Gangster's Paradise
By: Chained Hearts
CH: Holy shizznits! I never knew you guys like this fic so much. Well, my rules are my rules and I'll be working harder on this one. (Insert cocky smile) here This has been a success! Haha!
Again, first 5 chapters are the guinea pig chapters. If, by chapter 5, you don't like it… stop reading.
Disclaimer: I have nothing to own except for this damn good plot (cocky smile)
Warning: Characters may or will be OOC. References to drugs (smoking), alcohol, and guns. Mild violence & language.
Now read on reviewers, read on (;
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This Can't Be Good
"Kagome…" Said a voice. A very soft, light feminine voice. Kagome turned around and to her utter shock it was Kikyo. And she was alone.
"Don't tell me…" Kagome said sarcastically, "…your gonna spit in my face again and push me to a puddle of mud."
"Actually…" Kikyo started. "…I just came to ask if you really did make a date with Inuyasha?"
"Are you stalking me now?" Kagome asked. "Yes I made a date with him."
Kikyo laughed. "You serious?"
"Did I stutter?" Kagome said folding her arms across her chest.
"Well, I just came to tell you that he's mine." Kikyo said
"If he's yours then he really wants to get away from you if he's asking me out." Kagome replied. The four guys stood behind her.
Kikyo looked at her from her shoes on up. She was wearing worn out white Nikes, ripped jeans, and a black hoodie. "I really don't know what he sees in you."
"I'll tell you what he sees." Kagome said taking a step closer to her. "Not you."
"You did not just…" Kikyo trailed off and before long he hand came up, about to collide with Kagome's cheek. Fortunately she ducked and Kikyo missed.
"Please." Kagome said. "Try and slap someone who's been in so many fights. You're pathetic."
"Break the date with Inuyasha!" Kikyo yelled. Kagome merely walked away.
"You're even more pathetic than I thought you were."
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When Kagome finally got home, something was off. She entered the house and turned on the lights. It was empty. There was nothing there. The T.V., the couch, the living room had nothing but the old ratty mattress she slept on and the badly stained rug. Kagome stook there for a while with her mouth wide open.
'What the hell happened?' she thought to herself. She checked what time it was from the wall clock. It was currently 9:47, her mom wouldn't be home for another hour. Kagome looked around for something to write on and found a napkin. She pulled out her eyeliner and left her mom a note saying what happened and that she'll probably sleep over someone's house for the night. She found some tape and stuck it on the front door.
'Now, 'Roku's, Koga's, Naraku's, or Bankotsu's…' Kagome thought. She went and took a quick shower to rid her of the scent of smoke. She dressed in her pajamas; blue and white flannel pajama pants with a tight white shirt. She put on a gray hoodie with her volleyball number and her last name on the back. Kagome tied her hair up, grabbed her keys and left.
"Can't go to Koga's, he's wasted, Bankotsu smokes too much, definitely not Naraku's place…" Kagome kept thinking of people's houses to go to. Before long she found herself walking to Miroku's house. She went through the back window. Miroku's 'grandfather', or caretaker they called him, strongly disliked Kagome for reasons they don't understand. She found light in Miroku's room and went through th window, which he always kept open for Kagome.
"Miiiroookuu…" Kagome sing-songed as she slipped through the window. She wasn't surprised to find him lying down on his bed reading Playboy. Miroku looked up from the centerfold he was looking at.
"Something the matter, Kagome?" Miroku asked as Kagome finally got her left leg through.
"Yeah, your window is small." Kagome whine rubbing her legs. "You mind if I sleepover?"
"What happened to your house?" Miroku said stashing the magazine under his mattress.
"I don't know, all our stuff is missing." Kagome said sitting on his bed.
"Robbery?"
"Couldn't be, I checked all the windows and I locked every door before I left."
"Repo man?" Miroku said.
"They wouldn't just barge in to an empty house, would they?"
"Your mom selling stuff to keep your house?"
"It's a possibility." Kagome said. "I just know I can't sleep without my music."
"Knock yourself out." Miroku said getting his CD case form under his bed.
"You're lucky you got all this stuff." Kagome said walking up to Miroku's computer and sat down.
"You're lucky you got a mom." Miroku said nodding towards the door.
"That I rarely see." Kagome said putting a CD in and playing it. "So, is that old drunk home?"
"Nope." Miroku replied opening his door. "Why else would I let you stay?"
"True, but then again, you wouldn't really care." She said. She went through his closet and found herself a spare blanket and pillow and she threw them on the floor. She had slow jams playing on Miroku's computer and about 10 minutes later, she fell asleep.
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It was a Monday morning when Kagome had awoken. She fluttered her eyes open to Miroku who was already dressed for school. She looked at the alarm clock on the end table next to her, it was only 7:14. She yawned and streched and fixed up her blankets.
"I'm gonna go." Kagome yawned. "Is caretaker Mushin there? I don't feel like climbing out of your window."
"Yeah, he's out there passed out on the couch." Miroku said refixing his dragon tail. "You can go out the front, I doubt he'll wake up."
"Mmmkay." Kagome said scratching her messy hair and yawning. She opened the door and Miroku escorted her out, knowing how klumsy she can be when she's half asleep. They were almost at the front door when Kagome unintentionally sneezed and cursed, causing Mushin to wake up.
"M-Miroku… who is that?" He said rubbing his eyes.
Kagome sighed, "So much for 'I doubt he'll wake up.'"
"Is it that damn Kagome girl?" He said staggering towards the two.
"No, her name is Kikyo." Miroku said thinking of the first thing that came to mind.
