InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ This Wasn't In The Job Description ❯ InuYasha Sings for Kagome ( Chapter 4 )

Chapter 4

 

InuYasha Sings For Kagome

 

It was hard for Kagome to draw her eyes away from InuYasha's ears and give him an answer. They seemed to mesmerize her, and she had the urge to reach out and touch them to ensure they were real. With an effort, she cleared her mind of such thoughts and tried to answer her increasingly annoyed-looking hanyou boss. What had he said? He had asked her if she were going to quit. As she got over her initial shock, Kagome realized that she did not want to quit this job because he was really a supposedly mythical hanyou. In fact, she was rather intrigued by him. The fact that he was a hanyou seemed to answer why she had been so unsettled by him before, and explained his strange ways. Of course, he would guard his privacy tenaciously when he had such a secret to hide in the human realm. And to think he was hiding in plain sight with his stage persona of the hanyou!

 

“Um, no, I don't want to quit,” Kagome said softly. “I would like to keep this job, unless my knowing what you are has forfeited my position.”

 

InuYasha sighed heavily and ran a clawed hand through his thick mane of long silver hair.

 

“Nah, living with me, you were bound to find out sooner or later,” InuYasha said. “I just didn't expect it to be this soon.”

 

Kagome smiled up at him, a feeling of relief washing through her. InuYasha quirked a quick half smile back at her, and her heart skipped a beat.

 

`What is this feeling now?' Kagome thought. `He smiles at me for the first time and I go all squiggly inside? I don't think I really want to pursue this train of thought any further.'

 

“I'm sorry I was eavesdropping,” Kagome said. “It's just you sang so beautifully and sadly, I couldn't resist listening.”

 

InuYasha stared at her intensely for a moment, making her blush and look away. Opening the door wider, he said, “Come in.”

 

Regarding InuYasha in mild trepidation, Kagome followed him into the room, and he closed the door behind her. It was obvious that this was his sitting room. There were two comfortable, brown leather arm chairs, a low coffee table littered with odds and ends, empty ramen cups and bags of chips. A Martin acoustic guitar was leaning up against a book case next to the stool he had obviously been sitting on. But Kagome's attention was drawn to the articles mounted on the walls. There were assorted obviously expensive electric guitars, and an old, used-looking sword resting in a locked case. InuYasha noticed her looking at it.

 

“I don't know why I keep that rusty, useless piece of shit around,” InuYasha said. “I guess because it was the only thing my old man left me.”

 

Kagome backed away from the case containing the sword with a shy smile.

 

InuYasha sat down on the stool and picking up the guitar, started to strum it.

 

“Do you know my music?” InuYasha asked.

 

“Only your hits,” Kagome said. “Although I almost didn't recognize the song you were singing just now. You sang it so differently from your recording.”

 

“Yeah, well, I don't think people would've liked it if I had recorded it like that,” InuYasha said.

 

“I would,” Kagome said, sitting down in one of the chairs.

 

That made InuYasha smile again, kind of sadly. Then he started to play another song.

 

InuYasha sang, softly and sadly, “If you really knew me, would you turn away? If you could read my mind, would I hear you say, half breed, bastard, don't need him anyway…I've got the hanyou blues, the hanyou blues…I've got the hanyou blues, the hanyou blues…”

 

Kagome uttered a small gasp and bit her lower lip. This was his other big hit, but sung in the same soft, sad manner as his previous song.

 

InuYasha continued, “My mind is like a vise, I keep my feelings tight. I give the world a snarl, keep emotions out of sight. I'm strong, and I'm mean, and not afraid to fight…I've got the hanyou blues, the hanyou blues…I've got the hanyou blues, the hanyou blues…”

 

It dawned on Kagome that if the stage persona of the hanyou was the real InuYasha as she had just found out, then these songs must be about the real him as well. Again, InuYasha was showing his true feelings while making everyone believe it was just a fictitious character.

 

InuYasha's long hair swept down over his arm as he strummed the guitar and continued to sing, “You may think that I am cold, but my tears are just for me. You may think that I don't care, but I really do you see. I'm so much more than you will ever be… I've got the hanyou blues, the hanyou blues…I've got the hanyou blues, the hanyou blues… I've got the hanyou blues, the hanyou blues…I've got the hanyou blues, the hanyou blues…”

 

Suddenly, InuYasha looked up and right into Kagome's eyes, startling her, as he sang the end of the song: “Someday I will be me. Someday I will be free, of these hanyou blues, these hanyou blues…”

The song was over, and they were left looking at one another in silence, as the last notes of the guitar began to fade. Kagome was captivated by his eyes and voice, and therefore spoke without thinking.

 

“InuYasha, are you free…of the hanyou blues yet?” Kagome said in a hushed tone.

 

InuYasha sighed and scowled, then got up from the stool and put the guitar down.

 

“I think it's time you tried to go back to sleep, Kagome,” he said, gesturing for her to stand up. “Come to my office after breakfast, and we will discuss your duties and what other errands I may send you on.”

 

“Uh, okay,” Kagome said, flushing in embarrassment as she got up and headed for the door.

 

InuYasha held the door as she exited.

 

“Good night,” Kagome turned to say, but InuYasha had already closed the door in her face.

 

`Well, he is still as strange and rude as ever,' Kagome thought as she walked back to her room. `But at least I think I might understand him a little better.'

 

Kagome put her cold cup of almost untouched tea on the night stand, and climbed into bed. As she tried to go to sleep, she was haunted by the sound of InuYasha's voice singing so sadly, and the look on his face when their eyes had met after he had sung the `Hanyou Blues.'

 

`Oh, I just know he is going to haunt me in my dreams tonight,' Kagome thought sleepily.

 

When she drifted off to sleep, she did dream of InuYasha. Only he was with the taiyouki of the earlier dream, moving about on mysterious business in the Feudal Era among humans, and being rejected by all. In her sleep, Kagome whimpered at the way InuYasha was treated, and a tear slipped from her eye.