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Dear Little Sister

Chapter Four


Everything was white where he was. The walls around him were so blank and bare. The corridors and hallways he walked through seemed to be never ending. Rin hadn't seen a single door since he got here. The place was a giant maze that seemed to have no end and he was the unfortunate mouse stuck there, looking for the cheese. Rin turned into another hallway. He hadn't seen speck of life around here and it was starting to get to him. The halls were all dead silent. Even the sound of his footsteps seemed to be muted. He was just about to turn into another hallway when a childish giggle echoed from the opposite way. A grin broke out on his face. Someone finally!

The chased after the noise like a mad-man. He hadn't even been alone for all that long, yet the sheer loneliness he had acquired while wandering through the halls was nearly unbearable. He couldn't wait so see another person. A door came into his sight and he slowed down his pace. Rin could hear voices from inside the room, but something felt off. Undeterred, he opened the door and walked into the room. The spawn of the devil was taken off guard for a second and the vastness of the chamber. He couldn't even tell where the walls were! Peering out into the distance, he could make out slittolets of furniture and began to make his way toward the area.

There were was a small row of bookshelves to the left and right of the open area. Five in each row, they gradually grew as the farther they were from him. A single dining room chair was sitting in the open space between the shelves and in front of it a small television set. A large amount of blank paper was sprawled around both the two furnishings, but especially around the front of the TV. Walking over to the smallest bookshelf on his right, Rin randomly pulled out a book and opened it. Book after book, page after page, nothing was revealed to him. Just like the walls around him and the surface he stood upon, all of the pages in each and every book he looked in was a colorless and textless as the last. Rin threw the large script at in a fury of anger. It crashed into the first shelf he had looked through causing it to tip over and fall noiselessly. Small hills of scripts had surround his feet at this point and he shook with rage. Just as he was about to have a major fit in this maddening soundless prison, a soft click caught his attention. He head whipped around allowing his eyes to narrow in on the black and white static screen. His feet took him closer to the older device and while in a daze, he took a seat directly in front of the bulky box, legs cross over one another in a childlike manner. Just as he got comfortable, the screen snapped on. Although a bit fuzzy, the world of color was once more returned to him in dark shades and hues. The screen showed a very dark place.

Everything seem to be black there; shadows danced across the walls and silence met his ears. But... But this silence was not like the abandoned and lonesome one that he had just been immersed in. Without his knowledge his whole body stood rigid, and Rin became stone still. T-This silence... It was bathed in wickedness and devilry... The air reflected the only perpose the soundlessness had for itself... Self-destruction.

It liked insanity...

Disarrangement...

Chaos...

Blood...

It was the very definition of madness.

It was black.

There was a shadow here and spolch of gray there, but otherwise there was no other color. Rin hugged himself tighter as the frigid air nipped at his skin. It was cold here. The air seemed to have this way of getting through all of his clothing and seeping into his very bones. It was a very penetrative feeling. Where was he? Why was he here?

A young childs voice spilled forth from the darkness.

"Its all your fault."

RIn sluggishly turned around and looked upon the small child that stood in front of him. Soft black tresses, porcelain skin, and demented turquoise hues... Rin paused for a second and stared at the child.

She seemed familiar...

His words were slow even to his ears. "Whats my fault?"

The young girl looked at him unblinking for a couple seconds, before a wide inhuman smile swept across her face. In her mouth, over a hundred molars seemed to have overtaken her mouth. All other types of teeth where gone from incisors to canines to premolars. They covered the roof of her mouth and her bottom jaw seemed to hold three rows of teeth. Her tongue was flat, grey and rotted. Holes large and small were carved into it, making it look like a morbid version of a piece of swiss cheese.

A beastly voiced erupted from the throat of the small girl.

"Everything!" It sang with utter delight. The air around Rin seemed to drop lower with the demon child's psychotic tone. "Everything's both your faults!"

Rins confusion was starting to grow and his skull started to burst with pressure from nowhere. Both? What does she mean by both? Who else is at fault? They must be the real reason for this girl's ire, because he didn't do anything! It was all his fault.

