Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha.

Okay because you fuckers wouldn't stop bitching, I decided to give you your fucking sequel. Sorry I ended the other one like I did but I ran out of ideas for the story. But luckily for you people, I had a creative BM and got a million ideas for this story. So enjoy it and if I'm flamed…Also, at the end of the story, I'll post a play list of songs that gave me inspiration throughout the story.

Enjoy.

Chapter One: Transfer

I love these mornings.

The mornings when I wake up not knowing what will happen. Every time I see a sunrise or hear a baby laugh, it's just one more reason why I love life. I used to hate it. I used to think I'd be stuck in my fucked up life forever. But things changed. I blocked it out. Well, I tried to block it out.

But I can't help but dwell on the past from time to time. It shaped me into the person I am now. But my gut had been telling me for five years that I left things unfinished…

I was staring at into a big fountain at one of the malls in Tokyo a few years after everybody left. My friend came up beside me and placed a hand on my shoulder. Not his hand, a hand. I jumped. It was a rubber hand, meant for jokes. My friend shook it in my face playfully for a second.

"Do you know what happens if you stare at yourself for too long in the water?"

"No." I said.

"King Crab will come and turn you into a fish." He laughed. I couldn't help but laugh too.

Thinking back on it, why WAS I staring into that fountain? My past. I looked at my reflection, and a thousand memories rushed me at once. That's how I knew that I had made a mistake by staying behind. Oh well, what's done is done…

Right?

I entered the Tokyo library with my coffee in hand early one sunny morning. I had one of those feelings in my gut. It was one of those feelings that something big was going to happen. I walked to the front desk and took my place as assistant librarian.

The day was long and boring; by the time lunch rolled around I felt like a caged monkey, restless, but that feeling had gone away. I was about to leave for lunch when Hojo, my boss and head librarian, stopped me.

"Kagome!" He called, running up the hall to catch me. I turned and smiled.

"Hey, Hojo." I said. He stood catching his breath for a second.

"Glad I caught you before you could get away this time." Hojo said with a smile. "Do you want to go have lunch with me?"

"Oh, I kind of already have plans." I said. Hojo's smile dropped for a second in disappointment, but then it settled back on his face.

"Oh, well, that's okay. Maybe some other time?" Hojo asked. I nodded. This wasn't the first time I turned Hojo down.

"See you later, Hojo." I said, turning and walking away. He was so persistent but I didn't feel right dating my boss. It probably wouldn't be the last time I turned him down.

Lunch ended up flying by and before I could blink I was back at my desk, a novel in hand. All I did was read. Hojo was mostly in charge of everything. All I had to do was reshelf things and help people find what they were looking for. Not a really difficult job.

As I sat reading, my mind soon drifted away from the book to another time. It searched the archives of my memories and pulled up a face I had never forgotten. Inuyasha. I slammed my book shut.

"Are you alright, Kagome?" Hojo asked, now standing in front of my desk. I looked at him. "You look a little pale."

I glanced at my clock. It was already seven thirty at night. Time had flown by unbelievably fast. It made me uneasy.

"Oh," I said, regaining my composure. "I'm fine."

"It's quitting time." Hojo said. I noticed then of the bag in his hand. I stood. "You looked a little zoned out so I thought I'd tell you."

I smiled and nodded. "Thanks." I began to gather my stuff up when Hojo was suddenly behind me. He placed his hands over mine from behind me, stilling my movements.

"Hojo-"

"Shhh…relax." Hojo said, running his hands up from my hands to my arms, then my shoulders. Suddenly, my mind was flooded with memories; bad memories, memories of Naraku.

"Hojo, stop it." I said, still a little dazed from the sudden onset of images. Hojo was so nice, why would he do this? I felt his hands run down my front. My throat closed.

"No one's here. We're alone." Hojo said into my ear. I suddenly began to panic. I was suddenly feeling very, very alone. I was always alone with Naraku when he did all those horrible things. Not again. I elbowed Hojo in the stomach hard and he doubled over. I pushed him away and ran out of the building, running to my car and digging my keys out of my pocket. It was raining hard and it was dark. Why didn't I notice it getting dark? I pushed those useless little observations to the back of my mind and struggled with the door. I looked back; Hojo had regained his wits and was running out into the rain after me, calling my name.

I turned back to the car and shoved the key into the lock, twisting it and opening the door. The rain had soaked through my clothes and I was shivering. With panic filled movements, I locked myself into the car. I had managed to close the door just as Hojo got to me. I wasted no time turning on the engine.

"Kagome, please stop! I'm sorry!" Hojo yelled through the window, pounding on it. "Let's talk about this!"

I threw the car into gear and sped off, my heart pounding. I didn't look back. What had just happened negated my joyful feeling I had recently acquired. I was once again reminded of the bitterness of life.

I didn't go to work the next day. I called the board, informed them of what had happened, and requested a transfer, claiming that if they didn't give me what I wanted I would sue. I had my friend Suna get my stuff from the library.

"Kagome, he really is sorry." Suna said when she brought it over. I simply glared at her. "I'm sorry."

I sighed. "I can't let anything like that happen to me again."

I had confided in Suna. She had gone to my school and knew everybody. I had bumped into her at a coffee shop and we hit it off well. I told her everything that had happened with Naraku.

"I understand. But Hojo really did seem like he was sorry. He looked a little distraught, like he hadn't slept at all last night. Maybe you should forgive him." Suna said.

"I can't believe you're asking me to forgive that bastard! What if it was you? What if he put his hands all over you? You're practically SIDING with him!" I said standing up, making my tea quiver in the porcelain cup.

"Now wait a minute, Kagome, that's not fair." Suna said timidly.

"Don't talk to me about fair, Suna. Don't give him the benefit of the doubt. I've dealt with that situation more than I'd like to. I WON'T let it happen again!" I screamed practically in Suna's face. She blinked at me. I sat down and put my head in my hands. "It ruined my life."

Suna put her hand on my arm sympathetically. "I know it did, sweetheart."

I stood and picked up my books, turning my back to Suna. "I'm getting transferred."

"You're WHAT?!" Suna was my best friend. Well, that is, my only friend. She was all I had these five, lonely years. We helped each other. Her parents had kicked her out when she refused to break up with her bad-ass boyfriend, Rei. Then Rei left her and she was all alone, just like me.

"I can't work with him anymore. Not after what he did." I said, turning back to Suna.

"Where are you going to live?" Suna asked.

"Okinawa," I said.

Dun Dun Duuuh! R&R.

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