Fanning The Flames | By : Wenderric Category: InuYasha > General Views: 1363 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Okay, so to explain this chapter, this story changes off two
main characters. Yeah. So this chapter is being told from the POV of the other
main character. You’d probably be able to figure that out pretty soon because
otherwise you’re going to be sitting there going, “Um…Jade…did you start
writing another story?”
Disclaimer: I don’t own Inuyasha.
Warnings: Sexual themes. Angst.
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Fanning the Flames
Chapter Two
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It was
probably the worst hangover of my entire life. I wasn’t a big drinker,
actually, I rarely drank. Inuyasha was the drinker in the group. Or maybe
Kouga. They tried to have a drinking contest once when we were all eighteen but
they passed out together before they could finish. Kagome said it was better it
happened that way.
I wasn’t a
very large woman either so I always knew I wouldn’t be a very alcohol tolerant
person. But Inuyasha said we should go to a party last night. It was his way of
trying to cheer me up. He’s not very big on emotions and can be sort of a dick
but Inuyasha was a good friend. Kouga had told me I was so much better then
that loser, Kagome had sympathized and brought me candy, and Inuyasha had
offered to kick the guy’s ass and then suggested drinking.
Inuyasha’s
solution to everything usually involved either kicking someone’s ass or
drinking. Unfortunately, neither of these applied to Kagome whom he was
desperately in love with, even though neither one of them would ever admit it.
I was so
pissed. My boyfriend had been cheating on me. I felt stupid at the same time.
How did I not notice something like that? Wasn’t it freaking obvious? And it
was, now of course. Funny how easily you can see when your eyes aren’t clouded
with love and affection.
Apparently
I wasn’t giving enough. Apparently I was always too busy for him.
Apparently
he’s an asshole.
My mother
died. About two months ago and now me, my dad, and Kohaku had to deal with the
aftermath. Car crash. Drunkeiveriver.
She had
gone out for Rocky Road
ice-cream, Kohaku’s favorite. She wanted to reward him for acing a math test,
which was a rare occurrence. It was one of those deaths that you hear about in
those “Don’t drink dri drive” lectures you get in high school. They identified
her by her teeth as there was no other way to tell if it had even been human,
let alone my mother.
I didn’t
live at home but I did for a week afterward. I have an apartment by myself even
though Kagome has suggested we move in together. I think I’m waiting for when
Kohaku gets out of high school and then he can live with me. My dad has been
really strict since my mother’s death.
So I went
drinking last night because I was mad at the world. I don’t know how much I
drank. Really freaking sensitive of me to do that. I can only thank whatever
higher powers to be that Kagome or whoever hadn’t tried to take me to ad’sad’s
place.
I do
remember what happened though.
I had sex
with someone.
Someone I didn’t
know, not using protection, at a party. The smartest thing I’ve probably ever
done in my life. Everything seems not to matter when you’re that drunk I guess.
Fuck my dignity, fuck my self-respect.
Rolling out
of bed and clutching at my head, I went into my small bathroom, only to catch
my reflection in the mirror.
Dark pink
eyes, long dark lashes, black hair, and fair skin. Of course, I was
bleary-eyed, my head hurt, and I had purple rings under my eyes. No more late
shifts for me at the IHOP. That was a lie; I’d be down there today if my
calculations were correct. Probably during the 8 to 3 shift. And I don’t mean
eight in the morning. That gave me about four hours of sleep before I had to go
to class. Wonderful.
My stomach
hurt and felt completely rancid. I leaned over the toilet and threw up for
about half an hour. After which I felt weak and had to crawl back to bed. I
knew Kagome would be over later because she was the nurturing sort of friend
who was always looking after all of us.
Maybe
that’s why Inuyasha was in love with her, she was just so nice and stubbornly
there for people, sometimes whether they liked it or not. It’s probably why
Kouga was in love with her for awhile, back in the day. He had given it up
eventually when Kagome had finally confessed to him that she didn’t like him
that way. It had broken his heart and everything but it was for the best. Kouga
had at that time been a bit of an outsider and not really in the group but
after that, Kagome seemed to have adopted him, maybe out of pity or something.
He was cool enough though and was an easier male to talk to sometimes than
Inuyasha.
