InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Uptown Girl ❯ Chapter 27 ( Chapter 28 )

After his near fatal collision with the beat up Chevy Cavalier, in his mad dash from Jade's home, Koga cursed at his stupidity as well as his raging temper. “How could I have been so stupid as to not have confronted her before now? Was I that… blind… not to see that like ALL women that she'd stepped out on me?” he thought. Koga drove back to the only other place he knew as `home,' the Wolf's Den. Seeing as he was part owner with his brothers, Koga had a key to getting, as well as access to his own choice of poison to dull the ache in his heart.

 

In record time, he pulled into the deserted parking lot, grateful that no one was there to witness the affects of his time with Jade, nor the amount of alcohol he was about to consume. After taking the keys for the bar off his key ring, Koga hopped out of the truck, after he placed the truck keys into the glove box, locking the doors with the keys inside. With the prospect of getting completely shit faced, he didn't want the temptation of driving drunk. There had been plenty of times in the past that he'd done this before, as well as sleeping on the couch in the office. He slipped into the darkened bar, heading straight toward the cooler without even turning the lights on, relying on his excellent night vision. After grabbing a few bottles of Miller Genuine Draft, he moved toward the office, entering the quiet place to think about his problems.

 

Quietly he slid onto the couch, noticing that the blanket and pillow that Jade had used previously were still there, covered with her scent. Koga pushed them as far from his person as possible, not wanting to be reminded of her just yet. Once he pulled his boots off, removed the belt from his pants as well as his wallet and anything else that would make sleeping uncomfortable, Koga grabbed up a brew and the remote to the flat screened TV behind the desk, thankful that he'd purchased it the previous visit, much to the chagrin of his brothers, and turned to one of the local stations for news. As the commercial played, Koga thought back to his `conversation' with Jade, reflecting on the hurt in her eyes, the actions of her body that screamed that he was wrong.

 

“Am I wrong in assuming that she stepped out on me?” he thought, taking a swig of the cold beer in his hand, as he placed his feet on the coffee table. As his thoughts wandered from one possible answer to another, the news came back on. The subject of the story had caught his attention, but only to be replaced by anger.

 

The homely news anchor smiled lamely at the camera as she continued with the big story of the evening, “The events surrounding the incident at the Rojo Lobo Auto shop are still under investigation as well as the search for the whereabouts of the daughter of prominent businessman Victor Arcilla-Perraton. According to the officer in charge of the investigation, the motive is still in question as to the reason for the attack, seeing as robbery has been ruled out. We spoke briefly to Ms. Kikyo Arcilla-Perraton's current boyfriend and local playboy, Inuyasha Taisho about the attack. He replied that he was upset that Ms. Matador had been attacked and that he'd not seen Ms. Arcilla-Perraton since the day before. When asked about his relationship with Ms. Matador, he replied, `She is just my mechanic.' Sources near the investigation state that there may be more than what meets the eyes. We'll continue to follow this story as the events develop, now onto the weather…”

 

Koga's grip on the bottle in his hand tightened as he saw the smug look on the hanyou's face. “Damn mutt!!! He's at the heart of this whole damn mess,” he growled under his breath, as the anger at the mutt was transferred to his arms, crushing the now empty beer bottle in his hand. As the glass cut deeply into his palm, a small growl of pain and a curse at his own stupidity, carefully he got up from the couch, avoiding the broken glass as he moved toward the bathroom to clean up his hand and doctor it.

 

After Koga doctored his hand, having it wrapped into a hand towel that he scrounged from behind the bar, he cleaned up the glass and then returned to his spot on the couch, grabbing a fresh brew. Thinking back to his earlier encounter with Jade, something didn't sit right with him. “Why didn't she try to deny what happened? Was she trying to explain the logic of all her actions?” he thought, downing the second beer in one fell swoop. As the news continued, they did a brief expose on the tragedy, causing Koga to suspend his line of thinking one more time.

 

The same homely news anchor turned toward the camera, a sappy smile across her face as she continued the story, “As the search for answers continues, let's take a look at the two individuals at the heart of the issue.” The screen changed to show images in split screen of the graduation pictures of Kikyo and Jade, one with a genuine smile that spoke of her great heart and compassion while the other appeared with a smug almost haughty smirk that dripped with cynicism, as if her time had been infringed upon and that the picture was unimportant.

 

As the story began, the pictures changed to more current photos, one of Jade opening the Rojo Lobo Auto shop recently, and the other of Kikyo at a prestigious party on the arm of a rather bored looking Inuyasha. “Kikyo Arcilla-Perraton and Acacia Matador, both graduates of the prestigious Shikon Academy, one with honors, while the other was the homecoming and senior prom queen. Both women came from prominent families but went in completely different directions once they graduated from the academy. First, let us focus on Kikyo Arcilla-Perraton, the pride of the Victor and Nicole Arcilla-Perraton, and current fiancé to the younger son of Inu no and Izayo Taisho. She was born…”

 

The words of the reporter droned into the background as Koga's eyes bleed red, seeing the smug look of indignation on Kikyo's still face, mocking him almost in his blind loyalty to the one woman whom he thought would never abandon him. “What the hell does she know? She's always had everything handed to her on a silver platter, never having to work hard for making a name for yourself, just rely on your family name to get you through life,” he seethed at the screen, seeing that they focused on her supposed `good' deeds. “Hell, what does she know about charity? She doesn't even wear the same outfit twice, even if it is Prada, if she can help it. Damn it, why do they insist on making her out to be the victim if she's the one who attacked Jade. What has Jade ever done to these people, other than serve her country and provide them with a quality maintenance shop?” Koga thought darkly, wishing now that he's just put on some porn instead of the news.

