InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ To Find You ❯ Going Home ( Chapter 3 )

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

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Sesshomaru stalked through the parking lot, looking for his convertible. Where the hell had he parked it? He had to get out of there quickly. After saying his goodbyes to Inuyasha and his new sister-in-law, he was determined to get into his car before that leech Yura could suck his face off again.

What was with that woman and hair? Everytime she gets around me, she starts petting it, and talking about how pretty it is. Pretty. Hmph. She makes me want to shave my head so she'll leave me the hell alone!

People had started going home around ten and eleven. Even that Kagome-girl, the one he was sitting by for a while, had left.

God, he was tired of life. Tired of women. He just wanted to be alone so much of the time. He couldn't find anyone worthwhile anymore. He had many people working for him at his father's computer industry. He had been in charge secretly since he was seventeen, but hadn't made it public until he was of legal age.

Once upon a time, he had been almost friendly and courteous to his workers. Now he treated them as he treated anything. Cold, and silent. Not even in the dark recesses of his mind would he concede how much he hated his life, but that was how he felt.

Sesshomaru had nothing in his life to live for. He just wouldn't admit it.

There you are! he thought, spotting the bumper of his car. He walked over to it. Hm, I don't remember even parking here. Damn valet. His eyes widened. And I certainly don't remember THAT being there, either.

Kagome Higurashi was in his backseat.

Why the hell was Kagome Higurashi in his backseat?!

Holy hell. Was she...No. She couldn't be... She better not be... She was! She was drooling on his leather seats!

He leaned down over the side of the car, and put his hand on her shoulder. “Kagome.” He gave her a little shake. “Kagome.” he said strongly.

He wouldn't let up. His leather seats were at stake.

He leaned close to her ear, his long silver hair brushing her nose, “KAGOME.” He hadn't shouted, but his voice was so commanding that she was startled awake.

For about a second and a half.

“Go away, stupid head.” she muttered.

He stared down at the girl in disbelief. She had not just told him to go away. And surely she hadn't call him an elementary school insult. He closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose.

For once in his life, he wanted to throw a tantrum. He needed to get away from Yura. He needed to get home. He needed his car to get home. He needed to get a drunk teenager out of his car. Damnit! Why were things always so complicated for him!

He shook her shoulders again, this time, sparing no mercy. He had to wake her up, and if that involved giving her whiplash, so be it.

“Kagome...” he growled threateningly. Her eyes popped open.

“Ow, ow, what?!?” she snarled back at him. “Oh, hey,” she said, her eyes adjusting to the moonlight, then realizing it was Sesshomaru.

“Kagome,” he said with a patience he did not feel, “could you please get out of my vehicle?” he asked, standing up straight. However, this adjustment to his posture caused him to be very intimidating.

“Why?” she asked breathlessly. The way the moonlight filtering through his hair, and lighting across his high cheekbones was a beautiful sight. Not to mention, being a little drunk caused you to not reign in your emotions very well.

Sesshomaru sighed. This girl was plastered. She probably had mental problems. She must have, if she liked his brother. Now she was playing the swooning female. He was not in any mood to humor anyone that drooled on his seats.

“Damnit, because it's MINE. You do not belong in my car. I don't know who is taking you home, but it is not me.” He snapped at her.

Well, that certainly got her out of that mood. “Fine.” she mimicked his icy tone. “It wasn't comfortable anyway.” She crawled over the side of the car slowly, trying not to fall over.

She stood by the vehicle, hair is disarray, dress wrinkled, standing unevenly due to the heel being broken on her shoe. She held out her arms as if to say, there, happy? Jerk.

Sesshomaru plucked the keys from his pocket, and got into his car. Kagome folded her arms. He started the engine, and turned on his lights. He left Kagome standing in his place.

Kagome looked back to the reception area. The crowd had certainly thinned out a bit, but judging by how dark it was, it was very late. Suddenly, before she could take a step towards the canopied area, a car screeched to halt in front of her, it's side facing Kagome.

“Get in.” Sesshomaru told her.

“I don't want to.” She stuck her nose in the air.

“Get in now. You'll probably get run over if I leave you alone. Not that I would miss you or anything.” He glanced at her, as she hesitated, then entered the car. “I just wouldn't want to be known as `the guy that let Kagome get herself killed' to my in-laws.”

“Oh goody.” She buckled up.

Twenty minutes later, Sesshomaru was seriously considering homicide.

“Stop.”

“No.”

“Yes.”

“No.”

“Now.”

“Never.”

He growled loudly.

“Aww, it's okay. Come on. Admit it. You like it.”

“I don't like this radio station.” He growled.

