My Favourite Mistake
Chapter 10.
When she woke up, it was already noon, but Inuyasha was still with her. More importantly, under her. Her legs were between his, and she seemed to be lying on top of him, her hands clutching the material of his shirt, her head on his chest. His arms were around her, too, but he was awake, probably had been for a while. She looked up at him with sleepy eyes and smiled. "Hey." She mumbled.
"Hey." He answered back, smiling slightly.
"You know, if you wanted to get up, you could've just shoved me off to the side. I probably wouldn't have noticed." She told him, releasing his shirt and pulling a hand through her hair.
He shook his head, arms tightening slightly around her. She laughed. "Alright then."
She pulled out of his grasp anyway, going to the bathroom. She brushed her teeth and washed her face, attempted to brush her hair, gave up eventually when it refused to co-operate.
He was making tea when she came out of the bathroom. She looked around, but no one else was there. "Where's Rin?" she asked him, sitting down and picking up her cup.
"Dancing." He told her, watching her carefully sip the hot liquid.
"Hmm…" she sighed, blowing slightly at the rising steam. "Good for her." She said quietly.
"Is she good?" he asked her suddenly. Her eyes slid to him and she smiled.
"Very." She took a sip of the tea, glanced out towards the bright blue sky. "She'll be great, someday."
He nodded, looking down into his own cup of tea.
The phone rang, and she put down her cup and went over to answer it. He listened to her talk.
"Hello?" she answered, then waited. "Of course it's you. Who else would bug me so much?" she laughed. "Of course, of course." She agreed. Then "No, I told you, no more for now." Her eyebrows slid together angrily. "Well, it wasn't pleasant if that's what you're asking." She glowered silently before saying "Call me in a week." And slamming the phone down.
She didn't come back to the table, and her tea sat there unfinished, no steam rising off it anymore. Inuyasha watched her storm angrily to the balcony, grasping the railing with her hands, glaring out into the world. Quietly he took her unfinished tea cup and his own into the kitchen and deposited them into the sink.
He realized now wasn't the best time to bug her, but he decided to anyway. Slowly, he came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. She flinched slightly, snapping out of her daze.
She spun around in his arms, looking directly into his eyes. "You know something?" she asked him. He shook his head. "Your eyes are the exact same colour as the sun." she told him, looking back into the orb shining brightly in the sky.
He looked, too, wondering if there was another person on the planet who ever noticed that.
It's been a week, and nothing out of the ordinary had happened. Kagome and Rin had once again gone off to do a job and he'd been told to stay home. He flipped through the channels when Kagome stormed through the front door, grabbed the phone from its cradle and stormed into her room. He was about to follow, but her door slammed loud in her wake, and the lock clicked into place. Clearly, she didn't want any company.
Not a minute later she was screaming at someone, probably the phone. His ears flickered towards her room from the couch, and being hanyou, he could hear her perfectly. She was livid.
"Naraku! You asshole!!" she yelled.
Rin chose that moment to walk through the front door. She smiled tightly, locking the front door, and slipping the door chain in as well, which he'd never seen used before. Half the time they didn't lock the door at all. Without another word, she walked to her own room and closed the door.
Kagome's rampage continued. "He was a demon, that's what!" she screeched. "Yes, there's a difference!! He was twenty times stronger then me!! The bastard almost broke my hand off!!" Inuyasha's eyes widened. "Of course not, I emptied the whole clip of bullets into his head before he even thought about dying!"
He always suspected something like this, but hearing it out loud was different.
Still, he couldn't find even the tiniest part of him that could hate her for it.
He heard her click off the phone, though he missed the last part of the conversation since she wasn't screaming anymore. Her door clicked open and she walked out, put the phone down in its cradle, and walked over to him.
There were tears in her eyes.
He was on his feet in an instant, reaching towards her, but she stepped back, waving a hand in front of her. "Inuyasha" she questioned, like she wasn't sure it was really him. A single tear fell down, and she brushed it away angrily. "You… you would never hurt me, right?" she asked, tilting her head to the side slightly.
He shook his head without hesitation, slightly hurt that she had to ask.
She looked down on the floor for a few moments, before looking back at him again. The tears were mostly gone, but the scared feeling in them remained. She walked over to him and pulled him down on the couch. When he sat, she straddled his legs again, and circled her arms around his neck. The she whispered quietly into his hair. "Just hold me, okay?"
He nodded, his arms around her, holding tightly.
