By: Kitsune Mist
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Inu Yasha's eyes fluttered open from his endless sleep, he look around him… Where was he? What was he doing here? He searched the room and figured he was in a hospital, but why. He slowly sat up, a throbbing pain on his head made him want to layback down, but he ignored it. He used his battered arms to lift himself up, and slowly looked around the room. There was a T.V. right in front of him, his untouched food, sitting on the table beside him, the walls were Pinkish blue, and a door stood open, he could see Miroku through the door. Inu Yasha then looked to his left and noticed Kagome, her head was rested on her chair and she was fast asleep, what was she dreaming about? He didn't know, but she looked so peaceful, he didn't want to disturb her.
Just then Miroku noticed he was awake, and rushed into the room, looking concerned. "You've been here for 6 hours" As if answering the unasked question that was forming in his head, Miroku nodded his head toward Kagome,
"She has been her the whole time" He looked at his friend, sadness crept over his face when Inu Yasha asked the question that had been on his mind since he woke.
" Did Kikyo come?" Miroku looked away from Inu Yasha gaze as if to answer his question... "I see…" Inu Yasha looked down at his bed. 'Maybe she doesn't know im here, ya that's it' it was as if Miroku could read his mind with is next comment.
"Ill called her cell phone, and she answered, but she never showed up" Looking back at Kagome, Miroku sat on Inu Yasha's bed. 'Oh Shit… I'm in for another pep talk, what's this one gunna be about this time, it had better be good, I cant walk away from him this time.'
"Inu Yasha…" There was a very uncomfortable pause, Inu Yasha re situated himself, the pain in his head was becoming almost unbearable "I'm sorry" Miroku looked down, breaking the eye contact, yet again. 'Why can't I look him strait in the eye, just once.' "She really cares for you" Breaking the long silence, Miroku had just stated some thing that had never crossed his mind before. Questions swarmed thorough his head, his face looked shocked at Miroku's remark. Weren't they just friends? " She has been here for 6 hours, and Kikyo didn't even come." This struck Inu Yasha like lightning, maybe she did care for him more than a friend, but how could he have never seen it…
"Oh good, he's up" Kagome had finally woken up from her peaceful dream, The two boys looked up at her, She could tell they were talking about something… But what, had she interrupted? Why was that look Inu Yasha was giving her, it was a look of confusion, tied in with something else. His golden eyes seemed to pierce thorough her body, as if looking inside her, searching for something.
"Are you feeling ok" Kagome walked over to Inu Yasha and sat on the bed next to him. "That was quite a fall" she looked at him in the eyes, and then searched his body, he had a large gash on his head, and his arms were blood, and he looked like he was in pain. Miroku, having the perverted mind that he does, decided it was time to leave, so he got up, and made an excuse that he had to leave, neither Kagome or Inu Yasha believed this, Kagome didn't know why he left, but Inu Yasha had a very good idea. Kagome ignored his exit; she was far too concerned about Inu Yasha. "So, does your head feel ok?" Her voice was as sweet as honey, and her concern seemed to lighten Inu Yasha's mood. Her eyes seemed to seep through him like butter; he didn't know what to say. He didn't want to worry her, but if he said He was fine, it would be like he was avoiding her, so he took a little of both.
"My head hurts a little, but other than that I'm fine" He looked at her like he was trying to find his was out of a really bad bluff. She lifted her hand up a bit, and softly moved her fingers across his injured head, surprisingly to Inu Yasha it didn't hurt, but tickled, she smiled at him and he turned a light shade of pink. She looked at him with concern, and he couldn't hold back any longer. Inu Yasha felt a stab of reality, she cared for him, probably more than any one ever would, and she had stayed with him for 6 hours, just sitting there while he lay unconscious. He leaned his head closer to hers, and closed the gap between them.
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This story has gotten harder and harder to write, I wrote this chapter really sloppily, but hey, I am dealing with such bad writers block, I might just have this fic end pretty soon, maybe one or two more chapters. I didn't get the emotions across as well as I could have, But I tried. Im might not update this story in a while, it took me so long to write this crappy chapter.