What's the point of living if you can't have an audience Fields Graham III (My baby brother)
A/N: I have decided that this will be… I don't know. I haven't decided anything. It's just that I've all of a sudden been inspired and the words flow out of me like wind from deflating lungs. My writer's block is an albatross around my neck and now that I finally have a break from it's debilitating weight, I'm going to take advantage of it. So here goes.
Chapter 4
Secrets Best Friend Keep
By: Mizz Priscilla
Kagome lay awake on Sango's floor thinking about her life and how after only a few seconds of pleasure, everything started to fall apart. When she was younger her mother had always warned her that good little girls waited until they were married to give up their virginity, but just like her big sister, Kagome wasn't a good little girl. Kagome was a cyber freak. She'd been having cyber-sex since her thirteenth birthday and had regularly masturbated to the clicks and beeps of her computer.
She was surprised that she hadn't lost her virginity at fourteen like Kikyo, but then she was naturally charismatic and didn't need sex to boost her popularity. She should have been more careful. Sesshoumaru wasalways careful to have a condom on hand, but that last night…
-- Flashback --
"Kagome, it broke," Sesshoumaru said tensely.
"What broke?" Kagome questioned. She was a little agitated at him for stopping. She was ten seconds from ecstasy and now she felt as if she was coming down from her almost-high.
"The condom," he answered.
"Well don't you have another one?"
"No that was my last one."
"Shit." she exclaimed. "Now how are we going to finish?" Then an idea popped into her head. " Pull out. When you're about to come, pull out." Thank you Naraku, she thought as Shesshoumaru started pumping into her again.
It was as good an idea as any Sesshoumaru thought. Although his judgment was a little clouded since his dick was hard and in the middle of bathing between Kagome's legs.
-- End Flashback --
"Fuck!" she exclaimed softly. "Naraku this is all your fault. If it hadn't been for you I would have never came up with such a dumb idea. Now I'm knocked up by a guy whose last name I don't even know. And to top it all off I have a fucking black eye."
Kagome's talking must have elevated because began to wake up. "Kagome are you alright?" Sango asked groggily.
"Yea I'm fine. Go back to sleep."
"No you're not. You're talking to invisible people at three in the morning. You know we can talk about it. You're gonna have to talk about it."
Kagome took a deep breathe and sighed. " Yea. I know, but I kinda wanna just pretend, like everything's alright. I can't deal with this Sango," she said. Her voice was cracking and tears were threatening to fall. She really didn't want to cry, but it seemed she had no choice.
Sango lifted her covers and patted the space next to her. " Climb in," she said. Kagome quickly complied. She had no strength to argue. "It's okay Kagome. Everything's okay," Sango cooed.
"No it's not," Kagome said against her best friends chest.
"It will be," she replied as she rubbed the other girls back. "Don't think about it tonight. Just go to sleep and we can talk about everything in the morning." Kagome begin to quiet, but her body was still shaking with silent sobs and sniffles. " Just sleep," Sango continued to whisper to her best friend.
For once Sango had no idea what to do. She was sure that she would be the one crying in Kagome's arms when she and Miroku slipped up and she ended up pregnant. But the tables weren't just turned, they had toppled over and Sango had to pick up everything that had hit the floor.
As best friends, there were still things they didn't know about each other. Secrets that the two just couldn't share. Like Kagome's addiction to cyber-sex, then phone sex, and Sango's miscarriage. Or how Kagome's dad wasn't dead, but living in China with another wife and her half brother Souta. Or how Sango found out that she was adopted.
There were some secrets you just didn't tell, and others you were too afraid to keep. So Sango sat up that night, comforting her best friend and rocking her to sleep, wondering when her glass of deceit would finally overflow and relieve the pressure building up behind her eyes from telling half truths and all out lies.
