The Bad Boy Who Stole My First Kiss [Rank #1- InuKag] COMPLETED

Ch.12-New girl, how've you been lately?

*Kagome's POV*

"Honey, I'm home."

I rolled over in my bed and pried my sleepy eyes open to reveal my mom with a brown bag. I continued to lay in bed and watch her miserably as she ushered over to me. I yanked tiredly behind my hand, causing annoyance to flare up inside of me because I had been quite literally sleeping all day. She dug into the thin bag and yanked out three different kinds of medicine.

"Oh,mom,-" I started to whine as my stomach slightly churn at all the medication laid out, only to be silenced by my strict mom. 

She sent a firm look of disapproval my way. "Don't you dare try to fight the medicine, Kagome. You're sick as a dog and you need this."

I sighed close my eyes, knowing she was right.

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When my mom had finally arrived home from her "quick" trip to the store for my medication, I didn't dare speak a word to her about what had happened a few minutes right after she had left. The fear and anxiety of her going into a mode that wouldn't ever allow me to leave to house again, had settled deep and firm into my weak bones. I couldn't stand having the thought of my mom always worrying about my well being, whether or not I was besides her. I just couldn't do that to her. So I kept my lips firmly sealed and kept quiet about it. 

The past few days haven't been the worst days of my life, but they had come pretty close. It was consistent throwing up after everything I attempted to get into my stomach, solid or liquid. I kept throwing up the medicine. Never in my life had I felt so sickly or weak, besides the time of having Naraku nearly raped me when I was jumped. I was half tempted to just give up with trying to consume everything in general, but that might make my sickly worried mom pushed over the edge. Just to please her, I continued to shove unwanted things down my throat and into my stomach. It took a while and many failed attempts of swallowing pills, but eventually over time my stomach had stopped clenching with aches and the vomiting had come to a stop, thankfully. The more time had passed, the more better I had started to feel quicker. I just had to get the edge of the poison flushed out of my system, which was the hardest part. The first day was the worst of the two.

The first day was pretty much summed up with me puking into a nearby pan every time something entered my mouth, liquid or solid. I attempted to eat only soft foods such as bread or noodles, but it upset my stomach along with just plain water. My mouth was dry as a dessert and my throat was burning from the stomach acid. The only thing that I could really keep down was cold popsicles. 

My glass doors had unexpectedly slid open while I was laying tiredly against my pillows, watching a random show while being snuggled into my blankets for warmth. I jumped with my heart beating wildly against my ribcage, getting ready to fire my plastic remote at my burglar, when InuYasha unexpectedly slipped into my bedroom silently. I assumed he used the balcony that was connected. I watched him with curiosity as he shut the doors, preventing the cold to seep into my bedroom.

"What're you doing here?" My voice crackled with dryness as I struggled to sit down. He quickly crossed my small bedroom and pushed me back down, tucking the sheets back beneath.

"The real question is, were you about to chuck that remote at me?" A smirk played on his lips as he looked down at me in amusement. I scoffed slightly while turning my heavy head away.

"Well, yeah. You scared me." If my voice wasn't so parch, I would of projected my voice to get my point across, but I couldn't even sum up enough energy to begin with. I unscrewed the cap of my water bottle before taking a tiny sip to cool my aching throat. 

He rolled his fairly golden eyes as the matter was quickly forgotten as his hand pressed against my broiling forehead. A small frown tugged against his lips, slowly eating away at his playful smirk to be exchanged with seriousness.