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And Those Amber Eyes of Sunshine…-Chapter Seven: The Funeral

The next morning, though they had gone to bed late, Kagome got up early to cook breakfast and Inuyasha woke an hour later to the smell of bacon wafting into his room. He had been sent to sleep in her guest room on the bottom floor and though it did not look as comfortable as hers, it had still been very nice to stay in. For the room was painted in a deep crimson red and had a red apple border along the top where the walls met the ceiling.
The room itself had been fairly big, much to his surprise, and the one window, curtained in a light white lace and big red drapes, to match the walls, faced the forest. The bed, a queen sized canopy, had drapes as well, which he had pulled shut before he went to bed to block the sun from invading his sleeping time.
'I could learn to love this,' he had thought to himself as he drifted in to a dreamless sleep that night beneath a shiny maroon comforter, his head between two feather filled pillows.
But morning had come, with the sounds of birds singing with the dawn of the rising sun and if that hadn't been what woke him up, the smell of something good, cooking, did. And with his ears twitching, he dragged himself from the deep slumber, climbing out of the bed.

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Kagome heard a door open a close and glanced up to see Inuyasha walk from his bedroom, his hair a bit messy, in a pair of silky crimson pajamas, covering his mouth to stifle a yawn. Grinning inwardly, she looked him up and down then shook her head and laughed.
"What are you snickering about," Inuyasha asked drowsily, his eyes still drooping slightly as he pulled himself onto a bar stool at the breakfast bar and stared at her through the opening. "I take it you're not an early bird, hm," Kagome asked in return as she lifted a few strips of bacon that were done, from the frying pan, and set them on a plate.
With a "Keh", Inuyasha took the fork and plate of eggs, toast, and bacon from her as she handed it over to him. Immediately, he began eating, stuffing his face so quickly that Kagome had to stop and stare for a moment. "What," he said around a mouth full of food, noticing she was staring. "Uhhh…Nothing Inuyasha, nothing," She replied, laughing, then walked around, through the dining room, to sit on the sofa in the living room.
"Aren't you eating," He said again, his mouth again full of food. "Already ate earlier," She giggled, picking up a remote from one of the side tables.
Suddenly, a T.V. blasted on and Inuyasha jumped up, looking in the direction of what used to be a picture of a desert over the fire place, now the moving image of Tom chasing Jerry on Cartoon Network.
Raising a brow, he looked at Kagome for a moment, who seemed to either not notice or ignore the fact that he was giving her weird looks. "Keh," He grumbled and sat down to finish eating.

"So are we going to Kikyo's funeral or not?" He heard her say, after a few minutes. He had finished eating and turned around in the bar stool, now watching the cartoons with her. But now he turned and looked at her with a raised brow. "We?" Kagome looked at him and smiled a sunny smile, "Yes, we. What, you really expect me to let you leave me alone now that I know Naraku is loose again?"
He hadn't thought of it like that before, but now he did as he sat there, staring at the T.V. screen, but not seeing the cartoon as he pondered what she'd just said.
Sighing, he finally nodded reluctantly, thinking that indeed, that was the best course to go by. He couldn't afford to let the Shikon no Tama get into the hands of his arch nemesis. "Yea, whatever, you can go if you want."
Pressing his ears against his head to save then from going deaf, he listened as she squealed excitedly, "Thank you Inuyasha! I promise I won't get in you way." Grumbling, Inuyasha replied, "Don't get so excited, I'm only doing this because we can't afford to lose that damn jewel."
She stopped and became quiet after that, her eyes slowly filling with hurt then anger as she balled her fists at her sides and threw the remote at him, hitting him square on the forehead. "ASSHOLE!"

So, after they had packed their things, including Kagome's bow and arrows and the Shikon no Tama, Kagome had called her work and told Sango she'd be gone for awhile, and Inuyasha had called a relieved Rin and Sesshoumaru to tell them where he'd been and that he was taking Kagome, they left for the city, taking Kagome's Jeep of course.
On the way there, they passed Inuyasha's trashed car in the ditch on the left side of the road and as Inuyasha stared sadly at it, pressing his nose and forehead against the window, Kagome tried to keep her laughter under control as she drove. "It's not funny," he barked. "You're right," she'd replied, "It hilarious!" And let her restraints loose as she burst into laughter, swerving a little on the road.
"That's it, you're going to get us wrecked, let me drive," Inuyasha commanded, holding onto the door and arm rest. "No way, it's my car," Kagome said back, regaining control of the steering. "Won't be for long if we crash," He grumbled. Hearing that, Kagome swerved on purpose and then turned again to get back on the road, just narrowly missing a mail box as she did.
"I'm going to be sick, you damn w-wench," He commented, wide eyed.

