InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Uptown Girl ❯ Chapter 11 ( Chapter 12 )

With all the normal and additional snores coming from the living room, Jade soon fell into a deep sleep, thinking about the benefits of her accident, despite what it had done to her military career.

 

“If it hadn't been for the accident, I never would have met him,” was her final thought with a smile as she slipped into a deep slumber.

 

Dream/ Flashback

 

He sauntered into the hospital room, his berate under his arm and a bouquet of flowers ranging from sweet peas and columbine to a couple of black iris, Jade's favorites. The bouquet of flowers obscured his face from Jade as he asked, in a rough, sexy voice, “May I come in?”

 

Shocked out of a deep sleep, resting from her early morning surgery, Jade looked around before her eyes settled on the flowers and the person behind them. “Um… sure… you can come in… I guess,” she commented, pushing her self into a sitting position on the bed. As the camouflage dressed male came into the room, Jade realized that it was one of the officers from her unit. “Captain Solobo, why are you here?” Jade finally asked once she saw the name tap on his lean chest.

 

Once the flowers were placed on the bedside stand, Captain Solobo turned toward the injured Lieutenant as he replied, “I came to visit you. Is that a crime?” His ice blue eyes bore into Jade's azure ones as he moved toward the bed.

 

A lump formed in her throat as Jade quickly tore her gaze from his. She'd seen him on numerous occasions around the fort, motor pool and parade grounds, but never had she been this close to the ruggedly handsome Captain. From his ice blue eyes to his wolfish good looks, Jade noticed for the first time that he was a full blooded wolf demon. “What the hell is he doing here?” she thought, but as an after thought, “Man is he hot!!!”

 

“I guess if you wanted to visit, that it's not a crime, sir. I'm just a little curious as to why you're here,” Jade replied, trying to cover her shock of his appearance in her room.

 

As he moved closer, taking a small seat on the edge of the hospital bed, Captain Solobo looked at the young woman as he replied softly, “I was concerned about you, is all. Lt. Matador. After head count, we noticed that you never came back from assisting 3rd squad with the track; so I went to see what was taking so long. When I saw all the blood on the ground, and your leg hanging from the closed hatch, I feared for the worst.” The Captain took Jade's hand in his as he recounted his story of finding her in the track, hurt, bleeding and unconscious.

 

“Once I was able to get you out, I ran the whole way to the hospital, getting you into the emergency room as fast as I possibly could. From what I was told, if I had been even fifteen minutes later, you would have bled to death,” he continued, quivering as he thought of how he had almost lost his secret love.

 

Jade edged closer to the quaking man as she pulled him into a loving embrace. “I didn't know that you did that for me. Why didn't you call for an ambulance or help even?” Jade inquired softly, realizing through his actions the Captain's hidden love and desires.

 

With the closeness of her body, his heart rate increased, as he breathed in her scent. Although it was still laced with her blood, iodine, and oil, he could clearly smell the ginger citrus of her body wash. He moved slightly to gaze into her eyes, mere inches away from his face as he replied in a mere whisper, audible for her ears only, “I did it, because I love you…Jade.”

 

Shock crossed Jade's face at the admission of love from a man she barely knew. Quickly she let go of the Captain as she tried to make sense of it all. “You… you love me?” she stuttered. Still not sure of what she had just heard, thinking that the anesthetic her father used during the surgery messed with her brain.

 

Taking both of her hands in his, Captain Solobo edged closer to Jade, looking deeply into her eyes as he replied, “I fell in love with you from the moment I first saw you during the hand-to-hand combat training a few weeks back. Seeing you stand up to a guy twice your size and taking him down without breaking a sweat. I've never seen any of the other females do that. I can tell that you're strong, agile and smart, not to mention knock down gorgeous.”

 

Jade looked deeper into his eyes, seeing that he spoke only the truth, but still unsure of how to take his sudden and unexpected profession of love. After taking a few minutes to gather her thoughts, Jade replied, “I'm… flattered… sir, but… we're bound by military law to not have a relationship. I'm sorry.” She gently tried to pull her hands from his vice like grip as she spoke her mind, wishing, just a bit that he'd take the hint.

 

However, as thick skulled as ever, the good Captain pulled her closer to him, a mere hair's breath away from his face as he replied, “You and I both know that you're not returning to your post. With a little luck we can get you transferred to the reception battalion quickly so that we can be together.” He moved the last few breaths away from her lips as he claimed them for his own, softly sealing any complaints or reprimands that he knew would cross them.

 

As the kiss grew longer and deeper, Jade quit fighting the powerful demon, losing her self into the passionate kiss, forgetting her military bearing. She pulled him in for a closer embrace, wanting to feel more than just his lips against hers. Once they pulled apart, Jade realized their rather indecent position, as she had lain back against the hospital bed with Captain Solobo sprawled across her torso. Seeing their predicament, crimson flushed both parties' cheeks as the Captain sat up, placing his hand over hers, and entwining their fingers together. “Well… that was unexpected,” the Captain commented, gazing lovingly into the hanyou's eyes, wishing that he could have done more. “So when do you get out of this joint?”

 

Still in a daze from the kiss and the unleashed feelings it caused, Jade lazily replied, “I'm not sure. You'd have to take that up with the doctor. I know he said a time frame, but I was so out of it that I don't remember.”

 

“Oh,” he replied, slightly disappointed at the comment.

 

Applying slight pressure to his hand, Jade replied, “I'm sure that it will be tomorrow. I know the doctor personally, I think that I can pull a few string.” The Captain glanced at the woman as he spied a smile across her face.

