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InuYasha AU/AR › Het - Male/Female
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InuYasha AU/AR › Het - Male/Female
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Adult +
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13
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3,179
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Being Young and Feeling Old
Note: I feel like rambling a bit. Do you guys hate filling out government/official forms? Like, my family is Spanish/French and I grew up in a bilingual household (Spanish and English), and on the forms for pretty much anything they have the choices “Hispanic/Latino (non-white)” and “White (Non-Hispanic)” or whatever and I’m just kinda fed up with that. I always pick “Decline to state” anyway, but geez.
Chapter Ten: Being Young and Feeling Old
(Empty Bones by The Growlers)
A frantic knocking woke her, sounding more like an attack than a request for entrance. Kagome slid out from under the bed, feeling all the aches and pains in her screaming muscles from sleeping curled up in the tight space. Thinking Sango had forgotten her keys yet again, she trudged to the door. No sooner did she unlock the door than it flew open, nearly hitting her in the face. She jumped back to avoid a broken nose just in time.
“Inuyasha!” she gasped.
The sight of him on her doorstep brought everything crashing back. He had lied to her, had turned her from a virgin into a whore in one movement, had broken her heart so thoroughly she was having a hard time even breathing. Quickly, she slammed the door, wordlessly screaming to avoid hearing him. He fought back, also screaming, saying things she didn’t want to hear and couldn’t make out anyway. After a battle that lasted a few seconds but seemed like a lifetime, she stumbled back and Inuyasha strode inside, closing and locking the door behind him. Kagome turned to run, sobbing involuntarily, wanting to go back to her room, the darkness under the bed, the nothingness of her coma. Before she could get to her room, he embraced her from behind, pinning her arms to her side and keeping her body close to his. She screamed, thrashed, kicked, stomped, but he continued to hold her. Finally, out of breath, she slumped over, defeated, and he turned her around in his arms.
“I thought you chose me, I thought you loved me,” she cried brokenly into his neck, despising the whining sound of her voice. Kikyo never whined, even when her life was all sorts of unfair.
“I do!” he said earnestly, cradling her in his arms, hugging her tightly. Like nothing was wrong.
“Then why?”
Inuyasha sighed, and it came out shuddering. “I wanted to tell you, Kagome. I was going to. I was so scared. That’s why I didn’t meet you on Halloween, and it took me a while to man up and resolve to tell you the truth. Even though I was afraid you’d hate me, I was going to do the right thing, I was really going to. But then you invited me to lunch and we were… together.” He pulled away from her, still holding onto her shoulders, his face peering into hers, his own tears in his eyes. “I wanted, needed to be with you so badly that I gave in to you. And it felt right.”
His words almost got her, soothed her, calmed her, but then she remembered. Slapping his hands away, she said, “You said that you didn’t even touch her after I woke up. You told me!”
The eyes that had looked at her so lovingly just yesterday turned away from her. “I broke down, okay?! You were acting like you didn’t even want me, and it hurt so fucking much. It was only a few times.” His voice quavered and he was openly crying as well, wiping his tears away in embarrassment. “She’s my wife, Kagome. She was there for me when all you wanted was to move on and forget me. I didn’t think I had a chance with you anymore.”
Putting a hand to the side of her face, she felt her tears. Why was she always so stupid? “The rest of the world moved on and forgot me, not the other way around. Even you. I thought we were finally going to be together again—”
“We are!” She looked at him in confusion and disbelief. “This changes nothing! It’s just gonna be a little harder is all.”
“No!” she yelled, surprising even herself. “No. Do not tell me you are going to abandon not only my sister, your wife, but my little niece or nephew as well. You’re going to have a baby, Inuyasha! A baby.” Her voice broke on the last word and became quiet. “Don’t be that man, Inuyasha. Don’t be the man who runs.”
“Well, that’s the plan.” She knew he was trying to sound casual, sure of himself, but the shakiness in his voice told her how he really felt.
Kagome sank to the couch, her knees suddenly weak. “I can’t believe you,” she whispered after a few moments. “How did you change this much? How?”
“I fucking love you!” he yelled, sounding angry at himself and at her. Did he even want to love her anymore, or was he as attached to the past, their past of happiness and no responsibilities, as she was? His voice then turned absolutely miserable, pleading. “I’m tired of being unhappy all the time, Kagome. I’m tired of being angry.” His dark eyes begged her to understand. “I’m only happy when I’m with you. Why can’t I be happy for once?”
Doing her best to make her voice sound cold, she responded, “You made your choice when you lost your virginity to Kikyo while I was dying in a hospital. Now live with it. Go back to her and be a good husband and father. I don’t think we should see each other for a while.”
“No!” he said in a strangled, teary voice. Inuyasha looked horrified, like his worst nightmare was playing out in his waking life.
She felt like she was dying inside, and she welcomed the feeling. While he was distracted by his own grief, she took the opportunity to go to her room, locking the door behind her, sending up a prayer that he wouldn’t do something stupid and try to break the door down. Soon enough, he was angrily fiddling with the door knob and pounding on the door.
