They don't belong to me
(~*~*~) Flashback
(***) Scene Change
Twist Of Fate
By Hika-chan
Chapter One: As You Were
Kagome made her way numbly and silently to the well. After they burried him she said a last goodbye and started walking. She hadn't stopped either and now she was almost to the clearing where the well sat in mocking silence. She stopped before it placing a hand on it's wooden edge. She closed her eyes slowly took in a deep breath then jumped into the well without so much as a word.
"Do you think she'll come back?" Shippo asked worry evident in his voice.
"She has the Shikon no Tama," Miroku stated, "She can if she wants to... we simply need to give her some time."
"I hope she returns," Sango whispered, "At least to say goodbye."
The last and oldest of them remained silent simply staring at where the young miko had once stood. The others reluctantly headed back towards he village. He stood there wondering how things had happened the way they did. Fortunately he was not foolish enough to try to stop her this time. He walked over to the well where she had stood and looked into it, placing his hand where hers had previously rested. "Please return Kagome," Inu Yasha whispered, "You're my best friend... I never could have made it this far without you. I'm sorry I never told you that. At least return so I can tell you that."
***
Souta had learned to identify the energy of the well by now and was happy that Kagome had finally returned. It had been a month since she left and they had been worried. "Oneechan you're ba-" Souta stopped abrubtly upon seeing his sister's face. She looked utterly destroyed and tortured. She didn't even say hello as she walked straight pass him and into the house. As much as he hated to even think it she looked worse now than that time a little over a month ago from that incident before she went back. He couldn't stand the fact that she had been hurt, and he hadn't been able to do anything about it either. And it happened only a few weeks after her 17th birthday. He closed his eyes tight as he remembered when he went to visit his sister in the hospital, neither her nor their mother knew he was listening just outside the door.
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"Mama..." his sister sounded like she was crying. Souta had not entered the room at first because one look at his battered sister nearly broke his heart. The black eye and busted lip were the most obvious but he had also been able to catch sight of a few bruises on her arms as well.
"Shh... honey it'll be alright Kagome-chan. Don't worry."
"Mama, Inu Yasha should be coming tomorrow, please tell him I'm sick or something. Please don't tell him what happened, him or Souta." She cried desperately, "I don't want them to know that... that... that I was...." She started crying again sobbing horribly.
He peeked in the room in time to see his mother embrace Kagome. "Shhh... don't worry baby, it'll be ok.. I swear." She was crying too, he could tell. "Don't worry I'll take care of Inu Yasha." She tried to smile, "How much time do you need? I'll put the fear of mother in him."
The barest of laughs escaped Kagome's lips, "Two weeks?"
"Are you sure that's all you need?" she asked, "Two weeks should be easy to scare out of him."
"Thank you mama...I'm..." she broke down again then, crying into their mother's chest. leaning against the wall by the door the twelve year old boy's fists clenched around the flowers in his hand, the thorns of the roses he insisted getting cutting into his skin.
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Souta shut his eyes and shook his head. It couldn't have happened again could it? No. Inu Yasha would have saved her from anyone who would dare try harm her in anyway, he was sure of it. He looked longingly back into the house. They still didn't know he knew what had really happened to her. But what could have happened this time? Aside from some blood on her shirt which didn't seem to be hers since she was walking ok... Could it be!? He thought suddenly fear racing through his young heart, Did someone die? Did Inu Yasha- No! Inu Yasha can't die! "I'll ask her in the morning." he decided, if something like that really did happen, he was willing to give her sometime to deal with it.
***
Kagome sat on the center of her bed crosslegged staring blankly at one of her hands, or more acurately her wrist. She gently fingered the two inch scar that ran down her arm, breifly recalling her time of weakness which resulted in a quick return to the hospital. For a split second she debated an encore of that gruesome performance. Her eyes teared suddenly and violently as she rammed her fist into the wall. She couldn't do it, he wouldn't want her too. She couldn't help but remember that portion of his last words, "Be strong like I know you are." She curled over into a ball sobs racking her body, "But I'm not that strong," she cried hoarsly, "Not anymore.. not without you." The tears fell even after she slept.
