Half Moon Bay

By: Sweet Daydreamer


Chapter 8: It Was For The Best

"This had better be important." Inuyasha paced across the coffee shop and dropped into the chair in front of his senior assistant, Myouga.

The old man had played a great role aiding his deceased father both at home and in the investment company for over 20 years and was now Inuyasha's personal assistant. When Inuyasha's parents had passed away when he was a child, it was also Myouga who took it upon himself to raise Inuyasha out of loyalty and devotion to his late father. Although the old-timer presented himself as cowardly and spineless at times, Inuyasha admired Myouga's fierce loyalties to his father and the vast intelligence he had shown. The best thing about the old man however, was that he was also an immortal himself, which meant that he would run certain errands for Inuyasha that would cause a normal assistant to be suspicious and ask troublesome questions.

Inuyasha was told that his father was a warm, loving man who had done his best to provide for his family. Unfortunately the immortal man had left Inuyasha to be raised by the housekeeper shortly after his wife died from a severe illness, giving their son little time and love. Now that Inuyasha had become the head of the prestigious Inu no Taishou investment company, as well as the only heir to the family's wealth, he would have to assume the mantle of leadership. This would be daunting for someone without much experience in the financial investment business. Inuyasha shuddered at the thought of what had been awaiting him all this time and the burden he would have to carry without his father's presence to guide him.

But luck's been on my side, Inuyasha reminded himself. Myouga had been shouldering the burden of the family business so that he could focus his attention on hunting down Naraku.

"Master Inuyasha, it will be harder for you to manage the company in the future if you continue to refuse to make an appearance at the office," Myouga spoke as if he could read his young master's mind. He pulled out several files out of his brown leather briefcase for Inuyasha to sign.

Inuyasha skimmed through the important documents quickly and signed. "Keh. You can do it, old man. You've been running things for me since my father's death."

"True," Myouga said, his tone weary, lacking his usual self-confidence.

"Why? Do you need me in the office?"

"No," he responded without hesitation. "I can take care of things for you until you are ready to take over the company."

Inuyasha waved casually at the old man, a sign for his dismissal. Myouga bowed with graceful politeness before retreating, leaving his young master to stare out at the window mindlessly.

Taking over the company, huh? It wasn't that Inuyasha didn't want to take up the responsibility but the idea had been a constant dead weight on his mind. He may have inherited his father's strong will and powers, but he had never once felt that he was the type that could succeed in the business world. It was already hard enough to imagine himself sitting at a desk flipping through pages and pages of paperwork, or handling the office duties hour after hour, day after day...even year after year. Inuyasha's lack of patience was his greatest downfall. But everything would have to wait until he could carry out his late father's last wish and have Naraku destroyed.

Inuyasha turned and signaled to the waiter from across the room for the bill. His eyes caught sight of the girl who shared an uncanny resemblance to Kagome as she entered the cafe. He was taken aback at being able to distinguish the two women with almost no effort now compared to when he had first met them. Although he sat at a great distance from her, his inhuman field of vision registered the dark brown color of Kikyo's eyes that were a sharp contrast to Kagome's grey-blue. That thought alone was startling in a rather unpleasant way. Had he really been paying that much attention to Kagome, a mere human girl? Inuyasha rose from his seat just when Kikyo turned in his direction and saw him. Her face brightened up with a mixture of awe and excitement but he didn't feel the same way since he wasn't in the mood to deal with Kagome or another woman who bore the resemblance to her. Inuyasha sighed when she made her way through the room to him.

"Hello, Inuyasha. Do you still remember me?" she wore a dazzling smile as if she was pleased to see him again. "You helped me the other day when I was knocked down."

"I guess I do," he said, not showing as much keen interest as she was. He wanted to leave the cafe. "But I'm sorry, girl. I'm not really up for a talk with anyone right now."

