Chapter 11: Sango's Rage

As they finally pulled into the long driveway Kagome remembered from so many years ago, Inuyasha smiled at her. In that instant, she looked so much like her old self to him. The happy, care free girl he'd fallen for so long ago, that he just couldn't help but smile at her.

Her eyes reminded him of the silvery blue of the ocean. And they glowed so warmly as she looked up at the three story mansion that Inuyasha had called home for as long as he could remember. Even her smile was brighter than had been that morning.

"So," he said pulling into one of the three car garages that was opened. "Is everything pretty much the way you remember it being here?"

Looking back at him and nodding her head, Kagome unbuckled her seat belt and rested her chin on her hand looking at him.

"Minus one thing," she said pointing over to the empty parking spot where Inuyasha's father's Corvette use to be.

Looking over at the empty space, Inuyasha sighed. His father's car had been destroyed in the accident four years ago. And his mother had been far too devastated to have it repaired.

"Yeah, mom just couldn't bare the thought of having it fixed and sitting here for no reason. So the three of us just remember never to park in that spot." looking at her once again, and seeing the regret and pain written in those ocean blues, he pushed his own misery aside and opened the car door. "Come on, lets get you inside and something else to wear. That dried blood is giving me a stomach ache."

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As Inuyasha silently began to shut the door to the garage, he could smell something in the house he knew he had to be imagining. After his father's death, Inuyasha's mother had been far beyond what anyone thought was an 'Okay' state of mind, and even though she had forced herself to work as much as possible, she was still all alone in her misery.

That is… until she had adopted a fox demon child she had met wandering the streets. He had lost his parents in a discrimination battle for demons almost two years before, and he was just as lonely as she had been.

"Inuyasha!!!" Shippo shouted running into the Foyer of the house. He was wearing his red hair pulled back like usual, blue overall jeans, and a blue and green striped t-shirt underneath. Kagome's eyes widened as she looked at the small little boy who seemed not much older than her own children.

"Damn!" he cursed quietly shutting the door behind them. "Shippo, what are you doing home?!"

"I got suspended, remember moron?" he said in a bored voice crossing his arms over his tiny chest.

"Again?! For what now?"

"Setting the Teacher's hair on fire…again. Hey, who's she?" he added pointing at Kagome.

Inuyasha sighed, realizing that now everyone in the house was going to know she was back after this. And he didn't want his mother to find out right away that she was indeed a grandmother yet. So, grabbing his cell phone out of his jacket, he sent Kagome a quick message.

Don't say anything about the girls. Shippo his my little adopted brother, and I don't think my mom is ready to find out she's a grandmother.

As she opened her phone and looked at him, she smiled and nodded in understanding.

"Shippo, this is my girlfriend, Kagome. Kagome, meet Shippo. My little pain in the ass brother," he said with a cocky smile on his face.

"Since when do you have a girlfriend?" Shippo retorted. "I thought you said you were waiting for the perfect woman?"

"I was," he said smiling at her once more. "And now I finally have her back."

"SHIPPO!!!" someone hollered. "Where are you, you little brat! I'm going to kill you!"

"Uh oh," he said gulping, recognizing the voice of his other older brother from the other side of the house. "Umm, I gotta run before he catches me… nice meeting you Kagome!" he shouted as he ran outside.

"Shit, start running, Baby," he said as he grabbed her hand and made his way to the basement stairs.

"Is that Sesshomaru?" she asked as he opened the door to the large basement.

"Yup, and knowing Shippo, he walked in on him and Rin again and scorched something. So we need to hide right now."

"Why?"

"Because last time he ran into me when this happened I had to have my nose reset. He wasn't in a very good mood."

As Inuyasha shut the door and locked it in place, he helped Kagome down the long, wide winding staircase to the basement. It had gone through a lot of changes over the past four years. For one thing, it was his bedroom now, and he had a feeling Kagome would like it for the most part.

His mother had hated all the rock and metal music, along with his many instruments he'd learned to play. So, she'd had the entire basement refurnished to be his bedroom when he had come home from the institute.

