warning: Lots of bad language in here! Just to warn you!

chapter seven

Ashamed

The raven haired woman sat up, knocking the bottle that rested on her chest to the floor. She rubbed her head and yawned widely.

She stretched her arm out to the lamp beside her and turned it on. But it didn't work. She sighed loudly and got up to go turn the other light on. It didn't work either.

"Shit." She cursed as she went into the bathroom, flicking the switch vigorously, with the same results.

"Get up." She said to the still body lying on the bed as she walked back into the room. When they didn't move, she shook them lightly, then harder. They still didn't move, just muttered an incoherent word. She finally pushed them off the bed, and they landed with a loud thump on the floor.

"What the hell!" The naked man yelled as he stood up on his two feet.

"The electricity got turned off." She said impatiently.

He just glared at her as he walked into the bathroom and picked his clothes off the floor.

"You told me that you paid the bill."

The man didn't say anything as he put his boxers on.

"You told me you did! Did you!" She nearly screamed.

He simply slipped his shirt over his head.

"I didn't have the money. I had to go buy you a pack of cigarettes."

"Don't bull shit your way through this! I gave you forty dollars."

"I had to buy gas as well just to get to the damn store."

"What did you do with the rest of it? Go get yourself a fucking blow job?" She yelled at him as she threw the nearly empty bottle at him.

It broke on the wall behind him.

"Fuck this! I don't need you anymore. See how far you'll get without my help!" He yelled at her as he stormed out the front door of the apartment.

"You didn't fucking help me! You just wasted my God damn money, you bastard!" She yelled out after him, the door slamming shut.

"Fuck you." She muttered under her breath as she walked to the fridge in her bra and panties.

She fumbled through it, knocking over spoiled milk, and spilling an opened can of soda onto the floor.

"God dammit!" She screamed in frustration as she abandoned the fridge and opened up the cabinets. She threw half eaten boxes of cereal and croutons onto the floor and counter.

After screaming and throwing, Kikyo finally found a bottle of Vodka and fell onto the floor, screwing the top off and chugging half of its contents.

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Inuyasha stood outside his house, a confused look on his face. The cops weren't there to ask him about Kouga, or take him in.

They were there to ask him about Kikyo.

"What did she do?"

One of the officers held up a picture of a man with dark brown shaggy hair and light green eyes. He looked drunk and had a rough looking beard. His over all appearance was sketchy and distrustful.

"Do you know this man, sir?"

"No." Inuyahsa answered.

"Are you sure?"

He nodded his head.

"He's a pimp in Los Angeles. We have reason to believe that he's been staying with your ex-wife. She's been seen around with him often over the last month. Do you know anything about this?"

Inuyasha was speechless for a few minutes before he finally said something.

"... no, we don't talk anymore. We haven't talked since the divorce."

The two men looked at him questionably for a few minutes before they told him to give them a call should anything happen, and then left.

Inuyasha was quiet when he walked inside.

"Who was that?" Rin asked.

"No one." He said as he walked up the steps.

Kagome looked at him worriedly. She didn't know what to think.

"Inuyasha?" She called up to him uncertainly. He stopped, but didn't turn around. Instead, he just stood there.

"Inuyasha." She said again.

He turned around and looked down at her.

"You don't have to watch the kids tonight." He said in a monotone voice.

He disappeared into his room, closing the door behind him.

No! He was not going to do this to himself again. If he ever wanted to get better, then he was going to have to stop moping around and letting himself fall into these bouts of depression.

Kagome followed him up the stairs, not even knocking on his door as she entered the room. He was sitting on the bed, his back to her, just staring at the wall.

She closed the door behind her and walked up to the bed and sat down beside him.

"What's wrong?" She asked, barely above a whisper. She couldn't bring herself to yell at him, like she was going to, at the sight of his face. It was completely blank.

She had never seen him so calm and stoic. It scared her.

"Nothing."

"You don't get upset like this over nothing, Inuyasha. Tell me what's wrong."

He stood up and looked down at her, his eyes glowing with anger.

"God dammit, I told you nothing was wrong! Why can't you just listen to me? Stop worrying about me, about the kids, we're fine. We don't need you. I don't need you, and I sure as hell don't need that bitch, Kikyo." He spat out, his fists tightening up beside him.

Kagome stood up, tears in her eyes. She wanted to run away, slap him, yell back at him. Anything. She just wanted to hurt him the same way he had done to her... but she couldn't bring herself to do it.

So, she hugged him.

"Don't say that. Don't you dare say that ever again." She cried into his shoulder.

He wrapped his arms around her, whispering how sorry he was. Before long, he had started to cry into her shoulder.

"I'm so sorry, Kagome. You're the last person I want to hurt." He kept on whispering over and over again, all the while he placed small kisses on her cheek, forehead, and her brow.

He pulled back, his amber eyes shining with tears as he started into her own. He bent down, his eyes never straying from hers', and placed his lips on her own. He pulled back again, but this time, he couldn't look her in the eye.

How could he let himself do this to her?

"I'm sorry, Kagome. Please... forget what I just did." He whispered to the quiet, still room around them. She didn't move or speak, she just stood there, confused on what had just happened. On what she should do.

Her boss, basically, had just kissed her. And... he was older than her, by what... nine years! ( Inuyasha is 26) This just... it wasn't supposed to happen. He wasn't supposed to kiss her, like her, or anything! And she definitely wasn't supposed to... feel this way! To... enjoy it!

'Oh shit!' Kagome thought to herself.

Before anything else could be said, he walked out of the room, his head held low. He couldn't bring himself to look her in the eye. He was too ashamed.

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Kikyo shut the door, making the car shake. She blasted the air conditioner, which at that moment, decided to cut out on her.

"Fucking stupid car!" She yelled at it as she slammed her fist onto the dashboard.

After cussing a few more times, she unlocked the car brake and pulled over onto the road.

On the way there, she put on make-up and brushed out her long silken hair, all the while trying not to hit any other cars. When she was done, she looked herself over and tried to put on a smile.

It was a bit... disbelieving, but it would do.

She just wondered what he was going to say.

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I know it's short, but i put fluff in there. Kind of... anyway, its a kiss, it's something! So... ha, there. Tell me what you think in a review, and I'll try to update faster!

love you guys, and thanks,

robin