InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Two Princes ❯ Give it a Week ( Chapter 2 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Judgement day. Kagome was on her knees, begging the demon lord before her to spare her life. As much as she'd tried and failed to get her miko powers to flare up, she couldn't and it left her feeling helpless and pathetic in the face of the towering Dog-Demon. Its k-nine form's fur bristled with power, washing over her in angry waves as a pair of flashing golden eyes glared down on her.
Inuyasha stood before her in all his demon glory demanding her life in penance for her trespasses against her. The dog-demon howled in rage, its growl making her hair stand on end.
"No, no, please forgive me! I did it for your safety, I didn't want you to hurt yourself! Please, I did it to save you from pain!" She continued to plead to no avail. The three story high dog bellowed his rage and lunged forward with snapping jaws, and Kagome screamed and threw up her hands to protect her from god-knew-what...

To which she abruptly wakened to the feel of a stinging hand on her cheek.
"WAKE UP!" Shouted a shrill female voice.
Kagome lurched forward in the bed and gasped for breath. The comforter tangled around her, and the weight on the other side of the bed was Mita, who was shaking rather badly herself.
"Gah, Kagome. You damn near screamed yourself hoarse this time!" She said, taking a cleansing breath. Mita shook her short, rusty brown head of hair and let out the air slow. "I think you need another session with Dr. Yunaga."
Kagome swallowed dryly and shook her head.
"I'm fine."
Mita's mocha brown eyes drilled her, scowling.
"Yeah, and the rest of your appartment building thinks so too. Kagome, you've been screaming for half an hour. People thought someone was killing you up here! Your lucky I was on my way to see you!" Mita rose and brushed the chunk of hair falling over the left side of her face behind her ear as she headed through the set of curtains Kagome had hung to seperate her bedroom from her living room. "You damn near gave me a heart attack."
It wasn't often that she woke up like this, but it was one reason that made it so hard to move out of her parent's place. When she would wake up like this, her mother was always there and the lingering taste of copper would disappear with her mother's sweet smile. Since she'd moved out on her own, the bile wouldn't go away after bad dreams. She could taste it now. Shoving the covers aside, she moved across the floor to one of the curtains and untied it to give her a moment to change.
"You have that other meeting with Rumiko today. Coffee at the Starbucks on Migi street, right?" Mita said over the counting that was seperated with a counter and cabinets. "I can reschedule it for you if you think you need some time to recup!"
Kagome fought not to roll her eyes as she stepped into a pair of black dress pants before slipping an undershirt on.
"I'm fine, Mita." she flatlined.
"You say that every time, but I still find you waking up like this. I'm scheduling another appointment with Dr. Yunaga." Mita called stubbornly. Kagome heard her cabinets being opened rapidly.
"The strawberry creamcheese is in the fridge, bagels in the pantry next to the fridge. Butter knives in the second drawer right of the dishwasher. And no Dr. Yunaga. The last time I went he.... No Dr. Yunaga, Mia."
Kagome passed through her living room and rounded the counter.
"I already know my condition, I have pills for it, and I've been taking them. I'm fine." Kagome said softly, passing by Mita as she grabbed the drawer open that Mita was still searching for and took two butterknives. The creamcheese lay open on the counter and a thoroughly mutilated bagel lay in half on the counter. According to the both of the doctors she'd seen, she had post-traumatic stress syndrome. Anyone else could develop it after hunting and being hunted by demons in the feudal era for so long.
"I looked at the bottle, Kagome." Mita stabbed her butterknife viciously into the unsuspecting cream cheese. "You haven't."
It was all Kagome could do not to blush at being caught in her lie. Well, what could she say? She wasn't going to win poker night?
"You know I hate taking those pills. If I did, I wouldn't be able to remember-" She caught herself. "I wouldn't be able to really see these ideas as they form. They make me drowsy, and I feel terrible for the rest of the day."
Mita sighed and spread her cream cheese without another word, setting aside her knife when she was satisfied. When Kagome was done with hers, they both leaned onto the counter and into the first bite of their bagels simultaneously, chewing with deliberation as the both thought what to say next.
"Seriously, Kagome. You need a vacation." Mita finally sighed. "I think writing this thing has had you going non-stop, and you're starting to see things."
She didn't look over to her best friend, lest her drowsy eyes let Mia know she was right.
