Her Scent
Chapter 5
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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She stared at me for a very long time. I almost heard her brain register the fact that I was the object of our conversation. "Inuyasha, is that you?"
I smirked. If this woman thought of me as her brother, if she cried over me, then she'd be merciful. I'd trust her. She just felt like the type to keep her trap shut out of fear.
I nodded my head slowly.
Nobody said anything for quite a while, and it was really annoying. My eyes eventually drifted to the floor. Kagome seemed to be waiting for Aiki to speak, Aiki seemed to be in too much shock to speak. So I spoke.
"So what? Are you gonna be a bitch and rat me out now that you know me? Or are you gonna keep your mouth shut and continue planning to help me escape?"
"Sorry." She looked embarrassed and ashamed. "I just can't believe you'd come back here, to the place that drives you crazy. If I were you, I'd never come back."
"You think I'm not trying to escape? You think I want to be here? I'm only here with Kagome because I'll go nuts if I stay at her house alone. Plus... I was kind of thinking of snagging my files..." I said quietly to Kagome.
She looked incrdulous. "You expect me to get them? Are you crazy? Hojo barely wants me here!"
But she said she cared about me... I stared at her, making my eyes wide and innocent like hers. My spell worked. She gave in. "Fine, I'll try to get them from Hojo. Though I'll have little luck."
"No, all you have to do is mess with him a little, if you know what I mean."
"I don't have any experience in being seductive." She didn't have to have any. With her looks, she could have attention fromany man just by being around them. "Fine, I'll do it."
"Hey, what about me?" The skinny girl complained. I completely forgot about her for a moment.
"We'll visit you some other time." I honestly didn't care about her playing a part in this. She was gonna be free, she was getting what she wanted. I just walked away, finally letting go of Kagome's hand.
"Hojo's at the front, I'll go to his office and get my file."
"But you need a key." she complained.
"I have my ways of getting into things. I'll meet you at the car. I'll only be about five minutes."
"But I'm still working for another hour. How am I supposed to meet you in five minutes?"
"That's part of your seduction, hon." I laughed a bit. She was so out of it, I couldn't imagine her being seductive.
"What?"
"Nothing. I honestly want to see the look on both of your faces when you 'talk to' him. Try not to bat you eyelashes too much. I personally think that's retarded."
"Any more pointers?" she sounded aggravated.
I appraised her a bit, trying to see what she could do to get Hojo's attention. Her sweat pants clung to her legs nicely. Her hair flowed nicely down her back, some of it draped in front of her shoulders. Her button up top seemed to be strained where her breast were. "Umm... Undo your top button."
She looked uneasy. "Excuse me?"
"For Hojo." I recovered quickly. I walked into the elevator and waited for her to do as she was told. I looked around to keep from drooling over her new look. Her arm covered the goods, so there was nothing to see, to my disappointment.
The elevator opened on the floor of Hojo's office. If we were on third, why did we go to the first instead of the second? "Good luck and remember what I told you. Do whatever you can to keep him from going to his office without getting fired." With that I walked out.
I went down the hall, striding slowly. A nurse was walking toward me, staring at me like I didn't belong there. I just smiled at her lightly and walked into the bathroom, waiting until the hall was clear.
When I was, I walked down to Hojo's office and stuck my claw in the keyhole. When I was in, I quickly shut the door behind me and my eyes widened. There were so many filing cabinets in here! Where should I start? Just then I heard Kagome and Hojo talking upstairs.
"Hi, Hojo." Kagome said.
"Hello, Kagome. What can I do for you?"
She cleared her throat. "I just wanted to talk to you privately,"
"Maybe we should go to my office then." Hojo said.
No! I wasn't done yet! I started flipping through random drawers more quickly. Kagome you can do it... It's not that hard!
"No, It's okay. No ones around." she said. I felt my shoulders slump in relief. "I wanted to talk to you about Friday."
I almost felt my heart give out.
"Yes?"
"Well, I kind of feel bad about canceling on you, so I decided that I owe you. I don't plan to go anywhere, though. Maybe we could just bond more at work."
"Kagome, you're being unfair." he sounded upset.
"How so?"
"You know how I feel about you. Honestly, who doesn't? My point being is that you're willing to spend time with me without giving me some."
"WHAT?" I screamed out loud and covered my hand over my mouth. No one seemed to hear me, thank God. Who the fuck does Hojo think he is going after her like that? Sure, I've done it before, but now that I know about her harsh past, I'd never do that to her. My hands balled into fists, I was trying to keep myself from flexing my claws and going berserk.
"Giving you some what?"
"I don't know. A kiss on the cheek, a hug. I'm not sure if you feel the same about me as I feel for you but the Juno dude is definitely getting in the way of our friendship."
