InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Uptown Girl ❯ Chapter 26 ( Chapter 27 )

Kagome drove the 15 minutes to Jade's home about an hour after the party ended, helping Ginta and Hakkaku clean up the bar before going home. It was the least she could do seeing as she had just met the wolf brothers. Something about them told her that they were willing to help her get over the whole Naraku thing, as were the rest of Jade's friends. As she drove, nearly being side swiped on a particularly dangerous curve by a blue Ford Ranger, Kagome thought back to a conversation that she had with Mitch, earlier in the evening.

 

Flashback

 

“What am I suppose to do? Just sit back and watch the bitch take him for the ride of his life based on lies and deceit?” Kagome asked as they started cleaning the mountain of dishes that had accumulated after Jade and Koga left the party.

 

With her arms covered in soap suds to her elbows, Mitch replied, “I'd tell him what kind of witch he's about to marry, or else just stand up during the part of the ceremony where they ask `is there anyone who objects?' That would be so crushing, especially the look of utter horror on her face as she realizes that the gig's up.”

 

“Mitch… that is so brilliant. I wish I'd thought of that,” Kagome replied ecstatically as she rinsed the dishes that Mitch was washing.

 

“Now we just need to figure out where and when the wedding is taking place and… crash it,” Mitch replied with a sly, evil smile crossing her lips. Both girls laughed hysterically at the down fall of Kagura at their hands.

 

End Flashback

 

“That would be so perfect,” Kagome thought as she pulled into Jade's driveway. Taking notice that the porch light had been left on as promised, Kagome parked near the garage, noticing the lack of another vehicle, although the garage doors were shut, didn't seem to bother her. Kagome moved toward the front door, removing the spare key that Sango had given her earlier. As she looked at the door, to enter the key into the lock, Kagome noticed the door ajar, and what appeared to be glass on the floor.

 

“Oh no… the cats…” Kagome thought as she quickly rushed toward the door, pushing it back and then gasping as she saw Jade lying among the broken glass, blood seeping all over the floor, showing that she had been there for a little while.

 

Quickly, Kagome rushed toward her friend, calling out to her as she brushed aside some loose strands of hair from her neck, checking for a pulse. Thanking God that she'd found one, Kagome gently nudged the young woman, careful as not to get cut on the glass either. “Jade… Jade…” she called out softly with each nudge. “Jade… please wake up… Jade please… you're scaring me… Please… Please wake up,” Kagome called out again, feeling the sudden rush of fear that this was caused by Naraku.

 

Slowly, Jade began to respond to Kagome's pleas as the pain in her legs, chest and arm, from where she fell into the glass increased to unimaginable proportions. Cries wracked her body as Kagome eased her into a sitting position, allowing most of the glass to fall back onto the floor, covered in her blood. Kagome knelt amongst the broken glass, careful as not to move too much to cause injury to her self, to take Jade into a caring embrace, as she ignored the blood as it seeped into her shirt. Jade sobbed against Kagome's shoulder, wishing that all that she'd been through in the last few hours was some horrible nightmare that she could wake up from.

 

After a few minutes, much to the protest of Jade's body, Kagome eased the girl off the glass on the floor, moving her toward the couch, careful not to drag any of the sticky glass with them. Once she had Jade comfortable on the couch, still clutching the picture to her nearly bare chest, Kagome grabbed the phone and began dialing the only number that she could remember off the top of her head…Sesshomaru. Why she didn't call Jade's father or… hell even 911 is a mystery, but then again she was in such a state of panic that she forgot the number to 911. As the phone rang a few times, before an emotionless voice rang through the line, Kagome breathed a sigh of relief, for the voice of the stoic dog demon gave her a little bit of comfort, easing her troubled mind as she knew that despite what had happened all those years ago, that he would help her… for old times sake.

 

“State your business with this Sesshomaru, or I shall hang up on you,” his unnerving voice stated again, drawing Kagome back to the situation at hand.

 

“Umm… yes, Sesshomaru… I'm not sure if you remember me or not…” Kagome sputtered out before being cut off, much to her irritation.

 

“Kagome… is it really you? I've not heard from you in ages,” he replied, rather shocked at being called at such an unearthly hour, much less by his ex-fiancé. Hearing a bit of distress in her voice, he swung his legs over the side of the bed, as he headed toward his enormous closet as the conversation continued.

 

Looking over at the distraught and injured Jade, seeing the blood begin to dry on her various cuts, Kagome replied, “Yes… and I need your help. I'm staying…”

 

“I know that you're staying with Acacia Matador as well as the reason why. What kind of help do you need… financial… criminal… tell me, please so that I may be of some assistance,” he continued, interrupting her yet again as he pulled a tee shirt and jeans from the closet, throwing them on.

 

Unable to really explain what happened to her friend, Kagome replied with a bit of a sigh of frustration, “It's Jade. She's been badly hurt and I don't know what to do. Can you please come and help me? I'm scared because she's hurt and I don't now why.”

 

Hearing the distress in her voice, asking for his help after all these years, Sesshomaru said, as comfortingly as he could, “I'll be there in a few minutes. Is she out in the mountains?”

 

Taken slightly aback by his question, Kagome quickly gave him the directions to Jade's mountain retreat. After a reassuring, `I'll be there' from Sesshomaru, Kagome moved back toward Jade, seeing several shards of glass still imbedded in her legs, side and chest. Quickly, Kagome rushed into the first floor bathroom, looking for some tweezers, peroxide and bandages. She knew that with Sesshomaru's demonic speed that he'd arrive within minutes of the phone call, despite the distance that he had to travel to get to Jade's home.