As he turned on the lights at the bottom of the stairs, Kagome gasped as her eyes widened in shock. The walls were red with black designs everywhere. A red couch was in the corner at the opposite end of the room where she stood, and a few books, a lap top, and a flat screen TV hung on the wall. The floor was covered in a pitch black shag rug that was obviously heated, due to her remembering that the basement was always cold, and then, against the wall, she thought she'd stepped into a music store.

Guitars, Basses, Saxophones, Keyboards, Amps and other equipment, a Drum Set, and even a Microphone in a stand were all lined up against the long wall of this room. And when she looked into the separate section of the basement, she saw the bed, TV, and clothing drawers that she knew were his. Looking at him now, she realized he'd moved down here. And she only had one thought in her mind to ask him.

"You- you live down here, don't you?" she asked him quietly.

Inuyasha smiled at her as he wrapped his arms around her waist tightly. As he looked at the tiny collection of his instruments; meaning his 12 Guitars, 8 Basses, 3 Saxophones, 4 Keyboards, 6 Amps, all his other equipment, the Drum Set, and his Mic, he couldn't help but smile with pride in his eyes at them.

"After I came home from the institute, my mom really wasn't all too thrilled with the music I was listening to. And when I started learning how to play the guitar, she booted me down here. It took about four months for the workers to finish this place, but it's pretty much like having my own apartment. I have this room, which is my practice and recording space, my bedroom, my bathroom, and I have the kitchen upstairs. So yeah, this is where I live now. Do you like it?"

Looking around once more, she realized she was smiling from ear to ear. This place really was amazing. And she was dying to hear him play. But at the moment, all she wanted was him. So, pulling him over to the small red couch, Kagome spun around in his arms and fell backwards into the cushions.

Inuyasha's eyes widened in fear as he felt his body crush into hers. But by her little giggles he could hear coming from her, he could tell she was perfectly fine. As her lips pressed against his in a rush, he felt his instincts rising once again.

The only problem was, his instincts wanted him to finish what he'd started four years ago.

"We can't do this," he said pulling away from her suddenly. And as he gasped for breath, Inuyasha looked down into the artic blue eyes he loved so much, and felt the jabs of regret hitting him over and over again against his heart. "I- I can't do this…," he whispered.

He still hated himself for what he'd done to her. And he still found it hard to believe that she had actually somewhat forgiven him for everything. He almost wished it had never happened, yet anytime he thought about his daughter's he couldn't bear the thought of them not being in this world. So, now he really was dealing with the torment from both halves of his soul. And he hated every second of it.

Kagome knew it. He was still terrified of hurting her again. His golden eyes spelled it out so easily to her. True, she and mostly forgiven him for everything. But a part of her was still hurting and scared of him.

He'd raped her. But she had forgiven him knowing it was not his fault. He'd practically tried to kill her. And the scars were still as prominent as they had been once her body had healed. Yet, he'd also given her two beautiful little girls that had saved her from insanity and loneliness. And even though it really shouldn't have overruled everything else. In some ways it did. And the fact that he had felt this terrible when he had learned the truth, and still did fear himself for her own safety, showed her that all they needed was time.

And judging from how mentally strained he was, maybe a little bit more therapy sessions would help.

Looking down at her once more, Inuyasha forced himself not to gag on the scent of her dried blood. The coppery taste of it he'd only recently remembered suck to his taste buds as if the flavor had never once left. And he wanted to throw himself off a cliff as he remembered biting down into her flesh and hearing her scream.

"We have to get you cleaned up," he said quietly removing himself from her gently. "The smell is starting to make me sick and crazy. And I really need to be alone for a few minutes. I need to clear my head."

Kagome sighed, knowing full well he was right. Even she knew her covered in blood was the last thing he wanted to see. So, pulling herself up, she walked into his bathroom, turned the water on, and shut the door behind her. But before it was closed, she said one thing to him that made him want t cry, and gave him a headache as well.

"I love you. And if it kills me, I'm going to save you. Because your not alone in this situation. And you'll never be alone again as long as I live. Just, remember that."

