Her Scent
Chapter 2
Summary: Whoever she is, that woman's scent alone drives me insane. I'm dying to see what she looks and feels like. I pounded my body harshly against the metal door, slowly breaking the frame. When I finally get to her, she's mine. Patients is a Virtue from Inuyasha's point of view.
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha... blah blah blah.
Note: Because this is from Inuyasha's perspective, things are going to be a lot different with the certain parts of the story. Inuyasha's mind is much more graphic than Kagome's.
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The phone rang and she I closed my eyes, trying to relax. This never really happened when I got angry. I really wanted the headache to go away. I opened my eyes again and looked over at the bitch, reaching for her phone. I grabbed her hand, not something I planned to do. The headache got ten times worse and I started seeing in red.
Then I blanked.
When I blanked, it was terrifying. So much anger. Why was I feeling this anger? All that happened was the phone ringing. I heard Kagome's voice, but the words she spoke were incoherent. What was she saying? She sounded worried.
That wasn't even the scary part of blanking out. Usually when people blank they see a light at the end of a tunnel, or complete darkness. I was seeing in red for some reason. It was like the sound—I could sense it, but it wasn't clear. Kagome was standing in front of me, but her face was blurry, like trying to get a good at her from under water.
Then I heard a strange rumbling, coming from my own chest. Was I speaking? No. I couldn't be. I was blacking out... reding out.
Kagome muttered something. I couldn't make out her words.
Then a couple things happened that I couldn't be sure of. Nothing made sense. My mind only got more and more confused, my eyes and ears more out of focus. Then it started coming back. I heard Kagome first.
"You wouldn't—" she tried to say. What happened to her voice?
"...But why do I not want to?" Did I say that? I backed up a bit and rubbed my temples. Did someone just hit me with a fucking sledge hammer? Did I get slapped? My head hurt so much.
"Shit." I cursed. I rubbed my eyes and looked at her. She was propped up on the couch, leaning away from me, her face red, tears running down her pretty face which was twisted up in fear. What happened? Was she hurt?!
"What the fuck happened to you? Why are you crying?"
She looked surprised. She moved slowly, cautious of something... Did I hurt her?
"You hit me." She spoke softly, her voice clear. "You punched me in the chest..."
No, I didn't. "The fuck I did. Are you doing crack?"
"No... You just fucking attacked me. You're telling me you don't recall doing it but I do crack? You're the one who just broke out of a crazy place." She was angry. I didn't know why. I didn't even know what she was talking about. I raised my eyebrows. Then it hit me... Memories of me getting... out of control when I'm too upset. My inner demon would take over. And when that happens...
"Oops." I averted her curious blackish brown eyes. I could feel them staring at me. I hurt her. That was never my intention. "I guess that's another reason I was locked up." I looked at her. "I get pretty dangerous when I'm pissed off."
"IF YOU KNOW THE REASONS YOU WERE LOCKED UP, WHY THE FUCK DID YOU LET YOURSELF IN PUBLIC?!" she shrieked. Jeez, even the dead would wake. How could something to tiny and gentle be so loud?
"You've got a temper. Maybe you need anger management."
"Yeah, and you need a needle in your ass." she said. "Now I see why Hojo wouldn't let me work with you. You're a fucking killer! You should have been given the death penalty, not put in a crazy hospital." Ow... "I'm not ratting you out, but whatever. If they do find you, I hope they chop your head off!"
"Bitch, watch who the fuck you're talking to! I can get just as loud and angry as you! Apparently, you don't care about me. You're so worried about feeding me but you barely care about the fact I'm a 20,000 dollar prize now. I should go back to the hospital and tear Hojo's fucking head off."
"No, you shouldn't. Hojo's just worried for the other patient's safety. You're the one killing everyone. And why the fuck would you say I apparently don't care about you? I don't! You're a fucking homicidal creep. I'm only keeping you safe so you won't kill me, but go ahead and do it! Apparently you don't care about me either. You keep talking about raping and killing me and you expect me to care about you?! Go to hell!"
