Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha or anyone else from the story. They belong to Rumiko. I'm
working on the OOCness, I really am.
Mel
My Complicated Life
By: Golden Mooncat
Chapter One.
I walked out of my bedroom in a haze. The shirt I more than likely stole off one of my guy
friend's the night before, completely open. My baby blue bra and panties set were shown to
the world. Well, they would have been if I still lived at the shrine.
But no. When I had turned twenty-one, about three months ago I had bought an apartment.
Nothing extravagant, just a two bed one bath apartment at three hundred a month. But I can
afford it, I work as a cook at a retirement home, I'm paid around five hundred, every two
weeks.
Buyo, my fat and overly lazy cat rubbed against my bare legs, demanding food. Glancing down
at the white and brown cat I shook my head, immediately regretting it due to my hangover.
Grabbing a can of cat food I opened it, thankful I didn't have to use the can opener.
It was electric. And quite noisy. I wasn't ready for noise. Not until I had digested
coffee, and aspirin.
Perhaps five rum and cokes the night before had been a mistake? Or was it more than five? I
couldn't remember. All I could remember was looking at the calendar and then ordering more
drinks.
It was the anniversary of what should have been the fifth year marking my relationship with
him. But he had to go and break my heart. On my birthday, no less! It was still fresh in
my memory.
Flashback
"Why don't you and I...Go to my apartment after this little party? To do something a bit more
adult." he had said, his hands on my hips from behind.
"Koga, I told you, I won't sleep with you. I want to be married before I do that." I'd
growled, tired of having the same argument with him.
"But Kagome, I don't think you understand. How can you say you love me if you won't make love
to me?" he'd said, and I could tell that it was an ultimatum.
Prove I loved him by breaking a promise I'd made to myself about my virginity, or lose him.
Needless to say I knew then that he didn't love me, and that I was about to lose him. I had
told him that if he truly loved me, he could understand my need to wait. He said then that
obviously I didn't love him if I couldn't sleep with him.
Koga had said that in front of all my friends and family. Then the man had turned and left me
there in shock. After a bit I started crying. That night he'd called and told me that it was
over.
End Flashback
I brushed a strand of raven hair off my face, along with a tear. Clenching my jaw tightly I
reminded myself that I was SO over Koga. I just needed to get a new boyfriend. That way I
could forget about him.
"No more crying over that jerk. Just remember, for five years all he stuck around for was his
delusional thoughts that I'd give him sex. I would have, when -IF- we got married." I
grumbled while making a pot of fresh coffee.
That's when I noticed the sleeve of the shirt. I had initially thought that it was my robe
when I woke up. But seeing the men's button down, Armani no less, shirt on my form, I
panicked.
Not a single one of the guys I hung out with wore Armani. And I didn't buy men's clothes.
"Oh no...But maybe nothing happened and he left. Kami please let that be the case." I prayed
while walking into my bedroom.
No one there.
"Oh thank you Kami." I muttered turning to leave the room when a flash of silver caught my
eye. "What the...?"
Walking over to my dresser I picked my jacket up and gasped. Keys. And they didn't belong to
my 2003 Honda Pilot. If my love of cars, okay my younger brother's love of cars had taught
me anything, the car was expensive.
So, all I had to prove about the mystery man was as follows; he wore expensive Armani and
liked expensive cars. Could only mean one thing. The guy was loaded.
"Wait a minute, if these are his keys...That means he's still here...Crud..." I grumbled
running to the door to shut it.
But it didn't quite work that way.
Don't get me wrong, the door shut. On a man's hand. Wait, sorry, make that his hand, and
his foot.
"OW!" the man screamed while pulling his appendages free of the door.
"Get out!" I shouted while leaning heavily on the shut door.
"It is kind of hard for me to leave when you have my keys and shirt." he pointed out and had
said items thrown at him after I opened the door a crack.
"There, now get out." I grumbled pulling my robe on and shut around my body.
"Nothing happened last night. So you can quit panicking. I wouldn't let anything happen."
said the voice and I felt a little relief.
"Just get out."
"Goodbye to you too."
Once I knew he was gone, he had growled at Buyo to move, I exited my room. As far as I could
tell, he'd exited my room after I had and went looking for either his keys, myself, or both.
All I could feel at the moment, however, was relief. He'd told me nothing had happened.
That he wouldn't have let anything happen.
However, should I completely trust a total stranger's word? Um, NO.
I ran over to the phone and dialed my OBGYN's number. Making an appointment for that very
afternoon I grabbed the bottle of aspirin I kept in the kitchen. Damn my mother for getting me
hooked on coffee.