"How the hell did Juno end up in the middle of this? You two coming off on each other the wrong way doesn't concern me. And mine and Juno's friendship doesn't concern you! Not if you're gonna be an asshole. I know he said some harsh things but we're working through his past right now. You're only making it harder for him."
I was so relieved hearing her saying that. Her her statement was mostly true, she was coming to my defense.
"Why did you ever introduce me to a man sleeping in your home that has known you for a while? Weren't you at all concerned about my feelings?" Hojo was getting mad no. I swear, if er lays a hand on her...
"Juno means more to me than you do." Kagome spat out harshly. Hojo gasped. I smiled.
"Kagome, go home, please. I can't deal with this anymore, I just can't. You can take another day off."
"Fine," Kagome started to talk away.
That's my girl... I thought to myself happily.
Then I realized the drawers had alphabetical labels on them and looked for T. I heard a light know on that door. When I found it, I lifted my shirt and tucked it into my boxers. I patted my shirt back down, making shirt my stomach didn't look unusually paper flat and left out.
"Inuyasha, it's me." she said. I opened the door and she nearly fell. I caught her quickly. She must have been leaning on the door. She readjusted herself and looked at me. "Did you find your folder?"
I patted my stomach and she didn't seem to understand so I lifted my shirt to show her.
"I always get what I want." she looked around the room, of course looking for a mess. "I heard Hojo gave you another day off so I decided not to destroy anything."
"What exactly are you planning to do with your information?" she asked as we left the office.
"I already know everything that's on here so let's just burn it and it'll be like I was never locked up."
"Why would you want to destroy it? I have a safe at my house that we could keep it in."
"I suppose that'll do."
I was only worried about someone finding it.
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I'd already grown so much to Kagome, it was easy to refer to her house as our house. And it was, since I was living here now. When we got home, she locked up my file in her dusty basement and taught me the combination lock. Thirty, zero, eight. I practiced opening it a couple times.
I couldn't help but notice her exercise equipment: bench press, ab coaster, treadmill, exercise ball and hip abductor. I'd like to see her use the hip abductor.
"Do you use these?" I asked. I could tell by the look in here eye that she didn't. She looked at them like someone would look at and old buddy from high school.
"I haven't used these in years."
I went to touch one of the machines. There was so much dust on my finger, I was shocked. The little neat freak hadn't been cleaning her exercise equipment. Gasp!
"These would come come in handy for me. You mind if I use these? It must've been a while." I laughed, wiping my dirty finger on my stomach.
"You could use them if you want. I think I'm under weight anyway. I only weigh 125 pounds." She laughed. 125 isn't under weight, is it?
"That's fine. You have a scale? I don't know how much I weigh."
"There should be one over there." she pointed behind the bench press. "If not, it's in my bathroom."
The little scale was where she said it was. I took off my shoes and examined the numbers that came up: 134.9. Now I'm underweight.
"I lost some weight, but not much since the last time I looked. I used to be 145. Now I'm 135."
"You can stay down here to work out. I'm gonna go do something else for free time since I'm off for today..."
"Ugh. All this shit needs to be dusted and wiped down." I said to myself as she walked away. While she was gone doing what ever, I lay down on the dusty bench press and did a couple reps. The weights were pathetically light, so I adjusted them with more weights I found in a nearby box.
Kagome didn't seem like the type to work out, unless she was doing yoga or Pilate's or something. I knew she was definitely doing something to keep that cute figure she had.
I abruptly stopped when I heard soft piano music. I sat up, listening, the way I used to listen to Kagome in the hospital, except now I was able to stand up and go to her. I slowly walked up the stairs, following the music. I knew Kagome had a piano, but I don't think I'd actually been in her music room until now. I spotted her playing the piano. But she didn't see me. In the center of the large room, there was a pool table. Also, there was a shelf on the wall across from the door with tons of CD's and old records. I remembered her telling me she was trying to start a music career. She seemed devoted enough. There were a couple other instruments. A drum set and two guitars.
I remember the dream I had the night before I escaped. The sweet melody that played to my mother's face. I played the song many times before. Totosai was a music teacher and talented black smith. He taught me almost every song he knew on the piano. There was one he taught me that always made me think of my mother: Love me. Totosai said he wrote it for his wife and played it at her funeral. I realized I was smiling. That was one of my few happy memories.
I silently sat next to her, watching her slender fingers move gracefully across the keys. Her eyes were closed, so she still didn't know I was there. When her song was over, she opened her eyes and jumped. It made me laugh.
"That's some talent you got there. I used to know how to play. Totosai taught me. I used to play for him and Kikyo's parents. It's one of the few happy memories I have."
