Okay, so I've done some editing, I'm hoping it will be better this time around. Sorry for the wait! Enough of my rambling though, ON WITH THE STORY.

Disclaimer: I have not owned, do not own, will not ever own Inuyasha or any of it's characters, they all belong to Takahashi-sama.

Be My Escape

xxX POISON Xxx

Chapter One

Strong winds shook the trees outside and a light mist poured over the town. A young, raven haired girl started as her friend with long, chestnut hair sat down in the booth across from her. The raven-haired girl gave a small giggle as her friend let out a heavy sigh. Her friend's shift had just ended at Myoga's Café and she was exhausted from serving all the holiday customers bustling in and out for a quick fix.

"I swear I never want to see another cup of coffee for as long as I live." The raven-haired girl gave a small laugh at this.

"Well I can't guarantee a lifetime but at least you don't have to see one for the rest of the day." She tried to sound cheerful, but the girl only sighed again.

"Come on Kagome, lets get out of here. I don't think I can stand it for one more second." The girl called Kagome giggled again.

"Aw, does poor little Sango want to go home?" she cooed mockingly. The chestnut-haired girl obviously did not find humor in her cooing sounds and gave a small glare.

The Chestnut haired girl dubbed Sango untied and hung up her apron on the rack in the back of the shop and grabbed her coat in place of it. The two walked out of the shop into the cold air of the impending winter season and as a breeze blew by, they bundled their coats closer to their bodies.

"Um…so where did you park again?" The taller girl asked, shivering from the cold winds.

"I walked." Kagome said regretfully.

"You're kidding me. You walked two miles to come pick me up, so we could walk two more miles back to your house?" came her disbelieving reply.

"You make it sound like a bad thing. And anyways, it's only one and a half."

The chestnut haired girl whimpered at her terrible misfortune. It was bad enough that she had gotten hot coffee spilled all over her newly cleaned apron, harassed by a man 4 times her age, and yelled at by her boss for telling him off, but now she had to put up with walking two- one and a half- miles just to relax with her friend? Fate was against her.

"Well it may not have been this cold when you got here, but its freezing now." She looked over and noticed that her friend had already started to walk without her.

"We may as well start walking now, the sooner we start, the sooner we can finish. Besides, wasn't it you who kept saying we should gout and get some exercise?"

By the time they arrived, Kagome was already regretting walking.

"I can't feel my face anymore!" she whined slapping her cheeks lightly to get some feeling back in them.

"You wanted to walk, besides, we needed the exercise." She snorted.

"What? It was your suggestion in the first place!" Sango only rolled her eyes.

"Okay Kagome."

Kagome pulled out her keys and quickly unlocked the door. The girls walked into the warm haven gratefully and kicked off their shoes by the door. They all but ran up the stairs to Kagome's room, stopping only long enough for Kagome to see a note on the fridge from her mother:

Kagome,

Went to the movies, be back around 10:00

Love,

Mom, Gramps, Sota

Sango sat down on Kagome's dark green beanbag chair near the heater and shut her eyes with a lofty sigh to better soak in the comfort. Kagome's sudden squeal of excitement made her open her eyes lazily and see her friend pause her rifling through the mess on her desk and find a movie from the video rental place down the street.

The duo ended up watching the movie, which, much to Sango's displeasure, turned out to be a romance movie that she had seen playing on TV in a back-to-back-to-back marathon.( Kagome squealed every time the main character said a cheesy, cliché, not at all cute line.) The fun didn't stop there though. Once that tragedy had ended they moved on to just chatting, which relieved Sango to no end- or so she thought. First they talked about this guy at school that seemed to be in love with Kagome. Hojo, or something equally goofy sounding. The two analyzed all the clumsy but kind points of the cheerful boy, Kagome mentioning how when she was sick, he'd always come to the family's shrine to bring her get-well gifts. Sango put in some teasing comments on how much he liked her and Kagome just brushed it off because she didn't like him anyways.

When Kagome next glanced up at the clock, she realized it was getting late, and they did still have school tomorrow. She informed Sango of the time, and she said her goodbye before grabbing her things and making her departure.

"See you tomorrow." Sango said hugging her best friend before slipping on her shoes and leaving for home.

When she arrived on her street she noticed a moving truck. 'New neighbors? I wonder who it is….' It was then that she noticed silver hair and hazel eyes staring her way.

"Wait a second…" the she mumbled to herself. She ran over and gave him a big hug. "I can't believe you're here! Are you the ones moving in?!" she said, still slightly in shock. "Ya, my dad decided that place wasn't safe after…" He trailed off.

