InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Twisted Hearts ❯ Youkai And Human ( Chapter 13 )

Twisted Hearts

Youkai and Human

 

There was no explanation for this. It was horrible, a complete disaster, way to uncomfortable, and definitely scandalous.

Well, scandalous no. There was no one to witness this, and they were married. They were expected to do…other far more interesting things.

Still, Kagome could not believe that this was happening to her. Once more she found herself at the mercy of fate, which happened to hate her, and now she had to ask herself the toughest of questions.

How the hell was she supposed to get out of bed without wakening Sesshoumaru?

She barely remembered him telling her that he did not like to be woken up. He cherished his sleep. Maybe it was the only thing he cherished. She hadn't been paying much attention to him last night, but she did not want to find out how good her hearing was. Better not take chances. And it wasn't that she feared him because of course she did not fear him. It was just that she valued her life, and Sesshoumaru was quite…spontaneous when he was awake. He might be a combination of spontaneous and deadly if woken up.

Kagome did not like the sound of that.

“Ah, only this could happen to me. I should have known not to marry a bipolar, angry youkai, but no, I had to go do it, and now look. I'm trapped and my muscles are starting to hurt, and he is just…” Kagome stopped murmuring to herself to look at him. “laying there as if he were death.”

Sesshoumaru was next to her, without a chest, and one arm under his head, doing the paper of a pillow. The other, however, was currently holding her close to him. Kagome's own arm was beneath him, hugging him to her. She blushed. She could feel his chest rise and fall. She heard his breathing. She now knew exactly how well worked out his muscles were.

How they had gotten into this position was beyond her. She clearly remembered staying as far away from the bed as she could, and she was sure that he had done the same. She sighed again. This had come out exactly as their plan for avoiding each other had. Total failure. She couldn't believe she always ended up meeting him or discussing to him or, her new least favorite, close to him.

She hated him for it.

“Stupid.” She softly told him. She had been awake for over an hour. She had tried to go back to sleep, but it had been impossible. Then, she had tried to move, but he had started grumbling, and so she had left that. Then, she'd been planning ways to kill him after he woke up. She was sure to start training her miko powers as soon as she got back home. Now, she was watching him for lack of better things to do.

She watched him through narrowed eyes that slowly started to open more. Her expression softened. He always looked serious, but asleep he looked relaxed. He actually looked…well, handsome. She could feel her blush returning. She could not get that thought out of her head. She knew he was quite handsome. Some would say gorgeous. Okay, most, almost everybody would say he was gorgeous. She wasn't blind, but she had never taken the time to think about that. He always got on her nerves, making her forget exactly how good looking he was. Now, though, he wasn't discussing anything with her. He wasn't making nasty comments. He wasn't looking down at her. He wasn't…wasn't doing anything but being there, and she found she could not look away from his face. She raised her free hand and slowly moved it towards his hair. It looked so soft and white, and she wanted to touch it. She was about to when she withdrew her hand bringing it to her mouth. She bit her fist softly.

If he woke up and found her touching his hair, she would not hear the end of it. And besides, his hair wasn't so beautiful. It wasn't worthy, and she didn't want to touch it that much. It had just been a moment of madness. It had passed now, and the desire to touch his hair had gone along with her madness.

It would not come back. Kagome did not feel anything towards Sesshoumaru Taisho but a lot of annoyance and some dislike. Perhaps a bit of gratitude because he was saving her brother, but apart from that there was nothing more.

Absolutely nothing more.

And if she found him a bit attractive it was because…because he was, but there was nothing she could do about that, right?

After all, she really wasn't blind.

It almost seemed like a pity that she wasn't. Things would be better if she could not see him. Then, she would just focus on his personality, and she would be happy disliking him.

Except he sometimes said interesting things, and she wasn't going down that line.

She did not like him. End of discussion.

“I do know I am quite stunning and interesting, but stop starring at me.”
”Aaahhh!” Kagome yelled, surprised, and pushed herself away from Sesshoumaru.

