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Okay… so… I finished Kagome's Death! Ch. 7 is the LONGEST one! Dude, who didn't see that coming? At the bottom of Ch. 7 of Kagome's Death, I've got a preview for my next story! I hope you check it out! Anywayz that's all the news I got for that…

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After lunch, so many questions were raised:

What did Kikiyou say to Kagome?

Why did Kagome take it so personally?

If so, why was she quiet the rest of the day?

The only way to answer these questions was to ask either Kagome or Kikiyou. And sense NONE of them would be caught DEAD talking to Kikiyou… Kagome was the only person to ask.

Miroku and Inuyasha were sitting in one of the water deprived trees of the schoolyard, talking about everything and nothing. Mostly everything… First, Kikiyou mistakes Kagome for Inuyasha's girl. Then, she whispers something that causes her to silence. In the words of Inuyasha:

"What the HELL is going on!"

"Quiet down, Inuyasha. We don't want to draw too much attention to ourselves." Miroku scolded him from within the tree's branches. They were both sitting on the lower, sturdier branches of the tree.

"Well then, Smart One… What the hell's going on?"

"I'm not entirely sure… What do you think Kikiyou said to her?"

"Hell if I know." He shrugged and leaned back onto the tree's thick trunk. "Maybe it had something to do with them looking… similar." He thought a moment before finding a suitable word.

"Perhaps, but on another note…" Miroku's mischievous indigo gaze fell upon Inuyasha. He looked suspiciously at the bay beside him.

"What are you thinking about, Miroku?" He spoke intimidating him and leaning slightly forward.

"Oh, nothing!" He threw up his hands in a calming gesture, with a look of pure innocence. "Just…" His eyes drifted off.

"Just what?" He sounded like he was defending himself from an accusation already.

"Well… do you possibly… havefeelingsforkagome?"

"What was that? I didn't catch you." Sarcastically speaking, he cupped a hand behind his ear to prove his obviously fake point.

Miroku sighed. "Do you…"

Inuyasha nodded.

"Have?"

Nod.

He sighed again. Knowing that after this, he'd probably find the ground involuntarily interesting. "…Feelings for Kagome?"

His face flushed, save for the crimson on his cheeks, and he was about to push Miroku out of the tree when he threw up his hands again.

"Hear me out! You've known her for three days. I'm not suggesting that you LOVE her, but do you LIKE her. As a friend?"

"Uh… I guess so…"

"That's all I wanted to know!" He smiled brightly and took a deep breath from preventing a shortening of his life span.

He'll like her in time… I just now it. Kagome is a lovely girl and really needs someone like Inuyasha to keep her safe from danger. She'll appreciate this, Inuyasha too.

A perverted smirk spread across Miroku's face and he leaped from the tree and ran to the girls' dorm. Inuyasha gave the retreating boy a worried look but shrugged it off.

Miroku's such an idiot. Why would I have feelings for HER? Well… she is nice and all but… NO! I won't think like that!

He shook his head violently to rid him mind of those thoughts, before following Miroku to the dorm.

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By the time he got there, Sango and Miroku had Kagome trapped in a corner, trying their best to get her to talk.

"Common! Tell us!"

"Uh… uh…"

"We're not going to stop until you tell us."

"Miroku! Make her stop!"

"Sorry, Kagome. But I'm with Sango on this."

"Just because you like her!"

The two teens blushed; a mischievous smirk came across Kagome's face.

"Ah-ha!" She screamed triumphantly, and jumped up in victory. "You DO like Miroku Sango!"

Her blush grew deeper, "Uh- I-I do not!"

"Then why are you blushing?"

"Um… um…"

Miroku wrapped an arm around her shoulders before she had a chance to deny it. "Why, Sango… I had no idea you felt this strongly about me."

"Because I don't." She grunted flatly, and shoved him off. "Now, Kagome…"

She gulped hard, and a worried look was plastered on her features.

"Tell us what Kikiyou said to you."

"She didn't say anything to me! Well she did, but nothing important!"

Now Inuyasha decided to join the interrogation. "Then why have you been acting weird all day?"

"Uh… No reason… Just… been thinking is all."

