InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Turns ❯ Mucked up ( Chapter 5 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
I haven't written all of this chapter. I'm still not ok but I needed to get your attention that I revised the story so I'm putting up a bit of chapter 5. Th author note is no longer a chapter cuz it pisses me off when people do that so I thought I should be nice and not tick my readers off and just use a author note for a chapter. Its not gonna be much cuz I like the cliffy but just to give you a little bit of peace of mind.... or not.
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Sesshomaru didn't know why he was being so rude, especially to his old Sifu. He didn't understand Mikagi nor did he know him like he did. Sesshomaru turned and walked towards his home. He needed to get some sleep. He would go to the park in the morning and hopefully see Kagome.
The night was humid and Sesshomaru felt gross. True he had just had a sparring match, but there was a bad feeling in his gut, his mind flicked quickly to Kagome. He hoped she was alright. He walked up the sidewalk of his father's huge house. Inuyasha was sitting inside at the large kitchen table. He looked up briefly.
"Hey Sesshomaru." he said gruffly. Sesshomaru inclined his head and said hey. When his brother was working intently he tended to not notice that he wasn't being an ass. Sesshomaru went to the fridge only to find it already open.
"Move Miroku." Sesshomaru said to the bent over form. Miroku stood up, a soda in his left hand and a bag of Lays and dip in the other. Sesshomaru took the soda out of Miroku's hand and stalked away. He had done this on many times and Miroku didn't even protest, in fact he was probably expecting it. He bent down to get another soda. Sesshomaru went up to his room and sat down on a chair. He looked to one corner of his room and saw his dresser. He never used it anymore, except to store clothes. Although he still had a few articles of Kagome's clothing since they spent so much time together. They were mostly clothes that she had gotten dirty and his mother or step mother had washed but she had left here. He had a full drawer of them. He had never gotten rid of them because they offered good memories along with at one time comfort. Usually he avoided the drawer but tonight he opened it, placing the Dr. Pepper on his desk. He opened the drawer to see a dark green shirt and khaki cargo shorts. She had been a tomboy back then. He remembered the time she had left them.
"Hey Shessy!!" he never cringed at the name when she said it, but for every one else, they didn't dare utter anything but Sesshomaru.
"Happy Birthday!" She ran up the steps and he hugged her, her mother not far behind. It was Kagome's 13th birthday and she had wanted to spend it with him.
"Thankyou." she had rushed inside trailing him behind her. Inuyasha was convieniently stowed away in his room, by choice of course. Izayoi wouldn't let Sesshomaru touch her precious son. Kagome had gotten a few presents, including a stuffed puppy from Sesshomaru. A large cake sat in the middle of the kitchen table.
"It's beautiful" she had gasped, her mother and Izayoi had only laughed. Kagome had blown out all the candles easily. She and sesshomaru both ate their fill before rushing outside. It had recently rained and everything was muddy. "You know what's fun?" she had asked Sesshomaru coyly. He had shaken his head. She had a kid like personality but could also be very mature and grown up. He wasn't sure which personality she had taken on. She bent down and scooped up a glob of mud. She laughed when she saw Sesshomaru's face when he was splattered with mud.
"That's not fun, that's dirty!" he had protested sputtering.
"No it's fun." she replied, running towards him and tackling him to the mud.
Sesshomaru smiled at the memory. They had gotten so dirty that his clothes from then were permenantly stained. As were the khaki shorts he looked at. She had always had a smile on her face, regaurdless of what Mikagi did to her. The only time he ever saw her complain was when Arisa was hurting. Then she would call Sesshomaru. Sesshomaru put down the shirt that he hadn't even realized he was holding. He felt so restless. He went downstairs to the garage, downing the Dr. Pepper on the way and kicked his kawasaki ninja to life. It purred and wasn't loud like normal motorbikes. He opened the garage and backed it out, grabbing his helmet from the shelf and closed the door back with a code. He rode to the park and parked by the swings. As he looked up he saw a figure in the dark, holding up another figure with a backpack on. He moved towards the figure and saw the familiar features of Kagome. He looked towards the obviously male figure holding her. Mikagi.
