Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha.
A/N: Okay, I have no idea if this is gonna be any good. But I'm giving it a try. I got the inspiration from that song "Lips of an Angel" by Hinder. Please don't be too brutal, I have two other stories up that are doing really badly, so I'm trying a different genre. This is kinda a romance/drama/humor. Well, if that kinda thing even exists. Anyway, please R&R. Thanks!
-Aurayne.
Chapter One
InuYasha was comfortably stretched across his living room couch with Kikyo sitting on his lap and laughing as a sarcastic joke was delivered by the main character of the movie they had chosen to watch that night. She chuckled again as the character continued to lash out rudely sarcastic, but humorous insults.
"Isn't this movie hilarious, InuYasha?" Kikyo asked as more laughter escaped from her lips.
"Eh," InuYasha uttered, shrugging.
To be honest, InuYasha wasn't ever a really big fan of the movies that Kikyo suggested they watch. Then again, anytime he suggested a movie with substance, Kikyo always denied it, saying that the movie would be boring. InuYasha sighed; he knew what her reply would be to his brief comment about the film.
"Why don't you like it? It's funny," she insisted.
"I just don't like it," InuYasha responded, sounding agitated despite his attempts to keep an even tone.
"You should like it," Kikyo said curtly.
"Alright, I'll keep watching. Maybe my mind will change," he answered, trying to hide the exasperation he was feeling, but sounding impatient anyway.
Kikyo squealed again as another comedic joke was uttered by the various characters in the movie. He couldn't take it anymore. Between her constant squealing and the idiocy of the motion picture he was viewing, InuYasha thought his brain was going to implode. Obviously he wasn't the only one sick of all the noise, for the door leading to Sesshomaru's room swung open abruptly.
"That's my exit cue," he thought, attempting to slide out from under Kikyo.
"Where are you going?" she demanded.
"InuYasha…a word please?" Sesshomaru called to him.
"Yeah, I have to go deal with that," InuYasha told her, referring to his older brother's desperate sounding call.
"Ugh…fine. Sesshomaru is such a pain," she scoffed.
As much as InuYasha agreed with that last statement, Kikyo had never experienced enough "Sesshomaru time" to even have that opinion. Anytime InuYasha ever spent time with anyone but her, she would start complaining. InuYasha trudged over to his brother's room, then discovered Sesshomaru was standing in the doorway, his silver hair disheveled and his pajamas sitting on his body untidily.
"Can I help you?" InuYasha inquired impatiently.
"Please make your lady friend cease her constant squealing," Sesshomaru commanded.
"Having trouble going to sleep with Kikyo out here?" InuYasha asked with a wry smile. He loved getting under Sesshomaru's skin, especially when Kikyo was the one doing most of the dirty work.
"Yes, and if you don't make that girlfriend of yours cease and desist I will personally remove her from the premises, understood?"
"Hmph, whatever. You're just mad because women hate you and I actually can maintain a long, lasting relationship," InuYasha mocked, another wry smile spreading across his face.
"InuYasha, even if I was in a relationship—"
"…and that's a big 'if'," InuYasha said pointedly.
"…I wouldn't sink to the level of dating Satan's mistress," Sesshomaru finished, a triumphant grin plastered across his pale, pointed face.
"Shut up Sesshomaru! If my girlfriend wants to laugh, she can laugh and you'll just have to deal with it," InuYasha stated with a scowl following his outburst.
"What happened to that other girl you went out with? What was her name? She actually had brain capacity," Sesshomaru pondered.
InuYasha's stomach clenched up and his mind went blank.
"What other girl? You're losin' it Sesshomaru. There was no one else," InuYasha lied uncomfortably.
"Nevertheless, tell your whorish partner to keep it down or I will personally take care of the matter," Sesshomaru said calmly, slamming the door after his threatening message was delivered.
"That prick, he doesn't even know what he's talking about," InuYasha thought, in an effort to make himself feel better. Of course, he knew lying to himself wouldn't be effective, but that was the only way to get through the pain. InuYasha returned to the living room and plopped down on the couch beside Kikyo. She attempted to force herself back onto his lap, but he pushed her off immediately.
"What's with you InuYasha?" she asked irritably.
"I just don't want you on me," InuYasha snapped, "Is that okay?"
"Whatever," Kikyo snarled, "Someone's in a shitty mood today."
"Yeah, that someone always happens to be you, Kikyo," he thought angrily.
