Chapter 14: Past figures
I had been sulking in my room for the past two hours since I'd woken up. My mind kept wandering back to what happened with Sesshomaru. It was fresh on my mind, especially since he wouldn't stop gloating the entire way he drove me home. The rest of the day I pretended as if I had no man issues, but it was really hitting me full force this morning. I had these feelings for Shippo and practically wanted to jump Sesshomaru's bones, and I didn't know what to do. They were both completely different men and I wanted them for completely different reasons. I needed someone to talk to, but I couldn't tell Sango. I needed to be calm right now. Not annoying squeals of Aww's and oh my god's. Or, I told you so's. I just didn't have the patience for it; not today. On the one hand, there was Shippo. This insanely handsome, kind man who paid attention. The first guy in forever that I actually had shown some interest in. Not counting those schoolgirl crushes from my girlhood. And on the other hand, there was Sesshomaru. The man who dripped sex, very hot sex. A walking sex-machine. Sex that I kind of, sort of, maybe wanted; I wasn't super sure. My heart said one thing, while my vag said another. Ugh, I never said vag, this was all Sangos fault. Emotional versus physical. I felt like I was in some kind of cliche romance story, and knowing the way my life was as of late.
Kouga couldn't be that far down the line. Knowing him I expected him to try and woo me any day now. So, who knows what that could bring. I sounded a bit full of myself just now. Right, but still full of myself. Maybe all this attention was giving me a big head. I sighed, what I need right now was to eat my feelings, because drinking them got me into confusing situations, so that was a no go. I grabbed my keys and my phone, heading downstairs and out the front door. The sun was blazing today, but at least the wind was being generous. I would have driven, but seeing as Sesshomaru has yet to bring me my car. I had no choice. I checked my phone as I walked down the street. Deleting one gross message after the other. Stopping in my tracks as I saw one specific message.
"Kagome is this really you?"
I read the message over and over. It was fine if strangers had seen this, but someone who actually knows me, that's not okay. I wondered who it was. I didn't see anything that resembled a real name in the email, and I for sure know that I didn't know anyone by the name of machoman95. I deleted it. I guess there was no use fretting it. Waiting somewhere in a cafe, was a danish with my name on it; or six.
Okay, eight danishes later. I was stuffed and still in an emotional hole. I had to figure this out before my dinner date with Shippo tomorrow. Speaking of which I was still waiting for his call. I brushed it off. I couldn't just keep doing nothing like this. Sitting around waiting for men. God; I had become my mother. I think it was time that I started looking for another job. I couldn't go back to Taisho Corp. That was just another mishap waiting to happen. I sipped on my water as I scrolled through job listings on Indeed for new assistant positions. About ten minutes into that, I felt this strange feeling as if someone was watching me. I looked around until I saw who exactly who it was staring at me, and I could have sworn my heart stopped at that exact moment. We locked eyes and my breath hitched in my throat. I knew those ruby red eyes anywhere. I knew who it was the moment I had laid eyes on him. It looked as though he was still trying to decide if it was me, but the look on my face must have been all the confirmation that he'd needed. I pulled money out of my wallet, threw it on the table and practically ran out of the cafe.
"Don't look back. Don't look back."
"Kagome!"
I silently cursed myself and stopped running. I turned around, putting on a fake smile.
"Hey, you!" That couldn't have sounded more awkward.
He smiled at me. "I thought that was you? Why'd you run?"
He pulled me into a tight hug. Lord, the man still even smelled the same; just better.
I laughed nervously. "Sorry, I'm in a rush." I lied.
"It's good to see you again."
"Likewise," I said. Hoping that this conversation would wrap up.
"Did you get my message by any chance?" he asked.
I looked at him strangely. "Massage? What message?"
"The one that said 'Kagome is that really you?'. I saw you on this website and you know. It took me for a surprise. I sent the message a while ago. I wasn't sure if you saw it or not, but the profile was taken down. So, I wasn't sure if it was some kind of fake profile."
Remember one of those crushes I had during my girlhood? Yeah. It looks like it just came back to bite me in the ass, as well as that dammed website. Life - 4. Kagome - 0.