Kagome woke the next morning to find Sango curled in a ball clutching her abdomen, crying her eyes out. Her cheeks were puffed up, splotchy, and red as if she had been crying for some time. And the bags under hers eyes indicated that she hadn't slept a wink. "Sango what's wrong? What happened?" Kagome asked rushing to her best friends side. The worry was etched across her face. She pulled Sango out of the corner and into her lap, but the girl was unresponsive. It was as if Kagome wasn't even there.
Sango stared into space, tears rolling down her face, repeating "I lost it. It's gone." Kagome had no idea what to do or what Sango was talking about. She did the only logical thing she could think of, she asked her what she had lost. But Sango had left the building with a tape recorder in her place. She just held stomach and cried, "I lost it. I lost it." She was in hysterics and nothing her best friend tried could soothe her.
Kagome was at her wits end. Shiori wasn't home and neither were Sango's parents. She needed her friend to calm down and it seemed that would be a hopeless endeavor. Finally, when she ran out of option she called Miroku. He always seemed to know how to get to Sango like no other.
"Miroku, it's Kagome," she said into the receiver.
" Huh," he said groggily. He hadn't had much sleep either. Wet dreams of Sango plagued his mind the entire night, making it near impossible.
"Miroku," she yelled. "Wake! Up! Sango needs you." That got his attention. He was dressed in five seconds flat and on his way out the door when he remembered Kagome was still on his phone. "Miroku. Miroku!" Kagome was yelling into the receiver when he came back to his phone.
"Kagome, don't worry. I'll be there ASAP." He said.
"I don't need you here ASAP. I need you here now!" But her didn't hear her. He'd already hung up the phone and left his home.
Fifteen minutes later Miroku was beating at Sango's front door. When Kagome opened it, he didn't even bother to ask what was wrong with her. All he wanted to know is where she was. "Where is she?" he asked frantically.
"In her room." As soon as the words left her lips, Miroku forgot she even existed and made a mad dash for his Sango. "What's going on," she yelled after him as she too made her way back to Sango. "What's wrong with her?" Neither of her questions would be answered as Miroku was only interested in comforting his love.
The teen pulled Sango into his lap and began to place kisses all over her tear stained face. "It's alright love. I'm here," he said. He rubbed her back as he shushed her as if she were a little girl who'd just lost her favorite doll.
"Miroku I lost it. I lost it," Sango sobbed into his shirt.
"I know. I know. We both did."
"Why did I have to lose it? I wanted it. It was mine. I wanted it!" she screamed.
All he said was "I know. Me too." He and Sango sat like that for hours, him holding and comforting her as she cried her very soul out over their loss. Kagome only looked on in confusion and apprehension. She didn't know what was going on and she didn't like it. Up until then she was sure she knew everything about Sango and it made her worry that she was left in the dark. It made her feel guilty that she was doing the exact same thing to her. Leaving her covered in darkness by secrets Kagome was unwilling to tell.
Eventually Sango cried herself to sleep. Miroku laid her in the bed and got in next to her. He pulled her close and closed his eyes, thinking of how he would explain things to Kagome. Or if he even should.
Kagome on the other hand went downstairs to call her mother. She had to go home eventually and she needed to know what exactly to brace for. Higurashi women were notorious for their tempers. And if her mother was all smiles and sunshine, Kagome knew that it was only the beautiful calm before the earth wrecking storm.
A/N: I'm burning the midnight oil because my muses won't let me sleep. It's two in the a.m. and I am not sleepy in the least. This chapter is what I like to call a plot twist. I didn't expect Sango to be so vunerable but it just sort of happened that way. Yes this whole mess will be explained, but not yet. I bet you guys didn't expect Naraku to show up. Well i have a challenge for you guys and at least one person has to get it before I can post another Chapter. I alluded to a song at the very beginning of this chapter. If you get the answer write I will personally e-mail you a copy of my next chapter a whole day before I post it. If you can guess the song and artist, then I'll do it for my next two chapters.
Much love,
Mizz Priscilla out.
