Chapter 2
This chapter is going to be longer then the first, enjoy. Please, read and review
^ Kagome ^ Trying to hold myself as tight as I can, to ward off vicious taught that this stranger may have in mind for me. Wanting to tell the stranger to go away, so I slowly lifted up my head. First thing I saw was the boy starring at me with golden eyes hidden under long wispy bangs. Tears still running down my face, like a miniature waterfall. Blurring my vision, to the point of distortion. The stranger's eyes were the only thing that stood out, from all the confusing whirls of colors, the unavoidable color of molten good of his eyes draw to my senses. For some reason or another, I feel as if I've seen him before in a far away past, the absurdity of it almost made me want to laugh. I heard him say, "why are you crying bitch?". The word "bitch" offended me, so I yelled at him for calling me that, even though my reply sounded broken. I asked myself, "Why should I be offended, by what some stranger said". After all in Sakura Middle school, most kids say awful things to me every day. Mainly about them having parents, and I don't. That made my guilty mind more and more full of loathe for myself, by I don't see why they have to do this to me. I've tortured myself enough as it is, maybe they gain a sense of victory seeing me suffer like this. In Sakura Middle school, I've made no friends because I know they'll leave and become one of my enemy one day, that is what I work hard to block out since my parents tragic death..caused.by me. The stranger said he was going to leave, but in a way I sort of want him to stay with me. I'd say It's just plain weird, never wanted to get close to anyone before now. "No don't leave", I heard myself say. Out of curiosity I said him for his name, so then he said "Inuyasha Hiyabi". I can still fell tears running down my face. No, I can't trust anyone.not even him. I'll have to rely on myself, and be strong while I'm at it. Sure I don't have to go and start working for money, but living with my aunt shouldn't be that bad. Aunt Keade is alright, I guess.
^Inuyasha^ Tilting my head to the side, I looked curiously at her from under my long silver bangs. She asked me for my name, so I answered her. "Inuyasha Hiyabi", since she didn't seemed to have heard me, so I restated my question, "Why are you crying bitch?", silence. She remained silent, but she glared at me with tears in her eyes. I detect visible distrust and confusion in her eyes. When my mommy was still alive, she use to tell me to distrust strangers no matter the age, but I don't see any danger in talking to a weakling like her. Naturally she would distrust me, after all we hardly know each other at all. Since my legs are getting tired, I took a seat beside the distressed girl, I've never liked it why anybody cries. -Flash back - --------- I remember when my mom use to cried when dad got shot in the heart and died during a police mission one cold December night at 3 am, We got a call saying that dad's in the hospital. Never though that would happen to me, but it did. Then after three month, my mom jumped off a tall building and died on the spot. Now it's only me and my older Seshoumaru, we never gotten along. He's a self conceded jerk of an older brother, when ever he had the chance he would say what a useless crap I am. Being a Hanyo isn't that bad . I guess, minus the horrible names people call me. ------ End Flashback
Shaking the sticky web of memories away, I glanced sideways to the still crying girl. "Gee, Don't you ever stop", "Why... should I. you jerk". " What's your problem", "I'm trying to comfort you and what do you do?!", "Yell at me, feh".
All I can think of now, please tell me what you all thing of this story so far. There's more to come, Pleas please review.
This chapter is going to be longer then the first, enjoy. Please, read and review
^ Kagome ^ Trying to hold myself as tight as I can, to ward off vicious taught that this stranger may have in mind for me. Wanting to tell the stranger to go away, so I slowly lifted up my head. First thing I saw was the boy starring at me with golden eyes hidden under long wispy bangs. Tears still running down my face, like a miniature waterfall. Blurring my vision, to the point of distortion. The stranger's eyes were the only thing that stood out, from all the confusing whirls of colors, the unavoidable color of molten good of his eyes draw to my senses. For some reason or another, I feel as if I've seen him before in a far away past, the absurdity of it almost made me want to laugh. I heard him say, "why are you crying bitch?". The word "bitch" offended me, so I yelled at him for calling me that, even though my reply sounded broken. I asked myself, "Why should I be offended, by what some stranger said". After all in Sakura Middle school, most kids say awful things to me every day. Mainly about them having parents, and I don't. That made my guilty mind more and more full of loathe for myself, by I don't see why they have to do this to me. I've tortured myself enough as it is, maybe they gain a sense of victory seeing me suffer like this. In Sakura Middle school, I've made no friends because I know they'll leave and become one of my enemy one day, that is what I work hard to block out since my parents tragic death..caused.by me. The stranger said he was going to leave, but in a way I sort of want him to stay with me. I'd say It's just plain weird, never wanted to get close to anyone before now. "No don't leave", I heard myself say. Out of curiosity I said him for his name, so then he said "Inuyasha Hiyabi". I can still fell tears running down my face. No, I can't trust anyone.not even him. I'll have to rely on myself, and be strong while I'm at it. Sure I don't have to go and start working for money, but living with my aunt shouldn't be that bad. Aunt Keade is alright, I guess.
^Inuyasha^ Tilting my head to the side, I looked curiously at her from under my long silver bangs. She asked me for my name, so I answered her. "Inuyasha Hiyabi", since she didn't seemed to have heard me, so I restated my question, "Why are you crying bitch?", silence. She remained silent, but she glared at me with tears in her eyes. I detect visible distrust and confusion in her eyes. When my mommy was still alive, she use to tell me to distrust strangers no matter the age, but I don't see any danger in talking to a weakling like her. Naturally she would distrust me, after all we hardly know each other at all. Since my legs are getting tired, I took a seat beside the distressed girl, I've never liked it why anybody cries. -Flash back - --------- I remember when my mom use to cried when dad got shot in the heart and died during a police mission one cold December night at 3 am, We got a call saying that dad's in the hospital. Never though that would happen to me, but it did. Then after three month, my mom jumped off a tall building and died on the spot. Now it's only me and my older Seshoumaru, we never gotten along. He's a self conceded jerk of an older brother, when ever he had the chance he would say what a useless crap I am. Being a Hanyo isn't that bad . I guess, minus the horrible names people call me. ------ End Flashback
Shaking the sticky web of memories away, I glanced sideways to the still crying girl. "Gee, Don't you ever stop", "Why... should I. you jerk". " What's your problem", "I'm trying to comfort you and what do you do?!", "Yell at me, feh".
All I can think of now, please tell me what you all thing of this story so far. There's more to come, Pleas please review.