"If I'm not gonna kill you then I obviously do care about you!" I gave in to the argument, sitting in front of the sofa. "I really do care about you. As much as I enjoy killing, there's something about you that makes me not want to kill. I don't understand why or what it is. You should have been raped or dead by now but I just can't find it in myself to do that to you. I must've lost control too many times today because I would never want to hurt you the way I did."
It was silent for a moment.
"Are you gonna tell me why you were locked up?"
Could I tell her? Would my emotions let me? Could I trust her with the story?
"Not yet. I just can't. I don't want anything to do with you right now, okay? Just don't say anything and I won't hurt you again."
She was silent again. Thoughtful. I continued to stare at nothing in particular. I know she hated me. What choice did she have? I'm holding her hostage in her own house. I couldn't possibly be surprised with her hating me, or fearing me. And after what I just did to her—though I'm not sure what I did—she was even more afraid. How could I hope to love this woman if she's so repelled by me. Then again, it's my own fault she doesn't like me. Maybe I should've been nicer to her.
I was surprised to feel one of her little hands covering my own; I pushed it away. What was she doing? Trying to comfort me?
In the next second I felt her wrap her arms around me. She buried her face in my hair. I instantly felt self-conscious. If my hair color didn't make me stick out among normal people, my ears certainly did. I had pointy dog-like ears on my head. I've kept them hidden for a very long time, maybe most of my twenty-four year old life.
And her face and rubbing again them. I moved her, trying to resist letting them pop up and stared at her. "What are you doing?"
She shrugged. "Sorry. You're probably in more pain right now than I am." she glanced at her foot. That must've been where I hurt her. I was in an awkward position in her white shoes. To keep from feeling too guilty, I changed the subject.
"Yeah. You can call your mother back if want. I don't care." I lay back and tried to relax. She did what she was told.
"Kagome, is that you?" A woman said.
"Yes, Mom. Chill out, okay? I'm fine." Her voice would've calmed me down in an instant. It was.
"Why didn't you pick up before?" still worried.
"I was in the bathroom. Dunkin Doughnuts, you know?"
Babbling.... "I was so worried. I just watched the news and Hojo said you were missing and the missing patient might've taken you. I almost had a heart attack, then I remembered that you usually run when there's danger. Your grandfather and I called to make sure you're okay, which apparently you are. Do you mind if we stop by?"
My eyes widened a bit. What would Kagome say?
"Mom, hold that thought. I gotta go to the bathroom again."
"What is it?" I asked to be certain.
"My mother wants to come up. I guess that also includes my brother and grandfather. She wants to make sure I'm okay. She must think I'm delusional. She's very over-protective of me, ya know. What should I tell her?"
Isn't it obvious? "No."
"What? Why not? She's my fucking mother and she's worried about me. She thought I was killed and the least I could do is let her come see me to make sure I'm okay."
"Oh, that's nice but, hello? What the fuck am I supposed to do? I ain't hiding in your basement."
She didn't hesitate. "I could run you a bath and you stay upstairs till they leave! I don't want you getting into anything either. I'll run the water while she's on her way up."
A hot bath honestly sounds nice. But my clothes... "What will I wear?"
"My robe. I'll wash and dry your pants." She was desperate. I don't think she'd tell her family about me. For some reason I could never be sure with this one.
"Whatever then. Fine. But you better start running the water." I'd take care of her family if she said anything about me.
"When I hang up. Mom, you still there?"
"Yes. May we come up?"
"Sure. I'll make some tea. Don't worry about bringing food. I was so scared I ate all my pork chops and potatoes. It calmed me down." Taking the credit for my appetite? She must be desperate to keep her mom off her ass.
"That doesn't sound like you. You must've been scared then. I'll sleep over if you want."
No!
"No, no. That's okay. I'm fine now." Thank goodness she finally gave a good answer. I went to the huge staircase waiting for Kagome. I secretly couldn't wait to see the upstairs of this beautiful house.