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It was almost dark when they finally entered the city's limits and though Inuyasha had argued with her about driving at least some of the ray, she had argued in turn, asking if it was the other way around and we were in his car, would he want her driving? He had quieted down after that.
Now, she nudged him gently, pulling into a gas station. "We're in the city, Inuyasha, wake up." Climbing out of the car as he began to pull himself out of his sleepy stance, Kagome began pumping gas into the tank, leaning against the forest green Jeep as she waited.
She could hear Inuyasha get out and turned, watching as he stretched and made his way into the store. Shaking her head, she paid no more heed to him and pulled the pump out of the car, paying at the machine with her visa.
Climbing back into the car, she sat herself down in the passenger seat. 'Might as well, I have no idea where I'm going in this place anymore…' Sighing, she looked out the windows at the tall luminous buildings etched along the streets, at the lights of casinos, stores, and other small businesses, at the rush of traffic along the streets. She had to admit that she did somewhat miss the city life, but she then admitted also that she loved the country life more.
Soon, Inuyasha came out of the store with a white plastic bag in his hand as he made his way to the passenger seat, blinking in surprise when he saw she was already there.
Shrugging, he went around to the other side and climbed into the driver's seat. "I don't know my way around anymore," Kagome offered quietly, looking inside the bag as he handed it to her.
Inside, the contents were peanut butter and jelly, a loaf of bread, a carton of milk, a box of Twinkies and some plastic dish ware.
Smiling, she closed the bag again as they drove off. "Where are we going," She asked softly. "To my apartment," He answered back quietly.

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As they pulled up to toll booth, Inuyasha paused in one of the stalls, rolling down the window as he dug around in his wallet for his access car. Pulling out, his slipped it into a slot in a machine and as it made a beep that echoed in the car garage beyond, the wooden bar blocking their way lifted up and they drove passed.
Inuyasha pulled into a spot marked "Apt. 311" and parked there, reaching back to get his bag before climbing out of the car. Kagome did the same and then he locked it, tossing the keys to Kagome as she walked around to meet him.
Together, they walked in silence to the elevator that would take them to his level. The ride in the elevator, like the walk, was quiet. Finally, after it seemed like forever, the doors opened on the third floor and he turned to the left to walk down the hall, listening as Kagome's shoes made soft clicking noises on the polished wood behind him.
Stopping in front of door 311, he then pulled his keys out of his pocket and finding the right one, opened the door, holding it out of the way for Kagome to pass though before closing and locking it behind him.

The apartment looked empty to Kagome. To her left was a small dark kitchen and if she walked a bit farther, she would be standing in the living room/dining room area that only consisted of one sofa, an empty entertainment center, and a lamp. The "dining room" only had one oak wood card table with four chairs around it.
Inuyasha cleared his throat uneasily and she turned to see him leaned against the door, his bag, forgotten, hanging from the door knob of a coat closet. He moved passed her and turned on the lamp and the kitchen lights. "It-it wouldn't be so empty if Kikyo hadn't taken so much when she left," He said as if to create some assurance to brush off the slight embarrassment he was feeling.
Smiling, Kagome dropped her bag beside his and took a running start, bracing her hands on the back of the couch as she leapt over, landing in the surprisingly soft and squishy cushions. "No worries, Inuyasha," She giggled, bouncing a little.
Inuyasha smirked some and said in return, "Who said I was having any?" He watched her as she lazily stretched out across the sofa and out of no where he choked and found it very hard to breathe as she smiled at him, gazing through long eye lashes at where he was standing.
"Inuyasha," Kagome said, the smile disappearing as she sat up, looking a bit concerned, "What's wrong?" Shaking his head, he covered his mouth and coughed. "Nothing, Kagome, just inhaled some dust or something."
He could tell she didn't believe him as she raised a brow but didn't question it, only shrugged and leaning back again. "So what are the sleeping arrangements going to be, In-u-ya-sha," She asked, pronouncing each syllable of his name. Wincing at that, he answered, "Well, you can sleep in my bedroom and I'll sleep on the couch. Does that work for you?"
Puzzled she sat up again. "I wouldn't want to invade you room, it's your space, you can sleep in there."
"Keh! The couch is more comfortable then the bed anyway, you can sleep in my room."
"Oh, gee thanks, you ass."
Grinning he lifted his hands to feign helplessness, "What can I say, wench, I'm a nice kind of guy."
Grumbling, Kagome got up and picked up her bag, walking down the hall, and as she found his room, she walked inside, slamming the door behind her.
Sighing, he rolled his eyes. 'Women…' And getting a blanket and pillow from the hall closet, turned out the lights and went to sleep.

