InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Through The Mist ❯ Chapter 10 ( Chapter 10 )

Chapter 10

 

I felt the blush staining my cheeks as he trotted down the stairs, back to his serene home in the middle of the forest. With the milk carton in hand I entered my home, seeing nobody in the living room I went on to the kitchen. There, my mother, grandfather and Souta were happily dinning on whatever supper my mother had made. I sighed deeply as I noticed that it was oden. “Hello Kagome.” She said tipping her head slightly with a bright smile plastered on her face. Her shiny chocolate eyes were shut and I could scarcely see the many laugh lines, even from across the room.

 

“Hey mom.” I said slightly depressed, they could have waited for me, I hadn't been that long.

 

“Hey sis', sorry we didn't wait for you, it was ready a while ago and we thought we would eat it while it was hot.” The young boy explained.

 

“Kagome, maybe if you were more punctual you could have had it while it was hot.” Grandpa berated, he always went off on me like this for silly things, although I could see the love shining in her dark eyes.

 

“Sorry, it took longer than I expected.” I said with a bowed head.

 

“It's alright Kagome, don't worry about it. Just put your meal in the microwave and then have a seat, we've barely started.” I loved my mom, she was a hero of mine and she was always so strong for me.

 

“Kagome,” Souta taunted. “Hurry up, or we'll all be done breakfast before you even start.”

 

I gave him a playful glare with a loud `hmph' before I stomped over and grabbed my plate. Oden is good all the time, but I always preferred moms when it was straight from the pot, no microwaves destroying the natural taste of it. I leaned against the counter as I waited for the loud beep of the microwave. I gently strummed my fingertips against the marble counter thinking about Inuyasha and his lips. I blushed profoundly at the thought of his sweet kiss in front of my innocent family who didn't dare think that their little girl participated in intimate acts. Soon my thoughts were clouded with thoughts of him his attractive smile, glimmering eyes, gentle hands and his warm lips. Was I ready for a serious relationship yet? Doubt edged its way into my blissful dreams, but I was thankfully roused from my thoughts by the consistent dings of the microwave announcing it was done.

 

I popped open the machine and pulled out the plate before flinching, the plate was smoldering. I sucked on the abused digit before shaking it off. I grabbed a dishtowel then grabbed my plate before I returned to the dinner table, earning an amused chuckle from Souta. “I'm glad my pain amuses you.” I spat.

 

“Aw sis', don't think like that.” He said with mock hurt.

 

“You know you deserve it.” I said as a lazy grin spread across my face. After the short spat I began to delightfully slurp up the delicious food known as oden.

 

“Kagome,” My mother giggled. “Slow down or you'll choke.”

 

“Mhmm.” I said barely missing a beat. Even though I had started last, I was done first, perhaps it was because my family was too grossed out by the sight of me to eat, but I went and grabbed seconds. After I was done I leaned back relaxed, my stomach was full with an exquisite meal and I was ready to sleep for hours.

 

I picked up all the dishes and brought them over to the sink. I plugged the drain and began to run hot water before I scraped off any excess food into the garbage. I squeezed out some dish soap and began to wash the dinner plates with a wholesome smile.

 

Once I was done I ran up stairs and changed into my purple silk pajamas, they were my favorite pair. The bottoms were shorts with a teddy bear on the butt while the top was a spaghetti string tank top with another teddy bear, childish, but they were so comfortable and cute. Besides it's not like I have any one to impress, or seduce, I added as an afterthought with a smirk.

 

I walked over to the plain white desk and grabbed my mauve cordless phone before sitting down on my bed again. I dialed out the number by heart; I'd dialed it enough in my short stay here. Soon Ms. Tsuyoi answered the phone in a stressed tone, once she heard my voice I could hear her brighten immediately. “Why hello Kagome.”

 

“Hey Ms. Tsuyoi, how are you tonight?” I asked.

 

“I'm alright, I'm a little stressed about Sango. What were the chances that he would attack your house?” She asked gravely.

 

“Is Sango alright?”

 

“Oh, she's fine, she returned home a while ago, she seems shaken, but alright. Would you like to speak to her?”

 

“If she's up to it.” I replied.

 

I could hear shuffling around in the Tsuyoi cabin and Sango's name being called before Sango picked up on her cordless phone. “Hello?”

 

“Sango!” I screamed.

 

“Oh, Kagome!” She said timidly.

 

“Are you alright?” I demanded.

 

“I'm fine, or I will be. No need worrying about it though.” She said and I tell that she was shaking her head in disbelief. “I just don't understand.” She said confused.