"Alrighty then. We're coming up now, okay?"
"See you." She hung up and I followed her up the stairs. The bathroom in the hall was really big. A huge tub and a two person shower.
"Why the hell do you have a two-person shower?" Or in other words, who's the lucky fuck bathing with her?
"It's a big house. Besides, I like having big things to myself." I guess that made me feel better. I quickly took off my clothes while the water filled. I gave her my clothes and heard her run downstairs. A few minutes later she came back up.
"My robe is on the doorknob. Are you okay in there?"
"I'm fine." I'm not gonna drown in water only a foot and a half deep.
"Please don't make any noise. I'll let you know when you can get out." she went back downstairs and the doorbell rang. Her family's scent quickly filled the house, but I was still more focused on Kagome's. I washed up, still listening to them, and careful not to wet my hair. Wetting my hair would reveal my ears, not the I don't wash my hair. Last time I washed my hair was two nights ago. It's takes too long to dry...
"See, I knew you were fine. Karori worries way too much." It was some guy. Her father? Grandfather?
"We were all worried, Grandpa." a boy said.
"Hojo didn't call you, did he?" that familiar worried voice asked. "That's a surprise. That doesn't sound like the Hojo I knew. He would normally call you before just reporting you missing. He should've called me too. He has my cell."
"I don't know—" Kagome started.
"That's because the Hojo we know is always up Kagome's ass." Gramps said. The boy laughed. I rolled my eyes.
"Kagome, maybe you should call him tonight. He'll stress a lot less." her mom should really but the fuck out.
"Yeah, but I don't want to. I was supposed to go out with him tonight. I don't think I want to anymore. I don't like him like that."
"Hon, you gotta call him. Cancel your plans and tell him you just want to be friends. He'll still be happy to hear that you're up and around."
"I suppose I should in that case. But not until you guys leave." She wasn't gonna call him. Ha.
"Kagome, can I play the piano?" the boy asked.
"Yes. I told you, you don't have to ask me anymore. Just go play it."
Piano?
"I'm still in shock with what happened. I'm so glad you ran away."
"I know." Kagome sounded... sad. "All of those poor guards..." My fault. another wave of guilt hit me.
"Kagome, do you know any of the people who were killed?" her grandfather asked.
"No. I was filling in for some one on the first floor. I don't really know anyone there better than Hojo or the patients."
"Did you know Inuyasha?" Yes she does, but that's none of your fucking business, lady.
"No. I'm not allowed to work with the dangerous patients anyway. Hojo doesn't let me go near them. I already get hit by the patients I work with. Hojo says I'll probably get killed. And apparently, I would have been." The truth, but it is a lie. Nice one.
"Now that sounds like Hojo."
"Were you allowed to look at his file?" the bitch whined.
"I can only view the files of the patients I work with. I need Hojo's permission to view patient files anyway. Remember, I'm only a nurse. I don't have that many privileges in the building."
I buzzed out of the conversation completely. I was bored with it. I stood, slowly opening the door to make no noise and grabbed her robe then closed it quietly. I pulled the drain out of the tub and seated myself on the lid of the toilet after I dried off. I decided to tug at my shit, seeing as I hadn't done it in a while. And I'd been looking for release today, maybe it'd calm me down. Kagome and her family were downstairs, occupied by the piano so I was safe.
Right when my release hit me, Kagome knocked on the door. Great timing, bitch.
"Inuyasha, they're gone. May I come in?" When did her family leave? I didn't hear them leave.
"Give me a sec." I needed to clean this up. I wiped myself clean with some toilet paper and tossed it in the trash. "Are my pants done? I feel so weird without having my shit cradled."
"Okay... I'll check your pants now." she went downstairs again. I wrapped the towel around my waist when she came up.
"I'm just gonna go around in a towel. This robe is too tan and girlie." I opened the door. "When are my clothes gonna be done?"
"I just put them in the dryer so about 45 minutes."
Oh great. Fucking girlie, pansy ass towel. "You love tan, don't you? Your furniture and walls are tan. Not to mention your fucking clothes."
