Chapter 12: Frustration Nation

I'm not sure if anyone out there is still reading this story or not, but after all these years, I'm back! & after a couple English and Fiction classes I've realized how bad this story kinda is in terms of plot and typos, but I'm going to finish it. Get at me in the reviews and tell me what you think and get ready for one hell of a chapter. (SN: Although I know there are better ways to switch POV and Flashback now, I'm going to keep with the current ways since I've already started it that way)

Kagome POV

I could feel Kikyo's eyes boring through my soul, if looks could kill, I estimate I was brutally murdered and resurrected only to be killed again…about eight times. I looked to Inuyasha who still had his hands around my waist. I slapped the inside of his arms. He yelped a little but got the hint and backed away. Kikyo walked into the room slowly, making her way to us, her eyes never moving from me. She smirked at me cruelly.

"Kagome Higurashi," She spat, "Three years and I can still smell the spoiled milk, you're still the same pathetic whore you were back then, time changed nothing, did it?"

I felt my heart speed up and my fist clench. I wanted to say something, but Inuyasha beat me to it.

"Back up, Kikyo and leave her alone."

She looked at him for a second, a pout on her lips before glaring back at me. "Now, Now, my little Inu, is that anyway to talk to the mother of your child?"

I dropped my fist, my heart going down with it. I looked to Inuyasha, and suddenly everything he said before made perfect sense. I turned to him, my emotions churning and rising like a soufflé. Anger won, and before I knew it, my hand cracking like a whip across his face.

"I really don't, I just- ugh!" I stalked off and out of the apartment, this time making sure my keys were in my hand.

Inuyasha POV

My hand went to my face, and I stared at Kagome as she left.

"What the fuck…just happened?"

I could see Kikyo, steam practically coming from her ears; I grabbed her as she began to go after Kagome. She wrenched her arm from me and started after her again, I grabbed her again, pulling her back.

"Leave her alone."

Kikyo stared at me, anger turning into a blank stare.

"So you're defending that piece of shit?"

"The only piece of shit around here is you," I spat back. "How did you even get in here? " I shook my head, "Never mind, if there's anything you're good at, it's elbowing your way into a situation you don't belong in." I threw her arm out of my grasp, suddenly feeling filthy from being 3 feet near her. She stood back, staring at me in disbelief.

"This is how you treat your baby mama?" She stepped closer to me, her arm snaking around my neck, I pushed her off. I felt my stomach turn, my insides burning nearly as much as my cheek was.

"I want a DNA test before I claim anything." I shook her off of me and left the room, Sango and Miroku standing in the hall, near the open door. Sango looked down at the ground and moved away. Miroku followed suit shoving his hands into his pockets.

"Give me the keys." I held my hand out, my eyes on the door. He placed the keys into my hand and as I headed to the door I heard Sango turn on Kikyo.

"I really don't know how you got in here, but you and your "loose cannon" need to make for the door."

Kagome POV

"Why did I slap him?" I hit my head on the steering wheel, as I sat in a McDonald's parking lot. I had turned my phone off, and I had no idea how long I had been sitting here. The past couple of days played over and over in my head. I wanted to be mad at him still, for everything that he had done in the past, but the broken look in his eye…

"UGH!" My head connected with the steering wheel again. I let Sango's warning fall by the wayside; 'Don't get attached again'

"How do you stop something that's already happened?" I muttered to myself. I slunk down into my seat and closed my eyes, when a knock came at the window. I jumped out of my skin and looked up to see Sango's worried expression. I gestured, for her to get in as I unlocked the door.

"You alright K.K?" She asked as she got in.

"I'm confused. This was supposed to just be a simple game, make him like me, reveal myself, watch his jaw drop and dump him. In that order, I knew I wasn't over him but…"

"You didn't think he'd have a knocked up ex fiancé, and that he actually had real feelings for you then and now?"

I looked at her quizzically.

"Miroku and I were eavesdropping, I don't know why you looked shocked."

I looked at her for five seconds before we both broke out in laughter. We sighed and let silence take over.

"So, what's the game plan now, Song?"

"That's up to you, and him, I have my own developing issue."

My face twisted into confusion again, she nodded her head towards her car, which was parked next to mine, and I saw Miroku sitting in the passenger seat digging through her glove compartment. I smiled and shook my head.

"You've always had a bad habit of bringing home strays." I giggled

"Now aren't you one to talk?" She punched my arm playfully, her face turned serious "He doesn't know if the baby is his you know"

My head whipped to look at her, "You mean she cheated on him?" Sango nodded.

"Miroku told me. The whole time he was away on business, she went off with other women, but both he and Inuyasha seem to think that if she cheated with women, then men wouldn't be too far off. If you ask me, I wouldn't put it past the little dirty little…creature. She's so used up, it has to be like throwing a hotdog down an empty hallway. I mean, the baby could probably walk out when it's ready, with room to twirl a cane. Place a PS3 up there for it when it gets bored. You could-"

"Stop! Stop! Im dying!" I held my sides as I cracked up, pounding on the steering wheel. I sighed and settled into my seat, going back to my thoughts.

"So what's going on in that head of yours?" She asked, noting my mood change.

"I think more than anything, we need to talk." She nodded in agreement.

"I'm taking Miroku home, you can follow." I nodded back to her and cranked my car, ready to follow her.

Inuyasha POV

As soon as I stepped through the door, I dug through one of my bags and found a bottle of strong tequila and a shot glass. This was a day that only a bit of liver damage could possibly undo. I poured a bit into the glass and turned it up. I stared at the empty glass for a second.

"This is gonna take too fucking long." I muttered at it, before sliding the glass to the other side of the table and turned the bottle up taking three big gulps. I could almost immediately feel it.

"Aw, hell yeah, sake wasn't gonna get me anywhere" I sighed and went into the living room, bottle in hand and stared at the darkened screen of the TV. I knew those eyes were familiar. I still remember her standing up on that stage.

Drenched in leftovers, her eyes revealing streaks of her ivory skin underneath the muck. I couldn't admit it then. Couldn't tell her, that night we shared in her room…That night before graduation. I closed my eyes and I could see her nervous 17 year old face. Eager yet scared, she wanted to show me how she felt. I took five gulps from my bottle this time. I reached my hand to my back, I still had scars from the scratches she left on my back that night. Three more gulps. She told me I was her first. One more gulp. She told me she loved me. I sat the half empty bottle down on the table, feeling dizzy. It wasn't the alcohol that was getting to me. I sat my face into my hands and urged myself to breathe. I heard a car door slam and feet approach the walkway. Miroku must have finally found a way home. I sat there, not lifting my head as I heard keys jangle and unlock the door. I heard him come into the living room.

"Don't worry, I'm not drunk yet, and yes, we still have tequila left so don't worry about being able to get your dates wasted enough to sleep with…." I lifted my head and saw Kagome standing over me "You."

She gave an awkward smile and wave.