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Chapter 2 - Torn soul
She shuddered at her first glimpse of memories beneath the scarlet surface of the jewel.
There had been no need to focus, no time to prepare herself. The jewel had welcomed her like an opened doorway at her touch and she had stepped into it with no hesitation, knowing little of what she was about to face.
Kagome allowed her fingers to explore the psychic imprints embedded deeply in the sphere. She felt a tingle where strong emotions had been carved in and took a deep breath, like a diver preparing to submerge into deep water.
The shock wave hit her and though she had believed herself to be ready, it was more than she could take.
She was plunged head first into cold, dark water. Immediately, she sensed corruption around her. Something was terribly wrong about the imprints on the small jewel, something twisted, ripped apart with pain and infinite hatred raged amongst its dark memories.
With a screamed, she slammed her will against the overflowing emotion, pouring into her as though it would last for eternality. The jewel dropped from her hand and clattered onto the floor.
Kagome sat with her head against the pillow, filling her oxygen-deprived lungs with air. She was shaking uncontrollably, the night brought frosting air through her opened window; yet her tremors did not come because of the cold. The girl was motionless, though she was able to sever the connection, the harm had been done.
Any traces of doubt had left the young psychic, she knew.. knew with unwanted certainty. Inuyasha's soul was torn..
*~*~*~*
His desk remained empty when she entered the room.
Kagome didn't know whether to feel worried or relieved. She had spent a sleepless night tossing and turning in her bed before giving up on sleeping all together. Unfortunately, adrenaline doesn't usually last through the night without loosing its affect by morning. Before long, Kagome was staring out the window in her most preoccupied way.
'Earth to Kagome!'
She looked up in time to see her friend Sango, in a school skirt that was a size or two too short for her standing stiffly in her new pose.
'What's up?' Although some idea why her overreacting friend is overreacting again had began to form inside her mind, Kagome still asked the question, not wanting to dump cold water on Sango's enthusiasm.
'There..' Sango fidgeted, unable to hide her excitement and obviously not even trying to. 'There is a new exchange student at the school!! I heard..' She squeaked. 'And I heard he's CUUUTE!!'
'New student?'
*~*~*~*
Two exchange students in the middle of the year. Kagome thought as she looked over towards Sango. Her friend had given her entire attention to the front of the room. To be specific, the guy at the front of the room.
He is good-looking, Kagome had to admit as she observed him scribbling his name on the board.
Sesshoumaru
He had stood with such elegance that would have immediately told a stranger of his well-bred background. He had kept his hair long, though untied, it was arranged in a fashion that did not allow untidiness.
Suddenly and without warning, he replaced the chalk and turned to face the class. Kagome found her eyes caught in the golden stare of his..
And for some reason.. it did not feel unfamiliar..
An audible amount of sighing and whining could be heard from the female population in the room as the teacher announced the new student would be staying for the next two month. Sango whined with them and threw a longing look in his direction.
Yet Kagome's attention had been diverted from the commotion in the room. She was looking with a mixture of relief and fear at the silent figure at the doorway.
Inuyasha.
She followed him with her eyes, feeling her the beating of her heart hasten. He was unmoved by the excited air in the class, not sparring a glance at Sesshoumaru who had became the center of attention.
'You are late,' the teacher commented.
*~*~*~*
Kagome unwrapped the silky fabric around the jewel and picked it up gingerly, carefully shutting her mind against its imprints.
Students walked passed her and hurried out to their lunch breaks. Soon the room was almost empty.
She walked up to the remaining student who was either too absent minded to hear the bell, or cannot be bothered to go out. He looked up as she approached but said nothing.
Kagome placed the scarlet jewel on his desk with a trembling hand, she could still hear the screaming of the torn soul imprinted in the jewel and knew too well the soul had belonged.. to the boy in front of her.
*~*~*~*
End of chapter 2 - Torn soul
AN: Thank you, thank you to those who have review the last chapter to tell me that the fic doesn't suck too badly. (Even though chapter 1 probably didn't make any sense) It would have been a real shame if no one reviewed because I would then have to take it off and I really enjoyed writing this particular story. No blocks so far!
One more thing, can any one guess what the jewel is?
Review this chapter as well? Please?
