AN: *Eye popping* *Spin around and fall over* La gosh thank you all so much for all your reviews, they were such fun to read! Anyway, as usual here is my apology for taking so long to update, *Drop down on my knees* Please, please forgive me! *Cough*
Anyway I hope you will like this chapter, I notice all the previous ones were a bit boring with not much romance in it so I am filling this one with a bit of fluff, don't worry though, Inuyasha and Kagome won't be getting together for awhile, there is still the issue of introducing Kikyo. Muahahahah!
Title: I apologise
~~~~~***~~~~~
Miroku walked down the stairs whistling contently as he opened the front door, a faint string of curses could be heard coming from Inuyasha's room which Miroku ignored and changed from whistling to singing out loud (Slightly out of tone)-
# SUCH A BEAUTIFUL MORNING, SUCH A BEAUTIFUL DAY, LA LA LA L- #
He broke off singing and hurried out the door as he heard Inuyasha stomp out of his room looking murderous.
It was seven o'clock in the morning and Miroku had just received a phone call in reference to Inuyasha's music contract. He had being trying to get the deal signed for years and It had be a bit of a shock when the company started to consider it.
The company owner was Naraku, a pompous and self righteous man who had long dominated the music industry. His company is a big muti- million dollar enterprise which screams of success as you enter his fifty-five storey building.
Miroku climbed into his car flicking his hair back and tying it into a pony tail as always. Tall, strong and competitive, Miroku have always being confident in himself and today he sets out with a mission in mind-to sign up with the Naraku cooperation.
If he was able to get a deal with the very man himself they will be guaranteed success, following the footstep of many who had succeeded in what Miroku hopes to do.
Driving along the road Miroku's eyes shifted from the rood to the small picture lying on the dashboard. It was a picture of Inuyasha which had being taken before he got famous.
He remembered him coming to his office one day with the cassette in hand which had held the song that became his very first major hit. Miroku smiled slightly remembering back to the way his life use to be.
Running a small company called The Talented and Gifted, business wasn't too successful occasionally flooding with wanna be punks whose over confidence in themselves and their music disgusted him. And then came Inuyasha, Miroku remembered that day too clearly.
He had being busy writing refusal letters back to applicants when a guy walked in scowling, his beautiful face flashing in contempt.
Wearing a mere T-shirt and jeans none of which looked expensive, he came striding into the room demanding to see the manager, his white hair swirling around his head and his hazel eyes, glaring at any who dares stand in his way.
Miroku chuckled, who would have thought Inuyasha would turn out to be the way he is today. He reached the end of the road and started to make a right turn when he saw a body lying on the side of the road few metres ahead.
Miroku slammed on the brakes and hopped out of the car as it came to a stop. Running up to the body he dropped down beside it and turned it over noticing it was a girl. The girl had shoulder length hair which was raven black contrasting with her pale yet lovely face, Miroku eyed the girl warily her chest rising slightly indicating that she was still breathing.
He hesitated unwilling to waste time on the girl and be late for his meeting, his conscience got the better of him and with a grunt he lifted the body up and placed in the back seat of his car.
~~~~~***~~~~~
Inuyasha woke up with a headache barely remembering what he did last night. Running his hand through his thick hair he stumbled around the house cursing Miroku for waking him up so early. "I am so going to flatten him once he comes home." He grumbled.
"Unless you want to suffer, you better stay out of it!"
Inuyasha frowned wondering when he said that, he popped himself down on the couch and closed his eyes ready to get back down to sleeping when the door bell ran… and kept ringing continuously.
"What the fuck do you want?" Inuyasha yelled refusing to get up from the couch. When the bell didn't stop ringing he finally got up and yanked the door open, his mouth dropped in shock when he saw Miroku carrying an unconscious Kagome behind the door.
Miroku pushed past him and dumped Kagome on the couch. "What are you deaf?" He snapped at him. "I have been ringing that bell forever and by the looks of it I am going to be late for my meeting."
"Shut up Miroku, what the hell do you mean by this? Don't tell me you were responsible for getting that Kagome like that!"
Miroku glared at him, "oh no, we had such fun last night and then I decided to take her home and keep her by making her unconscious. Are you crazy?" Inuyasha returned his glare.
"I found her like that on the street not too far away from here.
Anyway I got to go so I'll leave her with you. You better take good care of her. By the looks of it, you should know her since you know her name."
Inuyasha stared incredulously at him. "What?!" He yelled at Miroku. "Hey wait Miroku, how am I suppose to take care of her. Miroku come back here!" Inuyasha coughed spitting out the dust raise from Miroku's car as he pulled out of the curve and drove away.
