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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.
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Kara moaned and stretched out like a pleased cat. She was alone. Sesshoumaru left an hour ago but she could still feel him. Taste him in her mouth. Feel him on her skin. Her body ached in the right places and in places she didn’t know was possible for it to ache.
Kara giggled and rolled in the bed. She felt giddy and revived. She and Sesshoumaru had been tangled way into the early hours and didn’t stop until he had to go. Just thinking about last night caused Kara to blush. Sesshoumaru had been insatiable. It was as if he couldn’t get enough. Whenever she was done, her body suffering another earth-shattering climax leaving her feeling boneless, he would wait and watch her patiently before he pounced and had her again.
Not that Kara complained.
Kara turned her head and looked out the windows. Even though the last night or early morning, depending on how you saw it, had been incredible - nothing had been solved.
Sure they talked some but what happened now? How were they supposed to move forward? Did Sesshoumaru want to play an active role in Yuki’s life or was he satisfied with seeing her during holidays?
After all Kara couldn’t imagine Sesshoumaru moving to Italy.
And what did this mean for Yuki? Her baby loved her father. Even before knowing him she loved him and Kara knew separating Yuki from Sesshoumaru would break her heart.
And mine.
"Shit! You screwed up Kara. Screwed up real good." Kara cursed and ran her hands over her face when the alarm on her phone rang.
With a groan Kara reached for her phone on the bedside table and switched off the alarm. Ayame and Yuki were arriving in forty minutes. Today was going to be a busy day. On her part and on Sesshoumaru’s part. Kara bit her lip. Should she call him sometime during the day and hear how he was doing? Would that be too much?
Too personal?
"Whatever! Nothing will be done if I stay in bed." With a moan Kara got out of the bed and headed for the bathroom. She needed to take a hot shower and the issues with Sesshoumaru would just have to be dealt with later.

"Snap! Snap! Snap! Shot! Shot! Shot! And that’s a wrap, people!" The quirky photographer Manten exclaimed and the room broke out in loud applauses.
Sesshoumaru straightened himself and stepped back from the mirror he was posing in front of. A female assistant with bright-pink hair ran up to him and handed a bottle of water over. Sesshoumaru took the bottle and nodded his thanks. The female assistant’s eyes bulged while her neck and face turned pink, the colour matching her hair before she ran off, giggling somewhat hysterically.
Sesshoumaru watched her go and shook his head. "That was great, Sesshoumaru-sama! The shots were hot! You were hot! The model was hot! Yes, everything was hot!!!"
"As expected Manten," Sesshoumaru opened the bottle of water, gulping down a few swigs and then screwed the cap on. "I want the pictures done and ready by the end of the day."
"Of course! Of course! Let me go and see how the shoots came out and then I will get back to you!" Manten giggled, excited and giddy. He couldn’t wait to show Sesshoumaru how the pictures came out and stepped away, bowing.
Seeing how Manten’s head was down and his backside up, he didn’t see Kouga approaching and nearly backed into him. Kouga moved quickly out of the way before the man’s backside bumped into his crotch. "Kami! Where the hell did you find him?"
"Miroku recommenced him."
"How is Miroku?"
"Better." Sesshoumaru answered and walked away from the photo shoot.
Kouga fell into his steps. "Good. Man that was weird, huh? Who knew that the pervert was deadly allergic to bees," Kouga whistled. "He was luck help got to him quickly."
"Yes, he was."
The pair walked up to a table where different kinds of bentos had been placed out. Sesshoumaru saw the bento with his name on it and took it, along with an apple from a fruit basket. Kouga got his bento and together they walked over to a table where they would wait for Manten until he was done and ready to show them a preview of the pictures.
Sesshoumaru opened his bento. His stomach clenched when his eyes feasted on the grilled salmon with teriyaki sauce. He hadn’t eaten anything today. There hadn’t been any time when he left Kara this morning.
Naked and writhing in his bed.
"So I take it you and Kara had a pleased evening last night. "
"It was good enough."
"Good enough?!" Kouga barked in laughter, causing few heads to turn in their direction and stare at them curiously. "Dude, you should have seen yourself when you first arrived. Your normally smooth hair looked as if it had been electrified and your attire was a mess."
"I looked perfectly fine."
"Hn, keep telling yourself that." Kouga chuckled and took few bites of his lunch. "So you and Kara, huh..."
