Fanfiction: The Denial
Chapter: 1
Rated: M
This chapter: T (language).
Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me. Some might not recognize Moegi or Kyora, however they were both featured in the fourth Inuyasha movie and are by no means my OCs. I don't plan to use OCs for many purposes in this fiction as this series has a huge amount of characters all on its own… I also do not own any brands or manga mentioned throughout this fanfiction. If I owned any of them, I would be rich. Right now I'd probably be rolling naked on a bed of money…
Author's Note: First of all, I have COMPLETELY revamped this story. I've added a chapter here, added more detail there…it might not seem it but it's a whole new piece of amazing. XD IN ADDITION…
Because too many people probably [admittedly, I do this too sometimes, don't deny it] go to every M-rated story looking for what is essentially a PWP, I've decided to capitalize the title to any chapter with sexual content. This could range from very intense making out to full-out kinky sex, depending on the circumstances…it's not that this is what I really want my fics to be known for, but I need as many readers and supporters as I can get, and if nothing else the sexy parts might actually interest them in the rest of the story…or at least give it a healthy fanbase.
Ja, mata
-Nana 3
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-Oct. 21-
The keys, dangling with various charms based in anime or fashion, were in the ignition. The mirrors were all angled too high. The seat wasn't right.
He didn't have time to adjust any of it. He needed to know what in the hell was going on.
Bankotsu's right foot into the gas pedal and the neon green New Beetle squealed out of its lined parking space. Immediately he was gone and racing along a crowded city street, weaving through the mass of slow-moving cars to elicit a chorus of irked commuter's middle fingers.
Moegi's hazel eyes glared from the passenger seat.
"Your girlfriend just said that she was in the hospital. It can't be that bad if she can talk and everything. Why do we have to go say hi right now?" He hit the brake harshly, causing the entire vehicle to lurch forward, not even realizing that luckily they were at an intersection.
"My girlfriend?"
It made sense, Jakotsu high on an ungodly amount of hospital morphine, calling their apartment in the equivalent of a drunk dial. "Um…Jakotsu's not…"
There was a long, uncomfortable pause. He wasn't sure if it was caused by the angry drivers staring at him through the windows of a girly Volkswagen still caught at a stoplight, or the fact that he had almost outed Jakotsu to his nine year-old neighbor. "Hello?" She leaned over the console, light brown pigtails hanging annoyingly close to his face. "I said why do we have to say hi right now? Couldn't we wait?"
The light finally turned green and he was racing off again, not thinking about the potential of the police intervening.
"No we can't wait!" He gritted his teeth, repressing a chain of words far too explicit for Moegi's young ears. She didn't seem to notice his courtesy, thinking the last remark over for a moment before asking.
"Why? Is she really pretty or something? And why'd you say your brother's name before?" It was an innocent enough interrogation coming from a kid, but it put Bankotsu on edge somehow, realizing how the whole situation was an accident waiting to happen.
Is she really pretty? "She's pretty, yeah," He was answering as quickly as he could. Why? "And because she's so pretty I don't want her to die. People in hospitals die sometimes." Duh. And why Jakotsu? "I said my brother's name because he's not here and he likes her a lot so it made me sad there for a second."
"Oh, okay. Where is he?"
"At work!" Bankotsu blurted. He still couldn't believe that Moegi had picked up the phone at the worst time.
He searched the road as the girl in the shotgun seat continued to babble, looking for any sign to point him to the hospital. They were always all over the highway, but everyone assumed the drivers in town would know automatically where it was…
Damn, B street. Is that near it? He hadn't been a driver long enough to remember. His entire routine had been the commute to school and back. Instinct lead him towards the heart of town, however, and he desperately followed. He was filled with expectedly welcome relief when he finally saw the brick tower jutting off the top of the familiar New Bella North Hospital.
Once the building was close, Bankotsu didn't have to search long to find its massive cement-coated parking garage. He turned the leather-wrap steering wheel, slick with the sweat of his hands, and began the journey upward.
"…now that we're here, can I meet your girlfriend? She sounds kind of nice…" Bankotsu's eyes widened in shock, never mind that he had said barely anything about this 'girlfriend' in the first place, but Moegi wanted to 'meet her'. There was only one way she could do that, and he wasn't about to let it happen.
After searching in vain for a space he found one on the second floor, pulling in and bringing the Beetle to a stop.
He had to go in alone.
There was no one to leave Moegi with.
Even with the waiting room, she would find some way to make the situation worse than it actually was.
There's always the car…
No. Don't you remember that story last week about the little girl who died of heatstroke? Her mother thought she could leave her in a van for five minutes outside of that Safeway…
His fingers began to tap the steering wheel nervously. Option one: Leave Moegi to potentially die. Option two: …God, there should have been an option two.
He was on the verge of a nervous breakdown when he noticed Moegi waving at someone past him. Dr. Suikotsu was on an ironically unhealthy smoke break, standing outside of the sterile glass-panel doors leading inside.
Perfect.
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Jakotsu glared in annoyance at Kagome's plastic smile.
"Piss off!" he yelled, "I called Inuyasha! I never asked for some damned woman!" He was searching for something else to throw at her. He was already down both pillows, an empty Capri Sun pouch and six issues of Loveless dounjinshi.
"Jakotsu, he really wanted to come see you…but Shippo had a birthday party and-" She was interrupted due to the discovery that the lunch tray was detachable.
He watched as it slid down, leaving her covered with the remnants of a crappy hospital-food omelet, hoping it was the last straw before she gave up and left.
It was. She strode frozenly out of the room, probably looking for a bathroom to wash the eggy mess off of her face. "I hope you…get well soon…"
Jakotsu smiled contentedly, he felt better despite the medicine wearing off. After all, showing the bitch that there was no substitute for 'her' boyfriend was fun in itself, let alone when comical violence got involved.
With the pleasant memory still dancing in his mind, Jakotsu listened to the lullaby of footsteps and worried doctors. He hoped by the time his own nurse came he could be asleep enough to leave alone.
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