The Affair

A/N: So. Hope y’all liked that lemon in the last chapter, cause my inspiration won’t be coming again anytime soon. We had another huge argument last night over some very idiotic subjects. So… yea. Maybe more inspiration. There might be some lime or citrus in this one, but it’ll mostly be for the plot. This is a big, important chapter, and all of these things really happened. So, here we go.

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I could sleep,

But when I wake here, you’d still be gone.

And you’re my air.

I could breathe,

If you would stay here another song,

So I could stay…



- Yellowcard.

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Chapter Five: The Night of No Return.



“No, it’s been a pretty decent night,” Miroku said. Inuyasha’s sigh sounded hollow over the phone. “I mean, I don’t mean to worry you,” he went on, “but she’s been a little… well, not quite herself tonight.”



“What do you mean?”



Miroku watched as Kagome slowly made her way from the restroom back to the office, shutting the door behind her quietly. He shook his head and sighed into the phone. “She doesn’t really seem to be feeling well. She seems exhausted and lethargic. I haven’t seen her crack a single smile all day today.”



At his apartment, Inuyasha frowned. He didn’t like the sound of that. Kagome was usually very vibrant and energetic. “Maybe she’s just not feeling well?”



“Oh, I’m sure of that,” Miroku shot back. “But that’s the thing about Kagome; she’s hardly ever sick enough for it to dampen her mood and temperament. She yelled at me today because there wasn’t a pen on my register.”



Inuyasha raised one eyebrow at that one. That did seem a little out of the ordinary… but Kagome had always been the most unpredictable person he had ever met. He looked at the clock; it was almost a quarter past ten. “I’ll be right there,” he mumbled, and he flipped his cell shut and got to his feet.



As he was dressing, Kikyo asked him where he was going so late. “Work,” he replied. “Kagome’s not feeling well; I’m going to go see if she needs help closing or something. I might just send her home and finish it myself.” He kissed her cheek lightly. “Don’t wait up.” He pulled on the doorknob and disappeared into the cool, dark night.



As soon as he was out of the apartment, Kikyo made a face and reached for the phone.

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In just a few minutes, Inuyasha was walking through the front doors of the theater. Miroku stood behind the counter, waiting on a customer. Sango stood nearby, waiting to chat it up with her boyfriend. The cashier pointed to the inside stairs. “She went up to lace the next movie,” he told his friend. Inuyasha nodded and thanked him, disappearing up the stairs himself.



When he got to the top, he noticed that the movie hadn’t been started, and it usually only took Kagome a couple of minutes to lace it up. He checked his watch as he turned the corner. “Kagome, what are you-”



Inuyasha stopped dead in his tracks. His lips parted a little as he stood, frozen, staring down at Kagome, who was lying very still, sprawled on the cold tile floor beside the projector. He dove at her, collapsing onto his knees hard enough to leave bruises, and he cried out “Kagome!” as he picked her up in his arms and tried to wake her. Miroku, hearing his distressed yell, came bounding up the stairs, Sango in tow.



“Oh my Gods,” Miroku murmured, grabbing the phone. He was about to dial 911 when Kagome started to come to, and Sango stopped him. “Don’t, baka,” she told him in a stern tone. “It’s a side-effect of the pills!”



“The pills?” Inuyasha asked as he helped Kagome slowly sit up. “You mean her birth control?”



“The doctor warned her that there might be side-effects,” Sango started to explain. “There might be cramping, spotting, extra-painful menstrual cycles, dizziness, high-blood pressure, fainting – I mean, the list goes on and on.”



“If it’s so dangerous, why’d they give it to her?” Inuyasha growled through clenched teeth, his eyes flashing dangerously in the dim light.



Kagome waved her hand at him. “It’s all right,” she told him, her voice quiet. “I quit taking it this afternoon; that’s probably why I feel like crap. I quit taking it because it was making me feel dizzy, and I fainted like this the other day, too. I’m going to the doctor’s tomorrow morning; they said they’ll give me a new prescription to try.”



Inuyasha nodded and kissed her ear softly. “That’s my girl,” he told her. “Still, you should have called me. I’d have taken care of all this up here.”