She didn't fall asleep that night, and neither did he, instead, they sat together on the couch, watching the sun set and rise, never once letting go.
She fell asleep in the morning, some time after the sun rise, and he carried her limp body back to her bedroom. He put her in bed, and when her hand slipped from his shirt, he noticed an ugly purple bruise forming around her wrist. She winced when it hit the pillow.
Remembering her conversation on the phone from before, he decided if the bastard wasn't dead already, he'd have killed him himself.
She shifted on the bed, turning away from him under the blanket, taking her injured hand and pressing it to her chest. He climbed in after her, wrapping his arms around her from behind, pulling her against him. She didn't protest, and he drifted off to sleep, knowing she was with him.
When he woke up a few hours later, she was still asleep.
And as much as he didn't want to leave her in the bed alone, he needed a shower. Climbing out of bed carefully, as not to disturb her, he snuck out into the bathroom.
The water felt nice against his skin, and he stood with his face up towards it, eyes closed, as it washed away everything. Eventually, he turned off the tap, and climbed out, towel drying his hair and wrapping a towel around his waist.
He glanced around the bathroom, but only his dirty clothes were lying in a pile on the bathroom floor. He shrugged and headed towards Kagome's room, where he kept his bag of clothes. She was sleeping anyway.
She woke up a few minutes after the something big and warm that's been wrapped around her the whole night left. It really wasn't all that great sleeping when that big warm thing wasn't there.
She yawned sleepily and rolled over on her other side. The space behind her was warm as well. She guessed the big warm thing was Inuyasha.
Laughing lightly, she sat up, pushing the blanket down and off her legs. She sat cross-legged at the edge of the bed, waiting for the shower to turn off and the big warm thing to make an appearance. She was feeling particularly lazy this morning, and she couldn't go to the bathroom till he got out anyway.
Ten minutes later, her door clicked open, and the big warm thing stood there with wide eyes.
Wearing nothing but a towel around its waist.
Kagome blinked. Then blinked some more while Inuyasha stood frozen in the doorway.
"Well, come in." she told him, laughing once she found her voice.
He did, closing the door quietly behind him. She never noticed it before, but when he turned back around, she had no choice but too. He was very finely built. Strong shoulders, well developed chest, flat stomach with a hint of abs showing through. His hair was wet and unbrushed, tumbling around his face, while his ears twitched nervously on top of his head. If not for the towel, he could very well have been an underwear model.
"Well, well, well.." she started, sliding off the bed and circling around him. "Would you look at that." She stopped in front of him again, and poked a single finger at his stomach. The muscle underneath skin was metal hard. She looked up into his face and smiled. "You look strong to me." She told him. "I still don't understand why you don't just beat up all those assholes at school." She glanced around the room, before pointing at the wall. "If you hit hard enough," she asked him "could you punch through that wall?"
He looked at the wall, and a second later, nodded.
She smiled again. "Good." She said, wrapping her arms around his waist and kissing him lightly on the chest. "I knew it." She said pulling away.
"I'm gonna go take a shower." She told him as she walked out the room.
He looked after her before digging though his clothes to find something to wear.
She didn't seem repulsed by his body, he mused as he poured tea into cups. That was nice. He could still slightly feel the heat of her body where she wrapped her arms around his bare skin.
He smiled slightly.
He could hear her singing in the shower, he couldn't remember the title of the song, but he's heard it often on the radio. He shook his head lightly. At least she seems to have forgotten about yesterday. He didn't like seeing her so upset.
The tea was ready when she came out of the bathroom, wearing short shorts and a tank top. She looked at him and blinked.
"Oh darn. You're wearing a shirt." She sighed and giggled at his expression. Plopping down in her chair, she blew at the rising steam of her tea. "Can you fight, Inuyasha?" she asked him, her eyes finding his across the table.
He nodded. His father had taught him some basic techniques before he passed away.
She nodded as well, but her eyes weren't on him anymore. They were outside, watching the sun and the sky. "You should fight them." She told him again.
He didn't say anything, just sipped his tea quietly.
Maybe he should, he thought. And maybe he would, if only for her.
Next Chapter!! So, I'm making up for lost time now. I wrote a lot before, but erased most of it because I didn't like how the story was going. This is much fluffier then I originaly intended, but I like it better this way.
Anyways, eventualy (as in the next few chapters) you'll find out about Kagome's mysterious man of the past.
Enjoy, R&R, and I'll update.
Ciao.