Muse
By: RisuBento
Disclaimer: I own nothing except the title and the plot of this story
Chapter Six:
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I. Am. An. Idiot.
I am.
What kind of moron realizes that he's fallen in love with someone----3 years after KISSING THEM?
I should just flush myself down the toilet and rid myself of this embarrassing life.
Kagome. She'd be 17 now…almost 18. I wonder what she looks like. I'll tell you this much. I've decided to settle in New York City. I WILL NOT set foot in Rochester, Minnesota ever again. Too many embarrassing memories.
Closing my eyes I leaned back into the leather couch I'd just purchased only a few days ago. I've bought myself a nice new flat overlooking the city streets below. Nice place. Not too shabby. In fact, it's in a building that a lot of doctors and their families live in. FINE! It's a high scale complex for employees that work at the local hospital. One of the finest complex's in the city.
Dammit! Kagome was STILL in my head! What was I going to do? What 'could' I do? I should just go out on the balcony and jump…end this stupid life of mine. Or I could just answer the door bell which has been ringing for the last few minutes because I was too lost in my misery to even notice.
Standing and making my way through the semi-dark living room, I made it to the entryway and looked through the peephole. The idiotic bellboy named Shippou was standing there looking as if he was about to leave. I opened the door and found a brown package in my face.
"A package for Mr. Kagiyama." He said, sporting that fake beaming smile of his. I quirked an eyebrow and took the package from him. I ignored his outstretched hand, just waiting for a disgustingly large tip, and shut the door in his face. I smirked when I heard the muffled snort and a low "bastard".
Shaking my head, I headed into the kitchen and flipped a light on. I read the package.
"To: Mr. Sesshoumaru Kagiyama
Suite #129 34th St. Queens
New York City, New York
From: Ms. Kagome Higurashi
2311 5th St. SE
Rochester, Minnesota
55902"
I felt my stomach drop to my feet and stay down there. Why…? What…? What the crap? Why would she be sending ME something? ME! The idiot who's been in love with her since the beginning of time---okay maybe not THAT long but you get the gist---- ME! The idiot who couldn't control his hormones 3 years ago and decided that he wanted to swap spit with her! Argh!
I closed my eyes and sighed, before looking back down at the large box in front of me. What 'could' she possibly be sending me anyways? I didn't give anything to her when I was still living in Rochester…did I? No.
The box was about the size of a large book. It was probably a "Doctor's Dictionary". I have about 5 of those now…all presents from family. I almost didn't want to open it. I was almost afraid to find what was hidden inside.
Oh fuck! What the hell am I doing? I'm 24 years old! I'm old enough to NOT act like the damn box is going to bite my hand off! Fuck!
I took out my pocket knife and slit open the sides of the brown paper and then the box itself. When I lifted the lid, I nearly fell over. Well…I DID sit down. In the box was an entire set of brand new----extremely expensive paintbrushes…some painting books, a sketchpad, some brand new graphite pencils and some clean canvases. Beneath the canvases was an unopened package of oil paints. I sighed.
I found a note beneath all of it. It read:
Dear Sesshoumaru,
Hey! Man, it's been a long time! How are things doing in New York? Done any extreme operations, DOCTOR! I was so excited when I found out, from you father and step-mother that you've already received your doctorate! I really am happy for you, Sesshou. I hope that I can see you sometime in the future. Are you going to come back and visit us 'hicks' back here in good ol' Minnesota? I hope you can come to my graduation ceremony. It's on the 2nd of June. Oh! And about all of the painting and art supplies…I hope you've found your muse again. I really wish you'd continue with your art skills. You have great potential to become someone amazing.
Well…I wish I could write more…but I don't have anything else to say. I hope you're doing well and I want to see you soon!
Love from, Kagome
P.S. Oh yeah! During spring break this year, I'm going on a trip all over the country with my history class. I'll be seeing you!
I put the letter down and looked back the box's contents. 'Love from…' I couldn't get that line out of my head. Wait…what the hell did she mean that 'she'd be seeing me'?
My pager suddenly went off and I stood up, removing it from my belt clip.
"Emergency surgery: hospital asap."
