Author's note: It's been a month since I've updated this story. Sorry. I've been having major writer's block on "The Hanyou and the College Girl", and it's been hard! Give me ideas. Please. I've also started drawing this into a manga-type thingie. Kinda cool.
Yesterday, I went to the doctor's and found out I have an ear infection. I haven't had one in years, but now I have to take these huge Amoxicillin that are so big I have to break it in half to take it. Bleh. Nyways, here's a chapter. This is DAP24, over & out.
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Disclaimer: If I owned them, I wouldn't be writing a FANFICTION, now would I?
The Assassins
Chapter fifteen
By: darkangelprincess24
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"And in the moonlight
Don't you think about him.
Sister, you're much better off without him.
You can blow the blues good-bye
And put the sun back in the sky
For when he comes crawling,
I'm not falling."
--"Forget About The Boy" from "Thoroughly Modern Millie" (a musical)
Last time:
"NO!" Inuyasha yelled, grabbing her wrists and holding them tightly. He stared into her blue eyes. "What happened to staying with me? Forever and ever, Kagome!"
She shook her head as tears started to gather in her eyes. "That was different then."
"How?" He yelled.
"I thought you loved me then!"
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"Kagome, I don't want you to leave because I'm in love with you, not Kikyo."
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This time:
"Wh-what?" She stuttered.
A look of anxiety blew over Inuyasha's face, and he let go of her arms. He had forgotten that he even grabbed her. He turned on his heel and rather violently opened the door (so hard the frame shook). Kagome stood, shell-shocked, with one hand in the air where Inuyasha has stood not five minutes ago.
Meanwhile, Inuyasha ran his hand through his silken hair as he stepped outside into the chill air of Tokyo. He thought of taking a walk, but decided against it. Kagome might worry. Instead, he settled on flopping down on the stairs. Like a child reprimanded, Inuyasha thought deeply over his recent actions. The more he thought, the more a familiar voice sounded in his head like a siren.
Well…that wasn't the smartest thing you've ever done.
He groaned and buried his head into his hands. "My God." He mumbled incoherently into his palms. "What the hell did I just do?"
He sat up slightly, running his hands over his face until they met at his lips. The eighteen-year-old sighed and lay back onto the concrete of the shrine.
'Do I even love her?' He thought. 'Or was it just three random words I sputtered out to avoid an even bigger argument….? …Or something I wish I had told Kikyo?' He covered his eyes with his forearms. 'I love Kagome…but I love Kikyo, as well. I…I don't know what I'm feeling. Kikyo is dead. Dead. We'll never be together…unless…
'No. I don't even want to think 'bout that. With Kagome, though, I know there's a chance with her, albeit a small one. Kikyo and Kagome look similar…but is that why I'm attracted to Kagome?'
"Inuyasha?" He heard a soft voice call. He opened his eyes and rolled his head to the side where Kagome sat.
"Yeah?"
"Did…you really mean that?" She fingered her oversized shirt that she had tied at her hip nervously. Her sapphire eyes met his dark amber ones.
'I don't want to hurt her….' He nodded silently and closed his eyes again.
She pursed her lips for a moment. After many moments, she stood and walked into the shrine house, closing the door quietly, thinking all the while, 'He's lying to me.'
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'Mission: find cereal.'
Miroku nodded in determination and made his way across the store, skimming the signs hanging from the ceiling. 'Cereal…cereal….Ah! Cereal!'
Smiling in triumph, he grabbed the most unhealthy-looking one off the shelf and strode to the teenage cashier. She looked up from her magazine, snapped her gum loudly, and stood. She scanned the cereal. "Three hundred yen." She snapped her gum again as Miroku handed the money to her.
He glanced out the store window, winking at the ebony haired woman waiting for him to complete his mission. She licked her lips once and turned back to the teenager standing before her. Miroku watched she twirled her long hair around her finger and smiled seductively to the boy.
"Thanks." Miroku muttered to the cashier girl distractedly as he walked through the automatic doors, slipping his hand into his back jean pocket, grasping a small plastic bag.
Brushing past her, he slipped the bag into her expecting hands that were clasped lightly behind her back. He walked away from her and her customer without a look back.