“How long have you been awake?” She asked him, trying to make her heart stop beating so hard. “You could have told me. I've been awake for over an hour.”

Sesshoumaru raised one eye brow. “Over an hour? Really, miko, you should contain yourself more. I do know I'm desirable, but waiting an hour just to be able to touch me?”

Kagome's mouth tightened. “I. Do. Not. Want. To. Touch. You.” She said. “In fact, I want nothing to do with you.”

“Your arm was around me.”

“Your arm was around me too.”

“I was probably trying to push you away while I was sleeping.”

“How do you know I wasn't trying to do the same?”

He didn't even answer that.

“I don't want to touch you.”
”Your subconsciousness obviously does. If not, we wouldn't have wakened up like we did.”

“My subconscioussness hates you.”

“Does it?” Sesshoumaru moved closer to her. Kagome froze. His golden eyes shone with something Kagome could not identify. “I highly doubt that.”
Kagome moved farther away from him. “Why didn't you tell me you were awake?” She asked him defensibly.

He shrugged. “I was just waiting to see how much time it would take you to remove yourself from me.”

“How long have you been awake?”

“10 minutes.”

“I can't believe you didn't say anything.”

“Why didn't you move?”
”You said you didn't like to be awoken.” Kagome found her voice sounded a bit smaller than usual.

“You actually listen to something other than that horrible noise you call voice?”
”Hey, my voice is not a horrible noise, and I always listen to what other people have to say.”

“I find that hard to believe, what with you talking all the time.”

“I don't talk all the time.”

“You even talk in your sleep.”

“I do not.”

“You do. And if you wanted to get out of bed, you should have done that, unless you feared what I would do?”

Kagome was determined to not lose this argument. “I don't fear you. I just…I just…I was comfortable where I was.”

Sesshoumaru's eye brow rose a little higher. Kagome felt like smacking herself. She needed better excuses. She felt the bed shift, and she turned to look at Sesshoumaru again. He was not in bed. She moved her head to find him.

“I'm here.” Her head moved towards his voice. Once more, she blushed. Last night she had been so tired that she hadn't looked at him. Now, under the morning's light, she could see his firm chest. She gulped. He really was marked.

“You are starring again. Don't do it.”

“I can look at anything I want.”

“You admit you were looking at me?”

She moved her eyes from his chest. “No.”

“Of course not.” He was making fun of her again. Kagome was about to yell un-lady words at him when he spoke again.
”I have some business to attend. You will stay here. I don not want to look for you if you get lost.”
”I wouldn't get lost.”

“You would, and my time is too precious to be looking for you.”

“You have no faith at all in me.”
”I don't have a reason to.”

“Because I'm human?”

“We're finally understanding each other.”

“You arrogant…”

But Sesshoumaru had already entered t6he bathroom, and Kagome was left to yell at the air. She crossed her arms over her chest. How very annoying. How unmannered.

“Imbecile.”

“I heard that.” He said over the sound of the water. She stuck her tongue at the door.

Thirty minutes later, Sesshoumaru finally came out of the shower.

“Took you long enough.” She told him. He pretended not to listen to her.

“I ordered breakfast. Your eggs are over there. They are still warm.” Sesshoumaru moved towards them.

`So you can hear that, huh?' she thought irritated. `Bastard.'

“I want you ready to go as soon as I come back.”

“Don't order me around.”
”I'll do as I please.”

“No, you won't. I'm not your servant.”

“Didn't you swear to obey me when we got married?”

“No, I swore to respect you.”

“You are failing miserably at both.”

“So are you.”

“I fail at nothing I do.”

“Yeah right, how long will you be long?”

“As long as it is necessary.”

“Don't you ever give a direct answer?”

“When I feel like it.”

“Figures, where are we going when you come back?”

“Somewhere of your interest.”

“Sesshoumaru!”

Once more, Kagome yelled at the air. Sesshoumaru was already gone. Kagome pouted. Bloody youkai, leaving her here to poke her eyes out. She looked at the Menu on the table. She smiled wickedly. If she couldn't get out, then she would at least empty his credit card a little.

