Author's Note: Goodness it took me forever to figure out how to start out this chapter. I decided to try something a little different, hopefully, it will be successful. Thanks for reading.
One more thing: This Chapter is dedicated to Lady Desdemona and her totally cool name.
Disclaimer: You gotta be crazy. I claims red. Figure it out yourself.
Well here goes nothing…
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I always hear people say things on the news, like the leading cause of death is alcohol, and whatever other drugs. Drunk drivers, random crack heads going on killing sprees. Some people say money is the cause of all today's problems. But we're all hiding the real truth here.
Low self- esteem. It makes the pretty girls cut up their faces and the skinny girls starve themselves. Most of all, it makes girls like me make girls like Kagome suffer. From the first time I met Koga three years ago, I was sure that I loved him. But after he turned me down, I thought I could just live as his friend. After all, Koga was quite the player back then. No girl really expected to get close to him… well, not emotionally anyway. He was good. Real good.
But then, about a year and a half ago, he met Kagome. They hit if off right away. I'll admit, I was jealous. She was so beautiful, and she hardly tried. Everywhere she went, she would turn guys' heads, without even noticing. So they started dating, and were immediately known as "an item". And Koga must have been in love with her. He only had eyes for her, it seemed. I was out of the picture.
But even with someone he seemed to care so much about, Koga wasn't able to control himself. I guess Kagome wouldn't give herself to him, so he found refuge elsewhere. That's where I came in. That's where probably ten other girls came in. Kagome paid no attention. Didn't notice, or didn't care.
Koga started to be more demanding of her. One day, her skirt too long, the next, it was too short. He started to yell at her for little things. Like wearing her hair down when he wanted her to wear it up. She would wear ankle socks, rather thank knee socks, and she didn't wear enough makeup. I guess he was finally happy with how she was, after a while. She was quiet, always did as he said, wore what he told her, ate what and when he told her to. But the funny thing was, she seemed almost… happy. She always smiled, even when he was being cross with her.
But one day, that all changed. I'm not really sure what happened myself. All I know is that they broke up. I couldn't tell you why. Maybe she curled her hair in instead of out. I haven't a clue. She stopped speaking. Stopped looking people in the eye. She didn't wear any makeup, and hardly brushed her hair. She would always walk slowly on the side of the hallways, never looking up, never speaking, nothing. She looked… dead.
Then the guys started to pick on her. They had some kind of barbaric contest, to see who could get Kagome to talk first. They would pull her hair, touch her in ways a girl would not want to be touched, and say all sorts of mean things about her, and straight to her face. She would do nothing, except when she saw Koga, she'd cry.
That was when the rumors started to fly. Awful rumors. I have no idea why she doesn't fight back. I still don't know what really happened, and I don't really care. I just don't want her taking from me again. She had everything. Guys, grades, athleticism. Sure, it's all gone now, but who knows when it may come back? I aim to keep her down, or my name ain't "Miss Sango".
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"Oh… you two know each other?" Inuyasha asked, surprised. Miroku and Sesshomaru here just as shocked, however Sesshomaru made no move to show it.
Kagome nodded. I have to… get out of here… before… something… bad… She backed up one more step.
Naraku smirked. He chuckled lightly. "Heh. You could say that," he said, not moving his gaze from Kagome's, daring her to speak. However, she could not find her voice, or her will to run, which was what her mind was screaming at her to do.
Naraku stepped forward, Kagome stepped backwards, attempting to hide behind Inuyasha. She clutched the back of his shirt, and Inuyasha looked over his shoulder at her in confusion. "What are you doing?" he whispered.
"I… I… don't. I can't…" Kagome stuttered, looking at Naraku and shaking. Naraku closed the distance between them, and tightly wrapped his arms around Kagome in a crushing embrace. She put her hands on his chest and tried to push him away, but he was too strong for her. He buried his face in her tangled hair.
"It's been long, Kagome. Too long. How I've missed you…" he said, laughing. Tears sprang to Kagome's eyes as she struggled in his grasp.