Kagome
showed up an hour later, coming in quietly, wondering if I was still asleep.
She didn’t knock on my door, not because she was being impolite, but simply
bee I e I told her she didn’t have to when I was home.
“Hiya Sango!” Kagome had coffee with her, which made me feel
better even though I was sure I was dying of some horrific cancer from the way
I felt. How could Kagome be so bouncy in the morning? Oh yeah, I forgot, she
hadn’t drunk herself slutty the night before. “I
brought you coffee and a bottle of aspirin, I wasn’t sure if you had any left
or not…”
“Thanks
Kagome.” I managed a weak smile as I took my aspirin and dutifully drank the
caramel mocha she had brought me. My favorite. I don’t know why it is, but I
liked coffee drinks but was not a straight coffee drinker. I could barely
stomach the taste but I loved mochas and macchiatos.
“So…do you
remember anything about last night?” Kagome asked me hesitantly. It was then
that I knew Kagome knew what had happened. She had come into the room while I
was getting dressed if I recalled correctly. It probably wasn’t hard for her to
put two and two together.
“Yeah.” I
decided not ie tie to her. Kagome was good at spotting lies anyways.
“What
happened at the party? I lost sight of you when I was trying to keep Inuyasha
out of fistfights.” Kagome had that ‘I know I’m a horrible friend for not
keeping track of you’ look on her face. She got this look whenever she had lost
sight of us at the parties for more then twenty minutes. I think it was because
she always wanted to make sure we were safe. I wanted to open my mouth and
protest by saying that I didn’t need supervision but then, I was the one who
had sex with a guy while I was drunk. So much for that argument.
“Well…I
don’t know…I started talking to this guy…” I recalled slowly for her. “And then
we ended up in one of the empty rooms. And then…we…had sex.”
“Oh boy.”
Kagome put a hand on my hand comfortingly, as though I had announced I was
dying. “Tell me you used protection Sango.”
“No.” I
felt ashamed admitting it. “I was d you you you know guys, if the girl doesn’t
insist then they don’t even bother…”
“It’s okay Sango.”
Kagome patted my hand a couple of times. “I’m sure nothing bad happened. But we
should probably making an appointment with the gynecologist just to double
check and make sure.”
< sty style='mso-tab-count:1'> pan>pan>“Yeah,
that’s a smart idea.” I agreed. I probably had AIDS now. Maybe I was being
melodramatic but I was hungover and not feeling proud
of myself in the least.
“Do you
want me to get you something to eat?” Kagome asked obviously eager to do something to take my mind of things. I
shook my head. I had a feeling if I ate anything it wasn’t going to stay down.
Kagome
spent a curious amoof tof time at my apartment which is only weird because
Kagome’s apartment is bigger and nicer than mine. I had rent to pay on IHOP
wages so you can only imagine the small little apartment I must own. We ended
up watching TV together on the couch I had gotten for free. You could tell it
was free because it was ugly and had to be covered with a sheet so I didn’t die
of shame when I saw it. Kagome’s apartment had nice furniture, another plus to
hanging out there instead of at my place. She had come from a wealthy family,
not rich like Inuyasha’s, but still pretty well off. Inuyasha’s family was
apparently incredibly wealthy and since his parents died, his older brother
Sesshomaru had ended up inheriting it but a trust fund had been set up for
Inuyasha. Plus, his stocks in the company. I thought it spoke very highly of
Inuyasha that he went to college even though technically he didn’t have to work
ever. It did piss me off slightly because I busted my ass bringing people forks
and fending off sexual advances at my job. Kouga was not wealthy at all.
Apparently he came from a huge family and so he had to earn everything at the
gas station he worked at. Kouga was actually a writer but since he had not
finished his first novel yet, he had yet to make any money at all.
We watched
Jeopardy, a regular past time for us. Sometimes we kept score, other times we
didn’t. This time we didn’t just because I’m sure Kagome could comprehend the
fact that the numbers would just go right through my head at the moment.
“You did
miss the shady coffee shop last night.” Kagome commented during a commercial
break. “Other then that though…I mean the rest of us went home. Well, Inuyasha
crashed on my couch.”
