A/N: Well, I got wonderful response to the last chapter! Many, many, many, favorites were added, I thank you deeply for that. Apparently I'm doing something right, but please guys, remember: Reviews are fun things! Hah, okay, enough babble, into the double digits we go!!

DISLAIMER: I've emailed Rumiko Takahashi-sensei to ask for rights to Inu-Yasha… And that was four years ago, I suppose it's not going to happen D:

Remembering What Was Never There

Chapter 10

After a few minutes, I was able to calm down to my senses and sat Inu-Yasha down next to me on the couch.

"So, Miroku did talk to you about something important. That night you went to jail, I mean." My eyes stayed glued to the same broken wood panel on the floor.

"Yeah, but he told me not to tell you because you'd be in danger." Inu-Yasha seemed to look at me intensely, almost as if he was trying to turn my gaze to him. "I didn't want anything to happen to you because I was an idiot and told you something you weren't supposed to know, so I didn't say anything." I felt my heart skip a beat at the explanation, finding it extremely sweet. I felt bad about how I assumed the worst of him when he didn't tell me before. I knew I should apologize.

"Inu-Yasha, I'm sorry. I didn't know that's why you didn't tell me." I said to him, placing a hand on his shoulder. He cringed under my contact a bit and said nothing for the longest time. "What's wrong?" He pulled his shoulder out from underneath my hand, and faced me with his shining golden eyes.

"Kagome, he told me about everything in my past life and if it's true I don't think that I can stay with you anymore."

"What?" I asked unsure of what he was saying.

"Miroku told me who Kikyo was." The tone that he had was making me worried. His voice lost all the toughness that I was used to and he was talking straight at me. This couldn't be good.

"…W-who is she?" I was looking into his eyes harder than I ever had. His gaze started to slip to the couch.

"She's…" He trailed off.

"She's what?"

"Never mind, she's just someone from my past is all."

"O-oh." I smiled at him uncomfortably while pushing my tears back. "Isn't that great Inu-Yasha? You have that to look forward to now. Maybe you'll find out who she is now that Miroku knows what's going on." My voice began to fail me as I swallowed again, doing everything in my power to not cry. I had a feeling as to why he didn't want to complete his thought and it caused my stomach to tie in knots.

"Yeah." He stood up and walked down the hallway only pausing slightly to look over his shoulder. "It's late… I'm heading off to bed."

"…Night." I whispered, unable to make anymore words form.

How strange, I thought the moment he left I would be in tears but somehow I just felt numb. I was thinking about the possibility that perhaps I was just thinking the worst. After all, Kikyo could just be his sister or something not necessarily his girlfriend. When that word passed through my head, my stomach lurched forward causing me to feel a little towards the queasy side. I was thinking too far into this and it was going to drive me insane if I kept it up…

Deciding that pressuring myself to cry was a rather stupid idea, I walked across the room, slipping my shoes and coat on and walking out the door. The chilly air bit into my cheeks in the stairwell as I ventured closer and closer to the front door of the building. Once I walked out, I heard nothing but the wind blowing down the hallow street, it being the only company I had as I walked down the sidewalk. I breathed in the night air that was usually polluted by car exhaust and cigarette smoke; its now crisp clean scent soothing my throat.

Before I had realized it, I had walked quite the distance from my building almost confused as to how I got there. Zoning out while walking along in the city at night wasn't the best idea but I couldn't help it. The darkness painted in the streets made me nervous, making my surroundings very unfamiliar until I turned a sharp left saw a certain car that made me stop.

'Miroku?' I thought to myself as I ducked behind a building and watched as he interacted with two taller dark figures. Listening in on his conversation wasn't a very nice thing to do but I had to find out if he was hiding anything else from me.

"She'd better not have any idea it was us." The shorter of the men said with a voice that I recognized.

"If she catches on, I will have your head indefinitely. You must remember that." The other said in a smooth sentence.

"I told her that she was just confused, if she catches on it's not my fault." Miroku said in a bit of an angry tone. "You're already asking me to lie to the girl while she's in the hospital, I'm not going to shatter her sanity."