"Please…" she whimpered. He put his hands on her lower back and pulled her into him. She struggled to push him away.
"We have so much catching up to do, my pet…" he whispered in her ear, sending shivers of repulsion up and down her spine. They were interrupted by Inuyasha clearing his throat irritatedly.
"We were just on our way to the kitchen, but we have work to do, so if you'd do this later, that would be much appreciated," he sneered.
Naraku released Kagome, and she quickly stepped away, wiping her eyes. They must have been close, Inuyasha thought. They went to the kitchen, got their food, and Kagome announced that she had to be on her way. Inuyasha offered to walk her home, since it was dark out, but she refused.
Unfortunately, on her way home, Kagome ran into a group of muggers. Not just ordinary muggers either, but three boys who went to her high school. She recognized them as Arashi, and two of his friends- one brown-haired guy with slightly curly hair, and a black-haired guy with over-toned biceps.
"Hey. Look who it is, it's the whore," Biceps had called out. "Whatcha doin' all the way out here at this time of night?"
"I'll bet she had another 'job' with some 'client' a' hers," Arashi snickered.
Kagome swallowed a lump in her throat. "What do you want?" she asked meekly. They laughed.
"See, we're lookin for some fun, but we're a little short on money. Will you lend us yours?" Curly asked.
"I don't… have any money," she whispered.
"Too bad… I thought you mighta just got some, but… looks like we'll have to have a little… free fun tonight," Arashi said, cracking his knuckles. Just then, a phone rang. Arashi fished his out of his pocket, and, checking the screen, flipped open the phone. "Yeah?" he practically shouted. "I'm busy, so if you'd get to the point… yeah I can be there…about five minutes, what's up? Huh… yeah… so… HE DID WHAT!? Jesus. I'll be there in five," he said, snapping the phone shut. "We're outta here," he said to his friends, turning around.
"What? But I thought…" Curly began.
"Something more important came up," Arashi interrupted. He glanced back at Kagome. "Later, whore. Call me when you want a good time," he said, and with that, he and his minions were gone, leaving Kagome alone with her thoughts. She hurried home, and was pretty much left alone all the way there.
The next day, they agreed to meet at Inuyasha's house again, despite Kagome's weak protests. Luckily, Naraku hadn't shown up, and Kagome never saw Sesshomaru either. The week was pretty much uneventful, minus the regular teasing she dealt with throughout the day. Most people wouldn't pick on her when she was around Inuyasha and Miroku, which was a lot. After about three weeks, Kagome started to talk to the guys, but of course went practically dead silent during school hours. She never really said much, and didn't really joke around, but she had admitted to Inuyasha that she was being abused at school when he asked about particular bruises on her arms.
As she was leaving her history class one Friday, she felt a strong arm wrap around her shoulders, and she jumped. She turned around to see Miroku holding up his hands as if to say, "I'm innocent!" He smiled and said, "Sorry about that. I didn't mean to scare you… uh…. Are you okay?" He looked concerned when he noticed how pale Kagome looked. He touched her shoulder again. "I never noticed how thin you were. What do you eat?" he asked.
I don't. "Oh, you know… this and that. My family's real athletic… fast metabolism, you know?" Kagome stammered, shrugging off his hand and stepping away.
Miroku just looked at her. "Sorry. I forgot you didn't like to be touched…" he said apologetically. Kagome's face turned a bit red. "Your skin's real light for an athlete, you know?" he said, suspiciously.
"Oh, well, you know how it is," Kagome said uncomfortably. Miroku raised an eyebrow, and Kagome shifted her weight to her other foot, wringing her hands uncomfortably. She noticed the glares she got from particular girls in the hallway, and became even more insecure. Miroku, however, didn't seem to notice. "Was there something you needed to tell me?" Kagome prompted, eager to change the subject.
"Oh, right. It's about our meeting today. I have to go somewhere with my mom after school, so I won't be there until around five. Do you think you can let Inuyasha know? I have to leave school in about ten minutes, so I won't see him" Miroku explained.
