A/N: repost loves …I hope you enjoy…
Kagome's eyes opened wide to rotten velvet. She felt like she was havinmg a major hang over and before dropping a major complaint, a memory shot through her head:
She was curled up comfortably on the couch with a blanket. She was flipping through the channels listlessly without seeing what was on a channel before changing it. Inuyasha was supposed to be there an hour ago. She sighed restlessly and continued her perusal, ghosts of infomercials and talk shows illuminating her face. She was starting to worry. He was never late….well…never this late. "What if…" her mind started in a worry party but a loud noise at the door interrupted.
She immediately shot up, the blanket soundlessly dropping to the floor and the remote not so soundlessly. She dared not move until the noise stopped and all she heard was the TV in the back round.
"Toto, I don't think we're in Kansas anymore….."
The door creaked open. She made a short reconnaissance of the room, only moving her big brown eyes. She then moved as quietly as she could to the door, cursing the tap tap of her heels on the floor. She bit her lip as she reached the door.
She poked her head out and looked both ways, eyes wide and alert like a kid who just learned "look both ways before you cross the street."
She sighed in relief. Nothing. Just the dimly lit hallway of her apartment house.
That's when she felt it. Cold metal pushing through her skin. A scream of pain pushed past her closed lips. Instantly, the seconds turned to minutes, no, hours, and churned by, slow and thick. She gritted her teeth and dug her nails into her palms to try to palliate the pain.
Silent tears dripped from her eyes, which were squeezed shut. In fact, all her face was screwed in a grimacing countenance.
After what felt like an eternity, she heard fabric rip. Her fluttered open lazily from the weight of tears on her lashes to see the point of a sword sticking out right where her heart was.
Her eye twitched.
The sword made a greedy sucking sound as it left her body. She immediately let out a haggard breath she didn't even realize she was holding.
Her muscles contracted and her eyes watered painfully. She gingerly brought her hand to her wound , which was bleeding profusely. She felt all the warmth in her body ebb away as she brought her bloody fingers in front of her eyes slowly. She disgustedly spread the blood from her fingers to her palm with her thumb slowly, as if savoring it, when it really sickened her.
This was all the she needed to see to convince herself it was real.
Her senses numbed, and she felt drained. All she could hear was the TV serenading her departure from this world.
"Somewhere over the rainbow…"She fell to the floor without catching herself, her limbs aching from the sudden impact.
"…way up high…"
She gasped fro breath painstakingly, but no matter how much air she took in, her lungs would just not take it.
"…there's a land that I heard of once in a lullaby…"
She smiled wryly with the last amount of willpower she possessed. "Ironic this song should be playing while…." She had no desire to finish her thought, as much as she knew the end was near.
"…somewhere over the rainbow
skies are blue
and the dreams that you dare
to dream really do come true…"
Her eyesight dimmed considerably as her murderer, turned her over.
The last thing she ever saw:
Two amber eyesKagome immediately shot up and her head collided with something hard.
"Shit!", she exclaimed through clenched teeth as she fell back. She massaged her forehead with a trembling hand.
If it was all a dream? she mused and removed her hand shakily from her forehead to where the wound would be if this all wasn't some twisted dream. I wonder what Freud would say about my dream…Kagome tried to make light of the situation as she felt around her chest.
She gasped when she hit it. An open wound. Disgusted, she let her hand travel deeper inside and almost threw up when she hit something she was almost sure was her heart.
" Oh…My…God." she took a sharp intake of breath and it whistled through her slumbering lungs. She felt a flutter, and realized it was only in her head. Her hand was still resting above her heart, and it hadn't beat at all.
"I am dead…. aren't I?"
She sighed, scared, her mouth open in disbelief. She needed answers. She needed them now. She moved her hands through her long, tangled hair, but that didn't help anything.
"Ouch," she murmered, hitting a few stubborn knots.
Then she looked up. I'm dead….so that must mean that I'm in a-a-a. She reached out gingerly and didn't have to wait a second to touch a wet, cold, sticky substance.
" Yuck," Her hand immediately found its way back to her side, and she franticly rubbed it against her clothes, or at least what was left of them. Kagome blushed. Naked girl in a coffin. It sounded like some twisted joke.
She shook herself from her stupor and looked up one more time, with more wonder. She slowly brought her fingers up until it hit the substance again.
Her eyes widened.
Rotted Velvet.
Now she really needed to get out of here. But how? She remembered distantly about studying for a test on the burial rituals of the Egyptians. They usually buried the bodies with useful goods, such as food and weapons, to enter into the next world. Un fortunately she was NOT in Egypt.
Kagome frantically made a mental list of all she had…she came up with nothing.
Think…think…think.
Still nothing came. She brought her her hand to her forhead for the second time. That's when it hit her.
" Of course…" she murmured aloud.
She balled her lovely hand into a fist, and began punching her way through the makeshift coffin. She noticed it wasn't of a very good quality, because how else would she have been able to break free of it so easily. While she might have been offended in other circumstances, she was very thankful in this one. She smiled as she felt dirt, and then, cool humid air. She could smell rain.
A breeze blew as she carefully climbed out of her grave.
Freedom! She thought as she tossed her head back and smiled. It was too good. Much too good.
She hadn't realized how much she missed the sun, as much as clouds covered it at the moment. The way its rays indirectly affected everyone…
She was off on a distant tangent until she felt a raindrop on her nose. And then another. And another. Soon, sheets of rain were covering her, but she kept her face upturned, enjoying the earth she had departed much too soon.
But soon her eyes snapped open. She was hungry. Yes, she was uncharacteristically hungry for revenge.
Amber eyes…got me hypnotized…
Kagome remembered her first kiss with InuYasha. No, Shay. She called him that despite his adamant protest. He cupped her face and leaned in…
But all too soon another image of amber eyes filled her vision, blurry on the edges…the eyes of her assailant…
Kagome broke down. It COULDN'T have been him…nonononononononononono!
She was reduced to a crying mess curled up in a neat little ball of denial. She rocked back and forth. All the love she had for him. The way he looked at her before he was going to argue. His smile. The way his eyes danced. His fangs. How she asked if she could touch them. The way his eyes rolled when he said yes, yes, okay, you silly girl.
The way they pressed against her mouth when they kissed…
Kagome opened her eyes, righteous fury filling her eyes the way gas filled a tank. There was a price to pay. And InuYasha was going to pay dearly.
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