"What about us..."
"Well I guess you two are dating. A couple or something. I mean you guys plan to raise Yuki together, right? That’s what you decided over dinner. The sex was just an extra pleasurable bonus."
"I and Kara are not together."
Kouga paused in his bite. "Wait...what? What do you mean you and Kara are not together?!" Kouga instantly quiet down when he noticed people stared at him again. He shot them a scowl before leaning closer. "You guys did sleep together, right?"
"I don’t wish to discuss my sex life."
"I take it has a yes," Kouga rolled his eyes to the ceiling. "But you guys are more than that, right? I mean you have Yuki to consider."
"We talked."
"And decided what?"
Sesshoumaru didn’t answer at first because there was no answer. He and Kara hadn’t decided anything. They had dinner, talked, argued and then ended up having sex. Nothing was resolved. No important decision taken.
"Oh shit, Sesshoumaru!" Kouga groaned, tilting his head back with a heave sigh and ran his hands over his face. "Please don’t tell me you two fucked without deciding anything?!"
"The matter wasn’t brought up."
"The matter wasn’t brought up?!" Kouga exclaimed and snapped his blue gaze at him. He glared at Sesshoumaru and Sesshoumaru glared back. "Fuck Sesshoumaru! The whole idea behind the dinner was to decide Yuki’s future and yours and Kara’s."
"I’m fully aware of that, Kouga."
"Are you? Because it looks to me that you decide to deal with your blue ball problem before deciding anything," Kouga sucked air through his teeth and shook his head. "I don’t know if Kara has told you this but she has return tickets. She and Yuki are going back to Italy after the wedding."
"I won’t allow that."
"I know that and that’s why you and Kara need to sit down and talk. What are you going to do?"
"I won’t allow Kara to leave with Yuki."
"So you plan to fight for custody?" Sesshoumaru looked up from his bento with raised eyebrows. "Well that’s the only option you have if you want Yuki to stay without getting involved with Kara. What else did you expect?"
Sesshoumaru looked away and moved his lunch around. "I don’t know." He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. He really didn’t know. He hadn’t even thought about it at all. All he wanted last night was to rip Kara’s dress off and fuck her.
And that’s what he did.
But Kouga was right. He and Kara really needed to discuss this issue. What are they planning to do with Yuki?
Sesshoumaru wasn’t entirely sure about how he felt about her. Yuki scared him as much as she intrigued him. Spending the afternoon with her yesterday had been an experience and Sesshoumaru found himself looking forward to see Yuki again.
But were did that leave him and Kara?
"Sesshoumaru," Kouga spoke up, pulling Sesshoumaru out of his musing. He looked up. Kouga’s deep blue eyes stared seriously and unwaveringly when they met his golden gaze head on. "Do you love Kara?"
Before he could stop himself an emotion flashed over his face. Kouga saw it before Sesshoumaru could hide it. "Well?" He urged him on when Sesshoumaru’s eyes flipped over his shoulder. Kouga looked behind him and saw that Manten was approaching them. He turned away and sighed. "I guess lunch is over."
"It appears so." Sesshoumaru began gathering his things. His bento was still full. He would have to eat later. Which was okay. Sesshoumaru doubted his stomach could handle anything. Judging by the tight knot there.
"Sesshoumaru, you can still answer me. It’s a simple yes or no."
"Not here."
"So will we talk later?"
"Yes." As soon Sesshoumaru heard the words he didn’t know what he had answered to.
Yes, he will talk to Kouga later.
Or yes, perhaps he loved Kara.

"So is everything there?"
"Yup. The hotel and flower receipts. The marriage license. The menu for the reception and the time schedule for the wedding day even the guest list. Everything is here." Kara looked up, meeting Ayame’s gaze in the review mirror. She looked away and placed the papers back in a plastic folder and snapped the locker shut. She tucked the folder inside her bag and leaned back in her seat, sighing tiredly. Ever since this morning she and Ayame had been running errands, finishing the last in fore the wedding.
Kara could believe it was only five days away.
"What a day."
"You could say that again."
"Do you think Jakotsu will ever forgive me? He was so pissed today."
Kara couldn’t blame him. Jakotsu would have to redo Kagome’s bridesmaid dress so it fitted Yura. The problem was Yura had a different body type. She was curvier, wider around the hips and chest. Yeah, Jakotsu was not happy about the change and expressed his feelings loudly when they showed up at his bridal shop. "He will get over it once he sees your brother Shippo in his tuxedo."
