Inu-Yasha woke to a pounding headache and eyes that refused to open. He
could see a glow of light through his eyelids, and when he finally pried
them open, he quickly shut them again at the blinding shafts of sunlight
streaking through the window.
"Uhhh....God, what the hell happened?" Inu-Yasha groaned, turning away from the assault on his retinas. Without the lights' distraction, all of his attention was diverted to the headache drilling through his head. He shot up when he heard footsteps coming and a clinking of glass, and immediately regretted it.
"Bad idea, bad idea, itai itai itai..." Inu-Yasha muttered, massaging his head in attempts to damper the jackhammer sensation.
"Now I feel bad about telling your parents what you did last night since that headache looks like punishment enough. It serves you right, though, you know, for sneaking into The Well. And I assumed even you would be smart enough to know not to drink yourself silly."
A glass of water and two aspirins accompanied the snide comment and Inu- Yasha slowly straightened up to locate the owner of the voice. His fuzzy vision cleared and he stumbled back, almost off the couch, when he recognized it belonged to Kagome.
"You! Wha-what are you doing in my room?!" he sputtered.
She gave him a funny look.
"Are you still drunk? This is my apartment, baka."
"Your...apartment? What am I doing in your apartment?" Here Inu-Yasha gave her a suspicious look. "You didn't kidnap me to extort more money from my parents, did you? Or was Kikyo right? You kidnapped me and then took advantage of me in my sleep!"
Kagome put down the tray bearing the hangover treatment and smacked him upside the head, veins popping out of her temples.
"You idiot! You don't remember a single thing about last night, do you?"
"So you didn't kidnap me?"
Whack!
"Ow.... You know, you shouldn't hit a man when he's down." Now Inu-Yasha's head felt like splitting. The woman hits hard!
Kagome rolled her eyes and handed him the aspirin and glass of water.
"Here, this should make you feel better. To get you up to speed, you got drunk last night, moron. I had to drag your sorry ass back here when no one answered the door at your place. You know, for a family with so much money, you'd think your parents could afford to pay me a bit more than 35 dollars an hour, especially if it's to tutor you."
Inu-Yasha said nothing and just glared at her while downing the water in hurried gulps. Her words finally registered and his glare changed into a look of confusion.
"What do you mean I got drunk? How? Where?"
"You must have drunken more alcohol than I thought. I wondered how you ever managed to...er...nevermind. From what I can piece together from your mumbling and Miroku's confession, he talked you into sneaking into The Well to get your mind off of your break up with Kikyo. Somewhere along the line you decided to get yourself smashed and uh...that's when I found you."
Kagome rushed the end of her summary and looked away quickly, taking the empty cup and tray and heading into the kitchen. As she rinsed the cup, Kagome tried to calm down her heartbeat and cool the heat flooding into her face. She had avoided thinking about her dances with Inu-Yasha all night, and was reluctant to go down that path anytime soon. It was a huge line she had crossed, experiencing something like that with Inu-Yasha, whether she was aware of it at the time or not. He was her student, damn it. She had always been able to keep a professional distance between her and her tutees, with the exception of Shippo, but his case was massively different. She had staved off Hojo, why was Inu-Yasha different? Because he isn't like Hojo... Kagome shook her head free of her thoughts and the road they were going down. She dried the cup, placed it back in the cupboard, and went back into the living room.
"It's only seven. You have time to call your parents, explain, and get ready for school. Arami starts at 8:30, doesn't it?"
"What? Oh, school. Yeah..." He lost his dazed look and comprehension spread across his face before he swore colorfully.
"Damn it! What the hell am I going to tell my parents! They're going to kill me!"
"Don't just sit there yapping about it and get it over with before you have a chance to chicken out. Here," Kagome said, tossing him the phone, "You'll worry them even more if you wait any longer."
"Feh."
"And you are very welcome," she huffed back at him, heading toward the bathroom to get ready for her own classes. She was gone for all of two minutes before she stuck her head back into the room.