"That's her fault for getting involved in the first place!" The shorter shadow stepped forward towards Miroku. He backed up causing the flickering street light to shine for a quick second on his face. Placing my hand over my mouth, I gasped slightly. Koga was standing in front of Miroku, his fist balled threateningly under Miroku's jaw.

"No, it's your fault! I know you're the one who called the police in the first place!" Miroku said rather loudly while throwing Koga back. I couldn't move… That's how Koga new about Inu-Yasha, he was the one who called the police!

"If he wasn't put in jail, then the idiot may have remembered us and reported it. If he was already in prison for the murder, they wouldn't believe anything that came out of him." The other said, keeping his position that was leaning against a sleek black car.

"Well, that's your fault for not finishing him off in the first place, isn't it, pretty boy?" Koga lashed out against the other man.

"You will do well to not speak to me like that. Remember that I have no qualms when it comes to my honor."

"What honor!? You said that you killed him and suddenly he shows up with his memory erased! What honor do you have?!" Koga screamed back at him.

"Shut up, do you want the whole neighborhood to hear this?" The man spat back.

"Maybe I want the whole neighborhood to hear you, Sesshomaru." After finding out that the taller man was Sesshomaru, the same man I had seen at the café earlier, I pulled my head back from the side of the building. My heart was pounding in my ears as I contemplated what to do. I couldn't come up with anything and stayed frozen in my tracks. I heard more footsteps before peeking around the corner once again.

"Both of you stop it." Miroku said plainly. The sound of a pair of shuffling feet continued.

"Not until he stops complaining about the situation. It's his fault that he didn't finish off his bastard brother." At this comment, Koga went too far apparently. Sesshomaru seemed to glide before I could blink to Koga and held him up by his throat.

"I told you to never refer to that cur as my brother. Alive or not the idiot is dead to me, don't ever let me hear you say brother with mine and Inu-Yasha's name in the same sentence ever. I'll make sure that you die if you do." Sesshomaru still held Koga as he clawed at his arms and gasped for air. He eventually threw Koga to the ground. I stuck my head out a bit more to see if Koga was hurt before I noticed Sesshomaru's gaze shift to where I was. My breath stuck in my throat and I froze, gripping the side of the building. "We're through here." He said, never taking his eyes away from mine. Koga and Miroku stared at him as he suddenly jumped into his car and started the engine. He turned around, his car coming in my direction as I quickly pretended as if I was walking away from where they were. The car zoomed past me as I breathed in relief, unsure of whether to go back and see more or just go home. After a moment of thought, I started going in the opposite direction to home.

It's sad, I went on this walk to clear my mind. Now I had even more to think about. So, that man is Inu-Yasha's brother and he wanted him dead… How awful… I started thinking about my younger brother and how close we were and how I could never even think about doing that to him. What on earth could Inu-Yasha possibly have done to Sesshomaru to deserve death?

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I stayed home from class once again the following day. It was just far too much for me to handle, everything that was going on and classes? It's almost pathetic, I'm going to college for criminal justice and I'm getting more experience in the field outside of school than I am inside…

"Hey, what're you doing home?" A voice shook me out of the strong glance I had out the window. "Shouldn't you be at school?"

"Oh, good morning," I began. "And yeah, I should be at school but I just wasn't feeling up to going to my class. I have math today and it always gives me a headache. Tomorrow is my forensics class, it's more fun so I'll go tomorrow."

"Huh, I didn't think college worked that way." Inu-Yasha said stretching his arms over his head. "You sure you're just not cutting class?"

"Yes, I'm sure." I said with a sharp glare sent towards him. Inu-Yasha rolled his eyes before heading towards the kitchen. "Inu-Yasha, tell me something."

"Tell you what." He stated, obviously not wanting to tell me anything and remaining out of view behind the half wall of the kitchen.

"Did Miroku tell you about a man named Sesshomaru?" There was silence before he reappeared from behind the wall to stand a distance away.

