I went downstairs and ate, exactly as I promised. I smiled at everyone and everything, and waved hello. I was excited. I would finally tell him what I thought, and he would not be able to do anything besides beg for me, on his knees. I knocked on my dad's office.
"Can I go shopping for my dress tonight?" I asked politely, with a slight touch of annoyance.
My dad looked up from signing papers and questioned, "What the hell got you into this mood?" Shit. My father never swears. Something must be going wrong with the party tonight. I mean, I'm pretty sure there are follicles of hair everywhere on his desk, and I'm pretty sure it's not the usual amount of hair that just falls out of your scalp from shedding.
"Nothing. I just feel like I don't have enough time to shop for the perfect dress. I am a girl, you know." I sigh, totally bullshitting. It's that god damn Inuyasha. He's got me on edge lately, and obviously I need to pull off my plan without a single hitch.
My father smiled and laughed. He motioned for me to come closer to his desk, so I did. I stood in front of his desk with my hands on my hips, expecting a lecture. Instead, my father took out his wallet and got out his black credit card. I accept and kiss him on his cheek, a sure sign that marked me as a daddy's girl.
I skipped out of his office, completely happy that I got his money to spend. Hmmm… I could probably buy a store with this credit card, but no. I have to focus all my energy into putting that son of a bitch on his knees, begging for me. I swung by the kitchen to grab a donut to eat and to grab the keys for my Lamborghini. I decided to be a lazy ass and use the elevator to get down to the garage.
As I walked to my car, I tried to refine my plan even more. I tried to visualize it, so I know what would happen exactly and how it would happen. As I was getting off the elevator I tripped over a piece of donut.
"Fucking hell, someone is going to get fired for this!" I screamed into the vast garage. I really feel a hissy fit coming on, but I decide to take deep breaths to calm my nerves. The plan is definitely more important than firing someone as of the moment. I sighed and continued walking to my car.
I walked up to find my car covered in sand. In reality it's not too bad, but considering the shitty day I've been having, everything is pretty much exaggerated. I kicked the wheel in frustration and took out my keys. I clicked the unlock button to find that Souta, my little brother, messed with the wiring of the buttons. So, instead of unlocking the car, it made the car screech. That. Fucking. Fucker. I kicked the wheel once again, and tried to figure out a way to unlock my damn car. I finally got my car unlocked by pressing the lock button three times and then pressing the panic key and the unlock button simultaneously.
I opened the door and sat in the driver's seat, silently throwing a prayer to whoever's listening. "Please, make this day sooooo much better."
I put the key in the ignition and sped off.
I was walking down Cameron Avenue when I saw this little old boutique. It wasn't anything special, but when I looked at the display mannequins, they were dressed in simple black dresses. That caught my eye, and I opened the door.
When I stepped into the store the calming smell of lavender drifted to my nose. I looked at the ambiance of the place and found it charming. It was very antique-y and reminded me of an old forgotten town. I walked around and looked through the racks of clothing. The style they had was more classic and vintage than the modern type of clothing.
I was torn between two gowns, a white one and a midnight blue one. This was a gala so I opted for floor length gowns. I got inside of the dressing room and called Sango.
"Hey, I need you to go to Grandma's Boutique. It's on 1740 Cameron Avenue. Yeah, I'll see you in a few." I smiled and put on the white gown. It was meant to attract attention. It was a floor-length gown, inspired by ancient Greek clothing style. It was one shoulder with a huge slit up the side, meant to show off my well-toned thighs. It wasn't embellished with sequins or any gems. I walked out of the dressing room to look at myself in the bigger mirror, and observed how the fabric felt against my skin. Sango walked in right when I was about to slide the curtain of the dressing room. She touched my shoulder and made me jump a bit. She walked around me several times, nodding and making noises that meant she was approving the dress.
"Kags, you look like a vision in white! You look drop-dead gorgeous!" She squealed and pushed me to the dressing room, commanding I take the gown off and buy it.
