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By the Bay

By: sakepolitan
folder InuYasha › General
Rating: Adult +
Chapters: 7
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Silence can be Deafening

By the Bay: Ch 4: Silence can be Deafening

*To Kayabachobabe: Thank you for reviewing! I can not tell you how much it means to me. You hit it right on the money too, that lemon was used for character introduction, but don’t worry, the next one will be steamy!

*Please remember! OOOO = beginning and end of chapter, >>>>>>> = past/present change, and ------- = time change.

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His Index finger was just two centimeters away from the call box. ‘Oh God oh God oh God…’

“Inuyasha?” The two bodies, frozen where they stood, eyes widened, looked each other in the eyes. The French Baguette in Kagome’s hand dropped the slanted pavement. “W…What are you doing here?” She picked up the bread and began advancing to her apartment.

“Oh,. Uhhh, well, you see Kagome, I was, it’s been, like almost a week now, and I was just wondering, if you’d, gotten my…orange.” ‘Way to sound cool Yash; gotten my ORANGE?’ How he managed to mumble that out he had no clue.

“Yeeeah, I did.” She said as she began walking to her door. ‘Fuck. What am I going to do! I can’t let this psycho into my apartment!’

“Uhhhhhh…these are for you.” Inuyasha’s feet suddenly became very interesting as he handed her the flowers.

“Th…thanks. Ummm, why don’t you come in for some tea?” ‘FUUUUUUCK.’

Kagome lit the stove and sat down on the chair next to Inuyasha.

“Soooo, how have you been?” ‘Oh my God where have I gone? This is sooo not me!’ groaned Inuyasha to himself.

“Look. Seeing as this is rather awkward and just a tad bit embarrassing…mostly for me, I’m going to say right off the bat, I didn’t call you because I don’t feel like dating or seeing anyone and I’m definitely not up for a one night stand.” Inuyasha raised his eyebrows.

“Thank you for being straightforward. But why would you assume that I simply want to date and or fuck you?”

“Isn’t…that…what all guys want?” Inuyasha made a face as if saying ‘How should I know?’ but inwardly answering ‘Eventually, yes.’

“Let me answer that for you: YES.” Kagome spat in a sarcastic tone.

Then if my intentions are the same as every other guy you’ve had relations with, then why not?” Kagome’s head turned up at this remark. The kettle began to steam and make the familiar banshee-like scream in the kitchen. She clicked the top of the kettle and silence filled every corner as Kagome moved about with the cups and such and Inuyasha’s eyes burned onto her red sweater. She sat back down, raspberry zinger in hand, trying her best to avoid the question at hand. Bad memories. No, just one, fat, bad memory.

“Don’t avoid the question.”

“Don’t push my buttons.” Inuyasha had trouble resisting the urge to poke her in the arm. Instead he opted for the verbal push.

“Tough shit, I’m pushing them.”

“You want to know why?! I don’t KNOW you, I just got out of a relationship, and…you…you freak me out!”

“You invited a strange man that freaks you out into your apartment.”

“And now I’m inviting him OUT!” Kagome yelled as she moved to the door and swiftly opened it.” Inuyasha had been defeated.

“Sorry.” He said at the door, eyes looking out into the cold street. “But just so you know, I don’t think that people bump into each other three times for no reason.” At that Inuyasha exited and left the girl named Kagome at her door; it was the last time he’d ever make an attempt to know her on his own will.

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“Hey babe! Your home early.” Inuyasha beamed as she stepped into their apartment. The couple exchanged a routine ‘welcome home kiss’.

“Yeah, well, when your boss is getting some from your boyfriend’s best friend he tends to go a little softer on you.”

“Oh and I suppose it doesn’t help that you guys have known each other since high school.”

“Mmm. That too.” Inuyasha chortled.

“Come on, let’s sit down and eat.” Inuyasha motioned towards the table.

“You made dinner?”

“Hell yeah I did! You know, I once was a lonely bachelor that had to fend for himself in the kitchen, le-”

“Sit.”

“Yes Ma’m.” After the couple forked their green-bean casserole, the classic fifties dinner conversation began. “How was work?”

“The usual: Miroku wants me to redesign the cover, make new layouts; change the look basically.”

“Sounds like fun.”

“Loads. You?”

“They actually called me into the office today, said they’re giving me a bonus.” For some reason Inuyasha did not look as pleased as he should have.

“That’s great!” Kagome’s fork fell to her plate at this cheer.

“Well...it’s kind of an on-one-condition type thing.” Kagome looked confused. “They want to fly me to Paris again for the film festival.” Kagome lurched forward into the table, almost projecting half chewed chicken from her mouth.

“Will she be there?” Her face was completely serious, and completely concerned.

“Most likely.” Never before had the two encountered such a silence.

Kagome took a deep breath, and managed to force out the words she needed. “I trust you Inuyasha. But I want you to know, I don’t think I’d be able to handle something like last time again.”

“You won’t have to.” And they both smiled.

“So when do you leave?”

“Tuesday. Did you think I’d miss your birthday?”

“Nooo.” Kagome slurred with a childish appearance. “But I wanted to ask if you’d come visit my mom’s with me. She’s throwing me a party, but it’s not a big deal or anything.”

“Well, I kind of had plans. For us I mean.”

