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Ahhelga: no I'm not from California, but I am moving there in November! Hee hee.. I have been there, and know the layout though. My fiancé is a gourmet chef and lives in Granada Hills in the S. F. Valley. I'm from Ft. Myers Beach, FL (two hours south of Tampa on the gulf of Mexico). I wish I was from Cali, but, I am moving there soon, just not soon enough!
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Onto the slap happy chappy!! It's not really a happy chappy, but eh, improvising here. I never claimed to be a comedian. *cue the drum set: ba-doom ching sounds off in the background*Disclaimer: nope, don't own Inuyasha… oh how I wish… I don't own the rights to the drinks mentioned above either, nor were they my sponsors.. Heh.. That would've been pretty cool though.. Hee hee
Secrets Discovered
Kagome waited on Kagura's shift to end. 'She looks tired, but full of energy. I'm happy she hired me. I hope we'll get along.' Kagome thought noticing Kagura coming to the table she had occupied since she had come in that afternoon. She began to shudder as the events of the day passed across her memory. 'The day began so great. I was going to tell Inuyasha that I had began to care about him, that I liked him. He was so angry though, I was afraid, I didn't know what to do. I had to run.' her eyes getting hot from the tears that wanted to escape her sad eyes, and slide down her fallen face.
"You ready Kagome?" Kagura inquired, grabbing her suit case Kagome packed earlier, in a rush to just leave and not be a burden or a bad mark on anyone anymore.
"Yeah. Let's get out of here." Kagome replied, putting on a fake smile, pulling her backpack along as she stood.
"We have to take the bus. Do you have the fare for it? If not, I'll cover it." Kagura offered, with a sincere look on her face.
"I have it, just lead the way." she said, thanking her again for taking her in and giving her a job.
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Inuyasha looked at the computer screen, completely appalled of what it had upon it. He quickly windowed it, since Miroku and Sango were behind him, and found the file with the accounts listed in it and how much they had available. He scrolled down, until Miroku pointed out Kagome's name, and Sango wrote it down on a post-it. Sango and Miroku looked worriedly at their friend. His balance had just became uneven, and they could feel the shift.
"Inu, is everything alright?" came Sango's tired, yet very concerned voice. She had a small glimpse at the screen that he windowed, and wanted to know why he'd not said anything and windowed it instead of getting out of it.
"Yeah. Just worried about Kagome. Where she is, what she's doing….." he trailed off and his mind processed silently, 'also where am I going to go. If I stay with Sango or Miroku, they will find me…'
"Okay. Well, we are going to go. Are we going in your explorer, my navigator, or Sango's Civic tomorrow?" yawned Miroku, who also was concerned about his friend, but extremely sleepy. It was midnight, it took forever to search through Mr. Husako's computer, and get all the information and the number for them to call.
"I'll call you guys in the morning. We'll take my Explorer." was the motionless reply, whose eyes were glued to the screen of the computer.
"Well, see you tomorrow Inu." they sighed leaving the room, and letting themselves out.
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"I'm worried about him, Sango." Miroku confided sleepily to her on the way out of the driveway.
"I am too. He's keeping it all in. He's not telling us anything. I think she left like she did because she thought Inu was excruciatingly mad at her, and was afraid. I mean, you know his temper. One look at Koga and he was ready to kill." She sighed heavily, her thoughts wandering from the conversation, and they drove on in silence to Miroku's, deciding to just stay there in the guest room to save some time.
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The bus ride was uneventful, Kagome and Kagura gabbed about difference's in where they were from to here. Kagome told Kagura about New York, Coney Island, and Manhattan. Kagura looked into space imagining the sights to be seen. They got off, after 5 different stops. Kagura told her about the other roommate, Kanna, who also worked at the restaurant on first shift as they entered a decent sized apartment building, and took the elevator up to the 12th floor. Kagome paid attention to Kagura, but more attention as to where she would be living.
