InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Uptown Girl ❯ Chapter 17 ( Chapter 18 )

As the drama at the hospital took place, Kagome pulled her red, beat up Chevy Cavalier in front of the Taisho Mansion. “What am I doing here?” Kagome thought as she looked through her cracked windshield up at the elegant home. “Will he even remember me, or is this a waste of my time?” Kagome thought as she laid her head gently on the steering wheel, trying to stifle the torrent of tears that threatened to fall from her brown eyes. She placed her hand, gently on a small ring that hung off the thin silver chain around her neck, the only gift he had ever given her.

 

Kagome fingered the ring one more time as she recalled her first encounter with Dean Sacerdotisa. “That was the day he gave me this ring, asking for my hand in marriage,” she sadly recalled.

 

Flashback- the Dean's office of Hakurei University three years ago

 

“Please sit down, Ms. Higurashi,” the kind, elderly Dean Kaede Sacerdotisa said as she gestured to a vacant chair before her desk. Kagome, with Sesshomaru in tow, took the offered chair, nervous as to the reason for being called in front of the dean. Kaede looked at the young couple, knowing that what she was about to say would hurt the young woman, greatly, causing a black mark on her almost flawless permanent record.

 

“For what reasons have you summoned Kagome to your office, Dean Sacerdotisa?” Sesshomaru inquired, eyeing the elderly woman suspiciously as he set his powerful gaze on the dean.

 

Kaede looked at the open file before her, refusing to look the demon in the eye as she replied, “It has come to my attention, Ms. Higurashi, of a series of events over the past week that are unacceptable at Hakurei University and highly against school policy.”

 

Kagome visibly blanched at the implications of the dean as she stuttered, “Wh… what are you talking about, Dean Sacerdotisa?” Kagome took solace in the strong grip of Sesshomaru's hand over hers as she continued to listen to the elderly Dean.

 

Locking her gaze to that of Kagome, the dean replied, “It was brought to my attention from Mrs. Janes, ye History 111 instructor that a paper ye recently submitted had been copied off a popular website, and had not been ye work at all, thus being plagiarized. This school has a zero plagiarism policy that ye signed when ye came here last fall.”

 

The look of shock then rage crossed Kagome's face as she replied, “I worked hard on that term paper! I would never chat like that! Let me see this paper that you say I turned in!!”

 

Dean Kaede showed the young woman the paper that had been turned in. As both Kagome and Sesshomaru perused the paper, both became livid as the extent of what happened became evident. Sesshomaru handed the paper back to the dean as if it were a piece of trash. “This is not the paper, Kagome wrote, ma'am. I proofread her paper before she turned it in and this is obviously a forgery. Kagome's paper was on the pros and cons of the Civil War, not the debate of the Emancipation Proclamation,” Sesshomaru commented as the dean retrieved the paper.

 

“That may be, Mr. Taisho. However the mater at hand is that this paper has been widely distributed, Ms. Higurashi's name was on the paper and it was turned in for credit. This is a direct violation of the plagiarism policy, Mr. Taisho and Ms. Higurashi. I can have ye thrown out for this, but due to the generosity of the teacher, she is giving ye a second chance by turning in a different paper. Ye will get a full letter grade deduction and put on probation. Any thing out of the ordinary will result in ye expulsion, Ms. Higurashi. Take this chance to clean up ye act or ye will be thrown out. Do ye understand me?”

 

Kagome slowly nodded her head as Sesshomaru gently squeezed her hand giving her a little of his immense strength and love. Once the dean excused them from her office, Sesshomaru led Kagome out of the offensive building, back toward her dorm room. “I just don't understand who would do this to me?” Kagome cried as she clung to her boyfriend's arm, seeking more strength and warmth from his tall, muscular frame.

 

“I'm unsure of the answer myself, Kagome. This seems to be an isolated incident, so let's make the best of this and get your paper turned into Mrs. Janes as soon as possible. The sooner we put this behind us the better,” he replied as he pulled his lithe girlfriend closer to himself as his mind systematically searched for answers as to who would have done this to his beloved and what they would gain by having her expelled.

 

End Flashback

 

Kagome fingered the ring one more time for needed strength as she exited her humble car. She smoothed the wrinkled black skirt that she had borrowed from Sango, seeing as all of her remaining clothing had been destroyed by the vile being who had broke into her hotel room. “Thankfully I always wear my necklace and ring, or else they would be gone as well,” Kagome reflected as she moved closer to the massive twin doors. As she pressed the door bell, her heart raced a bit faster, anticipating her encounter with the ever stoic dog demon.

 

As the door swung open, Kagome looked from her clenched hands into the waiting red eyes of her long time room mate, Kagura Viento. “Wh… what… what are you doing here?” Kagome stuttered, clutching at her necklace.