 

“I don't blame you Sango.” I answered, shaking my head. “I don't either.”

 

“Kagome, would you come over?” She needed an explanation and she deserved it too.

 

“Of course Sango, I'll be there in a couple of minutes.” I looked at the phone for a brief moment before I pressed the end button and put it back in its holder. I jogged downstairs and explained to my mother that I was going to Sango's house and that I'd be back by eleven at the latest. A brief kiss on the cheek and hug later I pulled on some runners and rushed out the front door and down the street.

 

Sango's house wasn't far from my own, only four blocks, and thankfully they were in the other direction of Naraku's. I tried to shake the feeling of being watched as I strolled down the street; even the thought of him gave me shivers. His beady eyes still bored eyes into me, or so it seemed, but I doubted I would ever go by his house again alone, unless I was forced. I let out a sigh of relief as I neared Sango, I was happy that the short journey had gone uneventfully, life was being too hectic lately and I wanted a break with my best friend. Back in Tokyo we were nearly inseparable, always clinging to each other and sharing our secrets. I knew her darkest secrets and fears, just like she knew mine, and we could always read past the lies we said. She was in love, in love with my dear friend, and although she appeared to hate him in public, when we were alone and his name came up a fierce blush would override her cheeks.

 

I hiked up the steps to her front porch before I rapped on the wooden door. Soon the many sounds of chaos from the Tsuyoi household could be heard as they rushed to get the door. The door swung open to reveal a young face attached to the adolescent body of Kohaku, Sango's younger brother. He was such a sweet young man, and the entire family was crazy about him too. He reminded me a lot of his older sister with his chocolate brown eyes, and dark brown hair pulled into its traditional ponytail. In truth, Sango's family was very traditional, following many of the old Japanese customs and ethics. “Good evening, Kagome-san.” Kohaku said with a polite flush.

 

“Hey Kohaku-kun, how've you been?”

 

“Good, although I'm really worried about oneesan, she hasn't been acting herself since she got back. Could you try and cheer her up Kagome-san?”

 

“Of course.” I responded. “So, is she in her bedroom?”

 

“Yep, with Kilala. Mom wanted me to ask if you were staying for supper or not.” He inquired.

 

“Nope, I had dinner already, thanks anyway though.” I'm sure my eyes sparkled because Kohaku let out a giggle. “Oden.” With a happy smile I glided through the room and up the stairs to Sango's bedroom. I knocked lightly on the door before opening it into Sango's elegant chamber. The far wall that her bed was plastered against was a forest green while the other three were light beige. Her bedspread matched her forest wall while the pillows were plain white except for a small green floral design on the edges. She had a mahogany desk in the corner of her room that was covered with her many creative ideas.

 

She was lying on her bed staring absentmindedly at the ceiling, her eyes tracing the decorative lumps on her ceiling. I stepped into the room and gave a slight cough. “Hey Sango.” I announced awkwardly.

 

“Kagome!” She said, her face brightening slightly, although her skin still held an ashen complexion. She motioned me to come in and sit down. I timidly crossed the room to sit on her bed with a large sigh. She enthusiastically threw her arms around me in a fierce hug; I automatically returned the gesture with a loving embrace. “I'm glad you came.”

 

“Me too!” I replied enthusiastically. “I'm so happy you're okay.” I drawled as tears began to pool in my eyes, and as I looked at hers', I could tell that she wanted to cry too. That was always Sango's problem though, she always had to be so strong, she had forgotten how to cry to express some of her emotions. Sure, she cried when she was hurt, but only if it was serious, but never when she was sad or happy. All of our close friends even went as far to make bets that she wouldn't cry at her own wedding.

 

“Thank you Kagome.” She shook her head slowly. “I don't want to think what would have happened if you hadn't saved me…I'm not sure how, exactly, but you did. I-oh dear god Kagome! I was so frightened!” She crushed her head into my neck, and began to sob. I patted her back awkwardly. I had to be strong for her, I couldn't cry, I urged myself, but soon the battle was lost and I cried along side her, gripping her as though she was my life support, and it would end if I let her out of my clutches.

 

“Sango,” I repeated airily. “I don't know what happened, but I-I'm so thankful that it did! If you had died, oh god, Sango.” I lost the ability of coherent speech, now it was more of words and exclamations, but Sango seemed to be able to comprehend the meaning behind my words.

 

“Kagome, I'm glad you're my best friend.”

 

“Me too,”

 

We clung together for a couple more minutes before she finally pulled back; I gave a humorless laugh, and wiped the tears from my eyes. “I'm surprised you got out of the hospital so early.” I murmured.