"Wait! There's another one." I informed her and put on the midnight blue dress. It was equally as simple as the white dress. It had a plunging neck line that went all the way down to the top of my waist. It had thin straps and it only had a slight A-line on the skirt. The back practically didn't exist since the back was plunging down; only stopping short, a few inches above my buttocks. No embellishments or gems of any kind.
I walked out of the room and saw Sango stand-up and open her mouth. I waited a few seconds for her to say anything, but she just wouldn't. I just stood there with her mouth agape.
"What?" I was starting to get annoyed. Hearing nothing is definitely a lot worse than hearing a lot of flaws.
"That's it. I'm positive." Sango finally squeaked out and hugged me. I smiled at her and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked ethereal, better yet, I felt ethereal. I smirked at my reflection and threw a thumbs-up to Sango. Inuyasha would not know what to do when he sees me tonight.
I decided to stop by Smoothies Galore to order a strawberry-banana smoothie. Strawberry-banana smoothies always put me in a better mood. I grabbed a chair outside and looked towards the Testusaiga Inc. building. It's this humongous building, with…one-hundred and fifty floors. I think. I have this feeling in the bottom of stomach every time I think about Inuyasha and the Gala tonight.
"Ma'am, here's your avocado-wheat grass smoothie." The waiter proclaimed happily.
"Wait a second, I didn't order a fucking avocado-wheat grass smoothie." I fumed.
"Well, that's what you said at the counter."
"No, I'm pretty sure I ordered a strawberry-banana smoothie. Not this throw-up looking piece of shit!"
"I'm so…so…sorry." He stuttered.
"You know what, don't mind it. I've just been having a horrid day, and I really wanted my smoothie. It's fine, how much is that smoothie?" I sighed.
"It's 300 yen."
"Alright, here you go and keep the change." I smiled at him while giving him one-thousand yen.
He thanked me, and I walked out of the store, not even bothering to take the abomination of a smoothie with me.
By the time I got home it was already 5:30, which only left me two hours to prepare and look all snazzy. Shit. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I ran up the stairs as fast as I could, but alas, my luck still hasn't changed. On my way to the elevator, I got pulled over by a dumb security guard, only hired for the night. He pulled me by the wrist and dragged me to the kitchen where he demanded I tell him why I'm impersonating "Kagome Higurashi".
"You mother flipper! I am Kagome Higurashi! Get the fuck out of my way! I have to get ready for the fucking gala!" I tried to pry his hands off of my wrist, to no avail.
"Ma'am, I'm not stupid. I know what the real Ms. Higurashi looks like." He smirked, thinking that he got the better of me.
"!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. I waited a few seconds for someone, anyone to show up. It took my dad a good three minutes to get down to where I was, and by the time he did, I was on top of the guard wringing his neck. Well, not really, but I sure wish I would have. I looked at the guard and looked at my dad, "Dad, tell this idiot that I'm your daughter, and that I'm not some impostor." I smiled sweetly.
My dad scratched his head, and laughed haughtily. He would not stop laughing and this ticked me off even more. "DAD! Pay attention! I need to get ready!"
"Oh, right. Sorry. Yes, she is my daughter, Kagome Higurashi. You can let go now, thank you for being attentive." My dad coughed.
I growled and ran up the wooden staircase. Ran straight into my room and slammed the door shut. I am getting "engaged" tonight and I'm not having the best of days. Even if it is fake, I'd like to wallow in the false excitement that the "engagement" is going to ensue. I sighed, that feeling coming back again. I pushed away such thoughts as I walked into my closet.
If this was possible, my closet here, at my parent's house, is at least five times bigger than the one in my apartment. This simple thought made me a little happier. I also had some of my best clothes in here, and the biggest vanity anyone could have ever dreamed of. I sat down in the Victorian style lounge chair and took a breather. I took out the gown from the polka-dotted bag and draped it over me like a blanket. I slid out from underneath it and started to waltz around the closet, touching every piece of clothing that I passed by.