 

Leaning against the door, kind of sultry like, Kagura replied, “Why that's a nice `hello' to you too, Kagome. I happen to live here, with my fiancé. I might want to ask you the same thing, seeing as you're on my doorstep.”

 

Taken a bit back by her roommate's sudden appearance at her ex's home, Kagome replied, “I had something to give back to Sesshomaru. Is he home?”

 

“Like, I would tell you if he is,” Kagura snorted. “The fact of the matter is, Kagome, he doesn't want to be seen with you, considering your past history, with you getting kicked out of college, disgracing the Higurashi name and bringing him down with you. Sesshomaru has finally realized that he never loved you. In fact, once you left he turned to the only thing that he knew and that was me. I guess I should be thankful that you never showed your face around Hakurei University again.”

 

Unbeknownst to the two women, Sesshomaru had moved into the hallway near the front door. As he overheard the two women, he thought back to his last encounter with Kagome and the hurt in her eyes at his betrayal.

 

Flash back- the day Kagome got expelled three years ago

 

Kagura, Kagome's room mate came to Sesshomaru, tears lining the edge of her eyes as she hurried toward him. “Sesshomaru… Sesshomaru,” she called out, pain and anguish laced through her voice.

 

With amazing speed he moved toward the wind demoness as he grabbed her shoulders, “What's wrong Kagura? Has something happened to Kagome?”

 

Gently, Kagura wiped the tears from her eyes as she replied, “When I was at the gym, finishing up my aerobics class. I came into the locker room and saw Kagome putting something into her gym bag that looked like leaves of some sort. I'm not sure what they were, but I'm afraid that she's been doing drugs.” She wrapped her arms around the sturdy torso of the demon lord as she cried, “She's not been herself lately. I'm so afraid for her.”

 

A look of shock crossed his stoic face as Sesshomaru questioned the wind demoness, pulling her from his chest as to look her straight in the eye, “Are you sure of what you saw?”

 

Kagura blinked a couple of times as the steady inquiring amber eyes of Sesshomaru before she replied, “I saw her myself, take some of the green stuff from the bag and smoke it. It was the most sickening sight I ever saw.”

 

With his mind made up, Sesshomaru gently pushed Kagura away from him as he moved toward the door. As he walked out the door, Kagura called out, “Where are you going, Sesshomaru?”

 

“I have to take care of Kagome, before it's too late,” he replied coldly, without even looking at the woman behind him. Sesshomaru exited his dorm room, in search of his fiancé, Kagome. “Please let what Kagura say be a lie. I know Kagome well enough that she wouldn't do something as stupid as drugs, and yet she has been a bit different since the plagiarism hearing,” he thought quietly, praying that he was wrong.

 

An hour later, he had found her carrying her gym bag toward her car. “Kagome,” he called out, grabbing her attention before she got into her car.

 

Kagome turned toward her towering boyfriend, a smile on her face at the unexpected visit. “Sesshomaru, what are you doing up here at this hour? Aren't you suppose to be in chemistry lab?” she asked, placing her gym bag on the hood of her car so she could embrace her lover.

 

Sesshomaru drew Kagome into a tight embrace, breathing deeply her scent as his mind searched for the offending odor of the drugs Kagura claimed she had seen Kagome with. A hint of the odor wafted near by, but not from his girlfriend's body. He pushed Kagome away from his person as he grabbed her gym bag.

 

Confused at the turn of events, Kagome looked on as Sesshomaru tore into her gym bag. “Sesshomaru, what the hell are you doing?”

 

Finally he stopped his assault on the gym bag, pulling a small plastic baggie out, holding it between two claws as if they were tweezers. Holding the baggie to Kagome's face he asked, “Do you mind telling me what this is?”

 

Kagome's eyes bulged slightly at the bag of weed her fiancé held between two claws. “Th… th… that's… that's not Mine! You have to believe me, Sesshomaru! I don't know how that got in there,” Kagome cried out, moving toward him as he glared at her.

 

“How can you lie to me, Kagome, after all that we've been through? Why do you lie to me?” Sesshomaru inquired, venom, anger and pain etched his words as he spoke, the meaning as sharp as daggers piercing her heart as she comprehended what he said.

 

Tears fell from her chocolate eyes as she saw the pain cross his amber ones as she replied; almost too quietly for even his sensitive ears to pick up, “It's not mine, Sesshomaru. I don't even know what that is that you have. To me it looks like a bag of parsley, but from your reaction it's more then that. I guess that if you don't even know when I'm speaking the truth about this, then I guess that you don't know me as well as you think you do.” She pulled her eyes from his, before the tears fell, leaving the salty tang in the breeze as she hopped into her car, and drove off, leaving a very confused demon lord holding the incriminating bag of weed.

 

End Flashback