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this is Yoshiko Furu once again w/ another chap ! In my last chap i forgot to thank one other reader (which i hope u don't hat me 4...) Siren-of-the-Irish -Mist, Hana, and once again Makensie D. And i give you the same edvice as i gave the last non-registerd reviewer, i really like to reply to my readers. so um... on with the story, enough of my babble:' thank ya'll for reading
Recap:
The rest of the night they just talked about boys (but this subject didn't last long due to having Miroku there). The conversations ranged from school, random things in the media and a little about the stupid horror movie they witnessed.
Sango made sure to stay away from the subjects about Kagome's mother and Hojo. She knew those were still soft spots for Kagome.
Broken Wings
Chapter 14
What's Seen and Heard
Hojo watched the two teens as they made out on the bed. It made him a bit jealous to say the least that Kagome was with InuYasha.
The wimp knew he was the better choice; he was at least human. How low could that woman sink? What was next; was she going to become that monster's mate? The thought made him want to puke. His cell phone interrupted his troubling thoughts.
He snapped his head quickly down and then back at the room. It was now dark with the lights turned off in there. By now, InuYasha was in his own dream world and didn't hear the loud phone ring.
He quickly picked up the black cell and put it to his ear.
"Hello?" Hojo whispered lightly, not sure if he should be talking while he was spying.
"It took you an eternity to answer your damn phone. But your stupidity doesn't mater right know; I did a little research and found out that your idiocy didn't affect my plan. Because InuYasha is half-demon, he will change into a human on a certain night! Find out what night that is--or I'll rip your balls off; got it!"
Without waiting for a response, the voice hung up on poor Hojo. He looked at his phone in complete confusion at the harshness of the voice. At least he knew what he was supposed to do.
'Okay…I have to find out when InuYasha turns into a human; got it,' Hojo thought over and over, making a big attempt to remember his order…he looked down at his pants in sympathy; he still wanted to have kids, even if it wasn't with Kagome.
The moon was but a sliver of its large self; the new moon would be coming around any night now. Then he would start looking for the night of InuYasha's weakness.
InuYasha woke up that morning feeling groggy but somehow refreshed. He looked at the clock and saw that it was already eleven thirty. He looked around to see nothing but Kagome's empty room. He closed his eyes and inhaled her gentle aroma. He kicked off the tangled sheets and walked down the stairs, forgetting Miroku and Sango were still there.
He carelessly walked into the dining room. The kitchen smelled like French toast with syrup and he sensed his Kagome behind those walls. He walked around the door frame and entered the room where his ears picked up the sizzling of the pans and clanging of dishes.
"InuYasha how nice of you to join me for a spot of breakfast," Miroku chimed in. "And might I add that we especially love that skull pattern on your boxer shorts," he stated with a sinister smile.
InuYasha looked down and saw his black boxers with the skulls.
'Crap!' he thought frantically as he ran out of the dinning room to fetch pants. He heard Miroku snickering as he ran up the stairs.
Once InuYasha returned, everyone was sitting at the table enjoying a plate of sugary toast. He saw that a spot had been left open for him to sit next to Kagome. He walked over and sat down, giving her a gentle morning-smile. She looked up from her plate of food to see her darling InuYasha's face.
"Miroku told us you were awake, so we made you a plate," Kagome said as she smiled at him. He placed an innocent kiss on her soft cheek. She leaned into his touch.
"Thanks," he said while grabbed the syrup from the center of the table. Miroku looked on with an entertained smile.
"Don't I get a kiss too InuYasha? I did tell them you were up. Why, without me, you'd still be pant-less and without a dish of delicious breakfast," Miroku mock pouted, smiling all the while.
The girls stared first at Miroku and then at InuYasha. The hanyou's brow was twitching with untold annoyance.
Unusually, InuYasha's expression simply changed to one of great thankfulness. Using an equally sweet tone, he told the pervert:
"Why of course I owe you one, Miroku…" He lifted his hand and smacked it across the guy's head. "One lump on the head, comin' up!" he announced as a goose-egg formed on the top of poor Miroku's head.