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Sesshomaru didn't know why he was being so rude, especially to his old Sifu. He didn't understand Mikagi nor did he know him like he did. Sesshomaru turned and walked towards his home. He needed to get some sleep. He would go to the park in the morning and hopefully see Kagome.
The night was humid and Sesshomaru felt gross. True he had just had a sparring match, but there was a bad feeling in his gut, his mind flicked quickly to Kagome. He hoped she was alright. He walked up the sidewalk of his father's huge house. Inuyasha was sitting inside at the large kitchen table. He looked up briefly.
"Hey Sesshomaru." he said gruffly. Sesshomaru inclined his head and said hey. When his brother was working intently he tended to not notice that he wasn't being an ass. Sesshomaru went to the fridge only to find it already open.
"Move Miroku." Sesshomaru said to the bent over form. Miroku stood up, a soda in his left hand and a bag of Lays and dip in the other. Sesshomaru took the soda out of Miroku's hand and stalked away. He had done this on many times and Miroku didn't even protest, in fact he was probably expecting it. He bent down to get another soda. Sesshomaru went up to his room and sat down on a chair. He looked to one corner of his room and saw his dresser. He never used it anymore, except to store clothes. Although he still had a few articles of Kagome's clothing since they spent so much time together. They were mostly clothes that she had gotten dirty and his mother or step mother had washed but she had left here. He had a full drawer of them. He had never gotten rid of them because they offered good memories along with at one time comfort. Usually he avoided the drawer but tonight he opened it, placing the Dr. Pepper on his desk. He opened the drawer to see a dark green shirt and khaki cargo shorts. She had been a tomboy back then. He remembered the time she had left them.
"Hey Shessy!!" he never cringed at the name when she said it, but for every one else, they didn't dare utter anything but Sesshomaru.
"Happy Birthday!" She ran up the steps and he hugged her, her mother not far behind. It was Kagome's 13th birthday and she had wanted to spend it with him.
"Thankyou." she had rushed inside trailing him behind her. Inuyasha was convieniently stowed away in his room, by choice of course. Izayoi wouldn't let Sesshomaru touch her precious son. Kagome had gotten a few presents, including a stuffed puppy from Sesshomaru. A large cake sat in the middle of the kitchen table.
"It's beautiful" she had gasped, her mother and Izayoi had only laughed. Kagome had blown out all the candles easily. She and sesshomaru both ate their fill before rushing outside. It had recently rained and everything was muddy. "You know what's fun?" she had asked Sesshomaru coyly. He had shaken his head. She had a kid like personality but could also be very mature and grown up. He wasn't sure which personality she had taken on. She bent down and scooped up a glob of mud. She laughed when she saw Sesshomaru's face when he was splattered with mud.
"That's not fun, that's dirty!" he had protested sputtering.
"No it's fun." she replied, running towards him and tackling him to the mud.
Sesshomaru smiled at the memory. They had gotten so dirty that his clothes from then were permenantly stained. As were the khaki shorts he looked at. She had always had a smile on her face, regaurdless of what Mikagi did to her. The only time he ever saw her complain was when Arisa was hurting. Then she would call Sesshomaru. Sesshomaru put down the shirt that he hadn't even realized he was holding. He felt so restless. He went downstairs to the garage, downing the Dr. Pepper on the way and kicked his kawasaki ninja to life. It purred and wasn't loud like normal motorbikes. He opened the garage and backed it out, grabbing his helmet from the shelf and closed the door back with a code. He rode to the park and parked by the swings. As he looked up he saw a figure in the dark, holding up another figure with a backpack on. He moved towards the figure and saw the familiar features of Kagome. He looked towards the obviously male figure holding her. Mikagi.