"Oh, and try to be quiet. Sango's not up yet, she has later classes. Wake her up and die."
Inu-Yasha gave her a derisive snort and picked up the phone, sighing at the fate that awaited him.
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As he expected, there was hysterical crying and then a lot of yelling, followed with more sobbing and of course, more yelling. Inu-Yasha waited out the storm with the phone held at arm's length and when his mother and father finished their turns at chewing him out, he gave his explanation which spurred another round of shouting. They finally stopped scolding him long enough for Inu-Yasha to put in a request to send down a driver to take him home. When the call was over, Inu-Yasha chucked the phone on the coffee table and flopped backwards back onto the couch, sighing. His head still throbbed but the pain was dull enough not to bother him. Much.
He heaved another sigh just as the bathroom door opened and Kagome stepped out, fresh from her shower and ready for the world.
"So, did you call your parents?"
Inu-Yasha grunted a confirmation from his position on the couch. Kagome wrinkled her nose and tried again.
"Do you want some breakfast while you wait for them to pick you up?"
Inu-Yasha grunted again but sat up and followed Kagome into the small kitchen.
"What do you want? Eggs? Pancakes? There might be some frozen waffles in here somewhere," Kagome said with her head in the fridge.
"Whatever," Inu-Yasha mumbled. He was receiving snatches of what happened last night, memory slowly returning. He could remember ordering a bunch of drinks and watching Miroku make a fool of himself. He remembered someone gorgeous, dancing, and feeling really, really good. Trying to remember more was making his head hurt again so Inu-Yasha stopped, and noticed plate of hot, fluffy pancakes in front of him. Kagome noticed his untouched food and gestured toward it with her fork.
"Well? Aren't you going to eat? My cooking isn't that bad you know."
"What? Oh," Inu-Yasha said absently, picking up his fork and starting to eat. In the midst of his pondering he noticed that the pancakes were pretty good; light and fluffy, sweetened with a drizzle of syrup. He started taking larger bites and by the time he finished one plate, craved another. In the middle of his second helping, there was a buzz and Kagome got up and went to the intercom by the front door.
"Yes?"
"Hello, is this Higurashi Kagome's apartment?" a worried, female voice replied.
"Oh, you must be here for Inu-Yasha. Please come on up."
Kagome pressed the button to let the woman into the building and went back into the kitchen to tell Inu-Yasha.
"Hey, your mom's here to pick you up."
Inu-Yasha just nodded and continued eating. Kagome threw her hands in the air, giving him up for lost and began tidying up. There was a knock on the door a little while later and when Kagome opened the door, a small, stately woman rushed in, coat and scarf flying behind her.
"My baby, where's my baby boy?!" she cried.
Kagome smiled a little.
"Mrs. Fukashi, please calm down. Inu-Yasha's fine, he's in the kitchen eating breakfast."
"Breakfast?"
"Yes, breakfast, I made pancakes. Would you like some before you leave?"
The woman calmed down considerably and looked a bit flustered and very much embarrassed at her earlier actions.
"Oh dear, I'm sorry. I've completely forgotten my manners. I'm Fukashi Yuri, Inu-Yasha's mother. You must be Higurashi-san." She grasped Kagome's hand and spoke in tones of gratitude.
"Thank you so much for finding my son and taking care of him. His father and I were at a company gathering and lost track of time. I knew we should have left earlier. I'm terribly sorry to have inconvenienced you in this way."
Kagome smiled nervously and took her hand back from the woman, blushing at the amount of gratitude.
"It was no trouble at all, I'm happy to have helped. But please, call me Kagome."
"Alright, Kagome. Now, where is that foolish boy of mine? I have half a mind to turn him on my knee and give him a good spanking for all the worry he's caused me and his father. Of all the stupid things to do, sneaking into a club, and getting drunk no less!"
Kagome had to stifle a giggle and directed Mrs. Fukashi into the kitchen. She quite liked Inu-Yasha's mother.