Inuyasha walked back in the house slamming the door behind him feeling pissed of. He had just remembered what happened last night and wasn't too happy about the stupid girl who had made him say all those things he did. What he said was only part of the real story but it was still his business and she had no right prying in it.
Inuyasha signed as he looked down at the girl lying on the couch, maybe I shouldn't have just left her like that he thought.
With a grunt, he lifted Kagome up and carried her upstairs to his room and placed her on his bed tucking her in so that she was warm. His eyes roamed her pale face, sad eyes which even he did not notice.
Inuyasha knew Kagome well and her condition was no mystery to him. He knew that she was in no immediate danger, all she needs was a good rest and take her medication and she would be fine.
Inuyasha settled himself comfortably beside the bed watching over Kagome as he thought back to the way his life use to be, when it was carefree, meaningful and joyful.
He lips curled into a smile thinking of Kagome when she was small, that little pout she does when she doesn't get what she want was clear in his mind, so was the times when she cried her heart out in his embrace when others had refuse to accept her into their group jaunting her because she was weak.
His glanced at the guitar he left on the floor from last time when he played it and had unceremoniously chucked away. He stood up to retrieve the instrument and sat back down holding it in position, his head tilted as he fingered the string. The gentled vibration of the strings fluttered in the room growing as Inuyasha started to play.
He did not notice Kagome wake then, too immersed was he in the process of making music. He sang:
"Fleet as an unseen star in the dwindling glade
Old as the hidden root that feeds the world
Hard as the light that blinds the eye
I am this, and this, and this,
Soft as a river is to the sleeping swan
Cold as the moonlight fainting on a stone
Deep as the deathless moss on the singing tree
I am this, and this and this"
The music slowly drifted off dying under his fingers as they cease moving.
"That was beautiful!" A voice beside him side. Inuyasha turned around a bit startled.
"You're awake."
Kagome nodded and attempts to rise only to sinking back down coughing. Inuyasha dropped the guitar and moved to her side. "Would you like a glass of water?" He said his tone sounding worried. Still coughing Kagome shook her head sucking deep gulps of air trying to ease the fit.
"I'll be alright." She said after a moment. Inuyasha looked at her an awkward silence starting to grow between them. Kagome fidgeted down his gaze as jumped a bit when Inuyasha suddenly spoke.
"Look I am sorry about last night, I shouldn't have left you there I…"
"It should be me apologizing here Inuyasha." Kagome broke in. "I-I had no right to pry in your business and I am sorry I did."
Inuyasha was silent for a moment hesitating a bit. "There was really nothing much to be known, after we moved…" Inuyasha held up his hand silencing Kagome who was just about to talk. "I owed it to you Kagome; anyway it isn't such a big deal."
"As I was saying after we moved to America, my parents settled down and ventured into the big business society. They were proud and over confident, needless to say they end up dealing with the wrong people and got murder when they decided not to go through with the deal."
"I am sorry Inuyasha."
"Don't be. I don't care about it anymore, I just glad that I escaped." Kagome looked at him, his face clouded over eyes tight with anger.
"You do care Inuyasha." She said slipping her hand into his holding onto his gaze. "You hate them for abandoning you; you wish you died with them so you can stop feeling of the guilty because you hate them and you don't want to."
Inuyasha looked away and stood up quickly. "Called me in you need me." He said shortly and walked out of the room.
Kagome rolled onto her side groaning, why can't I just shut up for once she thought to her shelf. Her eye lid eventually grew heavy and she fell back to sleep.
~~~~~***~~~~~
Inuyasha growled as he walked down the steps, the girl got too close to what he was thinking; he hated how she can understand him so god damn well.
His mind was an emotional mess at the moment; Inuyasha briefly glanced at the door of his room then walked out and got into his convertible trying to clear up his mind.
Kagome woke a few minutes later hearing the distant sound of a car. Throwing back the covers she pushed herself up and padded into the bathroom staring at the haggard face that was looking back at her in the mirror.
She twisted the tap watching the cold water pour out and plashed it onto herself felling slightly refresh and the shocking cold water startled her awake.
Her eyes shifted to a photo frame hanging off the wall beside the mirror.
It was a picture of Inuyasha, his handsome face grinning as he slung his arm over the shoulder of another lady. Kagome frowned examining it closer; the girl almost looked like her. At the bottom of the frame, there wrote: All the love from Kikyo.
