(A/N: This is just a little thing on Kagome's life
The Kikyo Hater (who owns nothing of InuYasha… only watches… … or Avril Lavigne who wrote the song that inspired this story… Arigato.))
A baby wept by her mother's side, having just been born. The woman curled her arms around the babe and smiled down at her, cuddling her close to her chest. Two men burst in, an old man, and a young man. The old one looked down at the baby and asked for her name, holding some purifying water that the baby's mother thought looked suspiciously like the tap water from the drinking fountain outside. But her face broke out into a smile as she brushed the small tuft of hair away from the babe's face. "Kagome. Ka-go-me."
I couldn't tell you
why she felt that way,
She felt it everyday.
And I couldn't help her,
I just watched her make the same mistakes again.
A young girl sat against Goshinboku, tears slowly streaming down her cheeks. The funeral had been yesterday. Her father really was dead. Sota, her little brother, only two at the time, cuddled up against her as she held onto him. At only seven years of age, this turn hurt too much to explain. Kagome bit her lip and buried her face in her knees, her right arm clutching Sota clenching over the little boy like he was her lifeline.
What's wrong, what's wrong now?
Too many, too many problems.
Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs.
She wants to go home, but nobody's home.
It's where she lies, broken inside.
With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.
Broken inside.
"Heh. What a disgrace, Kikyo." Kagome glared up at the boy who was still pinned to the tree, her eyes flashing dangerously. "Why you!" 'Ok, THAT does it!' her mind screamed at her as she scrambled to her feet. "Don't make a mistake! I'm not Kikyo, as I told you before!" The boy scoffed softly as she stomped over to him. He shoved his face into hers and began shouting, making her flinch back slightly, but not enough to be noticeable. "Don't be pretentious!" he screamed. "No other girl smells this disgusting except you!" He paused and sniffed the air lightly. The words 'What a weirdo,' ran through her head as he gazed down at her. "You're… not Kikyo." "See! My name is Kagome! KA-GO-ME!" InuYasha looked away, rather sheepishly as Kagome began to think, before he said, "Kikyo is more feminine… and beautiful." It was rather hard not to hurt him right there and then.
Open your eyes and look outside, find the reasons why.
You've been rejected, and now you can't find what you left behind.
Be strong, be strong now.
Too many, too many problems.
Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs.
She wants to go home, but nobody's home.
It's where she lies, broken inside.
With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.
Broken inside.
InuYasha held Kagome's hand lightly, his claws tracing her jaw line as he watched her with soft amber eyes. Slowly, he lowered his head and pressed his lips against her. Kagome started against him. 'So this was what he had told Miroku-sama, Sango-chan, and Shippo-chan not to follow us for,' she thought foggily before wrapping her arms around his neck and leaning against him. Her heart leapt into her throat as he deepened the kiss. It was like she was in heaven.
Her feelings she hides.
Her dreams she can't find.
She's losing her mind.
She's fallen behind.
She can't find her place.
She's losing her faith.
She's fallen from grace.
She's all over the place.
Yeah,oh
Kagome reeled back, feeling as if her heart had broken into a million pieces. Kikyo was with InuYasha… again. She bit back tears. She would always be better than Kagome in InuYasha's eyes. Her hand tightened on her bow as she remembered Kikyo's lips on his. Her heart stopped as she realized something; it was nothing more than a competition over InuYasha to Kikyo. Tears filled Kagome's as she ran on. The well loomed up before her and she launched herself into it. The jewel was finished. InuYasha wouldn't care anymore. Problem was, she didn't know she was pregnant. They had mated two days ago.
She wants to go home, but nobody's home.
It's where she lies, broken inside.
With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.
Broken inside.
"And evil yokai turned to the girl who held the great sword Tessaiga. His hand lifted and his acid covered her," Kagome said to the children that sat before her, hanging on every word. She had had a daughter, and her daughter had had a son and was pregnant. He sat in the front row, watching her, his mouth agape as the story of how she pulled Tessaiga from inside the great Inu no Taisho's grave. She called herself 'the girl' and InuYasha 'the hanyou', as if neither of them ever existed, but it never fooled either the adults, or the children. Eri had once told Kagome that she couldn't lie to save her life. As the years passed by, Kagome was inclined to agree. Some people thought of her as crazy. One or two of the teenagers had almost gotten to her journals, the last the she had connecting her to the Sengoku Jidai, besides Goshinboku. She had written them while in that era. Sometimes she would crack them open and read them, smile, and remise, but… that hadn't happened in ages. She smiled grimly. Crazy… Maybe she was. She remembered when she had called her old jii-chan crazy… but… She continued the story, not really paying attention to it; she had told it so many times before, and she had lived it herself. Sometimes, when she fell asleep, she would relive her memories, and sometimes, she would see Kikyo dragging InuYasha to hell, Shippo growing up without her, Sango and Miroku marrying, having a lot of kids, and dieing. Kaede, according to her dreams, didn't last more than a year since she had fled. It hurt, but she was positive that had all happened after she had run like a coward. Still… at least she still had her daughter, since Souta had been hit by a bus the previous year, and her mother and jii-chan had died of old age year ago. She was, quite literally, the last of her kind.
She's lost inside, lost inside...oh oh
She's lost inside, lost inside...oh oh yeah
Kagome's eyes slowly closed. Tears slid down her cheeks as she rested her old head against the soft pillow. Everything that happened, her father's death, falling through the well and into the Sengoku Jidai, meeting InuYasha, Kaede-obachan, Shippo-chan, Miroku-sama, Sango-chan… Her two grandchildren huddled around her daughter as she sent them out of the room. Kagome didn't want those closest to her now to watch her in this sad form. Her daughter turned to her and was saying something, but Kagome couldn't her. Lifting a hand, she pointed soundlessly out the window. At the well house, then at Goshinboku. It trembled slightly as she looked at it, remembering everything about it, memorizing its curves, the wound where InuYasha had once been pressed up against, before her finger moved to a book case next to her. The journals from the Sengoku Jidai lined the shelves, with many laid out by the side. A smile slowly spread across her face. "Read them… I don't want to be remembered as a crazy person." Her daughter began to protest, but Kagome quieted her. "Looks like I outlived my incarnation… Kikyo never loved anybody but InuYasha… shame… I think she would've loved her children very much. I always thought she'd be a great mother… I guess I outdid her in loving, at least." Her eyes flickered before closing. A breath, like a rattle, slipped from her lips as Kagome's form grew limp. The old wrinkled face relaxed and, for a moment, she almost looked like the young fifteen year old girl who had fallen through a well and fallen in love with a half demon.
