Hey...umm okay this is my first fanfiction... okay maybe not my first but it's the only one i've got to putting up so far. I'm not really good at this so be easy on me, no flames please; I only accept fantastic reviews that tell me what a wonderful writer I am. Jks... no seriously for those of you who even bothered to give this story thier time thank you. If you guys like it i may think of putting up other chapters...but if you shun me i'll understand ;( R&R
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Chapter One
The End of Hide and Seek
May 9, 2007
Dear Diary,
Well I guess this is a start seeing as I never really wrote in one of these things before. Hmm… well for anyone who doesn't have a life and decides to read this in the future, I guess I should tell you a bit about myself.
My name is Kagome Higurashi; I live in a small shrine in Tokyo, Japan, with my father, my gramps, my little brother Souta, who's 12 (great kid) and of course my overweight kitty Buyo. I like to cook, and be with my friends, and I'm a total school nerd, a genuine honour roll gal. I don't consider myself to be pretty, though others have told me otherwise; it's just that I don't believe them.
I've never been in love, just infatuated with the idea of love, a few boyfriends here and there, my longest being Hojo Mashimoto… and I've never been kissed (don't laugh. I'm serious), not that people haven't tried; I think I'm just waiting for the right guy.
I'm nineteen today, so I guess you could say I'm an adult of sorts, but not really I mean…well for one thing I'm still living with my family… which is all right. Don't get me wrong I love my family with all my heart, and some days it actually seems that we're still kind of the family we used to be.
And other days… well… I don't know. I mean, I could tell you that I'm happy, and I could make you believe that I am if I tried hard enough, but the truth is that would be a lie of the most horrible kind. I wish there was an easier way to say this, what the truth really is, to get this all out in the open…there isn't; but for the sake of my sanity, I'm going to try.
You see things have been well, not the same since she left us. God at times like this I wish she was still here, still with us, with me, holding me the way she used to when things weren't okay. Things haven't been okay in a long while. My dad… he…he well… he has sort of a problem to say in the least. He's been overwhelmed with sorrow, and I think he regrets the things he did in the past that made my mother run from him, so to say. So he drowns himself day and night in alcohol, or anything to make the pain go away. It is his way of coping, but it's not the healthiest way… he over does it sometimes…and that's when things go wrong…
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"Kagome Higurashi get your ass down here right now!" he's words were slurred, but you could still make out the underlying anger in his tone. He had been ranting for about an hour now, and for the most part she ignored him. These days that was all she did, ignore the man that brought so much pain. Most of the time this method of hers never worked, it only served to make him angrier.
She was just glad that he hadn't made his way up to her room to drag her downstairs. Kagome just wished he would find some other way to vent his frustrations instead of using her as an emotional release. She swore that this time she had done nothing wrong, or at least she thought she didn't do anything. But then again it didn't matter what she did, he would always find something wrong. She just prayed that he would leave her in peace, if only for tonight.
The gods must not have heard her, and she could almost hear them laughing because her worst nightmare was making its way up the stairs. Running to her closet, she dashed inside, shut the door and curled herself up into a ball. And waited.
She didn't have to wait long. Upon hearing the door burst open, she let out a shriek, her first mistake. Her heart beat quickened, and her blood was roaring in her ears. She shut her eyes, tears already running down her face. Fear squeezed at her throat; she braced herself. The door of the closet flew of its hinges. He had found her.
Grasping her by the hair, he yanked her out of the closet and threw her onto the floor. "Don't.. Oh god don't." she whimpered, meekly trying to cover her body with her flimsy arms. "You stupid bitch… didn't hear me calling you! Didn't you!" he kicked her in the stomach almost hard enough to render her unconscious. She desperately wished that it did. Kagome would give anything to fall into the sweet darkness of her mind and not feel anything of what was happening to her.
He pulled her up against him and she was forced to look into his hate filled eyes, the stench of booze was heavy on his breath. She gagged. "You don't like ta listen huh…think you can disobey me? I'll show you whose boss in this house, you lousy no good wench! Then nest time you'll think twice fore you try ta defy me!" he spat. His fists battered her petite body, and she couldn't breathe.
Kagome desperately fought back, but her hits were like small slaps against his huge body. "Let me go! Let me go! Please let me go!" She beat at his chest as he pulled her up once more. She let her legs flail. His hand enclosed around her neck, her tears didn't even make him flinch. "Please…" 'Who is this monster?' she wasn't even sure she knew him anymore.
The gods must have felt at least some pity for her, because one of her pathetic kicks connected just in the right place. His grip loosened and she fell hard. He doubled over in pain. She took this opportunity to run, grabbing the bag beside her door, the one she kept for emergencies like this. Running like hell she was downstairs and out the house. "Go ahead you slut. Run away! You're just like your goddamn mother! You're nothing to me, you worthless waste! I don't need you anyway! Go on, go!" his words faded into the distance, as she moved farther away, tears coursing down her face in a never ending stream. Like always she had to run.
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Drool dripped from the side of his mouth. 'I must have died and gone to heaven' he thought vivaciously. Surrounding him were goddesses to say at least, sunbathed, gorgeous eyed, chesty women, cooing and beckoning him to join them in their activities. 'Is it me or is it getting hot in here' He was in pure bliss as they wrapped themselves around him, sensually rubbing him in the most sinful ways. "Thank you God."
Knock knock
"What was that?"
He was momentarily distracted a sound that came from the distance. The women crawled over him; whispering sensual things in his ears, he turned his attention back to them. The sound continued; it vaguely registered in his dull brain that someone was knocking somewhere.
Knock knock
"Miroku, over here"
"Yes''
The women were calling
Knock knock
'What is that?'
"Miroku, pay attention"
They were beginning to fade, he couldn't focus.
'No please the women'
Knock Knock
"MIROKU"
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He awoke upon hearing the insistent knocking. Groggily he tossed the sheets off, and stood up sleepily heading in the direction of the annoying sound. The only thought circulating in his mind was 'aww hell it was only a dream'. Clad in just his smiley face boxers, he opened the door.
In front of him stood a teary eyed Kagome, desperately trying to hold herself steady so she didn't collapse in front of him. One look at her knocked the sleep outta his eyes. Miroku's heart sank. "Kitten, tell me he didn't do it again." It was a stupid question; he got his answer from the bruises already starting to form one her delicate skin. Kagome merely shook. Careful of her wounds he wrapped his arms around her petite frame and pulled her inside. "It's alright Kitten, I'm here now."
It was going to be a long night.
888
Some days I believe that everything will get back to being good and fine, and other days I opt to give up hope. I know it's cowardly but I always run from the bad times, because it's easier… it's just easier to run than to stay and face the pain. I guess it's hard to understand what I go through, with just my words in a book. I think that if you had to be there, if you saw the day to day disaster she left behind, then maybe just maybe…yeah. It's like I… I don't even know where to begin picking up the pieces of my life; I mean I've crumbled into so many little pieces.
Well at least I have Miroku. He, he I can count on; he's been like an older brother to me. He protects me from the hurt, and takes me in when I have no place else to go. He loves me. He is my saviour.
One day I hope to leave here, leave this life behind, but until that day I just have to survive.
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The night was thick with silence. What could be said; words were lost in the soft breeze that came through the window. A girl curled up against a boy, the tears long dried on her porcelain face. The moonlight outlined their features, pain embossed in their eyes. They were still for a long time, sleep eluded them. Slowly the wee hours of the night slipped into early dawn.
The silence was broken with the sound of the world waking up.
"You're leaving this place today, I promise."
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