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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When Kara woke up that Thursday morning, she had no idea how drastic her life was going to change.
The day was already planned out. She and Yuki were going to meet Ayame at Jakotsu’s bridal shop, J’ X-quisite, for their first fitting around noon, then tag along Ayame on her many errands for the rest of the day. Or until Yuki’s patience ran out.
Simple enough, right?
Not in this world.
It all started with a little man Kara failed to notice following her and Yuki through Takashimaya Times Square, one of Tokyo's largest indoor shopping malls where Jakotsu’s store was located on the eighth floor. The whole place was buzzing with people. Christmas decorations had already been brought out of the storeroom, despite it was November. Kara led Yuki to an elevator, passing people carrying wrapped Christmas presents. They entered the elevator along with a family of four, a man with his wife and two sons.
"Look, mummy! It’s so pretty!" Yuki exclaimed, pressing her face onto the glass.
"Amazing, uh?"
Yuki looked over her shoulder and nodded eagerly. Kara smiled and took Yuki’s hand when they reached their floor. Looking around, Kara remembered the first time Izayoi had taken her there. It had been during the summer but the place was just as packed and overwhelming. They spent the whole day shopping and came home with aching feet, dragging tones of shopping bags.
The look on Touga Taishou’s face when he saw the pile of shopping bags was priceless!
Kara checked her watch and cursed. Shit! She was in for an earful when Ayame realised they were late.
Kara sighed and quickened her steps. Her mind was so wrapped up as she braced herself for the raging bride that she didn’t notice the little man with glasses snap pictures of her and Yuki.
Kara and Yuki finally arrived at the bridal shop and walked through the glass-made doors, getting instantly hit by the air conditioner.
"Hello and welcome to J’ X-quisite. How can I help you?"
"We're for a fitting. Ayame Adachi's bridal party."
"Ah, yes! Miss Adachi is already here and waiting for you. If you follow me, please."
Kara nodded and followed the very pretty male clerk. J’ X-quisite was owned by Bankotsu’s cousin and Kouga's childhood friend, Jakotsu Ishiyama. The dresses Ayame, the bridesmaids and Yuki were going to wear were all designed by him.
"Suck it in!"
"I’m doing that!"
"No, you aren’t. There are still things bulging out!"
"Fuck you, Jakotsu! Do you know how hard-"
"-Really, Ayame. With all the sex you have been getting lately, shouldn’t you be loosing a pound or two?"
"Really Jakotsu, this heel is inches from-"
"-Ayame! Jakotsu! Hey, guys! We’re here!" Kara cut in, sensing a (cat) fight about to happen.
Ayame’s and Jakotsu’s eyes flew her way, one happy to see her while the other didn’t look so...hm...
"Kara, darling. You’re here!"
"You’re late!" Ayame snapped, her leaf-green eyes flashing.
Kara sweatdropped and laughed nervously. "Sorry. I lost track of time-"
"-Lost track of time?! I told you to be here-"
"-Is Aunty Aya mad, mummy?" Yuki asked quietly, her big doe-like eyes flickering between the red-cheeked red-haired woman and Kara.
Kara shrugged and looked towards Ayame. Amusement filled Kara’s eyes when Ayame sent her a narrowed look before doing a three-hundred-sixty, going from shooting (deadly) daggers to a soft tender look in her eyes when she turned to Yuki.
"Of course not, sweetie! Did you have a nice day?"
Yuki nodded, a wide bright smile spreading onto her face.
"Kami, is this our flower girl?!" Jakotsu exclaimed giddily and squealed when Yuki peered at him shyly and hid behind Kara, "She’s perfect! Absolutely perfect, Kara! Can I have her?"
"No," Kara chuckled at Jakotsu's pout, "Yuki honey, say hello to Jakotsu. He is the one I was telling you about."
"Really?" Yuki’s face lit up and Jakotsu gave off another loud squeal, "Is he gonna make me a princess?"
"Hai! You are going to be the absolute princess when I’m done! Unlike a certain cow..."
"Teme, I’m standing right here..."
"Oookayyy. Yuki, why don’t you follow Jakotsu and try out the dresses?" Kara smiled nervously and pushed Yuki into Jakotsu’s way.
Yuki glanced at her before taking Jakotsu’s hand and followed him into the dressing rooms.
"Soo how have you been, Ayame?"
"Don’t give me that, Kara! Do you have any idea how worried I was?! You were supposed to be here one-thirty?!"
"In other words, two minutes ago..."
"Don’t change the subject!"
"Geez Aunty Aya, chill. What was I suppose to do?" Kara blinked innocently and sat down in a sofa, "Yuki wanted to check out a toy store so I let her. Was I supposed to say no?"
Ayame snorted. "Liar. It was probably the other way around. There wasn’t some cute guy working at the time, ne?"
"...And here I thought Kouga had loosened you up. Especially after last night..."