"Sure, it's no problem," Kagome said, then glanced behind Miroku. "Listen, I need to get to class, so I'll see you later," Kagome said suddenly, stepping further away from Miroku.
"You want me to walk with you? It's on my way…" Miroku offered.
"No… it's okay. I have to run…" she said, turning away, but Miroku grabbed her arm.
"Are you sure you're okay? Your next class is this way…" he said, pulling her along.
She yanked her arm away. "Stop!" she yelled.
Miroku looked at his hand. "Sorry. I didn't mean to surprise you… I just…" he trailed off.
"No… don't worry about it… it's nothing…I just …need to… get something from my locker," she lied.
"But your locker's this way too…"
"I need to go to the bathroom."
"There's one down the hall…"
"That one smells," she responded. Miroku raised an eyebrow. "Really, I have to go, and I'll be sure to tell Inuyasha. Bye," Kagome said abruptly, then practically ran down the hall away from Miroku.
"Ookay…" Miroku said to himself, then he felt a tap on his shoulder. "Oh hey Sango. Oh man, are you okay?" he said, when he saw tears streaming down her face.
"Oh Miroku… it's so terrible," she sobbed, false tears flowing from her eyes. She threw her arms around him, and when Kagome looked back, displayed her middle finger and smirked. Kagome just ran around the corner. Sango fought the urge to laugh when she realized that Miroku's hand was stroking her back, and slowly creeping downward. She wiped away her fake tears. Oh the look on her face was priceless…
"…There, there, Sango…" he was saying. "It'll be okay…"
He actually bought that crap? May as well play along. Sango took her arms from around Miroku's neck and stepped away. "Thanks, Miroku, you really made me feel better. See ya later now," she said, in a totally normal, totally calm voice that surprised Miroku.
"Uh… anytime…?" he said, confused, as Sango turned and walked away. Girls. He shrugged and walked toward the office.
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A few hours later, Kagome found herself outside of Inuyasha's door. She checked her watch. 3:45. I told Inuyasha I'd be here by four, but he never minds if I'm early…Inuyasha. The boy whose face had plagued her thoughts these past few weeks. Her and Inuyasha actually got along pretty well, as well as Miroku. She told them things when they were willing to pry it out of her. Just as she reached the porch, she looked down at her feet, a habit she had recently re-formed in front of Inuyasha, for she was afraid that if she looked into his eyes, she would want to tell him everything. With Kagome, some, actually, most things were better left unsaid.
She raised her hand to knock when the door opened. Looking down at her feet, she caught a glimpse of his silver hair. She couldn't help but look up "Hey Inu…" she trailed off.
"My half-wit brother is currently out," Sesshomaru stated.
Kagome temporarily lost her ability to speak. After three weeks of coming to Inuyasha's house, this was the first time she'd actually looked at Sesshomaru. There was the time when she "met" him, but her eyes never really left the floor, except to gape at Naraku and cower in fear. Kagome's mind instantly swirled with tons of different thoughts. Why do I suddenly wish I had brushed my hair this morning? Why am I so flustered…? It's just Inuyasha's brother… Inuyasha's older, sophisticated, good-looking brother. Of course Kagome had thought Inuyasha himself was good-looking, but in a different way. Inuyasha was cute, Sesshomaru was just downright… beautiful. Kagome came out of her thoughts when she realized they were just staring at each other.
"You're a friend of his?" he asked. Kagome opened her mouth to speak. "Oh yes, you're Kagome. I remember you."
Kagome nodded. "Do you um… know when he'll be back? I'm here to… uh… work on a project with him," she stammered.
Sesshomaru just looked at her for a second. "He's at the store. You can wait inside for him, if you want," he offered.
"The store? But I told him…" Kagome started.
"We're out of milk," Sesshomaru said simply.
"Oh…" she responded. She looked at the ground uncomfortably, and noticed that Sesshomaru was wearing shoes. "Oh, you're leaving?"