“Didn’t want
to go the whole two more blocks to his apartment complex?” I had to hide an
amused look. Inuyasha always found
excuse sta stay at Kagome’s place. Sleeping over on her couch and stuff. He
even did what I had dubbed ‘impromptu showers’. He would come over wihe
he
excuse that he had run out of shampoo, or something equally made up on the spur
of the moment and use Kagome’s shower. I think he just liked to use her shampoo
or something. I guess when you’re a prick who is in complete denial of your
feelings you have to find ways around it.
“I guess
not.” Kagome blushed. It was pretty easy to see that Kagome didn’t mind at all.
I rolled my eyes at her. Men were stupid. That was my motto for the day. I’d
probably drown my sorrows with my friends Ben and Jerry as soon as my stomach
felt better. I had never had much luck with men and it probably wasn’t going to
improve any time soon. “So, do you have work today?”
“Yeah, at
eight.” I sighed wearily. “Wanna take bets on whether or not I have an STD?”
“Come on,
Sango, cheer up.” Kagome hit my arm. “Worse things could have happened to you.
We’ll go to the gyno together and everything if you want.
Everything will be fine.”
And you
know what? I actually thought she was right.
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It wasn’t
until three weeks later that I did get to my appointment. Kagome was in the
waiting room as I went to see the doctor. I had been suffering from a freak stomach flu for the past three weeks. I say freak
stomach flu because I kept feeling horrible in the morning and then feeling
better by afternoon.
“Hello
Sango.” The doctor, a pretty woman in her forties, smiled at me. “How are we
feeling?”
“Not too
well, I think I have some weird virus.” I admitted.
“Virus?”
The doctor arched an eyebrow at me.
“Oh, yeah,
I keep feeling sick in the morning and throwing up.” I explained quickly. “It
usually clears up by the afternoon but then the next day it’s there again.”
“That
sounds like morning sickness.” The doctor said quite bluntly.
“Ah, no
that would be impossible…” I trailed off. What if I was pregnant? It was entirely possible when I thought of that party
three weeks ago. The doctor saw exp expression on my face and could probably
guess it wasn’t all that impossible.
They took
blood for a pregnancy test and I went on with my examination. I could tell from
the look on the doctor’s face that I was pregnant. She probably saw this all
the time.
I wanted to
cry and scream at the thought that I was pregnant. It was unfair. So completely
unfair. One night I didn’t use a condom. One freaking night! I guess I should
have been glad I didn’t have an STD or AIDS or something but at the same time I
knew that my life had just been changed.
The thought
of getting an abortion right after the doctor had confirmed I was pregnant
flitted through my mind. I wasn’t religious so it didn’t really bother me to
think about it but at the same time I knew I wouldn’t get one. For my
irresponsibility, I was going to be responsible for it. I’d face the
consequences. Not that getting an abortion is irresponsible by any means. I
don’t know, maybe it was my aversion to operations or something that stopped me
from making that decision. I could bring a kid into the world and would.
This is so strange.
One second I was Sango, over-worked
college student and waitress.
Next second I’m Sango, soon to be
mom.
Hon>How the hell do I explain to the kid
when it’s born who its father is?
Kagome was
sitting in her chair in the waiting room, looking completely normal and happy.
She was probably thinking only completely optimistic thoughts as she flipped
through a fashion magazine.
She turned
her head when she saw me approach and closed her magazine, smiling brightly. I
had to smile at her, even if it was more of an ironic sort of look.
“So, how
did it go?” Kagome didn’t seem to think there was anything with my smile.
“I’m
pregnant.” I answered and Kagome’s smile left and her eyes grew round.
“Are…are
you serious?” Kagome asked, obviously at a loss.
“I wish it was
a joke.” I felt miserable at that moment. I had not planned on being pregnant
any time soon. It was like my life goals and dreams were coming and shattering
around me. This was some bad after school special and any moment I would
realize that and everything would just go away.
At that
moment I did the only thing I could think of doing.
I cried on
Kagome’s shoulder as she stroked my hair and told met itt it would be okay.
How can it be?
How can anything be okay now?
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Poor Sango,
that sucks. I like how I’ll be surprised by how much stuff that happens sucks
when I’m the author. Oh well. Please review!
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