Disclaimer~ I don't own Inuyasha or any related characters.
Dialog~ "Meep meep meep."
Thoughts~ 'Meep meep meep.'
Authors note~ I got a good number of reviews for chapter 2 so I decided to update a lot and soon. I hope this chapter will please you people. Also I've been getting a number of reviews with concerns of Miroku being to out of character. There is a reason for it; I know Miroku well enough to know how he should be acting. Just trust me and be patient. All will be revealed later.
Chapter 3
The counselor held her hand out to Miroku to shake it and smiled sweetly at him. "By the way my name is Ms. Kakashi."
Miroku noticed her hand but didn't respond. He simply nodded and stared back off into space. 'I can tell this is going to be long and pointless already. Great just great.'
Inuyasha continued giving the death glare to the counselor. 'No way is she going to get the best of me, or Miroku. I wont let it happen.'
Ms. Kakashi noticed the friendliness level of the boys and drew her hand away from Miroku. "Okay boys, lets just get down to business. I'll make this quick and painless if you work with me."
Inuyasha snorted. "Keh. I'm not talking to no damn counselor."
Miroku continued to stare off into space. His eyes seemed glossy and out of reach and his expression just seemed to be emotionless. It was like he was staring right through the counselor's gaze.
She let out a small sigh. "I can see you two aren't going to cooperate with me. It's a shame how you're not taking advantage of the situation. I don't want to have to call your parents in here but if I must I will."
Miroku cringed at the word "parents." He turned his attention back the to the counselor. "My parents are dead."
Inuyasha looked at his friend sadly. 'Damnit Miroku! Why did you go and say that? Now she knows there's something up with you. You idiot!' "Don't mind my friend he's just joking around." Inuyasha threw a cold stare at his friend. "Please don't call our parents, we'll cooperate."
The counselor carefully pondered Inuyasha's words. "I see. Alright then, Miroku wait outside for a little while and after I'm done with Inuyasha I'll send you in."
Miroku nodded and complied. He got up and headed out the door. Halfway outside he smiled to his buddy and waved goodbye. "Good luck." Miroku shut the door tightly behind him and waited patiently in a chair outside the room.
"Now then Inuyasha, why did you start that fight in the cafeteria and blow up the staff bathroom?"
"Like I told the principal and the science teacher, I don't have a real reason. I just wanted to do it. It was fun and I enjoyed myself."
"So you get fun out of causing trouble?"
Inuyasha rolled his eyes. "Pretty much."
"You know what I think, Inuyasha? I think deep down you really just want attention and this is way of getting it. And I don't mean just your troublesome ways, but your whole defiant act, the clothes the attitude all of it. I think it's all just an act."
Inuyasha let out a small chuckle. "For someone who knows nothing about me you sure think you know a lot. You know what I think? I think you're some impatient bitch who doesn't like to be wrong and thinks that she's knows everything." Inuyasha stood up and stared coldly at the counselor. "You don't know anything about me so don't act like you do."
The counselor let out a long drawn out sigh. "I see I'm not going to get anywhere with you Inuyasha. You don't want to be helped and that's obvious. You can leave now."
"Gladly." Inuyasha got up and walked out the door slamming it behind him. 'Stupid bitch, she should know better than try to get me to talk.' Inuyasha looked over at his impatient friend who was sitting on the chair singing a song to himself. 'I just hope Miroku fairs as well.' Inuyasha walked up to his friend and grabbed his shoulder. "Hey, it's your turn bud."
"That didn't take long." Miroku looked at his friend coolly. "I'll be back in a while." Miroku got up and walked back into the room.
Inuyasha sat down and let out a small huff. 'You better be back soon.'
Miroku sat down and watched as the counselor looked over his file carefully at her desk. 'Great, she's been doing her homework on me.'
"Ah Miroku." She placed the file on her desk. "I was just taking a look at your file. Sounds like a lot of bad things have happened to you."
Miroku looked at the file and back up at the counselor. 'What's she planning?' "I guess you could say that."
"It said in your file that today is your birthday." The counselor waited patiently for Miroku's reaction.