Okay, so I couldn't exactly blame my mother. All she did was allow me to start drinking coffee
on the mornings after a major cramming session. And the night of said cramming session so I
could get every detail.
My fault for procrastinating studying anyways. Just like I was putting off calling my best
friend, Sango. I had to find out who Mr. Rich Good Samaritan was.
And Sango probably could tell me who he was. Of course, Sango had been pretty trashed the
night before. The bartender had probably called her a cab after he sent me home...With a
complete and total stranger.
"Egh, this better be someone important." Sango grumbled while answering her phone on the
sixth ring.
"I've got just as bad a hangover as you. So sit up Sango, this is important." I demanded
into the phone and pushed a strand of hair off my face before pouring myself a fresh cup of
coffee.
Black.
"Hey, Kagome. What time is it?" Sango asked, she was sure to have pulled a pillow over her
head once she realized it was me.
"Eleven o' clock. Now, seriously Sango, sit up. This is really important."
"Okay. What is it?"
"Did you leave the bar before or after me last night?" I asked and she took a minute to
remember.
"The bartender sent for my cab after you left. Speaking of which..."
"Who was he, I'm drawing a complete blank. And he was here this morning...But I didn't look
at him." I said and Sango laughed.
"It would figure you would forget him. Though HOW you did I will never understand. He was a
total BABE! And I think he was rich." Sango said, her voice going dreamy.
Which meant one thing out of three possibilities. She either started daydreaming, fell back
to sleep. Or my cousin Miroku had walked in causing her to forget that she was on the phone.
"SANGO!" I screamed into the receiver hearing a thunk meaning she had jumped falling off her
bed.
"ACK! Don't do that!"
"Sorry, but pay attention. I can tell you, he was rich. Because I woke up in his Armani
shirt." I said while counting down in my head.
'Five...four...three...two...one...And-' I thought to myself.
"You WHAT?!?!" Sango screamed as I pulled the phone from my ear and drank my precious coffee.
"You heard me perfectly fine. He says nothing happened, but I have an appointment with my
doctor to verify this. But give me the skinny on this rich babe. Why would this rich hunk
drive me home...And what the heck is his name?!" I demanded and my ebony-haired friend laughed.
"I think his name was Seth...or Sesshomaru. Stephan maybe? I just remember that it began
with an S. And that you were all over him after he punched out that creep who was leeching
all over you." she said and my brow scrunched together.
"Leech...leech...Who was the leech? Oh! Him, I remember the leech." I said remembering how
this guy wouldn't leave me alone.
Flashback
"Come on, honey. It'd be fun. And you can trust me." said the guy who may as well have been
perm-a-glued to my side.
He'd been hitting on me since I'd entered the bar. And he wouldn't take no for an answer.
When I'd gotten completely drunk he got worse. He'd gotten grabby.
Squeeze
"Let go of me! I told you no! Let go!" I'd growled.
The leech's brown eyes seemed completely black as he shook his greasy head. The bartender had
been telling leech-man to lay off, but it wasn't doing any good. When he'd gone for my breast
again, however, his hand had been grabbed.
"I believe the lady told you no." said an incredibly sexy voice attached to a body I couldn't
remember.
End Flashback
"Kagome! Earth to attracter of leeches!" Sango called into the phone causing me to jerk from
my memories.
"So, what did Mr. Rich Good Looking Samaritan look like?" I asked and Sango couldn't seem to
remember either.
"Well, if we see him when we go to the bar on Friday, I'll point him out to you." she covered
and I laughed.
"I have to get ready for my appointment. I'll see you on Friday, but I'll call you later." I
said before I hung up my phone.
"No worries Miss Higurashi, you are still fully intact. You are still as pure as ever." said
my doctor after a doing a quick check up.
"Thank you, Kami." I muttered causing the doctor to laugh.
Friday night...
It'd been almost a week since I'd had the scare of my life with Mr. Rich Good Looking
Samaritan. I'd been at the bar with Sango and Miroku for about an hour. No sign of Mr. Rich
anywhere.
Of course only knowing what his voice was like didn't give me much to search for...
The main reason that I was looking for him was to thank him. For more than one reason. Those
reasons being: 1) saving me from leech-man, 2) for driving me home, 3) for not taking advantage
of me, and 4) for leaving when being told to.
Alright, the REAL main reason though was, I wanted to see if Mr. Rich was actually as
gorgeous as Sango said. Of course, Sango's vague description of him didn't help at all.
