The Feeling

Summary: You know it...that feeling...the one you get when someone's watching you...following you...stalking you. The feeling you get, when you're watching a scary movie, and you need to look over your shoulder or lock your doors, turn on all your lights and shut the door to your room with all the dolls. Cuddled safely beneath the cotton blanket, your sanctuary is your car; your relief is finally being in the presence of your most trusted friends and family. Alone, a new home...starting over...she knows no one...with that feeling...who will help her feel that security...where is her shelter?

Anime: InuYasha/Death Note

Pairing: Kagome/L & (Slight Kagome/BB)

Genre: Romance/Horror/Suspense/Angst

Rated: M for Mature Content

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Starting Over

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"Kagome, grab that box on the left!"

Glancing at the almost empty room that she'd grown up in throughout most of her life, Kagome lifted the box titled collectibles and walked out to the U-Haul truck. "Here mom," She lifted it up so that her mother could pull it onto the truck and push it back.

"I can't believe, you're moving out..." Rae Higurashi smiled, "Honestly, it seems like only yesterday you were running to me, asking me to tie your shoes and play in the sprinkler with you."

Kagome smiled, "Well...not that I wouldn't mind staying forever with my mother, but I think...I need to start my own life now." She placed another box on the trailer and watched as her mother pushed it alongside the others. Her mother smiled and jumped off the U-Haul and moved in to hug her, turning her, she pulled her daughters wavy black hair into three sections, overlapping one with the other before tying a black ribbon tightly around the end in a bow.

"My little girl..." She patted the braid before turning her daughter to face her, "Be careful, and call me when you get there."

Kagome nodded, chugging her mom one last time tightly before pulling away and grabbing a yellow pack stuffed full with clothes and other necessities for her trip and tossing it into the passenger seat as she climbed into the driver's seat. "Hiroshima...here I come!"

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(Two Day's Later)

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After driving almost nonstop, taking a break only to sleep or take a much needed bathroom or food break, Kagome was finally standing before her new place. It was an apartment for students, treated much like a dorm building, and it was top class only. She was there on a scholarship though; and as much of an accomplishment that was...the rich and ostentatious types wouldn't see it that way.

"It's a new girl..."

"..." Kagome opened the U-Haul truck and grabbed a box, 'Not even here five minutes and already being talked about…'

"She doesn't look very important..."

'How nice...'

"Looks can be deceiving...I mean...look at Near..."

"Yeah, good point..."

Kagome was about to open the door with two boxes in arm when it swung open and almost caused her to fall back.

"Sorry!"

"..." Kagome steadied the two boxes, watching to make sure she didn't lose them before sighing and looking up, a girl with brown hair in pigtails smiled at her, "Hi..."

"Hi there! You are new?"

'Obviously...' Kagome nodded, "Yes,"

"Here, let me help!" She took the box on top and held the door open for Kagome. "I'm Linda, by the way...Linda Torits, you?"

"Kagome Higurashi, a pleasure."

"So do you know what room you have?"

"Yeah, it's...uh..." She balanced the box in one arm and pulled a piece of paper free from her pocket, "Floor six, room...1313..."

"Eh?" Linda stared at her, and then looked down at the paper; she had a look of confusion on her face. "They're actually putting someone in that room?"

"What's wrong with it?"

"Nothing, it's a great room...it's the history. This kid that went to our school years before you and I, about, eight years ago, I think...he committed suicide by hanging himself from the fan."

"...from the fan..." Kagome doubted that, "Did you see this? Was there anything in the news or newspaper about it?"

"No...his brother and family kept it all pretty hush-hush." She whispered the last part.

"I see, well...then I hope the young boys ghost is at least quiet. I can't stand the thought of missing class or failing due to a lack of sleep." Kagome stepped into the elevator and Linda pressed the button to the floor she'd be on, listening to each soft ding before the doors opened on floor four. Stepping out, she took note of the gossipers that had been whispering about her from the windows above just moments ago. Both were watching her, leaning against the wall as she looked them over with a quick glance before brushing them off and following Linda down the hall.