Miroku's face seemed to sadden a little bit. His grin was gone and his eyes seemed far off back into space. "Yes, it is."
"It's also the day your parents died. It's interesting how what should be a happy day for you is really a grim reminder of another year without your parents."
Miroku gritted his teeth. "What's your point?"
"My point is I could see how you could act this way, at least on this particular day. Is this just your way of taking out your pain and frustration? Is this how you deal with your emotions?"
Miroku stared sorely at the counselor. 'Now she's really starting to piss me off.' "Listen, I deal with my emotions just fine. I want to enjoy life and have fun. I might have been taking the cherry bomb thing a little too far but regardless I did enjoy myself."
"Is that how you make yourself happy? Frustrating others like how you are frustrated with your parents and now your previous guardian's death."
Miroku was beginning to get exceedingly more uncomfortable and moved around in his chair for a while. "I'm not trying to frustrate anyone and it's wrong of you to just assume things about people."
The counselor noticed Miroku growing more and more uncomfortable and smiled. 'Yes, I'm starting to get to him.' "Were you always this bold Miroku?" The counselor looked through his file again. "Your previous school records don't have anything on you about being this much of a troublemaker." She looked back up from the file at Miroku. "The only thing you were ever sent down to the office for was for perverted actions. Why all of the sudden are you acting so different? What's your real reason for acting this way?"
Miroku didn't answer.
"I think you're still hurting about your parent's deaths and with your guardians death on top of it you couldn't take it anymore. I think you're acting differently now because you're no longer happy. You're unhappy and this is your way of acting out."
Miroku bit down hard on his lip blood dripped down from his lower lip and slid down his face. 'That bitch, she has no right to judge me and tell me how I' am. I hate her; she's just like everyone else.'
The counselor noticed the blood coming from Miroku's mouth and became immediately concerned. "Miroku, are you alright?" She reached her hand trying to wipe away the blood.
Miroku pulled away and jumped out of the seat. "Don't you dare touch me!" He picked up the chair and slammed it against the wall. All his anger and all his rage was coming out of him. Miroku took a deep breath trying to realize what he had just done. He slumped down on one knee his arms were covering up his face. 'I wont let her see my tears. I'm strong, I don't need anyone they'll just leave me again.'
The counselor looked over at the smashed chair and back at the young man sitting on the floor. 'Now I know there's something up with this kid.' She got up and touched Miroku's shoulder. "Miroku, you can't do this. You need to talk about your feelings."
"I told you not to touch me!" Miroku got up and pushed her away. She stumbled to the floor and sat there for a moment shocked. Miroku got up and looked over the terrified counselor. He wiped away his tears and looked down at his hands and back at the counselor. 'What did I just do? What was that anger exploding inside of me?' Miroku was starting to shake violently and the world was spinning around him. "I. I need to go." Miroku turned around and ran out the door.
"Miroku wait!" It was too late Miroku was out the door already.
Miroku ran out of the room and rejoined his friend who was waiting for him patiently. "Inuyasha. I. There's. I have to go." Miroku left his friend staring at him utterly confused and headed for the door.
"Wait, Miroku! What's wrong what happened!?" Inuyasha watched his friend run out the door and through the hallway. 'Man, what the hell is wrong with him?' Inuyasha noticed the counselor come storming out of her office.
"Where did your friend go!?"
Inuyasha pointed to the door. "He ran off. There was something seriously wrong with him. What did you say to him!?"
"I don't know exactly. Somehow I set him off and he went ballistic and when I tried to help him he pushed me to the ground and ran off. I'm more concerned than ever for him. He's dangerous when he's upset."
Inuyasha growled. "He's not dangerous! He's just confused right now and whatever you said really pissed him off. I'll go find him." Inuyasha got up and walked towards the door stopping and talking a second glance at the counselor. "Whatever you do you better not come near him again." Inuyasha stormed out the door and ran after Miroku.
Miroku was booking down the hallway looking for the main entrance. His mind was racing and he was starting to get dizzy. Without warning he didn't watch where was going and slammed right into another student. Miroku collided with the other student and was thrown backwards hitting his head on the floor.