After all, she could eat a lot, and there were a lot of movies that she could rent and see.

---

“I'm sorry.”

Kohaku had his head down, eyes shut, fists clenching at his side.

He looked defeated. Souta stared at him from his bed. He had a lot of needles and tubes. He didn't know what half of them were for. The only sound that could be heard in the room was the machine next to the youth.

“Why are you sorry?” Souta's expression looked confused. Kohaku looked up.

“I should have taken better care of you. Maybe if I had…”

“Don't be silly.” Souta told him. “You didn't make my heart weaken again. You couldn't have known. It's just the way things are for me. You had nothing to do with it.”

“I could have stopped you from running.”

“And that would have gained what?”

“It could have…”
”The only thing it would have done is retard the moment. It was inevitable. If it hadn't happened while I was running, it would have happened when I was going up or down the stairs, or when I ate meat, or I don't know, in a thousand other different ways.”
”It was my duty to take care of you.”
”Stop saying nonsense.”

Both teen turned to look at the new arrival.

“It isn't your duty to protect Souta.” Shippo told me. “And it is not your fault. It is no ones fault. Souta is sick, and he is right. It would have happened sooner or later.”

“I…”

“Stop doing this to you.” Souta told him. “I know you care for me, but what I need know more than anything else…”

“Is for you to be his friend.” Shippo finished. He walked to Kohaku and put an arm over his shoulders. “We need you, but as a friend. Not as a bodyguard. You know we are both too careless. We need you to be there to put a stop to our mischief.”

“And to tell us when we are being stupid.”

“But we don't need you blaming yourself for this.”

“It would defiantly not do to have you feeling guilty over something that isn't your fault.”

“So snap out of it.”

“Yeah, do that and start telling me something. I'm bored out of my mind.”

Kohaku smiled shyly at both his friends. “Thank you.” He murmured.

“Don't mention it.”

“What are friend for if we don't smack you on the head when you are wrong?”

Kohaku shook his head and moved a chair close to Souta's bed. Shippo had already sat down.

“What would you like me to tell you?”

“Well…” Souta looked around the room as better as he could. “Where is my sister? Not that I mind, but she should be here demanding to know what happened or worried sick over me.”

“Oh, Sesshoumaru took her away to London to look for some heart doctors.” Shippo told him casually.

“No way!” Souta explained, surprised.

“Yeah, they left two days ago, before you had even woken up.”

“Why didn't you tell me? What day is it?”

“It's December 18th.”

“We don't have the money to pay for those doctors.”

“You don't. Sesshoumaru does.” Kohaku said.

“I still can't believe he is paying for everything.” Souta said, disbelieved.

Shippo's face shadowed. “That idiot is just doing it because he made a deal with Kagome. He is just like his brother. They're not to be trusted.”

“At least Sesshoumaru-sama is doing something for Souta.” Kohaku said.

“Ah, don't defend him.”

“Someone has to be on his side. He can't be that bad.”

“He is.” Souta said.

“Right you are, but he did sent some doctors to check you in.”

“What?”

“That's what I came to tell you first. I kind of had forgotten.” Shippo said, rubbing the back of his head. “They're outside talking to Miroku, Sango and your mother. They look very foreign. Probably very expensive doctors, specialists, I think I heard. They want to check you over. Then they are going to decide what to do.”

“Really?”
”Yeah, and not only that. I heard you could even be translated to London…”

Souta coughed. “You okay?” Kohaku asked.

“Yeah, what were you saying, Shippo?”

“If you are in good conditions, they're going to take you to London to cure you dare.”
Just then, the door opened and two doctors walked in.

“I'm Dr. Zimmerman, and this is Dr. Abdulali. We are here to check on you.”

Souta looked at his two new doctors. He frowned. Great, now he would owe Sesshoumaru.

---

“Inuyasha.” She whispered it softly. His ears twitched towards her voice.

“Yeah?”