Kara grinned darkly when Ayame’s face and neck turned red.
"Kami! Did you hear us?!" Ayame cried and covered her face, "I’m so sorry Kara. We have been stressing a lot lately. You know, with the wedding and all? And Kouga just kept going on and on how I didn’t-"
"-Tell me about."
"He came onto to you?"
"The second I arrived."
A sudden silence fell over the room. The women stared hard and long into each other’s eyes.
Tension rose until the corner of their mouths began twitching and the second later, Kara and Ayame burst into laughter.
Completely unaware of the little man standing right outside the store...
"Bye," An airy kiss on the right cheek, "Talk to you soon, okay?" Another kiss on the left cheek.
Jakotsu pulled away from Ayame and nodded. "Okay...but I want all of you here on Monday so I can see the whole show." He said, giving Ayame a meaningful look.
Ayame looked away and tugged her sleeve. Kara didn’t notice the exchange of glances because her focus was on a man standing few meters away from them. She could have sworn she had seen him somewhere else before but couldn’t remember where...
And there was something...familiar with the way he was acting, the whole ‘balancing on his feet and looking their way occasionally’.
"Ayame," Kara spoke up, getting a bad feeling, "We should get going..."
"Yea, you’re right," Ayame glanced at her then turned back to Jakotsu, "Okay, J! Later!"
"Later! Bye Kara! Bye Yuki-hime, see you on Monday!" Yuki smiled and waved goodbye when they walked away.
Kara tugged Yuki’s hand to hurry her steps just as they were passing the strange man. Kara swallowed, getting a weird tightening feeling in her stomach the closer they got and kept her eyes on the floor when they passed, shoulder to shoulder.
"Hurry mummy!" Yuki startled her and the trio got into an empty elevator.
As they rode downwards, Kara looked back up to where the man had been standing, only to discover he was gone.
"Man, I’m hungry," Ayame groaned and placed a hand on her stomach when they stepped out of the elevator.
"Do you have to eat now? Can’t we do that later when we’re done with everything?"
"Aww but I’m staarviiing," Ayame whined, "Come on, Kara. It has been hours since you guys last ate so you have to be hungry too. Right, Yuki?"
Kara sighed and forced herself to relax. She just wanted to get out of the mall. She didn’t know why but she kept getting this feeling like something bad was about to happen.
Ayame stopped in her tracks when she noticed the furrow on Kara’s face.
"Is something wrong?"
"No, I just..." Kara sighed and looked into Ayame’s eyes, "Look. There was this weird guy by Jakotsu’s store. He kept looking at us, I think-"
"-Mummy, my head itches!" Yuki whined and pulled off her knitted hat before Kara could stop her.
"Shit, Yuki! What did I tell about taking off your hat?!"
"But mummy. It hurts."
"I know baby. But if-"
"-Kara, calm down. Its okay, nobody is going to recognize you."
"Miss Adaichi soon to be Mrs Ookami...and Miss Taishou, I presume?"
Both Ayame’s and Kara’s heads whipped around and there stood the man from before, sneering. Before Kara had the chance to blink, he pulled out a camera and snapped a picture.
"Shit!"
A reporter!
There was no time to think and Kara quickly scooped Yuki into her arms and bolted off.
"No! Wait, Miss Taishou! I have some questions! When did you return? Why have you returned? Is it from the wedding? Who is the child? Is it your ex’s, Inuyasha Taishou? Did you know he is engaged to..."
The rest of the reporter’s words drowned in the buzzing mass and Kara couldn’t hear him anymore. She pushed and shoved her way through, zigzagging pass the crowd, crashing and hurting people on her way but she didn’t have the time to stop and apologize.
Fuck! Kara felt like smacking herself. She should’ve known by the sneaky way he was acting that he was a reporter! Clearly the years living as a regular person in Europe have dull her detecting skills!
Before she would’ve sniffed that reporter miles away! Especially with his poor observing skills!
"Mummy?!"
"Shh Yuki! Not now, baby! Just keep your head down, okay?" Kara shushed Yuki and held onto her tighter.
She knew Yuki was confused and scared, being suddenly picked into her mother’s arms then rushed off.
Kara noticed Ayame wasn’t running beside her and guessed she probably stayed behind to stop the reporter and take his film.
The picture of Yuki couldn’t end up on the front page before she told him!
She didn’t want him finding out about their daughter through some tacky magazine!
Kara could only hope Ayame manages somehow to get her hands on the film and destroys it!
Kara could see the exit nearing up ahead and dared to look over her shoulder. The reporter was chasing her, his dark eyes fixed on her. But instead of snapping picture, he was talking into a cell.
‘Shit! Backup!’
Kara shifted Yuki in her arms and ran outside and not surprisingly more reporters had joined the race and were running up the wide stairs, pushing and shoving people aside while shouting for her.
‘Great...’