 

“Oh, that. I wasn't there, but you know how my family is about hospitals, I never understood why they hated them so much, but anyway. They supposedly all ganged up on my doctor and threatened him to release me. It took some `convincing',” She said comically using her fingers to make quotation marks. “But the released me a bit early.” By the end of the short story we were both laughing or heads off, then she continued to laugh at me when I rolled off the bed, and landed on the ground with a loud `thump'.

 

“Oh, Kagome, you're such a clown.” She giggled.

 

“Thanks a bunch.” I grinned.

 

“So, what did your Okasan say?” She inquired.

 

“Well, she doesn't exactly know.” I winced.

 

“What! You didn't tell her! There was a creepy stalker in your home!” She demanded angrily, but I knew she was just trying to look out for me.

 

“Sango, I'm sure it was a once in a lifetime thing, besides if she knew you know I'd never even have the chance to get a life.”

 

“I guess, but she does deserve to know.” She accused, and I felt a tinge of guilt.

 

“Fine, fine. She'll find out, but later.” I emphasized.

 

“Deal.”

 

“What did your family say?”

 

“I don't know, and I don't want to know. They say I can't go out again until this thing cools down, and even then I have to have a group of people with me.”

 

I sighed in relief, at least she could still come out with me. “That's not that bad.”

 

“I'm sure your Okasan would understand.”

 

“Naw, probably not, she might have if it wasn't for dad.” I said with a small flinch. I was glad Sango knew all of my secrets, it was so easy to tell her everything, and I knew she would understand.

 

“I guess.” She trailed off. “Come on, let's get over this subject. Yesterday, what did you want to talk to me about?”

 

“Oh, Sango. I have unbelievable news. But not in a good way.” I could tell that her attention was unwavering, she always listened to me. I debated whether or not to tell Sango about demons, but she told me everything, so I should tell her everything too. “He-he tried to rape me.” I said unusually calm.

 

“What!? That fucking bastard! I'm going to fucking kill him! Fuck! He deserves to fucking burn in hell!” I loved Sango; she always was looking out for me.

 

“I would say go for it, but it's too late. Inuyasha beat you to it.” I said with a small grin. Suddenly I was disgusted with myself. How could I grin about death! I was horrible!

 

“What? Who's Inuyasha?”

 

“He's my friend, I guess. But maybe more `cause he kissed me. But he happened to be out when Kouga tried to rape me, but then he came and saved me! He was so beautiful Sango, my knight in shining armor! He saved me then I passed out. I had the strangest dream about him and a priestess named Kikyou. She was gorgeous Sango, but she so cruel. She killed Inuyasha right in front of me, then she said I was a priestess and that he's evil!” I knew I was crying, but I had to explain it to someone, it was already ruining my life. I felt Sango envelop me into a tight hug but I continued to babble. “I wouldn't agree, but then she told me that sh-she was going to train me in my dreams to be able to purify demons. I didn't believe in demons, but S-Sango, there are demons out there. Live demons! Inuyasha is a demon! Kouga was a demon! Who knows how many are out there! And the jewel that horrible man wanted is the Shikon jewel. Sango, I don't think I'm normal, and then there are demons, and I know I sound insane, but you have to believe me Sango! After I came back from the hospital, I saw Inuyasha again, and we talked for a while, then he kissed me. Sango, I kissed a demon, and I liked it! Am I horrible person?!” I was bawling by the end of my speech, but I needed to know.

 

“You're not a horrible person. You could never be a horrible person.” She soothed.

 

“How come you're not freaking out?!” I demanded. “You think I'm crazy.” I was accusing her now, but I couldn't stop, I was in sheer panic.

 

“No, Kagome, you have to know something. I already knew about demons. My family comes a proud line of demon slayers, since I could walk I have been taught to be able to tell who's a demon and who's not. I've been trained to kill them, I was caught off guard by that man, Onigumo, I didn't have a weapon.” She slowly shook her head. “I don't know how you did it, but you saved me.”

 

I looked at her shocked. “How could you not tell me!? I could tell you anything, and you kept something that important from me! How dare you! I though you were my best friend!” I stood up from the bed and began to walk towards the door.

 

I was about to leave when Sango grabbed my hand. “Kagome, wait. You know I would never keep something so important a secret from you unless I absolutely had to! If somehow the public found out, it could cause havoc and unnecessary wars.” She tried to explain, but I wouldn't listen.

 

“So, now I'm the public!?” I wrenched my hand from her grip surprisingly easily, and stormed out of her room.

