My Favourite Mistake.
Chapter 7
The rain didn't look like it was stopping anytime soon, and they ate the ramen while the raindrops pounded against the windows. Rin still didn't come home, though she did call and said she'll come back after the rain stopped.
Kagome sipped on her iced tea, watching the rain blur the outside world. Her eyes slid from the window to Inuyasha.
"Hey, Inuyasha..?" she asked.
"Yeah?" he was watching her carefully, golden eyes focused on only her.
"How come you never fight them?" she asked again.
"Fight them?" he wondered. "Why would I fight them?"
"Why wouldn't you?" she asked him. "They hurt you everyday. And its not like you have to take on the whole school, just beat down the top guys a few notches, and no one will touch you then."
"I can't fight them." She shook his head.
"Why not?" she asked him, pushing the plate away from her and glaring slightly at him.
"Because they are right, it's nice that you say otherwise, but Kagome, they say the truth. I'm just a hanyou, a stupid mistake that never should've happened and I know that! You think I haven't tried thinking otherwise? I have! I thought I could have friends, like everyone else! Or a girlfriend! And you know what happened? She turned the whole school against me!!" he could still remember Kikyou, her horrified eyes, her expression twisted into something ugly, and her words that he would never forget. Just a hanyou.
"Don't be stupid Inuyasha!" She pushed her chair back from the table and stood up. Just because some bitch decides to play high and mighty doesn't mean she's right!" She shouted.
"Yes it does!" He pushed his own chair back, getting up as well. "She was perfectly right! No one is going to accept me! My own brother hates me, I have no family, my "friends" were fakes, and my girlfriend didn't want to touch me with a stick." He was angry now, she could see it in his usually tired golden eyes. "So excuse me for saying so, but you have no idea what you're talking about!"
"Of course I know! You're so afraid of being rejected again, that you don't even want to try anymore, on case someone DOESN'T hate you and -!" Kagome gasped.
One second she was standing by the table, and the next she almost slammed into the wall behind her. His eyes were red. His claws prickling her shoulders where he was holding her against the wall. Before she could figure out what was happening, his lips were crushing hers in the kiss of a lifetime. All his hurt and fear was in it, he was trying to prove that no one would accept him. And he was wrong, of course.
Slowly, she pushed his hands down from her shoulders and circled her arms around his neck, pulling him impossibly closer. His hands automatically closed around her waist. She tilted her head just slightly and parted her lips, accepting him, and pulling him into herself.
A minutes or so later, she pulled away from his lips, and his head went to the crook of her neck, resting there while he caught his breath, breathing in her fragrance. She stood still, holding him, a slight smile on her lips while his arms held her, afraid to ever let go.
He was just like a puppy, she thought briefly.
Untangling his hands from her waist, she pulled him over to the couch. He sat when she pushed him down, and his hands hooked around her waist again when she straddled his lap. Her arms were around his neck, and she was still smiling slightly.
"You trust me, don't you, Inuyasha?" she asked him.
He nodded without hesitation. He did, she was the only one who didn't hurt him yet, and even if she did, he would forgive her. He was in love with her, that he would forgive her anything, bring her anything, do anything for her.
"Then believe me." She whispered, resting her head on his shoulder and letting him burrow his face in her hair. He kissed her neck lightly, and she kissed his in return. His arms tightened around her some more, and she closed her eyes, listening to the steady beat of his heart. "Hey.." she said sleepily. "You can move in here if you want. Rin wouldn't mind. We don't have another bedroom, but you can sleep on the couch or something." She yawned slightly, covering her mouth with her hand. She felt him nod his head against her neck. Smiling again, she let the sleepiness take her away.
She didn't love him, she knew. But he needed someone, and until that person showed up, she'd look after him.
She was sleeping. Her breath was steady and though her arms were still around him, they were loose and slack. She was comfortable enough to fall asleep in his arms. He kissed her neck again, savoring her scent. He knew he should move her, or she'd have a few unpleasant kinks from sleeping in a weird position but he didn't want to let her go.
Slowly, he laid down on the couch, pulling her down with him. He wasn't letting her go anytime soon.
Before long, he was asleep too, the rain lullaby still playing outside.
And maybe he'd move in here, if only to be closer to her.
He loved her, after all.
When she woke up, most of the rain had stopped, just the slight pitter-patter bouncing of the windows. It seems that they've changed positions while she was asleep, but she was still pressed against him, with his arms holding her close.
And she had to go to the bathroom.
Wiggling didn't help, sliding attempts failed as well. Sighing, she picked up a lock of his hair and tickled his neck. Bingo! One hand slowly went to the tickled spot just long enough for her to roll of the couch and fall to the floor with a soft thump. Climbing to her feet she went of to do her business.
When she came back out, he was already awake, sitting up on the couch.
"Hey, sleepyhead." She waved.
"Hey." He said, running his hand through his hair sleepily. "What time is it?"
"Seven." She said, glancing at the clock. "You want to go get your stuff?" she asked him, heading towards the kitchen to make tea.
"My stuff?" he asked sleepily.
She laughed mildly, shaking her head. "Yeah, didn't you say you want to move in here?"
"Oh. Right." He was almost convinced that everything that happened was a dream and he really just passed out on her couch after she knocked him out. Apparently, it wasn't. He smiled. It was for real. "I'll go now."
"I'll go with you." She offered, turning of the stove.
"You don't have to-!" he started.
"Come on." She said, slipping into a pair of black wedges. Grabbing a jacket from the closet by the door.