'Apartment 567 on the 12th floor.' her mind repeated over and over, as she entered the apartment. A pale girl about 18, with long white hair sat on the couch looking into a hand mirror, turned and smiled at Kagura and Kagome. Kagura introduced them before Kanna announced that she was off to get her beauty rest, looking at Kagome intently with her blue gray eyes. Kagome shivered a little, the hair on her neck tingling, feeling as though the girl was looking into her soul. She gave Kagome a sweet and genuine smile, and sauntered down to her room.
Kagome then turned her attention from Kanna back to Kagura, and followed her to her room. It was a decent size, it had an old dresser, bedside table on the left, with an old box and bed spring set that had light blue sheets on it, sat by the window on her right, looking out towards the vast city and a small closet on the left. She put her stuff down on the bed, and followed Kagura again to see the layout of the apartment. Bathroom first door on the left, Kanna's room the second door on the left, and Kagura's room on the right, next to Kagome's. The kitchen, dining room and living room all in a decently large space.
"When do I start? Tomorrow?" Kagome questioned, hoping to start the next day, and working on forgetting the days events.
"I want to you come in the day after. You can have a day to get unpacked, and get used to the apartment. To rest. You look as though you've had a very long and rough day. If you need anything let me know tomorrow before I leave at 2pm for work." she sympathized, gave a small smile, and squeezed Kagome's forearm, attempting to comfort her.
"How much a month is the apartment?" Kagome came back with, forcing a small smile back, her eyes filled with worry.
"Well, we already had that figured out if someone had answered the ad that it would be, with utilities and all, about $1,000 a month. We know the owner of this building, Naraku, personally, and we came up with an agreement since Kanna and I were both waitresses. Don't worry, you'll be able to swing it. You start off at $6.75 plus tips, (A/N: waitresses really do make that amount an hour in California. I spoke with a few places for a part time job starting in November and it is starting wage, which is minimum wage. It is NOT MADE UP! If the characters were set here in Georgia, god save the queen, she'd only make $2.35 an hour. I only make a dollar more because I work third shift!) so, your paycheck will be paying the rent and such. Well, I am off to bed. I'm beat. Goodnight Kagome." she said, looking at her quite intensely with her red eyes, giving a smile and closing herself in her room.
"I guess I should unpack. Welcome to your new home." she whispered to the air and to herself. Dragging herself to her room to unpack.
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Inuyasha looked at all the different screens. They were messages his father had kept in a locked file from an informant from Japan.
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To: Tahchakee Meehachang
From: Inutaisho Husako
Subject: Complete and agreed, need dates for final signing
2:45 pm Saturday, June 29th, 2004
Tahchakee,
Thank you so much. I'm looking forward to sending him off soon. He seemed sullen the last few months. Then my new producer arrived with her daughter. I gave him the rosary from his mother. I doubt that thing really does have a spell on it though. Give me the dates for next month that Sess and I are to come out and view your work.
Inutaisho
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'Where are they going? Why are they leaving me here? Why am I not allowed to go on business with them? Why am I always the last to know or left completely out?' he wondered sadly, going to the message that was directly underneath it, double clicking, and reading, all of his questions answered.
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To: Inutaisho Husako
From: Tahchakee Meehachang
Subject: Arrangements accommodated, need review and acceptance for the dates
9:58 am Saturday, June 29th, 2004
Inutaisho,
I am pleased to inform you that the chambers are ready, as is the plot for your son Inuyasha's burial. I understand the disgust you hold for the boy. Being born a Hanyou and all. The arrangements are all made, and full filled. We have the paper work that masks this as a letter to grant privilege for attending the Jeudeski College for the Arts in Tokyo, to continue his animation. I have attached it for you to review. Also, a bit of good news. We have slain nearly 1,500 people in the search for the Shikon-No-Tama, and have it recovered. It will be awaiting your arrival in the coming month. I am looking forward to the day the demon race will take over the countries.