Sango looked down at Miroku lying on the floor and rushed to his side. "Miroku are you alright? You slammed into me pretty hard."
Miroku rubbed his head for a minute taking a moment to realize where he was. He got up and fell back down to the ground. He was still too dizzy to walk straight.
Sango was stunned by Miroku's strange behavior and held unto him gently. She could feel his body shaking in her grasp. "Miroku there's something wrong with you. You need to go see the nurse. You're shaking really bad and there's a huge bump on your head."
Miroku broke Sango's grasp and stood back up. "I need to go. I have to be alone for a little while."
"No, Miroku. You need to go see the nurse immediately. You're really hurt, and you're starting to scare me." Sango clung unto Miroku's shoulder. "Come on, I'll take you there myself."
"Stay away from me!" Miroku pushed Sango away from him. She fell to the floor with a light thud. Miroku started shaking more violently than before. He couldn't speak he was just frozen. "What did I just do? Sango. I'm. I'm sorry. I have to go." Miroku slowly backed away from her and ran down the hall.
"No, Miroku wait!" Sango got up leaving her things scattered about the floor and ran after Miroku." 'What the hell is wrong with him? I have to find out, he needs help.'
Miroku continued running down the hallway and finally made it to the main entrance. He started to run out of the door when the secretary suddenly stopped him.
"What do you think you're doing? You're not allowed to leave the school building yet young man!"
Miroku was distracted by this sudden outburst and slid on the pavement just outside the door. Miroku touched his hand to his head and could feel a warm sticky liquid on his fingers. 'Blood.' Miroku rolled over on his side and took a deep breath. 'Damn it all.'
Sango was close behind Miroku and was now just nearing the front entrance. She could see Miroku lying just outside the door. "Oh my god! Miroku!" She flung open the door and ran to his side. There was a gash on his forehead and his pants had ripped at his knees and were badly skinned. "Miroku what happened to you?"
"I'm not sure. I almost feel like I'm broken." Miroku sat up and looked hard into Sango's eyes. "I'm all messed up and I don't know what's wrong with me."
"Miroku I'm sorry you're going through all those but I don't know what I can do to help you."
Miroku sat up and walked over to a bench sitting outside. He sat down and wiped the blood off of his forehead.
Sango followed Miroku over to the bench and sat down a small distance away from him. She turned to him and examined his wound. "You really should get that looked at. It's pretty bad."
Miroku shook his head. "No, I can't go back there. I can't face that damn counselor or anyone."
Sango bit her lip gently. "Still, you need to do something for yourself. Even if it's not serious you should have it looked at and treated."
Miroku smiled at this. "You remind me of my mother. She would always fuss over the slightest bruise or scratch I would get." Sango was a tad bit stunned but didn't say anything right away. "Miroku. I don't want to pry but what did happen to your mother and father?"
Miroku closed his eyes a gentle breeze blew across his face and he smiled happily. "It was on my firth birthday. My parents were going to take me somewhere special, I didn't know where exactly. I was talking with my mother just before the accident. I don't remember it that well. I heard a loud crash followed by my mother screaming. When I opened my eyes again I was covered in blood. My parents were already dead when I had awakened. I was alone. Completely alone." Miroku reopened his eyes a small tear crept down his face. He quickly wiped it away and looked down at the ground.
A small chill crept down Sango's spine. She looked at Miroku sadly. "I didn't mean to bring up such painful memories for you."
Miroku shook his head. "No, it's alright. I'm over it. I'm completely fine."
"You're not fine Miroku. It's obviously still hurting you."
"No. It doesn't hurt me anymore, just like Mushin's death. I'm over it and I'm just fine." Miroku turned to Sango and smiled lightly to her. "But I' am thankful there is someone who does care about how I feel even just the slightest bit. Thank you Sango." Miroku got up and started to walk off.
Sango immediately ran after and grabbed his shoulder pulling him into a tight embrace. Her womanly instinct demanded she comfort him in the best way she knew how.
This sudden showing of affection stunned Miroku. He didn't let go he held her tight in his arms. "You know, I don't even remember what being hugged felt like until now. Thank you Sango. but why? Why comfort me?"