“Don’t be like this! This isn’t the fucking end, Kagome! There’s not gonna be an end to us.”
Holding a pillow to her face so he wouldn’t hear her cry and she wouldn’t say anything back, she heard him struggle and curse for a while before giving up and walking away, slamming the front door behind him.
O/o/O
It was incredibly hard for her to go to work the next day and smile at the customers, accept another unwanted bouquet from her sadly persistent employer. Her day was spent mechanically pointing out certain books and sections, telling people what were the best sellers, and stopping children from eating the scented pages some of the books had. When Hojo showed up, it was a blessed relief, his familiar face soothing her somewhat.
Giving no salutations, without being prompted, she said, “I broke up with Inuyasha.” She wanted him to tell her it was the right choice, to be proud of her, to tell her that her decision was the right one and even though she felt like she was a rag doll held together with bits of gum, it would get better soon.
Hojo beamed at her, and then attempted to look sad, which made her laugh a little. “An occasion like that deserves to be celebrated! How about I take you to dinner?”
Her smile weakened and disappeared. “Um, I’m not so sure—“
“One moment, I got you something!” His eyes were shining and he looked incredibly happy.
“Uh, okay?”
Hojo ran out to his car, which was visible from her position in the store, bringing a large cardboard box with him. The top was unopened and she could see various bottles and plastic containers sticking out of it. He plopped it down on the nearest counter, an excited look on his face.
“I’ve actually had this planned for a while,” he explained. “The whole you breaking up with Inuyasha thing. I got you all these gifts for when the big day actually came.”
Laughing nervously, she picked up a bottle. “Seaweed lotion. Very nice.”
He nodded. “It’s very good for your skin. Use it after the sea salt scrub. I got you a whole ocean-themed bath set. It’s hard to find something as natural and pure, but definitely worth the money and effort.”
“Um, thank you.”
Hojo held up a jar. “And here’s a green clay body mask, that one’s amazing, I use it constantly. And a sugar serum for your lips, makes them soft as silk, not that yours aren’t already, but then again I wouldn’t know.” He laughed jovially.
“Thank you!” she repeated, thoroughly weirded out. “They’re all so lovely. And I’d like to have dinner with you, but I um, promised Sango I would help her pick out a new toothbrush,” she finished lamely.
The lie and her reluctance were obvious, even to Hojo. His face fell and his posture stiffened. “The offer’s always open.”
“Thanks again!”
He left without buying anything, almost knocking over a display of fairy tale books before he left. Had he even come in to buy anything? Kagome sighed in frustration. Great. She lost Inuyasha and then she lost one of her friends. What a lovely couple of days.
Chapter Ten: Being Young and Feeling Old
(Empty Bones by The Growlers)
A frantic knocking woke her, sounding more like an attack than a request for entrance. Kagome slid out from under the bed, feeling all the aches and pains in her screaming muscles from sleeping curled up in the tight space. Thinking Sango had forgotten her keys yet again, she trudged to the door. No sooner did she unlock the door than it flew open, nearly hitting her in the face. She jumped back to avoid a broken nose just in time.
“Inuyasha!” she gasped.
The sight of him on her doorstep brought everything crashing back. He had lied to her, had turned her from a virgin into a whore in one movement, had broken her heart so thoroughly she was having a hard time even breathing. Quickly, she slammed the door, wordlessly screaming to avoid hearing him. He fought back, also screaming, saying things she didn’t want to hear and couldn’t make out anyway. After a battle that lasted a few seconds but seemed like a lifetime, she stumbled back and Inuyasha strode inside, closing and locking the door behind him. Kagome turned to run, sobbing involuntarily, wanting to go back to her room, the darkness under the bed, the nothingness of her coma. Before she could get to her room, he embraced her from behind, pinning her arms to her side and keeping her body close to his. She screamed, thrashed, kicked, stomped, but he continued to hold her. Finally, out of breath, she slumped over, defeated, and he turned her around in his arms.
“I thought you chose me, I thought you loved me,” she cried brokenly into his neck, despising the whining sound of her voice. Kikyo never whined, even when her life was all sorts of unfair.
“I do!” he said earnestly, cradling her in his arms, hugging her tightly. Like nothing was wrong.
“Then why?”
Inuyasha sighed, and it came out shuddering. “I wanted to tell you, Kagome. I was going to. I was so scared. That’s why I didn’t meet you on Halloween, and it took me a while to man up and resolve to tell you the truth. Even though I was afraid you’d hate me, I was going to do the right thing, I was really going to. But then you invited me to lunch and we were… together.” He pulled away from her, still holding onto her shoulders, his face peering into hers, his own tears in his eyes. “I wanted, needed to be with you so badly that I gave in to you. And it felt right.”
His words almost got her, soothed her, calmed her, but then she remembered. Slapping his hands away, she said, “You said that you didn’t even touch her after I woke up. You told me!”