InuYasha didn't reply to her comments about his attitude. He was more focused on what Sesshomaru had said and trying to convince himself that he was perfectly happy with Kikyo.
"Who am I kidding? Happy? With Kikyo? Fat chance."
He directed his gaze toward the brunette girl sitting beside him and tried to persuade himself that he was happy with Kikyo, despite all her hideous qualities.
"Damn, why aren't I happy? I should be, I mean my girlfriend is beautiful and..."
Another positive adjective didn't come to his mind. He sighed heavily and turned back to face the TV screen.
"It doesn't matter. I just have to learn to adjust to Kikyo, that's all. Not everyone is as perfect as..."
Suddenly, a high pitched ringing echoed through the apartment. InuYasha leapt up from the couch quickly then turned to Kikyo.
"I'm gonna go get the phone," he told her, ignoring her future objections by sprinting down the hallway and snatching up the receiver of the telephone.
"Hello?" he uttered, finding it strange that someone would be calling at one o' clock in the morning.
"InuYasha…it's me, Kagome," announced the voice on the other end.
"Kagome?" InuYasha asked in utter shock.
"I know you probably think it's strange that I'm calling so late," Kagome stated.
"Actually, it's kinda strange that you're calling at all," InuYasha informed her.
"I know, we haven't had contact in months, but I wanted to talk to you," Kagome explained, clearing her throat uncomfortably.
"What about?" InuYasha questioned suspiciously.
"Do you remember what we said when we broke up?" Kagome inquired.
InuYasha rolled his eyes. He didn't need the constant reminder that he and Kagome were no longer together.
"First Sesshomaru's comment and now this. What the hell is this, some kinda joke?"
"Not exactly Kagome. I mean come on, it was six months ago," InuYasha reasoned, sounding a tad agitated. He was just desperate to end the conversation before he did something completely irrational.
"You're right. I know this is really out of the blue, but I thought we'd had enough time apart," Kagome told him, her tone remaining even despite his rough demeanor.
"What'd you mean?" InuYasha asked curiously, a chill of excitement running down his spine.
"I'm saying…I think we should do what we said we would when we broke up," Kagome replied, her smile detectable, even over the phone line.
"Which is?" InuYasha demanded agitatedly. He really wished she would just get to the point already.
"Stay friends," Kagome said simply.
"Friends?" InuYasha repeated back skeptically.
"Yeah, friends," Kagome confirmed, not sounding the least bit agitated.
"Damn, if I were her I would fucking stab me by now. How does she stay so patient?" InuYasha thought, reminiscing about what he had lost, "Kikyo would be throwing shit at my head by now. I wanna throw shit at myself. How could I let Kagome go? Why does she wanna be friends? Should I accept? All I need right now is to fall back in love with Kagome... my life is complicated enough."
"InuYasha?" she began, "are you still there?"
"Yeah, I'm here," he grumbled, pulling on his face out of irritation. It wasn't Kagome he was annoyed with, it was himself.
"So what'd you think?" she asked sweetly.
InuYasha pulled the receiver away from his face for a moment and sighed heavily. He didn't want to reply. He wished he could just hang up and pretend the call had never happened. It was hard enough to forget about Kagome, but being forced into a friendship where all he would be is miserable seemed impossible.
"You still there?" Kagome called from the phone tucked away in his sweating hands.
"Yeah Kagome, I'm still here," InuYasha said quietly.
"So, do you wanna meet up tomorrow? We could have lunch together, so we can talk things over," she suggested excitedly.
"Kagome…I…I'm seeing someone…is this really the best idea?"
"Don't worry InuYasha, it's not a date. It's just a friendly lunch," Kagome informed him, her pleasant tone never subsiding.
"I…I guess we could," InuYasha agreed finally, exhaling after the statement was made.
"Great! I'll call you tomorrow morning with the details," she exclaimed joyfully.
"Alright, that sounds fine," InuYasha mumbled, "Talk to you then."
"Bye," Kagome said gently.
InuYasha threw down the phone before stomping out of the room. He wouldn't mind seeing Kagome if he had the assurance that his feelings would remain friendly towards her.
"Whatever," he mused heatedly, "I'll just have this one lunch with Kagome then the whole "friend" bullshit will come to a timely end."
InuYasha returned to the living room and plopped down onto the couch. Kikyo was bent over the TV, pulling the movie out of the DVD player.
"Where were you?" Kikyo demanded sharply, placing the DVD carefully into its case.