End
Welllllllllllllllll..... How was it?
readers: Shut up
Me: @.@ *Sniff* I was just asking ;_;
Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! there was no fluff! *sign* I just have to make it up to you guys in the next chapter, hopefully.
Anyway I hope you will like this chapter, I notice all the previous ones were a bit boring with not much romance in it so I am filling this one with a bit of fluff, don't worry though, Inuyasha and Kagome won't be getting together for awhile, there is still the issue of introducing Kikyo. Muahahahah!
Title: I apologise
~~~~~***~~~~~
Miroku walked down the stairs whistling contently as he opened the front door, a faint string of curses could be heard coming from Inuyasha's room which Miroku ignored and changed from whistling to singing out loud (Slightly out of tone)-
# SUCH A BEAUTIFUL MORNING, SUCH A BEAUTIFUL DAY, LA LA LA L- #
He broke off singing and hurried out the door as he heard Inuyasha stomp out of his room looking murderous.
It was seven o'clock in the morning and Miroku had just received a phone call in reference to Inuyasha's music contract. He had being trying to get the deal signed for years and It had be a bit of a shock when the company started to consider it.
The company owner was Naraku, a pompous and self righteous man who had long dominated the music industry. His company is a big muti- million dollar enterprise which screams of success as you enter his fifty-five storey building.
Miroku climbed into his car flicking his hair back and tying it into a pony tail as always. Tall, strong and competitive, Miroku have always being confident in himself and today he sets out with a mission in mind-to sign up with the Naraku cooperation.
If he was able to get a deal with the very man himself they will be guaranteed success, following the footstep of many who had succeeded in what Miroku hopes to do.
Driving along the road Miroku's eyes shifted from the rood to the small picture lying on the dashboard. It was a picture of Inuyasha which had being taken before he got famous.
He remembered him coming to his office one day with the cassette in hand which had held the song that became his very first major hit. Miroku smiled slightly remembering back to the way his life use to be.
Running a small company called The Talented and Gifted, business wasn't too successful occasionally flooding with wanna be punks whose over confidence in themselves and their music disgusted him. And then came Inuyasha, Miroku remembered that day too clearly.
He had being busy writing refusal letters back to applicants when a guy walked in scowling, his beautiful face flashing in contempt.
Wearing a mere T-shirt and jeans none of which looked expensive, he came striding into the room demanding to see the manager, his white hair swirling around his head and his hazel eyes, glaring at any who dares stand in his way.
Miroku chuckled, who would have thought Inuyasha would turn out to be the way he is today. He reached the end of the road and started to make a right turn when he saw a body lying on the side of the road few metres ahead.
Miroku slammed on the brakes and hopped out of the car as it came to a stop. Running up to the body he dropped down beside it and turned it over noticing it was a girl. The girl had shoulder length hair which was raven black contrasting with her pale yet lovely face, Miroku eyed the girl warily her chest rising slightly indicating that she was still breathing.
He hesitated unwilling to waste time on the girl and be late for his meeting, his conscience got the better of him and with a grunt he lifted the body up and placed in the back seat of his car.
~~~~~***~~~~~
Inuyasha woke up with a headache barely remembering what he did last night. Running his hand through his thick hair he stumbled around the house cursing Miroku for waking him up so early. "I am so going to flatten him once he comes home." He grumbled.
"Unless you want to suffer, you better stay out of it!"
Inuyasha frowned wondering when he said that, he popped himself down on the couch and closed his eyes ready to get back down to sleeping when the door bell ran… and kept ringing continuously.
"What the fuck do you want?" Inuyasha yelled refusing to get up from the couch. When the bell didn't stop ringing he finally got up and yanked the door open, his mouth dropped in shock when he saw Miroku carrying an unconscious Kagome behind the door.
Miroku pushed past him and dumped Kagome on the couch. "What are you deaf?" He snapped at him. "I have been ringing that bell forever and by the looks of it I am going to be late for my meeting."
"Shut up Miroku, what the hell do you mean by this? Don't tell me you were responsible for getting that Kagome like that!"
Miroku glared at him, "oh no, we had such fun last night and then I decided to take her home and keep her by making her unconscious. Are you crazy?" Inuyasha returned his glare.
"I found her like that on the street not too far away from here.
Anyway I got to go so I'll leave her with you. You better take good care of her. By the looks of it, you should know her since you know her name."
Inuyasha stared incredulously at him. "What?!" He yelled at Miroku. "Hey wait Miroku, how am I suppose to take care of her. Miroku come back here!" Inuyasha coughed spitting out the dust raise from Miroku's car as he pulled out of the curve and drove away.