"I see," she stared at him. Her dark brown eyes seemed to glow in the low lights of the room and he remembered how they had looked at him the first time he had her in his arms. "But I still haven't had a proper chance to thank you for your help last time."

"Don't worry about it," Inuyasha tried to move past her. "I have to take my leave now. See you around."

Kikyo grabbed hold of his arm, surprising him. Their eyes were locked for a moment. Reluctantly, she released her grip and stepped back, perhaps embarrassed by her own boldness. "I'm sorry. I just really want to show my gratitude is all."

Right here and right now, she reminded him so much of Kagome. One second Kagome could be so bold and unafraid of everything, the next second she could become flustered and shy. Inuyasha grumbled in frustration, that girl was too damn cute for her own good. She simply had no clue what her innocence was doing to him.

"I hope you don't see me as a nuisance," Kikyo's continued, breaking his thoughts on Kagome. "I will leave you alone then."

She started to walk away, but stopped when Inuyasha put his hand on her arm. "I'm sorry for being a prick. I'm just in a bad mood right now."

Kikyo's sad expression softened into a look with sympathy. "Are you okay? We can talk if you want."

"I'll be alright."

Her stare lingered for a moment too long before she spoke again, the gentle smile was evident. "Then do you think you will at least be in the mood to give me a ride home?"

Inuyasha lifted a brow at her. "Give you a ride home? But you just got here."

"Yeah, I was supposed to meet up with a friend of mine but she isn't here yet and now I'm having this nasty migraine. I want to go home and rest. I apologize for troubling you again."

Inuyasha nodded slowly. "It's alright. Then let's get you home first."


Inuyasha speedily pulled into the wide, spacious driveway. The house was a mansion. That explained the expensive, brand name clothes Kikyo wore. She came from a wealthy family much like him.

"You want to come in for a bit? I can show you around."

Inuyasha turned to look at her smiling face and stayed quiet. Her smile was alluring alright, but never as warm as Kagome's. Once again, Inuyasha cursed at himself for not being able to stop thinking about her. This was becoming a downright pathetic habit of his.

As Inuyasha was about to turn down the offer, Kikyo cocked her head to the side asked, "Please? Just for a little while? I won't keep you for long. I just don't know when I can see you again after today."

She wanted to see him again? Why would she want something like that? What was so special about him that drew these human girls to him? He was born as a human tainted with the devil's blood. A half-breed. It was that simple. He was a blood lusting monster. Kagome and Kikyo should both stay away from him if they knew what was best for them.

"Inuyasha," Kikyo called his name with the most heartfelt sincerity he had ever heard from her. "Please? Just stay with me for a little longer if possible?"

He didn't have the heart to say no this time. Not when she was pleading like that. Damn, he had slowly become a pushover like Miroku when it came down to women. Inuyasha remained silent and gave her a simple nod of his head. The small smile of hers instantly grew. Pulling himself together, they both got out of the silver Porsche and walked towards the house.

Two servants hurried out of the two magnificent wooden front doors to open the gateway for them. Inuyasha was impressed as he remembered the boundless palace he had once lived in with his parents. But the manor had turned out too hallow soon after their deaths. Inuyasha had always felt reclusive living there alone all that time and it was only until last year that he had finally decided to move out of the spacious manor and into a small house. The feeling of emptiness was still there but at least he didn't feel as lonely as before. Inuyasha stood back so Kikyo could lead the way.

"Would you like anything to drink?" Kikyo asked as she dismissed the maids out of the enormous living room. Inuyasha settled himself down on the plush leather sofa and shook his head.

"No, I'm fine."

Kikyo sunk into the couch close beside him. So close that Inuyasha was fully aware of their shoulders touching. When she lifted her knee so she could cross her long legs, the black skirt hiked up to the top of her thighs. Inuyasha frowned when she placed a hand on his muscled thigh.

"So tell me more about you," she said, her pretty face inching closer to his.

