InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Time Goes By; Life Goes On ❯ Chapter 14 ( Chapter 14 )

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

Kagome finally got the information about the place they were going, only because Inuyasha did not know the exact whereabouts. He knew it was in the city but how to get there was a different story all together. Finally, after a battle within himself he begrudgingly gave her the name of the restaurant they were going. However, he did not tell her of the after dinner event that Saya planned for them. Lucky for Inuyasha he knew how to get there without Kagome’s aid.

To his surprise, she squealed with excitement and squirmed in her seat with anticipation. She said she had always wanted to eat there, but until now, she never had the opportunity to arise.

The rest of the car ride was filled with Kagome’s endless chatter about the restaurant and how sweet he was for taking her out. If only she knew how perplexed he was about going out in public. However, that subsided when he saw how happy she was and none of his perpetual torture mattered because all that did matter was sitting right next to him, and his nervousness of the situation abated by her smile. Laying his head against the headrest Inuyasha closed his eyes and listened, as Kagome rattled on about the restaurant Inuyasha was taking her.

It had a rather calming effect to his shattered nerves and tuned everything else around him out. Other cars seemed to whisper past them and the soft music coming from the radio died as his ears focused on her every word. Engulfed in the chatter his ears twitched when she took in a sharp intake of air. Opening his eyes he looked at her with sudden dread, her mouth was moving, albeit no sound was emanating from it, her eyes were wide and her body tense… with what he later found out to be excitement.

“Kagome are you okay?” Inuyasha asked, taking a closer look at the woman next to him. Her mouth moved again but like before nothing came out, but before he could reiterate his question she smiled a broad smile and pulled into the parking lot of Ginza. Finally, everything clicked in Inuyasha’s sometimes-dense head and he too smiled. They had reached their destination and to his disbelief, Kagome was speechless.

Trump stones winded their way from the curb to the awaiting glass doors. The pagoda roof curved in all the right places creating a traditional feel to the atmosphere. The shoji screen inspired double doors welcomed guests with their intricate design of magnolias and cranes. Even the paper lanterns that flanked the wall of the outer shell of the building created an ambiance of peace and serenity. Inuyasha felt like he had stepped back in time, the building looked like a temple from the past, and instantly he felt at ease.

Kagome giggled happily, as she bounded out of the car and shut the door behind her. She had seen this place in passing but never before did she think she would be there to dine. She clasped her hands in front of her as if in prayer and headed toward Inuyasha who had just exited the car. With a look of approval from the excited miko, they headed toward the restaurant hand in hand, only to find themselves breathless at the sight beyond the double doors.

Kagome’s eyes once again doubled in size as she took in the beautifully decorated innards. The walls with their intricate designs of bamboo and magnolias matched the front doors, the beautiful sculptures of Buddha and dragons gave the place a spiritual property that Miroku would have envied. Low tables flanked the room with enough distance between them to allow privacy to those who occupied them, the bold colors of the cushions that were to be used for seating created a nice contrast from the neutral walls and door as the lights created a romantic ambiance.

Kagome took a deep breath before turning to the hostess and reciting their name. She was told there would be a ten-minute wait before their table was ready and were escorted to the waiting area in the garden.

Kagome could not the beauty believe this place, of course she had stories of its beauty but to see it first hand was even better. Even the garden was tranquil and relaxing as many gardens typically were, but there was something enchanting about it. She could not tell if it was because of the mood surrounding her or if it was because she was here with Inuyasha in her time and on a date but either way, she was happy as a lark.

The ten minutes passed quickly as Inuyasha and Kagome sat in companionable silence reeling in their own togetherness, and it became apparent that words were no longer needed to justify their feelings. Just the soft touch of their hands sent waves of love and wanting through them and the ecstasy of being together could not be destroyed even if Tokyo fell down around their ears. The contentment and reassurance of each other’s feelings changed the dynamics of their relationship.

When the hostess came to take them to their awaiting seats Kagome let a warm smile grace her lips as Inuyasha timidly took her hand and gave it a light squeeze. For the first time in her life, Kagome was truly happy.

After a slow walk through the dining room Kagome and Inuyasha were taken to one of the lacquered tables in the back corner of the restaurant, as they took their seats they were handed menus before the hostess left them to ponder their choices and headed back to her post.