Inuyasha rubbed his temples, hoping at least some of the pressure would cease.

Unfortunately, he wasn't doing a great job.

As he tried collecting himself, his cell phone started blaring it's ring tone. As 'The Last Night' by Skillet played, he listened to the lyrics for a moment before pulling it out of his pocket:

This is the last night you'll spend alone
Look me in the eyes so I know you know
I'm everywhere you want me to be
The last night you'll spend alone I'll wrap you in my arms and I won't let go
I'm everything You need me to be

Even though it was his basic ring tone. He had a funny feeling he would most likely switch it to Kagome's personal ring tone sometime soon. For some odd reason, he'd always loved this song. And Christian Rock was definitely not one of his favorites, but this band had managed to pull him in and keep it together for a while. And now he had a feeling she would be doing the same for him too.

Looking at the caller I.D. he sighed in relief. It was Mrs. Kasshoku. And judging from the fact she had his record anytime he left the school, he'd had a funny feeling she would be calling him sooner or later today about why he had signed out.

"Hi Helen," he said in a bored voice.

The momentary silence on the other end of the phone had him smacking his head. Now he'd really set himself up.

"Okay, what's wrong," she asked in her direct, authorative voice he sometimes hated. "The last time you called me by my first name was when your father died. Spill."

He had to admit, sometimes he wondered why he paid her so much. He could have easily been talking to his mother for the past four years and saved himself a lot of stress and money. Then again, if his mother knew anything that had happened, she might just kill him.

And that would be before she learned she was a grandmother.

"I need to talk about this one in person," he sighed. "I found out what Kagome was hiding from me. And I think I'm going to up my appointments to four times a week now."

"Four times a week?! Inuyasha, I love you like a son most days, but there's only so many migraines I can take."

Propping his chin in his hand, he eyed the bathroom door momentarily. Kagome could probably go with him if he asked her, yet she seemed to be in much better shape than he was at the present. So, he'd ask her sometime later in the week if necessary.

"Helen, I really need to go as much as possible. It's really bad what she was hiding from me and I seriously am about to lose it. You have no idea how bad the past 48 hours have been for me."

"First of all. Where are you? The school called me and told me your demonic nature nearly came out for a field trip. What exactly happened?"

Geez, could he ever get a break?

"Do you remember that girl Kikyo I told you about last year? You know, the one that seriously wouldn't leave me alone?"

"Yes, so?"

"She and a bunch of her friends attacked Kagome right before math class started. And after smelling her blood hit the tile, I freaked out. End of story. Now, can I please tell you why I need to make so many god damn appointments!? This is seriously not a joke."

He could hear the sigh on the other end of the phone, but just to be safe before she said anything, he pulled the phone about a foot away from his ear.

"Well? I'm waiting."

"…"

"Inuyasha-"

"I'm the father of twin four year old girls. And no, I didn't remember losing my virginity. At all. Literally. Now I do and I'm scared shitless."

Within the momentary silence, Inuyasha was shocked to hear a crashing sound on the other end of the phone. As the line buzzed and finally went dead, he sighed once more. Knowing full well once his therapist came to, she'd want an explanation.

And he had no way of getting out of this one.

Looking at the clock, he growled. It was only two o'clock. Miroku and Sango would still be in school for one more hour and forty-five minutes.

He just wondered what he and Kagome were going to be doing in the meantime.

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Still in a daze from everything that had only happened a few hours ago, Sango stared down at her feet as they pounded on the treadmill, hoping secretly that everything running through her head was all a lie.

Inuyasha had raped Kagome, gotten her pregnant, and had never known about it until last night.

Miroku was sitting next to her, slightly on his guard just in case she freaked out on him once more. But she knew he was just trying to comfort her as best as he could. Since the whole ordeal this morning, she had been a lose cannon. And with what Kikyo had done to Kagome had reached her ears, she'd asked for permission to say in the gym's workout room for the rest of the day.

And since most of the teachers were terrified of Sango's temper, she'd won.

Miroku knew how hard this was for her, and he really wished she would stop killing herself over this. True, four years ago she had always tried to protect Kagome from a lot. But this was something no one had ever expected to happen.

