Okay! Yet another chapter to this already great fic. Well, from what
everyone keeps telling me^^ this time, I'm going to be picky. I want at
least 30 reviews for this chapter. If I get close to it, then I'll post the
next one. But I love being praised^^ please don't criticize me for that.
Anyways, in this chapter, you are going to get the whole get up on why
Sesshomaru cheated on her, and whom it was with. Trust me, you'll never
guess^^. I have ceased to get an email telling me to take my lemon down. OH
S**T! I JUST JYNXED IT!!! Well, anyways *eeehheemm* I'm trying to capture
Miroku and Sango in the dark, deep hentai vestiges of my haunted and
tormented little mind. If, and when, I do, you can expect a lemon from
them. I'm also trying to catch Kouga and Ayame, Kikyo and Naraku, and
Kagura and Hiten. I know, weird couple. But whom else was I going to pair
her with?
Now! On with the story!
Oh. P.S. Lots of character perspectives ahead^^
Chapter 11:
Kagome's Point of View (pov)
Another tear invaded my eye, causing the whole room to become blurry. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't forget Sesshomaru. Which only caused the squeezing gestures on my heart to tighten painfully.
Why he did it, I have no idea. And I guess I never will, since I cease to talk to him anymore. Better yet, I would love to talk to him. It's just every time I walk even a foot closer to him, he runs off.
Did I cause the fall of our relationship? Was Sesshomaru trying to hint at me the whole time? Was he unhappy with me? What did I do?
I'm letting my paranoia show. I hate that part of me. I always seem to think the world is either out to get me, or everything wrong is my fault. I've taken therapy for this, but it never helped. I don't think anything will ever help, unless I'm properly told I didn't do it.
I'm now confused. I don't know what I did, or if I even did anything. All I can really go by is my and Sesshomaru's body signals. And from his cheating and my guilt, I'd say it was my fault.
I didn't hear the knock until Sango actually walked into my room. I had told her what happened, and she immediately rushed over, even though her and Miroku were in the middle of a huge make-out session. I'm glad she's my best friend. No one would have done that. Especially for me.
Sango sat on my bed, right across from me on my desk chair. I looked into her eyes, and I couldn't hold the tears back any longer. They came out, stinging my soddened eyes.
"Oh, Sango!" I wept, into her cozy jacket hood. Nothing could describe the pain I felt. The humiliation, the betrayal, and most of all, the unrequited love.
"It's okay, Kagome." I heard her cooing, in a motherly manner, while stroking the crown of my head. A gesture we started long ago whenever either one of us were sad. It was just a way to show we cared, and wanted the other to feel better.
My grip tightened around her waist. I feared constricting her to the point of suffocation, so I released a little bit. I felt Sango begin to rub my back, something quite new, yet very comforting. I yearned for that touch, because it told me someone was there, someone else was enduring some of my pain. Someone cared for me.
~*~
Sango's Point of View (pov)
I had never seen Kagome act the way she did. She was so child-like, and she seemed so fragile, that one little touch would shatter her into thousands of little pieces. It hurt to see her like this.
Whatever Sesshomaru did, he would certainly pay for it.
~*~
He wiped his lips off, the taste of her still lingering on them. He was madly insanely in love with her, and wished she hadn't left.
"Miroku, Sesshomaru is here!" His mom called down into the basement. Miroku shockingly got up slowly, as if he didn't want to see Sesshomaru. Something about the way Kagome sounded on the phone ripped his heart to portions.
Miroku climbed up the stairs, confronted by the one person he didn't want to see then, and probably from then on.
"I need to talk to you." Sesshomaru quietly spoke.
"What about? If it's Kagome, then you'd better leave-"
"Wait! It's about Kagome, but it's also a guilt trip. Please, just listen to me." Sesshomaru sounded scared, and Miroku guessed that's why he decided to listen to him.
"Follow me."
~*~
Miroku's Point of View (pov)
I led him down into the basement. The air smelled of Sango's fragrance, and I became slightly giddy. I hope Sesshomaru didn't notice. Who knows what he might do or say. I never really took into notice, or care for that matter, what Sesshomaru thought or felt, like he was a completely different species. It's weird how others judge others the way we do. Maybe that's what my job should be. To learn more about the human brain, and why we do the things we do to others.