"Yes. To the store," he responded.
"But Inuyasha's at the…"
"We're out of chips," he said.
"Why couldn't you just tell him…"she began.
"He's an incompetent," he stated.
Translation: I forgot. "I'll go with you," she offered.
"I'd rather you didn't," he answered. "Wait here for my brother. He shall return shortly," he said, and walked past Kagome, leaving the door wide open. Kagome stared at him for a few seconds before deciding to wait inside. She closed the door behind her, removed her shoes, and went straight to Inuyasha's room to set down her bag. Not comfortable with just waiting in his room, she decided to give herself a tour of the house. Three weeks of coming over, and she'd never had the courage to ask.
She stepped out of his room, and headed down the hall, opening the closest random door. She stepped inside what she assumed was Sesshomaru's room, judging from the letters set on his desk that were addressed to him. She started to look through his fair-sized bookshelf, curious as to what he read. Then, she heard a movement behind her. She dropped the book she was currently holding. "Sorry, I…" she apologized to who she assumed was Sesshomaru. Wrong.
There, standing about four feet away from her, with water dripping from his hair to his chiseled torso, wearing nothing but a towel was the man who plagued her nightmares for the past year: Naraku. "What are you doing here?" she whispered, her voice suddenly gone hoarse.
"I could ask you the same. I was taking a shower. Where are Sesshomaru and Inuyasha?" he asked, walking toward her. He pulled his long hair back into a ponytail.
Kagome retreated backwards with every step he took. "Gone…" she said fearfully. She backed into the wall behind her, and Naraku was about a step away.
"Wonderful. I have you… all to myself…" he said, and firmly placed his hands on the wall on either side of Kagome's shoulders. He leaned in closer, so that his lips were merely centimeters from her own.
"They're coming soon… don't get any ideas…" Kagome said, trying to back away.
"Of course not," he said, then made a move to kiss her, but Kagome turned her head away, and he kissed her cheek. This seemed to suit him just fine as he started a trail of kisses down her neck and to her collarbone.
She put her hands on his chest and struggled to push him away. "Please… stop…" she said. "Don't do this to me…I'm begging you…" she whimpered.
He ignored her as he continued to kiss her body. His hands left the walls and he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into him, becoming more and more aroused as she struggled against him. His hands explored her back underneath her shirt as he pressed her more firmly against his body. "Stop it!" she shouted, but her further words were lost as he pressed his mouth firmly over her own.
She tried to fight back, kicking, scratching, biting, but she was no match for him. Tears rolled down her cheeks as Naraku held her hands above her head with one hand, and reached to lift her skirt with the other. Not again.
Naraku was startled by a noise behind him. He removed his bloodied lips from Kagome's, but still held his hands firmly in place. "Excuse me…" Inuyasha started, glaring at the two. Naraku immediately let go of Kagome and stepped away. Kagome pulled her shirt down, and wiped her face. "What's going on here…?" he asked, looking at Kagome. No response. The room was silently tense for a minute.
Naraku cleared his throat. "Well… I'd better be on my way…" Naraku said, and promptly left the room, heading back to the bathroom to change. Inuyasha stared at Kagome, scrutinizing her as she wiped her eyes. He returned to Sesshomaru's room to take his bag, and touched Kagome's face as he was on his way out. "Until next time…" he said. She jerked her face away and he laughed, heading out the door.
Inuyasha glared at Kagome before following him out, and Kagome followed behind him to the front door. As Naraku left, Inuyasha slammed the door shut behind him. "What the hell were you doing?" he yelled.
Almost instantly, Kagome started to really cry. Her body shook as she sobbed uncontrollably. Inuyasha was immediately highly uncomfortable. He never knew how to deal with a crying girl. Heck, he hardly knew how to deal with girls, period. "Uh… Kagome… what happened…?" he asked gently. He reached out and lightly touched her arm. Kagome didn't jerk away like she usually did, she only slowly shrank away from his hands. But that didn't stop Inuyasha. He took hold of both of her upper arms and pulled her toward him. "You can tell me," he said, ducking to try and look into her eyes.