I shook my head and took a short bath. As I got out of the shower, I slipped. It just so happens that the toilet was very near my face and my lips almost touched the rim of it. I screamed and brushed by teeth, then applied the whitening strips. I walked to the vanity with just a robe on and sat down.
"You will shatter his heart tonight. Even if you're going to get engaged, you will make him regret ever playing with you." I told myself.
I applied make-up on. It was very simple. It only consisted of foundation, mascara, a little bronzer and blush, eyeliner and coral colored lipstick. I smiled and took out the whitening strips, running my tongue over my pearly whites. I looked up at the clock and read it. 7:15. Shit.
I grabbed my dress from the chair and put it on. I ran to my jewelry wall and took out the keys to my jewelry box. I only really care for the jewelry inside this box, that's why it has a lock. I took out a platinum mesh necklace that had over three-hundred carats of white diamonds. I also took out the matching earrings and the matching ring. I decided that I would choose a simple dress, exactly for this reason. I didn't want to overbear my jewelry. I sighed and put the jewelry on, glancing at the clock. 7:25. Fuck.
I rant to the shoe closet and look at all the shoes I have. I now feel very idiotic for not pre-planning the shoes that I'm going to wear. I got to the section that has all my high heels and look. I spotted my midnight blue pumps that were at least five inches high. The heel had some Swarovski crystals on it, so did the pump. I had them custom made for my prom, in junior year. I smiled and pulled them on. I looked up and saw that I had two minutes to get down to grand ballroom.
"Really? Does anyone really think I can run it these heels?" Gah. I am definitely going crazy, who the hell talks to themselves?
I speed-walk to the elevator and fidgeted while waiting for the elevator. Ding! The elevator's here. I get in it and take a humongous breath.
"It's show time." I whispered, while walking out of the elevator into the grand ballroom.
Every head turned as I walked out of the elevator. My dad took my hand quickly and led me to the table of the families. I wasn't here when they were decorating; therefore I didn't get to see the place beforehand. As I walked I saw that the room was filled with tables covered in white silk and the chairs were chrome with silk cushions. At each table a vase full of birds of paradise and white orchids.
"Dad, you didn't tell me the theme was white. I almost bought me a white dress." I laughed, while waving to some of my dad's competitors.
"It wouldn't have mattered honey, because you would have looked heavenly either way." My dad smiled. "You will be sitting with Inuyasha tonight. Make sure you guys look convincing, 'kay?" He winked.
"Dad, I hate that stupid bastard." I looked at him and forced a grin.
He simply shook his head and nodded toward where he was. Inuyasha looked at me and smiled. It took all I had to smile back at him, and look at him lovingly. Actually, that's a lie. Kind of. It wasn't that hard to smile at him because every time I see him, he usually brings a smile to my face. It's just kind of involuntary now. But looking lovingly at him, that was… I suppose something I'm used to do now. That's sad isn't it? He smiled back and turned to talk to his father. His father then nodded and he got up off of his seat. He walked to me and my father.
"Hey Mr. Higurashi, how's it going?" He politely asked.
"It's all good, son." My dad smiled. "Do you mind taking her the rest of the way?" My dad continued.
"Of course, I'd be honored to." Inuyasha smiled.
This was infuriating. He held my hand the whole way there and he even manage to tell me that I was the most beautiful girl in the room, and that he loves me.
"Ha, you say that now. Once Kikyo rolls in, what are you going to tell her? He same things you just told me?" I scoffed, and looked at his reaction.
"No. I love you. I really do, I don't know what else to do to prove it." He replied.