"Sango, please," he sighed. "I'm not taking you to the infirmary if you pass out."

"Good, I don't deserve it."

"Sango-"

"Don't you get it Miroku! I'm upset!" she shouted in his face, making him shrink back in fear. "One of my best friends was brutalized and I never knew about it! How would you feel just learning that?!"

"To be honest, I felt like shit. And I did know about this before you did. Try about a month before you did! Kagome told me before she even told Inuyasha because of my curse, so think about how I felt for a second before you start screaming at me," he said low in his voice to her, sending out the message clear as day that he did not want to fight.

Sango's tears streamed down her face in a rush. She hated Inuyasha for what he had done, but she really couldn't fully blame him in a sense. She'd seen him over the past four years suffering with his maturing demonic nature and how much medication it had finally taken just to get it to sleep. He had been going to a therapist for four years now too, and it was not only for his meds. It was for his mental instability.

As the time past by slowly, Sango found herself staring at the clock now more than running. 30 minutes left.

As the large metal doors opened for the last P.E. class of the day, Sango's gaze tracked a very certain person with venom in her gaze.

Kikyo, and all the girls who had beaten Kagome this afternoon waltz in at the perfect time.

"So that girl really is a slut," one of the girls snorted. "I can't believe he'd stay with someone like that."

"Well, Inuyasha seems to just be living in a fantasy right now. Soon he'll come around and realize I'm the right woman for him. At least I didn't get knocked up like she did," Kikyo giggled.

Sango made a fist as she watched the dead eyed girl laughing with her friends. And finally felt her hatred reach it's peak. Miroku was glaring just as she was at the five girls on the other side of the room, and for Miroku, losing his temper too a lot.

And he was losing it.

"Well, at least you know your body is in much better shape than hers now. I mean come on, it looked like as if she'd been mauled by a wild animal. Did you see those disgusting scars all over her neck?" another girl said.

Sango's knuckles cracked.

"Yeah, talk about gross. And I bet you anything she's as lose as they come now after having a baby. And I bet you anything, if the kid looks anything like her, it's as ugly as shit in comparison."

As all of the girls laughed at Kikyo's last comment, Sango felt something snap in her brain. As she ran at the leader of the pack of losers, she swung her fist as hard and fast as she could at the perfect cheekbone of Kikyo's face, sending her to the ground in two seconds flat.

The four other girls screamed and tried to run out the door, but were stopped by Miroku standing in their way. With his arms crossed showing off his own set of muscles, he glared at all of them with a horrifying grin on his face.

Kikyo looked up as she touched the side of her face gently. As she looked at her fingertips, which were covered in blood, she glared up at Sango's form.

"How dare you," she hissed.

Bending down, Sango grabbed her by her hair and glared a hole into her face. When she whined and tried to claw at her hand, she squeezed the cluster of hair even tighter, causing tears to strain from Kikyo's eyes in a rush.

"Listen, Bitch. If I hear you say one more thing about either of my friends, I'll kill you," she whispered turning her head to all the others. "And the same goes for all of you. And my boyfriend is just as strong and upset as I am with all the trash talk. So don't think he's going to show you any mercy either."

Kikyo laughed looking at Miroku. She knew his history for being a pervert, and how he could never resist any woman. All she had to do was get one of her friends to flash him or something. Then, when he went for the bait, they could escape and find their teacher.

"Girls, you know what to do," she cackled. "It's Miroku the pervert."

All the girls smiled as they lifted their shirts, exposing skin even Sango was fearing he would give in to. Then, he did something that shocked everyone.

He yawned.

"Sorry ladies, but I prefer all natural. And since none of you are, your shit out of luck," he said in a bored tone locking the door in place.

As they all backed away from him, Kikyo screamed in frustration. Sango tightened her grip on the girl's hair even more, feeling it rip in her hands as she screamed.

"That little slut took him away from me! He was mine! She has no right to be with him and you know it!" she shouted in Sango's face defiantly.