He sat rigidly like a fool, his lips were apart but no words came out. He didn't know what to say. His eyes were looking at Kikyo's plumped lips while his mind was reliving the feeling of the carnal kiss he had shared with Kagome the other day. The feeling of her soft body against him, her full breasts pressed against his hard chest, the sweet taste of her mouth, the floral scent of her body. Everything about her had aroused the primitive side of him. That day Inuyasha could have had Kagome exactly where he had pictured her so many times that he had lost count. She would have been flat on her back, writhing beneath him. It took all of his will power to stop himself that day. It would have been a forbidden relationship between a vampire and a mortal and he wasn't about to follow his parents' footsteps in this matter.

The dire consequences would have been too much for both of them to bear, and he had witnessed what his parents had gone through in their relationship. There were times when his father was on the verge of losing control and had to lock himself in a room, not only shutting out the entire world but also his wife and son. Those were also the times when Inuyasha watched as his mother could do nothing but shed tears of despair while she held him closely in bed. He didn't want to hurt Kagome. She deserved more than to be with a monster. Unlike his father, Inuyasha doubted that he shared the same self-control and restraint that would keep him from stripping away Kagome's human life one day. He was unsure of how strong his strength of mind would be when it came to her, but unquestionably he would never put her safety into jeopardy.

"Inuyasha?" He froze in his seat when she touched his face, turning his head so he could look at her in the eyes. "What's wrong?"

Their faces were so close to each other that he could feel her warm breath on his skin. Sucking in a deep breath, the smell of her sweet-scented perfume wafted up his nostril. At that instant, he felt another presence in the room and became conscious of an almost inaudible noise from behind. He jerked upright, turning his head and almost jumped off the couch. His gut clenched as if someone had kicked him in the groin. His brain kept trying to unscramble who stood before his eyes.

"Kagome?" He heard himself saying, wondering if perhaps his mind was playing a trick on him. Kikyo turned to stare at him sharply but said nothing.

Kagome stood at the stairway, wide eyed in shock. From the startled expression she had, it took very little to know what was going through that stubborn head of hers. He quickly scrambled away from Kikyo and stood up.

What the hell is she doing here?

"Kagome, what are you doing here?" Kikyo asked impatiently, voicing out the exact same question dancing around in his mind. So they actually knew each other?

Kagome recollected herself slowly as she walked down the stairs and toward their direction.

"Uncle wanted to have lunch with me so I came over," Kagome replied, but her eyes were on him.

The lower lip trembled just slightly and Inuyasha wondered if it was always this way when she was upset.

"Sorry, my dad can be so inconsiderate sometimes. I hope he hasn't taken up too much of your time," Kikyo apologized. That explained the uncanny resemblance. So they were cousins.

"Hey," Inuyasha started as soon as he found his own voice again, his eyes never once leaving hers. This was the first time he had seen her since the last time he had gone over to her apartment that morning. "Talk about coincidences, huh?"

Kikyo flashed them both a look that bordered on annoyance before replacing it with a small smile. "So...You know each other? How did you get to know each other?"

"Inuyasha and I…we met when I was having that fight with Jiro. We're just acquaintances. Oh, I certainly hope I wasn't interrupting anything," she apologized with a quiet laugh which sounded rather forced to his ears. She hurriedly headed for the doors with a rush to escape. It was as if she couldn't stand staying around for even another second. "I'm really sorry but Adora is waiting for me outside so I really have to go now before she grows impatient with me. I'll see you both around so enjoy yourselves."

The false cheerfulness in her tone of voice made Inuyasha feel quite bitter and his heart seemed to have tightened in his chest. He had seen the real cheerful side of her when her happiness was genuine but now the Kagome before him appeared to be rather spiritless and frigid despite her efforts to fake her smiles. He knew that she must be confused and hurt by what she saw, considering what had happened between them the last time she had seen him. He could only watch as she disappeared out the doors.

"Please don't mind my cousin's rudeness. She can be ditzy at times but she didn't mean to be impolite," Kikyo explained apologetically.

