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A/N: Okay!! I'm so happy for all the reviews! Chapter 2 got 10 reviews! I was so surprised! Is it because people think this is a good story? Oh well, I have so many ideas but their all for the end. Damn!! I have too many ideas!! Anyway, on with the show:
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Chapter 4: The Awakening to Semi-Confession*Nee-chan! Nee-chan! Help! He's coming!*
Kagome sat bolt upright and looked around. She felt something slide off her chest. Looking downward she noticed her hanyou protector lying with his head in her lap. She blushed and reached out to shake his awake when something flew at her head, hitting her square in the forehead.
"Owchie!" she clutched her head and picked up the thing that had been thrown to her.
"Ane-ue, I see you're awake finally." Souta said from the doorway.
Kagome looked up and smiled at her brother. "You threw this! That hurt, ahou!" she yelled as she looked down at the book. "What's this?"
"It's nee-chan's." he said softly and turned to leave. "Onee-chan's journal." With that he left.
"Onee-chan?"
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They have an older sister. You'll see who the hell she is…right…about…now!
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Kagome looked at the tattered book. It had seen hell in all the years she had run from their father. The girl sighed as she recalled her older sisters' words one night.
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It was the festival of 1993; everyone was dressed in traditional clothing.
A young girl, about 9 or 10, with long black hair, up to her waist, skipped after a much older girl, about 15 or 16. She had long black hair in a tight braid to about her hips as well. Her clothing was a loose yukata and black shoes. Her eyes were a vibrant violet and under her left eye was a beauty mark. Her face was a nice tan golden color and her large sleeves hid her delicate hands and arms.
Her face was determined as she slowed her pace behind the two adults before the young girl. She grabbed the younger on by the hand and held her back a bid.
"Nani- ane-ue?" young Kagome asked as she looked up in her sisters face.
"Kagome…do enjoy your life?" she asked softly.
Kagome blinked. "Rumiyo, what are you talking about?" she asked in a serious tone. Kagome pushed her arms through her sleeves as well and turned her attention toward the road in front of them.
"That man…" Rumiyo's words dripped with anger. "He's the cause of all our pain."
"Well…it is his life…he said." Kagome looked skeptically toward a small family watching the fireworks. Their parents had slowed to let baby Souta watch the fireworks. Their father looked very angry like he was saying: "Why the hell do I have to be here?!"
Rumiyo sighed. Then a smiled brightened up her face as she looked upward slightly. "I appreciate my life. It's something to be cherished." She waved her hands to the surrounding people. Shining bracelets twisted around her wrist loosely.
Kagome looked on in amazement.
Her sister continued in her low and overbearing voice. "And when you notice something out of place, it's your instinct to change it back. When someone's hurt you try to help. It's just…uh…basically an instinct." She turned to her younger sister and enveloped her in a hug. "I'll rid your young life of this beast. He will never threaten your happy and joyous life, I promise Kagome!"
Kagome blushed at her sisters' show of affection.
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That night as Kagome stared up at her ceiling she thought of the events that had lead up to her sister's proclamation of protection.
She pushed herself out of bed as her sister came in with the blow dryer.
They did their normal routine of her sister blowing out Kagome's wet hair while the conversed quietly over the loud roar of the hairdryer.
Rumiyo braided the younger girls hair loosely and placed it over her shoulder before turning the younger girl around.
She knelt in front of Kagome with sad but serious eyes. "Kagome…I'm going to do it, I'm going to send this man to jail once and for all." She said as she held her sisters hands.
"No! You'll get killed! Remember what you said he threatened?" Kagome cried as she latched onto her sister, vowing never to let go.
"C'mon Kag-chan, I'm doin' it for you." She pulled her sister off her neck and smiled, ruffling her hair. She pulled out of her hair from its braid and let it fall over her shoulders lazily. She turned, her light robe flying behind her like a cloak and her pants that were tied at the bottom waved slightly in the wind coming through the younger girls' window.
Rumiyo turned one last time before pulling out a gun from inside her robe, a bottle of some liquid and a package of matches. She smiled, blew a kiss to her sister and trooped down the hall to their young brothers room. Read him a story and then break the news before he nods off to sleep not remembering her proposal.
That night it had been silent as Kagome snuggled against her hair, listening intently for any sounds that might point to her sisters attack upon the one they called 'father'.
Suddenly the sound that she had been grimly awaiting for reached her ears. The gun shot. Her sisters' special gun that she had taken reserved classes to learn how to use just for this occasion. The scream, a male scream.
Kagome jumped up and pulled out a curtain rod from above her window as she ran out of her room, ready to stab him if he moved after his shot.
She quietly walked down the stairs and reached the quiet bottom. She looked around. Suddenly, the horrifying sight she had never wished to recall reached her eyes.
Her sister was being dangled in the air by her neck, a hand with a knife on the end plunged into her chest.
She lifted her gun with a shaky had and shot his shoulder and stomach.
He dropped her and she fell as he fell unconscious.
Rumiyo winced at the loud thud, then reached up for the shoji and pulled it off its hinges. She threw it over him, covering him completely so he wouldn't move.
She then fell backward, landing against the wall, her arm clutching and un-clutching her chest.
"Ane-ue!" Kagome cried as tears came to her eyes. She ran down the stairs, dropping the pole and went to her sisters' side.
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*My dear sister. She meant so much to me and to see her face streamed with tears was a let down on my part. I shouldn't have shot him in the ear. Now, because of my carelessness, Kagome must deal with this monster. She must protect her life as well as Souta's and I wish I hadn't given up my will to live. My dear sister, how much I loved her smile, her taunting laughter, and her annoying 'ahou''s. I'm sorry for my actions and…I wish her well on her trip to…father's hell. My she live longer then I did and actually get the chance to live…without bruises everyday all over her pretty face-Higurashi Rumiya*
Kagome stared at the crinkled paged. Her sister had written this? When? In her grave?
The young miko stared down at the hanyou. His face was contorted in pain.
She felt a wet feeling spread across her lower legs and lifted him up lightly. Blood covered her and his chest coming through his haori and bandage.
"Oh no, Inuyasha! Your wound!" she lifted him up and lied him down properly.
"Inuyasha! Inuyasha, wake up!" she slapped him lightly.
He winced and clutched his chest.
"Your wound…" she pulled the bandage upward to look at the wound. "It isn't…healing? But…why?"
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Another cliffhanger! Oh no! It's late! I have to say goodnight!
GOODNIGHT!!
I hope the editing isn't bad!
Next chapter:
Chapter 5: His Wound