"So, this is your room. Um, there are only six dorms on this floor, and those two have the rooms just next to yours on the left; 1311 and 1312. Room 1314 is Near's room, and then 1315 is Light's room; 1310...is so far unclaimed.

"I'm sure that in time, that will change." Kagome turned and smiled, "Thanks for helping me out," She pulled the key free and unlocked the door to her new abode, letting the door swing open, she entered and smiled, "Good, they fixed the fan before I got here."

Linda frowned, but followed the girl inside nonetheless. "I understand that it may not seem rational, but it happened..."

"I'm sure it did. Now, not to cut you off on your extensive knowledge f this bedrooms history, but...do you mind if I take up some of your time? You don't need to, of course, but..." Kagome placed the box in the corner of the room and looked at the girl, 'But if you're going to be playing baby chick, then I'd rather you at least help me out with my boxes.'

"Oh, no problem at all!" Linda smiled; placing the box up against the same wall Kagome had placed the other box. "By the way, have you decided which electives to take? I'm an art major."

"Is that so..." Kagome left the door open as she walked back to the elevator and waited patiently for the door to open, and once it did, she entered with Linda on her heels. "No, I haven't, but I can tell you, it won't be art, I'm not very artistic, I do well with stick figures, oh, but my smiley faces are cute!" Kagome smiled, "If the college has dance, I'm pretty sure I'll take that."

"But dance classes go pretty late; don't you want enough sleep for your academics?"

"I go to bed around eleven anyways, and wake up every morning around six-thirty, I'll be fine."

"I guess, if that's the case, they do have dance classes; what about your second elective?"

"Ah, my second," Kagome smiled as she jumped into the U-Haul and pulled out a black case, "...will be Violin,"

"You play?"

"Well, yeah. My mom wanted me and my brother to learn at least one instrument, and I took a liking to the Violin. My brother plays piano, but...he is much more into Soccer, which is fine. Mom doesn't mind, as long as he practices ever so often, so not to forget."

"Cool,"

The two grabbed another box each and continued once more up Kagome's room. "So what about you, I got Art, what's your second elective?"

"Oh...mm...Gymnastics,"

"Fitting, you look like a Gymnast," Kagome could just picture the pigtailed brunette in a pink and white leotard, flouncing about with a hoop, or the streamers.

"I do? Really?"

Kagome nodded, "Sure, why?"

"Oh, nothing..." She averted her eyes with a shy blush.

~ding~

Kagome stepped out of the elevator and entered her room, only to feel eyes on her back. She turned, and looked at the two boys watching her, sitting on her windowsill and looking intently at her.

"Well, hello, welcomed guests."

They were the same boys she had seen out in the hallway when she'd first come up; a boy with auburn red hair and green eyes grinned, "What's up!"

"...not to sound impudent, but might I inquire as to your reason for entering my newly acquired residence, without being invited inside?"

"Hey, check that out Mello, a female Near, only...cuter." The green-eyed boy laughed.

"Well, Higurashi, we have diverse ideas of the term invited,"

"Clearly,"

Mello, as the auburn red haired boy had referred to him, smirked at the droning tone in her voice, "You see, when I see a door wide open, I assume that anyone is welcomed to come in, however, seeing as you disagree, why not tell me what your idea of invited is."

"Simple really, as quote the definition, invited, to ask somebody politely to come or go somewhere, or to ask someone to go do something." Kagome grinned, "Shall I put it in a sentence?"

"...cute..." Mello jumped off the windowsill, "Mello, this is Matt."

Matt waved a hand, "Want some extra hands to help you out with your boxes?"

"Are you offering?"

"As a matter of fact..."

Kagome nodded, placing the box in hand down, she turned to see Linda was silently watching the conversation take place, as if expecting something to happen. Seeing nothing ensue between them, she placed the box down and followed Kagome back out.

"So, how did you know my name? Or...my last name, I should say."

"Matt here is aspiring to be a hacker," Mello pointed over his shoulder at the red head.

'That makes sense,' Kagome frowned, "And you?"

"Mello is aspiring to be an Evil World Dominator, so that he can take his place up there with the rest of the domineering assholes that get off on bossing all of us meager and defenseless normal people around."