Ricepaper
Chapter 2 - Torn soul
She shuddered at her first glimpse of memories beneath the scarlet surface of the jewel.
There had been no need to focus, no time to prepare herself. The jewel had welcomed her like an opened doorway at her touch and she had stepped into it with no hesitation, knowing little of what she was about to face.
Kagome allowed her fingers to explore the psychic imprints embedded deeply in the sphere. She felt a tingle where strong emotions had been carved in and took a deep breath, like a diver preparing to submerge into deep water.
The shock wave hit her and though she had believed herself to be ready, it was more than she could take.
She was plunged head first into cold, dark water. Immediately, she sensed corruption around her. Something was terribly wrong about the imprints on the small jewel, something twisted, ripped apart with pain and infinite hatred raged amongst its dark memories.
With a screamed, she slammed her will against the overflowing emotion, pouring into her as though it would last for eternality. The jewel dropped from her hand and clattered onto the floor.
Kagome sat with her head against the pillow, filling her oxygen-deprived lungs with air. She was shaking uncontrollably, the night brought frosting air through her opened window; yet her tremors did not come because of the cold. The girl was motionless, though she was able to sever the connection, the harm had been done.
Any traces of doubt had left the young psychic, she knew.. knew with unwanted certainty. Inuyasha's soul was torn..
*~*~*~*
His desk remained empty when she entered the room.
Kagome didn't know whether to feel worried or relieved. She had spent a sleepless night tossing and turning in her bed before giving up on sleeping all together. Unfortunately, adrenaline doesn't usually last through the night without loosing its affect by morning. Before long, Kagome was staring out the window in her most preoccupied way.
'Earth to Kagome!'
She looked up in time to see her friend Sango, in a school skirt that was a size or two too short for her standing stiffly in her new pose.
'What's up?' Although some idea why her overreacting friend is overreacting again had began to form inside her mind, Kagome still asked the question, not wanting to dump cold water on Sango's enthusiasm.
'There..' Sango fidgeted, unable to hide her excitement and obviously not even trying to. 'There is a new exchange student at the school!! I heard..' She squeaked. 'And I heard he's CUUUTE!!'
'New student?'
*~*~*~*
Two exchange students in the middle of the year. Kagome thought as she looked over towards Sango. Her friend had given her entire attention to the front of the room. To be specific, the guy at the front of the room.
He is good-looking, Kagome had to admit as she observed him scribbling his name on the board.
Sesshoumaru
He had stood with such elegance that would have immediately told a stranger of his well-bred background. He had kept his hair long, though untied, it was arranged in a fashion that did not allow untidiness.
Suddenly and without warning, he replaced the chalk and turned to face the class. Kagome found her eyes caught in the golden stare of his..
And for some reason.. it did not feel unfamiliar..
An audible amount of sighing and whining could be heard from the female population in the room as the teacher announced the new student would be staying for the next two month. Sango whined with them and threw a longing look in his direction.
Yet Kagome's attention had been diverted from the commotion in the room. She was looking with a mixture of relief and fear at the silent figure at the doorway.
Inuyasha.
She followed him with her eyes, feeling her the beating of her heart hasten. He was unmoved by the excited air in the class, not sparring a glance at Sesshoumaru who had became the center of attention.
'You are late,' the teacher commented.
*~*~*~*
Kagome unwrapped the silky fabric around the jewel and picked it up gingerly, carefully shutting her mind against its imprints.
Students walked passed her and hurried out to their lunch breaks. Soon the room was almost empty.
She walked up to the remaining student who was either too absent minded to hear the bell, or cannot be bothered to go out. He looked up as she approached but said nothing.
Kagome placed the scarlet jewel on his desk with a trembling hand, she could still hear the screaming of the torn soul imprinted in the jewel and knew too well the soul had belonged.. to the boy in front of her.
*~*~*~*
End of chapter 2 - Torn soul
AN: Thank you, thank you to those who have review the last chapter to tell me that the fic doesn't suck too badly. (Even though chapter 1 probably didn't make any sense) It would have been a real shame if no one reviewed because I would then have to take it off and I really enjoyed writing this particular story. No blocks so far!
One more thing, can any one guess what the jewel is?
Review this chapter as well? Please?
Ricepaper