Had some time to kill. So here is another Chapter! Now let me say I am not just going throw inuyasha and kagome together all of a sudden. I'm going to build their relationship first. enjoy.

Kagome

September 18, 2007

Everyone thought that I was plum foolish; including me. Foolish for even considering Koga's offer to stay with him after I left the hospital. For the past week, he had shown up at the hospital daily, expressing his undying love and concern. He would take a pencil and scratch the itches inside the cast on my leg. Give me sponge baths with my favorite shower gel because I couldn't stand what the nurses used. Koga would rub me down with lotion, every inch of me except for the part of my leg covered by the cast; so gently, so lovingly.

Of course, I was still pissed off about Ayame. But I also remembered what Sango had said to me that day at Carter Barron. How all women have to share dick at some point if they want a man in their life. Now I was not about to sit there and allow Koga to parade other pussy in from of me and have some kind of open relationship. I guess that I was prepared to accept the circumstances and understand that the possibility of his straying again existed. For all I knew, he might still have been tied up with Ayame, only denying it.

Nevertheless, he insisted on my "staying with" him as I refused to make it official and move back in-lock, stock and barrel.

The first day went well. Roses everywhere; a $1,500 bottle of Dom. Romance Conti 1997; the latest Will Downing CD blaring through the speakers. Koga had surprised me by purchasing an Esse, a luxury chaise lounge made expressly for fucking the daylights out of somebody. He claimed it was for my benefit, but I am sure that he wanted to make sure he could get some unrestricted pussy, even with my leg in a cast.

The Esse did make life a lot easier. My head, neck, and back were cradled in the soft, black material while the rest of me was perfectly positioned for him to try to knock my insides out. Koga's dick felt different, better. I am not sure if it was because I had had a close call with death. Or maybe something had shifted in my pussy during the accident. It sounds ridiculous, but our organs do tend to shift in our bodies over time. That is why so many women started wearing that body shaper, to put everything back into place. Maybe my pussy had fallen out of place and now Koga could hit it at a different angle.

I made the mistake of mentioning my theory to Koga, and once he stopped laughing uncontrollably, he told me his own theory.

"Maybe you just finally realize that I have some good-ass dick!"

We were in the kitchen eating vegetarian omelets that Koga had prepared after a long, drawn-out night of fucking. "I've been trying to tell you that all along."

I snickered. "Whatever, baby, I'm telling you though, there's something different about my pussy. You didn't notice anything?"

"I noticed that I missed it, that I missed you." Koga reached over the table and took my hand. "If I had lost you, I wouldn't have been able to survive, Kagome. I mean that."

I hesitated, then pulled my hand back away from him. "Funny how you never appreciated me until I almost got killed."

"That's not true."

"It is true, Koga. Sure, you had your good days and your bad days, but for the most part, you never truly respected me as a person." I sighed. "I only hope you mean what you say and that you've changed."

"I have changed. I'm going to be the man you need, from this moment on. I promise."

I gazed into his eyes. "Please don't make promises you can't keep."

"I'm not."

We finished eating the rest of our breakfast in silence, then Koga left for his law office.

I sat down on the sofa and flicked through the channels. I hated being on crutches, hated having a cast, and hated the world for my problems. Everyone but Inuyasha Takahashi; he had saved my life.

The Trya Banks Show was on and I watched about thirty minutes of it. My mind kept drifting off to Inuyasha though, wondering if he was still in the hospital and how much pain he was going through . . . because of me.

I decided to call him, telling myself that it was simply to check on him, but something else about the mysterious stranger drew me to him. No one had ever given me a gift like the one he had bestowed upon me.

"Hello, this is Inuyasha," he answered on the second ring, sounding cheerful and shocking the hell out of me. "Hello?"

"Hey, Inuyasha. It's Kagome. Kagome Higurashi."

"'Nice to hear from you, Kagome He paused. "I knew it was you. I plugged your number into my phone."

But you haven't called me! Why am I bothering this man!

"Oh, did I catch you at a bad time? I was calling to see how you're doing. Are you still in the hospital? How are the people treating you?" Stupid ass Kagome! He is a half-demon in a demon hospital! "I mean, um . . ."

He must have deciphered my apprehension. "All things considered, at least I'm not dead."

"Inuyasha it can't be that bad is it?"

"Try me."

"Well, I for one, am just glad that you didn't lose your life. I'm sure your wife is delighted to still have you around. You're a great man."

I could hear him suck in a breath on the other end of the line; I was not quite sure what to make out of it.

"I don't know about great. I did what anyone would do."

"No, some people wouldn't have done a thing. In fact, there were a bunch of other people there and no one else reacted but you."

"I'm sure there were others that day who prevented somebody else from being hurt, but I drew the shortest straw."

He had a valid point. Kira Aiko had had herself a field day using people in the crowd as human bowling pins. Someone else was probably pushed out of the way and slammed to the ground just in time to avoid being hit.

"Possibly," I said. "But you're the one who intervened on my behalf, and for that I will be eternally grateful."

"Aw, you're so sweet."

There was a long silence as I struggled for something to add. I could hear someone in his hospital room-a nurse asking if he needed any more water-which answered my question about whether he had been released. I waited patiently until he finished their conversation.

