It Takes Courage

By InuYashaBaby1

Pairings (because, there is A-LOT!)AU: Kagome/InuYasha, Sango/Miroku (Sometimes)

Miroku/O.C., Miroku/Other OC, Sesshomaru/OC, Sesshomaru/OC, OC/Bankotsu, another OC/Bankotsu, Koga/OC, Koga/Other OC Jakotsu/OC (Yes Gasps It's a GIRL!)

Rin/Kohaku (Barely in existents….) OC/OC Yeah… That's it''

Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha. I do not own several OC's used in this fan fiction. But it just so happens the owner of said OCS Are my friends and I do in fact have permission to use them.

AN: Please enjoy!

Chapter 2

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I stood in front of the door of room 404. I had only gone to my locker, and grabbed my crap before coming back here for detention. I picked up my hand reluctantly and knocked. I could hear the door twisting at the other end and it opened to reveal Sesshomaru standing there.

"Hey." I mumbled awkwardly.

"Come in." He commanded and he opened the door wider so I could slip by. Once I was in the classroom, he closed the door. Room 404 was empty. I wasn't used to detention alone; I was used to being in a room full of people throwing paper airplanes, and kids making out in the back. I was used to the smell of freshly painted nail polish- not the smell of air freshener. I sat at the desk in front, and put my back pack on the floor. Sesshomaru leaned on the desk. "I assume you know the rules: No homework, No reading, no chewing gum, no socializing." I nodded as he went through the list. He pushed off the desk and firmly planted his feet on the ground. He turned past my desk, and sat at his. I put my head in my hands, staring at cheep white tile on the floor that was on every classroom floor. I looked up-Sesshomaru was on his computer, doing whatever teachers do on their computers.

"Hey, teach, what are those pictures of?" I asked trying to spark a conversation.

"My wife and our daughter," He said without turning. I flinched for a second.

"Oh, cool." I had to make a swift recovery. "What are their names?"

"Kitamika and Rin," He turned to me again. "Rin's our adopted daughter, Kitamika can't have children." He said sadly.

"Oh, I'm sorry." I offered. "Can I see them?"

He nodded slowly, and picked up a picture from the side of his desk, and he handed it to me. I grabbed it, and looked. There was a short blonde woman, and a tiny little girl with long black hair and brown eyes, Sesshomaru was holding the little girl. I gave the picture back to him.

"They're beautiful," I smiled brightly. "But you have a lot of pictures on your desk, are they the only people in the pictures?" I prodded.

"No, most of them are of my other daughter, Kimberly." He sighed, and looked at me.

"Why wasn't she in the other picture?" I asked, trying to make it seem like I didn't actually know.

"Oh, she passed away when she was 12." He said grimly. "If she were alive now, she would be your age. Actually, everybody called her Kimi." I nodded-he still didn't realize who I was. It was weird to hear him describing my death when I was right there. I felt like a 3rd person, but I wasn't. I wonder how long it would take for him to realize that the girl he buried wasn't me... it was Yuzuki. But more about that later.



"Can I see her?" He nodded, and he handed me a picture that was at the very front of the desk, it was a worn picture of me, I was 11, and it was at a faire. My old friend Hatsuru was in it, and Sesshomaru was kneeling down next to us, his hand on my head-ruffling my long black hair.

Seeing this, reminded me of my past. I didn't think about my childhood a lot. It brought up too many things that would make every other girl crumble in defeat. I had lived 4 years with Sesshomaru, as his daughter, and I had grown to love him in a way that should be reserved for a husband and his wife. It was really like that, the way we lived. He was working at the hospital then, he was a doctor, and every day when he came home from work, I would have made dinner, even though I wouldn't have had too. Life was much better back then. I closed my eyes fighting back the tears.

"She's very pretty." I sniffed handing it back to him.

"Oh, didn't I know it." He smiled widely looking at the picture gently. "But if you're trying to get on my good side, it's not working, I still don't like you." He said angrily to me-growling, almost.

"Oh, yup- Do you have a cig?" I said gently. He clenched his fists.

"No, smoking is a bad habit." He explained to me glumly.

"It is, isn't it?" I said-almost asking myself, remembering a time in my life when everything was okay.

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Flashback-4 years ago

"You're home daddy!" Kimberly smiled widely as Sesshomaru walked in the door of their home, clad in his scrubs. She was making dinner-as she did every day.

"I'm home, princess." He smiled, and sniffed the air. "What's for dinner?" He asked intrigued by this foreign smell. After hanging up his coat, he stepped into the small kitchen.

"Oh, it's Roast Beef, with baked potatoes, and asparagus." She smiled, "I'm just putting it in-it will take about an hour-oh- I made double chocolate cake for dessert."

"I just don't deserve you." He said, smiling wrapping his arms around her neck from behind and nuzzling his nose in her hair taking In the scent of her perfume. "Is it a special occasion?" Sesshomaru asked.

"Yeah," She said smiling.

Sesshomaru got nervous.

"What is it?" He asked.

"Guess!" She commanded, giggling.

"It's not either of our birthdays." He said, deep in thought. "I give up" He proclaimed, smiling at her when she turned around.

"A year ago today, you got your doctorate, silly!!" She laughed. He put his large hand on her face.

"That's right, I almost forgot." He laughed, surprised at himself.

"Oh, I went shopping today with Hatsuru-chan." She bit her lip.

"Oh? Really? What did you get, Kimberly?"Sesshomaru asked.

"A special doctorate present for you." She smiled deviously at her-yet he remained clueless.

"What is it?" He asked.