 

“I'd love to be able to take you out to dinner, once you're out of here. You know real food.” Both chuckled at the horrid hospital food, seeing as she hadn't had anything for the past 24 hours due to her surgery and having missed lunch the day before.

 

Jade shook her head slightly as she replied, “Tell me about it. I had what they told me was chicken with mashed potatoes and gravy. The only thing that I recognized on my plate was the green beans, and even they looked like they were wiggling. I can't wait to get out of here and go to Hunan Palace in JC to get some hot and sour soup.”

 

A look of pure ecstasy crossed her face as she mentioned the soup, seeing an opportunity to get into her good graces, the Captain asked, “Would you like a cup? I'm sure that I can get some for you.”

 

“You'd do that for me?” Jade asked, still not fully understanding his feelings for her, or hers for him.

 

With his signature smile across his face, the captain replied, “Anything for you.” After a chased kiss to her lips, the Captain stood up from his place on her bed and moved toward the door, waving a hasty good bye.

 

“Wait, Captain Solobo…” Jade cried out, hoping to catch the wolf before he got to far down the hall. Sticking his head back into the door frame, Jade asked, “I don't even know your first name.”

 

“Koga,” was all he said before heading back down the hall, leaving the pondering wolf demoness to her thoughts.

 

End Flashback/dream

 

As the images of Koga leaving her hospital room played through her mind, Jade softly cried out his name from her sleep. Tears streamed down her face at the thought of her loved one leaving her, yet again crossed her troubled mind. The dream, as many others of him, played continuously through her thoughts, never leaving her with any peaceful sleep. His return to the post after a week or two of leave always killed her deeply each and every time he left. The last visit was over three months ago, prior to his trip to NTC and Ft Irwin. She tossed and turned more, throwing the poor cats into disarray as they scrambled for purchase on the writhing mass on the bed. Jade cried out a little louder, thrashing more and more, unconsciously shaking upon her bed.

 

 

On the couch in the living room, Inuyasha awoke with a start at the smell of tears, then a call for a loved one. As his ear flattened at his rivals' name, Inuyasha thought, “Great, just great. I fall for the one woman that Koga has already claimed as his girlfriend. What were the odds of that happening? That damned wolf always gets what he wants, even when he's not here!”

 

Hearing the distress from Jade's loft, as well as the smell of fear, and pain wafting in the air, he begrudgingly threw the blankets off his near naked form, save for a pair of boxers. His chiseled chest, arms and legs reflected the full moonlight as it flooded through all the windows of her home. The silver of his hair shown as a beacon in the night, similar to a lighthouse on a rocky coast, as he ascended the stairs to the lofty bedroom, a shocked look crossed Inuyasha's face as he saw the rumpled mess on the bed and the thrashing woman of his desires.

 

“To think that bastard has done this to her. Even in his absence she's drawn to him, dreaming of him. It's disgusting,” he thought to himself as he edged closer to the bed, noticing for the first time the two cats at the foot of the bed. Both had their ears flattened against their skulls, mouths opened as they growled and hissed at the intruder. “So, she wasn't joking about the cats. I guess they are more protective of her than he is. Go figure.” He moved toward the far side of the bed, sliding carefully under the blankets, so as not to awaken the still sleeping woman.

 

Once he settled into the bed, Inuyasha pulled the sleeping, whimpering woman into his chest, letting a low growl reverberate there as he soothed Jade in her distress. Once against his chest, the soothing rumble calmed her nerves, even though she was sound asleep. In a moment of confused, unconscious weakness, with her nose pressed to the smooth skin of Inuyasha's chest, Jade breathed in deeply, still enwrapped in her dreams, “Mm… Koga… you smell… different.”

 

A slight furrow crossed Jade's brow, as Inuyasha's temper flared at the mention of the mangy wolf. All he did in reply was to continue the soothing growl, lulling the woman back to sleep. Once her breathing evened out and she had rolled over, with her back to his stomach, Inuyasha pulled her into him, spooned against her back.

 

After the thrashing woman had been calmed, Murray and Junior returned to their mistress, still growling at the intruder. Murray assumed his position across Jade's flank, forcing Inuyasha's arm from her hip to her chest, much to his delight, while Junior moved onto Jade's pillow, his face mere inches from Inuyasha's. Both glared at the hanyou intruder, green and gold eyes, locked onto amber ones, daring him to make any inappropriate moves on their beloved mistress. Realizing his precarious situation, and the lethal claws and fangs of the cats deterred him from enjoying his up close and personal position with Jade. He moved his hand over the blankets, resting it across her chest, but through the blanket cover to appease the protective felines.

 

Once his left hand was settled, his right slid under his pillows, in an effort to provide a place for it while he slept. When his forearm brushed against the large hunting knife under the pillows, his eyes widened slightly as her words from earlier began to sink in, finally, a few hours later. That was when his eyes traveled through the moonlight room, noticing for the first time the various weapons adorning the low a-frame like ceiling. On one wall hung various types of rifles, shotguns, hand guns, and cross-bows, while the other, behind him, were different types of swords, from ancient bronze replicas, to a magnificent Scottish Claymore, a few well decorated katanas, several sai, fighting staffs, and bows.

 

“I guess we should have listened to her when she said that she could handle that criminal bastard herself. But then again, I have a feeling that Miroku had other things on his mind when he offered to come up here. I'll have to speak with him in the morning about this,” he thought as he slowly drifted off to sleep, inhaling the intoxicating scent of the ginger citrus body wash wafting about her body, wishing that he could taste it again, but afraid of the 40 claws and two mouths full of teeth mere inches from his unprotected body.