Sango leaned up in anticipation; she was cracking! "About…?"

"About… things… and Souta…" She rambled on and on.

"That can't be it. You've been acting like this sense Kikiyou said something, so tell us so we can beat her up!"

"She didn't say she was going to hurt Souta did she?"

"No…"

"Then what's going on?"

"Um… she said if… she ever caught me… with you guys again… it wasn't going to be pretty."

The entire group flushed, amazed that Kikiyou had sunken so low to get Inuyasha? Or Miroku? Who knows?

Sango's face grew slightly redder, and her knuckles grew white under the pressure of her fists. "She. Did. WHAT!"

Miroku shook his head and put a hand on Kagome's shoulder. "Kikiyou's an evil one, that's for sure..."

Kagome flinched slightly at Miroku touching her shoulder, a scene in her past started to flash right before her eyes as she stare incoherently at his hand.

Flashback

A 12 year old Kagome slowly crept up the stairs to her house. She had been late that day because her friends wanted her to stay for the basketball game. Even though she knew her father would be angry over it, she decided to go anyways because she didn't want her friends to think of her as 'Uncool'.

She slowly approached the large shrine, the dark blue roof looking especially dark that evening. The sun's forever dimming rays lapped up against the white walls, shinning a magnificent orange.

The large mahogany door grew larger with every step, her heart beating faster with her footfall, her breathing ragged from the fear of her fate. She barely even registered the door swinging open and pulling her inside, the next thing she knew she was in the den, being thrown onto the floor. Her already bruised face collided with the hardwood, and she inhaled roughly through her teeth in effort to make the unbearable pain cease.

She flopped onto her back and gazed up at her father, who was giving her death-glares and his hands gathered into fists, and smiled weakly. He spoke coldly through his gritting teeth,

"Where have you been?"

Her eyes widened at the seriousness of his voice and backed away on her hands while answering,

"Uh, I was at th-the… basketball game…"

"Why didn't you come home?"

"Cause my friends asked me t-to come w-with them."

"Do you KNOW how scared your mother was?"

"Uh, no… I'm s-sorry…?"

"Sorry isn't good enough." He stated bluntly, and grabbed her up by the hands and lifted her off the ground, so she was eye level with him. "Don't you EVER do that again. Understand?" She nodded hesitantly,

"I understand,"

"Good," He smiled wickedly and pulled a knife out of his pocket. She stared at the blade that flipped out of the black casing and turned a pasty white. He threw her on the ground again and held her down with her hands ant her sides and his knee on her abdomen. Her body jolted and squirmed trying to get away but she had no avail. He brought the shimmering metal blade to her shoulder and punctured her delicate skin. She shrieked in pain, the undeniable sting that sends numbing flashes through your body, trying to filter out the pain in her shoulder from the pain in her heart.

She could feel the dark crimson fluid draining down her shoulder blade, the sticky substance staining her clothes and killing her soul. She screamed until she lost her voice. Then she just held her mouth open but with nothing coming out, a ball of air lodged in her throat, and her face turned blue from the lack of air. Nothing but an eerie silence escaped her lips, as her soul left her behind.

End Flashback

Inuyasha started to shake her fiercely, "Kagome? Snap out of it, Kagome!" She whipped her head around, and her eyes unglazed.

"Huh, wha? What happened?"

Miroku looked at her with a thorough concerned gaze, "I put a hand on your shoulder and you spaced out. Are you okay?"

"Oh, yeah! Just… thinking…. I'm okay, really."

Of course no one believed her, but she gave them an assuring smile and Inuyasha let his arms fall from her arms. He left one wrapped around her shoulders, just in case. "Are you sure?"

She nodded again, "I'm fine," then she smiled, "Really," then she leaned into Inuyasha's side and closed her eyes tight from the fright of the memory. He tightened his grip on her when he noticed this, and whispered in her ear:

"I won't let anything happen to you,"

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Whoa… writing angst is fun! Haha, that was more angsty than I though it was gonna be but what the hay! Anywayz, I thought this was a very good, drama/fluff/informative chapter, and I hope you enjoyed it!

-Yura