"I should get going too," he said, already walking to the exit, almost regretting ever stepping through the doors.

She frowned but followed after him, trying to match his quick strides. "You're leaving already? But I haven't shown you around yet. We have a really nice garden outside if you want to stay a little longer and have a cup of espresso?"

"Look, while I appreciate your hospitality I've never really been a social person. So I don't want to waste any more of your time. I'm sure you can easily find another much more enjoyable partner to spend the rest of your evening with."

"I'm not sure why but I have a feeling that your sudden change of attitude has something to do with my cousin, Kagome. Am I at least half right?" her sharp brown eyes apparently missed no details.

Inuyasha remained silent since he didn't want to answer that question. He walked out with her still chasing after him. "When will we meet again, Inuyasha? I really want to see you again."

He snorted at her stubbornness. It was no wonder these two girls were related. But it wouldn't difficult for him to crush her persistence if he really wished to do so.

"That wouldn't be for the best. It was already a mistake for us to run into each other today," her plumbed lips were pressed together with displeasure. "Maybe it would be better if we keep our distance and live our separate lives just like how we were before today."

After all, he was born to be a cold-blooded asshole.


Kagome leaned over the limestone counter in the kitchen and poured herself a cup of black coffee. It was something she was almost never fond of because of the pungent bitterness, but the taste had grown on her since the past two weeks.

"Okay, tell me what happened."

She almost choked from her greedy gulp at the sudden voice from behind. Kagome turned to see Adora standing by the doorway, her arms crossed and ready for some serious interrogation.

"Oh god, I wish you would just stop sneaking up on me like this. My heart can only take so much from you," Kagome pulled a chair from the round table and sat down.

Her friend followed after helping herself with a mug of coffee and settled next to her. "Then grow a stronger heart. But..."


Adora's fine brow arched up. The mischievous smile she was carrying told Kagome that she wasn't going to like whatever her friend would have to say next.

"But I doubt your heart can stay strong when you have the same guy who keeps stomping all over it."

She laughed. Or at least it was a good attempt even though it came out like a short cry instead. "I never grow tire of your sense of humor, you know."

"Glad you still find the ugly truth humorous. Because most sane women would cry their eyes out at first after realizing the truth, then recover with an out of control shopping spree and lastly move on with another guy. You, on the other hand, you just worked, worked and worked. So I would really like to know what is going on in that tiny head of yours."

"I know your philosophy, but I simply refuse to follow it. I thought it would be a good distraction to keep myself busy with my modeling jobs and guess what? Its working wonders," she smiled reassuringly.

But Kagome wasn't so certain about her own theory. In fact, she didn't even sound like herself at all. She had been crushed since Inuyasha had left so abruptly after they had both shared such an impetuous yet passionate kiss. It was that day that had turned their relationship...no, evolved their friendship into something heartfelt, something fiery, something...more.

While Kagome was still completely baffled and swamped with the growing bond between them and determined to sort through her own feelings, Inuyasha wasn't helping the matters at all when he flat out refused to pick up or return her calls. It didn't take a rocket scientist to realize he was downright, straight out avoiding her. The thought of it was enough to cause a feeling of frustration bubbling up within her. But just when Kagome thought that the worst had already past, she was struck with yet another shocking bombshell that sent a feeling of cold fury through her.


Kagome still remembered that she was so taken aback at the sight of them together that she could only stand and stare wordlessly. First it was Jiro and now it was Inuyasha. It was certainly deja vu all over again.

"Okay, let me get one thing straight. I never doubted your way of coping problems because you always show good judgment and know what you are doing. But I question its effectiveness this time if you get less than three hours of sleep every night and needed six cups of black coffee to keep you functioning during the day," Adora retorted, breaking Kagome's train of thoughts.

