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Title- Finding the Worst in MeSummary- After tragedy strikes, Kagome goes to a new school to get away, to start over. But soon she realizes that the past isn't that far away, and her imagination, plus some peculiar peers equals heartache and headaches. Also, why are these peers so familiar, and what kind of ties do they hold to her unforgettable past?
Author's Notes- This is nothing special really… just something that kept poking me until I wrote it… so I wrote it. The title might change, 'cause I'm not very happy with it.
Enjoy…
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Kagome gazed dreamily towards a large building surrounded by a cluster of smaller buildings. This would be her new home, after all. So she had to get used to it.
The largest building had tall crystal glass windows framing the top half and faded bricks supporting the bottom. You could faintly see heavy folds of random fabric on the walls and more resembling tapestries to be a curtain hanging from the tall ceiling.
Auditorium…The next was just a big, white building with heavy painted concrete blocks making the formation. Several doors marked the sides and a large field was behind the structure.
Gym…She let her sight drift lazily to the other buildings marking the landscape, and sighed. It was going to take a while to get though here without getting lost.
The main building had a small fountain in the front, and the entire face of the building was adorned with huge windows that showed the inside. There were even glass doors.
Bag in tow, Kagome let out a sigh and strolled towards the Main Building. She pulled open the heavy door and quietly made her way over to the secretary who was busying herself typing away.
When Kagome had reached the edge of the desk, the secretary, who's name plaque read: Mrs. Tsukara, had ceased her typing and gave the new arrival a warm smile.
She could tell that Mrs. Tsukara was an older woman from all of the pictures of children reached adulthood, and pictures of her husband placed here and there around her desk. She looked at the papers on the desk and then glanced back up at Kagome, never losing her smile.
"Hello. You must be Kagome Higarashi. My name's Mrs. Tsukara," she stood up to shake Kagome's hand. "Welcome to the academy. I hope you find yourself at home here."
Kagome smiled half-heartedly and nodded.
"Well then, I'll give you your room key and send you off to get comfortable. Remember, classes start tomorrow at 8:30 A.M sharp! But since you're just getting here I'll leave an exception notice for the dorm-patrol in case you decide to get more situated."
Again Kagome nodded, her politeness kicking in. "Thank you. I'm sure I'll be fine with tonight."
"Okay then," she added, grabbing a key off of her desk and handing it to Kagome, "here's your key. The girl's dorm is on the left. Just go out the side door and walk through the courtyard to get there."
Kagome bid Mrs. Tsukara goodbye and made her way out the door. The courtyard was furnished splendidly with large shady trees and small flowers. There were several stone and wooden benches to eat or simply read on, and off in one corner there were a few vending machines.
Suddenly, Kagome felt dehydrated. She hadn't had anything to drink since this morning when her mother made her a farewell breakfast with muffins, pancakes, and orange juice. Digging deep into her pockets she managed to scrounger up fifty cents and pop it into the machine. A light hum escaped her lips as she decided exactly what she wanted. Simply pressing the top button, a can of Coke fell and landed in the small compartment below, and Kagome immediately helped herself to it. Giggling inside she made a clichéd "Ah…" and continued walking to the dorms.
The dorms were two rather large, parallel buildings on either side of the sidewalk. The Boys' on the right; Girls' on the left. In the center, where the sidewalk forked, there was a sign posted that read:
'Any Male/Female in the wrong dorm after 5:00 PM and before 8:00 AM will be removed and punished by suspension.'
The dark warning gave Kagome a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach, but she shook it off and made her way to the large double-doors that made the entry to the dorm building.
Another sigh flowed out of her lungs when she opened the doors and stepped inside, hearing the low murmur of hundreds of other girls. The walls of the compound were literally wood from the carpet to about halfway up; then a light gray took over and lead to the ceiling. The carpet was thick and worn, a hot pinkish colour near the walls and a more pale colour towards the center, where it had been eaten away with traffic.
Suddenly the light patch of carpet turned to a light brown dust, surrounded with grass.
The path from the feudal era…!As soon as Kagome blinked the image faded away, replaced with the carpet again.
Her heart fell slightly, and her grip on the key tightened. She looked down at the key and read the numbers aloud:
"6,"
Inuyasha, 1; Shippou, 2; Miroku, 3; Kirara, 4; Sango, 5; and I, 6…"4,"
The Jewel of four souls…"5 and 0."
Fifty years…Kagome's eyes glazed over and tears brimmed her eyes. She shook her head violently and squeezed the key tightly, not letting the tears fall.