As she gathered a few more strands quickly and yanked hard, Sango smiled at the pain she was causing this girl. She really had no idea who she was messing with. Not only was Sango trained in street fighting, but she was also a black belt and her father had been an assassin for the government many years ago. So she was highly trained in everything you could imagine.

"Call Kagome a slut one more time, I dare you," she whispered in her ear softly. "You'll never forget what I'm going to do to you if you say one more thing ever again about her. I guarantee it, Kikyo."

Unfortunately, the bitch really was that stupid.

"Kagome Higurashi is a slut. And I bet you anything her kid is just as useless as she is. And there's nothing you can do about my opinion of the ugly bitch."

"Wrong."

Without any warning, Sango pulled out a small Swiss Army knife from her pocket and opened it to the blade. As Kikyo's face paled, Miroku even looked at her in fear, yet when he saw what she was aiming to take off of the girl, he only smiled and laughed.

Pulling at the long dark hair tightly, she sliced the chunk in her hand away from the rest of her scalp in one swipe. Kikyo's eyes widened as Sango held the long remains of her hair in front of her face. The four other girls gasped in horror and pulled their own hair back, away from Sango's sight as best as they could. Miroku merely smiled, seeing that finally they were all listening. Since Kikyo was the leader, these girls knew that whatever she said now would stick. And if she did say anything more about Kagome, it would get much worse than just her hair being destroyed.

"No…"

"Next time, it will be something that doesn't grow back. Do I make myself clear Bitch?" she hissed.

As fresh tears poured from her eyes, Kikyo nodded in surrender. Feeling the side of her head and screaming as her fingertips brushed the three inch long choppy remains, she balled herself up on the blue mats and cried.

As the final bell ran out for the class, Sango stuffed the long chunk of hair in her jeans as she tied it off at the very top where she had severed it. Miroku smiled as she walked into his arms and pushed open the double doors so they could head out to the parking lot. As they walked, Sango had a sneaking suspicion that this wasn't over yet. Even Miroku seemed to have the same idea in his mind.

"I feel a little better now since I beat the shit out of her a little," Sango said in a sheepish tone smiling up at her boyfriend. "I just wish Kagome had told me. I would have taken her in and cared for her."

"I know, so would I. I know how you're feeling darling Sango. Because I feel the exact same way," Miroku said sighing.

As he started the engine, and put the car in drive, Miroku took out his cell phone and sent Inuyasha a quick message.

We're out and heading over, are you still at home with Kagome?

Yup. But we're heading to her house ,so head over a little later. I want to see the girls and I have to have my jeep towed.

Why?

I pissed off Naraku last night. So he slashed my tires with his claws.

Oh boy.

By his laughter, Sango could tell that whatever Inuyasha had said to him it seemed to be funny. So, at least he hadn't lost his sense of humor.

"What did he do now?" she asked smiling, trying to forget how angry she was at him.

"Got his tires slashed by a crazy gay half demon," he said still slightly laughing. "Wow, this is going to be an interesting night."

Even though she still felt like a ticking time bomb, she couldn't help but laugh. Sango had a funny feeling she would be meeting the girls tonight, so, asking Miroku if he could stop at her house, she ran inside, showered, changed, and grabbed something she knew everyone would get a kick out of.

Looking in the mirror before heading out, she took a deep breath.

Even though she was angry, she figured she might as well not ruin the evening for everyone.

All she needed to do was breathe, and soon, everything would be alright.

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Well, there's Chapter 11 ppl.

I'm really sorry it took so long to put up. But I've basically been going through the WORST few weeks of my life. And just because I can't keep a secret if my life depended on it, I'll just break it down and tell you in a very short sentence as to what happened to me.

I got stabbed in my right leg last month at a party, at a friends house, by a crazy girl. But I'm okay, I'm alive, and I'm still healing. BUT I'M DOING FINE!!! So no worries.

I'll try and have the next Chappy up ASAP. I know I've kept everyone waiting for quite a while and I'm really sorry about it. I'm also going to try and update my other stories and hopefully everyone will enjoy the twists I have coming up.

Well, till next time everyone!

Toodles,

Me

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