The eyes that had looked at her so lovingly just yesterday turned away from her. “I broke down, okay?! You were acting like you didn’t even want me, and it hurt so fucking much. It was only a few times.” His voice quavered and he was openly crying as well, wiping his tears away in embarrassment. “She’s my wife, Kagome. She was there for me when all you wanted was to move on and forget me. I didn’t think I had a chance with you anymore.”
Putting a hand to the side of her face, she felt her tears. Why was she always so stupid? “The rest of the world moved on and forgot me, not the other way around. Even you. I thought we were finally going to be together again—”
“We are!” She looked at him in confusion and disbelief. “This changes nothing! It’s just gonna be a little harder is all.”
“No!” she yelled, surprising even herself. “No. Do not tell me you are going to abandon not only my sister, your wife, but my little niece or nephew as well. You’re going to have a baby, Inuyasha! A baby.” Her voice broke on the last word and became quiet. “Don’t be that man, Inuyasha. Don’t be the man who runs.”
“Well, that’s the plan.” She knew he was trying to sound casual, sure of himself, but the shakiness in his voice told her how he really felt.
Kagome sank to the couch, her knees suddenly weak. “I can’t believe you,” she whispered after a few moments. “How did you change this much? How?”
“I fucking love you!” he yelled, sounding angry at himself and at her. Did he even want to love her anymore, or was he as attached to the past, their past of happiness and no responsibilities, as she was? His voice then turned absolutely miserable, pleading. “I’m tired of being unhappy all the time, Kagome. I’m tired of being angry.” His dark eyes begged her to understand. “I’m only happy when I’m with you. Why can’t I be happy for once?”
Doing her best to make her voice sound cold, she responded, “You made your choice when you lost your virginity to Kikyo while I was dying in a hospital. Now live with it. Go back to her and be a good husband and father. I don’t think we should see each other for a while.”
“No!” he said in a strangled, teary voice. Inuyasha looked horrified, like his worst nightmare was playing out in his waking life.
She felt like she was dying inside, and she welcomed the feeling. While he was distracted by his own grief, she took the opportunity to go to her room, locking the door behind her, sending up a prayer that he wouldn’t do something stupid and try to break the door down. Soon enough, he was angrily fiddling with the door knob and pounding on the door.
“Don’t be like this! This isn’t the fucking end, Kagome! There’s not gonna be an end to us.”
Holding a pillow to her face so he wouldn’t hear her cry and she wouldn’t say anything back, she heard him struggle and curse for a while before giving up and walking away, slamming the front door behind him.
O/o/O
It was incredibly hard for her to go to work the next day and smile at the customers, accept another unwanted bouquet from her sadly persistent employer. Her day was spent mechanically pointing out certain books and sections, telling people what were the best sellers, and stopping children from eating the scented pages some of the books had. When Hojo showed up, it was a blessed relief, his familiar face soothing her somewhat.
Giving no salutations, without being prompted, she said, “I broke up with Inuyasha.” She wanted him to tell her it was the right choice, to be proud of her, to tell her that her decision was the right one and even though she felt like she was a rag doll held together with bits of gum, it would get better soon.
Hojo beamed at her, and then attempted to look sad, which made her laugh a little. “An occasion like that deserves to be celebrated! How about I take you to dinner?”
Her smile weakened and disappeared. “Um, I’m not so sure—“
“One moment, I got you something!” His eyes were shining and he looked incredibly happy.
“Uh, okay?”
Hojo ran out to his car, which was visible from her position in the store, bringing a large cardboard box with him. The top was unopened and she could see various bottles and plastic containers sticking out of it. He plopped it down on the nearest counter, an excited look on his face.
“I’ve actually had this planned for a while,” he explained. “The whole you breaking up with Inuyasha thing. I got you all these gifts for when the big day actually came.”
Laughing nervously, she picked up a bottle. “Seaweed lotion. Very nice.”
He nodded. “It’s very good for your skin. Use it after the sea salt scrub. I got you a whole ocean-themed bath set. It’s hard to find something as natural and pure, but definitely worth the money and effort.”
“Um, thank you.”
Hojo held up a jar. “And here’s a green clay body mask, that one’s amazing, I use it constantly. And a sugar serum for your lips, makes them soft as silk, not that yours aren’t already, but then again I wouldn’t know.” He laughed jovially.
“Thank you!” she repeated, thoroughly weirded out. “They’re all so lovely. And I’d like to have dinner with you, but I um, promised Sango I would help her pick out a new toothbrush,” she finished lamely.
The lie and her reluctance were obvious, even to Hojo. His face fell and his posture stiffened. “The offer’s always open.”
“Thanks again!”
He left without buying anything, almost knocking over a display of fairy tale books before he left. Had he even come in to buy anything? Kagome sighed in frustration. Great. She lost Inuyasha and then she lost one of her friends. What a lovely couple of days.