Dammit. I placed everything back into the box and hurriedly grabbed my coat and slipped my shoes on before practically running down the hallway towards the elevator.
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"Do you have the blood transfusion ready?" I yelled through my surgical mask, at a nurse assistant across from me. There were about 10 of us in the emergency operating room…attempting to save the life of a car accident victim. She was about 20 years of age and had been driving down the street when a semi came out of nowhere---possibly through a red light--- and smashed right into her. She was bleeding profusely from her severed jugular and I was trying my hardest to reattach it again.
"Here!" Yelled the nurse across from me. She quickly began the transfusion and I was almost sure that the artery I'd sewn shut would hold. It didn't. In fact, with the new blood rushing through her veins the amount caused the artery to burst, spraying us with blood. Shouts and orders were given out and the room became a blur. As I was dealing with the jugular in the neck again, I heard the heart monitor slow into a flat line. I yelled for someone to get the defibrillator so we could possibly get her heart pumping again. I was so intent on fixing the artery that I wasn't aware of the blue eyes watching me. When the voices around me were becoming muffled and everyone was in slow motion, I looked down at the girl and found her looking up at me.
Kagome…"I'll be seeing you soon!" Her words ripped through me again and I nearly vomited. No…it wasn't Kagome. It was a look-a-like. But…she looked too much like Kagome for comfort. I watched as the girl's eyes faded slowly from their sky-blue into a foggy gray. She was dead.
I wasn't aware of anything else around me until someone was yelling in my ear.
"Dr. Kagiyama! Are you all right!" My nursing assistant asked, her hands clutching my arm tightly in concern.
"Huh? Oh yes…" I said, unable to look away from the woman on the table. I stepped back and fumbled with my surgical gloves. They were covered in blood…then I looked at the floor and found that I was practically skating in the girl's blood. I turned and was heading towards the door when my nurse yelled at me for the time of death. I was out of breath and I looked at my watch…not really seeing it.
"4:37 p.m." I said, before leaving. I didn't want that to happen again. I failed to keep the woman alive…the woman who looked so much like my Kagome.
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I didn't bother hanging my jacket up when I got home, and I carelessly kicked my shoes off, letting them fall into an accident proned pile. That woman's face would forever be etched into my mind. The way her eyes---too much like Kagome's---faded from their brilliant blue…to nothing but fog. I just wanted to go to bed and sleep forever. At the moment, I never wanted to return to a job at saving the lives of people. I'd just failed at keeping someone alive.
I was tired as hell even though it was after 6 in the evening. Running a hand through my hair, I entered the kitchen and went to the fridge; extracting a beer from it. I was just taking a swig from it when I heard footsteps behind me. I quickly whirled around and felt my insides freeze up. The girl…from the operating table…
No…
"Sesshoumaru? Are you all right?" The girl asked, moving forward. I immediately backed up and my back hit the wall behind me. She was moving closer and closer. I was vaguely aware of the fact that I'd dropped my beer bottle and that it crashed to the floor.
"Sesshoumaru?" She asked again, this time looking extremely concerned. That's when I realized…
"Kagome?" I whispered. I saw her smile and nod.
"I know I should've called…but…I wanted to surprise you. Are you sure you're all right? You're all pale and----oh!" She gasped when I suddenly lunged forwards and yanked her tightly into my arms. I didn't want to let her go. I was so frightened that it HAD been her on the operating table. Now…here she was…in my arms.
I wasn't going to let her go.
Not ever.
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A/N
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How's that for creepiness? Sorry for the late updates. Been busier than hell with college applications and other time-consuming crap like that. Plus…my MUSE decided that it wanted to take a little trip…TO THE OTHER SIDE OF THE UNIVERSE!
Muse-sama: That's not very nice you know…I TOLD you I was going to be gone for a little while. I needed some R and R.
Risu-chan: sigh I guess I forgot. Next time PLEASE take me with you?
Muse-sama: Erm…I don't think you'd fit in my car…
Risu-chan: eyebrow twitches Well…get a fuckin' bigger car dammit!
Ahem…anyways! Thanks to everyone who's reviewed! Reviews are greatly appreciated!
Ta, lovelies!
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