***
When she awoke it was morning. She blinked as she sat up under the covers, dressed in her pajamas. She smiled bitterly Mom must have changed me and tucked me in. She looked around her room slowly, for some reason something felt... off. And for that would prove as a distraction for now. Suddenly she remembered the jewel, surprised to not find it around her neck she immediately jumped over to her desk suddenly wincing at a pain in her side. Her eyes widened, she lifted her shirt seeing the bandaged wound in her side, not far from where the Shikon no Tama had been torn. My stab wound? but that healed weeks ago! She went to her desk and opened the drawer she used to keep her shards and sure enough there the were.. the shards. What happened to the jewel? We restored it!? "Wh.. where is it! I can't believe this! He can't have died for nothing!" She slammed her fist on the desk once again to cause another pain to echo, this time in her wrist. "N.. nani?" She held up her hands and stared blankly at her bandaged wrists. "Wha.. what happened?" She gulped and looked around her room trying to determine if it looked this way when she had gone to sleep. It wasn't, the comforter was completely different, she remember the day before she left last time her mother had brought her a new one. The day before...
"It can't be!" She threw open her door and rushed down stairs "Mama! Mom!"
"Kagome what is it?" The older woman asked frantically catching her daughter as a spell of dizzyness hit her. "What is it what's wrong."
"What's today's date?"
Her mother's brow creased in confusion, "It's the 20th of April." Kagome reeled back suddenly bracing herself on the doorframe. "Kagome! Kagome what's wrong." She stared down at the floor her breathing fast, How can it be? It's the day before I went back the day before he.. we- She jumped up suddenly a smile spreading across her face. That means he's alive! "Goodness Kagome are you alright?"
"EH?" She blushed and took hold of her mother, "I'm sorry mama, I didn't mean to scare you."
Her mother put a hand to her head, "Are you alright dear, you seem a little... happy considering what happened last week."
"Last week?" Ohh that's right... she looked down, her wrists. "I'm sorry for that to. Mom I need to tell you something."
She gazed at her daughter, somewhat concerned, "Why don't I fix a little something first, do you feel up to eating?"
She nodded, "sure..."
A small simple brunch later Kagome brought the conversation back to the situation at hand. "Mom when I go tomorrow I don't want you to worry about me too much."
"What?"
"Either I had a dream or it really happened and I got sent back to today again, but I might not be able to return home for a month. I'll be a little 'stuck', but I won't be in danger I promise you." I just hope what happened before doesn't happen again.
Her mother smiled at her and went to sit down in the chair beside her putting an arm around her daughter. "Thank you for telling me. I wasn't going to tell you but since you're going to be gone so long the police called this morning."
"Eh? why?"
"Well they found a body a few days ago, and they think... they think it was the man that... attacked you, they want you to identify him." Kagome gulped, a body? She really didn't want to... "And who knows maybe they've also found out who saved you."
"Saved me?" That didn't sound right.
"Don't you remember Kagome-chan? They said a young man brought you into the hospital, they said he looked very concerned but he left right afterwards."
That was strange she had a vague recollection of walking a good distance after being out for who knows how long. Then woman called her a cab and the woman and the cabbie took her the rest of the way. She thought the cabbie was old. In an instant new memories flashed through her mind, much more fuzzy but someone was holding her she remembered now.. kinda. She put a hand to her head That... that's not how I remembered it before.
"Kagome are you alright."
She nodded unsurely, "Yeah, yeah I'll be ok... let's go to the station."
"No, you need to rest, I'll call them and have them bring a picture ok?"
Kagome nodded again, "I'm gonna go take a bath."
***
"When's Kagome coming back!?" Shippo wailed.
"Will you be quiet!" Inu Yasha snapped, "Her mom said she would be back tomorrow."
"She's never been gone so long without you going to drag her back. What happened?"
"Nothing..." the irritated hanyou grumbled.
"Sango's right," Miroku started, "What's up?"
"Her mom said she was away visiting her uncle or somethin'."
"For two weeks?"
Inu Yasha scratched the back of his head, "Well she did kinda hint that if I didn't give her some time to make up her school work she wouldn't let me take her back."