Though the vagueness and gentlemen like characteristics were sounding quite appealing.
"Sango, what does this guy look like again?" I asked my best friend while scanning the
crowded bar.
"I told you. Long, naturally light hair. Intense eyes. Tall. Lean, but strong. And a
great ass." Sango said while rolling her hands in her way of squeezing an imaginary rump.
"That best be my great ass that you're talking about." said my cousin Miroku, also Sango's
boyfriend of six years, from behind the ebony-haired woman.
"But of course." she said, her fingers looping into the back pocket of his jeans.
"Egh. I need to get some single friends." I grumbled while ordering another kiddy cocktail.
I was not going to get trashed this time.
Definitely not when I was designated driver for the night. And I wanted to be sober in case
I actually ran into the guy. Like I just ran into a man, my cherry flavored non-alcoholic
daiquiri spilling on his shirt.
"Oh! I am so sorry! I did-" I'd started while grabbing a napkin to try and get the drink off.
"Watch where you're going wench!" the man growled grabbing the napkin from my hand angrily.
"What did you just call me?!" I snarled, my humiliation quickly being replaced by anger.
"I called you a wench." said the blonde haired, violet-eyed man while Sango jammed her elbow
into my ribs.
"Sango, stop. I need to teach this dog a lesson." I growled, but Sango grabbed my elbow
quickly. "What?!"
"Kagome, this is M.R.G.L.S." she hissed in my ear while pointing at the man I'd been about to
fight with.
"M.R.G.L.S? Who's M.R.G.L-Oh crud..." I grumbled while paling slightly.
M.R.G.L.S--Mr. Rich Good Looking Samaritan.
Crud.
That's it for this chapter. I don't know if I want it to be an Inu/Kag or a Sess/Kag. I just
know that I'll more than likely choose the latter of the choices. Mostly because I'm tired of
doing the plain Inu/Kag. Just like I'm kind of done with Mir/San. It gets a bit boring after
a while. And with what I want to do with this story...Well, just review and tell me which guy
I should use. I won't have the next chapter up 'til I finish Unexpected Happenings. And I
think that the next chapter for that will be my last. Pretty sure anyways. I don't know, I
haven't been getting ideas. Any who. REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!! AND VOTE!!!!!!! Thanks for being
patient enough to listen to my ramblings.
Mel
working on the OOCness, I really am.
Mel
My Complicated Life
By: Golden Mooncat
Chapter One.
I walked out of my bedroom in a haze. The shirt I more than likely stole off one of my guy
friend's the night before, completely open. My baby blue bra and panties set were shown to
the world. Well, they would have been if I still lived at the shrine.
But no. When I had turned twenty-one, about three months ago I had bought an apartment.
Nothing extravagant, just a two bed one bath apartment at three hundred a month. But I can
afford it, I work as a cook at a retirement home, I'm paid around five hundred, every two
weeks.
Buyo, my fat and overly lazy cat rubbed against my bare legs, demanding food. Glancing down
at the white and brown cat I shook my head, immediately regretting it due to my hangover.
Grabbing a can of cat food I opened it, thankful I didn't have to use the can opener.
It was electric. And quite noisy. I wasn't ready for noise. Not until I had digested
coffee, and aspirin.
Perhaps five rum and cokes the night before had been a mistake? Or was it more than five? I
couldn't remember. All I could remember was looking at the calendar and then ordering more
drinks.
It was the anniversary of what should have been the fifth year marking my relationship with
him. But he had to go and break my heart. On my birthday, no less! It was still fresh in
my memory.
Flashback
"Why don't you and I...Go to my apartment after this little party? To do something a bit more
adult." he had said, his hands on my hips from behind.
"Koga, I told you, I won't sleep with you. I want to be married before I do that." I'd
growled, tired of having the same argument with him.
"But Kagome, I don't think you understand. How can you say you love me if you won't make love
to me?" he'd said, and I could tell that it was an ultimatum.
Prove I loved him by breaking a promise I'd made to myself about my virginity, or lose him.
Needless to say I knew then that he didn't love me, and that I was about to lose him. I had
told him that if he truly loved me, he could understand my need to wait. He said then that
obviously I didn't love him if I couldn't sleep with him.
Koga had said that in front of all my friends and family. Then the man had turned and left me
there in shock. After a bit I started crying. That night he'd called and told me that it was
over.
End Flashback
I brushed a strand of raven hair off my face, along with a tear. Clenching my jaw tightly I
reminded myself that I was SO over Koga. I just needed to get a new boyfriend. That way I
could forget about him.
