Author's note:
So...
You guys are going to kill me but I haven't posted in years because life happened.
I'm currently passing my teacher qualification exams to be able to teach art in middle school and highschool.
So before I say anything further, please do forgive my rusty writing. And if ever you do read this story from the beginning after stumbling upon his recent chapter, I apologize for all the typos and mistakes I left behind.
Feed back if obviously welcome.
Thanks for sticking around.
Chapter 11
Business concerns
After helping Kagome lay Sesshoumaru in bed, Inuyasha felt uneasy with what he saw before his very eyes: his ex-girlfriend tending to his half-brother's needs quite meticulously, without any hesitation nor regard for his very own presence within the room.
He felt a set of emotions that left him speechless and fuming all at once. Jealously, anger, envy, regret and contempt from which came questions he didn't have any answers to.
Why am I still here?
Why is Kagome here with Sesshoumaru?
Why won't she look at me?
Why is she touching him like that?
Wasn't that touch supposed to be only for me?
He stood there by the door observing her place a cold towel on the older Taisho's forehead. He couldn't stand seeing him benefit from her presence, Inuyasha simple couldn't. After all, he knew both of them more than anyone else. The idea of them being even just remotely close was not imaginable. Not even a possibility nor could they be an existing probability. The mere idea of them being an item made a vein pop on his temple.
"Keh!" He muttered instinctively at the thought.
To his disfavor, Kagome heard his brief mumbling. Her gaze shot up from Sesshoumaru's figure and swiftly landed on him.
Oh she's going to kill me. He thought.
"Thanks for helping. You're free to go now." She said dryly.
The younger Taisho frowns at her as his eyes met her fiery ones. She looked so determined to rid herself of him.
"Kagome, you don't have to stay here with this prick. Don't you have better shit to do than mess around?"
The question hit her ears while wringing the towel she had previously placed on the ill one's head. Some nerve this one has to say I, ME, MYSELF OF ALL PEOPLE IS MESSING AROUND. She thought fiercely.
Higurashi cocked an unpleasant brow at her ex while attempting to canalize the bubbling irritation tickling the fibers of her being.
"Inuyasha." Her firm tone startled the young man. "What I do of my free time is none of your business. Just as I shouldn't have ever concerned myself with whatever the hell you were up to during your free time." All the bad memories of them began rushing through her mind as s emphasized those last bits. She then concluded with "We definitely all know what that lead to..."
Defenseless against her words of truth, Inuyasha left hastily, slamming the apartment door hard enough to startle the neighbors yonder.