"On the phone," InuYasha responded slowly, not able to comprehend how she could be angry with him.
"What took you so long?"
"I was having a conversation," InuYasha told her with narrowed eyes.
"You couldn't have told the person you were busy?" Kikyo asked heatedly.
"No Kikyo, I couldn't. I don't understand how you could be angry with me when I was only gone for ten minutes," InuYasha said reasonably, furrowing his brow.
"All I'm saying is, this was a date and you had to go ahead and interrupt it by taking calls," Kikyo explained, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Yeah like you never take calls," InuYasha shouted sardonically.
"Whatever, it doesn't matter," Kikyo snapped.
"You're right…it doesn't!" InuYasha yelled agitatedly.
Kikyo scowled and rolled her deep brown eyes. She wasn't going to let this go. She always claimed that InuYasha never paid her any attention and that they never went on dates. The truth was, InuYasha took Kikyo out five times a week every week. But it wasn't enough. Nothing was ever good enough for Kikyo. The restaurant, the food, the movie, the flowers, none of it met her impossible standards.
"What am I supposed to do? Grovel at her feet?" InuYasha thought lividly, "Well a crappy girlfriend is better than none at all, right? What am I saying? I kiss no ass, people kiss my ass...figuratively speaking."
"Kikyo, we're both just tired, we didn't mean the things we said," InuYasha reasoned.
"Maybe," Kikyo snarled.
"Come on Kikyo, what'd you say we just let this go. It's late, we just need some rest," InuYasha continued, his impatience becoming detectable in his tone.
"I guess you're right," Kikyo agreed, "You know you just need to work on how you treat me, you'll see that once you get some rest."
"What the hell? That crazy bitch. Whatever..."
"Yeah, sure Kikyo," InuYasha said caustically, though Kikyo did not pick up on the sarcasm.
"Exactly," she exclaimed with a brilliant smile.
Kikyo locked InuYasha in her embrace then planted a kiss on his lips.
"Well, like you said, I better go catch some sleep. See you later InuYasha," she stated with a repulsively ditzy tone.
"See ya, Kikyo," InuYasha responded, escorting her to the front door, kissing her lightly on the cheek then closing the door behind her once she exited.
Once his girlfriend had vacated from the apartment, InuYasha scrambled through the living room and bolted into his older brother's room. He flipped on the light switch and plopped down onto Sesshomaru's king sized bed. A small groan was uttered from the eldest brother and he turned to face his younger sibling.
"May I help you at one-forty five in the morning?" Sesshomaru inquired, glancing at his digital clock to check the exact time. InuYasha picked up on the sarcasm in his voice, but chose to ignore it. He needed advice and as much as he hated to ask Sesshomaru, he knew he was his only option.
"I have a question," InuYasha stated, "And as much as I hate you, I still need your help. And as much as I also hate saying I need your help, I need it."
"In answer to your question, yes Kikyo is a brain dead prostitute," Sesshomaru responded tiredly, rubbing his eyes roughly.
"That wasn't my question," InuYasha snapped, "And you don't have to be such a jackass all the time."
"In fact, I do," Sesshomaru answered wryly.
"Oh yeah, it should have been crystal clear to me," InuYasha snarled, raising his eyebrows.
"We can sit here and exchange insults all night, or you could inform me of your meaningless dilemma and I return to my much needed slumber," Sesshomaru said reasonably, "It's my choice. Start talking, little brother."
"The girl you mentioned I dated, well she called me," InuYasha informed him.
"You mean Kagome?" Sesshomaru questioned.
"Yeah, how'd you know? I thought you couldn't remember her name," InuYasha exclaimed angrily.
"Have you ever heard of a thing called recollection, InuYasha?" Sesshomaru asked him pointedly.
"Shut up asshole," InuYasha scowled.
"Just continue on with your tale," Sesshomaru said indifferently.
"Well Kagome just called twenty minutes ago," InuYasha began, "And—"
"So she was the one who called…what a bother, she woke me up," Sesshomaru stated, reverting to a totally different topic.
"Focus dumbass," InuYasha said simply.
"It's now two o' clock in the morning and you expect me to focus. You truly are a fool InuYasha," Sesshomaru chuckled, somehow maintaining his trademark indifference.
"Screw you, douche bag," InuYasha snapped, leaping from the bed and stalking out of the room.
"I will never come to understand you, little brother," Sesshomaru thought aloud, switching his lamp off and curling up under the covers of his warm bed.
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