Disclaimer-look on chapter one. I refuse to put it on every chapter, I see
no point. It's on it at the beginning of the story, I don't need it on
every single chapter. It's not like this is a different story or anything.
Wouldn't that be weird if you read a fanfiction that had been published
into a book and at the top of every chapter there was a disclaimer stating
that they didn't own those characters?
Ok I won't talk anymore. Sorry. I hit my head on the floor (read bottom of chapter to find out). Ok on with the story. Hope you like.
Chapter 2
Bloody SkidMarks
Midnight Blood
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'You run away from home on your mother's wishes, you end up getting $60 from your best friend then before you know it your in a car speeding down a highway in a race with someone at 95mph. You're surprised the cops haven't picked you up yet for speeding. By the way, there doesn't seem to be any such thing as cops on this road. The person who's driving the car is someone you just met that morning and you can't even trust to tell your history to.'
My heart was pounding while my mind fought with itself whether to tell this girl Sango, who I just met, my whole history that even my best friend, Ayumi, doesn't know. Or to leave her and everyone else connected to her in someway. Or to just leave it and wait until someone else found out by themselves.
My appearance on the outside was a normal teenage girl who has no worries in the world and is the most innocent any teenager is. They normal black hair and chocolate eyes. My emotions were locked under a mask that no one had looked past before and that I'd had up sense my father died. It held dark secrets that I hadn't told anyone, it held memories of my past that I hoped to carry with me in death.
I looked over toward Sango; her expression was that of determination. Determination to win or to prove herself in some way or another. She didn't hide her emotion like I hid mine behind the unbreakable mask.
I tried to act as if everything was normal but I could feel myself dissolving into nothing as everything I wanted to be or wanted to do ate away at me. My fear of what people would think was what was keeping me from showing my true colors. Instead I hid behind black and grays.
I looked in the side view mirror to see Miroku speeding behind us as we zigzagged in and out of the moving traffic around us. My eyes focused so they could see my reflection in the mirror. My eyes looked hallow and my face almost dead.
I could easily just tell Sango about my history and break the mask that kept me apart from everyone else and then live my life how I wanted to live it. Maybe I was afraid of what she might say, or maybe I was afraid to find my self, my true self.
I suddenly was pushed back into my seat when I felt a burst of speed. I looked over at Sango. The look of determination was stronger now. The scenery outside the window was changing rapidly. The side view mirror told me that Miroku was trying desperately to catch up to us but he was always sliding backward. The view that was closing in in front of us was not what I had expected. There was a car with a man leaning up against it. His arms were crossed over his chest and he had an easygoing look to him.
I looked over to see Miroku driving right by my window holding onto us. I let out a sigh of relief when we passed the man leaning up against the car. I got a glimpse of Sango, she looked worn out, and sweat was streaming down her face.
She slowly opened the car door and stepped out. I followed her hesitantly. The air outside was thick with pollution and hard to breathe at first. Sango walked over and grabbed my arm to pull me over toward the man that was now standing on his own.
"Who the hell is that?" he asked, his voice thick with anger and annoyance.
"What do you mean 'who the hell is that?'" I yelled in his face. "Why the hell do you care any ways? It's not like I'm going to stick around here long enough for you to even notice me." Our eyes locked as I screamed at him.
"Good, because you remind me of a wench." He yelled back at me. His voice holding unsurprising power.
I looked at him with anger burning in my eyes. "What the hell did you call me?" my voice full of ice.
"I didn't call YOU anything. I just said you LOOK like a wench." His voice was confident and challenging. My eyes scanned his face, they stopped on top of his head. Two dog-like ears were twitching with annoyance.
"Maybe you school look in the mirror. I heard CAT ears are all the fashion." A smirk showed on my face.
He looked over toward Sango I turned too. "Where the hell did you find this bitch?"
Sango had the same expression as I did, sly and confident. "The same place I found you." He shot an angry glare in our directions. The smirk on Sango's face never faltered.
He walked off toward a grinning Miroku. "What the hell are you smiling about?" I heard him say. Miroku tried to wipe the smile from his face but there was still a trace of it when I turned to Sango.
"I'm leaving." I said, her expression change dramatically.
"What do you mean?" her voice was startled.
"I can't stay with you." I looked over toward the guy, he gave me an annoyed look. "Not with him around. What would I do any ways?"
