It All Started On A Rainy Night [New Chapter!] | By : Aurizan Category: InuYasha > General Views: 4791 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Disclaimer: Inuyasha belongs to Rumiko Takahashi. But Takara and other OCs are mine.
Kara splashed some cold water over her face. She relished the coldness that hit her face, momentarily directing her thoughts from troubling matters.
She sighed and turned off the faucet. Taking a moment, Kara watched the drops that fell from her face disappear in a spiral down the drain. ‘The story of my life.’ She sighed sully and ran a hand over her wet face.
Kara looked up and stared at her mirror image. Tired and red eyes stared back. Sleep hadn’t come easy last night. Most of the night Kara laid awake, her mind replaying the awkward moment with Sesshoumaru over and over again. What the hell happened? What had she done wrong?
‘Acted on your hormones!’
Kara sighed even deeper and dropped her head in her hands. Closing her eyes, Kara could clearly see Sesshoumaru. She remembered his smell, the hypnotizing scent filling the surrounding air and her lungs. Causing her head to spin and her body grow warm. His mouth had been so close that Kara could make out the bottom-lip was thicker then the top-lip and suddenly thoughts of that one night when Sesshoumaru kissed her flashed in her mind.
How his tongue licked her bottom-lip and teeth tugged before she parted her lips and he slid his tongue skilfully in. Little moans escaped her throat as muffled groans came from him. His hands explored her body, her skin burning when one hand rubbed and gripped her side and the other hand reached down and pulled her leg around his body, pressing him closer. His body sunk deeper against her. Her hands wrapped around his neck and head, pulling him closer. From their closeness, she felt his cock press against her inner thigh. She angled her hips and thrust upward so--
"Mummy?! Mummy?!"
Kara squeaked and jumped startled, slamming her head into the bottom of the mirror cabinet.
"Shit!"
"Mummy!"
Kara groaned and rubbed her head when she reached out to unlock the door. "Mummy, are you alright? Why are you taking so long? When are we going? Is dad coming?"
Kara grimaced and reached for a towel. She whipped her face while her scalp throbbed painfully. "Sorry honey. What did you say?"
"I said are you alright? Why are you taking so long? When are we going? Is dad coming?"
"Eh...I don’t know honey. What did you want?"
"Aunty Aya is asking for you."
"Oh...did she say why?"
"No but she’s saying very bad things, mummy. The s-word and the f-word. Why is that mummy? I thought bad things happen to you if you say the f-word and s-word..."
"Bad things will happen if you do, Yuki."
Yuki looked at her mother and furrowed confused. Kara smiled down at her before hanging up the towel and walked out of the bathroom.
"Mummy, when are we leaving? I want to go soon!"
"Are you that excited seeing Jakotsu today?"
"I am! I am! Do you think my dress will pretty, mum?"
"I think so. I know Jay took his time to make it especially for you." Kara squeezed Yuki’s hand when they reached the bottom of the staircase. They turned at the banister and had only taken two steps when they heard Ayame yell from the kitchen.
"Fuck! Where did I put that damn paper?"
Yuki stopped and looked towards her mother. "Mum, she said the f-word again...is something bad going to happen to aunty Aya?"
"No, Yuki," Kara glanced towards the kitchen then back at her daughter, "Why don’t you head into the living room and watch some TV before we leave? I will go and see what’s up with Aunty Aya, alright?"
Yuki nodded then skipped happily her way to the living room, humming loudly on a made-up song. Kara watched her go and shook her head with a smile. She was amazed that Yuki was still energized since she woke early in the morning but than again Kara wasn’t that surprised. The reason Yuki went to bed early last night was because Kouga had kept his promise and provided Yuki with lots of ice cream and over night her body had broken down the sugar and turned her into a hyperactive five-year old.
Kara smiled to herself and headed towards the kitchen where she found Ayame fuming. "Problems?"
"Nothing is working!" Ayame shrieked and whirled around when Kara entered the kitchen. "I just received a phone call from one of the hotels I booked months ago and they told me they are overbooked!"
"What?"
"Can you believe this shit? I already paid in advanced so we wouldn’t lose the rooms and now they are saying the payment is invalid! And that they have already given away the rooms - my rooms!"
"Oh, Ayame...there has to be way we can fix it. I mean there is still time, right? The wedding is in what? Four weeks-"
"-In three weeks, Kara!" Ayame exclaimed hysterically and pulled her hair. "That’s like twenty days or something!"
