Chapter 2
Her tears had ceased hours ago. She had none left. Kagome sat in a corner of her room, her knees to her chest. If she was quiet, if she didn't move maybe it would go away. Her body still ached at his rough use of it. She didn't want to talk about it. It had taken hysterics to get the police, doctors, nurses and her family to stop asking. She wanted to forget. Maybe if she could forget it would not be real. 'Yes,' she thought, 'it didn't happen to me. It was some other Kagome.' She bit her lip holding back the sobs that threatened to overtake her again.
It wasn't suppose to be like that. Her first time was suppose to be beautiful. How she had fantasized about it. Inu Yasha taking her into his arms so gently. Gently brushing his lips against hers. Whispering his love to her. Not her hands tied roughly, a body covering hers, thrusting into her, ripping through her. She heard her own sobs as if from a distance.
Slowly anger began to overtake the sadness. Where had he been? Where was Inu Yasha? He had promised his protection. He swore he would always protect her. As quickly as it had risen, her anger fled. No it wasn't his fault. Even had he been in this time, she would have forbidden him to follow her to school. She would have used the rosary to extract his promise not to follow. How could she ever face him again? He would smell it on her, the scent of another man. Kikyou, the dead miko was something she would never be again, a virgin. He had stolen so much from her. That man in his ski mask. She shuddered with revulsion as her mind replayed his hands upon her. He stole everything from her. Her virginity, her optimism, and her hopes. What man would want her now? Inu Yasha had once told her, that a demon would never touch a woman that smelled of another man.
Everything she'd ever heard about girls who were raped ran through her mind. "The way they dress, they were asking for it." "Well if they were where they were suppose to be it wouldn't have happened." "She probably enjoyed it." "She wanted it to happen." The voices overlapped in her head. None of them were true. She had been in her school uniform. Where she was suppose to be. She had hated it. She never wanted it.
Questions raced through her mind. Would her friends shun her? Would they think her a slut? What about her friends in the past? Sango, might understand. Miroku could she face his advances? Shippo, what would the young kit think of her? Somehow she never questioned Kaede's understanding. That the elder miko would she knew.
Wincing she stood and walked gingerly to her desk. Instead of the usual school books and notebooks, there was now a manila folder and pill bottles. Opening the folder she took out the card on top. She looked at the card for a long moment, placing it back she closed the folder. Lifting one of the bottles she carefully read the instructions. She placed it back on the desk and lifted the second, giving it the same careful inspection. Keeping it in her hand she walked to the bathroom and got a glass of water. Returning to her room she sat on her bed. She opened the bottle and emptied it into her hand. She placed them in her mouth and drank the water swallowing them. This was best, she wouldn't be an embarrassment to the family this way, she thought laying down.
Kaiya softly opened the door to Kagome's room. "Kagome?" she questioned softly. Seeing the girl asleep on the bed she almost left until the empty pill bottle on the floor caught her eye. "Grandpa! Call for an ambulance!"
At the well house Inu Yasha had just landed at the top of the well with Sango when he heard the scream. Sango dropped from his back "Go!" She need not have bothered. As soon as her weight had left his back the hanyou was gone.
For those curious as to the title: Aburana means Rape.