"Because someone needed to."
The words played over and over again in Miroku's mind. Miroku broke the embrace and looked at Sango with sad tortured eyes. "Don't get close to me Sango, don't even care about me. You don't want to get involved with me. I'll just end up being a burden to you. Thanks for caring though."
"Miroku I." Miroku placed one finger over Sango's mouth. "Don't say anything you don't need to. I'll be fine. I'm just going to go home. Good bye Sango." Miroku turned around and slowly headed back home.
Sango watched sadly as Miroku headed home. "Miroku Hatsaharu, you are truly a twisted mess of emotions. But still." Sango held her hand close to her heart. "There's just something about him. I'm strangely drawn to him." Sango shook her head and headed back into the school.
She blankly stared at her Social Studies textbook. She couldn't concentrate on the lesson her thoughts kept wandering back to Miroku and what he was doing now. 'I wonder if he's really alright. He seemed like a complete wreck outside. If I can just make it through this last class school will be out and I'll finally be able to go home and relax.' Sango banged her head against her desk. 'Please, let today just end.'
Kagome noticed Sango's anxiety but couldn't help but wonder why. She poked her gently in the back. "Hey, Sango what's up? You're totally not paying any attention at all to Mr. Yamada."
Sango turned to her friend and shot her one of those leave me the hell alone looks.
Kagome went back to her own little world terrified of her friend at the moment. 'Okay, she's not in a good mood.'
The bell finally sounded and Sango dashed out of the room. She ran to her locker through all her things into her book bag and ran off.
Kagome and Inuyasha watched her strange behavior with great interest. Inuyasha couldn't help but think she was hiding something and Kagome just stared blankly at her friend's odd behavior. The both shook their heads and went their separate ways.
Sango ran home as fast as she could. Something inside urged her to get to the comfort of her home. She reached her house and quickly ran inside. She slipped off her shoes and threw down her book bag and ran up to her room. She closed the door tightly behind her and jumped on her soft bed. She held her pillow close to her and squeezed it tightly for comfort. A few tears dripped unto her pillow as she lay there silently. 'Miroku.' Miroku lay sprawled out on his bed. His head was throbbing and his legs still hurt like hell after falling. His first day of school was a complete mess. Miroku heard a car pull up and grimaced. 'Oh no, Kenji is home. He's not going to be please with what's going to here.' Miroku could here footsteps running up the stairs to his room. 'Here he comes.' His door flung open and an angry man stood under the doorway. Miroku sat up and turned his attention over to Kenji.
Kenji was red in the face from anger. "Your school called today they said you hurt a counselor and ran off. Miroku, what the hell is going on with you!?"
Miroku didn't answer he sat silently on his bed.
"Answer me damnit!"
Miroku still didn't reply.
Kenji walked over to him and hit him square in the face, hard. "When I ask you to do something you do it!"
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Okay, I said I would get to the cutting but I didn't. I didn't want this to turn into another huge update. I think 10 pages should be good enough till I write the fourth chapter. And this time I promise the cutting will begin in the next chapter. Another note this isn't going to turn into an abuse story or anything like that. This is just one incident nothing more. Abuse is a totally different story I'm not going to get into. Thanks to all my reviewers from the 2nd chapter!
Inu-shounen~ Yes, counselors do suck, greatly.
Missy-Bee~ I know Miroku is out of character but I did have a reason. And I'm glad you found it to be so funny.
Small-buttercup~ I don't know if I'll add Kouga or not. I really don't want to have lot of additional characters. This is really centered on Miroku and Sango. But thanks for the suggestion.
Soli-chan~ Wow! Thanks so much for the compliment. I appreciate it!
Sango-chan~ You. Now. Get. More.
Sweet-chaos~ Again, I had a reason for the OOC Miroku.
Insomnia-maniac~ Wow, I'm very glad you're liking it. I mean really glad!
Thanks again to all my reviewers you all kick so much ass! Thank you thank you!
Next chapter~ The cutting begins (for real this time) No, really I mean it! Expect the update sometime around Monday or Tuesday.
