By: Patche
Disclaimer: Umm I do not own/am not in any way affiliated with… Inuyasha, the song "Stay" or any songs I think fit the story perfectly.
Sour Girl
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It was already into mid-April by the time I'd realized that I had to tell him. I really had no clue why I didn't tell Inuyasha I was in love with him. We'd been dating for almost four months… like he wouldn't understand.
However, just as I thought this whole 'mystery girl' thing had blown over, the horrifying truth slammed me in the face… literally.
About a week ago, I was on my way to fourth block just minding my own business, thinking about Inuyasha. I guess I got a little too close to the lockers on the side, though when WHAM. I was slammed down to the ground. My books flew every way they could.
I looked up to see the one girl who could possibly yank me down from my cloud nine…
Kikyou. I'd recognize that long, perfect black hair and those dead brown eyes… her pale pasty skin…
I could spot her out of any crowd. She haunted every dream of Inuyasha I'd ever had.
I felt like growing some massive canines and growling her out of my life…
Yet, all I could do was look up as pathetically as I could and study her rection.
She didn't look too apologetic or even smile at the recognition. The only thing she could mutter out was 'sorry… you got in my way…' before walking back to class.
I supposed maybe the whole confession thing might not be a bad idea… even with Kikyou around again. It had been four months. He had to have let go by now.
So, here we were… sitting at a fancy restaurant, ready to order.
I glanced up from my menu to see Inuyasha's face. He didn't seem to be in a good mood today. I didn't know why.
"Hey…" I started. He glanced up at me seeming uninterested in anything I had to say.
"Yea?" He spat out in his usual grumpy tone.
"Are you alright? You've been a little off the past few days…"
He had been acting weird. I didn't know why. Well… I did, but I was hoping it wouldn't be the cause of said weird behavior and prayed it was something much worse than 'the girl of my dreams returned, what did you expect?'
He just sighed and continued reading the menu.
Ignoring me like he'd been doing.
I really was completely confused by this sudden change in his behavior. It was so weird. A month ago, he couldn't leave me alone… now it was almost like his interests in me had died out.
"Inuyasha…" I started, reaching my hand across the table and placing it on his. This time, he set the menu down and looked at me, raising an eyebrow.
"I'm fine, okay?" He muttered, looking at my hand.
I sighed and but my lip, contemplating the things I could say to him.
"Inuyasha…" I started again. He looked back at me, this time his eyes seemed to be looking at me… not just in my direction.
"I… umm… I wanted to tell you that…" I stopped noticing the waitress' shoe tapping impatiently on the floor.
Inuyasha's eyes were glued to her. I looked up to see who it could be. Much to my distaste, Kikyou was our waitress.
"You guys ready yet?" She asked raising an eyebrow.
"I'll just get a thing of fries…" Inuyasha muttered, handing his menu to her.
Kikyou turned her head towards me, still baring that impatient glare she managed to keep glued to her face… at least whenever I was around.
"I'll… umm… get a umm salad and a bowl of broccoli cheese soup." She jotted down our order and yanked my menu from me, marching off.
Boy, did I feel like a fatass. Why was Inuyasha only getting fries?
"Anyway, what were you saying?" He asked, finding the markings on our table amusing.
I opened my mouth to finish, but felt that tiny bit of appropriateness had died and a confession probably wouldn't sound so great since I'd obviously not captured his attentions well.
"Never mind…" I mumbled, resting my head in my hand. Inuyasha merely grunted in response.
"You don't like Kikyou, huh?" He asked, noticing my mood had changed since she graced our table with her presence.
I laughed lightly. "I'm just a bit jealous, ya know?" I said more to myself than to him.
"Of what?" He asked. I glanced over at him dumfounded. "She hasn't got too much on you…"
Was that a compliment?
"Gee… thanks…" I said rolling my eyes. "Just nicer hair, skinnier figure, prettier skin, bitchier attitude, nice red lips…"
Inuyasha just raised an eyebrow in curiosity.
"I'm short and stout… I can't control my hair… I definitely don't have you as interested in me as she does." That last part was a complete accident.
"What?" He asked me. "Kagome… what the hell are you talking about?"
"Kikyou… she's… she's so much better than me…" Suddenly, memories of our older interactions were surfacing. All the times in gym together, she could run faster, in choir she had a prettier voice, she made better grades, she was mystery girl…
Inuyasha snatched up my hand and stood up.
"I'm not even hungry…" He said, waiting for me to get up as well.
I stood up looking gloomy.
"I'll walk you home…" He suggested. Luckily, it was a nice walk from here… hopefully my negative thoughts would disappear long enough for that little 'perfect moment' to pop back up.
"Why can't you just tell me why you're so upset?"
We had gotten maybe about a block away from the restaurant when Inuyasha finally got fed up with my silent treatment.
The problem was that there were far too many things wrong to even believe I was going to tell him I loved him.
Kikyou was back and Inuyasha was obviously drooling over her every time he saw her. Not to mention he wouldn't even speak to me until I blew up on him.
"Because there's too much wrong…" I muttered, keeping my arms folded across my chest.
"Well you were happy as fuck until Kikyou turned out to be our waitress." He shouted at me.
"Well, yea… Inuyasha. I was going to tell you something rather important… instead you just blocked me out and stared at her."
He stopped walking beside me and sped up enough to keep me from walking ahead.
"Then what the hell did you have to say?" He asked, throwing his hands up dramatically and dropping them by his side.
The romance of possible moment had now been completely drained.
I breathed in deeply before I decided to just answer him.
"I wanted to tell you that… that I'm in love with you." It was one of those moments when I could absolutely not believe I'd just said it. It had been pent up so long… now here it was out in the open…
Inuyasha just froze, looking at me as if I had a second head growing out of my neck.
"You what?" He asked me to repeat.
"I said I loved you…"
This time, he knew he heard me right. I could see a million emotions flash on his face even in the darkness of the street.
He looked completely stunned… like he had no idea how to respond.
"Inu…" I was cut off by him pinching the bridge of his nose.
"You don't know what you're talking about, Kagome…" He said, matter-of-factly.
"I do! I wake up every morning just to see you, I love being near you… I've known ever since that day I woke up in your bed… after the party… Inuyasha, I love you. I know I do."
Why didn't he believe me?
"You just think you do…" He muttered, turning away from me.
"If you didn't love me back you could just say so…" I said as angry tears formed behind my eyes.
I took one last look at him before running in the direction of my house, running from him. I didn't even look back to see if he was following me. I didn't care…
It was unrequited all along.
A/N: Again, sorry for the delay. I just got back from a cruise on Monday… and yea, it's Friday, but still. I've been busy. Anyway, as I said before… we're coming to an end, but I am promising an amazing new story… so… don't frown just yet.
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