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Well I just want everyone to know that I wrote this chapter multiple times. My computer is having technical difficulties and so I really couldn't type or post anything. And no, I can't use another computer cuz my sister is a meany who won't share, and I already got a referral at school for trying to type it there. Everyone was against me when I was trying to type this. And like I said in my other story I couldn't type for a while cuz I crashed my bike into a tree, if you want to hear about it email me. I couldn't use my arms for a while. So I am very sorry about not posting nothing. Also I had softball tournament, SOL's, finals, one of my best friends is moving to Japan, and I had writers block for a while. VERY SORRY! I hate leaving all you guys in suspense, but I do have a life. I am trying desperately against all odds to post and type though. I hope you like this and don't hate me for not posting. Well enjoy!
But first! Shout outs to my lovely darling reviewers!
tashy911: Thanks when I first started writing it I was really angry mad at my parents, so that's where I got the idea, not that my parents beat me or anything. Thanks for reading and reviewing! Glad you enjoy! Btw I have multiple stories to keep up with so it might take a while. Sorry
myralee8: Yeah I made that up whenever my friends tell me something astonishing. I think it means holy great sausage in German. I have no idea how I came up with that, it just popped into my head one day. Thanks for reading and reviewing! Glad you liked it!
YoukaiBaka: I was going for more dark and scary not funny, but w/e glad you liked it. I hope I answered your question about moving in and stuff. Just read on you'll get what I mean in the story. Thanks for reading and reviewing. Glad you liked it!
Not A part: Thanks for reading and reviewing, sorry for the long wait.
lilkags: Yeah it was pretty sad for me a least, I got upset writing it. I know I'm a wierdo... Thanks for reading and reviewing. Glad you liked it!
NOW ON WITH THE STORY!
Miracles
chapter 2
Disclaimer: Roses are red violets are blue, I don't own InuYasha so boo hoo hoo.
Kagome stood at the sink, thinking about how the past week had went. She was barely paying attention to the dishes that she was currently washing. Her mind drifted about on thoughts of InuYasha's brave rescue. He had saved her from her worst possible fear. To give in to someone she did not love. The way he came crashing through the door, how he manhandled that wimp Hojo. But why? She didn't even know him. Why would a stranger stick his neck out for her? Why didn't she stick up for herself? Was she as weak as Hojo? Next time, she vowed that she, Kagome Higurashi, would stand up and fight back, not be some little fawn-like creature who didn't resist. And Souta. He had sure taking a liking to InuYasha. When Kagome was playing with him or giving him a bath, she talked to the little toddler about what happened.
(A.N. If you talk to a baby they start to understand you more. Then they begin to speak on their own. It helps brain development.)
Souta had begun saying "Inu!" in little squeals of delight. Maybe it wasn't InuYasha at all, maybe it was just his fun hair to play with. But it couldn't be because Inuyasha had somehow coaxed the child to sleep. It still amazed Kagome. Usually the only one who could do that was her. Souta didn't like strangers very much.
Kagome's thoughts of InuYasha grew deeper and deeper, until she was so lost in thought that the dish she was washing slipped, coming to an ear-splitting shatter on the floor. Her father rushed in afraid of what he might see. Yup. His worst fear. Another dish was broken and he would have to spend money for another one.
"You stupid clumsy fool! That's an expensive dish! Look what you've done you barbarian Clean it up now!" After Mr. Higurashi paused to breath, his hand shot out and grabbed a fistful of Kagome's wavy hair. With a thrust he threw her face first onto the floor, right in the middle of the broken pieces. Kagome's face was nicked in many places from all the sharp edges. In fact, her arms, legs, neck- you name it, it was all cut up and bloody.
Mr.Higurashi wasn't completely satisfied yet though. He grabbed her back up by her hair and forced her arm around her back, then with his other free hand, he wound up and slammed his fist into her face, right around her left eye. Then he marched her out to the front door and threw her into the cold night air. "You stay out! I'm tired of you messing up all the time! Get out of my house and never return!" Instead of Kagome flying out and crashing in the lawn, she was caught by someone on the sidewalk. It was...could it be? InuYasha?
Mr. Higurashi gulped as golden eyes pierced through the dark to deliver a cold deathly glare. Then he shouted through the still night, "HEY OLD MAN WHY DON'T YOU LEAVE YOUR DAUGHTER ALONE! LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE TO HER!" InuYasha gestured down at the unconscious Kagome who was bleeding freely, dripping all over herself and him. "DAMN BASTARD!" With that InuYasha started to carry her away, but stopped as he realized that Kagome was trying to say something.