Ayame’s shoulders shook and hunched when she sobbed and her hands went to her face. Kara quickly went to her side and pulled her into a hug. Ayame buried her face in Kara’s neck and cried. Kara led her to a chair and sat her down. "Shhh Ayame, don’t cry now. I’m sure we can fix it. We will figure this out."
"I-I-It’s just that...it’s just that I," She sobbed and sniffed, "I just want everything to be perfect, you know? It’s my flippin wedding, for fuck’s sake! I-I-I have planned this for months! I have booked, paid in months advanced so these kinds of problems would be avoided! And now... and now!" Ayame shook her head and covered her face with one hand.
Kara crouched beside Ayame and began rubbing her back. "Well...you wanted a winter wedding so..." Kara chuckled cautiously, hoping to calm Ayame.
Ayame snort-hiccupped and shook her head once more. She sat up and puffed. "You are right," She wiped her eyes and sighed, letting loose her stress and frustration, "If I don’t fix this, I will never hear the end of it. I can already hear him. ‘I told you we could wait, onna but nooo you wanted a fucking winter wedding! What’s so special about that? It will be cold and wet and my balls will probably freeze off before you come down the aisle!" Ayame grumbled, imitating Kouga.
Kara laughed and Ayame joined her shortly after, tension leaving the room. Kara reached up and brushed her thumbs over Ayame’s wet cheeks. Ayame blushed and smiled. "I might as well get started," She sighed and turned in her seat. The kitchen table was filled with stacks of folders and loose papers. Ayame began shifting papers and folders around, a deep furrow on her face. "Kara, what time is it?"
Kara looked behind her and her heart pounded against her chest as if it would explode.
The time read 11:42
Less than twenty before Sesshoumaru held the press conference.
Ayame glanced at Kara when she didn’t answer and then glanced at the time and groaned. "Shit, we need to get going. What’s taking her so long?"
Kara’s head whirled around when her brain registered Ayame had spoken. "What?"
Ayame looked up from the paper she was reading and raised an eyebrow when she saw Kara’s dumbfounded face. "I said what’s taking her so long? We need to leave soon."
"Who’s ‘her’?"
"Mummy! Mummy! Dad’s on TV!" Yuki yelled, rushing into the kitchen.
"What?!"
"Dad?" Ayame stared at Yuki and blinked. She got up, pushing back the chair when Kara reacted and grabbed her arm.
"No! Don’t go!"
"Eh?"
"Hurry mummy and aunty Aya. He might be gone soon!" Yuki urged Kara and Ayame and left the kitchen in a hurry.
"Let’s go see what that is about."
"No Ayame, forget about it. It’s probably nothing."
"It seemed important to Yuki..." Ayame furrowed and pulled her arm away from Kara.
For some reason a nervous flutter filled Ayame’s stomach when she saw the panicked look in Kara’s eyes.
"Kara...what’s-"
"-MUMMY! AUNTY AYA, HE IS STILL ON!"
Ayame turned away from Kara when Yuki yelled and headed out of the kitchen. She was curious to see whom Yuki was referring to as her dad and failed to notice Kara go pale in the face.
"Ayame!" Kara called out to stop Ayame but Ayame didn’t and few seconds later she entered the living room.
Yuki was sitting in front of the TV bouncing, clapping and smiling happily while she stared bright-eyed at the TV-screen. Ayame followed her gaze and her eyebrows shot up when she saw Sesshoumaru’s face on the wide-screen.
“…Since Kikyou Higurashi was a model for Akakumo, our lawyers are looking closely at the paperwork but if everything goes well then by next week Sayuri deSign will gain a member, Kikyou Higurashi and she will be our spokesperson for our winter collection."
Ayame stared stunned at the TV-screen as the audience there applauded. That was a surprise. Kouga hadn’t told her anything but that was good news. Ayame grew up liking Kikyou and was shocked when she heard Kikyou was a drug user.
"Ayame! There is something I-I need to tell you,"
"A-alright..."
"Ayame. Look at me."
Ayame barely could tear her eyes from Sesshoumaru and threw Kara a quick glance before returning her gaze to him.
“-And lastly…concerns Takara Evans Nakano.-"
Ayame blinked then looked towards Kara blinking. She was staring wide-eyed at the TV-screen. Ayame furrowed when she saw the pure terror on Kara’s face. "Kara, what’s wrong?"
"Mummy, that’s you!" Yuki giggled and clapped her hands happily.
"Kara, what’s going on?"
"...I...I...-"
"-Two days ago a picture of Miss Nakano with a girl began spreading and I’m here to tell you,-"
For some reason everything seemed to slowed down. Ayame could see Kara talking to her, her eyes pleading and filled with regret but her voice sounded like a low hum in the background when her head turned slowly towards the TV and Ayame felt how Sesshoumaru drew all her attention to him.
