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Chapter Two: The Best Day of My Life
I live in a palace, or so it's always seemed to me. My parents are the rich investors of a large multi-million dollar computer company, and very big in society- and I threatened to kill myself if they wouldn't let me attend public school. So yeah, nobody actually knows how much money my name's worth, and I want to keep it that way. And this old, beautiful restaurant that is nothing compared to my own room- it's a thousand times more a palace than my house will ever be to me again. I love the black chipped paint on the shutters, the small, noticeable weeds in the rose and flowerbeds on each side of the stairway.
And inside- it's more of a real home than mine. Soft carpets, cushy chairs, a bar to your left, little tables and cushions to your right. Down the main hall and to your left is a room full of paintings, the one on the opposite side is a game room. At the end of the little tour, mostly consisting of private rooms- is a large private room with a huge low table with cushions in the center of the room. It also has a pool table in the left back corner, a large window in the center wall, and in the right back corner is a fridge, and a couch lined against the right side wall. On the left side wall is a big screen television with a cable box, and an ancient Chinese chandelier hung from the ceiling, a kind of red and gold dragon paper lantern. I was in love with the entire place.
"Well," Inu-Yasha smiled and took my hand, "seems like home already, doesn't it? That's how we all felt when we first came here. My Uncle Myoga bought it ten years ago, and it's got pretty good business." For some reason I couldn't shut my mouth, but at least I said something. "You uh, come here a lot?" Kilala grinned at me. "Every day. We sleep here a lot, too. We just push back the table and take out futons- comes in handy when we or especially Miroku orders too much sake." At last Kilala had said something, which put me at ease. I had been planning on asking if she were mute. In the corner of my eye, I saw Miroku glare at her warningly. Keade, Koga, Ayame and Rin sat down on cushions before the t.v. and pulled a PS2 from behind it, and tuned out while playing a game I wasn't familiar with.
Sesshomaru and Miroku sat at the table with a game of chess, while Shippo and Sango tackled a game of pool- leaving me alone with Inu-Yasha. He went to the fridge and pulled out a couple of hard mike's, offering me one. I shrugged, "Cranberry, thanks." We settled on the couch, and nervously I kept sipping. "So, I just wanted to"- "I think what you did today was so"- we both blushed. "You go first." Inu-Yasha smiled and looked strait at me, making my heart pound at the sight of his amber eyes.
"Okay, so I just thought what you did today was- just, not you. I mean, it was really cool what you did for Shippo, yeah. But I wouldn't have expected you"- I cut him off. "You mean, you didn't think someone in a group like that, particularly me- could have compassion for someone like Shippo." Now I spoke pointedly, suddenly I wanted to get a few things strait. Now he was really blushing. "Okay, yeah. I made assumptions about you that were wrong, I admit that. But I'm glad I was wrong. Now I see that and that you're a really good person, a friend worth having. I just hope that now you can look past that at me, and see that even though I was wrong to judge, I can be the same."
Direct hit, Inu-Yasha. I decided to be honest with him from then on. "Okay Inu-Yasha, but I already did- a long time ago, when I first saw you." But as I was saying this, I had to look away. "I wanted you to know, from the time you sneered at me like that- that I was different, and that I did care. All it took was a tear-streaked look from Shippo and I saw that everything I had wasn't worth his pain. And you know what else? I was tired of hiding my feelings, my true self. I saw you and the others had that with each other, and I knew that was what I wanted." I couldn't help but tremble. I had had difficulty most of my life revealing my true feelings, and here I was doing it- with a guy I'd only been friends with for half a day.
And then it happened. I was totally unprepared for it, no way could anybody see this coming- he reached over, grabbed my chin gently, pulled my face towards his- and he kissed me! At first I thought my heart had stopped beating, and it was like we were frozen in time- Inu-Yasha and I. But he lingered long enough so that I began to enjoy it- and then he let go. I couldn't believe this guy- and there he was, with a dreamy expression on his face, head resting on his left hand sitting cross legged in front of me, his face only about two inches away. He. Had. Kissed me! Oh. My. God. Sugar rush, fireworks blinding me, oh mah lordy!
And then he actually began to speak, still with a dreamy expression calmly, as if nothing big had happened. "No, I'm not on drugs, I'm not drunk, and I'm not playing you. I just want to know right off the bat- if there's anything, any feeling there. If you, if I- might have any feelings for the other. All I know now is, I want you. There's something there, and I think you feel it too." Okay, you sure you're not on drugs honey? Or am I sure I'm not on drugs? 'Cause the same stuff's running through my head, too. "Wow," I'm sorry, but it's all I can say. Oh, and can we do it again? But I don't say that, though. I just stare, stare, and stare some more at the guy I know I'm going to be dreaming about for a long time. Finally my throat's working again, and I can say, "Oh yeah, yeah. I- I think there's something somewhere there, somewhere here, something where." But now I'm mumbling, and Inu-Yasha grins. "Yeah, somehow somewhere something there." We laughed, luckily still not drawing attention. "But I think we're gonna have to get used to that without the mumbling."