Kagome shifted so that her knees were comfortable tucked under the table before taking the menu and staring at with perplexed thoughts as Inuyasha tried to decipher the kanji of this time. Some of the words were very similar to that of his time but all he could figure out was duck something or another and that was not what he was in the mood for. Feeling dejected at his hindrance he waited patiently for Kagome to finish her decision.

“Mmm everything here sounds so good,” Kagome stated more to herself, “Okay I know what I want,” Kagome said finally looking away from her menu, “How about you Inuyasha?” she did not miss the blush that crossed his cheeks as he looked at the table with undeniable embarrassment and her heart ached for him. She knew that look and it was a look of total helplessness from not being able to read the menu, and from that moment, she vowed to teach him to do so. Come hell or high water Inuyasha would be comfortable in her time as he was in his own.

“I will find the perfect thing for you,” Kagome exclaimed picking back up her menu and began mumbling choices that her hanyou would like. She scoured the front and back, back and front until she made her choice. Mindful of his dislike for curry she chose for him roast trout with almonds, with ratatouille-style vegetables, and for her she ordered the roast venison and foie gras with fruit sauce. She knew more than likely that they would sample each other’s plates so she ordered her sans curry as well.

After the excitement of the chosen restaurant wore off they sat in relative and contemplative silence until their meals came.

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Miroku jolted awake from the unknown, he had a feeling of dread wash over him and his spiritual powers were crackling with malice. The feeling of dread was overwhelming and pulled him to his feet. The room was dark and he could hear the soft, even breathing from Souta’s sleeping form. In a quite panic, he wandered through the dark room thankful for the sparse furnishings allowing an easy path from one side of the room to the door.

The hallway was just as, if not darker than the room with the lack of windows. All the doors were shut telling him all were sleep with the feeling of dread growing stronger Miroku made his way to where Sango was sleeping. Standing at the barrier ears perked for any sign of wakened life beyond it, Miroku reached for the knob hands shaking with not only fear but also anticipation with the thought of seeing his Sango sleeping peacefully. He had longed to share his life with her and under different circumstances; he would not have paused but ran in with reckless abandon.

Palpitating, he could hear his heartbeat in his ears and this came as an unwelcome omen of the things to come. Shuffling of feet and murmurs of sleep startled Miroku from his thoughts and the feeling of dread abated momentarily. She was awake. Sighing with relief of not have to wake his sleeping beauty, Miroku stepped back and waited for her to open the door.

What in the world is going on Sango thought when she was snapped to consciousness by a feeling, a feeling of affright. It was the same feeling she perceived when her brother turned against their village and slaughter their family all due to the sadist plot of Naraku. It was an experience she loathed to feel again. Finding her feet Sango slipped soundlessly out of the bed stifling a tired yawn she made her way to the door. She knew she had to tell Miroku of her revelations.

As she reached the door she could hear feet shuffling across the wooden floors, she felt her body tense with fear. With all the bravery she could muster being alone she grabbed her boomerang and prepared to fight. What she saw, however, put her at ease; with a sure step, she flung her lithe body into his hard firmer one.

Sango's bluntness caused gasps of surprise to escape both of their mouths. Miroku for one never expected her to throw herself into his arms, especially after the heinous things he had done in the past. He always expected to earn her trust again; even after their declarations of love, he could feel the uncertainty that shrouded her very being. Not that he was complaining, however. He always loved the feel of her body next to his.

“Miroku,” Sango started not hiding the fear in her voice. She needed to tell him her feelings he needed to know the impending danger that was upon them. However, her thoughts became mere noise in her brain when Miroku tilted her chin up and claimed her lips as his own.

He knew it was a bold move to possess her mouth with his own but that did not matter, not anymore. All that matter now was her safety and before they both knew it they were working their way back to the dark room.

A fire burned in both their bodies and despite their previous feelings of dread, they welcomed the wonderful distraction. Their primal instincts seemed to take over and lead them down a path of self-satisfaction as they desperately tried to hang on to their modesty.

Sango groaned in pleasure as Miroku pulled her flushed body to his. Miroku could feel the desire that coursed through her very veins causing his to answer with his own desire. Finally, breaking the kiss for much needed air brown met violet with hope, love, and devotion.

“Miroku,” Souta called from the hall. He was jolted awake by the urge to use the bathroom when he noticed Miroku's absence.

Begrudgingly Miroku released Sango before turning to face the forsaken door. Turning to look over his shoulder, he could see the displeasure and disappointment on her face. Heaving a dissatisfied sigh, he opened the door to find a sleepy and confused Souta right outside.