"No more crying over that jerk. Just remember, for five years all he stuck around for was his
delusional thoughts that I'd give him sex. I would have, when -IF- we got married." I
grumbled while making a pot of fresh coffee.
That's when I noticed the sleeve of the shirt. I had initially thought that it was my robe
when I woke up. But seeing the men's button down, Armani no less, shirt on my form, I
panicked.
Not a single one of the guys I hung out with wore Armani. And I didn't buy men's clothes.
"Oh no...But maybe nothing happened and he left. Kami please let that be the case." I prayed
while walking into my bedroom.
No one there.
"Oh thank you Kami." I muttered turning to leave the room when a flash of silver caught my
eye. "What the...?"
Walking over to my dresser I picked my jacket up and gasped. Keys. And they didn't belong to
my 2003 Honda Pilot. If my love of cars, okay my younger brother's love of cars had taught
me anything, the car was expensive.
So, all I had to prove about the mystery man was as follows; he wore expensive Armani and
liked expensive cars. Could only mean one thing. The guy was loaded.
"Wait a minute, if these are his keys...That means he's still here...Crud..." I grumbled
running to the door to shut it.
But it didn't quite work that way.
Don't get me wrong, the door shut. On a man's hand. Wait, sorry, make that his hand, and
his foot.
"OW!" the man screamed while pulling his appendages free of the door.
"Get out!" I shouted while leaning heavily on the shut door.
"It is kind of hard for me to leave when you have my keys and shirt." he pointed out and had
said items thrown at him after I opened the door a crack.
"There, now get out." I grumbled pulling my robe on and shut around my body.
"Nothing happened last night. So you can quit panicking. I wouldn't let anything happen."
said the voice and I felt a little relief.
"Just get out."
"Goodbye to you too."
Once I knew he was gone, he had growled at Buyo to move, I exited my room. As far as I could
tell, he'd exited my room after I had and went looking for either his keys, myself, or both.
All I could feel at the moment, however, was relief. He'd told me nothing had happened.
That he wouldn't have let anything happen.
However, should I completely trust a total stranger's word? Um, NO.
I ran over to the phone and dialed my OBGYN's number. Making an appointment for that very
afternoon I grabbed the bottle of aspirin I kept in the kitchen. Damn my mother for getting me
hooked on coffee.
Okay, so I couldn't exactly blame my mother. All she did was allow me to start drinking coffee
on the mornings after a major cramming session. And the night of said cramming session so I
could get every detail.
My fault for procrastinating studying anyways. Just like I was putting off calling my best
friend, Sango. I had to find out who Mr. Rich Good Samaritan was.
And Sango probably could tell me who he was. Of course, Sango had been pretty trashed the
night before. The bartender had probably called her a cab after he sent me home...With a
complete and total stranger.
"Egh, this better be someone important." Sango grumbled while answering her phone on the
sixth ring.
"I've got just as bad a hangover as you. So sit up Sango, this is important." I demanded
into the phone and pushed a strand of hair off my face before pouring myself a fresh cup of
coffee.
Black.
"Hey, Kagome. What time is it?" Sango asked, she was sure to have pulled a pillow over her
head once she realized it was me.
"Eleven o' clock. Now, seriously Sango, sit up. This is really important."
"Okay. What is it?"
"Did you leave the bar before or after me last night?" I asked and she took a minute to
remember.
"The bartender sent for my cab after you left. Speaking of which..."
"Who was he, I'm drawing a complete blank. And he was here this morning...But I didn't look
at him." I said and Sango laughed.
"It would figure you would forget him. Though HOW you did I will never understand. He was a
total BABE! And I think he was rich." Sango said, her voice going dreamy.
Which meant one thing out of three possibilities. She either started daydreaming, fell back
to sleep. Or my cousin Miroku had walked in causing her to forget that she was on the phone.
"SANGO!" I screamed into the receiver hearing a thunk meaning she had jumped falling off her
bed.
"ACK! Don't do that!"
"Sorry, but pay attention. I can tell you, he was rich. Because I woke up in his Armani
shirt." I said while counting down in my head.
'Five...four...three...two...one...And-' I thought to myself.
"You WHAT?!?!" Sango screamed as I pulled the phone from my ear and drank my precious coffee.
"You heard me perfectly fine. He says nothing happened, but I have an appointment with my
doctor to verify this. But give me the skinny on this rich babe. Why would this rich hunk
drive me home...And what the heck is his name?!" I demanded and my ebony-haired friend laughed.