"Well gold is my favorite color but I can't afford a huge gold house so I prefer tan." I learned something about her. Gold and tan. I ran downstairs to the phone. I should call that number from the news!
"Who are you calling?" she asked.
"That number from the news about information. What was it again? I believe it's 6012." I felt her eyes on my body. I knew she thought I looked good. How could she not? She stood next to me to listen. I didn't mind the closeness this time; she didn't even notice me move a little closer to her.
"Hello?"
"I have information about the missing Kagome Higurashi." I decided to cut to the chase.
"Yes, sir. What is your message?"
"Just a minute. I have a question. I understand that there will be a reward for anyone who turns in the Inuyasha Takahashi character. I was wondering what will happen to Inuyasha when he's turned in?" Would I be killed? Locked up again? Tortured?
"Sir, that information will remain confidential."
"But I thought I was supposed to call this number for information."
"I'm sorry sir, but the hospital wishes to protect its patients. I cannot give out that information."
"Yeah, but one of the patients just killed a bunch of people and is now out loose in Tokyo. So what's the point of protecting him?" I was getting impatient. I wanted answers, not excuses.
"I—"
"I guess you don't want want to know how Kagome Higurashi's doing, or if she's even safe. I'm the only one with knowledge of her whereabouts."
"If you know about—"
"Fuck what I know!" my voice got so loud it startled Kagome. "If anyone who finds Inuyasha gets a reward, why can't I just know what's gonna happen to him? What if I know about him too, huh? What I know will remain confidential until I know what you know. Now tell me what they'll do to me or I'll kill you and Kagome will never be seen again!"
The fucker hung up on me. I threw the phone. "Damnit!"
I looked at Kagome, who looked terrified for some reason. She must've been going into hysterics. Her face was pink and teary and she lost her balance. "You okay?" She looked high, then she regained her footing.
"Why would you say that to him? He could so easily trace that call!" she was yelling. I didn't like that. Don't loose it again. You don't want to hurt her.
"I blocked the call. Star sixty-seven, right?"
"Yes but how is it the you don't remember your house, but you remember TV and phones and all that stuff?"
"The people on my floor watch TV and use phones all the time. I overheard two nurses prank-calling. It was pretty funny." And I don't like to remember my house.
"Did you kill any girl nurses?" she asked. I don't think so. I shook my head.
"Nope. I told you, I don't hurt girls." I said. She didn't buy it.
"Well now, that man knows that the almighty psycho killer, Inuyasha Takahashi, is holding me hostage in my own fucking house! Maybe you should think before you talk."
"Well, I would've forgot the number." I don't give a shit. I could kill anyone. "By the way, I am holding you hostage in your home." I threw her on the couch and held her down.
"What the hell are you doing, ass?" she was getting loud again. I put a finger over her mouth.
"Shh. Don't talk. I'm holding you hostage, silly." I was trying to be sexy. She wasn't falling for it, to my disappointment.
"Pinning me to a couch isn't holding me hostage."
"No, but keeping you locked in your house, not allowing you to leave certainly is holding you hostage. Unless you're willing to stay with me." I tried to make my voice softer, like hers. I nuzzled her face with mine, loving how soft and warm she was. I felt her try to push me away. She was not comfortable with my intentions.
"What's the matter? Easy, girl. I'm holding you hostage but I'm not going to hurt you if you do as I say. You've had a long day. Why not have some fun?"
"Because your idea of fun will be shameful and painful for me. Now get off of me." she tried to shove me away. I was too strong for her. I could only imagine how scary it'd be to switch places with her, and have her make the decision to rape me. She pulled at my hair around my ears again. Uh-oh.
I tried to pin her down again and felt my ears twitch.
"What the hell?" she said. I moved away from her.
"Inuyasha, what's wrong?"
"I'm not normal." I confessed. She probably already figured that much out.
"What in the world is in your hair?" She was making me self-conscious.