"Sesshomaru?" He rolled off his tongue. It looked as if nothing clicked and much to my displeasure, he shook his head. "Never heard of him. Why, what is he to me?"

"I- I don't know." I stammered out in a lie.

"Then what're you asking me for?"

"I'm just seeing if he told you anything and if you know him in some way so you can find your family… Inu-Yasha, why are you getting hostile?"

"You're the one always complaining how you want me to stay here and then you're digging up my past so I can leave? Yeah, that logic makes sense."

"I'm doing this for you!"

"I'm sure, Kagome."

"What are you talking about? I'm doing this all for you! I want what's best for you, how're you turning it around to seem as if I'm betraying you?"

"Are you really doing this for me?" Inu-Yasha walked towards me until the coffee table was the only thing that separated us. "Because it seems to me that the only reason you're doing this is so you can get as much experience in your crappy field of work before getting on an actual case. You don't give two shits about what happens to me, you're just doing this for the experience." He nearly screamed at me.

"What the hell are you talking about!?" I screamed in a shrill while standing up and balling my hands at my sides. "Who on earth gave you that idea!?"

"Miroku. He told me everything, Kagome. You can't get away from it." He growled back. He flipped around to the bed room and began to get dressed. It seemed as if he wanted the conversation to end there, and for once I was not going to allow it.

"Hold on one second," I said, stomping into the room. "How can you be completely sure that Miroku isn't lying to you?"

"How can I be sure of what anyone says anymore? It looks to me like every time I turn around someone's lying to me!"

"Inu-Yasha, I'm not lying to you! If I didn't truly care about you then why would I ever waste my time? There really is no way that I can use you for 'practice.'"

"Yeah, okay. Whatever Kagome, you're forgiven. That's what you want to hear right? Well, there it is."

"That is definitely not what I want to hear!"

"Oh right, I know one thing you want to hear." Inu-Yasha had finished getting dressed and stared me down powerfully. "Kikyo, just so you know, is my girlfriend. Miroku told me that she and I have been together for two years. Okay? That's who she is." My heart stopped.

"Why do you think I'd care about that?" I spat with as much venom as I could muster. "Besides I'm just using you aren't I, why would I care if you have a girlfriend? It's not as if I could, I don't know, actually have feelings for you, right!?" He looked at me for a moment before pushing past me down the hallway to the front door. "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to work, what does it matter?" The door opened under his grip wildly. "I was wrong about you. I thought that through all this maybe I could find someone I trusted. Have fun ditching school, bitch. I can't wait until my real family finds me; that way I won't have to put up with this bull anymore." I ran for the door as it slammed in my face. I stood there silent for a moment, listening to the front door open and slam shut before I felt my fists clenching harder and my anger swelling. Slamming my feet hard enough to get splinters in the bottom of them, I went back into my bedroom and threw my body on the bed. Burying my head into my pillow I began screaming very loudly until my voice cracked and I was hoarse.

I got up slowly, still carrying my pillow in hand and walked out into the living room, the picture carousel catching my eye in the morning rays. I brought the pillow over head and onto the silver object that hit the floor, sending glass and metal shattering in all directions. Realizing what I had just done, I dropped the pillow and looked to the pieces, feeling my heart shattering in as many shards that were scattered on the floor. Slowly, my feet pulled me to the kitchen to where I grabbed the bottle of glue that sat on the counter before shuffling back over to the broken frames. A few pieces of glass bit into my bare feet as I picked up all the pieces and photos and placed them onto the coffee table. I sat there for hours piecing together the shattered remains of the carousel while swallowing the painful sobs that ripped at my already sore throat.

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A/N: I know, very late. But musicals take up your life, I'm sorry. Well, to make up for it, I made this a pretty intense chapter, things are starting to come together. Perhaps now that the musical is over and if I get many reviews I'll feel more inspired to update sooner. :hint hint: Thank you all for being patient and let me know what you think!

'Till Next Time!

A Friend In Words,

--KB