Once we got to the table, I hugged Mr. Tashio and Izayoi. I shook Sesshomaru's hand, and smiled at the thought of Rin, his human child. Inuyasha then pulled out my chair for me, and waited for me to sit down before he sat down. I wish I could say that he's the sweetest guy I've ever known and that I'm lucky to have him as my husband, but I simply can't bring myself to do that. I've known him for far too long and far too well; to think that he actually has a chance of changing. I vaguely remember my mission. I wanted to change him for the better, to stop him from being a player, so he would be a suitable boyfriend for me. Well, that really didn't happen. He did become my 'boyfriend', but only in a business manner. Now, here I am about to get engaged to the guy. I looked around the room and surveyed who were actually here. I haven't seen Naraku or Kikyo, so that usually is a good sign that tonight's going to be good.
I turned to my right side, where Inuyasha was, and asked him, "Did your dad invite Sango, Miroku, and Kouga?"
"You know what, I'm not really sure, let me ask." He then turned to his father and spoke in hushed tones. He, then, turned back to me and replied, "Yes, he did. He said that 'He wouldn't have them miss this day for the world.' Haha, I wonder why?" He smiled.
"Yeah, me too." All I wanted to do right then is ask him how he was going to propose to me. Obviously it couldn't be anything too foolish, or he would risk embarrassing his father and their whole family. I wish I could ask my father, but he was too busy mingling and being a good host to find his way to our table.
"Inuyasha, do you know why we're having this gala?" I decided to play it dumb.
"I'm not really sure, all I know it that my dad told me to dress up tonight." He shrugged.
"Oh, okay." I shrugged, wanting to strangle him. WITH. EVERY. PASSING. SECOND.
My dad tapped the microphone on the stage and gathered everyone's attention. "Hello friends! We welcome you to the first annual gala at the Higurashi residence. "He paused for applauses. "We really do appreciate you guys coming out here with us, and we wish you all would have a great time tonight!" He bowed and got off the stage as the band played their music with increasing volume. Everyone cleared the middle of the room as some people started dancing with each other.
"I wish I could dance." I sighed, not really wanting anyone to hear it.
"You know it all depends on who you're dancing with. You do know that, right? If you have a good partner and you let them lead, you're home free!" Inuyasha did it again. He smiled that vulnerable, eye-catching, heart-melting smile.
"Stop smiling. Nothing's funny." I commented, to prevent me from having another heart palpitation.
He stood up and pushed his chair back in. That was definitely different, I've never seen him do that ever, not even at the library. Damn, his dad must have been really talked to him, or else he wouldn't normally do this. I sighed even more, what the fuck is wrong with just being simple? Sometimes, I wish that I wasn't born into such a rich family, like my great-great-great-great grandma, Kagome, who I was named after. I heard she lived in a shrine, and that she was contented to live like that.
"Hey, come with me." Inuyasha said, expertly pulling me out of my chair and straight into his secure arms.
"Where to?" I asked, almost certain that this is when he's going to ask me to marry me.
"To the dance floor, I need to prove to you that my theory is very true." Who knew that he could dance?
He pulled me right in the middle of the dance floor, and put my right hand in his and the other on his shoulder. He nodded to the band and they immediately changed tunes and played "Just the Way You Are" by Bruno Mars. We were dancing out of beat and definitely not with the rhythm of the song, and yet, I really didn't care. I'm about to be asked to marry Inuyasha, the love of my life. Wait, what the hell am I thinking? He's a douchebag. He lied to me. I shook my head.
We stopped dancing. In fact, everyone stopped dancing. Do you want to know why? Guess who fucking walked in? That's right, that whore, Kikyo, walked in. I immediately looked at Inuyasha to gauge his reaction. I broke the hold that he had in my waist and walked away. He was staring at her, I saw his hold his breath as she walked in through the grand staircase. I seemed to be the only one that was not looking at her. I sped-walked to the balcony stairs and looked back; everyone seemed to be out of their stupor now. The thing is, she wasn't even wearing anything special. She was just wearing an avocado colored mid-thigh dress; so, I guess this means that it's her presence, that people find her so captivating that they have to stop and stare. Well, sorry for the disappointment, but I don't feel the need to do such things. She's taken Inuyasha more than once from me, and I am utterly jealous of her because of that. I tore myself away from the scene and l looked out the balcony.