He rubbed the sore spot tenderly.
"You don't have to hit so hard InuYasha," Miroku whined in a pout.
The girls started to giggle at the boys' little fight.
"Well, after breakfast I need to be heading home," Sango sighed disappointedly. "My little brother has things to do today and needs me."
"You have a brother?" Kagome asked.
"Ya Kohaku. You can meet him sometime but I have to take him to his soccer-meet today," Sango declared, giving Kagome a warm smile.
Sango swiftly realized that mentioning her brother in this conversation wasn't the best thing, judging by Kagome's crestfallen expression.
"I once had a brother; his name was Sota…"
Kagome could feel tears sting the side of her eyes as she tried to provide a friendly smile.
"Um…I have to be going as well; sorry I can't stay to clean up," Miroku said as he excused himself form the table with Sango trailing behind.
'And I thought the night was going so well…damn, why did I bring Kohaku up?' Sango thought miserably as she met the autumn breezes.
InuYasha moved closer to Kagome once he knew his friends were out the door. He bent over and wrapped his arms around her body.
"Kagome, don't cry," InuYasha all but begged into her ear.
She slowly looked up at her beloved. All the tears were still held back but threatened to escape at any moment, even in the presence of her InuYasha.
She didn't want to cry, she had cried far too much already. She smiled at him and gave him a kiss on the nose.
"I'm not crying," she retorted. He looked down at her, trying to comfort his woman.
"Then why do you want to cry?" he asked, smelling her unshed tears.
"I don't want to cry!" she replied loudly.
"You do so," he retorted with consolidation as his gaze enhanced on her. She fixed her eyes on the wall behind them, trying not to make eye contact in her misery. InuYasha gently held the frame of her face and dragged her blank stare to meet his.
Their eyes locked.
"Tell me," he commanded tenderly. She couldn't stop staring into his eyes. She didn't know why she was being so difficult; it was after all a memory…nothing more.
"InuYasha, it's nothing…" she whispered, forcing herself to look down. InuYasha stared at her, a little annoyed that she wouldn't tell him. He was even more hurt that she didn't trust him.
When she dared a peek at him, he looked absolutely crushed.
She felt guilty. Really guilty.
Kagome sighed out in defeat and looked up to meet the orbs of gold.
"It's just that…when Sango mentioned her brother, it made me miss having my Sota around. That's all; nothing big or anything. I…" she paused, taking in a breath of air to prevent herself from crying. "I just feel like I'm losing everything…" she trailed off, tears scratching the inside of her eyes, craving to be released.
It hurt to stare into her eyes. What could he say to her that would make that gut-churning stare turn into one of joy? It hurt so much to even peek at her pools of coffee-colored eyes. He placed a kiss on the top of her head.
"It'll be okay. You'll always have me…and it is something big, Kagome. Don't put your emotions in last place," he said, trying to sound optimistic about the situation. This was rather hard because he was usually more of a realist about these situations.
What was making him change…his feelings maybe? Her? That had to be it…
"I'm sorry…I—I'm crying again," she sobbed out, the tears escaping from her eyes and onto InuYasha's shirt.
"It's okay…just this once," he cooed out, rubbing her back in a soothing manner.
His mind was then becoming flooded with the images of what had occurred last night. Page after page he had sketched a drawing last night when he stayed up watching Kagome.
Page upon page were little drawings of her small, fragile figure. Some were happy…others sad and depressed. And when he had tried to draw himself standing next to her, he had torn the page up and threw it out the window…he was very displeased with the way his attempts to draw himself always turned out poorly.
It was impossible to draw himself; it just was...especially when it was next to her.
That then reminded him of something positive…he was going to submit his one drawing at home for the town's Art-Fair. Kagome would absolutely love what he drew for the contest!
"Kagome…" he said gently, lifting her head to meet his gaze. She looked at him through her teary eyes.
"Y-yes…?" she asked as the last of her tears came out. She was done crying for now. He kissed her forehead and gave her an affectionate smile.
"Come on, I have something to show you," he softly whispered as he laced his finger with hers, leading the way.
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