The edge of the cup was touching her lips but Kagome didn't take a sip this time. Instead, she wittingly put it down on the table, self conscious about what Adora had pointed out. Her friend never failed to amaze her of how observant she could be or how fast her brain worked to spring up comebacks.

"You know what? You're absolutely right. You win, so let's just drop it please," Kagome surrendered.

Adora obeyed and changed topic of their conversation willingly. Almost too willingly. As a result, she chose a topic that was considered even more unpleasant for Kagome.

"I really don't even know what your problem is, Kagome. How many times have I warned you about your deceitful cousin, Kikyo? She's a treacherous bitch!"

Kagome's fatigue finally gave way to raw anger when she rose from her seat so quick that Adora's body was tensed for a second. "Okay, that's it. I'm ending this pointless conversation right here, especially when you've resorted to inappropriate name calling."

Under normal circumstances, Kagome had no difficulty keeping her fury in check but when she was in a foul mood, people usually ran for cover. It was quite an impressive sight to see the least. However, besides an small dazed expression, she showed no other hints of stupor at Kagome's sudden outburst. Instead, her face contorted into an unfaltering exasperated look that was clearly comparable to Kagome's now.

"Are you for real? You are still defending Kikyo after all that she's done to you?" The volume of her voice bordered on screeching. "Explain something to me, Kagome. I would like to know why you always justify her unforgivable actions. Why? Is it because she's your cousin? Is that the reason why you allow her to push you around all the time and let her get away with stealing your men? I just don't understand how you can even tolerate that! Why are you such a doormat?"

Kagome's head began to throb from lack of rest as Adora bombarded her with questions. She rubbed both sides of her temple and sighed heavily. "Adora, I really don't want to talk about this anymore. Can we seriously just drop this conversation? It's almost six o' clock. I have to get ready for dinner with Jiro and meet him at the restaurant by seven."

Adora's eyes bulged in shock. "You're kidding me."

"No," Kagome began to regret her careless revelation almost immediately. "I don't believe I am."

"You're not on the rebound with Jiro just because Inuyasha screwed you over, are you?"

"What?" She couldn't believe her ears. Kagome was not a saint but at least she possessed a moral sense and had enough decency to not substitute Inuyasha with another man just because he didn't return her feelings. "Is that how you really think of me?"

"Well, no. But then again, you're a woman and women tend to make the stupidest mistakes when it comes down to love affairs."

"Yes, but I am not that desperate so stop worrying over something that is not going to happen," Kagome left the kitchen and Adora stood up, following closely behind her heels.

"Then why are you dining out with him?" she pressured for a more satisfactory answer.

"Just because I've broken up with him doesn't mean I have to refuse to acknowledge his existence. Jiro is still my friend and I personally don't see an issue keeping this friendship with him."

"You mean you don't see an issue in encouraging him," she corrected. "Can't you see what you're doing to him? You're leading him on, Kagome. He's going to think he still stands a chance with you."

Her argument stopped Kagome cold. She knew Jiro still had feelings for her but she couldn't help it if she didn't reciprocate his feelings. Matters were complicated enough with Inuyasha around and she was utterly confused where she stood with him. Maybe if he could be a little more honest with his emotions then she wouldn't be feeling this way. A weary sigh escaped her lips as she wondered in frustration just what he thought of her. If only Kagome could coerce Inuyasha into a confession of his own feelings without hesitation.

Kagome realized she had paused for a moment too long and finally spoke again. "You're reading too much into things."

"I hope you know what you're doing, Kagome. You know how much I hate seeing you sulk afterward." With that being said, Adora stood up and deserted Kagome with her troubling thoughts. She dropped down in the sofa, suddenly less secure in her belief of the innocent friendship she had intended to keep with Jiro.


Kagome walked into the grand, seaside restaurant a few minutes after seven. Jiro rose when he saw her enter and continued to stand as she made her way to his table. He wore a dark-blue coat with a soft white dress shirt underneath. On the side of the small table rested a delicate bouquet consisting of an ample amount of fresh red roses. Another wave of guilt washed over her.