The balcony was facing the gardens, and looking at the gardens always calmed me somehow. There was a pond in the middle of it, with a regal statue in the middle. I looked up again at the sky, "I don't want to be here anymore."
"Why not?" I whipped around so fast that I got a little light-headed.
"What the hell, where did you come from?" I asked, completely startled.
"From downstairs, why are you up here?" He asked, his head cocked to the side.
"It was getting too stuffy down there, I needed a breather." I tried to smile. And turned back around, looking at the moon.
"Bullshit Kagome. Why don't you really tell me why you're up here." He calmly stated.
"You wouldn't understand." I whispered, walking towards the stairs.
He grabbed my wrist and held it tight. "No you're not. You're not leaving until you tell me why."
"You don't have control over me. In fact, I don't even know why you're here."
"I'm here because I say you here."
"You're really convincing you know? You can drop your charade now; you don't have to impress me."
"What the hell are you talking about?"
I wanted to laugh, laugh so hard that I would start to cry. "Very funny, you think I don't know how you really feel about me? Do you really find me that stupid?"
"I still don't know what you're talking about."
"Bullshit! I saw the way you looked at her when she came in! I saw you hold your breath! I saw your eyes…" I stopped, the tears were flowing freely now. Damn it, I promised myself that he would be begging for me, instead it looks like my plan backfired.
"Kagome, I… I don't feel anything for her anymore."
"You fucking hesitated just saying that! You know what, just leave me alone." I said, walking down the stairs.
I walked through the dance floor and all of a sudden the light went out. I stood as still as possible, scared that there would be people who are about to kill us. Then a single spot light shined on me. I looked around and as far as I could tell, no one was on the dance floor anymore. A second spot light turned on and a figure stepped into the light.
"Kagome Higurashi, I know we haven't always seen eye to eye and I know that you didn't really like me a lot when we were in middle school, but I hope you know how much I love you and how much I want to spend the rest of my life with you." Inuyasha claimed.
This is funny. All of this total bullshit, but hey, this is the moment. I'm going to get engaged to him. Act surprised Kagome, act surprised. I feigned surprise and started to cry. I covered my mouth and fanned my face as Inuyasha walked towards me. He stopped a foot in front of me and got down on one knee.
"Kagome, would you do me honor by marrying me?" He finally popped the question.
"I…of course! Yes!" I exclaimed, not really sure if I'm just acting or not.
He got up and kissed me. I poured everything I felt into that kiss, I felt him pull back a little, probably because we were swarmed by people. I giggled and started smiling at everyone. After that the rest of the night went by in a bliss of emotions.
When everyone was putting up, Inuyasha and I went to the balcony and talked.
"I love you." I boldly stated. I looked at him, and he smiled at me.
"I've told you I loved you before but you didn't believe me. I supposed that's what I should have expected. I mean, why should you believe me, when I just broke up with Kikyo, and I'm still hung up over her?" He smiled. "The night Kikyo broke up with me, I waited until everyone was sleeping before I called my dad. I talked to him about it and he explained things to me. One of the things we talked about was you. He said, he could see how you looked at me, and how I looked at you. He said that that's exactly what people said about him and my mom, he said that it was a definite sign that my heart was obviously pulled to you. You attracted my heart in a deeper level than Kikyo ever did. You helped me get over Kikyo, believe it or not. I thought of you before I went to bed and right when I wake up. That night at the beach house, I really meant what I said."
"I guess we have our whole lives to find out." I smiled and pulled him into another kiss.
AN: It's done! I'll definitely miss writing this story! Tell me what you think about the ending and everything! Feedback is always good! I have this really good idea for a story, but I just don't know how to write it yet. Until then I guess I'm writing one-shots! Not unless I get a major writer's block, which is bound to happen since it is summer. I love you darlings! Thanks for all the reviews and for taking the time to read this story! Until next time, ciao!