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Kagome slipped the plastic bag into her back jean pocket and smiled at Joey, her customer. She glanced around. The streets were beginning to get busy. She nodded at Joey.
"C'mon."
She led him to the middle of a dark alley and fished the bag out of her jeans. Kagome pushed him against the hard, brick wall and pressed up on him, roughly pushing the pot into the side of his loose pants. She kissed him hard before stepping out of the alley and walking disappearing into the crowds.
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Once he stepped inside the shrine, he knew something had happened. The air was not how he had left it when he left on a mission last night with Sango. It was stale and cold and…morbid. Miroku walked into the living room and sat next to Inuyasha on the couch, dropping the cereal on the coffee table. He noticed Inuyasha was looking at the television, but not really looking at it.
"I told Kagome I loved her." He said suddenly, not taking his eyes off the screen.
"Did you mean it?"
"I…don't know." Inuyasha took a cigarette out of the pack and snatched Miroku's lighter from his jacket pocket.
Miroku, too, stared at the screen, but not really staring at it.
"Well…that could be a problem."
Inuyasha took his cigarette out of his mouth and tapped it on the ashtray thoughtfully.
"Yeah. It could."
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"Did he mean it?" Sango asked, holding the drink out of her mouth long enough to ask. Kagome took a sip of her Cosmo.
"I…don't know. No, he wasn't thinking of me when he said that."
Sango sighed. "Who else could he have been thinking of?"
Their eyes met, and Sango instantly knew.
Rage filled her slowly.
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"She's dead, Inuyasha."
"Yeah."
"The only way, the one miniscule chance of you being with her, is by killing--"
"I know, dammit."
Miroku glanced at him, setting his smoke on the ashtray. "You're not going to, are you?"
Inuyasha was quiet for a moment, sitting with his cigarette in his fingers, before he smashed it into the tray and stood, slamming the front door as he left.
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"But…she's dead."
"I know."
"There is only one way, if only miniscule, that they would find each other. Even if he decides to kill him--"
"I know, Sango." Kagome snapped.
"Do you think he--"
Kagome grabbed her jean jacket and slid her chair back with a squeal. She rushed out the door, pulling on her jacket while running to her the drugstore.
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"…And, yet again, Tokyo will suffer from a terrible thunderstorm. Stay inside, folks, this ones gonna be big--"
He turned down the dial on the radio.
"Ah…so they have fallen into the trap of dear, dear miss Kikyo." He chuckled. "What a pitiful death. Abused by Onigumo, her stepfather."
Naraku stood and looked out to the darkening sky, hate and contempt hidden among his red eyes.
"Onigumo, her stepfather. Onigumo. Me."
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"Thanks." Kagome grabbed the twelve-pack of cigarettes and lighter, and headed out the store, cursing herself. She had vowed six months ago that she would quit. Guess that didn't last long.
She felt raindrops fall as she headed to the park.
She sat on the metal disc, remembering it to be much like a tire swing, only bigger. She lit a cigarette and watched as the rain fell harder.
And harder.
The rain became her music.
Da-dum…da…da-da-da-da-da…dum…
Snap.
Drip.
Siss.
CRACK.
She jumped when thunder roared. The cigarette fell from her hands.
Crack.
A stick behind her broke. She turned and put the cigarette in her mouth.
"Hey."
He said nothing, just sat next to her and took her pack and lighter. When he was done, he gave it back to her.
"I didn't know you smoked." Inuyasha said, exhaling.
"I tried to quit. Didn't work." She smiled slightly.
He didn't return it, only turned his head away. Kagome bit her lip. The two were silent until Kagome finished her cigarette. She stole a glance at Inuyasha, but he was studiously avoiding her. "If he's trying to avoid me, why'd he sit down with me anyway?' She thought, throwing her cigarette to the ground and started to stand.
Only then did he look her way. "Where're you going?"
"Home."
"Why?"
She turned to face him and met his eyes the best she could. "Why would I stay?"
With that, she spun on her heel, walking down the sidewalk, her heels making a click-click-click-click sound. And the rain went…
Drip…drip…da-da-dada…da-dum.
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Author's note: NOT a filler chapter! Review please!