“Oh, whatever.” She sat back in her seat. Why was he throwing such a hissy fit? The guy obviously had severe control issues.

It was quiet in the car, other than the soft hissing of cool air around them.

“Kagome.”

“Yes?” she turned to the expressionless demon.

“If I have to let go of the steering wheel while we're on the highway so that I can strangle you, what do you think will happen?”

Kagome, now a little more sober than before, paled.

She shut off the radio. The demon driving smirked.

“So,” she began, looking for a topic, “did you enjoy the wedding?”

“I did. Until some woman started mauling me.” He said deadpan.

Kagome giggled. She was relieved that no one was insane enough to really like Yura. And a tiny part of her was relieved that he had not enjoyed her attention.

“I really had fun. It's not every day you get to be a maid of honor.” She smiled, thinking of the wedding.

She leaned her head back, and the next thing she knew, they were at her house.

“Mmmmph. Just leave me on the porch.” she groaned.

Sesshomaru smiled. He might just leave her on the road. “Come on. I'll make sure you can get in the house.”

He walked her up the many shrine steps, trying very hard not to let her break her neck.

“Thanks.” she whispered. “That was tough.”

He laughed. “Good night.”

“Night night,” she mumbled. She shut the door. She made it to her room, but was so tired that she fell on top of the comforter, sleeping before her head hit the pillow, still dressed in her wedding attire, dreaming of a silver-haired youkai.

Kagome woke in the morning, the sun filtering in through her windows, hitting her eyes painfully. Her stomach rolled, feeling greasy and full of lard. She could feel the wedding supper

rise to her throat, and barely made it to her private bathroom before throwing up.

Feeling the most miserable she ever had, she dressed into her sleep clothes, and crawled back in bed. She slept until the early afternoon, or at least, until her mother got home from visiting her friend across town.

She slowly gathered the will power to pull herself out of bed, and head to the shower. She started the hot water, then decided against it. Hadn't someone told her cold showers would help a hangover?

Stepping into the stall, she screeched at the icy water. Biting her lip, it was almost bearable. She showered as quickly as possible, hating every moment of it.

Turning off the faucets, wrapping her hair and her body in large towels, she sat on her bed. She rubbed lotion on her skin, as she always did after bathing.

`Kagome.' Sesshomaru's voice came back as a memory to her, and she recalled every embarrassing detail in vivid detail as punishment for getting drunk.

She had to admit, as much as she regretted having gotten `tipsy', she was very happy that it was all over. She was a senior in high school, and couldn't afford to try and cram more into her busy schedule. Rehearsals, fittings for outfits, plans for the wedding, calls from caterers, arrangements, and living with a hectic Kikyou had taken a toll on Kagome.

The majority of the time, she was exhausted from dealing with the pain of watching her sister marry her first love. Her grades had been near failing, she slept all the time in class. She felt so rejuvenated now, compared to then.

Yesterday had been Kikyou's last day living in the shrine. She and Inuyasha had a large apartment, and were hoping to move into a house within the year.

Inuyasha made a lot of money, managing one of his father's businesses, just like Sesshomaru. Although it was a well-known fact that Sesshomaru was much more suited to, and more successful in taking over his father's business, Inuyasha did well also.

Sesshomaru. Why had he taken care of her last night? It was true, he hadn't been exactly Prince Charming, but he had been decent and kind to her.

She blushed even now, thinking of falling asleep in his car. She had, right? Yes, she had.

Damn, damn, damn. She had made such a fool of herself. Oh well, like she had had a chance to begin with.

Better nip this in the bud. It will be easier to not let the crush grow when he obviously wouldn't return feelings.

She knew she didn't have strong feelings for him, and was determined not to. She didn't want more heartbreak than she already had gone through with Inuyasha.

She shook her head, and thought, not for the first time, and not the last, that she was so pathetic for loving someone so much when it was only one-sided.

Kagome sighed, remembering her disgraceful behavior from the night before. She hoped she never saw Sesshomaru Taisho again, or she might just die from embarrassment.

Yes, of course she's going to see him! I hope I did okay. Did you like it? Give me a review!!! I love them! Thanks to everyone that reviewed! I'm very open to suggestions, constructive criticism, (not flames), ideas, and so on.

I liked this chapter. It's the longest so far, so be happy! The story is getting more difficult to write for me, so feel free to give ideas. I appreciate all your help!

Also - I”m beginning to work on another Inuyasha fic. I really like the idea. None of my friends are really into anime. As soon as I've got most of my current stories mapped out, I'd like to start it. However - I'd like to have someone help me out with it. Be my beta and cowriter.

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