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"See you Friday." Sesshomaru stated as he watched her slow heavy steps lead her away from him.
She didn't answer or respond. She just let her feet carry her further away from the room she would soon get even more familiar with.
He felt a tightening in his chest, he truly was worried for her. He wondered why he cared so much. But he just blamed it on his humanity. Sesshomaru sighed and sat in a chair.
This was going to be difficult, and one hell of a ride.
"Maybe now she'll listen?" Kikyo said with fake concern marring her features.
"Let's see when she wakes up." Souta said eyeing the road with a smirk on his face.
They both laughed as they speed their way to the Higurashi estate.
Chapter two: Can you hear me now?
Kagome awoke with a start, sitting up quickly. 'What happened yesterday?' She wondered. Why were her legs so heavy? Why did her head feel like it had a heart beat? She had no possible answers, nor could she think of any due to the pounding inside of her skull.
She closed her heavy lids over her widening pupils. She sighed and gently lowered her tired bones back onto the bed. Everything that was on her mind wore on her sanity, she concluded.
The sun was no longer in the sky. It was pitch black inside of her large bedroom, with the exception of the small sliver of moonlight that slipped through the tiny crack of an opening between her curtains. To her the darkness was just a reminder of her tainted soul and body.
Everything that happened during the past couple of months and a majority of her life, has been a great weight on her shoulders. The recollection and recognition of her past ate at her mind. It wasn't fair, she decided. It really wasn't fair.
Kagome willed her tired limbs to turn towards the window closest to her. It was right beside her bed, above her night stand. She stared at the window, her eyes glazed as more memories breached her mind.
Everything happened in a blur. A few minutes time unraveled a month's plan.
After he left that day, that look in his eyes the darkness in his blazing ruby orbs sunk into her mind. She was scared and she didn't know what to do about it.
He wanted to get rid of her parents... Naraku wanted to kill them. Of that she was sure. She stayed in her room, rarely interacting with the world all she could do was think about his words over and over again. She contemplated them so often they began to haunt her dreams. Little whispers of 'they will pay...' in the dark walls of her night terrors, even to this day, she hears them.
Two weeks passed by without a word from Naraku.
She wasn't relieved. She knew that she should have relaxed a bit with the distance he was keeping. But her mind wouldn't let go of it's grip on that one day. It still played on like a broken record without an off switch. It fed her paranoia.
Kagome was stressed. Stressed beyond her limits. But she kept her worries discreet, she hid her dark circles with concealer and she hid her roaring emotions behind a smile and shimmering eyes, that were shinning with tears that everyone mistook for happiness. Despair was the only emotion she felt, and it clawed at her skin, still prying for blood.
A month went by without word from Naraku.
Kagome did relax. She spent her days at school and her evenings with her parents. Though she relaxed a bit she was still paranoid. His promise still lurked in the back of her mind. Yet she still smiled, at times it was more genuine than others.
With less fear she started her old habits, even leaving the window open as she worked. It calmed her when she did that, like a window to the open world that was better than being alone and closed off from it all.
Now...she knew she was wrong.
Kagome sighed. Memories never stay away when all you want to do is block them out. She shifted underneath her covers, hearing the creaking of the mattress.
'Is misery the only thing I'll ever know from now on?' She thought to herself. Still staring at her window, her eyes trained on the closed curtains.
'Can you hear me mom? Dad? I'm sorry...I caused your death...' her eyes teared up, she sniffled as her teeth sunk into her lip '...I'm so so sorry. I miss you so much...I wish I listened...While I could.'
Tears, warm tears, trailed down her cheek and landed on the soft pillow below her.
"Can you hear me now? Now that I'm crying and alone. Is this what you wanted Naraku?" She sobbed, her eyes burning in a salty inferno that were her tears. "Why did I ever believe you? Naraku you...you bastard! " She shouted brokenly at the window.
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He closed his book and took off his glasses. He sighed as he picked up his tiny glass cup and delicately sipped from it, casually placing back on it's matching saucer.
He sat near the fire place. The crackling of the wood was the only sound- other than his constant sighing that is - and the red orange tinted light stained his pale alabaster skin, he was irritated, and he didn't like it.
He pinched the bridge of his nose. He didn't understand why he was so flustered with this situation. Specifically, why he was so pestered at the look upon the young girl named Kagome's face.
A girl that young going through that much trauma, that much pain. It sickened him.
The tea that normally calmed his senses and relaxed his muscles was void as his mind was laced with worry. He rubbed the back of his neck, his long silver hair strung in a tight high pony tail. His thoughts still lurking in the Swamp that was Kagome.
Why had his brother gone to such lengths to kill that girl's parents? He wasn't sure. Maybe Kagome...could help him understand why it happened, maybe even how? No...no he couldn't use her. What was he thinking?
He ground his teeth and turned away from the fire, the heat suddenly overwhelming him. He walked over to his bed, and sat there, it was in the middle of the room behind it was a balcony. The light from the moon shone through the thin white curtains that closed over the large sliding glass door.
It was going to be a long night. He knew that. He would begin her therapy on Friday, that was the plan. How was he to heal a child as broken as she? How was he supposed to remove the deep set depression and despair that was shown in her glassy blue orbs?
He had no answers, so he had to take it one day at a time. Starting on Friday he would listen. And he would learn. Then he would coach.
And so he would wait.