A/N: I'm finally writing again, I would like to thank Shadowpoet and me
for their reviews, and I would just like to begin with answering their
reviews. Inu-yasha will not take his own life, I hadn't even considered
it, but there may be a point where he considers it, and it will not be
yaoi, I am sticking with my original idea ^-^ so thanks for the reviews,
and I hope you enjoy.
Chapter 11
Disclaimer: I still don't own Inu-yasha or the other characters so don't sue me, yada yada yada, blah blah blah, deal with it
The next day at school everyone was ultra nice to Inu-yasha, the teachers, the students, the faculty, everyone. It was as if since Kagome's death, no one knew what to say to him, and that was fine with him. He didn't want to talk about it. He walked around half in a daze. Unfortunately for Kikyo, people weren't really good to her. It seemed as though the entire student body blamed her for Kagome's death.
The only thing that kept Kikyo going that day and not playing hooky was her pride. Kagome had forgiven her and she felt that she had to be strong in Kagome's memory. She may never be as good or as well liked as Kagome, but as long as she had Kagome's forgiveness then she would try to do her best, and she was going to start that day.
Kikyo was used to people calling her a slut, and perhaps they were right, she had slept around some, but she wouldn't ever let them know how much it hurt her. But today was even worse; she was getting more than the usual taunts and jeers. When she approached groups of people they would fall silent and look at her with barely concealed hatred and curiosity. Part of her wanted to go and hide, but another part of her said that she had to go on; she had to face these people. If only she had some friends to go turn to, or just someone to talk to.
As Kikyo walked down the hall to her class, she had a sudden inspiration. She hurried to her class quickly and if people thought she was running from them, then let them think that she knew better. She sat in her desk and scribbled off a quick note
Sango, I know you probably hate me, but would you please meet me in the girl's bathroom during lunch. ~Kikyo
After class, she slipped it into Sango's locker and hoped that Sango would meet her.
When lunch finally rolled around, Kikyo was waiting worriedly in the girl's bathroom praying that Sango would show up. While she was in one of the stalls, she heard some girls talking about her and after they left, she came out and cried. She looked into the mirror and tried to see what they saw; a bitch, a slut, the reason Kagome killed herself. She couldn't stop crying, though she knew she must lest Sango come in and see her like this. She couldn't help it, she curled up in a corner of the restroom and cried her heart out.
The door opened and Kikyo looked up to see Sango walk in, cool and unmoved. She sniffled once, but was finally able to pull herself together. She got up gracefully and wiped the tears from her face. "Thank you for coming, Sango."
"What do you want? And make this quick."
Kikyo turned her face away for a moment, then looked directly at Sango, "I'm sorry about what happened to Kagome, but it wasn't my fault."
"Oh, and who's fault would you say it was?" Sango asked in a cool detached manner.
"It was her own fault."
"Don't you dare say that! Don't you ever talk about Kagome that way." Sango's eyes were glittering dangerously like the blade of a well- sharpened knife and after her initial outburst her voice got low and dangerous, "She was a better person than you'll ever be."
As Sango was about to turn and stalk out of the bathroom Kikyo pleaded, "Don't you think I know that? I know that I'll never be as good as Kagome, but she forgave me! She forgave me." The last was said in a whisper that Sango could barely hear.
"She what!!" Sango shrieked angrily. "You little liar! Why would she ever forgive you?! You stole her boyfriend and made it quite obvious that you were sleeping with him. You tried to hurt her. You bitch!"
"That's not true!" Now Kikyo was beginning to get angry. "I didn't steal anyone's boyfriend, they had a fight, and he never loved me, not since he started going out with her. And just so you know, I threw him out of my room the night she died. I dumped him that night, because I knew he wouldn't be happy with anyone other than her! Do you know how much that hurt me? I love Inu-yasha!" She grabbed Sango's arm so she couldn't walk out. "Please Sango," she pleaded again, "I was hoping that you might be on my side. Or if you weren't, that you might, at the very least, understand. Sango, she forgave me, just ask Inu-yasha." She let go of Sango's arm and Sango left.
Once again, Kikyo looked in the mirror, but now she was angry. Angry at herself for hoping Sango would help, angry at Sango for not understanding, and angry at Kagome for dying and leaving her in this mess. But her anger only gave her fuel to go on. She splashed cold water on her face to wash away the redness and hoped no one would notice that she had been crying. She was ready to face the world again.