“What's wrong?” Kikyo started massing his shoulders. “You are tense.”

“It's…”

How could he tell her the truth? They had been married for a very short time. He had been completely sure that she was what he wanted, needed. Yet…Every time he thought of his half brother he couldn't help but think about Kagome.

Kagome married to his imbecile half brother.

Sesshoumaru kissing Kagome at their wedding.

He kissing Kagome at the hospital.

Kagome leaving with his idiotic half brother to London to look for god knew what.

Lately, it seemed all he did was think about Kagome. He closed his eyes, remembering how she had felt in his arms, how her lips had responded to him, how good he had felt.

But he had given her away.

He had chosen Kikyo, and he did love her. When he was with Kikyo, the world didn't seem to matter. He had everything he needed. He was happy. He was satisfied. He was great. The problem came when Kikyo was not around. It was then that his mind started to wander, and he couldn't control where in went.

It always went to Kagome.

He opened his eyes again to see his wife. He put a hand over hers.

“Forgive me.” He told her.

“For what?”

He smiled at her and leaned in to kiss her. “For being an idiot.” He whispered in his ear.

“I love you, idiot or not.”

He laughed softly. “I'm glad to hear that.”

He turned his body so that he was facing her. His finger trailed along her cheek bone.

“You are perfect. Everything about you is perfect.”

“You're not to bad yourself.”

“You're too kind, too beautiful, too everything.” He kissed her shoulder and moved higher, kissing her neck.

She was what every man would want. A dutiful, considerate, beautiful wife. She was always there for him, and she never said anything about his mood changes. Kagome…She was anything but perfect. Still, she called attention to her, making the world revolve around her without her wanting to.

The first time he had seen her, she had had a spark that had made him want her more, but it had disappeared over time. It had been a surprise to find that spark on her eyes the day he had gone to try to explain things to her. When she had raised her eyes and told her that she was engaged to Sesshoumaru, it had been there. Her eyes had taunted him, telling him that she was back to the woman that she used to be. When she had gone with Sesshoumaru, he had seen that same spark on her eyes.

This time, it told him that she was losing her. Kagome still loved him, but how long would that last?

The problem with Inuyasha was that he always wanted everything. He wanted both women.

“I love you, Inuyasha.” His attention went back to Kikyo.

“I love you too.”

It wasn't a lie. He did love her. Loved her with all his heart. Anything she wanted, he would get it for her. Everything she asked for was hers. He would die for her. He would live for her. She was his, and he belonged to her. He could feel her through their bond, always ready to be there for him. She would never leave him, change him, or hurt him.

“Come on, get dressed.”

“I'm already dressed.”

“Yes” Inuyasha said, “But I'm taking you out.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, I want to make you happy.”

She giggled and went to change. Inuyasha watched her as she walked away.

He had to start focusing on her more. If he didn't, she would start getting suspicious. She could not know that he still wanted Kagome. He would not let his marriage be destroyed because he was…a bit jealous of his half brother. He would let nothing separate him from Kikyo.

At the same time, though, he had to find a way to make Kagome still love him.

After all, he wanted it all.

---

Kagome stared in disbelieve at the doctor.

“You can't transfer him to London?”

The doctor folded his hands and looked at them with a very professional face. “No, his heart would not make it.”

Kagome closed her eyes. Okay, so his heart wasn't strong enough to bring him to London. It was alright. Sesshoumaru had said that if they couldn't, they would bring the doctor to him. She trusted him. Sesshoumaru never lied. He just sometimes didn't say everything, but he wouldn't do that with this. She had to trust him. She had to hope that he hadn't been lying to her.

“What are his options?”

Dr. Latham turned to Sesshoumaru.

“Look at me.” Kagome ordered him. The doctor turned, surprised.

“Lady, I…”

“Do as she says. It is her brother we are talking about.”

For once, Kagome was glad that Sesshoumaru was such an imposing, arrogant demon. The doctor didn't even hesitate in following his orders.

“He won't survive long with the heart he has.”