"I've thought about it. But its like every time I try to leave, something happens. It doesn't matter what, but there is always something." Kagome said miserably through her bagel and cream cheese. Mia scooted closer to her on the counter, ducking her head with a silly grin on her face.
"C'mon, lets me and you get outta here and go shopping together. You haven't spent a dime of what you've earned over this thing since you bought that laptop." Mita teased. Kagome scowled at her friends antics at first.
"We'll get a flight to Rome and use your writing as an excuse to leave."
Mia bumped into her elbows and waggled one brow, making Kagome purse her lips to hold back a smile.
"And then we'll blow every last penny on spaghetti, moped tours guided by hot Italian guys, and really ugly lingere!"
At the lingere, Kagome burst out laughing, nearly choking on her portion of the bagel. She swallowed before commenting, knowing that she could very well accidentally suck it down with her next statement.
"Not Italy, somewhere else. And if you even think the Americas, I'm going to stab you and feed you to the wolf-demon tribe." She giggled.
"Yeah, your drawer of ugly lingere is pretty full due to the no-boyfriend-factor..." Mita said thoughtfully. Kagome chucked her shoulder. "Hey hey hey... We at least need to go somewhere that you can get laid."
That earned Mita another good slap.
"Alright, alright! A boyfriend!"
Kagome raised a brow and cocked her head to the side.
"The overseas thing, remember."
"We can vacation here!" Mia exclaimed.
"Not if you are going to make me date. Publicity, remember." Kagome pouted. Mita nodded.
"Duh. I should've thought of that.... Alright then, I say... Quebec. In Canada. I hear all kinds of things are legal there!" Mita said with a wink. Kagome pondered it for a moment. Vacationing sounded divine. Heavenly, in fact. A week away from here could do wonders for her stress levels, all things considered. She would be away from the possibility of seeing Sesshoumaru (whom she still wasn't sure she believed was alive), away from meetings for the future of her past, and away from anybody really associated with her work as long as she kept it that way. It was at least worth a shot.
The beeper on her phone went off, as well as Mita's.
"Crap! Meeting! Lets go!" Mita yowled, grabbing her purse before freezing. "Unless you want to just stay home...?"
Kagome rolled her eyes at Mia, sprinting for the couch to snatch up her purse before beating Mia to the door. She swung it open as she flipped her phone open to silence the annoying beep. Back to the busy life of Kagome Higurashi, writer and demon slayer extrodanaire. It was about that moment she remembered something.
"And I do need you to schedule an appointment with Dr. Chen. I have something I wanted to check up on."

"Cidney, I didn't expect to get in so quickly!" Kagome exclaimed with a bright smile. Cidney Chen stood opposite in the white examining room, glasses neatly arranged over her bright blue eyes. Her long blonde hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail, and her smile was so brilliant it put the over head lights to shame.
"I just heard you had another break down, I didn't want you out there too long." Cidney said softly. Kagome's smile melted.
"That isn't what Mita said, was it?" She asked, dismayed. Cidney shruged her shoulders a bit.
"Your agent didn't really say a whole lot, only that you woke up screaming. Have you been taking the lorazepam that the psychiatrist gave you?"
Kagome sighed. She had originally only wanted to see the doctor to check up on the secret hidden away behind her heart, not to play twenty questions with her doctor on her mental health. And it wasn't even that Dr. Chen was a bad doctor, it was just this issue with her mental health everyone kept bringing up. Kagome wondered if perhaps they would drop it, the PTS would just go away.
"Dr. Yunaga perscribed Valium, and no, I haven't been taking it. The side effects are too strong for it to have a good effect on me." Kagome admitted. For all she knew, Mia had ratted her out on that too. "Listen, I just needed a chest X-Ray. I wanted to check on the implant I had done a few years back."
Cidney shook her head.
"Fine. I just need you to take off your clothes, and change into this." Kagome was handed a sterile gown. "I'll have a nurse come in in a few minutes and have her take the X-Rays, and then we'll talk about this."