This is not of my doing, she told herself.

It was only a friendly gesture by Jiro to ask her out for a casual dinner and she just didn't have the heart to reject a friend. She wasn't and would never have allowed herself to lead him on like Adora had accused her of. But her reasoning, as sound as it was, rang hallow. Kagome already knew she had made an honest mistake just from one glance at Jiro's thrilled smile.

He moved to her side and pulled out a chair. When she sat down, he bent over to push the chair in and froze. Kagome was completely aware of the close proximity they were sharing. A sense of uneasiness came over her and fortunately Jiro moved away quick enough. He sat down on the other side of the table and spoke stiffly.

"Thank you for coming out here," he began. "And this is for you."

Jiro picked up the fragrant bouquet and offered them to Kagome with a sincere smile. Hesitating for a brief moment, she falteringly took them from his hands.

"Thank you. They're lovely but you really didn't have to."

"But I wanted to. I thought you would like them."

The waitress appeared at the edge of the table, interrupting the start of the conversation. Jiro looked as though he would like to order something stronger, but he settled for coffee instead. Kagome watched the uniformed woman gliding from one table to another before disappearing around the corner. That was when she caught a glimpse of a silver-haired man that sat from across the restaurant. It took her a full ten seconds to recognize him. She couldn't believe her eyes. Before she could even register the emotion, it automatically changed into melancholy.

Inuyasha, the last person she had wanted or expected to run into right now.

Great. Just my luck.

She quickly spun her head away from his direction before he could see her and sat rigidly in her chair. Why did they always have to run into each other at the least desirable moments, especially when she was trying her hardest to get rid of him in her head? At this point, she could no longer decide whether their repeated chance meetings were fate or plain omens of bad luck. Her throat suddenly went dry. She had a hard time swallowing.

"I hope I'm not taking up your time, but it's been a while. You really surprised me when you agreed to come out here tonight..." Jiro spoke again, diverting her attention from Inuyasha. His voice died out uncertainly, and then he seemed to gather himself. "Kagome, I would like to restore our relationship and mend my mistakes. If you can give me another chance, I promise I can make things better between us."

She watched Jiro struggle and felt sorry for him. The unexpected confession wasn't much of a surprise to her and that alone was a big shocker itself. Perhaps his words reminded her too much of Adora's admonitions. Evidently he was guilt-ridden for shattering their relationship and destroying her trust in him. Kagome had honestly thought he would have moved on with his life already, especially when she had done so herself, but apparently she was far from the reality.

After a few seconds, Kagome spoke, her voice tense. "Jiro, you should really stop blaming yourself for what happened in the past. It's all history now."

"How can I not blame myself? My mistakes have cost me a great deal. I've lost you, Kagome. The girl I was so madly in love with, and I still am." His expression was sad as they fell into silence. She sipped her water and waited for more but she said nothing else. After a second, he asked, "Kagome, can you please forgive me?"

"I already have. Otherwise I wouldn't have agreed to dine out with you" she gave him a genuine smile. "I admit that I was heartbroken and very upset at you on that day when it happened but as clichéd as it may sound, time really helped me to heal. Be patient and give it a bit more time, eventually you will be able to move on too. Just never forget that I will always be here for you if you need anything, because we are still good friends."

Kagome made sure she had sent the message across to him loud and clear. On normal occasions she would have been a bit more sensitive to other's feelings with her declaration but she knew she needed to be straightforward with Jiro since she had no desire to lead him on.

A sad smile lined his face and he shook his head. "How do you do it?"

"Do what?" she asked, truly confused.

"How can you be so…" He took a full second to search for the right word. "Kind. I was the one who destroyed our relationship and yet you can still be gentle with your rejection. Normally most girls would have taken this opportunity to gloat and rub salt in the wound for hurting them."

"Ah. So are you saying that perhaps I'm not normal?" she teased.