Can't think of this now. Inuyasha…Kagome quickly coughed to knock herself out of her own mind, and she began her accent of the stairs. There was another number on the flip side of the room number, the floor level: 3.
Yay, the third level of a four-story dorm…She thought sarcastically.By the time she had made it to the third level, her legs were hurting slightly, but not really bugging her. She walked down one corridor after another, turning corners and passing by bathrooms until finally she came across room #6450.
She reached her shaking hand forward and turned the key in the knob, opening the tiny room.
She was in one of the outside rooms, so there was a window; just one window, but a window. The room was very small indeed, two twin-sized beds were crammed into the corners and two desks also fell at the foot of the beds. There was no private bathroom, just one down the hall, which was fine, she didn't want to smell Clorox once a week anyhow. The empty bed was the one nearest the window, which was also fine. This room kind of reminded her of her own room.
The bed opposite hers was wrapped in a big, fluffy, multi-coloured blanket, and several pillows marked it and fell against the wall. On the nightstand by the other bed had a small lamp on it, a book, a flashlight, and a piece of paper. Kagome's curiosity eventually got the best of her as she went over and glanced at the paper, it was a list of extracurricular activities, nothing more. (I feel like Poe... hehe)
After Kagome was done 'exploring' she set her large yellow backpack onto the bed. More like chucked it, actually. The over-stuffed bag bounced as the mattress settled; luckily the bed didn't squeak.
She just stood in the center of the room, staring at her bag, almost as if she was afraid to open it. Eventually she stalked over to the bed, set the backpack up, and unlatched the front. She looked inside expecting to see a blanket, tons of clothes, her pillow, and other necessities, but when she peeked inside the bag she saw everything she didn't pack.
There were chocolate bars, lollipops, and crayons; several different drinks and sodas; a magazine, many kinds of crackers and food that didn't need to be refrigerated; cat treats and food; and Ramen… lots and LOTS of Ramen.
Kagome took a step back as if the bag had caught fire. She fell to the floor and scooted away more. Rocking back and forth her breathing grew ragged and memories flooded her mind.
No, no, no… "No. No. No!" She screamed to no one in particular. Realizing she shouted, she clamped her hand over her mouth and waited for anyone to respond… no one did.
After a few moments, Kagome unsteadily rose to her feet and walked back over to her backpack. The contents of the bag were now a large pillow, blanket, and clothes. She groaned, knowing that things weren't going to become any easier; so much for being optimistic.
With a dreamy and lazy pace, Kagome made her bed, put away her clothes, put random things on her desk- like pens, books, her diary, pictures, and boxes- and stuffed her backpack under the bed with her shoes.
After she was done she collapsed on the bed and yawned, her bed felt so comfortable with that little home-y touch.
A real bed again… this isn't so bad…Soon sleep overcame her and she was shrouded in blackness. Little figments of the past danced through her closed eyes and pulled on the strings of her heart.
…Dream Sequence…
Kagome couldn't help but scream as the demon's blow ripped Shippou from her arms. He began crying and running towards her but Inuyasha yelled at him to stop.
"Shippou! Stop you brat!" Inuyasha tried to work in some comfort, slightly, into his words. "Stay away! Go hide!" Before he could say anymore Shippou was off into the woods and the demon had come after him.
Sango ran towards Kagome, who was bleeding from her hip, and helped her onto her feet. "Are you okay?" She asked, never looking from the demon.
"Yeah, I think…" Kagome choked out, watching Inuyasha and Miroku doing their best to fend off the beast.
"Right." Sango's glare sharpened and she charged towards the demon, the Hiraikotsu flying rapidly at it. (I think that's how you spell it…)
Sango always looked so much more threatening when she was clad in her demon slayer attire. There was just something about it that gave you the 'don't mess with her or you'll die' feeling.
Kagome ran around searching for her bow; then the demon reached an arm towards her back.
Inuyasha's eyes widened to their extremities and he bounded towards her. "Kagome!"
Kagome turned around in time to see Inuyasha jump between her and the demon, the demon tossing Testsaiga away like a child's toy.
"Inuyasha, please. You can't fight him without your sword!" She begged him, but he just wouldn't give in.
"Keh. I can take him. Just stay safe, why don't 'cha!"
Kagome sunk back and grabbed her bow and pulled out and arrow with it. "Inuyasha, I'm not going to sit back and do nothing. I'm going to help."
Inuyasha turned his head and looked back at her. "Fine. Just don't expect me to come rescuing you when you change your mind." He muttered before leaping towards the demons throat, delivering an attack that sent the enemy hurdling backwards. Before the demon even hit the ground, Inuyasha landed with something of a flourish and swiped up Testsaiga again.
