Disclaimer- I don't own Inuyasha or any of its characters.
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Speak by Night Beauty
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I gaze at the tall boy.
I determine he can't be shorter than five feet, six inches. His face is pale, and the fact he has colorless hair makes me shudder. He glances at me as I bite my nails, but moves away and sits beneath a tree.
His indigo uniform fits nicely on him. His jacket is buttoned perfectly to the neck, and his pants are neatly pressed. One shoulder hangs his auburn backpack.
My nail is down to the point where it could bleed at any moment. I stare at the ground, wondering if he is a youkai. It's hard to tell the ones who seem to look human.
"Hey there, mind if we join you?"
I look up and see a girl with a boy's arm around her waist.
Not just a regular boy, either.
He has dog-ears. . .
"She's obviously a fish," the boy snorts.
"Inuyasha, that's not nice!" she nudged him in the stomach. "I'm Higurashi Kagome, and this is Inuyasha. Welcome to Tama High School."
I tilt my head but never open my mouth to say my name. They sit in front of me and tell me they are sophomores at the school.
"You're. . ."
I make no motion to tell her my name.
"Rin?" She glances at my notebook.
"Why are you sitting here alone? Sesshoumaru's here, too," Inuyasha side glances at the boy.
"He's his older brother. A junior, and unlike him, he's a full-fledged youkai," Kagome informs me.
His dog-ears twitch, "She didn't need to know that."
A group of kids pass by, whispering something about the human and the hanyou together.
His ears twitch again, "What's wrong about being with a hanyou. . .?" He growls at the kids and unleashes his sharp claws.
"Inuyasha," Kagome whispers harshly, and manages to calm him down.
I get up and leave when the bell rings.
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The orchestra room is cold; it forms tiny bumps on my arm. There are about ten violinists, three cellos, and other instruments on the other side. I sit in the aisle with my violin on my lap. The teacher makes us do warm-ups for fifteen minutes, and then takes forever to tune us all from the fact we haven't practiced in the summer.
Maybe I should quit.
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The class's drag and school finally ends.
Thank the lord.
I reach my locker and turn its combination. I gather my Algebra II and History book, but I hear whispers close behind me.
"She doesn't talk, does she?"
"She doesn't even smile! She's so weird."
"I bet she thinks she's all that, doesn't have to say a word or anything."
"Let's she if she talks after we do this!"
When I turn around, I see four girls staring at me with mischievous grins. I try to go around them, but they won't let me.
"Scream for help, will you?" a girl with vivid crimson eyes says. She shoves me into my locker and shuts the door, turning the combination.
Through the slits I see her and the other three girls laughing.
"Call for help, c'mon!"
I say nothing, pressing my palms against the door.
"Kagura, don't you think we should let her out?"
I don't hear a reply, but I see her shaking her head.
Ten minutes later, I hear them shuffling and footsteps fade away.
I bang against the locker, yet I have a feeling no one will come for me.
It's uncomfortable; I'm barely skinny enough to fit the width, and the fear of small spaces is closing in on me. It's sad to be claustrophobic.
"Hold still."
I close my eyes and feel a new air rush past me. My locker door had been sliced to pieces, and one by one they fall to the ground. When I open them, I see the same boy from earlier. What was his name?
"Why didn't you scream?" he says calmly, but seems not to care I was trapped and possibly suffocating.
I bow to thank him. A thought pops into my mind.
How did he know I was there?
He seems to have read my expression.
"I sniffed a scent in a locker," he replies. "Human."
His amber eyes looks down at me. He is obviously taller than me, but I don't feel short.
"You sat in the courtyard even though I was the only one there," he says, looking away, "Why?"
I shrug.
"You're not scared of a youkai?" he asks with vague emotion in his tone.
I place the messenger bag over my shoulder and look at him, shaking my head.
"Hm," He glances at me one more time, and leaves me in the hallway alone.
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When I get home, my step-aunt is staring at me fiercely.
"You're late," she sneers.
I swallow hard and bow in apology.
"Say 'sorry'!" she commands, getting up and walking towards me. Her hand collides with my cheekbone with such a force it pounds me into a wall.
The side of my lips trembles, and I let out a small scream.
She knows I won't talk.
My step-aunt kicks me in the stomach before she goes off to sleep.
That night I am left with no dinner.
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Icecream0626- Thanks! I'm glad you liked it. ^^;;
Marnika- Of course I'll explain why she's mute. . .later. :x lol. Well, I hope I keep Sesshy IC. . .
RavenShadow- Interesting, you think so?
StoryWeaver1- Not that much fluff. . .yet.
Lonely Soul- Yeah! They are a cute couple, if Rin weren't so young in the series!
Anime DUST- Actually, I got the fic idea from the book called "Speak"! But uh. . .mine's a more screwed up version. LoL.
Angel64- Hahaha, I'm describing the life when I was a freshman! ^.~ Yes, you may brag because you are a senior. Only two more years for me!
Reine Keri- Yes, sympathy for Rin is what I'm reaching for. . .
Schizophrenic Pyromaniac- Oh course I have to reply. . .no matter how difficult to type! Hehe.
New Fan- I agree, so many young people face that kind of. . .depression. I had to make Sesshy a junior. . .just because. . .oO;; I don't want the age difference too different. Plus, it'd cause conflict if he went off to college.
Lunatic Pandora1- I could be. . .it is!
SessRin2003- Hehe, I love keeping readers on their feet. . .