"Nothing. Now go check my pants, bitch." I directed her to the thumping dryer. She took them out and examined them.
"They're dry but the hems are still a little damp. Is that okay?"
"Whatever." I said and took off the towel. I was only self-conscious of my ears. I wasn't ashamed of the rest of my body, especially not my manhood. She screamed and whirled around. But she saw it.
"What's with you?" I pulled up my boxers.
"Could you not flash your penis in front of me? I'm a virgin but I really don't need to see that."
"You know you wanted to see it." I pulled up my pants. "Alright, I'm covered." she took the towel from me and stared at me for a moment, her black eyes curious. I stared back, trying to read further into her eyes.
"What?" she smiled gorgeously. Now I was just dazzled. She cleared her throat and I stopped, abruptly embarrassed. She didn't seem to care, she went to the kitchen. I followed her quietly. She pulled a plastic bog out, something dark and sweet-smelling was in it.
"Can I have some?" I asked. She turned and handed me some kind of fruit. I haven't had much fruit in my life, I was more of a meat and vedgie person. I tilted me head back and lowered the bunch into my mouth like noodles. It was sweet, with the tiniest sour edge to it. I liked it.
She was staring at me like I did something wrong. "What?"
"You're... not exactly supposed to eat the whole vine, ya' know." I said slowly. I didn't know. I didn't care. I had a strong stomach anyway.
"I have strong teeth and a strong stomach." She examined me and the fruit.
"What now?"
"No more for you." she laughed, bubbly and adorable. "This is why I need to go back to work. You've got some appetite. I need to buy food for us, you know. But I'm gonna have to run away from you, since your the only one with knowledge of my whereabouts."
Little tease... "Shut up."
"My mother said I should call Hojo. Is that okay?" way to kill a fun moment, but she was definitely right about having to buy more food.
"Hell yeah. I'm freakin' hungry. You have a lot of food but you really should go back to work, I'm sorry to say. And you can reschedule your date." Or cancel it.
"I don't think I'm going out with him." Good. "By the way, I was kidding when I said no more grapes."
"Well let's go in the living room and watch TV. You can call Hojo later." We sat in the living room watching some fucking dance movie... eating grapes. Neither of us really said anything during the film. But I did look at her a lot throughout the movie. I couldn't really keep my head from turning. She was so beautiful it was distracting. She didn't seem as uncomfortable as before when I stared at her. Maybe it was because I wasn't giving her death glances. I was dazzled, watching her directly or through the corner of my eyes for the whole movie.
At one point we reached in the grape bag at the same time. Her soft hand felt so good inside mine, like it belonged there. She pulled the phone out from under her and looked at me, as if for permission to call Hojo. Whatever.
"Kagome, is that you? Are you okay?"
"Yes, Hojo. It's me. Listen, I'm coming back to work tomorrow, okay? I ran away when I heard the alarm go off."
"Thank goodness you're safe. But maybe you shouldn't come back to work for another two days. Police are still cleaning up the bodies. How am I supposed to replace twenty-one employees?"
That's not a lot... compared to how many I've killed in the past. I can't let myself go on killing sprees again, no matter how much I enjoy them.
"I don't know what to tell you."
"Inuyasha killed Hoshiyomi too, Kagome."
That reminded me. I wanted to know what would happen to me when (if) I was captured. I looked at Kagome. She read the question in my eyes.
"Hojo, would you mind telling me what would happen to Inuyasha if he's captured?"
"He's supposed to be sentenced to death. He deserves it. He's lucky he's not dead now. Kagome, he killed so many people in his past, it's probably a record. And now he's killed so many again. When you went missing I thought he got you too."
...For real?!
"Yeah, maybe you should've called me before you just paraded my absence on the news. I run away from danger, you should know that." She was upset.
"I know and I'm sorry but everyone was being interrogated. Even a few patients on the bottom floor were asked questions."
"Whatever. Then I guess I'll be back at work in two days?" It came out like a question.
"Sure. And I'll pay you double for taking Ayumi's place. I'll also pay you for the hours you weren't here and tomorrow."