"It's a surprise silly!" Kimberly giggled gently and Sesshomaru smiled. Sesshomaru leaned down and put a kiss on her lips. It wasn't a normal kiss that a father would give a daughter-it was more passionate. When they pulled apart, he pulled out a cigarette box out of the chest pocket of his scrubs. "Hey, Sesshie- smoking is a very bad habit."

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I forced the air out of my nose, and sighed. Those days were over now, and Sesshomaru was well convinced Kimberly was dead... he was right, I suppose. There was a difference between who I am now, and who I used to be. I leaned back in my chair, and put my shoes on the desk.

"Not very ladylike, are we?" He snickered, and I scowled.

"I can be lady like if I wished to be." I took my shoes of the desk, and specks of dirt accumulated on the desk. I sat up, and wiped them off. It was strange, but I felt an odd comfort by seeing those specks drop to the floor. He nodded, and his cell phone rang. It was one of those fancy iPhones.

"Hello?" He said. He sighed, and it sounded like there was a shrill woman on the other line. She was shouting. "Yes, Kitamika, I'm still at the school. Yeah-I know you're ovulating, but I got stuck at school. I'll be home as soon as I can. Why don't you play with Rin? Oh, who's house? Oh, I really like Jin-kun. I'll be home as soon as I can, okay babe? Bye." He clicked the button, and set it on the table. He leaned down under his desk, and pulled out a box of cigarettes.

"What happened to smoking being a bad habit?" I joked as he stuck one in his mouth and took a lighter out of his back pocket. He thrust the box in my direction, and I took one-gladly. He lit his cig, and then put it out for me to use. I lit it, and we sat like that for a minute smoking.

"So, your wife sounds like a bitch." I sighed, taking another long puff of the cigarette.

"Yeah..." he agreed. I snickered. "We got married a month after my daughter died-she was training to be a doctor. She was my intern. When my daughter died, she said she'd take the pain away. So, we got married." He sighed, and blew out some smoke.

"I guess you really like your daughter." I sighed, placing my head in the hand that wasn't holding the cig.

"I loved her. She had a way of lighting up a room with her smile... she was just fun to be around." He said mournfully. "She was the most beautiful thing in the world." I smiled wide-secretly flattered. I stood up, and the detention bell rang. I pulled my heavy backpack on my shoulder.

"See you tomorrow, Sensei. Oh, and uh, don't let that abusing wife of yours get to you!" I laughed as I walked out the door. I was still laughing, when halfway down the hallway, I realized I didn't have a ride. I groaned and turned around.

"SENSEI!!" I called out down the long and empty corridor. He poked his head out the door. "I don't have a ride home." I complained to him gently. He groaned-about to shake his head no, but then I flashed him the smile-the smile I hadn't given to anyone since I was 12. His eyes opened wide and he called out:

"Fine. Give me a sec." He closed the door to his classroom, and opened it again. He came out with a small business suit case. He walked out beside me, and I looked at him kindly. "I am such a sucker." He mumbled.

"I don't think you're a sucker, Sesshie!" I smiled as I called him what I used to call him. He looked at me for a moment-puzzled. I stuck my hands in my pocket. We walked out to the car in silence. It was exactly the same as it was 4 years ago: a BMW M3. It was blue. I smiled. There was a dent in the back where I had accidently pulled out into a tree when I was 11. "Nice car," I smiled and jumped into the shotgun. He smiled at me and opened the car door so he himself could get in. Once he was in, he put the 

keys in the ignition, and turned the key. The engine ignited with a roar, and I smiled as he put on the radio. I pulled the cigarette out of my mouth and dropped it on the ground beside the car. He did the same, and we drove off. We drove for about 10 minutes before he stopped the car at a building. It was our old house. He spent all his money on the car, so we lived in a mid-sized apartment. I had though, that he had recently inherited quite a large sum from his father's death, and he moved into a large hmmm... CITY! It was really that big. I assume it was his wife that chose the house. He turned off the car.

"You look like Kimberly, you know." He said, looking at me-longingly. He ran his hand through my long hair. I leaned into his hand, and I put my hand on his, and I sat there-remembering why he used to hold my heart. "I don't do this with my students but... I was wondering if you would only do this to make me feel like I was with her again." I looked at him sincerely, and smiled. Finally. This was what I wanted. I know I could never return to the past-where we would just do this. Where I wasn't his "daughter" I was a woman. He wasn't my "father" he was just my love. I knew I could never return to that. But at least I could pretend that I was still Kimberly, not Kimeku. He had just met Kimeku, but I hadn't just met Sesshomaru.

"Sure, I guess but I barely met you." I lied.

"Please... I just, I... loved her so much." He begged. "Just one night to have her again, and then it's done, over with. I'll cancel all your detentions."

"But isn't your wench going to worry about you?" I asked quickly. I wasn't the type of person to usually sleep with a married guy. I guess it was worth it, one night to be back into his arms again, one night for our fingers to entangle together.

"Yeah, but I don't care." He frowned. I looked at him.

"You actually had sex with your daughter?" I asked quickly-trying to sound normal. But most people didn't understand the circumstances. I could spend years, explaining and explaining why. But the short of it was simple. My boyfriend, Kyon, was a "virgin killer" but I really didn't like him enough. So, I asked Sesshie to take my virginity, because I knew he would be gentle, and treasure it. We kinda fell in love. Because he wasn't my biological father, he became more like my boyfriend. He didn't actually answer my question, but I think he knew I knew the answer. I leaned forward and kissed him.

But when he drove me home a couple of hours later, I knew that I was happier than I had been in years.

The end of Chapter 2