"I think his name was Seth...or Sesshomaru. Stephan maybe? I just remember that it began
with an S. And that you were all over him after he punched out that creep who was leeching
all over you." she said and my brow scrunched together.
"Leech...leech...Who was the leech? Oh! Him, I remember the leech." I said remembering how
this guy wouldn't leave me alone.
Flashback
"Come on, honey. It'd be fun. And you can trust me." said the guy who may as well have been
perm-a-glued to my side.
He'd been hitting on me since I'd entered the bar. And he wouldn't take no for an answer.
When I'd gotten completely drunk he got worse. He'd gotten grabby.
Squeeze
"Let go of me! I told you no! Let go!" I'd growled.
The leech's brown eyes seemed completely black as he shook his greasy head. The bartender had
been telling leech-man to lay off, but it wasn't doing any good. When he'd gone for my breast
again, however, his hand had been grabbed.
"I believe the lady told you no." said an incredibly sexy voice attached to a body I couldn't
remember.
End Flashback
"Kagome! Earth to attracter of leeches!" Sango called into the phone causing me to jerk from
my memories.
"So, what did Mr. Rich Good Looking Samaritan look like?" I asked and Sango couldn't seem to
remember either.
"Well, if we see him when we go to the bar on Friday, I'll point him out to you." she covered
and I laughed.
"I have to get ready for my appointment. I'll see you on Friday, but I'll call you later." I
said before I hung up my phone.
"No worries Miss Higurashi, you are still fully intact. You are still as pure as ever." said
my doctor after a doing a quick check up.
"Thank you, Kami." I muttered causing the doctor to laugh.
Friday night...
It'd been almost a week since I'd had the scare of my life with Mr. Rich Good Looking
Samaritan. I'd been at the bar with Sango and Miroku for about an hour. No sign of Mr. Rich
anywhere.
Of course only knowing what his voice was like didn't give me much to search for...
The main reason that I was looking for him was to thank him. For more than one reason. Those
reasons being: 1) saving me from leech-man, 2) for driving me home, 3) for not taking advantage
of me, and 4) for leaving when being told to.
Alright, the REAL main reason though was, I wanted to see if Mr. Rich was actually as
gorgeous as Sango said. Of course, Sango's vague description of him didn't help at all.
Though the vagueness and gentlemen like characteristics were sounding quite appealing.
"Sango, what does this guy look like again?" I asked my best friend while scanning the
crowded bar.
"I told you. Long, naturally light hair. Intense eyes. Tall. Lean, but strong. And a
great ass." Sango said while rolling her hands in her way of squeezing an imaginary rump.
"That best be my great ass that you're talking about." said my cousin Miroku, also Sango's
boyfriend of six years, from behind the ebony-haired woman.
"But of course." she said, her fingers looping into the back pocket of his jeans.
"Egh. I need to get some single friends." I grumbled while ordering another kiddy cocktail.
I was not going to get trashed this time.
Definitely not when I was designated driver for the night. And I wanted to be sober in case
I actually ran into the guy. Like I just ran into a man, my cherry flavored non-alcoholic
daiquiri spilling on his shirt.
"Oh! I am so sorry! I did-" I'd started while grabbing a napkin to try and get the drink off.
"Watch where you're going wench!" the man growled grabbing the napkin from my hand angrily.
"What did you just call me?!" I snarled, my humiliation quickly being replaced by anger.
"I called you a wench." said the blonde haired, violet-eyed man while Sango jammed her elbow
into my ribs.
"Sango, stop. I need to teach this dog a lesson." I growled, but Sango grabbed my elbow
quickly. "What?!"
"Kagome, this is M.R.G.L.S." she hissed in my ear while pointing at the man I'd been about to
fight with.
"M.R.G.L.S? Who's M.R.G.L-Oh crud..." I grumbled while paling slightly.
M.R.G.L.S--Mr. Rich Good Looking Samaritan.
Crud.
That's it for this chapter. I don't know if I want it to be an Inu/Kag or a Sess/Kag. I just
know that I'll more than likely choose the latter of the choices. Mostly because I'm tired of
doing the plain Inu/Kag. Just like I'm kind of done with Mir/San. It gets a bit boring after
a while. And with what I want to do with this story...Well, just review and tell me which guy
I should use. I won't have the next chapter up 'til I finish Unexpected Happenings. And I
think that the next chapter for that will be my last. Pretty sure anyways. I don't know, I
haven't been getting ideas. Any who. REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!! AND VOTE!!!!!!! Thanks for being
patient enough to listen to my ramblings.
Mel