"Yeah…so…how is it since your brother moved out?"

"Paradise!" he exclaimed.

"I'm glad I don't have to put up with being near that bastard anymore!"

She gave a small laugh at this. Everyone who knew Inuyasha and his family knew that he and his brother hated each others guts. Inuyasha's ears perked up a bit at the grass rustling behind him. Sango tilted her head to see past him at what she guessed was one of the movers.

"A-ano," he started nervously to be getting stared at by the both of them all of a sudden. "Your father has requested your assistance, if you don't mind…"

"I see."

"Yeah…Well, I've gotta go now anyways, my dad's gonna get upset if I'm any later."

"Ok well, talk to ya later." He said and went back into his house.

She opened the door cautiously and then paused when she noticed it wouldn't open any further. She peeked through the crack to see that the floor had multiple trash and cans lying around in the pathway of the door. She sighed and squeezed through the barely cracked door, grateful that she and Kagome had walked that mile and a half after all. She closed the door slowly and carefully behind her, so as not to wake the unconscious form on the couch.

She so did not feel like dealing with that right now.

She walked towards the stairs cautiously, and accidentally kicked an empty beer bottle. She held her breath, frozen and prayed that the sound had not woken him. She heard a door open upstairs and started at the sudden noise. She saw her little brother's head peek from around the corner and breathed a sigh of relief. She sighed and started up the stairs, whispering to him.

"Thank god it was only…"

She stopped talking and skipped multiple steps, approaching him carefully. She took his chin and maneuvered his head to examine it.

"What the heck is all this brown stuff on your face??" She dropped her bag and used the freed hand to reach and flicked on the hallway light, but as soon as she did, she wished she hadn't.

There was a large cut just above his eyebrow, and another gash along his cheek, his lip bruised and bleeding. Through all this he did not show a sign of crying. She swallowed thickly and barely managed to ask "Did…you get in a fight at school?" Sadly enough she was praying the answer was yes. He slowly shook his head, and her heart sank. Although she had already guessed at the answer, she again had to ask-

"Did he do this to you?" Her head giving a weak nod in the direction of the stairs. His silence told it all, and it broke her heart. She gently lifted his chin with her fingers to get a look at his face. He looked apathetic, indifferent. She released his face and he ducked his head as if he were ashamed. She pulled him into a tight hold and didn't let go, even when she heard the man downstairs shifting in his sleep.

"Sister…?" She made a small noise of acknowledgement in the back of her throat to tell him she heard.

"…I'm sorry"

For the first time in a long time, she began to cry. She knew she shouldn't be crying in front of Kohaku so she let him go and turning her face, told him to go clean his face up in the bathroom, to which he obediently complied.

"I'm sorry too…" she said when the bathroom door clicked quietly shut.

She dropped her stuff on the carpet in her room and walked over to her dresser, slowly picking up a picture of her family, years ago. A smaller version of herself and her brother, along with both of her parents, were standing in front of the house her father had built for them all to live in. She took the picture and sat down on her bed flopping backwards to lay down with her legs dangling off the foot of the bed.

She hugged the picture to her chest and cried till her whole body shook, and when she couldn't cry anymore, she sat up and put the picture back on her dresser. She took some clothes out of her dresser instead and opened her door to go out into the hallway. She looked around, seeing Kohaku's door was now shut she peeked downstairs and saw that her father wasn't there, but his mess still was.

She came back into the hallway and walked into the bathroom to take a nice soothing shower. She turned on the water and jumped at the freezing temperature. She dodged the water's path and quickly turned the knob further to change it to hot. She sighed in relief and allowed the steamy heaven to wash away her stress and worries as the hot water trailed down her slender form, but it ended all too quickly. She heard a door slam and a man's yelling he was back, despite the fact that she didn't want to deal with him just yet. She quickly shut off the water and wrapped a towel around herself.

'Maybe I'll be able to get out before-'

Oops, too late.

She swung open the door to find none other than her foster father looking down at her with a disgusted scowl. "Get dressed and clean my house already. It's a mess."

This was what it was like to be at home. Ever since she and Kohaku lost their real father about a year ago. Kohaku didn't even know how it happened; he just knew that he and Sango were on their own now, but Sango knew, and she remembered everything that happened.

Just thinking about it made her sick to her stomach.

She muttered a solemn 'Yes sir…'

It really didn't make any sense that he was ordering her to clean like she was his little servant or something when it was his mess of beer bottles and cans and whatever else he could possibly find to dirty up the house with, not to mention the fact that he was completely and totally capable of hiring a maid or butler.