Adios for now,
Zero.
Dialog~ "Meep meep meep."
Thoughts~ 'Meep meep meep.'
Authors note~ I got a good number of reviews for chapter 2 so I decided to update a lot and soon. I hope this chapter will please you people. Also I've been getting a number of reviews with concerns of Miroku being to out of character. There is a reason for it; I know Miroku well enough to know how he should be acting. Just trust me and be patient. All will be revealed later.
Chapter 3
The counselor held her hand out to Miroku to shake it and smiled sweetly at him. "By the way my name is Ms. Kakashi."
Miroku noticed her hand but didn't respond. He simply nodded and stared back off into space. 'I can tell this is going to be long and pointless already. Great just great.'
Inuyasha continued giving the death glare to the counselor. 'No way is she going to get the best of me, or Miroku. I wont let it happen.'
Ms. Kakashi noticed the friendliness level of the boys and drew her hand away from Miroku. "Okay boys, lets just get down to business. I'll make this quick and painless if you work with me."
Inuyasha snorted. "Keh. I'm not talking to no damn counselor."
Miroku continued to stare off into space. His eyes seemed glossy and out of reach and his expression just seemed to be emotionless. It was like he was staring right through the counselor's gaze.
She let out a small sigh. "I can see you two aren't going to cooperate with me. It's a shame how you're not taking advantage of the situation. I don't want to have to call your parents in here but if I must I will."
Miroku cringed at the word "parents." He turned his attention back the to the counselor. "My parents are dead."
Inuyasha looked at his friend sadly. 'Damnit Miroku! Why did you go and say that? Now she knows there's something up with you. You idiot!' "Don't mind my friend he's just joking around." Inuyasha threw a cold stare at his friend. "Please don't call our parents, we'll cooperate."
The counselor carefully pondered Inuyasha's words. "I see. Alright then, Miroku wait outside for a little while and after I'm done with Inuyasha I'll send you in."
Miroku nodded and complied. He got up and headed out the door. Halfway outside he smiled to his buddy and waved goodbye. "Good luck." Miroku shut the door tightly behind him and waited patiently in a chair outside the room.
"Now then Inuyasha, why did you start that fight in the cafeteria and blow up the staff bathroom?"
"Like I told the principal and the science teacher, I don't have a real reason. I just wanted to do it. It was fun and I enjoyed myself."
"So you get fun out of causing trouble?"
Inuyasha rolled his eyes. "Pretty much."
"You know what I think, Inuyasha? I think deep down you really just want attention and this is way of getting it. And I don't mean just your troublesome ways, but your whole defiant act, the clothes the attitude all of it. I think it's all just an act."
Inuyasha let out a small chuckle. "For someone who knows nothing about me you sure think you know a lot. You know what I think? I think you're some impatient bitch who doesn't like to be wrong and thinks that she's knows everything." Inuyasha stood up and stared coldly at the counselor. "You don't know anything about me so don't act like you do."
The counselor let out a long drawn out sigh. "I see I'm not going to get anywhere with you Inuyasha. You don't want to be helped and that's obvious. You can leave now."
"Gladly." Inuyasha got up and walked out the door slamming it behind him. 'Stupid bitch, she should know better than try to get me to talk.' Inuyasha looked over at his impatient friend who was sitting on the chair singing a song to himself. 'I just hope Miroku fairs as well.' Inuyasha walked up to his friend and grabbed his shoulder. "Hey, it's your turn bud."
"That didn't take long." Miroku looked at his friend coolly. "I'll be back in a while." Miroku got up and walked back into the room.
Inuyasha sat down and let out a small huff. 'You better be back soon.'
Miroku sat down and watched as the counselor looked over his file carefully at her desk. 'Great, she's been doing her homework on me.'
"Ah Miroku." She placed the file on her desk. "I was just taking a look at your file. Sounds like a lot of bad things have happened to you."
Miroku looked at the file and back up at the counselor. 'What's she planning?' "I guess you could say that."
"It said in your file that today is your birthday." The counselor waited patiently for Miroku's reaction.