"Inuyasha isn't always this bad. You just got on his nerves that's all. You can race with us." She looked at me with pleading eyes. "We need you, Inuyasha's just too stubborn to admit it." I smiled a bit at that part but I shook my head.
"I can't. I just got here, I'm only 16 and I don't know where I want to go."
"At least you could stay with us until you found out." She was so persistent. I put my hands on her shoulders and looked her directly in the face.
"Sango listen to me. I don't belong with you, I don't have the passion nor the guts to race like you do." She looked hurt. I knew she wanted me to stay but I couldn't bring myself to stay there, not with that arrogant jerk.
I started to walk away and was surprised Sango didn't stop me. I looked back to her, her head was hung and the expression on her face was a hurt, lost look. I shook my head and turned around, I didn't plan on seeing them again.
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The streets where crowded with people bumping into others. I kept me head down and thinking where I would go now. My mind never stayed on one subject it always kept wondering to that arrogant jerk Inuyasha.
"That stupid bastard. Why won't he leave my mind?" I screamed. I looked around me when I realized I had yelled that out loud. I got a few stares directed toward me. I turned into the nearest coffee shop to get away from the frenzied crowd.
It was a small, quiet shop with not many people occupying it. I took a seat near a corner and rested my head on the palm of my hand.
The day had been so long, meeting Sango wasn't on my plan at all, planning to leave her just seemed to come out of nowhere, but how could I go back? Inuyasha, that jerk, thinks he's so high and mighty. Well sorry prince I'm not in your plans. Neither were you! I screamed in my head.
"Would you like to order now or wait?" I hadn't noticed that a waitress had walked up to my table.
"I'll have a white chocolate cappuccino." My voice seemed drawn of energy as I said that. She jotted it down on the paper, like she really needed to, and left.
I looked blankly at the table in front of me. Did I really hate Inuyasha that much that I had to hurt Sango and that pervert Miroku by leaving? I bet Inuyasha was plenty happy. I couldn't decide what to do. What would I do if I just lived out here? I would at least have someplace to stay with Sango and...shutters...Miroku.
My coffee came and I took a sip before I stood up and placed $5 on the table and walked outside. I looked in both directions before heading out into the mess of people. I walked out to the edge of the sidewalk and started walking the way I had come.
"Hey! Kagome!" I whipped my head around to see the owner of the voice that called my name.
"Miroku?" I said, a bit surprised to see HIM.
"Hi!" I started to walk over to him and he met me half way.
"What are you doing here?"
"I lost my car in the race so I had to walk home." He dropped his head at that.
"Oh, I remember. Where's Sango?" I was looking around a bit to see if I could see her car speed down the street.
"At her apartment by now."
"Oh." I was my turn to hang my head.
"What are you doing out here?" He asked me now.
"I was," I avoided eye contact. "looking for Sango. I was going to tell her something."
"Really?" He sounded so excited. "I can bring you to her place if you like." He gave me a perverted grin.
"Uh, yeah. That would be...nice." My voice was sticky as I chose my words.
The walk was quiet. I sort of felt bad for Miroku having lost his car, but I didn't mention anything. He tried to start up conversations but I dropped them quickly and he soon gave up. It seemed like forever until we walked up the stairs and knocked on Sango's door. It took awhile for her to answer it.
"Scram Miroku. I don't want to hear your pity stories. I won, you lost it's as fair as that. Get over it." Sango yelled through the door.
"Sango? It's me Kagome." I yelled. The door flung open when I mentioned my name. She looked at the two of us and pulled me in shutting the door in Miroku's face. "You're nice." I heard from the other side of the door.
Sango listened for awhile before she talked, maybe to hear if Miroku had left yet. "What are you doing here? I thought you said you didn't belong with the likes of us."
"Did I say that?" She nodded, I felt so bad. I had never meant to sound so cruel. "I'm sorry." My head hung.
"What do you have to be sorry about?" her voice was soft and comforting, like a mothers. I felt tears fight their way out of my eyes but I pushed them back.
"I was thinking and I realized why I really left." My voice was choking. "I never meant to leave you. I really meant to leave myself."
"What? What are you talking about Kagome?"