She tried to step away, but Inuyasha held her still. She looked down to her left as her tears continued to fall freely from her eyes. Inuyasha took her chin in his right hand. "Kagome," he pressed gently. He gazed into her eyes and was saddened by what he saw. The warmness that had started to build up in the past weeks was gone. She was afraid of something, and she would refuse to tell him what. He took a deep breath. "Kagome… listen. Was he…" Inuyasha paused, stroking her cheek softly. "Kagome, was Naraku… was he… forcing himself on you…?" he asked cautiously.
The tears poured down her face even faster than before as Kagome covered her face with her hands. Inuyasha wrapped his arms around her, lacing his fingers through her tangled hair and resting his hand on her back. "Kagome… is that what happened?" he asked. He felt her nod against the already damp cloth of his shirt, courtesy of Kagome. He sighed, and unconsciously held her closer. Kagome, for once, didn't struggle. Instead, she relaxed, and closed her eyes as she leaned her head against Inuyasha's chest, her sobs slowly easing up, but not stopping. "What kind of man…" he started, when he looked down and realized he was still holding Kagome. "Oh… sorry about that…" he said, releasing her.
To his surprise, she didn't move away. "No… it's okay…" she sobbed, glancing at his eyes, then looking away. She stepped backward and wiped her eyes. The stood in silence for a moment
"So uh… can you tell me what happened?" Inuyasha asked. Kagome wouldn't meet his gaze, but instead kept wiping her eyes. She slowly shook her head.
Kagome jumped when she felt his hand wrap around her wrist. He tugged her down the hall towards his room. "Come on," he said when he felt her start to resist.
She shook her head. "No… I…" she stuttered, and tried to back away, but she had simply lost the fight in her. She was weak to begin with anyway.
"I won't do anything, I swear. Now come on. We need to sit down and talk. And my room's the perfect place in case Sesshomaru comes home," he said, leading her down the hall to his room, but she yanked her arm away and turned on her heel as quickly as possible. "Kagome!" he yelled, but he was too late. She was already halfway out the door, and left her shoes and her bag behind. "Dammit Kagome!" he yelled, running after her to the door, but stopping to put his shoes. By now, Kagome had about 150 meters on him. Damn she's quick. I should have left my shoes. Stupid girl. He thought to himself as he grabbed her shoes and chased after her. "Kagome!" he shouted, but she was already rounding the corner at the end of the street, heading toward the train station. She only lived about a mile away, but the train was the fastest way there.
He started closing the gap just as Kagome got nearer to the train station. He saw her flash her card and sprint by as the people stared at her. A girl running down the street in her disheveled school uniform and a torn pair of socks wasn't exactly the most common sight. Unfortunately, Inuyasha had neither a pass, nor money with him, so he wasn't allowed on the train, and turned away just as he saw Kagome board the train. He walked back the way he came, intending on going home, but he found himself walking in the opposite direction, toward Kagome's house.
He reached her house and as he walked up the driveway, saw wet footprints heading toward the door, meaning Kagome had made it home. That much, at least, was a relief. Then, he saw a quick flash of metal coming from a window, momentarily blinding him. What the hell? He sprinted to the front door and flung it open, momentarily forgetting common courtesy and manners. He glanced at the floor and threw Kagome's shoes to the ground, hastily removing his as well. No other shoes. She's alone. He jogged down the hallway, toward a faint noise he heard, Kagome's crying. He stepped into what was apparently the kitchen and saw Kagome, her back toward him, doing something that he couldn't see "Kagome…?" he called.
Inuyasha was shocked as she turned, her eyes puffy and red. But that wasn't what surprised him. It was the blade she held in her right hand, and the crimson life liquid that leaked from her arm. "I can't do this anymore, Inuyasha," was all she said before she began to fall. Inuyasha took her in his arms, ignoring the huge stain it caused on his shirt.