Inu-Yasha grinned, but he didn't kiss me. Then finally I get the message- I'm supposed to make the first move now- and I do it. This one's longer, and we wrap our arms around each other. This one draws attention- by Miroku. "Hey-ey, they're kissing!" He laughs his head off, and now as we break apart, everybody's watching and giggling. Inu-Yasha just smiles and shrugs, "Oh yeah? What about it? Am I not allowed to kiss somebody?" "It's not that, Inu-Yasha! It's that you never kiss anybody! You never have! Doesn't that make Kagome your first kiss?" this comes from Sesshomaru, who is very entertained by this. "My little brother, his first kiss! I'm so proud!" Fake tears come rolling down Sesshomaru's feminine cheekbones. But instead of losing his temper as usual, he still smiled, and continued to stare into her eyes, unfazed by any of his friend and Brother's comments.
By this time, they could see he was really serious. "My gods," said a shocked Koga. "He's got it, he's got it bad!" "He's really in love," Rin gave a romantic sigh. Miroku was still laughing, Keade and Kilala nodded solemnly, Sango and Ayame… were giggling idiots. Now was time for action. "Okay." I grinned evilly. "Sango and Miroku, what about you two?" That shut 'em up. "Aren't you dating? Just by looking at you two, it's easy to see that you're made for each other. Sesshomaru and Rin! Come on, you married yet? Just seeing you at school why, you'd think you're engaged! And then there's Koga and Ayame…" Now they were all back to what they'd been doing, and I turned to stare back into his eyes.
"Want to go outside?" he's murmuring quietly now. "I think so. Where's outside?" He stood up off the couch and pulled me up, and led me out the door and down the hall, and past the bar through an other door, that leads to outside, and there we are out in the beautiful garden I saw before. We sat on the bridge, letting our bare feet dangle over the pond water. "So, I bet you're wondering why I'm acting like this now. Why I kissed you, why I want to kiss you. And when we've really only known each other for about a day. " "Yeah, I kind of wondered about that." He pulled me over so I could lean on his shoulder, our hands exploring the other's hair, face, and other hand. Oh god, this had to be a dream, or else what could explain how this gorgeous guy was hanging all over me?
He turned to nudge my ear with his nose and whispered, "I've loved you for a long time. I see you every day in front of me in math class, in English too. I've studied every little detail, every unique mark on your body." He'd been watching me? I knew it! But not the way he was talking about, I had thought he didn't like me. He went on, "I wasn't really sure about you at first. At first, you were just a beautiful image imprinted in my brain, and I didn't really even know you. Sometimes I tried to block it out by thinking about you and Naraku together, trying to tell myself you were just like him- not like me at all, and if I told you how I felt- you'd laugh at me. But gradually in little ways, I'd see you were different (A/N: isn't that kind of the point of this story?) when sometimes, I'd see you doodling when you were supposed to take notes. I'd see you stare at Naraku with distaste, once or twice I saw you sigh with disgust and ditch your group. And hardly ever did I see you giggle with the other girls like an idiot." He turned my face to his, still with that idiotic "I'm-in-love" grin.
So he had a crush- no, he'd loved me all this time? Whoa, that's- I couldn't even find words to describe it. Nobody else felt like that for me- not even my own mother loved me at all. The sunrays rested on my shoulder, his hair, making it seem as golden as his eyes, the yellow mingling with his white hair. "This- Inu-Yasha, I couldn't be happier than I am now, that you told me how you really felt. An image of you was also imprinted in my brain- but now it's engraved in my heart. But one thing- why'd you kiss me first? What would you have done if I said I didn't love you?" He laughed, and pulled me further so we were lying on the bridge, our legs and arms entwined.
"I didn't think, really. Maybe I would have laughed at you, said you were a bad kisser or something. Even though I must say, you're not that bad of a kisser." Now we were both laughing as lightly slapped him on the face. "Not that bad of a kisser? I'll have you know- actually, I've never kissed before. And hold on a second! You haven't either, so who are you to judge?" He shrugged. "I don't know, maybe we are both bad kissers and we don't know it. But that doesn't matter to me, since I think you're the best kisser I'll ever kiss- and I know the only girl I'll ever kiss." With that, he pulled me down and we kissed again, this one our longest yet.
When we finally pulled away, he said, "Heaven's a lie." "Huh?" I was confused. Heaven's a lie? The phrase actually sounded familiar- for a second I could recall saying it myself. "Heaven's a lie. It has different meanings- and to me, it means that heaven is not a place. For me, Heaven is you." Oh… I got it then. And I don't mean I understood- I remembered. Yeah, I'd said it before myself- no; I had been screaming it. It was when- "Hey! It's getting late, come on, it's early dinner time!" It was Shippo; he was standing on the back porch with the biggest silly-grin on his face. "You guys can make out after dinner!" and he went inside. As we got up hand in hand and headed towards the porch, I turned to Inu-Yasha. "You know what? Today is the best day of my life."