I tear won its way down my cheek. "My life before I met you was so messed up Sango. I was afraid that if I stayed with anyone that I would get too close. I didn't want to say good-bye to anyone else. I've already said good- bye to one life, I don't want to do that again." Her arms wrapped themselves around me and held me in a gentle embrace.
"It's ok Kagome. You're not going anywhere. I promise." Her words where like thorns but also like velvet at the same time. The thought of leaving the life I had known before forever and accepting this one with them was hard, but she 'promised' something to me. How could she promise me anything when she doesn't know anything about me? I let the thoughts wash out of my head, I was too tired to want to think about them and they were too hard to think about.
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(Would you guys kill me if I stopped right here? * looks around nervously * never mind. I don't want to find out.)
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Light flooded through my eyes lids the next morning. I slowly opened them to see a foreign place bestowed in front of me. I sat upright leaning on my right arm looking around the new surrounding.
A girl walked in from the door to my left. "You're up." I nodded still confused on where I had woken.
"Where am I?" I asked as if I was a small child saying the saying the sentence for the first time.
"At my place." My vision blurred then corrected itself on the person in front of me.
Sango. That was the girl's name. My mind fought desperately to figure out what had happened the night before, but I gave up after awhile figuring I shouldn't remember. It was all in the past and I didn't want to be there, I wanted to be here.
I looked around again. This wasn't such a bad place, Sango kept it looking...ok. I nodded my approval of the place and started to stand up.
"Want me to show you around?" her voice portrayed her happiness at the thought of showing me her house.
"Yeah." She grabbed my arm and started pulling me through rooms and telling me everything about them. When we got to the last room she turned to me. "Do you want some breakfast?"
I thought for awhile not really sure what I wanted. "Yeah."
She led me outside and to her car. It was the same black car as the one I had ridden in before. I got in and closed the door.
~*--*~
"Here try these on." Sango shoved an arm full of clothes into me.
"What kind of clothes are these?" I asked after I looked at the dark, heavy clothes in my arms.
"Normal."
"Your definition of normal is..."
"Those. Hurry up and try them on. I want to see what you look like." She started shooing me off into a changing stall.
"Right."
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(Ok, 5 pages. Yay. So? What did you guys think? I'll try to update every week. Look at the word 'try' though. I can't promise anything. I fainted and hit my head on the floor at school. I'm not that great by the computer typing. Well, please review. Thanks for reading.)
Ok I won't talk anymore. Sorry. I hit my head on the floor (read bottom of chapter to find out). Ok on with the story. Hope you like.
Chapter 2
Bloody SkidMarks
Midnight Blood
~*--*~
'You run away from home on your mother's wishes, you end up getting $60 from your best friend then before you know it your in a car speeding down a highway in a race with someone at 95mph. You're surprised the cops haven't picked you up yet for speeding. By the way, there doesn't seem to be any such thing as cops on this road. The person who's driving the car is someone you just met that morning and you can't even trust to tell your history to.'
My heart was pounding while my mind fought with itself whether to tell this girl Sango, who I just met, my whole history that even my best friend, Ayumi, doesn't know. Or to leave her and everyone else connected to her in someway. Or to just leave it and wait until someone else found out by themselves.
My appearance on the outside was a normal teenage girl who has no worries in the world and is the most innocent any teenager is. They normal black hair and chocolate eyes. My emotions were locked under a mask that no one had looked past before and that I'd had up sense my father died. It held dark secrets that I hadn't told anyone, it held memories of my past that I hoped to carry with me in death.
I looked over toward Sango; her expression was that of determination. Determination to win or to prove herself in some way or another. She didn't hide her emotion like I hid mine behind the unbreakable mask.
I tried to act as if everything was normal but I could feel myself dissolving into nothing as everything I wanted to be or wanted to do ate away at me. My fear of what people would think was what was keeping me from showing my true colors. Instead I hid behind black and grays.
I looked in the side view mirror to see Miroku speeding behind us as we zigzagged in and out of the moving traffic around us. My eyes focused so they could see my reflection in the mirror. My eyes looked hallow and my face almost dead.
I could easily just tell Sango about my history and break the mask that kept me apart from everyone else and then live my life how I wanted to live it. Maybe I was afraid of what she might say, or maybe I was afraid to find my self, my true self.