Sango was tossing Hiraikotsu and Miroku was chanting and tossing sutra charms as Kagome was busying herself shooting sacred arrows. She usually missed, but when one found it's way to the demon's eye she muttered a "Yes!" of accomplishment.
The large demon moaned in horrible pain and charged at Kagome, who had suddenly lost the feeling in her legs. All she could do was stare and watch it come closer… closer…
The last thing she knew was Inuyasha violently shoving her out of the way and performing the 'Wind Scar' very quickly. There was a bright flash, disintegration, and Inuyasha was gone.
Kagome gasped and looked around frantically. Standing up, she ran to the bare spot on the ground where Inuyasha once stood, nothing was left there. She choked back a sob and fell to her knees, not really understanding what happened.
I can't sense him anymore… Oh, Kami, Inuyasha, please be alive!Sango and Miroku made their way to the small urban girl and kneeled down beside her. She was on her hands and knees now, her tears staining the blank spot of dirt.
Miroku tried to find what to say: "Lady Kagome… Inuyasha could very well still be alive. He's strong, and I'm sure he's survived."
Kagome couldn't take it any longer, and she grabbed onto Miroku and sobbed uncontrollably into his shoulder. "I hope you're right, Miroku…"
Sango sat next to the two with a mournful, but flat look about her. She pet Kirara deftly and glanced back and forth between Kagome and the ground. It wasn't until Kirara's ears perked up that she stopped her cycle and looked towards the woods. There, beaten, battered, and definitely bloody, stood Inuyasha; with barely any life left in him.
Kagome sensed something and turned around, meeting his eyes and her heart skipped a beat. Without thinking she sprung towards him and threw herself at him. Wrapping her arms around his neck and crying into his haroi. He breathed unsteadily and in bursts, but hugged her as tightly as he could with one of his arms. Apparently he had broken the other one.
"Inuyasha, I'm so sorry…" She breathed, not really thinking of anything else to say.
"I'm sorry too." He mumbled softly, so only she'd hear it. Kagome buried her face into his blood-covered haroi, and listened to his slow then rapid, the slow again breathing. She clung to him tighter, hoping he wouldn't leave, hoping he's spring back to life and yell at her for not being careful, hoping…
His grip on her tightened and quickly slackened, now both his arms hung limp and useless at his sides, and his head dangled over hers as if it was too heavy for his neck to bear. Kagome listened more intently now to his heartbeat. It was slowing; she could hear it… The dull pounding was getting lighter… pulling away…
"No, Inuyasha, you can't do this…!" she half whispered half screamed at him.
"I-I'm sorry…" His voice graveled, and his body fell backwards, away from her. She tried to hold on as long as she could but couldn't support his weight; so she ended up falling on top of him, her body literally convulsing with sobs.
Kagome held on as long as she could, but eventually found enough strength to get up and leave. Just leave. Through the well and never come back.
…End Dream Sequence… (Finally)
About 30 minutes after falling asleep she woke up. She leaned up and found her pillow soaked to the mattress with tears. Pulling her knees closer to her, she rocked back and forth on her bed, trying to get the image of Inuyasha out of her head.
His arms covered in his own blood from deep gashes, his neck torn open and his one pure silver hair marred with crimson…
Kagome shook her head and pounded it against her knees. She had to forget; but she didn't really want to…
To get her mind off of things, she told herself that she was thirsty again and that the coke she had bought only forty-five minutes earlier was old, and that she should buy another.
She reached into her coat pockets and fished out a dollar, she could get a candy bar or something too, right? A small grin sparked across her face and she ran out the door and down the hall to the conveniently placed vending machines.
She wasn't really realizing where she was going, but she knew that there was a corner up ahead. Right before rounding it she heard laughter, and footsteps; and as soon as she opened her eyes she collided with something, someone.
The bright red blinded her vision but she wasn't sure what exactly it was. The voice above her groaned a little, then growled, and she held her head and moaned.
When the weight finally moved off of her she found herself staring, with unutterable horror, at a face framed with shining platinum locks and molten amber eyes…
His mouth opened ever so slightly: "Wha-?"
"Inu…yasha…?"
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Author's Notes- Yes I know, another story, Whoo-hoo. This story's been bugging me for a week now and I just had to write it. It sounded good and complex to me but might not be… I mean, after all, I am… well, me.
Don't worry; this will not interfere with my other stories. I just really wanted to write this one.
--Destiny