He followed her, if only because all his attention was focused on the fact that she was holding his hand.
It was dark outside, and cooler then expected, so they ran the few blocks to Inuyasha's house. The lights were off, thankfully.
"Shouldn't your brother be home now?" she asked him as he unlocked the door.
"He doesn't stay here very often." He shrugged, pulling her hand behind him and up the stairs to his room.
It was a small space, with not a lot of things. He pulled a bag from under the bed and started throwing things inside while Kagome snooped around.
Clothes, CD's, a few hats, a few pairs of shoes, some books, a photo album, school stuff, and a few wads of cash went in, with a few ID's. He glanced around the room, and dumped the laptop in as well, then the IPod. Looking around once more, he shook his head and zipped up the bag. He didn't need anything else from here.
Hesitantly, he reached for Kagome's hand again. She was studying a picture lying on a shelf, and she flinched slightly when his claws brushed her hand. He withdrew his hand from hers when he saw her reaction. She turned back to him, blinking slightly. Taking his hand in hers and squeezing it lightly she turned back to the picture. "Who's this?" she asked.
He looked at the picture she seemed to be so interested in. "Kikyou." He said quietly.
She didn't know who Kikyou was, but she saw his expression change to that sad puppy look again. She dropped his hand and he looked at her, but she only smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her body to his. "Well then, we don't need her."
His arms wrapped around her as well, and his face was in her hair again, breathing her in. She kissed his neck softly before pulling away, and grabbing his hand again. "Lets go then, Rin should be home by now, she might get worried."
Without a second look back she led him out of the house and back outside. It was much darker now, but neither of them stumbled in the dark as they walked quietly back home. Kagome was humming quietly under her breath, while Inuyasha watched her, a slightly sad expression on his face still.
The climbed the stairs of the building, and Kagome pulled a key out of her pocket, dropping his hand to open the door.
Rin still wasn't home, Kagome noted, but there seemed to be a new message on the answering machine, because the phone light kept blinking red. She let Inuyasha in and closed the door behind him. Walking over to the phone, she picked up the phone and pressed in the code. She listened for a few seconds, before deleting the message and calling someone.
Inuyasha watched her carefully. He set his bag down by the couch and followed her with his eyes as she paced around the room.
"Hello, yes, Naraku?" she glared at the phone as the other person responded. "No, you listen to me, I'm not-" she was cut off momentarily "Not I will not! I told you, I'm not doing anything this week. No, I did tell you, last time you called, we had this exact same conversation." She listened for a few seconds before answering. "Yes, I realize that, and I also don't really care. Deal with him however you want, I'm not his babysitter." She quieted again. "Well, that's kind of your problem isn't it? Tell him I'm not coming to play tonight. And anyways, I'm busy, so go find someone else." She slammed the phone down and glared at it a few more seconds before standing up straight and taking a deep breath. She looked over at him, still watching her. "Well, thank god that's over!" she laughed.
He nodded slightly.
"Well alright then, what shall we do now?" she asked him. He shrugged. "Okay then, TV it is." She said jumping on the couch. He sat down as well. She flipped through the channels until a familiar movie went on. He stared at the screen, not really seeing anything. She poked him. "Hey." He looked at her, golden eyes shinning slightly. "Do you have to look so sad all the time?" she asked him. His lips tilted slightly into a half smile. Slowly, his hand reached for hers. She blinked. "Oh." His hand dropped just before it reached her. She glanced back up to his face but he was watching his hand.
Slowly, she crawled along the couch until she reached him, and then promptly dropped herself into his lap, one hand holding the remote and the other playing with his hair. She looked up at his surprised face and giggled slightly. "Better?"
His hands curled around her, holding her close. Then he smiled, and lowered his head to kiss the top of hers.
Laying her head on his shoulder, she turned back to the TV, laughing along with the movie while he held her.
Once again, she fell asleep, but this time, he stayed up, just watching her sleep. One hand was curled in his shirt, the other pressed against her chest in a fist, the remote having dropped to the floor before. For hours, he watched her sleep, until the sun started to rise again, then he carried her back to her bedroom and deposited her on her bed.
She looked so innocent in her sleep, no one would believe the reputation she made for herself. He was about to go away when her eyes blinked sleepily, and she reached a hand towards him, grabbing the corner of his shirt. "Stay." She mumbled, pushing the blanket back sleepily and indicating he should climb in. He looked at her for a few seconds, trying to decide if maybe he should give her some space. She blinked again, mumbling another word. "Now." This time she tugged harder on the shirt.
"Why?" he asked her. Her face scrunched up into displeasure at being questioned this early in the morning.
"I sleep better with you." She tugged on his shirt one last time before her fingers slipped off the cloth. He smiled slightly, climbing into bed after her, and pulling the blanket over the both of them.
He didn't touch her, in fear of her changing her mind and being kicked out of the bed, but she didn't have that problem. As soon as he was there, she threw one leg over both of his laid her head on his chest and gabbed handfuls of his clothes to make sure he stayed there.
His arms curled around her instinctively, and in his head, he swore to protect this girl who was afraid of no one.
He closed his eyes, and the scent of her surrounded him. Bringing her closer, he fell asleep too. For once, dreaming of something other then nightmares.
I'm sooooooooooo sorry I didn't update for so long, but school almost killed me this year, and then there exams, and some other things came up so I didn't have time. I'm working on updating the stories now, so I'll probably post a few more chapters of other sories as soon as I finish them. Enjoy! And R&R!