Miroku's face seemed to sadden a little bit. His grin was gone and his eyes seemed far off back into space. "Yes, it is."
"It's also the day your parents died. It's interesting how what should be a happy day for you is really a grim reminder of another year without your parents."
Miroku gritted his teeth. "What's your point?"
"My point is I could see how you could act this way, at least on this particular day. Is this just your way of taking out your pain and frustration? Is this how you deal with your emotions?"
Miroku stared sorely at the counselor. 'Now she's really starting to piss me off.' "Listen, I deal with my emotions just fine. I want to enjoy life and have fun. I might have been taking the cherry bomb thing a little too far but regardless I did enjoy myself."
"Is that how you make yourself happy? Frustrating others like how you are frustrated with your parents and now your previous guardian's death."
Miroku was beginning to get exceedingly more uncomfortable and moved around in his chair for a while. "I'm not trying to frustrate anyone and it's wrong of you to just assume things about people."
The counselor noticed Miroku growing more and more uncomfortable and smiled. 'Yes, I'm starting to get to him.' "Were you always this bold Miroku?" The counselor looked through his file again. "Your previous school records don't have anything on you about being this much of a troublemaker." She looked back up from the file at Miroku. "The only thing you were ever sent down to the office for was for perverted actions. Why all of the sudden are you acting so different? What's your real reason for acting this way?"
Miroku didn't answer.
"I think you're still hurting about your parent's deaths and with your guardians death on top of it you couldn't take it anymore. I think you're acting differently now because you're no longer happy. You're unhappy and this is your way of acting out."
Miroku bit down hard on his lip blood dripped down from his lower lip and slid down his face. 'That bitch, she has no right to judge me and tell me how I' am. I hate her; she's just like everyone else.'
The counselor noticed the blood coming from Miroku's mouth and became immediately concerned. "Miroku, are you alright?" She reached her hand trying to wipe away the blood.
Miroku pulled away and jumped out of the seat. "Don't you dare touch me!" He picked up the chair and slammed it against the wall. All his anger and all his rage was coming out of him. Miroku took a deep breath trying to realize what he had just done. He slumped down on one knee his arms were covering up his face. 'I wont let her see my tears. I'm strong, I don't need anyone they'll just leave me again.'
The counselor looked over at the smashed chair and back at the young man sitting on the floor. 'Now I know there's something up with this kid.' She got up and touched Miroku's shoulder. "Miroku, you can't do this. You need to talk about your feelings."
"I told you not to touch me!" Miroku got up and pushed her away. She stumbled to the floor and sat there for a moment shocked. Miroku got up and looked over the terrified counselor. He wiped away his tears and looked down at his hands and back at the counselor. 'What did I just do? What was that anger exploding inside of me?' Miroku was starting to shake violently and the world was spinning around him. "I. I need to go." Miroku turned around and ran out the door.
"Miroku wait!" It was too late Miroku was out the door already.
Miroku ran out of the room and rejoined his friend who was waiting for him patiently. "Inuyasha. I. There's. I have to go." Miroku left his friend staring at him utterly confused and headed for the door.
"Wait, Miroku! What's wrong what happened!?" Inuyasha watched his friend run out the door and through the hallway. 'Man, what the hell is wrong with him?' Inuyasha noticed the counselor come storming out of her office.
"Where did your friend go!?"
Inuyasha pointed to the door. "He ran off. There was something seriously wrong with him. What did you say to him!?"
"I don't know exactly. Somehow I set him off and he went ballistic and when I tried to help him he pushed me to the ground and ran off. I'm more concerned than ever for him. He's dangerous when he's upset."
Inuyasha growled. "He's not dangerous! He's just confused right now and whatever you said really pissed him off. I'll go find him." Inuyasha got up and walked towards the door stopping and talking a second glance at the counselor. "Whatever you do you better not come near him again." Inuyasha stormed out the door and ran after Miroku.
Miroku was booking down the hallway looking for the main entrance. His mind was racing and he was starting to get dizzy. Without warning he didn't watch where was going and slammed right into another student. Miroku collided with the other student and was thrown backwards hitting his head on the floor.