"I know what you're going to say." Sesshomaru said, bringing me out of my philosophical daze.
"Oh, yeah?" I said sharply back to him. He has no idea how angry I am. I can tell.
"You're going to call me a big asshole, and tell me to back off from Kagome. Am I close?"
"No. Actually, I was going to ask you, how was it."
"How was what?"
"How good having sex with Ayame feels like. You know, she's never let me get in her pants. I wonder how she let you."
"You know?"
"Oh yeah. Ayame told me. And she told me how Kikyo got her drunk at her party, and forced you two in the same room together. Is that the same story you were going to tell me?"
"I don't know. I was injected with some sort of shot, then given a lot of drinks that tasted really funny."
"Shit." I mumbled.
"What?"
"Kikyo drugged you, spiked your drink, and then forced you to have sex with Ayame. And knowing her, she probably rigged it to where Kagome walked in on you two, became upset, and break the relationship. Just to help herself."
"Damn. That bitch is smarter than she looks."
"The only thing is," I began to say, "is why."
~*~
He got the call about an hour ago. His body pulsed with anger so grave and formidable, no one desired stopping him from reaching her house.
He finally arrived, and profusely knocked on the door, awaiting an answer. Sango acknowledged, shock and surprise lining her face.
"Can I see her?" he mumbled, just loud enough for her to hear.
"I don't see why not." She moved out of the way, allowing him to enter the house. She led him upstairs, to her room. She turned the knob, and the sound of sobs overcame him.
"Kagome, someone's here to see you." Sango said. She moved out of the way and let him in to see her. She lay on her bed, her pillow drenched in water from her tears. It tore at his heart to see her like that, and it was then, he realized he truly loved her.
"Can I talk to her alone?" he said, sympathy rimming his voice, something that tore at Sango's heart, because she knew he meant it.
She only nodded her head, and then left the two alone.
~*~
"Kagome? Are you awake? It's me, Inuyasha." Inuyasha pulled a stray hair out of Kagome's soddened face, allowing him to see her pale complexion. Another pain echoed in his heart, causing tears to form in his eyes.
He loved her. And no one could change that. He knew he loved her the moment he saw her, and only wished he could repair the mistakes in their relationship. He forced and forced her to love him back, the way he wanted to love her, but that was too much of a strain on her, he could now see. He wished he could take everything that happened from the day he asked her out, to now, and delete it from their minds, to start it all over again.
She opened her eyes, slowly, and stared into his. They revealed her weakened composure, which if was pushed or strained any longer would break. They showed her hurt, and the break in her heart.
"Inuyasha. He said he loved me. Why did he do it?" it was truly heart wrenching.
"I don't know Kagome. I honestly don't know. And I'm sorry for what happened. Then, and now."
"What do you mean? You're confusing me."
"I'm sorry for the way I've treated you. I never meant for this to happen." He grasped her hand. "If it weren't for me, you would have never turned to him. You wouldn't have to be in this position. Its all my fault."
"Don't blame yourself Inuyasha. This was bound to happen. It's called fate. Fate that we were to go out. Fate that I would go out with your brother. Fate that I would end up with a broken heart." Another tear fell off her face, revealing her hurt.
Inuyasha's heart called out to her. He wished he could be the one she turned to in her time of true need, such as now. He wished he could be the one to stroke her head and tell her it would all soon be over. But she was just out of his reach. Because of his past actions, he couldn't accomplish what he so dearly wished he could. He couldn't be the one she turned to. He couldn't be the one to tell her it would all soon end. He couldn't stroke her head.
But he could be her friend.
"Don't talk like that, Kagome. We'll work something out." Inuyasha held out his hand, and brushed the water off her cheek. A simple gesture that meant so much to her, and him.
She clasped at his hand, just wishing to be held by him once more. She forgot the warmth she felt when she was held in his arms, the sweet things he said in her ear, the little things that meant so much to her. She wished she could forgive him, she wished she could once more be his.
She wished she was his friend.
"I need a hug." She mumbled, while holding his hand tighter. Inuyasha complied, pulling her into a sweet, gentle embrace. He was warm and soft, and all too inviting to her broken heart.
"I miss you." She whispered into his coat.
"I miss you too." He replied back, the truth leaking out of his mouth.
