'When the battle's lost and won'-Shakespeare Macbeth

This is how I really write modern day stories.

The thing about life, as she found, is that it just kept going. Nothing ever really ENDED, it only paused. When this life was over, there was the afterlife, then reincarnation. So for someone to say that it was a sad end to his or her life, well that was a lie, for his or her life would just keep going, only out of sight. So what really ends life? Ends time?

I hear if you commit suicide, yours soul is damned to stay forever in purgatory, never moving forward, never stepping back. That's an end, of sorts. I lived in Tokyo, I ate as often as I wanted and enough cloths to fill the wardrobes of seven children, and they'd look stylish at that. I lived in an uptown apartment that I helped pay for with my mom and a nice snug bed. But still, something tugged at my soul, clinging to my hallow heart. I could be called a spoiled little brat who could have it so much worse and I should just thank the Gods for allowing this life to me, but I can't.

Life is hard.

It's not like mom and me ever have those stupid little fights over picking up your room, or cleaning this dishes. My mom and me hated living together, in fact we shifted our days and work times just to not see each other. She turned that way ever since dad left her for that slut that lived half way across town. I hated that woman more then I can explain, she made my blood boil. Before then mom loved me, she would go out of her way just to make me happy, but I suppose that was short term. She pressed pause.

"Kikyou-chan!" Chiyoko screamed, her hand waving high above her head like she was in some anime. "Hello" I replied and bowed slightly, smiling when my face presented itself again. Chiyoko was my best friend, at least in her eyes that's she thought I thought. I didn't really have any friends, mostly just people I said 'hi' to and for some reason they would talk to me about their most private things. Girls now-a-day mostly just talk about sex, and did it gross me out.

"So like, I was with my boyfriend last night and we rented a motel, and he wanted to do it, but I was like 'No' you know? And then he like turned me on so much I had to! But the motel people called and told us to keep it down, it was so funny!" Chiyoko talked and talked as the bus came nearer and nearer to school. I clapped my hands a few time quietly when we finally entered school doors.

It's a type pf pray, used to suppress evil. Its suppose to be a joke here.

"Hey Kikyou-chan!" Inuyasha said and slapped my back. This was my fiancé, Inuyasha. He didn't really need to add the 'chan' onto my name anymore, but no one is suppose to know we are together like that yet. I'm only eighteen after all. Inuyasha put his arm around my neck and grinned as we walked in the hallways. He was a bit too proud of our relationship for my blood. Suddenly he let go and I nearly flared up with anger.

You know that one girl at school who always hits on your boyfriend, even if you're right there? The one girl who hugs and hugs and just won't let go? Then because she dose that you move in even closer, and try and stop it by taking a hold of his hand or arm or for God's sake something, yet she still hugs and drools on him? Meet Kagome. Nothing about Kagome was 'bad'. She was nice girl; she was sugar sweet and never made enemies. Her and Inuyasha really ended up being friends long before I ever did, and they dated before we did so maybe it was just my insane jealously that made her innocent hugs seem like a dry hump, but something about her didn't rub me the right way.

"Kikyou-chan!" She screamed and jumped over and hugged me, and when I didn't return it I played it off as 'I'm so cool I don't give hugs'. Kagome pulled out the newest volume of 'Fullmoon' to show me, I didn't much like the anime and thought little of the plot, but the oh so cute picture were to die for. "Wanna borrow it?" She asked and before I could reply she shoved the book in my hand, gave Inuyasha a hug and ran down the hall.

Grrr.

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After school Inuyasha and I usually go to a movie or something, and I bitterly say yes when he asks Kagome can tag along. Then the movie ends, I go to my shrine. I pray and pray, and beg for a better tomorrow. The days would seem to get a little better from someone else's point of view, but because I still feel empty. So the Gods were granted my wishes, I just wanted more. Selfish, huh?

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Days would slink by so slowly, taunting me as I stared at the clock resting on the wall and the hands just not moving. Summer break was nearing, and bitter I still was at life. I was bored with life. Everything seemed so damn pointless. Sure I could take a subway downtown and get a new manga, or cd, but I just didn't want to. Sure I put on a good movie, entertain myself for a short time but I didn't want to. I was too bored to even move off my bed today. I hated this boredom with life. I needed something different, someone new.

That's when I met Sango. She wasn't much of a talker; she hated most of her life to start with. She kept to herself a lot and would only glance up to glare at someone when they said something she thought was stupid. But she was Sango no less. She stood out to me because I thought she really didn't care what anyone thought of her. I longed for that same feeling. I longed to be able to tell people I listened to the bands they are got over years ago, and I liked eating strange things like hot and spicy squid with sushi wrap (home made). But I couldn't.

"Hey" I tried to say coolly as I sat down beside Sango in the lunchroom. All the girls looked over, some even laughed while looking at me, but now was good a time as any to try not caring. "I'm Kikyou" I smiled and Sango flickered her eyes upward at me, then looked back at her manga. "I know" She replied, her foot was placed on the side of the table and her manga rested on her knee as she sat.

It was probably the most awkward yet life changing things ever.