"Yeah, you are probably right."
"Oh, you know I am."
"And I’m guessing you can’t wait to see Sesshoumaru in his tuxedo, huh?" Ayame laughed and Kara looked away, blushing.
Even though Ayame and Kara hadn’t gotten the chance to talk about last night in full details, Ayame was no fool and spent the whole day teasing Kara. Claiming she was walking with a limp. "Yeah...I know he will look good."
"I bet he will."
Ayame chuckled and turned onto her street. As she approached her home and she saw reporters were waiting them. "What the..."
"How the hell did they find us?"
"Shit!" Ayame gritted her teeth and hit the brakes when the reporters noticed them and rushed to the car. They quickly surrounded red Mini Copper and began snapping pictures. Yuki was asleep in her seat next to Kara when the reporters’ knocking and banging on the windows woke her.
"Mummy..."
Kara turned her head and saw Yuki was waking up. She blinked and rubbed her eyes before looking up and stared at the reporters with a confused face. "What’s going on?"
"It’s okay baby. Just keep your head down, alright?"
"Okay, we are nearing the garage so be ready to make a run for it."
Kara felt her heart sink. The garage was separated from the main house so they would have to cross the front lawn. The space between the front lawn and the gates where the reporters were posted was barely three metres and it was wide open. Giving the reporters the perfect opportunity to snap shots and hound them until they got inside.
"Okay, let’s go." Ayame turned off the car and got out. She opened the door on Yuki’s side and got her out. "Keep your head down until we get inside, alright Yuki?"
"Okay, aunty Aya." She yawned and placed her head on Ayame’s shoulder.
"Look this way, Miss Nakano!" "Yukiyuri-hime, look into the camera!" "Where have you ladies been? Getting ready for the wedding?" "Miss Nakano, are you and Sesshoumaru Taishou already married?" "Look this way, ladies!" "Miss Adachi, the dress Jakotsu Ishiyama is making, how does it look? Are you happy with the dress?"
The questions kept coming, one by one, and all the time Yuki kept her head down. Kara opened the front door and Ayame entered in first, followed shortly by Kara who shut and locked the door. "Shit! I knew this was going to happen! How did they find us?"
"Probably some neighbour tipped them off. Hoping to earn few yens."
"I’m so sorry Ayame. I never wanted this to happen."
Ayame took off her shoes and turned towards her with a warm smile. "I know that Kara. You don’t have to apologize."
"Yes, I do. If I had gone to a hotel instead of coming here they wouldn’t be here causing you guys problems," Kara sighed and slumped heavily against the door. "I shouldn’t have come."
Ayame shifted Yuki in her arms before walking up to Kara and placed a hand on her arm. "Don’t ever say that. I invited you here because I wanted you here. Never think otherwise, alright?" Kara nodded without saying a word. Already guilt was killing her. She knew the reporters wouldn’t go away unless she did. "Let me take Yuki upstairs while you make some tea."
"Alright." Kara kissed Yuki’s forehead and watched Ayame go.
She heard Ayame take the stairs while she took off her coat and shoes. She hung her coat, put her shoes nicely away and then picked up her bag. She opened it and roamed around looking for her chapstick when the doorbell rang. Kara jumped startled, her heart leaping to her throat. Reporters weren’t allowed to trespass on private property but then again reporters were a cheeky bunch.
The doorbell rang again and Kara glared at the figure standing on the other side of the door. Whoever it was had broad shoulders and was tall in height. Come to think about it, didn’t the person remind her of somebody...
"Takara or Ayame, open the door!" A well-known voice boomed.
Kara laughed happily and quickly opened the door, flinging herself at the man. "Dad!" She yelled, hugging him tightly.
Touga Taishou didn’t hug back.
Kara stiffened with her arms wrapped around him. An awkward silence fell over them when he didn’t greet her.
Kara dropped her arms and stepped back. She backed into the house with her eyes on the floor. She could see him step inside and heard Touga shut the door. "Takara,"
Kara squeezed her eyes shut. He used her full name. He was still mad. "Look at me."
Kara’s stomach tied knots. She wrung her hands and felt her palms were already sweaty. She hesitated to look up when Touga grabbed her chin and tilted her face up. What she saw caused her eyes to stretch. The cold and hard expression on Touga’s face sent chilling chills down her spine.
