InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ To Make A Wish ❯ Chapter 13

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

Chapter 13

Kagome stepped on the train hoping she wouldn't have to run into him. She had taken a cab the past two days and it was starting to take a bite out of her budget. She quickly scanned the seat and not seeing him she breathed a sigh of relief. She spotted an open seat and sat down. When she finally got her crutches situated she realized she was sitting in the same spot that she and Sesshomaru had started over, the memories of that day flashed before her eyes and she couldn't help but relive them.

“I just seem to have this natural ability to fall all the time. Most people can miss the small crack in the side walk, but I can hit it every time. It's really quite embarrassing.” She said while looking at their hands that were entwined.

He released her hand, raised it to her chin to turn her face to look at him and told her, “I'll catch you if you fall.”

Her mind was racing once again. She promised herself he would have to work to get back on her good graces, but he was making it so easy just to fall head over heels with those words. Still looking into his eyes, she noticed his glance to her lips. How she wanted to kiss him again. Not waiting for him to make the next move she placed her lips against his.

She was brought out of her memories when the train suddenly stopped. Realizing it was her stop she quickly got up and headed off the train. She made her way to her apartment building and was just about to walk threw the buildings front doors when she thought she head someone calling her name.

“Kagome wait!” The voice called out.

She smiled when she realized who was calling and yelled, “Hurry up Sango!”

“I'm not the slow one.” Sango said holding the door.

“I can't wait till I get this damn thing off, only three weeks left. Why are you home so early?” She said making her way to the elevator.

“It's Friday, I thought I would hang with my girl!” Sango said wrapping an arm around Kagome.

“So what's on the nights agenda?” Kagome said smiling.

“I thought a sappy movie and some ice cream sounded good, what do you think?”

“I'm their!” Kagome said she was glad she had a friend that knew her so well.

When the doors to the elevator opened both were shocked when none other than Kouga was standing there.

Stepping off the elevator Kagome said, “Kouga what are you doing here?”

“I've come to talk to you.” He said flashing a smile.

“I'll take your stuff in Kag's.” Sango said grabbing the items and walking down the hall.

“Kouga what do you really want?” Kagome said watched her friend walk down the hall and wished she was following.
He took a step forward and reached for her hand, “I really do just want to talk. I know you said you have moved on, I just want you to know I'm so sorry for how I treated you in the past.”

“Kouga, I don't know.” She said trying to take a step back.

“I know I was controlling. I was just afraid of losing you. I've been seeing someone about my anger, I truly am sorry. Could you please go and have a cup of coffee with me?” He said pleading her with his eyes.

She couldn't tell by looking at him if he was lying or not, her stomach was in knots. She just stood their looking at him, she finally said, “Kouga, I already made plans with Sango tonight, but maybe some other time.”

“Some lunch, no strings, just two people talking.” He said trying to reassure her.

“Ok. But no strings and I pay for my own meal. We're going to just talk.” She said in a stern voice.

“Alright, I'll be by at 11:30.” He said with a small smile.

She watched him enter the elevator and turned to head to her apartment. She still couldn't decide if she should believe him or not, but one meal with him couldn't hurt could it? Opening the door to her apartment she was surprised Sango was standing right there. “Keeping an eye on me?” She asked her friend playfully.

“So what did he want?” Sango questioned wide eyed

“He wants to just talk.” Kagome said resting her crutches against the wall.

“Weren't you just talking?” Sango said.

“Yes. He wants to go to lunch tomorrow.” She replied while hopping to the couch.

Following close behind, Sango said, “Are you going?”

“He said no strings attached.” She replied shrugging her shoulders.

“Can you trust him?” Sango said with doubt.

“I don't know, he said he was seeing someone about his anger issues.” She replied looking to her friend for some support.

“I guess having lunch with him wouldn't hurt as long as you said no strings.” Sango said shaking her head. She had doubts about Kouga but if he was really seeing someone, who was she to question it.

“Enough of this, I want ice cream!” Kagome said throwing herself against the back of the couch.

“Ok, OK! What flavor trips your fancy?” Sango replied laughing.

“Chocolate, anything with lots of chocolate!” Kagome said grinning!