“Souta is everything all right?” Miroku asked, opening the door wider for the young boy to enter.

“Yeah, everything is fine. I got worried when I woke up and you were not there,” Souta replied taking in the sight before him. He knew what he was seeing and he knew it was beyond his years. Being only eleven, he could not grasp the plights of adults and vowed to wait for as long as he could before allowing himself to consider all this. Ignoring the flushed faces Souta could see the trouble deep within their eyes.

“Souta this is… um… well… I can explain this,” Miroku stammered turning to Sango for help. Her blush answered his silent plea, changing the subject Miroku turned back to Souta, “We need to tell you something, Souta. I believe you will want to know.”

Young eyes widened in panic, not liking where this conversation was headed Souta sat on the bed holding his head in his hands.

“Souta are you okay?” Sango said taking a seat next to the boy and wrapping her arm gently around his shoulders, “It may not be anything, but we needed to let you know something we felt,” Sango whispered in his ear soothingly, she knew he as well as the rest of Kagome's family needed to know what they felt was going to happen.

They waited few minutes Souta to regain his composure before they launched into the explanation of dread that washed over them earlier. They told him about the well sealing because of Naraku, and about the portal said hanyou created from the magic. Telling the young boy about the imminent danger had went much better than they had hoped, answering the occasional question Miroku and Sango readied themselves for a trip across town-to Kagome's apartment.

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“Kagura!” Naraku yelled from the littered floor of the warehouse. he was tired of waiting for her to tell him the truth about Inuyasha and the impudent miko’s whereabouts. He knew about her discovery only because he followed her on one of her outings to locate the said couple. He saw the two leaving the hospital like she did, however, he did not follow them to their abode instead he left Kagura to do what she was inquired to do. Only to have the wind demon come back empty handed yet again.

Kagura felt her blood boil at Naraku's voice. ‘Did he know?’ Kagura thought making her way down the dilapidated stairway. She could see the anger flicker in his ruby orbs and the pain in her chest immediately crippled her. Gasping for breath Kagura doubled over clutching her chest. Complete darkness.

Naraku wrapped the lifeless body in his tentacles and pulled her to him. He would have to wait for her to wake up before he could send her to where Inuyasha was hiding. He would have his take the life of the miko in hopes of not only costing Inuyasha the thing he holds dear but also to gain more power. However, until Kagura woke he would have to wait a bit longer, something he had become accustomed to as of late.

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Kagome and Inuyasha finished their meals and enjoyed a glass of sake to ‘celebrate’ their first date as Kagome put it. Inuyasha smirked at her brazen excitement and entertained the idea of asking her to be his mate right there and then, but changed his mind when they sake was finished and it was time to move on to their next destination.

He would have to wait to let her know how he truly felt about her right now he was focusing on showing her what he hoped was a good time.

“Are you ready to go Inuyasha?” Kagome inquired before finishing off her glass of sake. Answering with a nod Inuyasha watched diligently as Kagome reached for her red purse. Throwing enough money on the table to pay for the meal and tip Kagome before attempting to stand. Apparently, the two glasses of sake she had proved to be a bit more than she could handle. Her face flushing from the heat of the rice wine, and her vision doubled slightly.

Inuyasha noticed her sway as she tried to take to her feet, in a flash he was holding her up and leading her out the door into the cool night air.

With an unsteady gait Kagome held onto Inuyasha for support, albeit she was thankful for the sobering effect of the cool, fresh air she held Inuyasha tighter to her petite frame.

The close proximity of the woman he loved warmed Inuyasha in a way he could not explain. He found her gesture comforting and her smell soothing. Even with her altered frame of mind she was still his only object of desire and he hoped tonight their prayers would be answered. Pulling his mind from Kagome and to their next destination Inuyasha led them a few blocks away to Bauhaus a friendly and intimate bar. Of course, Inuyasha was apprehensive about going to such a place, but with Saya’s reassurances, he finally agreed.

Kagome removed her arms from around Inuyasha's waist before taking his hand and squeezing gently. The bar was just up ahead and she was getting anxious to get off her feet, berating herself for wearing such heels to walk around in. Her self-torment ended when she realized what bar they were headed to. Despite her slight drunkenness, she urged Inuyasha to move faster. Before Kagome could protest Inuyasha scooped her into his arms and closed the distance between them and the establishment rather quickly. just like old times Kagome thought as they ran up the street with the speed and grace of a cheetah. She had longed to be like that again.