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Inu-Yasha spent the day irritated and snapping at everyone, so it was pretty much a normal day for all. The only difference was Kikyo wasn't there to nag at him. Instead, she and her group of airhead friends gave him the cold shoulder, which gave Inu-Yasha no small amount of relief. Perhaps he should have broken up with her sooner if it meant a break from the ditzy cheerleader types he was forced to hang around when he was with Kikyo. But still, Inu-Yasha found himself wishing the day was over and he could spend his peaceful two hours with Kagome. However, when his last class ended and he arrived at their tree, she was nowhere to be seen.
'Where could she be? The wench is never late, is this the wrong tree?'
It suddenly hit him like a sack of potatoes that today's tutoring session was cancelled. He recalled her announcing it icily when Kikyo showed up yesterday. The hidden part of him that was looking forward to meeting with Kagome scowled with the rest of him and Inu-Yasha left the tree and walked around aimlessly in the park. His day just gets better and better.
It wasn't until half an hour and a handful of stones chucked into the lake later that Inu-Yasha spotted Kagome at the swings with a young boy. She was sparkling with a motherly glow as she pushed him on the swings, relenting to his demands to go higher. Inu-Yasha picked himself up and walked toward them.
"Oi! Wench! This is what you cancelled my session for? I should tell my parents to cut back your pay if you're going to skimp out on your duty."
Kagome stopped pushing the boy abruptly and stared at Inu-Yasha.
"What are you doing here? I said we didn't have a session today, why did you come?"
"Kagome, why did you stop pushing? I want to go higher!"
"In a minute Shippo-chan. See if you can pump up with your legs like I taught you," Kagome said absentmindedly, eyes still on Inu-Yasha.
Inu-Yasha just snorted and didn't answer the question. He couldn't very well tell her he'd forgotten and look even more like a fool.
"I was supposed to meet someone here, but then I see you just playing with some kid instead of doing your job. And here I thought you had integrity."
Kagome flushed with anger.
"Look, I cancelled today because I had to take care of Shippo. I'm sorry if you thought otherwise but there are more important things in my life than catering to your needs. Besides, I said we'd make up the time lost today on the weekends."
"Kagome, who's this?"
The little boy obviously thought the argument between his 'tutor' and this new boy was more interesting than trying to swing. He decided he didn't like the odd looking boy very much because he was making Kagome mad.
Kagome looked down at Shippo and smiled slightly.
"Shippo-chan, this is another student of mine, Fukashi Inu-Yasha. He's the one I'm tutoring now."
Shippo thought for a moment.
"So he's the one taking up your after school time? He's who you have to teach instead of coming to see me?"
"Um..yeah.."
"Then I don't like him. And besides, he's making you mad. Why are you spending time with someone who makes you mad instead of with me? I'm a good boy and I learn fast. Probably faster than this baka."
"Oi, brat, watch who you're calling a baka," Inu-Yasha growled, bonking the kid on the head.
Shippo squealed and dodged behind Kagome. Kagome fixed Inu-Yasha with a disapproving look.
"Inu-Yasha! How dare you hit Shippo!"
"He had it coming to him," Inu-Yasha sniffed.
"Didn't you have someone to meet?" Kagome retorted, annoyed.
"Feh, I don't even know why I came here. You probably made me late, too. I can't care less how you spend your time being irresponsible."
With that Inu-Yasha stomped away, leaving Kagome sputtering and feeling worst than he had all day.
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Wahahaha! I made a quick update! I'm so proud of myself. I hope you enjoyed this chapter, even though nothing much happened. *stops feeling so proud* Eh heh....well....Review anyway?