"Ayame. I don’t know why I didn’t tell you but Yuki is...Sesshoumaru is-"
"-Her name is Yukiyuri and she is Takara’s and my daughter."
Thud
Thud, Thud
Thud
Ayame’s hand went to her mouth. She stumbled back, shocked. Her apple-green eyes widened and stared at Sesshoumaru’s blank face, unblinking. She hadn’t noticed that she had held onto her breath and let it loose, croaking and snorting.
"Ayame..."
Ayame looked up, still shocked and disbelieving. ‘Surely Kara wouldn’t have kept…’
But the answer was writing all over Kara’s face. One look was enough to tell.
"This is our daughter’s first time in Japan and we wish for it be as joyful as possible. Therefore we ask of you to respect our privacy and leave us alone. Thank you. That’s all."
With that, Sesshoumaru walked off the stage.
"No! Daddy?" Yuki called out and jumped up, pressing her hands onto the TV-screen.
Ayame glanced at Yuki and squeezed her eyes shut. How could she been so stupid?
"I should have known...you two have always been close but this..." She sighed, opening her eyes and stared at Yuki.
Kara swallowed and nodded. Why, she didn’t know.
"Yuki?" Yuki reluctantly turned away from the TV and looked at her mother, "Could you please go upstairs and wait? I and aunty Aya need to talk."
Yuki frowned and shook her head. She didn’t want to leave. Her dad was on TV!
She turned back to the TV and Sesshoumaru was gone and instead there was some rapid speaking Japanese reporter. "Where’s dad?"
"He is done talking. Yuki, go upstairs and play. I will come and get you when we are done, alright?"
Sullenly Yuki got up and left the living room. Ayame and Kara stared at each other and listened to Yuki climb the stairs, her stomping a clear sign that she was angry.
A door closed upstairs and the living room fell into a tension silence. Nothing was said. In the background the shocked and highly-excited reporter kept going on and on about the press conference and Sesshoumaru’s disclosures.
Kara felt the words she wanted to say tickle at the back of her throat. They wanted to jump out and tell Ayame how sorry she was for not telling her but they were stuck. Kara always thought telling Sesshoumaru about Yuki was going to be hard and painful but seeing the hurt and shocked look in Ayame’s eyes, this hurt more.
"Ayame, I’m so so sorry for not telling you."
"...why didn’t you?"
"I couldn’t-"
"-What do you mean you couldn’t?!" Ayame lashed out then looked stunned at her sudden outburst.
Kara could see the tears well in Ayame’s eyes. She stepped forward, her hand reaching out when Ayame stepped back.
Kara froze, her hand in mid-air and swallowed thickly, a lump forming in her throat. "...A-a-ayame, I was going to tell you...I never meant for you to find out like this but I had to tell Sesshoumaru first."
"What?" Ayame’s mouth dropped and she shook her head. "What are you saying? Sesshoumaru didn’t know about Yuki?"
"No," Kara croaked and exhaled a shaky breath. "He didn’t...not until recently."
Kara had to pause and draw another breath. Her voice was shaking, barely holding. "I-I-it just happened, Ayame. It wasn’t planned...I went to his place and one thing lead..."
"No...no, No! Stop right there!" Ayame yelled, "You are not making any sense! What are you trying to say? First Sesshoumaru’s is Yuki’s father but didn’t know about it?! And if I count this right, this happened when you were still with Inuyasha, did you cheat on him?! Why? I thought you two loved each other, Kara!"
"He cheated on me!"
Ayame’s mouth clammed shut. Kara wrapped her arms around her and gritted her teeth before continuing saying. "I didn’t cheat on Inuyasha...he cheated on me..."
"What? With who?" Ayame wondered when the doorbell rang.
Kara looked over her shoulder and blinked. She quickly wiped her face in case any tears had made their way down her face. "I’ll get it." She muttered and Ayame nodded mindlessly, her mind working overdrive as she processed what Kara had told her...
...Inuyasha had cheated on her...
...but with who?...
...there was something...something at back of Ayame’s mind, nagging...
...who did Inuyasha cheat Kara with?...
...who?...
...then Ayame remembered...
...Remembered what she had seen at this party five years ago and suddenly the answer to her question hit her.
"...Kara...no..." Ayame whispered and looked up, realizing who was at the door. "Shit! Kara, don’t open the door!"
But it was already too late because Kara was staring dead in the face at the one person she didn’t expect to see.
Kagome.
dun dun dunnn...
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