Wait! Who was he referring to?

The child's crazed pupils grew abnormally large, each spreading over her the white of her eye and cloaking them in pitch darkness. Salty rivulets ran down the her cheeks as fragile arteries bursted, leaving the red liquid to splash the blackness with its copper stain.

"Stupid Boys, who's lost now?"


He woke up gasping.

His lungs burned. His heart ached. His body was pained. Rin sucked in air like he'd never had such pleasure in his life. He felt like he had just come back from the dead and somehow he knew he just had. His hearing was distorted and vision was blurry as he looked over his worried brothers shoulder to the girl that had been thrusted into their lives. She was was staring out the window, completely ignoring them with a placid look set on her face. It only lasted second at most and was so fast Rin didn't know if he was just imagining it or if it had happened. All of her figures... from teeth, to eye, to air, had changed... Only for a moment stood the crazed child from his near death experience, fully-grown and wearing its same terrifying smile. The blunt rows of molars spread back in a nonhuman looking way. Its crazed tear filled black eyes were filled with mad, dark glee. In his head the demonic voice rung out once more.

"Who's lost now?"

But just like that the image changed back to young, tortured teen, lying in bleached hospital bed.

Rin shook himself.

'It was just a nightmare. It was all just a dream.' He chanted to himself mentally. Suddenly, the girl spoke _ing both of the Okumuras into a standing position. He voice was soft and steadily but full of wariness, but it somehow managed to calm Rin down better and faster than he could have thought possible. This was not the monster he had just faced. Her voice was almost soothing in comparison to it's harsh, choking tone. His rigid form slowly went lax and his spooked, confused mind calmed down just a noched.

"Tou-san, why did you call me?"

Her head slowly turned toward them, but while Rin took comfort from her voice, Yukio only seemed to grow tenser and tenser. Something was not right. While their unnamed sister's voice may as well be the perfect picture of calm confusion, her eyes sold her out. This was a tortured being that had an escape route. While Yukio didn't know what it was, his intuition was practically screaming that it was nothing good.

"Another illusion? I thought you were done with those?"

Seconds of silence sprang across the room causing the tension to rise. Kagome just continued to stare at the fake faces of the brothers she will never get to met with growing ire. When was he going to should stop screwing around and break illusion? She didn't want to see their faces ever again after she had buckled to her father. He used them so many times by this point. They had given her false hope every show he casted. She didn't want to see them anymore. She didn't want to have hope anymore. She just wanted to be alone. Rage had filled her so fast and so steady. She was done dealing with him. She just wanted to be alone. Kagome was DONE with his games already.

"Tou-san. Break. The. Spell." She hissed with growing fury.

Yukio started to speak in an effort to calm her, but was quickly snapped at.

"Stop fucking with me, father." She practically spat. "I know this is not real, so end it already! Before I do."

Rin was just picked up his new sibling's desperation when she snarled at them both. His new little sister was very confused, scared and angry. She did not believe they were real. Quick to try and defuse her disbeliefs with assurance, Rin took a step forward. "Hey, calm down. You're not under any spell. We found you wandering-"

Her movement was too sudden, too fast for both of the twins in the room to decipher. The confused, young, scared woman was too fast for them to catch. Their brains had only enough time for them to register and start to reach forward as one of Yukio's prized, dual-pistols touched her skull.

The trigger was pulled...

And a loud bang soon echoed the room.


There were flowers of every darkened color, trees of every height and shrubs of every shape out there. She remembered this place. She was in one of her favorite memories that she dug up once more in the whiteness. She took a view of the place and stopped to zoom into a humanoid shape in the distance. It was a girl that looked to be just a few years older than a decade. She had long brown shoulder length hair that was loosely tied at the end and rich, soil-brown irises. A deep frown was set on her slightly tanned face. Another girl was with her. She was younger than the older female that followed her. Her inky-black hair was only two or three inches below her chin and swayed around playfully as she chattered noiseally to the other girl as adamant and happy as one could be. Her blue eyes never noticing the heated anger and loathing that was being directed to her from brown spheres. This set a bitter but happy smile on her face. And Kagome once more started to do her routine ritual, voicing each word the children said as they said them.

