A/N: Wow! Thanks so much for all of the reviews! :D I didn't expect that this idea would go so well with you peoples! YAY. I hope you enjoy this chapter and please keep the REVIEWS coming!

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Don't Say A word

Chapter 2: A Cry Far From Help

Dinner was quiet, and uncomfortable for the Higurashi's this dusky night. Kagome and Mama refused to make contact anytime during the meal, and Souta was rambling on incessantly about how his teacher forgot to give them the spelling test that afternoon. The whereabouts of Jii-chan at the moment, were unsure, but most likely he was again at the hospital visiting Mr. Ichigawa.

"Mama! Can I be excused now? My favorite TV show is on and it's the brand new episode!" Souta whined, oblivious to the actions that had proceeded earlier.

"Yes Souta…. Please rinse of your dish though." Mama replied quietly, folding her napkin and setting it on top of her untouched plate.

*RING RING*

"Souta please answer the phone." Mama asked, standing up to clear the dishes off the table.

Kagome too stood, without a word, and left the room just in time to get a hint of who was on the other line.

"Kagewa-san!" Souta exclaimed, moving away from his mother who tried to remove the phone from his grasp.

"Yeah, She's right here! Hold on…" Souta handed mama the phone and ran out of the kitchen to catch his TV show.

Kagome, hearing who it was stopped after she closed the shoji to listen in on the conversation.

"No…no…It was entirely my fault." She heard her mother say quietly, obviously trying to keep her voice down from prying ears.

"Tomorrow? All right…. no. No…no need to apologize." She assured him, running her hands nervously through her hair.

"Kagome is fine…. she understands. All right then, Ill see you tomorrow. Good bye."

Her mother clicked the phone off, and sat down at the low table massaging her temples.

Kagome, hearing and seeing everything suddenly had the urge to go in, but something was holding her back. Kagome sighed slowly, and proceeded to go upstairs, leaving her mother to her own thoughts.

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"Souta don't forget your lunch again!" Kagome yelled, sticking her hand out the door and waving his lunch box around.

"Ah! Thanks sis! See ya later!" he replied, jogging over to retrieve his lunch.

As Kagome closed the door, she heard Jii-chan entering the kitchen making the most terrible noise from his throat imaginable.

"Jii-chan! You should be in bed with a cough like that. See what happens when you visit Mr. Ichigawa? You weren't wearing your mask were you?" Kagome asked, her tone worried as she poured him a mug of tea.

"I'm fine Kagome! Don't worry about me and just focus on your school work!" He croaked back, putting more enthusiasm into his words than his face showed.

"Jii-chan….." Kagome sighed, laying a hand on his forehead. "No more visiting for you."

"Kagome go to school, or else you will be late again." Her grandfather replied, weaving around the subject.

"I'm leaving, I'm leaving!" Kagome said quickly as she gathered her schoolbooks into her bag, too preoccupied with other things to realize how ill her grandfather actually was.

"Bye!" She called as she scooted out the front door, closing it firmly behind her.

"Ahhh!" Kagome exclaimed, taking a deep breath of air.

'New day…..' she thought mildly, much more relaxed at the fact that she hadn't seen Mr. Toda around since yesterday.

'I know mama is a strong woman…she won't let him back in this house again after what happened!' she thought to her self, getting her hopes up higher than was realistic.

It angered and saddened her to think how much woman in today's society, especially in Japan were degraded and pushed around by men.

'Why do things have to be the way they are?' she wondered, as she made her way slowly to school.

'When will things be different?'

'When?'

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"I'm home!" Kagome called out as she stepped through the door. School had gone relatively normal, as normal as it could have gone for Kagome besides the fact that she had been thinking about her mother.

Seeing that everything was normal, she sighed and dropped her book bag right on the floor in front of the door.

"Hello??? Is anybody home?" Kagome called out once more, hearing no reply from the relatively empty house.

"Guess not…" Kagome concluded, skipping into the kitchen for a snack.

But she was rudely mistaken. As she opened the shoji, low and behold Mr. Toda was rummaging through her fridge, as if it was his own.

Kagome stood still, aghast at the fact that he even had the nerve to enter her house. Yet somehow, Kagome found her voice and spoke.

"What are you doing?" She asked stiffly, almost cautiously as if not to anger him.

"Huh? Oh you…. What does it look like I'm doing?" He replied raunchily, humored by the fact that she actually had the nerve.

Kagome felt the anger rising up quicker than she though possible. At this very moment, she wanted to kill this man. This man who thinks he can waltz into her house and go through her refrigerator. At this very moment, she hated this man with all her living being.

"Y-…you can't do that." Kagome said articulately, her teeth clenched, and her fists balled.

"Do what?" The man asked, oblivious to the deep hatred that ran through the girl's blood in front of him.