Oh, and for the last time, THIS IS STRICTLY KAGOME AND INU-YASHA!! The age difference is just something for me to play around with later on. *smiles mysteriously* Thank you all who reviewed! And Ame Tenshi, I kept my promise, didn't I? ^^ I'm glad you find my story interesting, though I fear I may have disappointed you and others with the dullness of this chapter. *whacks self in head*
"Uhhh....God, what the hell happened?" Inu-Yasha groaned, turning away from the assault on his retinas. Without the lights' distraction, all of his attention was diverted to the headache drilling through his head. He shot up when he heard footsteps coming and a clinking of glass, and immediately regretted it.
"Bad idea, bad idea, itai itai itai..." Inu-Yasha muttered, massaging his head in attempts to damper the jackhammer sensation.
"Now I feel bad about telling your parents what you did last night since that headache looks like punishment enough. It serves you right, though, you know, for sneaking into The Well. And I assumed even you would be smart enough to know not to drink yourself silly."
A glass of water and two aspirins accompanied the snide comment and Inu- Yasha slowly straightened up to locate the owner of the voice. His fuzzy vision cleared and he stumbled back, almost off the couch, when he recognized it belonged to Kagome.
"You! Wha-what are you doing in my room?!" he sputtered.
She gave him a funny look.
"Are you still drunk? This is my apartment, baka."
"Your...apartment? What am I doing in your apartment?" Here Inu-Yasha gave her a suspicious look. "You didn't kidnap me to extort more money from my parents, did you? Or was Kikyo right? You kidnapped me and then took advantage of me in my sleep!"
Kagome put down the tray bearing the hangover treatment and smacked him upside the head, veins popping out of her temples.
"You idiot! You don't remember a single thing about last night, do you?"
"So you didn't kidnap me?"
Whack!
"Ow.... You know, you shouldn't hit a man when he's down." Now Inu-Yasha's head felt like splitting. The woman hits hard!
Kagome rolled her eyes and handed him the aspirin and glass of water.
"Here, this should make you feel better. To get you up to speed, you got drunk last night, moron. I had to drag your sorry ass back here when no one answered the door at your place. You know, for a family with so much money, you'd think your parents could afford to pay me a bit more than 35 dollars an hour, especially if it's to tutor you."
Inu-Yasha said nothing and just glared at her while downing the water in hurried gulps. Her words finally registered and his glare changed into a look of confusion.
"What do you mean I got drunk? How? Where?"
"You must have drunken more alcohol than I thought. I wondered how you ever managed to...er...nevermind. From what I can piece together from your mumbling and Miroku's confession, he talked you into sneaking into The Well to get your mind off of your break up with Kikyo. Somewhere along the line you decided to get yourself smashed and uh...that's when I found you."
Kagome rushed the end of her summary and looked away quickly, taking the empty cup and tray and heading into the kitchen. As she rinsed the cup, Kagome tried to calm down her heartbeat and cool the heat flooding into her face. She had avoided thinking about her dances with Inu-Yasha all night, and was reluctant to go down that path anytime soon. It was a huge line she had crossed, experiencing something like that with Inu-Yasha, whether she was aware of it at the time or not. He was her student, damn it. She had always been able to keep a professional distance between her and her tutees, with the exception of Shippo, but his case was massively different. She had staved off Hojo, why was Inu-Yasha different? Because he isn't like Hojo... Kagome shook her head free of her thoughts and the road they were going down. She dried the cup, placed it back in the cupboard, and went back into the living room.
"It's only seven. You have time to call your parents, explain, and get ready for school. Arami starts at 8:30, doesn't it?"
"What? Oh, school. Yeah..." He lost his dazed look and comprehension spread across his face before he swore colorfully.
"Damn it! What the hell am I going to tell my parents! They're going to kill me!"
"Don't just sit there yapping about it and get it over with before you have a chance to chicken out. Here," Kagome said, tossing him the phone, "You'll worry them even more if you wait any longer."
"Feh."
"And you are very welcome," she huffed back at him, heading toward the bathroom to get ready for her own classes. She was gone for all of two minutes before she stuck her head back into the room.
"Oh, and try to be quiet. Sango's not up yet, she has later classes. Wake her up and die."