“Really?” Like she needed reassurance. “Well it’s a day before anyway so it shouldn’t interfere with my actual day.

“Great.”

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“Great! I can’t believe you didn’t tell me!”

“I said we were going to my Mom’s for a birthday party. I just assumed…”

“You forget Kagome, I don’t HAVE a family of 30 people or so that live in the bay area, and most people don’t.”

“So what now? Don’t want to go?”

“HELL NO! I mean, Claire’s nice and all, but I don’t think I could handle a billion of her siblings!”

“You said 30.”

“30! A billion! WHATEVER!” Kagome whipped around from her vanity mirror, took a deep breath, and,

“I’m guessing this masculine anger of yours is nerves dear?” That last word was dragged out with a slow, sweet, cynical undertone. “Come on babe, it’s about time you met them, they’ve all can’t wait to meet YOU.”

“I…I know, but I just hate being put on display.”

“Awww,” she said now pressed against his chest. “But you’re so good at it! And besides, I’ll be there with you the entire time.”

“Well, I guess that’ll make it a little better, but there is one thing you could do to make it ALOT better.”

“What’s that?” Inuyasha turned his head to the side and pointed a finger at his cheek bone. Kagome laughed at his childish yet incredibly cute antics as she went on tip-toes to peck the spot just marked by his finger. She put the balls of her feet back on the floor and emitted an air of extreme content to her partner. A hand slid around her waist and puller her close. His lips belonged to her, her lips belonged to him, their lips belonged together, and they both knew it very well.

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Inuyasha and Kagome held hands as they walked up to Claire’s front step and rang the doorbell. The face that answered was, thankfully, familiar to both.

“Kagome! Happy Birthday! Inuyasha! So good to see you again!” The enthusiasm was almost too much…no, never mind, it WAS too much. “Come in you two. Kagome you can show Inuyasha around and introduce him. The girls are in the kitchen and the men are outside talking about God knows what.” It was old fashioned, yes, but a Higurashi tradition: the men drank scotch outside while the women cooked dinner inside.

By the time Inuyasha had met Aunt Josephine, Christopher, Uncle Mat, and Edna, he had forgotten Aunt…Aunt Ji…Aunt Jane’s name. And in no way did it help his nervous state that after Inuyasha had shook everyone’s hand he would go and join the globular mass of testosterone outside, vulnerable, clueless, and alone.

“Liar.” He whispered to Kagome as he was ripped away from her out into that California sunshine. Or fog…same thing.

“So Inuyasha, planning to bend on one knee soon?”

“Uhhh…actually, I…uhhh…” A roaring laughter came form the burly men in the patio furniture. Compared to them, Inuyasha was quite small.

When the places had been set and the food had been served…and as the alcohol kept dripping, Inuyasha began to relax a little. At the table, both Kagome and Inuyasha were seated quite far from one another, and the distance was unbearable for both. About forty minutes later, the dishes were beginning to be cleared. In all politeness, Inuyasha began helping out, only to hear, “Shoo! You shouldn’t be doing that. You’re a guest! Let the family take care of it.”

In his rebuttal, he immediately went into ‘suave mode’ and replied, “Well from my family to yours, the men always do the dishes.”

After doing his fair share of winning Kagome’s family over, Inuyasha stepped outside for some fresh air. In the midst of a heavy, drawn out sigh he was interrupted. Out of nowhere, slicing through Inuyasha’s thoughts, came a little boy, obviously part of the family, as he was furiously stomping on the ground and throwing off his clip-on bow tie. Slowly realizing the presence on the lawn, the tyke looked up to the sky and the face that was getting in the way.

“You too huh?” said Inuyasha casually. He had expected the boy to smile, he had expected the boy to laugh…maybe, but he had most certainly not expected the boy to bust out the waterworks. And to make matters worse not only did he wet his pants AND cry like the Hoover Dam, but some of the house’s occupants decided to migrate out front at that exact moment.

“Ummm, Inuyasha? Kagome stood in front of about 8 other family members whose stares were glued to the spectacle before them: Inuyasha, who looked as if he were about to faint, holding Jeremy, covered in bodily fluids (A/N: NOT what you guys are thinking you hentais), at an arms length away.

“Help.” The squeak was enough to make the few less-sensitive family members howl with laughter at the grown man now terrorized by the harmless little kid. Kagome quickly rushed to Inuyasha’s side and set Jeremy on the ground. Taking his hand, she began to lead the kid into the house.

“Inuyasha, why don’t you come with us? But try not to frighten anyone on the way hm?” She couldn’t suppress her laughter. “Come on Jeremy, let’s go find your mommy.”

After handing Jeremy off to his proper parent, Kagome turned to Inuyasha. “I didn’t do anything I swear!” he whispered.

“Did I blame you?” He paused. “Don’t worry. Jeremy does it to practically every stranger he sees, but he won’t do it to you again so you don’t have to worry. Think of it as initiation.”

“What’s next? Hazing?” That smile, could NOT be good.

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A/N

So I hope you guys enjoyed this! I know it was kind of boring, but there was some stuff that just HAD to be said. So anyone want to take a guess at what’s coming? I’ve got surprises planned for you in both the present and the past times, and I can’t WAIT to post! But I am leaving for vacation in a couple of days, and when I get back, school starts, so I won’t be able to update…but rest assured I will be writing! Till next time!
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