"You can't just…. walk in here." Kagome seethed at him, her jaw beginning to ache due to the pressure she was putting on it to keep from spewing what she really thought about him to his face.

To make matters worse, he leaned his head back…and laughed. A humiliating, booming laugh, that caused the fear that had been lodged away for this man to emerge slightly. But Kagome wasn't finished just yet.

"My mother might allow you to push her around…but I won't." Kagome's voice rose a little, unveiling the fear that she had been hiding.

"Then you will be pleased to know that your mother is not here, and that you will regret that trash you just spewed out from your face." The man sputtered, appalled that he was being talked back to by a girl.

Kagome seeing him lunge at her, quickly turned and scampered down the hall closing the shoji forcefully behind her with a slam.

As she lunged for the telephone, she felt a hand grab the back of her hair and haul her backwards. Kagome screamed in pain as the man savagely yanked at her hair, trying to get her away from the phone.

"Nice try little girl…" Mr. Toda laughed as he grabbed the phone away from her and held it high above his head.

"You might want to try and be a little nicer to me unless you want a beating girl." He warned, holding his large fist inches away from her face.

Like a tank run out of gas, Kagome's courage ran thin. She had no more to say, and did not want to risk being thrown against the wall for continuing.

The man let go of her gruffly, and Kagome sidled away keeping close to the wall before she bolted up the stairs.

'No more…No way in hell will I ignore this.' She thought angrily, massaging her throbbing head as she went up the stairs two by two.

As soon as she got into her room, she locked the door and checked her head in the mirror. The bottom of her scalp, along her neck was already bruising and for that single thing Kagome was glad. She had proof.

Kagome quickly picked up her portable receiver and dialed the information number.

"What listing please?"

"Tokyo police station." Kagome choked out, letting the fear in her voice show through.

"Is something the matter miss?" The woman asked, sensing the urgency in her voice.

"No..No. Everything is fine, I need the number though." Kagome replied, trying to sound as normal as possible.

Kagome wrote down the numbers with a trembling hand as the woman named them off.

 Kagome's head was starting to throb and she felt very lightheaded, a sure sign that more had been damaged than hair. She felt a small trickle of blood land on her hand as she bent over the telephone.

"Hello? This is the Higurashi residence…. please send someone over…. immediately…" Kagome suddenly felt her self slide of the edge of the bed, and hit the floor with a soft thud.

 The last thing she heard was the sound of phone, hung up on the other line, giving off a deadening cry.

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Kagome's eyes blinked open as she felt the pillow under her head being adjusted. Her mother was standing over her, putting something cold underneath her head.

"Mama?" Kagome questioned, her mind feeling fuzzy and far away.

"Kagome…." Her mother sighed softly, sitting back down on the chair next to her bed.

"Kagome how could you? How could you…." Her mother questioned, wringing her hands in her lap.

"I told you not to tell anyone…. you called the police…" Her mother raised her voice slightly, high and unnatural. Kagome could only stare at her mother's nervous features, trying to sort out what had happened earlier.

"Kagome….do you realize how that looked?!" Her mother expostulated, standing up to turn her emotional face away from her daughter.

"Police cars showing up in front of the street…and Mr. Toda! How could you lie about something like that? Just because you dislike him!"

Kagome started, too afraid to believe what her mother had just said.

"You think…I lied?" Kagome asked incredulously, trying to get up from her bed.

Her mother did not answer, but only stared out the window silently.

"W-where do you think I got this?!" Kagome yelled, thrusting the ice pack on the floor at her mother's feet.

"You fell." Her mother replied quickly, dismissing the fact that she herself knew that Kagome was not lying, but to in denial to believe it.

"I can't believe this….I can't believe this!!" Kagome was screaming now, letting all of the feelings rush out of her in one big ugly heap. Her own mother…..how could Kagome lie about something like this?!

"GET OUT!" Kagome screamed, making desperate motions for the door.

"Just get out of my room and don't ever come in here again. She finished, lowering her voice to a quiet growl.

Her mother too ashamed to even protest, left the room without a word, glad to get away from the guilt that was terrorizing her.

Kagome yelled, banging her fist on the wall with such force that it nearly brought tears from her eyes. But Kagome did not cry.

'I hope your happy…I hope this is exactly how you wished it would be Mama!!'

Kagome closed her eyes tight, and refused to think any more thoughts, falling into a troubled sleep.

The last thought that crossed her mind was of a hanyou that seemed so far away right now; so oblivious to what was happening.

"I wish Inuyasha was here…"

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Sorry this chapter is so short! I promise the next one will be nice and long with LOTS of excitement and drama! W00T! Gotta love the drama. Yeah well anyway at least pretend you liked it and R/R!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ;D

P.S.  The future of this story is quiet flexible right now so if you post your idea's I might take some into consideration!