Notes: Fu-wu-wu-weeeee! I be back ._o; And writing ^-^ ..and..yea.. o.o;; But ANYWAYS... I had a great time on my trip..(If any of you care) and I read a few Stephen King short stories to get me into "SCARY STORY MODE!" XD! Okay..So..Yea o.0; Here I ish.. o.o

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Kagome..Kagome!

The girl woke up slowly, her dizziness tiredly melting away as she heard her name being called. It felt distant, however, and she shifted slightly, trying to grasp the sound with her ears, her eyes not yet open. Who was it..? What was it..? And as she was trying to figure out whom the voice was coming from, she felt herself move, yet, not on her own accord. This scarred her, and she almost let out a scream, and she REALLY didn't want to open her eyes now, scarred what she would see. He body trembled with fear, and she soon came to realize, after a moment, and more of the desperate calling for her name, that it was somebody holding her. This calmed her in the slightest bit, but she couldn't stop trembling, and after a few seconds, she felt something hot, and wet drizzle down her cheek. In that instant, she realized she was crying.

The tears were flowing freely, but she didn't want to cry, and the more she tried to stop, the more tears came. So she shook, and cried, forgetting about whatever was holding her, and the thing calling her name, and everything else as she cried. And it felt good. And the only thing that brought her out of this shaking, trembling, and crying form, was when she felt pressure against her head and nose, and realized, that no one had been calling her name anymore. She continued to tremble and cry silently, but her thoughts were in sync again, and she started thinking about the pressure on her forehead and nose. It only took her a few seconds, however, to realize it was somebody else's forehead being pressed against hers, and somebody's ELSE's nose being pressed against hers! And right before she was about to scream again, she heard her name again, except this time it was closer, and she figured out that whatever was holding her, was calling her name, and had her in an embrace, and was trying to calm her down.

She wasn't sure if it knew she was awake or not, but it obviously didn't want her to cry, and shake, and after hearing her name again, she realized who it was. The sound of the voice was so familiar! And just as she was about to speak, she felt herself being lowered from the face, and embrace, and then felt herself being shook slightly, it trying to wake her up. She decided that it was probably better to 'Wake up' then anyways, so then she spoke the name of whom she thought it was, opening her eyes slightly with confusion.

"Inu..yasha?"

She asked, eyes squinted slightly as she was trying to make out the form before her, and quite truthfully, she was. It was still blurry, the tears still forming in her eyes, but she noticed red, white, and the peachy skin color, and confirmed, that it was indeed the hanyou.

She was surprised when the first thing she heard was not the normal flustered and angered Inuyasha, wondering why she had gotten herself hurt, but a rather concerned one for once, asking if she was alright, and what happened. Once Kagome had her eyes fully open, and after he had set her down so she could sit by herself, him holding her unnecessary now (Which she was also confused by the fact he wasn't flustered that he had been seen holding her), and after she had him confirmed she WAS alright, she started to tell the tale, unpleasant memories flooding back with each word.

"...And that's when I passed out.."

She finished with a swallow, looking at Inuyasha, who had been listening intently the whole time. His eyes were wide like a child's when they heard a good story.

"Inuyasha..?"

She asked, and he shook his head slightly, coming out of his dazed 'I –just- heard-a-story' stage.

"Yea?"

He answered with a grunt. Kagome took in a breath, before firing.

"Earlier, Why did you have your face pressed against mine?"

She decided to ask, not thinking about asking him why he was there first, but rather this, holding back in fear of what he'd say or anything. And that was when he began to get flustered.

His face lit up like a Christmas tree, and he started waving his hands wildly, as if to show this was a big mistake.

"Kagome! I- You! It! See, ..I!"

He was having trouble coming up with an excuse, and Kagome could tell this, as she sighed mentally to herself. Inuyasha finally seemed to figure out something to say.

"Well, I was just trying to hear you're heart-beat, to see if you were okay."

He answered flatly, crossing his arms across his chest, and turning his head slightly to the right, his nose stuck up in the air. A thump was heard, as an abnormally huge sweat drop appeared on Kagome's brow, and she fell over, annoyed. As soon as she was up again, she raised a finger, eyes reduced to dots, heavy eyebrow's covering them in annoyance, saying,

"On. My. Face?"

The hanyou fell over sideways, not having detected this mistake. And so, The excuses thickened, each worse then the last, him just not wanting to admit that he was holding her close because he was concerned, and with a finish of, "There was something on you're forehead." Kagome had had enough.

"Forget it.."

She muttered, eyes still in the annoyed form they were. Suddenly, a ring broke the uncomfortable moment. Inuyasha jumped, looking around in confusion, ears perked high, his eyes wide once more, yet this time, in a 'WHAT THE HELL IS THAT!?' way. Kagome gulped, as it went silent, then rang again, a tight knot forming in her gut.

"I-It's ..t-the phone.."

"Fone?"

The hanyou repeated, remembering this mentioned in her story.

"The thing that guy threatened you o-?"

"Yes."

Was the thick reply from Kagome, her now shaking, as she watched it ring, then stop, then ring, and continue it's pattern. She had to answer it, if it was the man or not, she had too. So she slowly crawled to it, then picked it off the receiver, shakily saying hello.

"K-Kagome?"

Came the worried, startled voice of her little brother.

"..Yea?"

She answered, sighing as she realized it was him, even though an even bigger thickness of worry rushed over her as she heard his worried voice.

"K..Kagome..Mom's" He then paused, sniffling, before starting up again. "Mom's..MomMomMom..She's..Dead!"

He then broke down into bawls, gasping as he cried, and as Kagome breathed in sharply at this news, she suddenly understood what the phone call she had received earlier meant.

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Wheeee! Chapter 2's up and HAPPY EASTER! ^-^

BTW, I have a pretty good idea for another fic, 'bout Miroku and a curse( NOT the kazaana)..and I wanna take a poll to see summat..

I'm gonna give you a summary of it, (Not too detailed, It will also be how the story starts out) and I want you (PLEASE) to tell me if you want me to start writing it NOW, Or after I finish this story, by a simple Yes (Now) or No (Later) in a review..Yea, That can be the WHOLE review too..'Yes' or 'No' ..Or you can e-mail you're opinion to me at ' Kyuusho@hotmail.com ' ..I'd really appreciate it, so Thanks ^-^

Summary thing:

Miroku cursed under his breath. He wasn't sure if it was a good thing Kagome had taught him to read 'modernly', or a bad thing. All he knew was that it had given him the worse damn curse his damn life could ask for, and he'd found out it wasn't going to be easy to get rid of either..

So..Thanks ^-^ Hope to hear from everyone soon, Ja!

-Saiko