 

Moving from the bathroom with her loot, as well as a few towels, Kagome moved back to the living room noticing for the first time that both cats were on the couch, nuzzling their mistress' neck, licking at the tears on her face, trying to comfort her as best they knew how. Quickly, remembering the open door, Kagome moved to close it, only to be stopped by a hand, holding it open. Startled, Kagome opened the door a little, to see Sesshomaru standing on the stoop before her. His silver locks hang down his back, reflecting the full moon's light in a nearly white brilliance. The black tee shirt and jeans, contrasted his hair color perfectly, hugging his physique like a glove, moving with every ripple, threatening to rip at the slightest touch.

 

Kagome's chocolate eyes locked on his amber ones as the shock of his sudden appearance wore off. “Sess… Sesshom… Sesshomaru… when you said you'd be here in a few minutes, I didn't think that you meant it literally,” Kagome commented, feeling more at ease in his presence as she leaned on the door.

 

Sesshomaru took a whiff of the air from the living room smelling the blood; he slowly eased his way in, after Kagome opened the door and moved toward the somewhat catatonic woman sitting on the couch, clutching the picture as if her life depended on it. “How long has she been like this?” he asked, checking her eyes, to see that they had glazed over into the vivid green of pain and anguish, instead of their normal blue.

 

“I just moved her to the couch about five minutes ago, before that she was lying on the floor, holding the picture. As to how long she was there before I showed up, I'm not sure,” Kagome replied, handing Sesshomaru the tweezers and some gauze. She'd seen him work miracles when it came to medical attention. On numerous occasions, while they dated, he'd fix up his brother after he'd gotten into yet another scrape with a guy bigger than himself, getting the crap beaten out of him on a regular basis. Quickly, Sesshomaru removed the remaining glass that had imbedded into her body, cleaning the wounds as he went to all the cuts, even the minor ones.

 

As he reached the wounds on her side and chest, Sesshomaru carefully removed the picture that she held, with great effort as he pried her fingers from the broken frame. With the picture being removed from her deathlike grip, Jade completely broke down, with her bloody hands to her face, tears streamed down her cheeks in torrents as sobs wracked her body. Seeing her friend in such distress, Kagome moved beside Sesshomaru, placing a caring hand on her friend's arm. “It will be okay, Jade. Sesshomaru is here to help your wounds,” Kagome said soothingly to the distraught girl before her.

 

Removing her hands from her face, Jade turned her green eyes from Kagome's chocolate ones to those of amber as a slight, pained smile crossed her lips. “Thank you… Kagome, I… I don't understand why this happened…” Jade spoke as she tried to work through the pain of her wounds.

 

Sesshomaru looked at her blood soaked bra covered chest, seeing that a shard had sliced into her breast as it imbedded itself deeply into the wound. Clearing his throat to get her attention, Sesshomaru stated, “Jade, I need to have your bra removed so that I may remove the shard in your breast.”

 

“I'd appreciate… that you at least… turn your back first,” Jade replied, trying to regain what little composure she had left, as well as regain normal breathing after the torrents of sobs that threatened to wrack her chest. She eased a little off the couch to undo the clasp of the blood stained garment with her good hand, as Kagome help out a towel to cover her chest, providing some form of modesty to the immodest situation.

 

Once Sesshomaru did as he was asked, moving toward the kitchen for some water and a wash cloth to clean up the blood, as well as a broom and dust pan, Kagome eased Jade forward, with a towel across her chest to provide some decency. Sesshomaru returned from the kitchen with his supplies, seeing that Jade was covered, but that with even the little movement that was used to remove the bra caused the shard to make the wound reopen, causing blood to spill down her breast to be soaked up by the towel draped across her chest.

 

Once he resumed his seat on the corner of the coffee table, Sesshomaru took up the tweezers once more, focusing his attention on the last remaining shard of glass. “Kagome, would you find her something to wear after I'm done cleaning the wounds. I'm sure that she would not want to sit around her home in nothing but a towel,” he commented as he fished the shard out, and applied the peroxide soaked gaze to the wound. Jade hissed in slight pain as the cold liquid touched the open wound.

 

“Kagome, up stairs, by the bed, there should be an oversized grey tee shirt with the Rojo Lobo shop sign on the back. It's big enough to not affect my arm or shoulder as well,” Jade said as Sesshomaru took the wet washcloth and slowly removed the dried blood from her legs, arm, side and remainder of her chest.

 

As Kagome moved up the stairs to the bedroom, Sesshomaru asked, “Did Koga do this?” as he directed his eyes toward the wounds.

 

With a hitch in her breathing, on the verge of tears once more, Jade replied, “Yes…but… he just… just wouldn't… let me… explain…” Tears streamed down her face, as a sob broke from her body.

 

Having finished with her wounds, Sesshomaru turned his attention to her blood streaked face. His amber eyes searched hers as he washed the dried blood from her face. “I figured as much. The scent of my brother is thick here, even for my nose,” he replied, washing the tears from her face as well. With Kagome having returned with the shirt, Sesshomaru turned toward the broken glass on the floor, focusing his attention to cleaning it up as Kagome helped Jade slip the tee shirt on. After a few minutes and a good vacuuming of the hard wood floor and surrounding carpets by Kagome and Sesshomaru, the floor was removed of all glass, even the smallest possible shard. Jade laid back on the couch, having taken some more of her prescription hydrocodone that had been located in the coat Koga had left behind.

 

As the waves of nausea set in, as a result of the medication, combined with the throbbing of her shoulder and arm, much to Jade's dismay, she tried to move from the couch toward her room, only to trip on the coffee table, and land in Sesshomaru's open arms. With a slight, uncertain smile on her face, Jade clutched his muscular arms as best she could to maintain her balance. “Thanks,” she muffled into his chest, as he pulled her further into his body, careful of her shoulder to pick her up bridal style to carry her up the stairs to her bed.