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The next morning, when Kagome awoke, feeling stiff and unrested from sleeping on a hard bed all night, she got dressed into a formal pair of black slacks and a black button up blouse, slipped on her heels, and walked out into the living room where Inuyasha was still zonked out on the sofa.
Creeping up next to him, she said "Inuyasha" softly in his ear to wake him, and when he did not, she took a deep breath and yelled, "IN-U-YA-SHA!"
Yelping, Inuyasha, sprung at her, knocking her back against the floor in a pin down. His face was contorted into that of a snarl as he growled low in her face. She only responding by grinning and raising a hand to pat his cheek "Time to wake up Inuyasha," she said sweetly with a sunny smile, then squirmed from his hold when he looked at her surprised.
Sitting up, he gave her a dark look before standing, grabbing his bag, and stalking into the bathroom, muttering, "Damn wench," Repeatedly.

When he came out, he was dressed in a black silky/shiny dress shirt and black slacks as well. He had on shiny, polished shoes that clicked against the wood floors as well as he made his way into the kitchen where Kagome was already making herself a PBJ sandwich for breakfast.
She looked up from where she was making her food and stared in awe as he strode into the kitchen and stood beside her, making his sandwich. His hair was brushed and gleaming and even the fuzz on his ear had been groomed. His face was well shaved, not that it wasn't always anyway, but what he was wearing made her want to slide her hands right under his clothes a-….'Oh my god! Kagome, get control of yourself!' Her inner voice cried to her. Shaking her head, stunned she turned form him and picked up her sandwich, walking to the card table to eat it.

When they had finished with their make shift breakfast, they left, locking the door behind them, and went down to the car, silently, to go to the funeral. As they drove, or as Inuyasha drove, his face became somber and Kagome could feel his spirit darken as they drew closer to their destination.
When they got to the grave site, there were people already there, speaking in hushed voices around the cedar coffin that sat on a lift, ready to be lowered into the ground as soon as the sermon was over.
Finally, the funeral, and all the events that came after it, were over, a tired Inuyasha and Kagome climbed into the car and drove back to the apartment.
She had felt so bad for him, for during the whole thing, all people had done was come up and ask him if she was his girlfriend, all they did was tell him how surprised they were that he had recovered so fast from their long relationship, but of course, as a few had said, it was easy for a youkai to get over such things.
She could see how much he had restrained himself the whole time from just ripping someone's head off, especially after that remark, but she also saw the deep sadness and hurt he tried so hard to keep from his eyes.
So trudging into the apartment, with him ahead of her, she laid a hand gently on his shoulder, surprised when he stiffened, then brushed it off. That had hurt her, hurt her so much that all she did was walk to her room and close the door quietly.

Later that night, Kagome still lay in bed wide awake. Deep in the back of her mind, she knew something was wrong. So getting up, she opened the door to the bedroom soundlessly and crept into the living room. What she saw when she got there almost ripped her still beating heart from her chest.
Sitting on the couch, hunched over, was Inuyasha. Hands covering his face, she could see his shoulders shaking in the darkness in effort to keep the tears from coming and to keep himself from making any noises.
Walking around to the front of him, she dropped to her knees and wrapped her arms around the soundlessly weeping hanyou. 'Oh Inuyasha,' She thought sadly, letting her own tears slip freely from her eyes to cry for him.
That's the way they stayed until they both fell asleep on the couch, clinging to each other as if it were the only thing keeping them alive.

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