I came to check up on the Kikyou thing." he said, and then proceeded to sit down infront of my desk, putting his dirty feet on it.

"It has barely been two hours, it will take a little longer to fix your mistake." I managed to say without ripping his head off.

"That's okay, I can wait." Inuyasha replied.

The little idiot.

"No, you cannot wait. I have work to do, and you being here will not help me in getting it done." I said as calmly as I could, but he was making it very difficult.

"Why not Sessy-kins? Are you PMS'ing?"

The little bastard.

"Oh yes Inu-chan. I am having these mood-swings, for instance, right now I want to throw you out of the window, and in a moment I will throw you out of the window." I said, almost sweetly, but not quite.

"I get it, I'll leave." Inuyasha said as he stood up, at least he's starting to learn, it took long enough.

"Good puppy. Oh, and feel free to see yourself out the window." I said, mentally smirking, as I went back to signing those stupid papers I should have been done with a long time ago.

"Feh. See YOURSELF out the damn window if you like it so fucking much." I heard Inuyasha mumble to himself as he walked out of my office.

Sometimes, no scratch that, all of the time, yes that is better, I wish that I did not have a little brother. Well, more like I wish my little brother was not Inuyasha. He was always a screw up, and most likely will always be a screw up.

"Though he can be entertaining at times." I could not help but think that, for it was true, his stupidity made for a humorous show.

"Showing cruelty to others will only get you cruelty in return." that heavenly voice, that I want to send to hell, said once again.

"Then let the cruelty be dealt, for I do not care." I thought back to the voice, knowing that if I said it outloud I would look even crazier than I already felt.

"You care, you just do not know it yet." The voice replied.

"No, I do not care. Let them be cruel to me, I have no concern over what they think of me, only what I think of myself." I again answered, oddly disturbed by the fact that I am talking to a 'friend' that my mind made up when I was a mere child, which was quite a while ago.

"What do you think of yourself?"

That is a stupid question. I like who I am, or rather I can tolerate who I am. I do not let my guard down with all of these emotions, and I do not let foolish people bring me down with words. I fight for what I want, and I do not take no for an answer. So what would I think of myself?

"I think of myself, as someone who does not need to tell anyone what he thinks of himself." I finally answered her, though in the back of my mind I could not help but to think that she already knew the true answer.

"You are avoiding the question while trying to make it seem like you are answering it." The voice said scoldingly.

"Very observant. Now go away, I do not wish to feel like a loon at this time." I, again, tried to be poilte, but this voice was making me question my sanity, and this was not a good day for that.

"Very well little one, for now I will leave you be, but I will be back." the voice said, and then I suppose it left, well that or it just shut the hell up so I would think it left.

"Little one, I have not been 'little one' for many years." that was my last thought before I went back to work, not thinking about the voice, or the girl, for the rest of the day.

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I got home late, as per usual. I was on the phone with a few lawyers, tring to fix my idiots brothers mistake. I told him he should have signed a prenubtual agreement, but he said he trusted the little whore.

"I must remember to call him tomorrow and say I told you so." I smirked.

I walked into the kitchen, intent on finding something to eat, but with my busy life I have had no time to shop, and this was again made apparent to me as I looked in my empty cabinets, not daring to go near the fridge.

"Can this day get any worse?"I could not help but ask myself

"Yes, things could always be worse."

Evil voice.

"I am not in the mood to play a crazy person at this time. Come back later."

"As you wish, but know I will never fully leave."

Great, just what I need, a stalker.

At this point I would have called someone, but I did not want people to view me as crazy. I thought I was crazy, and that was enough for me. I could deal with this, well, that or pretend like nothing is wrong and ignore this 'voice'.

"I still think that this is connected to that strange girl. If only I could find her again, then maybe I could get this to stop." I grumbled.

Or maybe I have not gotten laid in so long that I am starting to see and hear women that are not really there. Maybe I also imagined that drawing. Yes, it is not sitting in my jacket pocket at this very moment, because it does not even exist. Now all I need is to get more sleep and more sex, then all of this will be done with.

"Starting with tonight, and I will be late for work tomorrow."

This is good, I need rest, and some well deserved time off. I do not need a therapist, I just need to stop being a damn anti-social work-a-holic.

I forgot about food since it did not seem that I would find any here, so I went into my room to get ready for some much needed sleep. Though being a youkai, I still needed rest, and I had not been getting any with all of the work I get stuck doing everyday, and it only seems to get worse.

People would think running a succesful business would be all money and no work, but it is not. I have to do just as much, or even more, work than all of my employees. Rest is one thing that I do not get, and no amount of money in the world can buy the time that I wish I had back.

"This summer would be the perfect time to take a vacation. Maybe I will even let that idiot brother of mine look after everything for me." I thought out loud as I changed into some pajama bottoms

"Then again, maybe not." I sighed.

I looked at the time as I climbed into my bed, shutting the light of before I laid down fully.

"Record time, in bed before midnight." I mumbled...yes mumbled, to myself before I closed my eyes and let myself finally fall asleep.

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Sleep, what a wonderful, glorious thing...too bad phones do not fall under that same catagory.

"What?" I growled into the phone that had been ringing for the past two hours.

"Why the hell are you still in bed?" the idiot asked...no, correction...the DEAD idiot asked.

"Because I so enjoy hearing your voice first thing in the morning." I sarcastically replied, still wanting to kill him, infact wanting to even more.

"Well here it is so get your ass to work." he replied, and the killing need grew.

"How about, no? Now, forget you knew this number, because it will be gone by tonight." I said and then hung up the phone, and turned the ringer off

Wonderful glorious sleep...evil hanyous that like to bang on doors. I remember sleeping for a few more minutes, or it could have been hours, I'm not sure because infact, I cannot remember. I wish I could, it would have been a nice memory, too bad I cannot say the same for my brother, more so when I finally got up and opened the door.

"You dare come over here after waking me up at who knows what hour, and tell ME of all people that I cannot have one day of rest. Inuyasha, you better run if you know what is good for you." I managed to say it clearly, or actaully, growl it clearly.

Inuyasha's eyes widdened, and I smirked. He shot down the hall like his feet were on fire, and I of course chased the little bastard.

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I was back home an hour later, feeling much better as I walked in my door and sat down. I could not help the smile that showed upon my usually serious face. If I had to be awake for something, well, that was the best thing to be awake for. The screaming like a little girl, the curses, and the picture that Inuyasha made with his legs sticking out of the trash can.

"Forget about being late for work, I feel so great I do not think I will go at all." I said.

"Shirking responsibilities. Now that's the Sess-chan that I know."

The voice just HAD to come when I was happy, the one time in so very long that I was actually smiling.

"Leave me be, for today I wish to be work free, Inuyasha free, and most of all, crazy little voice free." I said it out loud, which was stupid, but no one was around so I did not care

"I will not always go away when you command, I am not a slave to you."

"Yes, well, neither am I. I wish to be the only voice in my head, yet there you are making me feel like I may need professional help."

"Yes, that would true if I was just a voice, but I am not."

"What do you mean you are not just a voice?" I asked, now becoming confused.

No answer.