 

“Kagome! Wait!” She was begging now, and it took all of my will power not to give in, I trusted her with the knowledge of demons, and she wouldn't trust me. That was that, I didn't want to talk to her anymore.

 

I left her house without another word, I knew she followed me down the stairs, and to the door, even through the yard, but then her mother caught her. All the while I could hear her calling my name, but I refused to listen, I needed some alone time, or someone to talk to. I needed someone to talk to, someone unparticular. Once I was pretty far down the street I began to walk towards the lake, I just had a feeling he would find me there. “Inuyasha!” I bellowed, waiting for him to come. “Inuyasha!”

 

Soon I was on the beach; I dragged my feet through the sand to a small park. During the day it would be crowded with children and their parents, joyfully playing in the park. I wondered how many of them were demons. I walked over to the swings and began to pump myself back and forth, gaining height as tears began to drip down my face. When I was a little girl I dreamt that when I was on a swing, if I went high enough, I could fly through the clouds to the moon. I began to pump myself harder, I wanted to be on the moon, I wanted to leave. It was foolish, but my legs wouldn't stop, I needed to have someone hold me and comfort me. My thoughts were a mess, nothing made sense, I wanted to scream, to cry, to laugh, to die.

 

Suddenly I felt two familiar hands on my back pushing me forward. I twisted my head backwards; there he was. A shadow of a smile spread across my face as I drifted to a stop. I stood up from the swing and walked into his open arms, wrapping them around his torso in a pathetic hug. I rocked back and forth in his arms as he whispered words of endearment into my hair. I looked up into his handsome face, nothing had changed, it was still boyish with stunning amber eyes. Angelic silver hair still framed his face, and a toothy grin still stayed in place as I eyed him. “Inuyasha,” I whispered.

 

“Kagome,”

 

Before I could stop myself I kissed him fiercely; I unraveled my hands from his torso and twisted them into his silky hair. Our tongues danced together like it had been practiced for ages, yet the spark of young lovers was still there. It was a battle; neither of us would let go of the fierce passion we were sharing. His tongue scraped along my teeth and I let out a soft mewl. Soon I lost the feel of his sweet mouth as he began to kiss up and down my neck in a loving excursion. Soon his mouth was against mine again, but with more of a raw need. My knees buckled and I feel onto the sandy beach, he, too, had lost his balance when I fell and fell on top of me. He held out his arms so that all of his weight had not landed on top of me. He rolled off of me with a snicker and before I knew it we were both laughing our heads off.

 

Finally when our laughter died down we laid there together, I put my head on his chest and he wrapped one arm around my waist and put it onto my stomach. Our hands entwined. I could feel how built his arms were and I shuddered at the feelings they invoked by holding me. Together we looked up at the clear sky, staring at the millions of stars, pointing out constellations to each other, and when we ran out of ones that we knew we began to make up our own. Soon we were hooting like drunks at the stupidest things. After a while we were just lying there, content to have each other's company when I did something that not only startled him, but me too. I rolled so that I was straddling his waist and I kissed him with as much passion as I could muster. “Inuyasha,” I said with glazed eyes. “Will you go out with me?” I said with a short smile.

 

“Why Kagome, I thought you would never ask.” He laughed, pulling me onto his chest. I began to nuzzle his neck, kiss it and nip at it. We were in a blissful world, where Kikyou did not exist, demons did not exist, priestesses did not exist and danger did not exist.

 

He let out a short growl, I liked the sound of it, it was deep and throaty, yet oddly comforting. He turned us over faster than I could blink so that he was on top, he began to kiss me, slowly and gently this time, I liked his kisses more than I had ever liked some one else's. “Dear god Kagome, do you know what you do to me?” He asked shakily. I slowly shook my head with what I thought was a seductive smile. He leaned in a kissed me again, so deeply that when he released me from his embrace that we were both panting wildly.

 

We rolled over again so that I was on top, completely covering him with my body like a blanket. He let out a gruff moan and stretched, his arms raising above our heads. His watch glowed a neon green showing off the time. Eleven forty-three! I was so late. I rolled off him and stood up dusting off all the sand. “Holy shit, I gotta go! Um, do you have pen and paper?” He quickly patted all of his pockets, he produced a purple pen, which I gave him an odd look about but he just shrugged. I grabbed his arm, not willing to waste any more time and scribbled down my number. “Call me.” Before I ran off towards my home, begging that mom would understand. I waved once, I think he waved back, but I couldn't see, it was too dark. I dashed home as fast as I could, I felt better, kind of slutty, but better.