Homu watashi aishite

(I love home, Home I love)

Sango looked out the car window and noted that her breath steamed the windows. Her brothers' were off in their own worlds, and her father was driving. So much had happened since that night and it seemed like a dream.

"We're stopping in ten minutes, who's driving?" Her father asked, interrupting her thoughts. Sango looked at her twin and he at her.

"Rock, paper, scissors?" He suggested. She nodded and they played. The first two times was a draw, but the third ended up with Sango winning. Naraku glared at her, but he took over the driving after the rest.

"It's decided, two months from now, Sango and Kage will marry," Grandmother Shoga announced. She looked over at Kage and he her and both had a look that yelled, "No, no. Not to him/her."

"Sango, what are we going to do?" Asked Kage that night. She didn't answer, just looked out the window and sighed, the full moon overcast like a protective mother.

"I don't know," she finally said. "Don't you wish that we could just run away from our problems sometimes?" She asked, jokingly, adding a laugh to the end. She looked at Kage who had a grin on his face.

"That's it!" He whispered loudly.

Sango went to bed, not really getting what Kage was going on about. Still, when Ruri woke her up in the morning and told her that Kage had disappeared, Sango was not surprised.

That was 8 days ago.

Kagome shivered and pulled her coat closer around her, wishing that she had brought a better one. She was walking along the train tracks, freezing her ass off. She had left the place she was staying at little over an hour ago. Finally, she saw what she was looking for, the train station.

"One ticket," she ordered, handing over the right amount. The attendant looked at her funny, but handed the teen her ticket. Kagome sighed and looked for a magazine rack. She found one, but it had no magazines she liked or wanted, so she boarded her train, which left in a few minutes anyways. Looking out the window, she watched the few people that boarded the train, err, board the train. She sighed and within a few minutes, the train was rushing back home.

"Yes, I need to change the return date. When's the next flight out to Denver?" She asked.

"Tomorrow morning, 5:30 A.M. You're in luck, this is the only seat left on the plane," the woman on the other end told her.

"Good, reserve it for Kagome Higurashi," Kagome replied. Once that was done, she sighed and went upstairs to pack her things. She wasn't leaving a thing behind.

Sango woke from her dream and looked out the window. Kohaku was busy playing his new Gameboy, Naraku was snoozing, and her father was driving again. Looking out the window, she thought of the last night.

"Here, open this," Kage said, shoving a present in her lap. She looked at the rectangular shape of it and looked at him strangely. She opened it and found a notebook inside.

"What's this for?" She asked. He grinned and told her that she would find a purpose for it soon enough. Before she could get a better answer out of him, the cousins had noticed her and wanted her to open their presents as well. People always were impatient and they wanted to see what the others had gotten.

"One coffee please," Kagome ordered from the Starbucks. The guy behind the counter asked her what kind and she replied with her favorite kind. Sitting down at a table, she inhaled the scent and took a sip. It warmed her up instantly.

"Mind if I sit here?" A guy asked her. She looked up to see a guy of Asian descent, as was she, with black hair, much like her own, and stormy gray eyes.

"Sure," she replied. He sat down and took out a box of donuts. He opened it and looked out the window behind her. H plopped one into his mouth and asked if she wanted one. She took one and ate it. Just then, another guy, this one not of any one well known descent with bleached hair and brown eyes sat next to the first guy.

"What's your name?" Asked the first guy.

"Kagome," she replied. "And yours?"

"Kage, and this is Riley," replied the first guy.

"Where are you headed?" Asked Riley.

"Home," she replied. "What about you?"

"Wherever the road takes us," Kage told her.

"Flight 89 is now boarding." But Kagome didn't hear that announcement.

"Can I come with you?" She asked. The two guys looked at her, than each other.

"What do you think?" Asked Riley in a hushed whisper.

"Why not?" Kage replied.

"Yes," they told her.

"Flight 89 is now leaving."

"I have a question, are you two together or no?" She asked.

"We are," Kage told her.

"Okay, that will make things easier," she said, a smile playing on her face.

"Then let's go," Riley announced. They laughed and headed for the trains.

'What did Kage mean, I'd find a use for this notebook?' Sango thought to herself, looking at the notebook in question. Just then, her father pulled up in front of their house and Kohaku rushed out of the car.

"Kohaku, get your butt back here and carry in your junk!" Her twin yelled. The youngest didn't reply, didn't come out, didn't do a thing other than ignore his brother. Naraku grumbled, but ended up carrying Kohaku's stuff. Sango went up to her room and pressed the button that told her all the messages she had.

"Sango, don't worry about me when I don't come home. Talk to you later, my train's here," Kagome's voice filtered in. Sango could hear voices in the background. And one of those voices sounded like Kage.

Which meant that Sango must be going paranoid.

She sighed and opened up the notebook. Getting out a pen, she began to write.

Take the Blame

Why must I be so alone?

What separates me from the rest?

How am I different?

Where's the tattoo that says alien?

What makes time happen?

What happens to those who get,

down on their face,

ready to scream in disgrace?

Show me what's changed!

Think that I'm just a passing fad,

some one to toy with?

Pain hurts, just wait,

you'll get your turn.

So don't you harm me.

What makes time happen?

What happens to those who get,

down on their face,

ready to scream in disgrace?

Show me what's changed!

Why did I think that,

someone would understand?

Isn't ignorance humanity's soul?

Torture the pastime?

What makes time happen?

What happens to those who get,

down on their face,

ready to scream in disgrace?

Show me what's changed!

Fly away,

escape the problems of today,

Where only I can see the truth and what it means.

I need to get away.

What makes time happen?

What happens to those who get,

down on their face,

ready to scream in disgrace?

Show me what's changed!

Why is it that,

it always comes down to this,

that the time is never right,

that I always make the mistake,

that I'm the one left to take the blame,

only to get burned by the flame,

I always screw up the game,

to cry out in shame,

miss out on the opportunities again.

What makes time happen?

What happens to those who get,

down on their face,

ready to scream in disgrace?

Show me what's changed!

Whisper, soft and slow,

whisper the truth in my ear.

She added it to the pile of songs she had already written. They were starting to become to many for her to count and she wondered why she wrote them still. She had first written a song the day of her mother's death and it helped eased some of the pain.

Sango longed for the day when she could stand on the stage, singing the songs she had written and connecting with the people. Didn't she deserve to dream?

A/N: And that's the first chapter. I wrote the song lyrics myself, they are my own and if you steal them, I can sue. I have found myslef writing a lot of poems and songs lately. I don't know why. I have a few posted on my fictionpress account, and this is one of them. I do not own anything but the song lyrics.

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