It wasn't as if they were poor or anything. They were actually quite wealthy; After all, her Stepfather owned one of the largest companies in Japan.

She brushed these thoughts aside however as she walked into her room quickly to avoid the chilly air outside of the steamy bathroom. She changed into her favorite flannel pajama pants and a wifebeater and put her hair into her signature high ponytail.

"Guess I better start with all those bottles downstairs." She sighed.

Sango plopped onto her bed with a tired sigh, but sat up immediately when she felt that her tears hadn't dried off of her pillow yet. She sighed again.

'I wonder if we'll ever be happy again…'

(A/N: Sorry to break in here, but for this next part, the following applies:

'blah' Sango's thoughts

'blah' Kagome's thoughts

"blah" Talking on either side

Okay, hope that makes it less confusing!)

She was cut off of her own thoughts as her cell phone rang. She checked the number (couldn't waste minutes talking to people about useless things) and when she saw it was Kagome, she instantly picked it up.

"Hello?" 'Wonder what she wants…'

"Sango! It's such a relief to hear your voice!"

"Is something wrong?"

"Well…yes, but…promise me you won't tell Ayame okay?"

"Well…I guess…" 'It'll be weird keeping things from my friend…'

"…Um, actually…never mind. I'll see you at school tomorrow okay?"

"Huh? Are you sure?" 'What's with that all of a sudden?'

"Y-…yeah…Later!" 'Whew, that was close'

Sango heard a click on the other line before she could say anything more.

'I hope she's okay…'

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Monday

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Beep.

Beep.

Beep.

"Mmm….five more minutes….."Then, a shout from downstairs:

"WENCH! TURN OFF THAT (colorful phrase) ALARM, NOW!!!"

'ok, no more minutes'

She rolled over to face the clock and groped around for the alarm-eyes still closed. She knocked countless items off her dresser until she finally hit the button that would make her impending headache go away.

She sighed and attempted to get out of bed, unfortunately, the covers got caught on her foot and she ate carpet. She growled into the sea of peach.

"I hate Mondays…." She yanked her foot out of the flannel blankets none too gently and shuffled over to her dresser.

'Let's see what we've got today…'

She chose some simple jeans and her favorite, red baby-tee that was still long enough to reach her butt. She had sewed on fishnets a long time ago to act as sleeves. She put on her last minute accessories (rings bracelets etc.) and slipping her hair into her signature high ponytail, she slipped on her black converse and walking down the hall to wake Kohaku.

She then proceeded downstairs to grab her backpack that was covered in sharpie. She grabbed two pieces of bread and put them in the toaster for Kohaku then took an apple and went outside to her brand new 2007 Civic Si Sedan.

It was a strange mix of red and pink, her favorite colors, with all black interior, and newly polished chrome rims. She threw her backpack in the back seat, put the key in the ignition, turned it and waited for Kohaku.

Moments later, the boy dashed out of the house with toast in his mouth, his hair messy and his backpack all but dragging on the walkway. She laughed a little at this as he jumped into the car, and backing out of the driveway, she sped off towards the school.

He turned off the alarm clock before it really even went off. Violet eyes snapped open but narrowed slightly upon greeting the blinding light of morning. He sat up slowly and stretched, yawning. Groggily pulling the covers off of his legs, he swung them over to the edge of his bed and, after another yawning stretch, stood slowly. He cracked his neck and walked over to the mirror hanging above his dresser.

Running a hand through his unruly long hair he picked up and elastic from the dresser and pulled his hair into a small ponytail and the nape of his neck, his bangs coming out of the elastics hold and covering his eyes just slightly. He pulled open the top drawer and grabbed a black t-shirt, then slipped into his faded blue zip-up hoodie (It was blue but everyone always thought it was purple) with his favorite low blue jeans.

He brushed his teeth and threw on his black converse. He slid down the stair rail, grabbed his backpack by the door and headed outside before locking the door and continuing on. He walked through the peaceful neighborhood and into the bustling city, flashing a charming smile to any and every pretty girl he saw.

'I just hope that my new school has lots of pretty girls' he casually strolled along on the sidewalk past some shops with one strap of his backpack slung over his right shoulder, his hand holding it, and the other hand in his pocket playing with his keys.

As he walked along he noticed a magenta blur speed past him, but he was more interested about what, or should I say who, was inside the blur. He had just caught a glimpse of the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen.

Suddenly he felt more motivated to get to school.

Maybe just maybe, he would see her there…

Ok, that about wraps up the first chapter. Told you I wouldn't take too long. I thought I'd be nice and upload it today so you guys have two new things (Or maybe just one and a half) from me to read.

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