If I Could Turn Back Time

Summary: A drunk driver took her from him...when a second chance presents itself, Kirihara is ready to change the past that left him alone. Can he save the life of his love, or will he be too late...again?

Genre: Romance/Angst/Hurt/Comfort/Drama

Anime/Manga: Prince of Tennis/InuYasha

Rated: M for Mature Content

Pairing: Kagome/Kirihara

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The day after the funeral had Akaya lying in bed, dead to the world as his eyes opened to the trashed house he lived in. Hours of screaming and throwing things, breaking pictures and even throwing the lamp that had once been on the bedside table in his bedroom...had worn him out. Though his eyes were still red from all of his tears, he had finally fallen asleep. Standing, he pulled on his shoes and walked across the floor, careful of the glass, he glanced at his watch out of habit, "I slept for a long time...it's almost two in the afternoon..." shaking off the nightmares from the night before, he started towards the kitchen. Reaching to grab a glass, he paused and his eyes toyed with the watch he wore around his wrist. "It works...? I thought it stopped working yesterday..."

In the background, he heard his cellphone buzzing on the counter and ignored it. Grabbing the glass, he pulled a pitcher of tea from the fridge and poured the liquid into the clear glass.

Sitting down, he stared at nothing for the longest time while once in a while his phone would go crazy on the kitchen counter with calls and texts, but he didn't bother answering them. Anyone important knew what had recently happened, and wouldn't be stupid enough to bother him right now.

"Tch...I can't be bothered with ignorant people..." He felt his eyes start to sting and shook his head quickly to ward off the tears that were seeking an escape.

BANG, BANG, BANG!

Akaya glanced to his front door, but didn't move.

"AKAYA! ANSWER THE DOOR!"

Something inside him broke, and he stood quickly at the familiar voice. Running to the door, and nearly tripping on the glass coffee table that was in his way, he stumbled carelessly and grabbed onto the doorknob. Unlocking the door, he threw it open to see angry blue eyes staring at him. "..." His hands shaking, he brought them up to caress the cheek of his visitor, and was shocked to find a softness at his fingertips. "You're real."

"Yes I'm real! Real angry! Why are you still here?!"

"K-Kagome? What...?" He stepped aside as she pressed herself forward to come in.

"You were supposed to meet me at the coffee house an hour and a half ago! I've called, texted, and you have just completely ignored me!" She looked around his house and frowned, "...it's such a mess here. What happened?" Her tone changed from angry, replaced by worry as she became more observant of her surroundings. "Akaya...is something wrong?" She turned back around and her eyes met tearful green eyes.

Akaya couldn't stand any longer, his knees buckled and he fell forward onto his knees before his girlfriend. 'Alive...she's, alive? How is that remotely possible?! I saw her...I saw...' He shook his head and tried to clear it but wasn't successful. "S-Sorry...I'm not all here right now. Um...you said I was supposed to meet you at the coffee house...are you sure?"

Kagome frowned and kneeled down in front of Akaya, bringing her hands to his, she smiled cautiously, still worried for the man in front of her. "Yeah...it's the seventeenth...let me remind you...on the seventeenth, you and I were going to meet twelve-thirty, and from there we had planned on going to lunch and then a movie...remember now?"

'...seventeenth?' Standing, he gave a small nod and turned his eyes to the kitchen counter, staring at a rolled up paper, he frowned, "um, let me go change, I'll be right back."

Kagome nodded, "...I'll...clean up this mess a bit...seriously Akaya...you have glass all over the floor!"

Akaya watched Kagome pick up a couple books that had made it to the floor and he quickly bee-lined it to the kitchen where he grabbed a newspaper that had been rolled up and laying uselessly there. Returning to his bedroom to get dressed, he opened the paper to the front page and wasn't disappointed, "I knew I wasn't going crazy." On the front page, in the right hand corner, dated November, twenty-fifth of two thousand fifteen...a car accident naming the victim as twenty-one year old Kagome Higurashi. A picture of the accident, the street, and the time...all right there in ugly black ink. Tearing the article out carefully, he placed it in his jacket pocket, staring curiously at the door leading to Kagome, he sighed. "So then...how..."

Akaya looked down and squinted at a blinding light that had chosen that moment to catch his eyes. Reflecting off something, he looked down and noticed it was reflecting off of his watch.

"...maybe...? Kami, please don't let this be a dream!" He rushed and got dressed, pulling clean clothes on and his socks and shoes, he smiled when he found his jacket and the box inside it, the red velvet soft to his fingertips. He opened the box and smiled brighter, 'this time...only good things will come from the twenty-forth...I won't lose her this time...not again!' Grabbing his umbrella, he glanced out the window at the stunning day before him, not a rain cloud in sight, he laughed. "Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice..."

His heart felt brand new as he ran out of his room, taking Kagome's hand in his he pulled her to the front door and they left his house with a day of making it up to his girlfriend ahead.

"Kagome..."

"Hmn?" Kagome smiled as her boyfriend seemed a hundred times better than when she'd arrived at his house a while ago.

Stopping halfway down the sidewalk, Akaya turned with a wide smile, "I will never be late again...this is my absolute promise to you. No matter what, I will be sure, to let nothing bad happen to you, to never be late...for anything...of that, I'll stake my life on. I love you too much, Kagome...to lose you to tardiness."

Kagome wasn't sure what had come over her boyfriend, but she nodded all the same, who knew...maybe he would finally start being on time. 'I doubt it, but...he's too wonderful to stay mad at...I guess I'll just wait and see what happens.'

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Me: Here is chapter two of If I Could Turn Back Time, I hope everyone is enjoying this story, it's not going to be tremendously long, I can already tell you that. It will be...maybe...ten chapter at most. So bear with me, and we can finish this story in a few days, three or four, lol. LOVE YOU GUYS!