Sango looked down at Miroku lying on the floor and rushed to his side. "Miroku are you alright? You slammed into me pretty hard."
Miroku rubbed his head for a minute taking a moment to realize where he was. He got up and fell back down to the ground. He was still too dizzy to walk straight.
Sango was stunned by Miroku's strange behavior and held unto him gently. She could feel his body shaking in her grasp. "Miroku there's something wrong with you. You need to go see the nurse. You're shaking really bad and there's a huge bump on your head."
Miroku broke Sango's grasp and stood back up. "I need to go. I have to be alone for a little while."
"No, Miroku. You need to go see the nurse immediately. You're really hurt, and you're starting to scare me." Sango clung unto Miroku's shoulder. "Come on, I'll take you there myself."
"Stay away from me!" Miroku pushed Sango away from him. She fell to the floor with a light thud. Miroku started shaking more violently than before. He couldn't speak he was just frozen. "What did I just do? Sango. I'm. I'm sorry. I have to go." Miroku slowly backed away from her and ran down the hall.
"No, Miroku wait!" Sango got up leaving her things scattered about the floor and ran after Miroku." 'What the hell is wrong with him? I have to find out, he needs help.'
Miroku continued running down the hallway and finally made it to the main entrance. He started to run out of the door when the secretary suddenly stopped him.
"What do you think you're doing? You're not allowed to leave the school building yet young man!"
Miroku was distracted by this sudden outburst and slid on the pavement just outside the door. Miroku touched his hand to his head and could feel a warm sticky liquid on his fingers. 'Blood.' Miroku rolled over on his side and took a deep breath. 'Damn it all.'
Sango was close behind Miroku and was now just nearing the front entrance. She could see Miroku lying just outside the door. "Oh my god! Miroku!" She flung open the door and ran to his side. There was a gash on his forehead and his pants had ripped at his knees and were badly skinned. "Miroku what happened to you?"
"I'm not sure. I almost feel like I'm broken." Miroku sat up and looked hard into Sango's eyes. "I'm all messed up and I don't know what's wrong with me."
"Miroku I'm sorry you're going through all those but I don't know what I can do to help you."
Miroku sat up and walked over to a bench sitting outside. He sat down and wiped the blood off of his forehead.
Sango followed Miroku over to the bench and sat down a small distance away from him. She turned to him and examined his wound. "You really should get that looked at. It's pretty bad."
Miroku shook his head. "No, I can't go back there. I can't face that damn counselor or anyone."
Sango bit her lip gently. "Still, you need to do something for yourself. Even if it's not serious you should have it looked at and treated."
Miroku smiled at this. "You remind me of my mother. She would always fuss over the slightest bruise or scratch I would get." Sango was a tad bit stunned but didn't say anything right away. "Miroku. I don't want to pry but what did happen to your mother and father?"
Miroku closed his eyes a gentle breeze blew across his face and he smiled happily. "It was on my firth birthday. My parents were going to take me somewhere special, I didn't know where exactly. I was talking with my mother just before the accident. I don't remember it that well. I heard a loud crash followed by my mother screaming. When I opened my eyes again I was covered in blood. My parents were already dead when I had awakened. I was alone. Completely alone." Miroku reopened his eyes a small tear crept down his face. He quickly wiped it away and looked down at the ground.
A small chill crept down Sango's spine. She looked at Miroku sadly. "I didn't mean to bring up such painful memories for you."
Miroku shook his head. "No, it's alright. I'm over it. I'm completely fine."
"You're not fine Miroku. It's obviously still hurting you."
"No. It doesn't hurt me anymore, just like Mushin's death. I'm over it and I'm just fine." Miroku turned to Sango and smiled lightly to her. "But I' am thankful there is someone who does care about how I feel even just the slightest bit. Thank you Sango." Miroku got up and started to walk off.
Sango immediately ran after and grabbed his shoulder pulling him into a tight embrace. Her womanly instinct demanded she comfort him in the best way she knew how.
This sudden showing of affection stunned Miroku. He didn't let go he held her tight in his arms. "You know, I don't even remember what being hugged felt like until now. Thank you Sango. but why? Why comfort me?"