"Please hold me, Inuyasha." She said, while another tear came out of her eye.
And he did just that. He held her. Throughout her hardship, he held her close.
~*~
Well, a rather long chapter 11^^ don't worry, folks, kagome and Sesshomaru will get back together. But for right now, Inuyasha has to prove himself. Cause we all know, he's not a bad guy. I have to give him his props^^ anyways, Inuyasha is just here as a friend to Kagome. nothing more, nothing less.
Now! On with the story!
Oh. P.S. Lots of character perspectives ahead^^
Chapter 11:
Kagome's Point of View (pov)
Another tear invaded my eye, causing the whole room to become blurry. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't forget Sesshomaru. Which only caused the squeezing gestures on my heart to tighten painfully.
Why he did it, I have no idea. And I guess I never will, since I cease to talk to him anymore. Better yet, I would love to talk to him. It's just every time I walk even a foot closer to him, he runs off.
Did I cause the fall of our relationship? Was Sesshomaru trying to hint at me the whole time? Was he unhappy with me? What did I do?
I'm letting my paranoia show. I hate that part of me. I always seem to think the world is either out to get me, or everything wrong is my fault. I've taken therapy for this, but it never helped. I don't think anything will ever help, unless I'm properly told I didn't do it.
I'm now confused. I don't know what I did, or if I even did anything. All I can really go by is my and Sesshomaru's body signals. And from his cheating and my guilt, I'd say it was my fault.
I didn't hear the knock until Sango actually walked into my room. I had told her what happened, and she immediately rushed over, even though her and Miroku were in the middle of a huge make-out session. I'm glad she's my best friend. No one would have done that. Especially for me.
Sango sat on my bed, right across from me on my desk chair. I looked into her eyes, and I couldn't hold the tears back any longer. They came out, stinging my soddened eyes.
"Oh, Sango!" I wept, into her cozy jacket hood. Nothing could describe the pain I felt. The humiliation, the betrayal, and most of all, the unrequited love.
"It's okay, Kagome." I heard her cooing, in a motherly manner, while stroking the crown of my head. A gesture we started long ago whenever either one of us were sad. It was just a way to show we cared, and wanted the other to feel better.
My grip tightened around her waist. I feared constricting her to the point of suffocation, so I released a little bit. I felt Sango begin to rub my back, something quite new, yet very comforting. I yearned for that touch, because it told me someone was there, someone else was enduring some of my pain. Someone cared for me.
~*~
Sango's Point of View (pov)
I had never seen Kagome act the way she did. She was so child-like, and she seemed so fragile, that one little touch would shatter her into thousands of little pieces. It hurt to see her like this.
Whatever Sesshomaru did, he would certainly pay for it.
~*~
He wiped his lips off, the taste of her still lingering on them. He was madly insanely in love with her, and wished she hadn't left.
"Miroku, Sesshomaru is here!" His mom called down into the basement. Miroku shockingly got up slowly, as if he didn't want to see Sesshomaru. Something about the way Kagome sounded on the phone ripped his heart to portions.
Miroku climbed up the stairs, confronted by the one person he didn't want to see then, and probably from then on.
"I need to talk to you." Sesshomaru quietly spoke.
"What about? If it's Kagome, then you'd better leave-"
"Wait! It's about Kagome, but it's also a guilt trip. Please, just listen to me." Sesshomaru sounded scared, and Miroku guessed that's why he decided to listen to him.
"Follow me."
~*~
Miroku's Point of View (pov)
I led him down into the basement. The air smelled of Sango's fragrance, and I became slightly giddy. I hope Sesshomaru didn't notice. Who knows what he might do or say. I never really took into notice, or care for that matter, what Sesshomaru thought or felt, like he was a completely different species. It's weird how others judge others the way we do. Maybe that's what my job should be. To learn more about the human brain, and why we do the things we do to others.
"I know what you're going to say." Sesshomaru said, bringing me out of my philosophical daze.
"Oh, yeah?" I said sharply back to him. He has no idea how angry I am. I can tell.
"You're going to call me a big asshole, and tell me to back off from Kagome. Am I close?"
"No. Actually, I was going to ask you, how was it."
"How was what?"
"How good having sex with Ayame feels like. You know, she's never let me get in her pants. I wonder how she let you."
