Chapter 11

Kagome’s grip on the steering wheel tightened and relaxed as she stared out at the ranch house in front of her. Was this crazy? Coming here? Wanting to spend tonight with him? Be by his side?

He had told her she should come... 

Now that she was here, she was terrified and questioning everything. Maybe this had all been a giant mistake. She missed him so much though...but she just knew that they would be delving into old wounds tonight. 

Knowing you were walking into that was...hard. 

She took a deep calming breath and remembered what her therapist had told her earlier that day when Kagome had called her. She needed to do this. If nothing else, it would bring her closure - something she had been sorely missing. Inuyasha had been thrown back into her life, for better or for worse, and it was time she faced her past. 

She leaned over and grabbed the six pack from the foot of the passenger's seat and got out, gently closing the door of her rentle. The sun was just about to set - his transformation would be happening any minute now, and she wanted to be with him when it did.

 As she slowly approached the quaint, white house, she could hear two voices yelling within. She couldn’t quite make out the words, but she could tell that one was Izayoi. The other was a bit harder to identify, but if she had to guess, she would put her money on it belonging to Inuyasha. She had heard his mother use that tone with him once before when he had run away as a kid. The time he had walked through the creek to their house because he didn’t want to do chores. 

His parents had been furious...but his mother? She had really lit into him. She hadn’t been able to see him for two and a half whole weeks after that. It had been the longest they had ever spent apart. Until...until now. 

Whatever had happened tonight...it wasn’t good. 

She was just beginning to debate if she should knock, turn tail, or awkwardly wait around when the front door swung open and a very irate and flushed Inuyasha pushed past the storm door. His footsteps were heavy as he pounded down the steps and strode over to her, a snarl on his face. He took her arm and started guiding her away from the house and she looked at him before glancing over her shoulder.

Izayoi appeared in the doorway behind him, looking just as angry. 

“Inuyasha! Inuyasha get back here! We weren’t done yet!”

“I think we were Ma!” he snapped, pausing and whirling around on his mother, a fang poking out of the corner of his mouth. She felt his grasp tighten on her arm and she hissed at the surprising amount of pressure. His ear swiveled back on her and he loosened his grip, mumbling out an apology. “I love you Ma, but...I gotta. I just...I gotta,” he reiterated, his tone softening. “I’ll see ya later, ok?”

Izayoi looked like she was about to argue with him, but Toga came into view and placed his hands on her shoulders. She turned her head around to regard him with pained eyes, and he shot his wife an understanding look. Izayoi spun in her husband's arms, allowing him to pull her into a warm, comforting embrace before shifting his eyes to his son. They were solem and worried, but Toga nodded and that was all Inuyasha seemed to need. He returned his father’s gesture before pulling more gently on Kagome’s arm, guiding her away from his house and around to the stable. 

“Inuyasha?” she asked hesitantly, unsure of what he was planning. 

“Thought we should go someplace we can’t be overheard,” he explained roughly. “I thought we could go to our spot at the cliffs. How does one last ride sound?”

Like she didn’t want it to be the last one.