Inu-Yasha gave her a derisive snort and picked up the phone, sighing at the fate that awaited him.
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As he expected, there was hysterical crying and then a lot of yelling, followed with more sobbing and of course, more yelling. Inu-Yasha waited out the storm with the phone held at arm's length and when his mother and father finished their turns at chewing him out, he gave his explanation which spurred another round of shouting. They finally stopped scolding him long enough for Inu-Yasha to put in a request to send down a driver to take him home. When the call was over, Inu-Yasha chucked the phone on the coffee table and flopped backwards back onto the couch, sighing. His head still throbbed but the pain was dull enough not to bother him. Much.
He heaved another sigh just as the bathroom door opened and Kagome stepped out, fresh from her shower and ready for the world.
"So, did you call your parents?"
Inu-Yasha grunted a confirmation from his position on the couch. Kagome wrinkled her nose and tried again.
"Do you want some breakfast while you wait for them to pick you up?"
Inu-Yasha grunted again but sat up and followed Kagome into the small kitchen.
"What do you want? Eggs? Pancakes? There might be some frozen waffles in here somewhere," Kagome said with her head in the fridge.
"Whatever," Inu-Yasha mumbled. He was receiving snatches of what happened last night, memory slowly returning. He could remember ordering a bunch of drinks and watching Miroku make a fool of himself. He remembered someone gorgeous, dancing, and feeling really, really good. Trying to remember more was making his head hurt again so Inu-Yasha stopped, and noticed plate of hot, fluffy pancakes in front of him. Kagome noticed his untouched food and gestured toward it with her fork.
"Well? Aren't you going to eat? My cooking isn't that bad you know."
"What? Oh," Inu-Yasha said absently, picking up his fork and starting to eat. In the midst of his pondering he noticed that the pancakes were pretty good; light and fluffy, sweetened with a drizzle of syrup. He started taking larger bites and by the time he finished one plate, craved another. In the middle of his second helping, there was a buzz and Kagome got up and went to the intercom by the front door.
"Yes?"
"Hello, is this Higurashi Kagome's apartment?" a worried, female voice replied.
"Oh, you must be here for Inu-Yasha. Please come on up."
Kagome pressed the button to let the woman into the building and went back into the kitchen to tell Inu-Yasha.
"Hey, your mom's here to pick you up."
Inu-Yasha just nodded and continued eating. Kagome threw her hands in the air, giving him up for lost and began tidying up. There was a knock on the door a little while later and when Kagome opened the door, a small, stately woman rushed in, coat and scarf flying behind her.
"My baby, where's my baby boy?!" she cried.
Kagome smiled a little.
"Mrs. Fukashi, please calm down. Inu-Yasha's fine, he's in the kitchen eating breakfast."
"Breakfast?"
"Yes, breakfast, I made pancakes. Would you like some before you leave?"
The woman calmed down considerably and looked a bit flustered and very much embarrassed at her earlier actions.
"Oh dear, I'm sorry. I've completely forgotten my manners. I'm Fukashi Yuri, Inu-Yasha's mother. You must be Higurashi-san." She grasped Kagome's hand and spoke in tones of gratitude.
"Thank you so much for finding my son and taking care of him. His father and I were at a company gathering and lost track of time. I knew we should have left earlier. I'm terribly sorry to have inconvenienced you in this way."
Kagome smiled nervously and took her hand back from the woman, blushing at the amount of gratitude.
"It was no trouble at all, I'm happy to have helped. But please, call me Kagome."
"Alright, Kagome. Now, where is that foolish boy of mine? I have half a mind to turn him on my knee and give him a good spanking for all the worry he's caused me and his father. Of all the stupid things to do, sneaking into a club, and getting drunk no less!"
Kagome had to stifle a giggle and directed Mrs. Fukashi into the kitchen. She quite liked Inu-Yasha's mother.