I suddenly was pushed back into my seat when I felt a burst of speed. I looked over at Sango. The look of determination was stronger now. The scenery outside the window was changing rapidly. The side view mirror told me that Miroku was trying desperately to catch up to us but he was always sliding backward. The view that was closing in in front of us was not what I had expected. There was a car with a man leaning up against it. His arms were crossed over his chest and he had an easygoing look to him.
I looked over to see Miroku driving right by my window holding onto us. I let out a sigh of relief when we passed the man leaning up against the car. I got a glimpse of Sango, she looked worn out, and sweat was streaming down her face.
She slowly opened the car door and stepped out. I followed her hesitantly. The air outside was thick with pollution and hard to breathe at first. Sango walked over and grabbed my arm to pull me over toward the man that was now standing on his own.
"Who the hell is that?" he asked, his voice thick with anger and annoyance.
"What do you mean 'who the hell is that?'" I yelled in his face. "Why the hell do you care any ways? It's not like I'm going to stick around here long enough for you to even notice me." Our eyes locked as I screamed at him.
"Good, because you remind me of a wench." He yelled back at me. His voice holding unsurprising power.
I looked at him with anger burning in my eyes. "What the hell did you call me?" my voice full of ice.
"I didn't call YOU anything. I just said you LOOK like a wench." His voice was confident and challenging. My eyes scanned his face, they stopped on top of his head. Two dog-like ears were twitching with annoyance.
"Maybe you school look in the mirror. I heard CAT ears are all the fashion." A smirk showed on my face.
He looked over toward Sango I turned too. "Where the hell did you find this bitch?"
Sango had the same expression as I did, sly and confident. "The same place I found you." He shot an angry glare in our directions. The smirk on Sango's face never faltered.
He walked off toward a grinning Miroku. "What the hell are you smiling about?" I heard him say. Miroku tried to wipe the smile from his face but there was still a trace of it when I turned to Sango.
"I'm leaving." I said, her expression change dramatically.
"What do you mean?" her voice was startled.
"I can't stay with you." I looked over toward the guy, he gave me an annoyed look. "Not with him around. What would I do any ways?"
"Inuyasha isn't always this bad. You just got on his nerves that's all. You can race with us." She looked at me with pleading eyes. "We need you, Inuyasha's just too stubborn to admit it." I smiled a bit at that part but I shook my head.
"I can't. I just got here, I'm only 16 and I don't know where I want to go."
"At least you could stay with us until you found out." She was so persistent. I put my hands on her shoulders and looked her directly in the face.
"Sango listen to me. I don't belong with you, I don't have the passion nor the guts to race like you do." She looked hurt. I knew she wanted me to stay but I couldn't bring myself to stay there, not with that arrogant jerk.
I started to walk away and was surprised Sango didn't stop me. I looked back to her, her head was hung and the expression on her face was a hurt, lost look. I shook my head and turned around, I didn't plan on seeing them again.
~*--*~
The streets where crowded with people bumping into others. I kept me head down and thinking where I would go now. My mind never stayed on one subject it always kept wondering to that arrogant jerk Inuyasha.
"That stupid bastard. Why won't he leave my mind?" I screamed. I looked around me when I realized I had yelled that out loud. I got a few stares directed toward me. I turned into the nearest coffee shop to get away from the frenzied crowd.
It was a small, quiet shop with not many people occupying it. I took a seat near a corner and rested my head on the palm of my hand.
The day had been so long, meeting Sango wasn't on my plan at all, planning to leave her just seemed to come out of nowhere, but how could I go back? Inuyasha, that jerk, thinks he's so high and mighty. Well sorry prince I'm not in your plans. Neither were you! I screamed in my head.
"Would you like to order now or wait?" I hadn't noticed that a waitress had walked up to my table.
"I'll have a white chocolate cappuccino." My voice seemed drawn of energy as I said that. She jotted it down on the paper, like she really needed to, and left.
I looked blankly at the table in front of me. Did I really hate Inuyasha that much that I had to hurt Sango and that pervert Miroku by leaving? I bet Inuyasha was plenty happy. I couldn't decide what to do. What would I do if I just lived out here? I would at least have someplace to stay with Sango and...shutters...Miroku.
My coffee came and I took a sip before I stood up and placed $5 on the table and walked outside. I looked in both directions before heading out into the mess of people. I walked out to the edge of the sidewalk and started walking the way I had come.