Kagome laughed, "You hiring?"

"Not yet, positions for the job won't be accessible to the public for another three years." Mello said with a laugh.

"Ah, so you guys are a year older than me; Linda, what about you?"

"Uh, y-yeah, I'm also a second year."

"Alright..." Kagome looked curiously at the girl who now looked a little self-conscious and out of place.

"Linda is like that around anyone she feels inferior to, or so I'm forced to assume."

"That's not true!" Linda cried out, "Mello is being mean!"

Kagome raised a brow, "Being mean? How is he being mean?"

Linda frowned, "He's never nice to anyone except Matt. Chances are, if he's nice to you now, he'll hurt you within the hour."

Smiling, Kagome turned to Mello who looked at Linda as if she were crazy, "I think I trust him, Matt too; their good guys, not bad. I mean, they wouldn't offer to help me if the planned to hurt me later, it's too much work."

"..." Matt looked at Mello curiously, and the blonde-haired boy scoffed, Matt laughed, "Let's get that apartment of yours fixed up, since we'll be neighbors and such."

"Sounds like a plan,"

"Hey, what do you have planed for Saturday?"

"Saturday? I just got here; I don't even know what I'm eating for dinner tonight."

Matt laughed, "We have a study group on Saturday, Mello wants you to join us, I think."

"Humph," Mello crossed his arms, "What's your average?"

"GPA, you mean?"

"Obviously,"

"3.8, you?"

Mello smirked, "3.9,"

"3.8," Matt grinned, "Yes, he's very competitive; so long as you don't go any higher than him, you'll stay on his good side."

"...ah," Kagome stared curiously at the blonde haired, blue-eyed boy "So he doesn't like it when someone shows him up,"

"He hates it,"

"He's right here," Mello irritably growled out.

"Um, Kagome?"

Kagome turned to Linda and acknowledged her in interest, "Yes?"

"I have to go,"

'Have to, or want to...Kagome watched the girl as she fidgeted nervously before her,' Nodding, Kagome watched her run off. "How strange,"

"Don't be surprised if she disappears every time we come around. She always does. In fact, I'm surprised she stuck around for as long as she did."

Kagome sighed, turning as the elevator opened to let them out, "What's wrong with the two of you, that makes such an outgoing and talkative girl take off and become so withdrawn? Earlier, she wouldn't take the hint and shut up, now she isn't talking at all."

"Like I said, she scats if we are anywhere near her," Mello shrugged, "I don't know what her problem with us is, and I don't care either,"

Kagome saw Matt turn away from Mello to hide a grin, but that grin told her that he knew something that his blonde friend didn't, and she'd be sure to get it out of him later. "Where is that study group held again?"

"At Mello's, six o'clock."

"I'll be there,"

The three went about their conversation as they unpacked the U-Haul truck. Kagome was more than grateful at having the two boys help her out, she hadn't thought she'd be able to get all the boxes up on her own so quickly, but they had definitely saved her a few hours worth of trips. Sitting in her new home for the next four to eight years, depending on her mood, she pulled out her cell phone and dialed her old home, her mothers' number.

-Hello~?-

Kagome smiled, "Hey Souta, can you put mom on?"

-Ah, sis! Yeah, I'll get her, hang tight for a bit!-

Kagome yawned, it wasn't too late, only eight, it was just...a long day...and it wasn't over yet. She glanced about her apartment and sighed; she still had to unpack. 'Oh, what fun...'

-Kagome, dear?-

"Hey mom, I made it, and met two out of four of my neighbors. There are six rooms on my floor, five occupied, including mine, the sixth has no tenant, as of yet."

-I'm so glad, I hope the drive there wasn't bad. Tell me about the two neighbors that you did meet,-

"The drive was fine; as for my newly acquired neighbors, or...the two that I met...they're something else...they were in my room when I came up a second time with some more of my stuff and─"

A phone call ending the day would have been nice, but then...it seemed, her night would just be getting started after the call...with a feeling...

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Me: Chapter One, is done, I hope everyone enjoys this chapter, and future chapters as well!