 

Once the blurb about Kikyo came to a grinding end, much to Koga's amusement, the reporter began, “Acacia Jade Matador, known to her friends, simply as Jade, served our country as a 2nd lieutenant of the US Army with 1st-16th Infantry Brigade stationed at Ft. Riley, Kansas until 6 months ago due to an accident that resulted in her honorable discharge. After the dust settled and the help of some local mechanics, Ms. Matador opened up the Rojo Lobo Auto shop which has quickly become one of the best auto shops in the area…” As the story continued, the images of Jade's smile kept haunting him, causing the great wolf demon to flinch under the blue eyes of her pictures.

 

Seeing the kind words that they had spoken of Jade in the story combined with the images of a happy, content woman, the red of his eyes faded as tears threatened to fall. “Was I wrong? Am I assuming the worse because of the damned mutt?” he thought, as Koga thought back to that entire day. Leaning back onto the couch, swigging the rest of a third bottle of beer, Koga closed his eyes, recalling the look of hurt and pain on Jade's face as he stormed out on her, not allowing her to even have a chance to explain. “I was such a fool for leaving her, but with my past with Dog face, who could blame me?” he thought. Once the bottle was empty, he placed it on the table, reaching over for the pillow and blanket that he'd previously pushed away, situating them to catch some sleep. With inhaling Jade's scent, Koga closed his eyes, calmed by her scent he slipped into a troubled sleep, replaying the harsh events of the evening.

 

 

Once Jade was laid in the middle of her bed and covered up, the cats snuggled s close to her as possible, purring and nuzzling her in a show of concern and love. A smile graced Sesshomaru's face as he watched the fur balls try and comfort their mistress, realizing that these were the demons that Inuyasha had feared the night before. Seeing that she was being taken care of, Sesshomaru retreated down the stairs to see Kagome moving about the kitchen. As she gathered up the remainder of the broken glass, wood and pottery, she turned toward the dog demon that towered above her. A smile crossed her face as he gazed into her own eyes. “It's so good to see you, Sesshomaru,” she commented as a soft smile slid across her face. The feelings of sending him to hell for his betrayal left her as soon as she saw the haunted look in his eyes.

 

Suddenly he moved toward her, to fast for her to react as he wrapped her in his arms, pulling her into his chest. As he breathed in her scent, the memories of what they had flooded his mind as a DVD on fast forward. “I'm so sorry… I should have believed you…” he exclaimed, his nose planted squarely into her hair, as if the smell of her shampoo was some how a combination between a truth serum and a calming agent.

 

As the words tumbled out of his mouth, Kagome realized that he must have overheard the conversation between her and Kagura. Pulling him tighter, if that was even possible in his vice like grip, Kagome replied, with as much love as she could stuff into her words, “I should have come back sooner… I missed you, Sesshomaru.”

 

Slowly, he pulled her to his lips kissing her with a searing kiss of love and devotion, something that he never thought he'd be able to do again after all these years. The betrayal of Kagura wounded him deeply, but the fact that she'd hurt Kagome in the process made his blood boil as if it were on the sun, consuming him in a near blinding rage. Feeling the heat of the fury beneath the thin veneer of cloth, Kagome quickly looked into the demon's eyes, seeing that they had bled from the golden amber that she so loved to blood red as the muscles beneath her hands began to quack in rage.

 

Seeing the all consuming hatred and rage that was about to explode from the muscular form, Kagome reached up to his face, pulling it toward her, covering his lips with hers in a blazing kiss that spoke volumes. As the kiss deepened, Sesshomaru's blood cooled, only to be heated with desire. He wrapped her fuller into an all encompassing embrace that was full of his emotions from rage at Kagura for her deceit to the one of unimaginable longing for the one in his arms. Feeling the emotions pour through her slightly bruised lips, a single tear coursed down her cheek as she pulled back from the man of her dreams.

 

Looking into his amber orbs, seeing the desire and love flow through them as well as the flames of rage, Kagome embraced the demon once more as she whispered, “Never leave me… Please stay… with me.”

 

Feeling the mixture of her emotions through the embrace, Sesshomaru pulled Kagome away from his person to look her straight in the eyes. “Kagome, I should have believed you. I'm the one who should be apologizing to you for ruining your life,” he replied, as he wiped the tears from her face with a clawed finger. “I'll never leave you ever again,” he continued, pulling her back for another kiss.

 

Once they broke the kiss for air, Kagome and Sesshomaru moved back to the living room, snuggling on to the couch, not wanting to rush things, but just wanting to be as near to each other as possible, with clothes on. With the pillow and blanket that Inuyasha had used the night before, after removing his shirt, Sesshomaru laid down on the couch, spooning Kagome to his chest, holding her to his body. Slowly, after a while, the two fell asleep, wrapped in each others arms, thankful for the other to be there.