Inuyasha walked back in the house slamming the door behind him feeling pissed of. He had just remembered what happened last night and wasn't too happy about the stupid girl who had made him say all those things he did. What he said was only part of the real story but it was still his business and she had no right prying in it.
Inuyasha signed as he looked down at the girl lying on the couch, maybe I shouldn't have just left her like that he thought.
With a grunt, he lifted Kagome up and carried her upstairs to his room and placed her on his bed tucking her in so that she was warm. His eyes roamed her pale face, sad eyes which even he did not notice.
Inuyasha knew Kagome well and her condition was no mystery to him. He knew that she was in no immediate danger, all she needs was a good rest and take her medication and she would be fine.
Inuyasha settled himself comfortably beside the bed watching over Kagome as he thought back to the way his life use to be, when it was carefree, meaningful and joyful.
He lips curled into a smile thinking of Kagome when she was small, that little pout she does when she doesn't get what she want was clear in his mind, so was the times when she cried her heart out in his embrace when others had refuse to accept her into their group jaunting her because she was weak.
His glanced at the guitar he left on the floor from last time when he played it and had unceremoniously chucked away. He stood up to retrieve the instrument and sat back down holding it in position, his head tilted as he fingered the string. The gentled vibration of the strings fluttered in the room growing as Inuyasha started to play.
He did not notice Kagome wake then, too immersed was he in the process of making music. He sang:
"Fleet as an unseen star in the dwindling glade
Old as the hidden root that feeds the world
Hard as the light that blinds the eye
I am this, and this, and this,
Soft as a river is to the sleeping swan
Cold as the moonlight fainting on a stone
Deep as the deathless moss on the singing tree
I am this, and this and this"
The music slowly drifted off dying under his fingers as they cease moving.
"That was beautiful!" A voice beside him side. Inuyasha turned around a bit startled.
"You're awake."
Kagome nodded and attempts to rise only to sinking back down coughing. Inuyasha dropped the guitar and moved to her side. "Would you like a glass of water?" He said his tone sounding worried. Still coughing Kagome shook her head sucking deep gulps of air trying to ease the fit.
"I'll be alright." She said after a moment. Inuyasha looked at her an awkward silence starting to grow between them. Kagome fidgeted down his gaze as jumped a bit when Inuyasha suddenly spoke.
"Look I am sorry about last night, I shouldn't have left you there I…"
"It should be me apologizing here Inuyasha." Kagome broke in. "I-I had no right to pry in your business and I am sorry I did."
Inuyasha was silent for a moment hesitating a bit. "There was really nothing much to be known, after we moved…" Inuyasha held up his hand silencing Kagome who was just about to talk. "I owed it to you Kagome; anyway it isn't such a big deal."
"As I was saying after we moved to America, my parents settled down and ventured into the big business society. They were proud and over confident, needless to say they end up dealing with the wrong people and got murder when they decided not to go through with the deal."
"I am sorry Inuyasha."
"Don't be. I don't care about it anymore, I just glad that I escaped." Kagome looked at him, his face clouded over eyes tight with anger.
"You do care Inuyasha." She said slipping her hand into his holding onto his gaze. "You hate them for abandoning you; you wish you died with them so you can stop feeling of the guilty because you hate them and you don't want to."
Inuyasha looked away and stood up quickly. "Called me in you need me." He said shortly and walked out of the room.
Kagome rolled onto her side groaning, why can't I just shut up for once she thought to her shelf. Her eye lid eventually grew heavy and she fell back to sleep.
~~~~~***~~~~~
Inuyasha growled as he walked down the steps, the girl got too close to what he was thinking; he hated how she can understand him so god damn well.
His mind was an emotional mess at the moment; Inuyasha briefly glanced at the door of his room then walked out and got into his convertible trying to clear up his mind.
Kagome woke a few minutes later hearing the distant sound of a car. Throwing back the covers she pushed herself up and padded into the bathroom staring at the haggard face that was looking back at her in the mirror.
She twisted the tap watching the cold water pour out and plashed it onto herself felling slightly refresh and the shocking cold water startled her awake.
Her eyes shifted to a photo frame hanging off the wall beside the mirror.
It was a picture of Inuyasha, his handsome face grinning as he slung his arm over the shoulder of another lady. Kagome frowned examining it closer; the girl almost looked like her. At the bottom of the frame, there wrote: All the love from Kikyo.
End
Welllllllllllllllll..... How was it?
readers: Shut up
Me: @.@ *Sniff* I was just asking ;_;
Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! there was no fluff! *sign* I just have to make it up to you guys in the next chapter, hopefully.