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Kouga was smiling as he walked out of the building. “I can't believe she fell for it.” He said practically skipping down the sidewalk. But he wasn't a fool; he knew she would want the name of some head doctor. Spying a phone both he ran to it, and to his luck a worn phone book hung their. Grabbing it he opened to the section marked mental, he laughed at his thought, `Mental, you would have to be mental to go to one of these quacks.' Scanning the long list of names, Dr. Tamika Kato, just seemed to jump out at him. He chanted the names a few times trying to memorize it, letting the book flop back against the phone booth; he made his way home confident Kagome was his once again.

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Sesshomaru stood looking out his window again. It had become a habit of his the last few days. He would get home from work, shower and stand at the window thinking. Today he noticed the flashing light of the answering machine and he slowly walked to it. He stood in front of the machine and just stared, he knew she wouldn't call. “Why would she?” He questioned himself. Stepping away from the machine and heading back to the window he rubbed the bridge of his nose trying to ease the headache that had tormented him the past few days. The headache was because he was thinking about what to do next. The pounding at the door startled him, walking to the door he paused and yelled, “Go away!”

“Shesso please open the door!” A woman pleaded.

Taking a deep breath he slowly made his way to the door, he told himself, `This is one bridge I need to cross before I can do anything else.'

“Kagura please just leave me alone.” He said opening the door, but blocking her path into the apartment.

“Sweetheart, I've been so worried about you!” She said wrapping her arms around his waist.

“Please Kagura, let go of me.” He said barely above a whisper.

“But I thought.” She said stepping back from him and looking at him straight in the eyes.

“You thought wrong.” He said stepping aside and deciding he didn't want to have this conversation in the hall.

She saw him step aside and walked into the apartment. She knew by watching his body language this didn't bode well for her. “Shesso, what's wrong?” She said hiding her anger and trying to convey concern.

He was with her for to long, he knew she wasn't concerned for him. She needed him, but it was only for the money. “Why did you want to see me?”

“I told you, I missed you?” Kagura replied taking a step closer and hoping the sad, longing look she was giving him was working.

“Is that really why?” He said giving her a piercing glare.

She wasn't going to stop because of his look, she was going to win this fight; she took another step closer and said. “Yes”

He took another deep breath and sighed heavily asking, “Why did you marry me?”

“I loved you.” She replied, willing tears to show.

“Are you sure?” He questioned with heavy sarcasm.

“I've never stopped loving you!” She said reaching out and touching his cheek.

Looking at her, he could see she was trying her damnedest to look sincere, but her eyes told him another thing, they were flat, hard and held no amount of feelings for him. Smirking down at her and with a hint of biting wit he said, “Kagura was it really me you loved or it was the money I have?”

She quickly step backed, it felt like he slapped her, but this was a slap of truth and she had to keep up with her act or lose everything. “How could you ask me a question like that?” She said not looking at him, for fear her true feelings may show.

Leaning against the wall and crossing his arms in front of himself, he smiled and said, “Easily.”

“Why you arrogant jerk.” She growled and slapped him, hoping, and needing to wipe the smug look from his face.

Rubbing his hand across his injured cheek he said, “I just recently figured it out for myself, I never really did love you. I used you just as much as you used me. I was looking for a show wife and you were looking for someone to give you everything.”

“You son of a bitch, you're only talking this way because of that girl!” She screamed. She was losing the game, but a wave of pleasure passed threw her when she thought of the way to hurt him.

“Leave her out of this Kagura!” He said with his hands clenched at his waist.

She laughed, shot him a look of hate and said, “You can forget about her Sesshomaru. I had a little talk with your bitch; she's not coming back to you.”

He quickly grabbed her arms and shook her. “What the hell did you say to her?” He said threw his teeth.

“I told her the truth.” She replied coyly.

“What do you mean by that?” He growled. His mind was reeling, `No she couldn't have'

“I told her I'm Mrs. Tashio.” She said smirking and enjoying the look of surprise on his face she knew she had won.

He shoved her towards the door and yelled. “Get the hell out of my house and never come back.”

Laughing she opened the door and paused; she turned to look at him over her shoulder and said, “You may be throwing me out but I made sure your bitch will never come back.”

He roughly pushed her out and slammed the door. He tried to steady himself against the door but his legs refused to hold him up, sliding to the floor he whispered out, “Now what am I going to do?”