A/N: I hope you have enjoyed this installation of the knife. If you like this fic, please check out my other fic, The Letter, it is a S/M with a twist. Please give me feedback on this. I hope you have all had wonderful holidays and a magnificent winter break. While I'm on my break I am going to try to write more, but I do have to work on my other fic as well, so give me a break if I don't get much more up.
Chapter 11
Disclaimer: I still don't own Inu-yasha or the other characters so don't sue me, yada yada yada, blah blah blah, deal with it
The next day at school everyone was ultra nice to Inu-yasha, the teachers, the students, the faculty, everyone. It was as if since Kagome's death, no one knew what to say to him, and that was fine with him. He didn't want to talk about it. He walked around half in a daze. Unfortunately for Kikyo, people weren't really good to her. It seemed as though the entire student body blamed her for Kagome's death.
The only thing that kept Kikyo going that day and not playing hooky was her pride. Kagome had forgiven her and she felt that she had to be strong in Kagome's memory. She may never be as good or as well liked as Kagome, but as long as she had Kagome's forgiveness then she would try to do her best, and she was going to start that day.
Kikyo was used to people calling her a slut, and perhaps they were right, she had slept around some, but she wouldn't ever let them know how much it hurt her. But today was even worse; she was getting more than the usual taunts and jeers. When she approached groups of people they would fall silent and look at her with barely concealed hatred and curiosity. Part of her wanted to go and hide, but another part of her said that she had to go on; she had to face these people. If only she had some friends to go turn to, or just someone to talk to.
As Kikyo walked down the hall to her class, she had a sudden inspiration. She hurried to her class quickly and if people thought she was running from them, then let them think that she knew better. She sat in her desk and scribbled off a quick note
Sango, I know you probably hate me, but would you please meet me in the girl's bathroom during lunch. ~Kikyo
After class, she slipped it into Sango's locker and hoped that Sango would meet her.
When lunch finally rolled around, Kikyo was waiting worriedly in the girl's bathroom praying that Sango would show up. While she was in one of the stalls, she heard some girls talking about her and after they left, she came out and cried. She looked into the mirror and tried to see what they saw; a bitch, a slut, the reason Kagome killed herself. She couldn't stop crying, though she knew she must lest Sango come in and see her like this. She couldn't help it, she curled up in a corner of the restroom and cried her heart out.
The door opened and Kikyo looked up to see Sango walk in, cool and unmoved. She sniffled once, but was finally able to pull herself together. She got up gracefully and wiped the tears from her face. "Thank you for coming, Sango."
"What do you want? And make this quick."
Kikyo turned her face away for a moment, then looked directly at Sango, "I'm sorry about what happened to Kagome, but it wasn't my fault."
"Oh, and who's fault would you say it was?" Sango asked in a cool detached manner.
"It was her own fault."
"Don't you dare say that! Don't you ever talk about Kagome that way." Sango's eyes were glittering dangerously like the blade of a well- sharpened knife and after her initial outburst her voice got low and dangerous, "She was a better person than you'll ever be."
As Sango was about to turn and stalk out of the bathroom Kikyo pleaded, "Don't you think I know that? I know that I'll never be as good as Kagome, but she forgave me! She forgave me." The last was said in a whisper that Sango could barely hear.
"She what!!" Sango shrieked angrily. "You little liar! Why would she ever forgive you?! You stole her boyfriend and made it quite obvious that you were sleeping with him. You tried to hurt her. You bitch!"
"That's not true!" Now Kikyo was beginning to get angry. "I didn't steal anyone's boyfriend, they had a fight, and he never loved me, not since he started going out with her. And just so you know, I threw him out of my room the night she died. I dumped him that night, because I knew he wouldn't be happy with anyone other than her! Do you know how much that hurt me? I love Inu-yasha!" She grabbed Sango's arm so she couldn't walk out. "Please Sango," she pleaded again, "I was hoping that you might be on my side. Or if you weren't, that you might, at the very least, understand. Sango, she forgave me, just ask Inu-yasha." She let go of Sango's arm and Sango left.
Once again, Kikyo looked in the mirror, but now she was angry. Angry at herself for hoping Sango would help, angry at Sango for not understanding, and angry at Kagome for dying and leaving her in this mess. But her anger only gave her fuel to go on. She splashed cold water on her face to wash away the redness and hoped no one would notice that she had been crying. She was ready to face the world again.
A/N: I hope you have enjoyed this installation of the knife. If you like this fic, please check out my other fic, The Letter, it is a S/M with a twist. Please give me feedback on this. I hope you have all had wonderful holidays and a magnificent winter break. While I'm on my break I am going to try to write more, but I do have to work on my other fic as well, so give me a break if I don't get much more up.