"That sounds nice. Do you think you can play anything right now?" she sounded a little out of breath, but she was smiling in encouragement.
"Probably, If I remember which key to start from..." my strategy with learning to play with both hands was to learn one hand at a time, then play them together slowly, then practice with more speed. The song started out nicely. I played all the right notes in the right order perfectly, trying to impress her.
I drifted into the song at one point, my eyes sliding closed. I thought of my other and the dream I had then looked at Kagome. "I dreamt up this song when I was locked up," I hadn't heard it in so long, if I never dreampt of it, I probably would've forgotten all about it. "I saw my mom and heard your voice when I dreamed, since I didn't know what you looked like. It's called Love me."
She blushed cutely and stared down at my hands. She must have known this song was devoted to her, for her to love me and hold on to me for ever. I know I have problems, and I can understand her being drawn away by that, but I made a promise to myself to protect her for as long as I live. I would devote myself to taking care of her for the rest of my life.
That was the message I wanted to get through to her through the song.
When I finished, she had tears in her eyes. She leaned against me and whispered softly. "Thank you."
You're Welcome...
When time passes, memories are made.
And Kagome made a lot of memories for these last couple months.
She taught me almost everything she knew from cooking to all the boring shit she does when she's alone, like typing lessons and braiding my own hair... But I never really objected to the stupid shit she had me doing because I was still doing something with her, which made me happy, of course.
Along with the pansy stuff, we had fun and did things I liked, too. She watched football with me sometimes, and she worked out with me almost every day. I thankfully gained more weight and became a bit bulkier in the muscles. I was very pleased with my results. Kagome was a bit shocked... very shocked to see me bench pressing over 200 pounds and I told her I didn't need a spotter. It was hard, but I needed to build up my strength. Kagome wouldn't be much of a spotter anyway. What could she do if something that weighed more than her fell on me?
Kagome's results were... out of this world... She'd always looked stunning, but she looked incredible after a couple weeks of working out. Her joints looked more stable, her stomach and legs more toned. And being her spotter on the bench press gave me a great chance to check her out, especially when she was covered in sweat, and wearing her tight exercise shorts and tank top. I loved when she was tired out, bending over with her hands on her knees, panting. I'd take her to rest on the couch, then, and she often fell asleep on my lap.
I was definitely certain of my feelings for Kagome.
I found myself becoming more physically attracted to her every day. And emotionally. I always felt warmer being in the same room as her, and coming in contact with her made me feel like I was on fire. Her smile caused my stomach to feel like it was on fire, her laughter made me weak. Her anger and sadness made me want to kill. Her scent still drove me insane, along with her taste. I'd look for the smallest reasons to kiss her on my cheek or forehead like her telling a joke and laughing (even if it wasn't funny) or her saying something I agreed with, like ballet being gay.
She didn't seem bothered by me kissing her, but she never really kissed me.
She loved playing with my hair, braiding it, combing it. At one point, she tried to put pigtails in my hair. She was laughing so hard, I retreated to my room in embarrassment, but I was more than happy to hear her laugh.
I continued to go work with her. Hojo and Kagome continued to not speak. Kagome would just punch in and walk by him. Whenever she did speak to him, I'd distract her from the conversation by saying almost anything.
We became closer, through song, I guessed. I recorded a lot of the songs and she listened to them at night to go to sleep, as I did. Sometimes when I couldn't sleep, I'd go in her room and leave before she'd wake. I don't think she knew. And I never go to sleep before she does. I always get up at night to check on her.
She continued to take really good care of me, and I was sure she enjoyed doing it because she never let me do anything for her. Whenever I offered to cook dinner or drive if she had a headache, she'd object without hesitation. The only thing she let me do was clean...
During her little typing lessons, (I knew how to use a computer, but she wanted to teach me how to type without looking at my hands) I totally fucked up her keyboard, so she decided to get some nail clippers and cut my nails off. I'm not gonna lie—I was scared out of my mind. I'd seen what happened to animals sometimes when they got their nails cut. But she was gentle. To her disappointment and my amusement, my nails grew back in less than two days. So she kept cutting them until I eventually told her I didn't have to type without looking, and she was relieved.
To sum things up, we were getting much closer and I was falling more deeply in love every day, with all the different activities we did together and all the sides we saw of each other. She was sweet, and I was just awesome, so we're perfect for each other, right? I'm waiting for the perfect moment to tell her how I feel.
The only fear I have is this:
What if she doesn't love me back?
Sorry this chapter is a bit shorter than usual, but I'll have another one up very soon so please don't be mad. The end of this chapter was supposed to be the beginning of the next one, but I was feeling nice. I hope you enjoyed it. :)
-Lexy4KagInu