"Oh, I see." Mushin said. "Lying to cover for that she-devil are you?"
"Kagome, run." He whispered. Kagome quickly, but carefully, staggered away to her home three blocks away.
"Aye, what have I done to drive you to such… pathetic lowlifes?" Mushin asked staggering his way to Miroku.
"Just you being here pretty much explains it." Miroku mumbled. Mushin went back on the couch and fell asleep.
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Kagome was on her way home when the wind started to pick up. Kagome braced herself since her body wouldn't strengthen up until after she ate. She pulled down her sleeves so it covered her hands and held herself, for the only thing keeping her from freezing from the wind was her hoodie.
"Kagome…" a female voice said behind her. "…what were you just doing walking from Miroku's house?"
She turned around and winced from the brightness of the light. She squinted and saw a girl, about her age, wearing tight jeans, a pink tank top and a jean jacket. She had dangling feather earrings and her hair was in a bun, held together with chopsticks and a feather.
"Nothing." She said sitting down on the pavement. "And what were you just doing stalking me, Kagura."
"I wasn't stalking, I just happened to see you." Kagura said crossing her arms. Kagura was Naraku's younger sister by a year.
"Well, you mind walking me to my house since your just next door." Kagome yawned. "I haven't eaten yet."
"Sure." Kagura shrugged. "Don't want you falling in the streets.
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When Kagome got home, some of their stuff was back. She found a note on the end table next to the couch and read it.
'Kagome, sorry about the missing things. The repo-man came on my break, but I managed to get a 'furniture loan' from your grandfather. I just lost one of my jobs, so please help me and get a job. Remember, we need all the money we can get. I love you sweetie, I'll be home around 10:00 tonight. –Mom.'
Kagome sighed. Oh how she wished her brother never died. Their family went into debt for the surgery that was supposed to save him. Now she needed to get a job so she can eat. She took a shower and changed into tight, light fade jeans, and a black off-shoulder long sleeve top. She had a black cloth belt, and her hair was up in a ponytail.
"I wonder if we have food." Kagome said to herself as she opened the refrigerator. There wasn't much. A gallon of orange juice, a gallon of milk, leftover sushi, and day old Jamba Juice. Kagome sighed and checked her pockets for what little money she had. She had a 5 dollar bill she smiled. 'Coffee and muffins for me today!' Kagome was dancing and squealing in her head.
She snatched her backpack, and her keys and checked the time. It was 7:45 and school didn't start until 8:30. She had plenty of time to drop by a 7-11. Kagome went out the front door and locked it.
"Kagome!" Someone yelled from across the street. It was Kagura. She had been sitting on Bankotsu's porch the entire time smoking with Bankotsu. His brother, Jakotsu, was sitting on the windowsill with the windows open. She waved to them and ran across the street.
"Hey you guys." Kagome smiled and sat with them. Banktosu and Kagura held out a pack of cigarettes.
"Nah, I didn't eat yet." Kagome said.
"No food?" Bankotsu asked.
"Just leftover sushi from a hell of a long time ago, and day old Jamba Juice." Kagome thought about eating that for breakfast and gagged. "I have five bucks though, so I thought of getting a muffin and coffee."
"I'll come with you," Kagura said. "I need a new lighter anyway."
"Let's go at 8:00." Kagome said yawning a bit more. "So what are you doing today Bankotsu?"
"Nothing." He said puffing smoke it the air. He's a high school drop out. Bankotsu was only 17 in eleventh grade when he dropped out and he was now 19. "Really, Kagome, you should drop out."
"I can't." Kagome said resting her chin in her hand. "I need to get a good education so I won't go homeless."
"How're gonna pay for college?" He asked with a skeptical look on his face.
"I have a sports scholarship." She replied looking up at the cloudy skies. The wind started to pick up. "I guess I should go now."
"I'm coming." Kagura said getting her backpack from Jakotsu, who was also a dropout. He is 17-years old and, to everyone in the neighborhood's surprise, openly gay.
Kagura is one of Kagome's only female friends. She was Kagome's age, only older by 7 months, and was still in school, though she strongly disliked it.
The two walked to the 7-11, and strangely, the wind got a little bit stronger.
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It was well around 8:25 and Kagome and Kagura made it just in time to get to homeroom before the late bell rang. Kagome and Kagura were in same homeroom along with Miroku. Naraku had already graduated high school and was training to be a firefighter (funny, since he's a pyromaniac.) Koga was a year older than the three, so he was in twelfth grade. Miroku was the same age as Koga, older by a few months, but he got held back one year.
The late bell rang and their homeroom teacher, who was also the eleventh grade history teacher, entered the room. She was tall and willowy. She had long, chestnut brown hair and wore glasses that complimented her features. She wasn't much older than 25.
"Good morning class." She said with a smile.
"Good morning Ms. Yamata." The class replied. She was one of the coolest teachers in the hellhole they called school. Ms. Yamata made everything interesting, even history.
"Now, just go on about your business. Nothing to discuss today." She said as she sad at her desk, working on some plans on her computer. "Oh yes, and Ms. Higurashi, see me when the period is over."
Kagome sunk low in her chair. "This can't be good."
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CH: This chapter was hard to write for some odd reason. Jeez, I don't want the block to hit me! I have this whole story planned out, beginning, some of the middle, and the end. The events, I'm making off the top of my head to make things interesting. Damn, I have so many ideas for other stories (better stories) but I really want to finish this. I already have a sequel in mind to. LOL. Well thanks for reading and review (;
Next Chapter: What Became of the Date
Kagome's luck worsens as her love deepens.