Touga removed his hand from her face and stared down at her.
"Dad..."
"Takara."
The same awkward silence fell over them again, tension mounting up between them. Kara licked her lips and looked away. She had never felt this awkward around her father before. "Ehh let me start some tea. Ayame and I planned to have some before you came but I’m sure Ayame won’t mind if you joined us."
"I don’t plan to stay very long."
"Oh..." Kara rubbed her arms and nodded dumbly. More silence settled between them. Something had changed. Kara couldn’t name what quite yet.
"I’m sorry!"
"Takara," Touga sighed heavily.
"I know, I know. Just...just give me a chance to explain!"
"Explain what, Takara? You lied to me."
"I never meant to do that. I never meant to hurt you, Dad. I love you."
Touga turned away and rubbed his face. "I didn’t come to talk about that. I don’t want to hear your excuses."
"Then why are you here? To see Yuki?"
"No," He sighed heavily again and reached inside his jacket. He pulled out a white envelope and handed it over.
Kara took it and opened it. Her mouth and eyes widened when she saw money and there was lots of it. She stuttered and flipped her eyes between the money and Touga. A tear flowed over and slid down her cheek. "What’s this, Dad? W-w-why are you giving me money?"
"I want you to leave."
The words hit her so hard and sudden that Kara literally blacked out. Her jaw dropped. Her heart stopped. She stood frozen stiff and stared at Touga when her brain started over and began functioning again. "Y-y-you want what?"
"I want you and your daughter to leave Japan before you make matters worse."
"Why?!" Kara cried and threw the envelope at him. Touga didn’t flinch and let it fall. The money bills inside fell out and swayed in the air before they landed on the floor. Touga stared at her like she was a complete stranger. Not the little girl he once took in and raised as his own. "I know you are angry b-b-but if you gave me the chance to explain you would understand!"
"There is nothing for you to explain. Do you have any idea what shame you have brought over the Taishou’s name? Huh? Do you?!"
"Dad-"
"-I don’t want to hear it!"
"Please, let me explain!"
"Do you know I haven’t slept in two days? I can’t. My head keeps spinning as I try to understand why you and Izayoi, the two people that meant everything to me, felt the need to lie and keep me in the dark all this years!"
"Dad!"
"Was it something I did? Something I said that made you a liar and turned my wife on me?!"
"No! Mum wanted to tell you everything but I stopped her. I was afraid. Afraid what you would think of me. How you would look at me after you knew the baby I carried wasn’t Yasha’s but Sesshoumaru’s. I couldn’t stand the thought of losing you!" Kara cried. Now the tears were flowing. There was no point stopping them. They wouldn’t had even if she tried.
Touga stepped back, shaking his head. It was as if he aged right before her eyes. His face was grey and marred with worried lines. He looked so confused and hurt that it broke Kara’s heart. Kara sobbed and sniffed as she stepped towards him. Yearning to pull him into her arms when Touga’s eyes narrowed, stopping her dead in her tracks. His stare reminded Kara so much of the stare Sesshoumaru gave her last night when she was pressed up against the wardrobe.
Kara felt her cheeks burn when memories of their tangled naked bodies popped up in her head. She looked away before Touga saw the shame on her face.
To think about last night. Now of all places.
Kara felt disgusted by herself.
"This why I didn’t want to tell you. I knew you would react like this."
This caused Touga to go very still. His topaz eyes hardened and burned. "Don’t you dare," His voice shook. "Don’t you dare blame this on me."
"I don’t blame you, Dad. I love you and wanted to spare you!"
"Spare me of what? The hurt? The humiliation?! So far you have failed, Takara!"
"Dad, please listen. I-I-I can’t lose you."
"It is too late Takara. I can’t look at you and not feel the hurt your lies have caused. Then I remember Izayoi lied to me too. You and my wife," Touga’s voice broke. He roughly cleared his throat and looked away, blinking. He was doing his hardest not to cry. "I could only think of one reason. Why you would lie and hurt me like this."
"Please Dad. Don’t talk like that."
"You hate me, don’t you?"
"What? No! I don’t hate you!"
"You hate me because I killed your parents."
Kara sharply inhaled the air when her heart slammed into her ribcage. "I-I," She shook her head. "That was an accident. I never blamed you for it. Is that what you think?"