"Sou...ta...Souta..." she mumbled. Quickly InuYasha laid her gently down and ran back to the house. The door was shut so he did the same trick that he used on the school door. Within seconds the door was down and InuYasha was inside. Mr. Higurashi came charging down the hall to see what happened.
"You better not have come back Kagome-! He stopped short as it dawned on him that this big, well, muscled young man was indeed not his daughter. "Who the hell are you! Get out of my house! I'll call the police!"
"And tell them what? You beat your daughter unconscious!" After InuYasha had shouted the obvious, he followed a familiar wail toward the back of the house. There in a tiny room was the little baby Souta. InuYasha grabbed him, and what he hoped was a baby bag, then hurried back out of the hell-hole. As he approached the still knocked-out Kagome, he scooped her up, the baby, and the bag and ran.
After what seemed like an hour, InuYasha came to a stop at a well furbished apartment complex. He reached into his pocket for his keys. Slowly, and without even breaking a sweat, he made his way up several flights of stairs, to come to a stop at number 787. He unlocked the door and went in, careful not to harm the girl hanging over his shoulder, or the baby in his arms. The minute he stepped into his apartment, he groaned. His roomy and friend, Miroku was still up, watching t.v. Great. Now he'll have to explain this to the sick minded perv.
"Hey man! Where were you-..." Miroku was cut off by the sight of a his friend and some woman and a baby. His face broke out into a grin. "Hey man! You take picking a woman up off the street to a whole new meaning! Looks like you didn't waste your time with her huh? Already you're a father!" Miroku chuckled to himself, then stopped as he realized that InuYasha was completely serious. "What happened?"
"Ya know that girl I told you about, who I saved from being raped by Hojo? Well I looked her up and found out where she lived. She told me she gets abused. So, for the past week I've been patrolling her house to make sure that she doesn't get hurt or anything. Well, tonight I was walking by on the sidewalk for my rounds, when her old man had her by the collar and literally threw her out. As you can see she's hurt real bad. I don't know how badly, but we need to clean her up. You take care of the kid."
With that InuYasha handed Souta over to Miroku, and then carried Kagome to his bedroom. He gently lay her down on the mattress. He had no idea how to clean a wound. First though he got lot's of clean towels. He started at the bottom working his way up. From what he could see, there had been many other not too recent scars all over legs. It looked like she had a lifetime of abuse time-lined all across her body. Wiping a particularly long line of blood away from her knee, he revealed a bruise, that seemed to be hiding under makeup. Rubbing a little harder, he discover more bruises along her legs. He skipped right up to washing her arms off, then her neck and face. He didn't trust himself to go further than her neck line though. He had seen her shirtless and it was a damn good sight. But he had to get under there somehow. Hmmmmm, an brilliant idea popped into his head.
Sango! Sango was his neighbor, who just so happened to be a girl too! She could do it for him! Without any second thoughts InuYasha raced from the apartment and down many flights of stairs, coming to a stop in front of one that was at the end of the hall. Hammering as loud as he could, he shouted "Sango! Get over here! Open your damn door up! I need help!" He continued to shout and rant until a pissed looking Sango opened the door.
"InuYasha...do you know what time it is? What do you-"
"No time! No time! You got to come! She's bleeding under her shirt! You have to take the shirt off and...!" The look on his face spelled panic and it was all that he could do to restrain himself from pulling his raven haired neighbor up a billion flights of stairs. He calmed himself down and said in a worried tone. "I need your help Sango, someone's in trouble and needs a girls assistance." Sango immediately understood and raced before him to the stairs.
They made record time sprinting upwards. Sango kicked the door open, and raced past Miroku. She slowly stopped and turned around and said in between breaths, "InuYasha...water...bandages...neosporin...and...where is she?" The hanyou pointed to his bedroom. Sango went in and shut the door quietly behind her.
Thoughts were racing around in his head. This girl was continuously abused, judging by the condition she was in. That man that lived with her, who claimed was her father, feh more like prison ward. Why hadn't she spoken up for herself? She most likely could have gotten out of there. This girl was crazy, why stick around with parents like that? Especially when she had to care for the kid. This girl is a mystery. Something he would solve.
After all the medical supplies were brought to the closed door, and Sango reached a hand out to get them, InuYasha went over to sit with Miroku.