"Hey, I didn't say that. I was only thinking it." They both laughed and began to browse through the restaurant menu, ready to order their dinner.

The rest of the evening went by pleasantly as they had dinner while sharing light conversation and occasional laughter. Kagome was glad that she had cleared the air between them. It would have been a pity if she failed to restore the friendship she had once had with Jiro. The night would have been much better if it wasn't for a certain silver haired diner there. Then she wouldn't have to be on guard from time to time, afraid of being seen. It wasn't a big deal to be discovered by him, but at the moment Kagome had no interest in engaging a confrontation with him about Kikyo no matter how much she yearned to do so. Not that their relationship was any of her business either.

What frustrated her mostly were his temperamental behaviors towards her. One moment Inuyasha would be so passionate with her and just when she was ready to devote herself to him, he would shove her aside and acted as if he didn't want to have anything to do with her. It drove her crazy, especially when he struck her as the type of guy who always knew what he wanted and wouldn't yield until he got what he desired. Kagome wished she knew of any possible methods to force out a confession from that bullheaded jerk. Then at least she would be aware of his true feelings, whether it was good or bad.


Inuyasha really wanted to punch himself, hard. He had been telling himself that keeping a distance from Kagome would be the best solution for both of them but here he was tonight in his car, waiting by the entrance of her condo. Annoyance surged through him when he recalled the way she was trying to hide her presence back at the restaurant while she was dining with the pretty boy. What she didn't know was that he was fully aware of her the moment she walked into the restaurant. Kagome was a woman who invited male attention without effort. Part of him had wanted to walk up to the pair at their table and ruin their romantic date but he also wanted to observe them from afar and catch onto their conversation. The latter sounded more tempting so he chose to act oblivious throughout the whole dinner.

He had been observing angrily with distaste when the man gave her a rather oversized bouquet of roses and started smooth talking to her. Inuyasha recognized him. He was the same dude who had chased after Kagome on the first night they met when she had jumped into his life so suddenly. It was quite evident from the conversation that he was desperate to patch things up between them now after he had fucked up his chances with her. Inuyasha allowed a feeling of momentary satisfaction to claim him when she rejected her ex-boyfriend and said that she preferred to remain as friends, but he was quite sure that such relief wouldn't last long. Especially when this pretty boy didn't seem like he was about to give up on her anytime soon.

Inuyasha knew better than to follow them after dinner, honestly. Hell, he had even warned himself not to do it but his body decided to act rebelliously against his will despite what his mind was telling him. He had parked at a safe distance away just as a precaution and watched as the man escorted Kagome up to her unit. It had been half an hour since they went up together and now Inuyasha was growing more and more restless with agitation as each minute sorely dragged by.

"What the fuck is taking him so long?" he swore with anger though he wasn't so sure if he really wanted to know.

Just the thought of Kagome being with another man…being touched by another man other than himself brought Inuyasha to the brink of insanity. From the quick glimpse of himself in the rear mirror of his Porsche, he could see that his eyes were rapidly shifting back and forth from amber to red. It was usually a sign for him that he was becoming enraged, but he had to contain his anger before his fangs started protruding. Transforming in the middle of a residential street wouldn't be a pretty sight. It had been awhile since he was this angry aside from during his hunts at night. When he was out to kill, he allowed himself to change into a vampire completely so he could enjoy the thrill of bloodshed and carnage. Maybe he was a twisted, sadistic prick but killing was one of the things on his very short list of entertainment that had kept him excited during his spiritless years of immortality until Kagome had showed up in his life.

Inuyasha watched as the pretty boy finally stepped out of the building's entrance. One look at his face masked with disappointment now told Inuyasha all that he needed to know and he grinned. At least Kagome didn't change her mind and allow him to spend the night with her. Maybe not tonight but would there be another night when she might have a change of heart? Inuyasha could somewhat tell how crazy this man was about Kagome too, from the way he dragged his feet towards his car and the constant turning of his head as he looked back at the building longingly. After another five minutes when he got inside his car, he finally drove off down the street. Perhaps he would have been a better match for Kagome. For one, at best they were both mortals and could live a normal life together.

