Love Sucks.

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha. However, I do own Yoko, Shuroi and other characters, including Kasai.

Chapter 7. Tears fall

I woke up with a sated feeling, and certainly not in my bed. I felt Inuyasha's arms around my waist, and felt the warmth of his body. Heaven? No, I think I am still alive.

I turned in his arms so I could face him and I placed a kiss on his lips. His eyelids twitched, and a second later, opened. I gazed into his hazed eyes, ready to drown in them again if I had to. In fact, I wanted to.

"Hey sleepy head," I whispered and smiled. His hand brushed through my hair, and for a minute I forgot where I was. Just once again to drown in his body, I would give anything for it, with one concern only: neither of us to get hurt. But I was not thinking of this when he kissed me tenderly and pulled me close. I felt him harden again, but I resisted the magic of sex and pulled away.

"I think that's got to do for today," I said, and sat up on the bed.

"Yoko…I think I am in love with you."

I looked down on him with a horrified stare.

"You think?" A/N: Ok, I am sorry, Sherrilyn Kenyon, I had to write this

Inuyasha stretched lazily, and sat up beside me. His arms cupped my face.

"And if you do not get out of here fast, I will go mad."

I laughed and bowed my head towards his, ignoring the inner voice in my head that was telling me to do what it thought was the right thing. But being with Inuyasha felt right, even if it was wrong in nature.

"Bad madness is always appreciated," I dared, and he growled low in his throat, but I could see that he was going to manage and control himself. I smiled and kissed him, and then went and recovered my cloths from the floor, and put them on. "What time is it?"

Inuyasha covered himself, and went to look at the clock that he had hanging behind his closet near the window. "Six in the evening."

"Dinner is in an hour," I muttered to myself and grabbed a hairbrush from the table to comb my messy hair. "I will see you at dinner?"

He walked over to me and pulled me close. I let him hold me, and wrapped my arms around his powerful body. I felt safe with him. I wonder what would my dad say.

Then, I heard someone knocking on the door.

"Shit," Inuyasha whispered, and hurried to put his cloths on.

"Inuyasha, have you seen Yoko?" I heard Shuroi's voice coming from outside the room, and I let out a sigh. How should I explain to her what I have been doing for the past three hours?

"We were talking," said Inuyasha as he pointed towards the bed, and I ran to make it. He made sure that it was done before he opened the door.

"What took you so long to answer?" Shuroi asked curiously.

"I was attacking him," I said and laughed. "He said that I was so boring, so I decided to prove him different."

Shuroi laughed, and walked into the room. Inuyasha gave me a look behind my friend's back, and I stoke my tongue out.

"You guys want to go and see a movie with me and Sesshoumaru tonight?"

"Depends on what you guys are going to," replied Inuyasha and sat on the bed beside me, putting his arm around my waist. I felt a wave of irresistible pleasure ran through me, and I put on my act and pushed him aside. Shuroi stared.

"Have you guys been fighting?"

"Yeah, she hates me now," Inuyasha said, I gave him a pretend look. Thanks to my drama teacher, no person on the planet could tell if my looks were real or fake. Not even Shuroi, which gave me an advantage in this situation.

"OK…"she stated in puzzlement. "What did you do?"

I had to laugh, and that blew the whole thing off.

"Yoko!" Shuroi screamed in disbelief, and I knew I would fall of the bed if I would not hold on to something or someone. "You wretch! Come here!"

I shrieked in horror, jumped off the bed, and ran for the door. Shuroi ran after me, and I heard Inuyasha's laugh all the way down the hall as I made it to my room, and locked the door. A second later, I heard the pounding.

"Let me in!" Shuroi demanded through laughter and I went to the door.

"Promise you won't tickle me?"

"I promise."

I wrenched the door open. "You had your fingers crossed, did not you?"

My friend gave me a delvish grin. "Oh, yes."

I screamed, and ran for the cover.

"Are you sure you do not want to go?" Shuroi asked me, and I only nodded. "What about Inuyasha?"

"He can go if he wants too."

"Do not you think it is a little selfish?"

I did not respond, and Shuroi walked away with a sigh. I waited until her footsteps could not be heard anymore, and walked out of the door, went down the stairs and stepped outside through the back door of the building. There was a park just five minutes away, and there was my favourite swing where I could go in the times like these, when I needed to think and to be alone. I walked slowly, letting wind play with my hair and whisper the mysterious words to me. I smiled, and inclined my head as the tears began to come out from my heart. I knew that I have made the biggest mistake in my life because I let my guard down. I let myself feel, which, as far as I thought, was beside me. I was falling in love with Inuyasha, and it scared me, mostly because that there was no turning back now. I could get pregnant; I knew that he was not cautious. And neither was I, and I should know better.