Tahchakee
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Inuyasha couldn't believe what he had just finished reading. They planned to have him killed and buried in Japan, because he was only half blood. He got out of the message and scrolled down, noticing that his father had been in contact with this Mr. Meehachang for a full year. He clicked on the first message that had been plotting his demise.
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To: Tahchakee Meehachang
From: Inutaisho Husako
Subject: Problem needing to be dealt with
12:35 am Thursday, June 30th, 2003
Tahchakee,
Hello my dear brother. It's been a long time since we have spoken about my son Inuyasha. He has reached the age of eighteen. There is no change in his form. He still remains a worthless Hanyou. He is a disgrace to our blood line. Sess and I were hoping that he may have changed on his eighteenth birthday to a full youaki, but alas, he still remains as a half blood. I know that you turned against me when I chose my mate to be human, and warned me of the consequences that the dirty blood of hers would produce a Hanyou child. The Shikon-No-Tama needs to be found, and be used to destroy all of the human kind, so that this may never happen again. I feel no love for this child. He is just garbage to me. Not pure, and powerful like his ancestry, and bloodline from our side of the family. I wish to start arrangements for his death. I promised to my human wife, that I would give a rosary to Inuyasha on the eve of his 19th birthday. I intend on fulfilling the Mylaen's dying wish. He is graduated from schooling now, and interested in schools for the Arts for animation. When all the arrangements are set, Sess and I will take a "business trip" shall we say. Please, reply back soon, and forgive me my brother.
Inutaisho
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'I was always right. Mother told me that I was wrong when I was young and she lay dying in her bed, that father loved me like he loved Sesshie. He's always hated me. The only person I've had in this world that has truly loved me, was my mother. Kagome is gone. I have to find her, she activated the rosary today during the fight with Koga. She is the only one that can save me now. I must leave this stone prison immediately, and go where they can't find me. How will I explain to Sango and Miroku?' he shuddered and his eyes were hot with angry tears as he exited out of the system and shut down his fathers computer.
He raced up the stairwell and began to grab the things that meant most to him and what he would need. Clothes, his sketchbooks and supplies, his music, the few items that he remembered receiving from his mother, the pictures of Sango, Miroku and him, and the pictures of his mother and him while he was a child. He left all reminisces of his relationship with Kikyo, except the engagement ring. He planned to take it back to Tiffanies, use that money, and his money in his account to start a new life. He toted his possessions to his Explorer, packing his things in the back strategically, pushed up on the tailgate, then closing and locking the rear window. He looked with hate upon the stone castle, the home he once loved. He said goodbye to the memories he had from childhood, and the warmth his mother provided. He got into the drivers seat, slammed the door, and peeled out of the driveway with a feeling of deepened emptiness, and anger. He despised his father and brother, and from that moment on, disowned his father, brother, heritage, and family name.
The only thing keeping his sanity somewhat together, was knowing Kagome was still somewhere in Los Angeles. He glanced at the clock which read two-thirty am. He hadn't any sleep that day, and there was now way he could sleep now. His mind went over all that he had to accomplish the next day. Putting a trace on Kagome's bank card and finding her were the most important things in his mind. Getting a new last name, life, and background second. The pieces of shit wouldn't be back for another three days, so he had time. If he was found and murdered by them, because of his first name, so be it, but his mother had given his name at birth, and he refused to go against the only person that had loved him. He sped down the roads, getting away as fast as he could, to find the only person in his mind allowing a little hope and a glimmer of happiness into his dark, angry, and betrayed eyes, soul, and heart.
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Angst and revenge mixed with romance is good, and you guys know it…
Sing with me now!:
Yeah! And you know what to do! You just sit there in your computer chair, and read, and then, review!
LOL! Yeah.. Umm… my little boy watches blues clues and Dora the Explorer too much.. I'm starting to sing the 'clue song' from the beginning of blues clues. I think my frontal lobe is in the dire need for a good cleansing. Eh.. Wait.. No.. my whole brain could probably use some fixing…
Until next time!
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Ja~Ne!