Kagome hastily changed into the pastel sea-green gown and waited patiently for ten minutes before the RN came in to get her. Chen was in the X-Ray room, waiting behind the counter with another RN while they took the shots of her chest as she asked. While she stood, her eyes glanced over to see the RN and Chen's faces. Chen hadn't been the doctor when she'd first had her secret stowed away, so she didn't really know what to expect. When she first began making real money with her books, one of the first things she had done was hide what Inuyasha had wanted most: The Shikon Jewel. Kagome had hired a cosmetic surgeon to take the jewel and hide it behind her heart, so she would never have to worry about losing the jewel to something in the future, and since the appearances of demons in her days, the need to hide it grew with every passing year it lay under nothing but sutras.
The surgeon's name was Jinta Otakura, Dr. Otakura, and he'd done an excellent job. The jewel was supposed to be surrounded by vital flesh, and unless one had killing intent to get the jewel, they would not be able to extract it from her without her first being dead, or killing her in the process. Dr. Otakura had needed no explaination, and the extra money he was paid for absolute silence in the matter had kept him very quiet. Unless it was absolutely necessary for the physician to know about the jewel, they weren't informed without permission from herself first. Dr. Chen only knew that she'd had an implant, but didn't know what it was.
Ah well, the fewer that knew the better. Kagome was led out of the room another twenty minutes later, and told to sit on the sterile table until Dr. Chen came in to consult her.
When she did come in, there were no scans in her hands.
"First things first. I want to perscribe a vacation before you see these scans."
Kagome opened her mouth to protest only to be headed up by Cidney.
"Right now our machine's negatives are being fussy. It'll take a bit of time before we can get it up and running one hundred percent, so I'm not keeping necessary medical information from you." She interrupted, holding her hand up. "But I want you to take some time off. Right now, I'm going to write up another perscription for Valium, to cure your sleep disturbances and keep you from tearing someone's head off during the day. One every night before bed or as needed for panic attacks. That means you keep the bottle in your purse."
Cidney turned and scribbled something down on the pad of paper before her, and ripped it off the pad before handing it to her. There were to perscription notes, one the Valium she'd just told her about. The other read something along the lines of, "Get outta town for a week.." Of course, doctor scribble was always a pain in the butt to read. Kagome rubbed her temples to ease away the headache that built.
"Fine. Fine, I'll go on a vacation, but please, schedule me for another appointment when the X-Ray machine is up and running again."
"As soon as you come back, scout's honor." Cidney promised. "Now go on, get out of my office. Your partner told me to tell you that she broke into your appartment while you were gone and packed your bags. You have about," she glanced at her wristwatch, "an hour to get to the airport before the plane she has on hold for you both leaves for Canada. Get."
Kagome blanched at her. Cidney jerked her head for the door with a broad grin.

The airport ushed her in and about as soon as she checked in, she was herded for a plane that had been stored in the back of the airport. A tiny private jet on the runway sat awaiting her arrival.
"Hurry up!"
She could barely hear Mita over the dull roar of the other commercial planes flying out and landing as she trotted for the stairs. Kagome's heart was in her throat, and tears wanted to spill over her eyes as Mita grinned at her with mischeif gleaming in her eyes.
"Mia, you jerk! You could've at least told me you made plans!" She choked. Mia grabbed her in a hug and squeezed her tight for a moment before hauling her onto the plane.
"You and me are gonna go get drunk at least once, throw up, meet a guy, flirt, go on double dates, buy ugly lingere and dance in it, whatever! We will have FUN." She babbled, sitting down in the two seats three rows down. There a few other occupants, but for the most part, they had the little jet to themselves.
"How are we gonna-"
"No. Don't ask, Won't tell." She stated before Kagome could get another word out edgewise.
"Fine. You take me on a vacation, and if I end up on the bathroom floor even once, I'll make you drink whats left." She threatened half-heartedly, wiping her moist eyes. It was going to be a long, awesome week. A moment after they had settled in, a question popped into her head.
"What did you pack for me?"

Sesshoumaru finished his meal after Kagome left with Old woman Suzuki for company, found and threw her note in the trash, and went on living. It wasn't in his nature to hold a cloud over her assumptions of his perversion over her (she was the last creature on earth he'd be physically attracted to), so he didn't. Although calling him a bastard was quite unnecessary. Sunday morning started off like most of his Sundays did. He locked his appartment door and walked down the stairs, unhurried and slow paced. There wasn't much place for him to be, thus there was no rush. He'd learned that rushing things only frustrated him, that unless he was carrying a gun (swords were also laughed at today) it wouldn't make the traffic rush of bodies go any faster.