Kagome felt a lump form in her throat. She couldn't talk. She forced herself to do it. “What are your suggestions?”

“The best chance for him is a transplant. However, giving him another human heart would only buy him more time. His heart is sick because he has a virus. It is a unique virus. We don't know how to cure it. To put another heart in him would be useless.”

Kagome felt the tears starting to come. She had not come to London only to be told that her brother was going to die one way or another. She could have been told that in Tokyo. She was not in a loveless marriage for nothing. Sesshoumaru had promised to help her save her brother, and she didn't care if he had to start learning to perform miracles. He would do it. He had promised. It had been part of the deal and…

She could feel herself despairing. The hope she had allowed to come back wanted to go away, and she was trying to hold on to it with all her strength. She couldn't let it go. She needed it. It was the only thing that kept her going.

“Are you telling me there's nothing you can do?” She said, starting to raise her voice. “Dr. Latham, if I wanted to be told that there was nothing that could be done, then I would not have come all the way here.” She got up. “And please, show at least a little bit of emotion. You are talking about my brother, about another human being. He is not a number or a clinical case. He is a person. He breaths and feels and wants. He is only twelve. He wants to live. He has his whole live ahead of him. So if you are going to tell me that he had no chance at all, then at least show some kind of concern on your face.” She turned to go, fully aware that she had just shouted at the top doctor of heart problems. She felt her heart become smaller. Sesshoumaru grabbed her wrist.

“I'm sure,” He said, his voice indifferent, “That Dr. Latham has some options for your brother, and he will gladly tell them to you.” It was a clear warning to Dr. Latham. Kagome was still undecided, but Sesshoumaru pulled at her wrist, and she made her choice. She would obey him at least this time. He knew what he was doing, and she couldn't trust herself at the moment. This was too personal and direct. She wasn't thinking with her head. Sesshoumaru was. She would have to put her brother's life in his hands.

It wasn't a hard decision. She had already done that when she had agreed to marry him.

“As I was saying.” Dr. Latham continued, “it would be useless to transplant a human heart to the patient. What we can do is transplant a youkai heart into him.”

There was a long silence. Sesshoumaru looked at him with what actually could be considered surprise. Kagome closed her mouth after realizing it was open.

“Can that be done?” She asked incredulously. She had never heard about anything similar to that, and she had done a very big investigation about heart problems. Not once had she found even a tiny mention about human-youkai transplants. It sounded like science-fiction or something. Clearly, Sesshoumaru had chosen the wrong doctor.

Damn him.

“It can certainly be done. It is a new development. Not a lot of people know, and a lot are against it, but it is possible. Youkai have been mating with humans. Hanyou, their result, have lived. Having a human with an organ of a youkai is not the same, but it has some similarities. The problem would be finding a heart that the patient's body wouldn't attack, and of course, the operation is highly dangerous.”

“How many people have had this kind of transplant?”

“Ten.”

“How many have survived?”

Kagome was surprised that he hadn't been against the idea. With his problem with humans…but he was giving the idea a chance. She had to give him points for that.

The doctor hesitated before answering. “Four.”

Kagome did not know how to answer to that.

“Less than half?”

“Yes, but Dr. Julia Melare has have three successful operations of this kind. If we could get in contact with her, she would be a great person to do the operation I would assist her, and the chances of the patient dying would lower.”

“But he could still die.” Kagome said.

“He'll die without this. This is his only chance.”
Kagome couldn't speak anymore. Thankfully for her, Sesshoumaru could.

“I will contact this doctor. Write all her information down. We will contact you as soon as we make a decision. If our decision is yes, how long would it take to do it?”

“Finding the heart would be the tricky part, but the longest it would take is two months. The operation would have to be in Japan, of course, and we can keep the patient's health for that long with special medicines and treatments. Dr. Melare would also be helpful in this area.”

“Good, expect our call.”

Sesshoumaru got up and Kagome followed him.

Four out of ten had died, but if she didn't do, he would die. It was his only chance.

Kagome felt very lonely.