A hard, rapping knock on his window startled Inuyasha and he was even more surprised to find who was standing there. He did one quick check of his eyes to make sure they were back to their usual color again.

"What are you doing here? How long have you been waiting here?" Kagome started questioning with a deep frown as soon as he stepped out of the car, her arms folded. Inuyasha was reminded of his late mother and he was just too familiar with this sort of behavior. When a woman folded her arms in this manner, it only meant one thing; she disapproved of your actions and you were in deep shit with her. Able to read her mind through her action was one thing, but being able to diffuse the trouble soon to come was a completely different matter.

"I just drove by coincidentally and had to make a stop to answer an important phone call…?"

Kagome arched her brow. She didn't have to say anything for him to know that he was a pretty shitty liar. "If you think that I will buy that lie then I really feel insulted, Inuyasha."

"Now you're just getting ahead of yourself. Why else would I be stopping by your place? To look up at your window and stalk you in the middle of the night?"

She didn't offer any response to his subtle revelation. "I wouldn't be surprised."

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" he barked as she spun around and walked towards her condo.

"Look," Kagome began with a deep sigh. "I'm exhausted. I've been having trouble sleeping lately and I can hardly focus on walking, let alone concentrate on my job or any of my daily routines. I don't know why you want to keep messing with my head but you really have to stop. I can't keep doing this with you."

Inuyasha swallowed hard. He was fully aware of the fact that Kagome was hurt by his selfish acts but he wasn't mindful of the depth of her wounds. Her abrupt outburst had somewhat taken him by surprise, and he found that he had trouble coming up with an appropriate response.

"I get the message," she took his silence as a cue to continue. "I know you don't want to start a relationship with me but you don't have the slightest clue of how to turn me down without hurting me. So that's why you did what you thought was the most obvious thing, you decided to avoid me in the hopes that I would get the message. I do. I really do get the message, okay? I'm really not that clueless." She forced a small humorless laugh.

"I mean, even if I was dense enough to not get the first message, at least I got the second one. I know that you are involved with Kikyo, so I'm not going to-"

"Wait," he interrupted her. "This has nothing to do with your cousin. I've only met her once, I don't know shit about her and I'm not interested in her either."

Inuyasha wasn't sure why he felt the need to give an explanation. The logical part of him preferred this misunderstanding so at least it would have been easier, but the illogical part of him decided for opposition. Perhaps he figured it would help to lessen the pain that he had inflicted upon Kagome, even if it helped just a bit.

Her features changed from a look of relief to slight confusion. "If it has nothing to do with her, then what does it have to do with?"

Kagome took a step closer as he refused to answer her. "Inuyasha, what is the reason then? I want to know…I need to know. Please…"

Inuyasha felt his resolve crumble when Kagome gave him a pleading look of eagerness and desperation. He felt the impulse to touch her when she stared at him like this. Without thinking, Inuyasha lifted his hand to wrap his fingers with a lock of her raven hair, feeling the softness of the texture. This was good enough for him.

"I just can't be with you, Kagome," his voice sounded regretful even to his own ears. "No matter how much I want you, but I just can't. Because I know in the end I will hurt you and that would be the last thing I would want to happen, do you understand?"

Tears began to pool behind her grey-blue eyes but Kagome kept them from falling. He felt his insides churn when she took a step back, deliberately putting a distance between them.

"Yes, I understand," she replied softly. "I think you should go. See you around, Inuyasha."

Kagome spun around and ran back to her residential building. He didn't have to look at her face to know that she was probably crying right now. Inuyasha clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white, restraining himself from chasing after her and to hold her against him, whispering gentle words to comfort her and tell her that everything would be alright.

This was for the best, for both of them.