"Sango-chan, what is the air like were you once lived?" The younger asked her senior.

Like a well trained servant, Sango answered in a monotone voice. "It stank of pollution and impurity, Milady."

The blue eyed girls eyes twinkled with unchained curiosity. "Did your city have many _ hordes wandering in the air?"

"More in some places than others, Mistress." Sango told with a bit of an edge. This was the daughter of her families killer. The one she will go down in a fury of bullets to kill. Her only chance to get back at that beast.

The younger Kagome's sudden, bitter smile nearly caught the once heiress of guard. Nearly.

"I wish I could see the city." She sighed with longing. "Father won't let me leave the walls."

Sango's eyes narrowed. In effort to seek out more information, she dug deeper and pushed a little harder.

"Do you know why, Kagome-san?"

Kagome's eyes lit up with pure joy as she heard her name usher from her servants lips.

"Tou-san said that it was for my protection, but..." She swiveled head around before making a motion for the older demon to lend her an ear.

"I believe Tou-san is not telling me the whole story. The way he acts makes me uncomfortable." She whispered into the girls ear before pulling back. Kagome bit her lip as she looked at the demon in front of her. Could she really ask that of her?

"Lady Kagome? What do you wish for?" Sango inquired noticing the indecisiveness the young demon held.

Kagome opened and close her mouth a few times trying to push the words out with no sound. Once she found her voice she asked small and meek, "Sango-chan. Could you- Could you the me what the world is like outside?"

Sango cocked her head into the side in a gesture stating she should explain more thoroughly. Everyone has secrets and she had no intention to let her plan be unraveled so soon because the girl wanted to know about her murdered family.

"I can't go outside the walls. Tou-san won't let me. So anything I can experience beyond the gates is out of my reach. Can tell me your experiences on the outside? Could you tell me about the touch, taste, sound, sight, smell and emotion you felt when I ask? I just want to imagine what it would feel like. ."

Sango hesitantly nodded.

Kagome smiled.

"What does a coal tar feel like? Does it have smell?"


Her eyes were closed she noticed. Funny? She remembered closing them when she shot herself. But... Why was her ear ringing so loudly? Not to mention, where was the feeling of her chains and shackles? Where was the smell of rotting flesh and crimson copper?

Where was the red?

A small scrape in her hairline welled with blood and dripped down the side of her face.

Kagome sucked in a sharp breath.

Was-

...

Was she bleeding?

"I think something's wrong with our Imouto, Nii-san." The green-haired demon stated as Mephisto strutted into the room.

"Indeed, Amaimon!" He bombastically agreed as he faced her, invading her personal space as he did so. "What's wrong little one? Cat got your tongue?"

Her movement was too fast for the stunned twins to see, but not the decades old demons. Their eyes just followed her as she ripped open the flesh of her wrist and dug out a simple key with chain. Blood slowly painted the white sheets as she stared at the stained key with disbelieve. Everyone watched, even Yukio who was busy phoning a doctor on the landline, as Kagome reached out as touch Rin's face. He stood there unmoving as she crawled to the edge of the bed and look at him with broken eyes. When her fingers cradled the sides of his face and her thumbs rubbed his cheeks with trembling movements, Rin could practically see reality sink its claws into her once more. He watched as the small piece of hope that had worked its way into her eyes when she was at gunpoint break start to crack. What horrified him even more was the sick pleasure that appeared in his emotions as big, red pools of blood started to collect in her eyes.

"You're really here...?"

The question was weak at best as she held his face firmly in her clawed hands. It took at Rin's power to nod, his emotions in turmoil, and he watched as the flickering flame died, a great sadness falling in place of it. Blue changed to ruby as the liquid fell from the windows of her soul.

A soft meow was voiced from the outside of the hospital as a tabby cat sang her song in honor of a dead dream.


Pairing: Kagome/Harlem

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