So, with a book on American politics he'd selected in hand, he proceeded to the Bein' coffee cafe only about a mile away. Shiri, the young woman wearing a pair of thick square glasses and black hair pulled back into thin pony he usually had his coffee made by, was there with a smile on her face.
"I have fresh coffee, double brewed just for you, Sesshoumaru-sama. Do you want your creamer today?" She asked sweetly. Though humans were still a distasteful breed, there was the occasional gem in a sea of garbage. Sesshoumaru nodded, giving her a ghost of a smile. It took less than a minute to have his coffee brewed in a small thermos that he'd purchased and kept beneath the counter.
Shiri gave him his coffee with a smile and a 'thank you' for the twenty dollar bill he placed in the tip jar. He was in an unusually good mood today, and hopefully it would stay that way for a while. The sky was still dark as spring was beginning to round the corner. He walked and drank his creamed coffee on his way to a small park that was nestled about another five miles away. The thick book in his hand would prove to be entertaining on his journey, and the park was always filled with humans and their pets on walks. He'd tried before to get a plot of land there, and build his own small complex, but further molesting the land was the last thing he'd wanted. What he had managed to scavenge, he left as it was. The part and his land were side by side, and both were carefully kept.
The walk took about four hours, and by then his coffee had been refilled three times by other shops on the way there. None of them had so much as a smile for him as Shiri did. He hoped she would find his extra tip this morning useful. Sesshoumaru snapped the book closed and carefully removed the faux glasses he'd been wearing. He tucked the glasses into the breast pocket of his white shirt, loosening the bright red knit scarf Suzuki had given him last year for Christmas.
A woman jogged past him in tight black pants and a white tank, huffing as she ran in time with her fast paced music for the trees. Dogs barked in the distance as they ran into one another, children laughing in the cool early afternoon air as swings squealed their protest. Sesshoumaru knew all was peaceful in the park simply by hearing alone.
As soon as he arrived, he stopped by the sand pit, where the children's toys were perched in the soft sand. A little girl and boy were swinging with a look of glee spread across their faces. Sesshoumaru leaned back restfully on the bench. Life went on, routines had been made. It had bothered him at one time, how tame he'd become, and now he wondered whether or not it was all that big of a deal. Lifting his nose as the wind shifted, he detected a faint recognizable scent. There was no face to pair it with, only that he'd scented it before as he'd walked this morning to the park. Irritated with the familiar unfamiliar scent, Sesshoumaru rose from his seat on the bench and headed for the other side of the park.
The walk was as pleasant as it always ways, with the exception of the smelly creature lumbering after him. It appeared that whatever it was was pleased to find him, satisfied with watching him rather than engaging him. Old instinct rose up, and he was tempted to simply turn his claws on the intruder of his personal space. The bloodlust always goaded a bit of poison to dangle from the tips of his claws, and he clenched his hand to stay the desire.
As he reached the gate to his half of the park, he dug out a key to the large padlock of the ivy covered chain link fence and pushed it into the lock. He carefully made sure to lock it once more before sighing in relief at the lush traditional garden before him. This land originally belonged to him and his family, and he would be damned before he would let anyone get ahold of it. It was a safe haven, where only the most traditional of groundskeepers were hired to keep it's beauty at its peak through all seasons of the year. They only appeared once every week, and he'd demanded they stay out of the wilder side of the forest he'd cultivated himself. Seeing as they were creatures of their word, and all of them were over the age of fifty, he never had a problem with his privacy here.
The clean scent of feudal japan wafted here, through his nose and refreshing his senses. Once again, he felt like the deadly demon that walked Japan, taking names and guarding his stake of land against the other imbeciles that lived in the era. Humans were expendable, worthy females were boundless and showed upon his beckon call, and the blood would flow like wine whenever a true battle broke out. Politics and laws provented such things from happening now, and Sesshoumaru had become docile because of it. Or at least thats what his lesser half contented to be.
His claws ran through the thick green brush of a bush as he expanded his conscious to touch the surrounding life forms. In his seven hundredth year, he'd figured out just how that little trick worked, and had used it to his heart's content. Aging wasn't always.... blessed, but it held its perks.
Sesshoumaru wandered a bit further into the garden, the sullied city scent dissapating as he left the touches of what had become reality for a bit of time. Perhaps, he thought, I shall stay just long enough for a small vacation.