"Thank you."
"Bye."
"See you, Hojo."
"So when I become someones bag of cash I'm gonna be killed?" This upset me. I couldn't cry... not in front of her.
"I'm gonna get in the shower, so why don't you go to bed? Come on." she led me up to a bedroom, not her bedroom. Her scent wasn't in it.
I sat on the bed and watched her, hoping she'd stay and keep me company. "I'm not tired."
She smiled. "I'll check on you when I get out of the shower, okay?"
I nodded and she left. I waited for her to turn on the water before I put my face in my hands and let some of the tears flow out so I wouldn't have too much to hold back. It's a lot to take in, when you know your own life has to be taken from you... and right when you fall in love with the only person who can protect you. I should just kill myself.
Kagome's scent filled the room... mixed with the scent of soap and shampoo. I wiped my tears and took deep breaths to calm myself, and take in her wonderful scent. I put my face back in my hands when I heard her coming, in case more tears would come. She came in and sat on the bed, not speaking. She touched my shoulder.
"Are you okay to talk?"
No, but I needed her company. "Talk."
"I'm sorry, Inuyasha. Maybe some secrets are better left unknown. I won't turn you in. I promise. I don't want you to die."
"You're a first."
"You don't have to be afraid."
"I'm not afraid. I'm angry. If someone finds me, they'll practically be rich. And what do I get? A death sentence. I'm not going to hurt you. So if you wanna turn me in for money, go ahead and do it. There's no reason for me to be alive if so many people want me dead. I ruined so many lives. You and Hojo are right. I shouldn't have been locked up—I should have been killed a long time ago. And now I'm ruining your life."
"Inuyasha, don't. You're not ruining my life. You hurt me a couple times today but you said so yourself—you didn't mean to hurt me."
"I did hurt you." And I'm so sorry... "How's your foot?"
"It's a little sore but I can barely feel it now. Please don't be upset. I don't know what to say to you. I'm not going to ruin your life for fortune. I already have a lot of money and I don't think you should die, no matter how many people you killed."
"Liar."
"I'm not lying. I pity you, you know that? I've never felt so bad for someone before in my life. I just don't want you to die..."
"I don't wanna die either. I'm addicted to killing. If there's someone I don't like, I kill them. I wanna kill Hojo right now. Really badly. If it weren't for him, I'd be resting in peace right now." Oops. Too much info...
"What do you mean?" I knew she'd ask. Might as well tell her while I have someone to tell.
"Six years ago when I was supposed to be sentenced to death, Hojo was the one who told the judge that I just needed to be put away and that death wasn't necessary for such a troubled soul. Now he's saying the I deserve to die. Asshole..."
"Hojo has a knack for getting on people's nerves."
"You got that right."
"I won't let you die. You know that, right?"
I finally looked at her. In her eyes I saw pity, fear, determination and understanding sadness.
She hugged me again, tighter than she did before. I liked it but... it was still something I'd need to get used to. She cried against me. I pushed her away.
"Please, leave me to go to sleep. I need to release my stress."
She complied. "Goodnight, Inuyasha. Wake me if you need anything, okay?" she asked, I nodded. She left the room quietly. I instantly regret pushing her away. I needed that... I needed the affection she was willing to show me. I stood and walked after her, taking long strides. Without caring, I gripped her and spun her to face me. She looked surprised and slightly frightened.
I needed to show her that I meant her no harm. I wrapped my arms around her, crushing her to me. I wanted to keep her here, in my arms. She smelled so good and she was so warm and soft and tiny... compared to my height. Her head came up to my neck. She was adorable and comfortable o be around. She was a bit shocked but she wrapped her arms around my neck, crushing me to her.
It was the happiest moment of my life.
I lightly kissed the top of her head and we said our good nights. She went in her room, and I parted to mine.
I would sleep better now.
These are going to be my last updates before the holidays, unfortunately. I hope you enjoy them all! Merry Christmas, everyone. :)
-Lexy4KagInu