Disclaimer: Ummm…yeah…Chapter 2, it might be on there
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'Thoughts'
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Chapter 3: Who Are You?
Inuyasha glanced over the story title briefly.
"Hidden Garden by Sesshou Maru."
He shook his head as he walked into the kitchen.
"Never heard of you buddy and never heard of your story."
Or have you?
He shook his head a bit, swinging chunks of thick tresses into his eyes as he shook the thoughts from his head. He scratched the back of his head with sharp nails, soothing the irritation from his scalp. His golden eyes scanned the kitchen before he walked to the living room and flopped down into his couch, the soft cushions took the contours of his thin form. Inuyasha laid his head on the pillows and drifted odd into a fitful sleep.
A groan sounded from him as he rolled over strands of his black mane stuck together and pressed tightly to his head. His mouth opened in a loud yawn, the palms of his hands against his eyes as the ringing of the phone shattered the silence of his home. He absentmindedly groped for the ringing intruder in his sleep hazed state. He sat up mumbling a muffled greeting into the phone.
"Hello?"
A sweet voice reached his ears, knocking the disorientation from his body, his stomach flipped and churned.
"Hello Inuyasha. How is my baby Myouga?"
His tone was course, his tongue felt heavy in his mouth as his voice took a more clipped hint to it. Gripping the phone tightly, he faintly realized his hand hurt from the pressure.
"He's fine…Kikyo."
The woman bustled about while talking to him, the noises of her movement vaguely quipped his interest.
"Um…Inuyasha how are you?"
Inuyasha barely held back the snarl that itched at the back of his throat.
"As fine as I can be at the moment."
She paused; he could almost feel her cringe at his tone. Her soft brown eyes wide as black lashes kissed over silk cheeks. Picturing it in his mind he shook his head, he knew her all too well.
Then why didn't you foresee her cheating on you?
He grimaced as the voice sounded and glared at the door as sat. Taking some effort he gentled his voice, the weariness settled in even though he tried not to let her hear it.
"What do you want Kikyo?"
The woman on the other line sighed and he closed his eyes helplessly, imagining how her lips would part, the soft breath of air leaving her lungs in the soft noise. He could basically see her shift from foot to foot as she considered her words.
"I…I had one of my feelings. I know you don't believe them and I know you think they are bullshit but I believe them. I tried to ignore it all day and now here I am."
He gave a bark of laughter and in a motion as fluid as was possible for a man who had been nothing but a couch potato for months could; he plopped back down into the couch. The sound of it was hollow, ironic to him as it bounced off the walls. He smoothed his hair back on the pillow as he stared up at the ceiling.
"Well there is nothing wrong."
Frustrated by his attitude she huffed setting the bowl she was carrying on to the table in front of her.
"How would anyone know that you are okay all the way out there in the middle of nowhere?"
Another bout of laughter caused her lips to pull into a scowl.
"I would."
The miffed woman on the other end shook her head as picked up the bowl and put it with a few more things into a beautiful reed basket, the red cloth spread inside of it. She neatly tucked the bottle of wine within it as well, before she turned and walked down the hall. The beige colored walls were just as smooth and creamy looking as they had been when Inuyasha painted them. A willow table stood sturdily underneath a golden rimmed mirror. Black locks of hair swayed with her as she walked through the hall and stepped on to the pale blue carpet of her bedroom. She stood at her dresser fixing the locks into a neat ponytail.
"Inuyasha are you sure nothing weird has happened today?"
Silence followed her question and she sat down on the edge of her bed. Inuyasha grumbled an inquisitive pitch to his voice.
"Do…you remember my story Hidden Secret?"
Kikyo brushed a few strands of her black locks behind her ear.
"Yes, not one of my favorites though."
Inuyasha snorted and rolled his eyes.
"Like I care, but listen do you know if anything influenced the story?"
She ran her tongue over her bottom lip before shrugging but knowing he couldn't see it she answered.
"You mean besides Jack Daniel's? No…Inuyasha you didn't-!"
He cut her off harshly, the semi-friendly tone gone.
"I didn't plagiarize this time."
Her voice sounded pleading.
"Inuyasha are you-?"
Barely keeping back an angry growl he hissed into the phone.
"You know what? Never mind. Drop it."
Kikyo began again but he simply started again.
"How is Naraku? What is he up to?"
She let out a sigh, leaning back on to her elbows.
"I dunno. We aren't together."
His lips curled into a slight grin, amusement flittered into his body.
"Well, I can't say that I am not on the verge of jumping around, doing stupid dances."
She rolled her brown eyes and pursed her thins lips.
"I meant he isn't here at the moment. He is coming though, we usually don't stay here."
Lifting herself from the fluffy blanket and sauntering to the window as she heard a car pull into the drive way, a navy Mercedes Benz. Inuyasha glared heatedly at the phone and squeezed it tighter, imagining it to be the neck of the traitorous woman on the phone with him.
"I really didn't need to know that."
Again she rolled her eyes; exasperation seeped into her sarcastic tone.
"Then you shouldn't have asked."
He snorted once again in reply, before snidely adding.
"You know you should have him over more often. I mean it's a beautiful house. That's why I bought it."
Kikyo shook her head, her features contorted in sorrow.
"Inuyasha stop…"
A rigid sigh interrupted her.
"You know what? I have to go."
The woman attempted to stutter out a reply but she only got the dial tone. Giving in to a fit of anger she threw the phone against the wall and stomped down to greet Naraku. Inuyasha snarled at the nerve of the wench before laying back down and letting himself catch up on what he considered much needed sleep.