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Inu-Yasha spent the day irritated and snapping at everyone, so it was pretty much a normal day for all. The only difference was Kikyo wasn't there to nag at him. Instead, she and her group of airhead friends gave him the cold shoulder, which gave Inu-Yasha no small amount of relief. Perhaps he should have broken up with her sooner if it meant a break from the ditzy cheerleader types he was forced to hang around when he was with Kikyo. But still, Inu-Yasha found himself wishing the day was over and he could spend his peaceful two hours with Kagome. However, when his last class ended and he arrived at their tree, she was nowhere to be seen.
'Where could she be? The wench is never late, is this the wrong tree?'
It suddenly hit him like a sack of potatoes that today's tutoring session was cancelled. He recalled her announcing it icily when Kikyo showed up yesterday. The hidden part of him that was looking forward to meeting with Kagome scowled with the rest of him and Inu-Yasha left the tree and walked around aimlessly in the park. His day just gets better and better.
It wasn't until half an hour and a handful of stones chucked into the lake later that Inu-Yasha spotted Kagome at the swings with a young boy. She was sparkling with a motherly glow as she pushed him on the swings, relenting to his demands to go higher. Inu-Yasha picked himself up and walked toward them.
"Oi! Wench! This is what you cancelled my session for? I should tell my parents to cut back your pay if you're going to skimp out on your duty."
Kagome stopped pushing the boy abruptly and stared at Inu-Yasha.
"What are you doing here? I said we didn't have a session today, why did you come?"
"Kagome, why did you stop pushing? I want to go higher!"
"In a minute Shippo-chan. See if you can pump up with your legs like I taught you," Kagome said absentmindedly, eyes still on Inu-Yasha.
Inu-Yasha just snorted and didn't answer the question. He couldn't very well tell her he'd forgotten and look even more like a fool.
"I was supposed to meet someone here, but then I see you just playing with some kid instead of doing your job. And here I thought you had integrity."
Kagome flushed with anger.
"Look, I cancelled today because I had to take care of Shippo. I'm sorry if you thought otherwise but there are more important things in my life than catering to your needs. Besides, I said we'd make up the time lost today on the weekends."
"Kagome, who's this?"
The little boy obviously thought the argument between his 'tutor' and this new boy was more interesting than trying to swing. He decided he didn't like the odd looking boy very much because he was making Kagome mad.
Kagome looked down at Shippo and smiled slightly.
"Shippo-chan, this is another student of mine, Fukashi Inu-Yasha. He's the one I'm tutoring now."
Shippo thought for a moment.
"So he's the one taking up your after school time? He's who you have to teach instead of coming to see me?"
"Um..yeah.."
"Then I don't like him. And besides, he's making you mad. Why are you spending time with someone who makes you mad instead of with me? I'm a good boy and I learn fast. Probably faster than this baka."
"Oi, brat, watch who you're calling a baka," Inu-Yasha growled, bonking the kid on the head.
Shippo squealed and dodged behind Kagome. Kagome fixed Inu-Yasha with a disapproving look.
"Inu-Yasha! How dare you hit Shippo!"
"He had it coming to him," Inu-Yasha sniffed.
"Didn't you have someone to meet?" Kagome retorted, annoyed.
"Feh, I don't even know why I came here. You probably made me late, too. I can't care less how you spend your time being irresponsible."
With that Inu-Yasha stomped away, leaving Kagome sputtering and feeling worst than he had all day.
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Wahahaha! I made a quick update! I'm so proud of myself. I hope you enjoyed this chapter, even though nothing much happened. *stops feeling so proud* Eh heh....well....Review anyway?
Oh, and for the last time, THIS IS STRICTLY KAGOME AND INU-YASHA!! The age difference is just something for me to play around with later on. *smiles mysteriously* Thank you all who reviewed! And Ame Tenshi, I kept my promise, didn't I? ^^ I'm glad you find my story interesting, though I fear I may have disappointed you and others with the dullness of this chapter. *whacks self in head*