“What about Kikyo?” she asked him seriously.



“Feh!” he shot back. “Kikyo can go mind her own business! I’m not putting you in any danger over my stupid wife!” Everyone looked at him. He chuckled. “That came out wrong.”



“Up you go,” Sango said, helping Kagome to her feet. “Inuyasha, if you don’t mind closing, I’ll just go ahead and take Kagome home now. I doubt she’s in any shape to drive.”



Standing, Inuyasha agreed. They all made their ways downstairs, and Sango left with Kagome, leaving Kagome’s car in the parking lot.

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Kagome was in a very bad mood when she was leaving the doctor’s office the next morning. She’d woken up very cranky, because she’d stayed up late the night before, after Sango took her home. Around midnight, long after Inuyasha and Miroku had finished closing and left to go home, Sango had brought Kagome back up to the theater to pick up her car, now that Kagome was feeling better.



She also hadn’t been very happy about having Inuyasha open the theater for her; she felt so dependent. She hated feeling like she depended on anyone. She’d also gotten some pretty bad news at the doctor’s; when the nurse took her blood pressure, they discovered the birth control she’d been trying had driven her to prehypertension. She rolled her eyes as she walked out the front door of the office, going toward her car. She pulled her cell phone from her pocket and flipped it open. “Hey, Inuyasha,” she greeted him. “I’m on my way. I’ll just need to change when I get in there.”



“Something happened,” he said.



Kagome stopped for a second; a bad feeling just suddenly crept up her spine. “What?” she dared to ask.



She heard him sigh through the receiver. “Not over the phone. Just… get up here. We need to discuss something.”



Kagome flipped the phone shut, climbed into her car, and raced to the theater. When she got there, she made her way straight for the downstairs office, where she found Inuyasha waiting for her, typing on the computer. She slammed the door shut and locked it, causing her hanyou lover to jump in his seat. He spun around and blinked at her as she set her bag down and sat in the other swivel chair, facing him. “So?” she asked him. “What’s going on?”



Inuyasha sighed once more and licked his lips. His throat had gone dry upon seeing her face, and he wasn’t quite sure how to start this off. It was a lot to tell her, but she needed to know, so he’d need to just come out and say it. “Kikyo was spying on me last night.”



Kagome gave him a puzzled look. “Spying on you? What do you mean?”



He sighed once more; he realized that he’d been doing that more today than he usually did. “She asked her younger sister, a girl about your age named Kaede, to come up here to the theater and watch the place. To watch me.”



Kagome’s jaw dropped when it hit her. “She knows.”



He waved his hands in defense and shook his head. He hopped to his feet and began to pace to try to calm himself. “No,” he told her. “She thought she knew. So she asked Kaede to watch the theater last night, which she did for a good long while. Apparently, Kikyo’s been suspicious of us for a good month or two now. Last night, she finally worked up the nerve to do something about it, the crazy wench.”



“So she was spying on you.”



“And you,” Inuyasha replied. “Kaede sat outside the theater for a while, watching. She never saw you in here with me because Sango had already taken you home by that time, but she was mighty confused about your car being here. So she left, and she came back a little while later, after Sango had dropped you off. She saw you locking the front doors and getting into your car, leaving.” An angry look crossed over Kagome’s face as he continued, “She followed you down the main road until you turned off on your country road to get to the shrine outside the city limits. Then she turned around and went back to her mother’s place. Kikyo had just hung up the phone with her mother when I came in the door, and she confronted me.”



Kagome was a little afraid to hear his answer to her question: “What did you tell her?”



He just shrugged. “The truth. That she’s a crazy, paranoid wench who knows nothing about you, and that Sango took you home early last night because you were too ill to drive yourself.”



“So she doesn’t know about us?” Kagome asked hopefully.



Inuyasha smiled at his young lover. “She has no idea,” he replied. “Oh, and I told her that I want a divorce.”



Kagome nearly exploded with happiness.

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A/N: Wow, am I tired. So, there it was. Sorry there wasn’t any lemon; I’m all lemoned out for tonight.