"I can’t trust you or Izayoi," Touga muttered and dropped his head in his hand. His shoulders dropped. He sounded so old and tired. "Why Hime? I don’t understand...you and Sesshoumaru, I never knew. I never thought..."
"I love him." Kara answered, the words shocking them both. Touga looked up. His shocked face matched Kara’s feelings. Kara took a moment and went over the words in her head and nodded. They were true. After have said and heard the words Kara knew it was so. She loved Sesshoumaru.
A weight of some kind lifted off her shoulders and Kara felt lighter.
"You love him..."
"I do. I love him. I love Sesshoumaru. I," Kara wet her lips and wiped her cheek just as the home phone rang. Kara sniffed and threw her father an apologetic glance and then turned to go and answer when she saw Ayame pressed against the wall, standing on her tippytoes.
"Oh! You caught me," She laughed nervously and rubbed her neck. "Just ignore me and carry on." Ayame quickly disappeared into the kitchen and answered the phone.
Kara turned away when she heard her greeting. Kara sighed and looked up. Touga wore such a sad look on his face. He was torn between his deep love for her and the deep hurt she caused. "Dad, come and see Yuki at least. She is asleep so you don’t have to worry about talking to her. Just...just come with me and see her. She is dying to meet you. Her grandfather. Her sofu."
Touga gasped and then shook his head as he looked away. "No."
"Please," Kara sobbed and angrily wiped her tears away. She felt and sounded like a child. "Just see her. Just for a second, Dad."
"I...I,"
"Yuki is your granddaughter!"
"What the fuck?!" Touga and Kara suddenly heard Ayame yell from the kitchen. Kara looked in her direction and saw Ayame was pacing and arguing with the person on the phone.
She looked away and drew in a shaky breath. "I named her Yukiyuri." This caused Touga to cut his gaze to Kara. Kara nodded and stepped towards him. "Yes after Sayuri, Sesshoumaru’s mother. I thought it was the least I could do for him...for you."
"It doesn’t matter." Kara heard Touga say but saw the conflict in his eyes. He still loved her but he was hurting and that was her fault when Touga closed his eyes, shutting her out. "I don’t know you," He began saying in a tone that sounded foreign and strange in Kara’s ears. "You aren’t my daughter anymore. You aren’t allowed to set a foot inside the Taishou residence ever again. If you ever try to contact Izayoi, I will threw her out and divorce her. Maybe there is still a chance for our marriage to work out but I doubt it, seeing how it has been stained with lies!" Touga turned abruptly away and headed for the front door.
"Daddy, please!" Kara threw herself at him but Touga threw her off. Kara stumbled back. She looked up and saw the angry hurtful look in his eyes. His pain tore Kara’s heart apart.
"H-h-how dare you do this?! She has nothing to do with this......no, you don’t have the right. She isn’t yours! As a matter fact if you go ahead and try something I will nail your lying cheating ass, you hear me?.......no, no, it will be a cold day in hell before I let you near her!........no, I won’t let you talk to her!"
Ayame’s yells from the kitchen were getting louder. Whoever she was talking to was serisouly pissing her off!
Kara would have gone to her but Touga was already at the front door when Kara got a grip of herself. "No! You promised! You promised you would never leave me!"
Touga paused in his motion. Kara held her breath. Her heart hammered in her chest. This was it, wasn’t it?
The moment everything would change.
The moment it will change for the better. Dad will never leave me!
But whatever hope Kara had quickly crushed when Touga shook his head and left. The door slammed and the sounded popped in her ears. Kara wasn’t sure how long she told there. Shell-shocked and stared at the door when Ayame appeared behind her.
"Kara,"
"He," Kara covered her mouth when a shock-filled sobbed escaped her mouth. She blinked away the rapid welling tears. "He left. He p-p-promised. He promised he would never leave me. I didn’t even get the chance to explain!"
"Then I’m sorry for being the bearer of more bad news."
Ayame sighed and placed a hand on her back. Kara sniffed and wiped her nose. She inhaled shaky breaths and ran a hand through her hair to calm down before she looked up and saw Ayame’s face. Her cheeks were flushed red. Her green eyes were hard and shone icily green. "What is it, Ayame? Who was it on the phone? That was this is about, isn’t it?"
"It was Inuyasha, Kara. He wants to do a paternity test and he wants it done tomorrow."

A/N:
Take care and Happy New Year!
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