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The funeral for Kagome was a few days later. Inuyasha sat there and cried like he'd never cried before. After about a hundred hugs and about 10 or 15 crying faces (hardly anyone showed up outside her family), Inuyasha was pretty much done. He pulled the pills from his pocket as he left the room, and took a bottle of water on his way out. Good – bye, Kagome. For good. He took the pills, and died.
The End…
Just kidding.
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"Kagome! What the hell?" he yelled, and grabbed her arm, examining the wound. It wasn't too deep, but it was serious enough to cause a problem if the bleeding wasn't stopped. "Bandages. Where do you keep the bandages?" he yelled, panicking.
"Down the hall, first door on the left. Medicine cabinet," she said shortly. Miraculously, she had stopped crying. Inuyasha simply picked her up, carried her into the bathroom, grabbed a handful of supplies and guided her to the nearest room, which happened to be hers. He sat her down on the bed and began to dress her wounds.
"What the hell is wrong with you? Cutting yourself like that. You idiot," he lectured. "You could really hurt yourself…" he trailed off. He noticed that this was not the only cut on her arm. She had a few short and long lines up and down her arms. "Kagome…?" he asked. Suddenly he stopped, pushed up her other sleeve, and saw the same thing.
He stared at her, and Kagome stared blankly back. No tears, no nothing. Just staring at him with that same melancholy gaze as before. "Kagome, what's wrong with you?" he asked again, going back to wrapping her arm.
"He raped me, you know," Kagome said flatly. Inuyasha nearly dropped the medicine he held in his hands.
"What? But how? You were still… and he was…" he stuttered.
"Not today. Almost a year ago, Inuyasha. That's what's wrong. And no one cares. No one but me. I'm dirty, and I should die," she said in a monotone, pulling her arm away. Inuyasha just stared at her in silence.
She stood and left the room, heading back toward the kitchen. It took Inuyasha a minute to register what had happened, but when he did, he stood and followed her to the kitchen, where she had her back to him. He saw the bloody bandages on the floor and she had her back to him again, but this time, she was facing the sink and had the water running. She stood there, washing the knife she had cut her arm with, only moments before. She looked at Inuyasha out of the corner of her eye. "Kagome, I…" he started.
"Don't be sorry. No one else is," she said. Inuyasha stood there quietly for about a minute. Kagome stopped washing the knife, and then began to scrub her arms with soap and water. "I know it's kind of sick, but…" she began. Inuyasha's ears perked up. "Whenever I cut myself, I like to wash my arms with soap and water, or do the dishes. I like the way it makes my skin burn. Do you understand?" she asked, although it sounded more like a statement than a question, her voice was so still. She turned to face him, tears running down her cheeks again. "Do you hate me now?"
Inuyasha shook his head. "I could never…" he started. He stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her, more forcibly than before. Kagome struggled at first, but soon fell into his embrace.
"Thank you…" she said. He looked down at her, and she looked at him. In that moment, time stopped for the both of them, and there was nothing but the two of them. Kagome wrapped her arms around the back of his neck. "Thank you…" she whispered again. Inuyasha shook his head and ran the fingers of one hand through her hair.
His fingers grazed her face and he gently wiped away her tears. "Thanks for telling me," he said. They gazed into each other's eyes again, and nothing else mattered. Not the blood dripping from Kagome's arm, not the fact that he'd left his front door open at home, nothing. He leaned forward slowly, and with their eyes locked on each other's, they kissed.
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Okay! Chapter ended! Dang this one was long! (Don't get used to it!) For those of you unhappy with what's going on right now, never fear, this is only the beginning. Things are gonna change up a lot, really soon. I can't give it away, but well, yeah. Figure out things for yourself for now, but I'll have something out soon. I hope you all enjoyed it. I hope no one got too angry about my little fake ending up there… - I couldn't resist! dodges rotten fruit Sorry if it seemed a little rushed. I wanted to get this chapter out quickly.
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