"So you see, that right there is a quarterback." Miroku explained pointing to the screen. He was trying to teach Souta about football. If InuYasha was in the mood, he probably would have laughed. The baby actually seemed interested too, or maybe it just needed to be changed. He plopped down on the couch next to them waited.
For about 45 min. Sango remained inside InuYasha's bedroom tending to Kagome. Finally the door squeaked open and there stood Sango, weary but triumphant. "She wasn't injured too badly, but she still had a lot of slices, and bruises, and she also has a slight concussion. I've patched her up as best as I can though." She raised her hand which held a bundle of clothes. "I'll be taking these to get them washed. I hope you don't mind InuYasha, I put some of your clothes on her." He shook his head no, meaning he didn't mind. " InuYasha, we need to talk, now." Sango gestured to him, as she led him into his kitchen. He sat down while his neighbor prepared a pot of coffee. She finally settled down on the opposite side of him. "You have a lot of explaining to do Mr. Taisho..."
Hours passed as InuYasha told the tale of how he had first saved Kagome, and how Souta quickly took a liking to InuYasha, or most likely to his hair. How he kicked Hojo's ass, and finally to how he had rescued Kagome from her abusive father. Then they ended up at his place. "Well, this is quite complicated." Sango said as she unfolded her hands and stirred her cup of coffee.
"No not really, I figure she can stay here until she gets her own place." InuYasha confided. Sango sighed, this certainly was a dilemma. The poor girl was beaten black and blue. She must have a majorly traumatic life. And where was she to live? She'd take the girl, but the landlord had already given her multiple warnings about her cat, who made a bit of noise. Since she lived in a one person apartment, that wouldn't fly too well with the landlord if another person moved in. That crazy old man would throw a fit! Staying at InuYasha's would be probably be best for her, and her brother. But stay in an apartment with three men? Poor girl, at least it was away from her parents, especially her father.
"-And I can drive her to school, but she'll need a job. We can't pay for everything. Like all your girly things and food and stuff." InuYasha had been talking all the while Sango was deep in thought.
"This is what we have for now, so I guess this is ok. InuYasha, she needs to stay home from school tomorrow. She has a slight concussion, so I'll write you down a list of instructions to take care of her with." Sango grabbed a pencil and the phone pad and began madly scribbling things for InuYasha to do.
"What about school?"
"I think you can afford to miss one day." Sango finished writing and handed the paper back to him. She got up and stretched. "Well I better go, it's getting pretty late. She left the
kitchen and headed into the living room, where Miroku and Souta was. She stopped suddenly. "Awwwww." she sighed.
"What?" A puzzled InuYasha came out of the kitchen, wondering why Sango was still here. He looked at the couch and saw why. The football game was over, and Miroku was laying on the couch asleep, while little Souta was in a peaceful slumber on his chest. Sango went forward and took the sleeping baby.
"I'll do you a favor and change him now so you won't have to later, maybe by that time, Kagome will be up so she can do it. But you better not wake her up if he starts to smell. You change him yourself. Here I'll show you."
Sango tried to explain the wondrous world of changing a diaper, but it was like trying to explain trigonometry to a four year old. He just didn't understand.
Sango left, leaving a still confused InuYasha, clean and sleeping baby, lightly snoring Miroku, and deeply asleep bruised and battered Kagome. Another person residing in the apartment went unnoticed, as he always kept to himself. He was always in his room or out. Sesshomaru never spent any time with his half brother.
The next morning shone bright and clear, as Kagome yawned, wondering why her alarm hadn't gone off. Great. Now she would be late, and it was just her luck, that she might meet another shady football player all alone in an empty parking lot. She tried to get up, then feeling the mad rush of blood pounding in her head, she quicky lay back down again. She did not want to get up. The sleepiness gradually wore away, as Kagome noticed small details in her life. Where was Souta? He couldn't have gone far he has to be in her room, because she always kept her door shut, and he could only crawl. It was a good thing she never slept without a pillow on the floor in case he fell. How come her sheets felt much softer and silkier? Was it her imagination or was she wearing boxers, and an overly large t-shirt? Where were her parents? Her dad would have come in by now to yell at her for not making breakfast. Suddenly everything from last night hit her. But that still didn't answer the question of where she was. The last thing she remembered was InuYasha-Oh my god. He didn't. Quickly Kagome sat bolt upright fighting the wave of nausea to scan the room. Pretty messy, guitar in the corner, band posters on the wall, sleek black computer, big comfy bed, drawers half opened with clothes spilling out, it looked almost like a...Guys room. She turned to stare at golden eyes in the doorway.