Kara did a sharp right and ran as fast she could, carefully balancing Yuki in her arms. She looked desperately around for a means to escape when she saw a man step out of a taxi.
"Thank you, have a good day." He thanked the driver, about to shut the door.
"No, don’t! Don’t shut that door!"
"Nani?" He looked up, furrowing and saw Kara head towards him at full-speed.
He backed into the car, mouth wide-open. Behind her, a swarm of reporters were shouting and snapping frantically pictures of her while pushing their way through the crowd.
Kara nearly fell by the last step but the man by the taxi was quick to react and rushed to her aid.
"Are you alright?" He asked, helping her into the taxi.
Kara wanted to thank him but was so out breath and could only nod her thanks. He understood and gave her a nod before shutting the door.
"Drive!" She croaked and the taxi driver nodded before tearing away from the sidewalk, wheels shrieking, into the traffic.
Kara leaned her head back, panting. But she couldn’t relax just yet. She sat up and looked behind her. Cars were already pulling up by the sidewalk she had left seconds ago and reporters were jumping into their vehicles, going after them.
"Fuck!"
"Where to, Miss?"
Kara looked away and met the taxi driver’s eyes on the review mirror. She looked quickly away and raked a hand through her hair. She couldn’t go to Kouga’s because that would be inviting the reporters in and they would probably start camping right outside the door. Not only harassing her but also causing problems for Ayame and Kouga.
Her mother and father were out of the question. Kara didn’t feel like showing up at their doorstep carrying a child and a horde of nosey reporters with her.
"Do you know where Sayuri.deSigns main office is?"
"Yes."
"Take us there."
The diver nodded and went quiet. Kara sighed and rubbed Yuki’s back. She had been awfully quiet throughout the chase and kept her face buried in her neck. Kara didn’t know if the warm liquid she felt running down her skin were her baby’s tears or sweat.
Probably both.
"Yuki, baby. Are you alright?"
Yuki said nothing and just dug her small hands into her shoulders. Kara buried her face in Yuki’s hair and kissed it. It was then Kara realised she must have dropped Yuki’s hat when she ran. She breathed in the shampoo she used on her this morning and sighed. Yuki’s hair was long, curly and soft...just like her father. Kara remembered when Yuki was born, she had the cutest patch of sliver hair on top of her head. The doctors feared there was something seriously wrong with her until Kara informed them the men on Yuki’s father’s side carried the same trait.
"We will be arriving in few seconds." The driver suddenly spoke up.
Kara jerked her head up and looked out the window. She nodded, thankful for the little warning.
"Yuki, honey? I need you to wrap your legs around my waist when we get out and hold on tightly. Can you do that for me?"
Yuki gave her a meek nod. Kara glanced at the taximeter and pulled out money from her back pocket, more than necessary, but she didn’t care and focused on the task ahead.
She just needed to get inside, find Kouga, or call him up, and then they would come with a plan what to do next.
The taxi pulled up at the Sayuri.deSign’s main building. Kara was out before the driver had turned around and tossed the money on her site. Just as she stepped onto the stairs leading up to the building, she heard multiple doors shut behind her and knew, without looking, that the reporters had arrived.
"Hold on, baby. Just a few more meters." Kara cooed into Yuki’s ear and stepped into the rotating door.
Luckily for her, a group people were leaving just as the reporters were about to enter and they clashed into each others. Kara could hear their yelling and cursing behind her as she ran towards the elevators.
The security guard sitting by the entrance heard the commotion and looked up, seeing a pile of tangled legs and arms, and a running Kara.
"Hey, you?! Stop, right there!"
Kara didn’t stop and jumped into a closing elevator. The doors automatically opened again, sensing they were about to squeeze a person. Kara panicked and backed into the elevator’s wall, the red-faced shouting security guard and reporters charging her way.
She sank to the floor as her impending end drew nearer.
The doors closed just in nick of time and bodies crashed into the steel doors. Kara jumped at the thudding sounds and realised then she had shut her eyes without knowing.
"...m-mu..." Yuki sniffed and burst into loud cries.
"Oh Yuki," Kara sobbed and wrapped her arms tightly around her crying baby.
Her heart broke listening to Yuki’s wails. She cooed, rocked, rubbed her back and kissed her hair, comforted Yuki the best way she could. She knew how scared and confused, Yuki must be feeling.
Kara sniffed and shifted to grab her cell. She saw she had missed phone calls from Ayame and Kouga. She got up, nearly stumbling over. Her legs felt wobbly and her head hurt. The boost of energy she got from adrenaline was leaving her system and it left her body feeling tired and heavy.
Kara sighed and pressed Kouga’s number just as the elevator stopped and doors opened. She looked up and their eyes clashed. Kara stiffened, a sudden swarm of butterflies invading her stomach.
"Kara...what are you doing here?"
Kara felt every cell in her body respond to his smooth voice. She blinked away the tears and smiled softly.
"Hello stranger...long time no see."
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