"So, I see you're still in the hospital."

"Yes, but I'll be out in a few days. I can't wait either. I'm not used to being waited on hand and foot."

"I hope you're not one of those alpha men who's going to rush your recuperation and act a fool."

"You sound like my wife. I'm sure I can handle learning how to use my new abilities. She's already fussing about me going back to work months from now."

"What do you do?"

"I'm a human resources director. You?

"Nothing worth mentioning."

"Why do you say that?"

"You have a career. I make ends meet. It's not the same thing."

I was really ashamed of being a common waitress. I hated to admit it, but Mrs. Rakuonsha was right. I was not doing enough with my life. Even though I hadn't been afford the same opportunities as Koga, that was no excuses for not pursuing a dream. Too many people spend the majority of their lives hoping for a change but do nothing to evolve. Their biggest fear is taking the risk to be alive. I needed to begin my evolution and become a risk taker.

"Kagome, tell me, what you do? You have a job, right?"

"Yes, I have a job."

"Then that puts you in front of legions of other people. Come on; tell me."

"Why's it so important?"

"It's not. At least, it wasn't until you seemed like you don't care to discuss it."

How dare him! "I'm not a hooker or a stripper or anything like that, if that's what you're thinking," I lashed out at him.

He laughed and I frowned.

"What's so funny?"

"Even if you were a hooker or a stripper, it's no big deal. People are just people, and they do what they have to do to, like you said, to make ends meet."

"So, if I told you that I lay on my back and went through four sets of kneepads a month, you wouldn't judge me?'

"No, I'd probably find it fascinating."

Fascinating!

"Kagome? What do you do for a living?"

I'm a waitress," I blurted out. "At a diner."

Inuyasha chuckled. I wondered if he was making fun of me.

"That's a great profession, and it is a career. It takes a lot of skill to wait tables without dropping dishes, dropping trays on someone's head, and keeping up the pace . . . especially in a diner. Everyone's always in a hurry."

"You know what? What you said makes a lot of sense. I guess that I never thought about it like that. It's just . . ."

"Just what?"

"I used to work at more upscale places and my tips were a lot bigger. I feel like I got demotion."

"Have you applied to other places, Kagome?"

"No, not really." Not at all! "My schedule's so crazy that I really don't have the time."

"Didn't you injure your leg?"

"Yes, it's in a cast."

"While you're laid up, apply for some jobs. You don't have to confine your search to waitressing either. You have internet access?"

"I'm not destitute!" I exclaimed. "I didn't mean to come off like that. I can get on the internet."

"Then there are a lot of websites where you can search for a new job, and they're open twenty-four/seven."

"You're really trying to make me feel bad." I sighed. "I get what you're saying."

"I didn't mean to make you feel bad. It's that human resources part of me that kicked in. But seriously, it's a lot easier to find a new job when you already have one. A lot of people don't realize that."

"True. True.'

"As the primary decision-maker at our corporation, when someone comes in with a huge gap in his employment history, sometimes even a small gap, it sends up a red flag. Unless, of course, a woman's been taking care of kids, or sick parent."

"What if a man's been taking care of kids, or a sick parent?" I found myself asking getting caught up in the conversation to my own surprise.

"Then he's not a real man."

"There are plenty of house husbands these days. Women are capable of bringing in the money. No me, but some women. "I snickered at my own comment. "I could never cover all the bills in a household."

"That must mean you don't live alone. Do you have a roommate?"

"Not really a roommate but more of a boyfriend. . .BEEEEEP . . . Inuyasha are you okay what's that beeping sound."

". . ."

"Inuyasha?" It was complete silence I was beginning to worry that something happened. Then all of a sudden I could hear him breathing very hard like he was trying to catch his breath.

"Inuyasha is everything okay?"

"Um yea . . .I just . . .almost lost control there."

"What do you mean lost control?"

"Well the main reason that I'm still in here is because I need something that can keep my demon blood under control. Look it's no big deal my father said he had something that would help, so don't worry."

"Okay, but what triggers your demon side."

"Besides my life ending I really don't know or why it just happened now, but finishing telling about . . ."

I tried to think of what to say next. "My situation is complicated. I'm kind of between households right now."

"You're not homeless!"

"No, not that. I was living with him but we're not officially together anymore. I'm staying with my best friend, Sango but sometimes I'm back and forth. Is this making any sense whatsoever?"

"It makes total sense. I only hope you do whatever makes you happy."

There was an uncomfortable silence on the phone for a few seconds. Then I said, "Well, Inuyasha, I don't want to keep you. Thank you for your advice about looking for a new job."

"Are you going to do it?"

Probably not! "Yes, definitely," I lied.

"Will you call me again sometime?"

"Sure, or you can call me." After all you have my number!

"I'll do that. Maybe we can have lunch one day soon. After I get released from lockup."

We both laughed.

"That sounds like winner. You take care."

"You, too, Kagome."

And that was that. We hung up without saying another word. Inuyasha had definitely given me some food for thought, but the odds of stepping outside of my comfort zone and leaving the diner were slim. Hell, Koga had over and over offered to help me get a better job. Fear was definitely keeping me from doing things. I had somehow overcome my apprehension. Inuyasha was a nice man, and I hoped that he would call me to have lunch.

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