I reached the park while those thoughts were going through my head, and I smiled through my tears. I should not have trusted him, I told myself over and over again, remembering my dad. My mother trusted him, and so did I, and look where we both are at the moment! Although my placement is considerably better than my mother's, but how is it a substitute for the family that I have always wanted to have? And now, I broke the promise that I have made to myself: not to get involved so deep.

I sat down on the swing when the little girl who was on it before jump down from it, and I watched her made her way towards her laughing mother. My heartache for just a hug from my mother had increased, but I knew that there was no way I could get one for at least ten more years. And then what? 'Hi mom, how are you?' and we start over again? This bitch of the new wife should have been in that jail, and my father along with her for all that he had done to us! Screw the money, they do not buy happiness, and if any of you want to argue with me on that, prepare to lose: I know better. My mom is not going to get any money in a first place: it was all a lie; and my father is not coming back to her as he promised, either. I had no one, except…

I continued to observe the little girl as she made a sand castle from her play toys, and watched her mother as well. The woman exclaimed in delight when she saw the beautiful castle that her daughter was building for her, and bent down to give the girl a kiss. The girl ducked to avoid it, and laughed as it still reached her. I smiled and let myself swing further up and gaze up at the sky. It was doing its regular before night performance that I loved to watch as a child, but now it brought back the memories that I never wanted to look at. Still, I could not force myself to turn away, and I heard through my right ear that the girl and mother had left. I was alone now.

I heard a swing on my left come to life, and I parted from my world, and turned to look. Inuyasha sat on it and just looked at me with a smile on his face.

"My mother died when I was young, and my father died before that trying to protect her and me from the man who loved my mother so much, he came to hate everything about her. He especially came to hate my father because he had much more power than anyone could imagine. My father was able to free my mother from chains that were holding her to a wall, and she fled, never looking back, but always remembering my father warmly. I was not yet a month old when that happened, but she told me all about it when I was old enough to understand. She died when I was five, and someone brought me here. But before she died, she did not forget to tell me about the existence of my half-brother, Sesshoumaru," he heaved a sigh. "When I first met him, he showed me aside and refused to communicate with me in any way. Kasai provided me with my own room; he was able to do that because there were not as many people in the orphanage back then as there are here now.

My brother and I had quite amount of fights with each other until Kasai closed us in the same room for two days. The room had shower and bathroom access, so we did not have any need to go anywhere. The food was brought to us, and that was the only time we were allowed to open the door. For someone to do something like that would be a total waste of time if the result would not satisfy them, and Sesshoumaru and I left everything behind us in that room. It happened only three years ago, which is not a long time, and I am certain that he never told anyone but your friend about that encounter."

I listened and when I realized that Inuyasha had finished, I remained quiet. I did not want to tell my life story: compared to his, mine looked so small and unimportant. But on the other hand, his parents did not betray him, he was saved by them and he never actually lost them. My parents left my life without looking back, and without caring much about me.

"So, what's your story, Yoko?" he asked in a soft whisper as I watched his hair dance in the wind, and he looked more beautiful then ever.

"I am not ready to tell yet," I whispered, feeling guilty that I could not yet share it with anyone. Not ever Kasai, or Shuroi, knew the exact reason of my presence in the orphanage.

The swing on the left became suddenly empty, and my own came to a sudden but slow stop. I felt Inuyasha's powerful arms wrap around my shoulders and his cheek touch mine.

"It's all right," he whispered in my ear. "I am here for as long as you want me to. It's okay to cry. So cry as much as you want…"

I nodded, and as thought on the command, tears sprang from my eyes. I leaned my head onto one of his powerful arms, and dried my soul. We left the park about half an hour later, and on the way back, I shared my life with Inuyasha. And when I finished, I felt as if a heavy boulder was taken down from my back. Inuyasha turned to face me, still holding my hand, and taking the other one in his grasp.

"How do you feel now?"

"I feel …right," I answered slowly and smiled up at him. He wiped the tears off my face, and gave me a gentle kiss before opening the door of the orphanage for me. And as I entered it, I knew that all of my doubts about Inuyasha were carried off by the wind at the park, and that I was finally home.