"Because someone needed to."
The words played over and over again in Miroku's mind. Miroku broke the embrace and looked at Sango with sad tortured eyes. "Don't get close to me Sango, don't even care about me. You don't want to get involved with me. I'll just end up being a burden to you. Thanks for caring though."
"Miroku I." Miroku placed one finger over Sango's mouth. "Don't say anything you don't need to. I'll be fine. I'm just going to go home. Good bye Sango." Miroku turned around and slowly headed back home.
Sango watched sadly as Miroku headed home. "Miroku Hatsaharu, you are truly a twisted mess of emotions. But still." Sango held her hand close to her heart. "There's just something about him. I'm strangely drawn to him." Sango shook her head and headed back into the school.
She blankly stared at her Social Studies textbook. She couldn't concentrate on the lesson her thoughts kept wandering back to Miroku and what he was doing now. 'I wonder if he's really alright. He seemed like a complete wreck outside. If I can just make it through this last class school will be out and I'll finally be able to go home and relax.' Sango banged her head against her desk. 'Please, let today just end.'
Kagome noticed Sango's anxiety but couldn't help but wonder why. She poked her gently in the back. "Hey, Sango what's up? You're totally not paying any attention at all to Mr. Yamada."
Sango turned to her friend and shot her one of those leave me the hell alone looks.
Kagome went back to her own little world terrified of her friend at the moment. 'Okay, she's not in a good mood.'
The bell finally sounded and Sango dashed out of the room. She ran to her locker through all her things into her book bag and ran off.
Kagome and Inuyasha watched her strange behavior with great interest. Inuyasha couldn't help but think she was hiding something and Kagome just stared blankly at her friend's odd behavior. The both shook their heads and went their separate ways.
Sango ran home as fast as she could. Something inside urged her to get to the comfort of her home. She reached her house and quickly ran inside. She slipped off her shoes and threw down her book bag and ran up to her room. She closed the door tightly behind her and jumped on her soft bed. She held her pillow close to her and squeezed it tightly for comfort. A few tears dripped unto her pillow as she lay there silently. 'Miroku.' Miroku lay sprawled out on his bed. His head was throbbing and his legs still hurt like hell after falling. His first day of school was a complete mess. Miroku heard a car pull up and grimaced. 'Oh no, Kenji is home. He's not going to be please with what's going to here.' Miroku could here footsteps running up the stairs to his room. 'Here he comes.' His door flung open and an angry man stood under the doorway. Miroku sat up and turned his attention over to Kenji.
Kenji was red in the face from anger. "Your school called today they said you hurt a counselor and ran off. Miroku, what the hell is going on with you!?"
Miroku didn't answer he sat silently on his bed.
"Answer me damnit!"
Miroku still didn't reply.
Kenji walked over to him and hit him square in the face, hard. "When I ask you to do something you do it!"
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Okay, I said I would get to the cutting but I didn't. I didn't want this to turn into another huge update. I think 10 pages should be good enough till I write the fourth chapter. And this time I promise the cutting will begin in the next chapter. Another note this isn't going to turn into an abuse story or anything like that. This is just one incident nothing more. Abuse is a totally different story I'm not going to get into. Thanks to all my reviewers from the 2nd chapter!
Inu-shounen~ Yes, counselors do suck, greatly.
Missy-Bee~ I know Miroku is out of character but I did have a reason. And I'm glad you found it to be so funny.
Small-buttercup~ I don't know if I'll add Kouga or not. I really don't want to have lot of additional characters. This is really centered on Miroku and Sango. But thanks for the suggestion.
Soli-chan~ Wow! Thanks so much for the compliment. I appreciate it!
Sango-chan~ You. Now. Get. More.
Sweet-chaos~ Again, I had a reason for the OOC Miroku.
Insomnia-maniac~ Wow, I'm very glad you're liking it. I mean really glad!
Thanks again to all my reviewers you all kick so much ass! Thank you thank you!
Next chapter~ The cutting begins (for real this time) No, really I mean it! Expect the update sometime around Monday or Tuesday.
Adios for now,
Zero.