"Hey! Kagome!" I whipped my head around to see the owner of the voice that called my name.
"Miroku?" I said, a bit surprised to see HIM.
"Hi!" I started to walk over to him and he met me half way.
"What are you doing here?"
"I lost my car in the race so I had to walk home." He dropped his head at that.
"Oh, I remember. Where's Sango?" I was looking around a bit to see if I could see her car speed down the street.
"At her apartment by now."
"Oh." I was my turn to hang my head.
"What are you doing out here?" He asked me now.
"I was," I avoided eye contact. "looking for Sango. I was going to tell her something."
"Really?" He sounded so excited. "I can bring you to her place if you like." He gave me a perverted grin.
"Uh, yeah. That would be...nice." My voice was sticky as I chose my words.
The walk was quiet. I sort of felt bad for Miroku having lost his car, but I didn't mention anything. He tried to start up conversations but I dropped them quickly and he soon gave up. It seemed like forever until we walked up the stairs and knocked on Sango's door. It took awhile for her to answer it.
"Scram Miroku. I don't want to hear your pity stories. I won, you lost it's as fair as that. Get over it." Sango yelled through the door.
"Sango? It's me Kagome." I yelled. The door flung open when I mentioned my name. She looked at the two of us and pulled me in shutting the door in Miroku's face. "You're nice." I heard from the other side of the door.
Sango listened for awhile before she talked, maybe to hear if Miroku had left yet. "What are you doing here? I thought you said you didn't belong with the likes of us."
"Did I say that?" She nodded, I felt so bad. I had never meant to sound so cruel. "I'm sorry." My head hung.
"What do you have to be sorry about?" her voice was soft and comforting, like a mothers. I felt tears fight their way out of my eyes but I pushed them back.
"I was thinking and I realized why I really left." My voice was choking. "I never meant to leave you. I really meant to leave myself."
"What? What are you talking about Kagome?"
I tear won its way down my cheek. "My life before I met you was so messed up Sango. I was afraid that if I stayed with anyone that I would get too close. I didn't want to say good-bye to anyone else. I've already said good- bye to one life, I don't want to do that again." Her arms wrapped themselves around me and held me in a gentle embrace.
"It's ok Kagome. You're not going anywhere. I promise." Her words where like thorns but also like velvet at the same time. The thought of leaving the life I had known before forever and accepting this one with them was hard, but she 'promised' something to me. How could she promise me anything when she doesn't know anything about me? I let the thoughts wash out of my head, I was too tired to want to think about them and they were too hard to think about.
~*--*~
(Would you guys kill me if I stopped right here? * looks around nervously * never mind. I don't want to find out.)
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Light flooded through my eyes lids the next morning. I slowly opened them to see a foreign place bestowed in front of me. I sat upright leaning on my right arm looking around the new surrounding.
A girl walked in from the door to my left. "You're up." I nodded still confused on where I had woken.
"Where am I?" I asked as if I was a small child saying the saying the sentence for the first time.
"At my place." My vision blurred then corrected itself on the person in front of me.
Sango. That was the girl's name. My mind fought desperately to figure out what had happened the night before, but I gave up after awhile figuring I shouldn't remember. It was all in the past and I didn't want to be there, I wanted to be here.
I looked around again. This wasn't such a bad place, Sango kept it looking...ok. I nodded my approval of the place and started to stand up.
"Want me to show you around?" her voice portrayed her happiness at the thought of showing me her house.
"Yeah." She grabbed my arm and started pulling me through rooms and telling me everything about them. When we got to the last room she turned to me. "Do you want some breakfast?"
I thought for awhile not really sure what I wanted. "Yeah."
She led me outside and to her car. It was the same black car as the one I had ridden in before. I got in and closed the door.
~*--*~
"Here try these on." Sango shoved an arm full of clothes into me.
"What kind of clothes are these?" I asked after I looked at the dark, heavy clothes in my arms.
"Normal."
"Your definition of normal is..."
"Those. Hurry up and try them on. I want to see what you look like." She started shooing me off into a changing stall.
"Right."
~*--*~
(Ok, 5 pages. Yay. So? What did you guys think? I'll try to update every week. Look at the word 'try' though. I can't promise anything. I fainted and hit my head on the floor at school. I'm not that great by the computer typing. Well, please review. Thanks for reading.)