"You know?"
"Oh yeah. Ayame told me. And she told me how Kikyo got her drunk at her party, and forced you two in the same room together. Is that the same story you were going to tell me?"
"I don't know. I was injected with some sort of shot, then given a lot of drinks that tasted really funny."
"Shit." I mumbled.
"What?"
"Kikyo drugged you, spiked your drink, and then forced you to have sex with Ayame. And knowing her, she probably rigged it to where Kagome walked in on you two, became upset, and break the relationship. Just to help herself."
"Damn. That bitch is smarter than she looks."
"The only thing is," I began to say, "is why."
~*~
He got the call about an hour ago. His body pulsed with anger so grave and formidable, no one desired stopping him from reaching her house.
He finally arrived, and profusely knocked on the door, awaiting an answer. Sango acknowledged, shock and surprise lining her face.
"Can I see her?" he mumbled, just loud enough for her to hear.
"I don't see why not." She moved out of the way, allowing him to enter the house. She led him upstairs, to her room. She turned the knob, and the sound of sobs overcame him.
"Kagome, someone's here to see you." Sango said. She moved out of the way and let him in to see her. She lay on her bed, her pillow drenched in water from her tears. It tore at his heart to see her like that, and it was then, he realized he truly loved her.
"Can I talk to her alone?" he said, sympathy rimming his voice, something that tore at Sango's heart, because she knew he meant it.
She only nodded her head, and then left the two alone.
~*~
"Kagome? Are you awake? It's me, Inuyasha." Inuyasha pulled a stray hair out of Kagome's soddened face, allowing him to see her pale complexion. Another pain echoed in his heart, causing tears to form in his eyes.
He loved her. And no one could change that. He knew he loved her the moment he saw her, and only wished he could repair the mistakes in their relationship. He forced and forced her to love him back, the way he wanted to love her, but that was too much of a strain on her, he could now see. He wished he could take everything that happened from the day he asked her out, to now, and delete it from their minds, to start it all over again.
She opened her eyes, slowly, and stared into his. They revealed her weakened composure, which if was pushed or strained any longer would break. They showed her hurt, and the break in her heart.
"Inuyasha. He said he loved me. Why did he do it?" it was truly heart wrenching.
"I don't know Kagome. I honestly don't know. And I'm sorry for what happened. Then, and now."
"What do you mean? You're confusing me."
"I'm sorry for the way I've treated you. I never meant for this to happen." He grasped her hand. "If it weren't for me, you would have never turned to him. You wouldn't have to be in this position. Its all my fault."
"Don't blame yourself Inuyasha. This was bound to happen. It's called fate. Fate that we were to go out. Fate that I would go out with your brother. Fate that I would end up with a broken heart." Another tear fell off her face, revealing her hurt.
Inuyasha's heart called out to her. He wished he could be the one she turned to in her time of true need, such as now. He wished he could be the one to stroke her head and tell her it would all soon be over. But she was just out of his reach. Because of his past actions, he couldn't accomplish what he so dearly wished he could. He couldn't be the one she turned to. He couldn't be the one to tell her it would all soon end. He couldn't stroke her head.
But he could be her friend.
"Don't talk like that, Kagome. We'll work something out." Inuyasha held out his hand, and brushed the water off her cheek. A simple gesture that meant so much to her, and him.
She clasped at his hand, just wishing to be held by him once more. She forgot the warmth she felt when she was held in his arms, the sweet things he said in her ear, the little things that meant so much to her. She wished she could forgive him, she wished she could once more be his.
She wished she was his friend.
"I need a hug." She mumbled, while holding his hand tighter. Inuyasha complied, pulling her into a sweet, gentle embrace. He was warm and soft, and all too inviting to her broken heart.
"I miss you." She whispered into his coat.
"I miss you too." He replied back, the truth leaking out of his mouth.
"Please hold me, Inuyasha." She said, while another tear came out of her eye.
And he did just that. He held her. Throughout her hardship, he held her close.
~*~
Well, a rather long chapter 11^^ don't worry, folks, kagome and Sesshomaru will get back together. But for right now, Inuyasha has to prove himself. Cause we all know, he's not a bad guy. I have to give him his props^^ anyways, Inuyasha is just here as a friend to Kagome. nothing more, nothing less.