Shippo blinked, "How would she do that?"
"I dunno but have you every seen Kagome's 'scary face?'" the hanyou asked. Shippo and Miroku nodded, Sango didn't seem to understand the referance. "Well her mother's is MUCH scarier. And she said something about sticking me to the tree again..."
***
Kagome froze, staring at the picture of a dead man. He couldn't hurt her or anyone anymore. But still seeing the picture, seeing his face again even after a month and a half, by her point of view anyway, brought back the memories of that horrible event. She stared at the grinning face as he held the little numbered sign infront of a wall marked for measuring his height. Apparently he had been arrested on prior charges but by the look on his face he knew he would get away with it. "Kagome-san?" The detective prompted cautiously.
She closed her eyes and let the picture drop to the table, she bit her lip and nodded, "Un.. that's him."
"If I may ask," Her mother began, "How did he die?"
"We assume he was killed by Yakuza or some other organization." Detective Hikawa answered.
"Why do you say that?"
"Due to the brutal manner in which he was killed. It seems he was forced to inhale a corrosive gas or acid, melted his lungs and even some of his face. It was an ugly sight, not that he was much better looking to begin with."
"How horrible!"
"He deserved it," Kagome muttered darkly.
"Kagome!"
"I... I'm sorry mama... it's just that-" She stopped as a hand landed on her shoulder.
"It's alright Kagome... I know it's been hard for you lately. Why don't you go pack?"
"Un." She squeezed her mom's hand then went upstairs.
The detective leaned forward, "May I ask where she's going?"
"Hmm? Oh just camping with some friends."
"She's up to that?"
Mrs. Higurashi smiled, "My Kagome is a couragous girl. Besides she won't be alone, and her friends miss her as much as she misses them."
"I see, well Thank you for your time Higurashi-san." He stood.
"Detective."
"Hai?"
"Did you find out who brought Kagome into the hospital?"
"No, why?"
"I would like to thank him if you ever find him."
Hikawa smiled, "I will rememeber that." He began to walk out again only to stop at the door, "It is no wonder that Kagome-san is a good girl, Higurashi-san." He placed his sunglasses on and went outside closing the door behind him. She smiled then sighed, heading up stairs to have a talk with her daughter.
"Kagome are you alright?"
"Yeah why?"
"Kagome, your whole life you've never been one to condem others. What you said out there Kagome... it wasn't you."
The teen paused putting the shirt in her hands on the bed as opposed to in the bag for now. "You know what he did to me Mom, and I probably wasn't the only one." She thought back on something Kaede told her when she first arrived in Sengoku Jidai. "There are some men that are just as bad as youkai, maybe even some that are worse. The world is better off without them."
"Kagome, that's not like you."
"It wasn't like me. You don't really know what I went through mama. These past weeks... they've changed me." She smiled bitterly, "But not too much." She turned and look to he mother, "Who knows maybe I'll be ok in the end. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger ne?" They stood in silence for a short while before Kagome grabbed a piece of paper from her desk. "You are going shopping today right?" Her mother nodded, Kagome handed her a list a small smile growing on her face. "Could you pick up some stuff for the others for me? It's been two weeks after all I should get them something as compensation for not being in my glorious company."
Her mother smiled at the joke, "Not a problem, I'll be back soon."
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Ohh mysteries abound.
I assuming you can guess what happened to Kagome and who "he" is. And yes Kagome is the only one with memories of the past/future events. For everyone else it's the first time around.
(~*~*~) Flashback
(***) Scene Change
By Hika-chan
Chapter One: As You Were
Kagome made her way numbly and silently to the well. After they burried him she said a last goodbye and started walking. She hadn't stopped either and now she was almost to the clearing where the well sat in mocking silence. She stopped before it placing a hand on it's wooden edge. She closed her eyes slowly took in a deep breath then jumped into the well without so much as a word.
"Do you think she'll come back?" Shippo asked worry evident in his voice.
"She has the Shikon no Tama," Miroku stated, "She can if she wants to... we simply need to give her some time."
"I hope she returns," Sango whispered, "At least to say goodbye."
The last and oldest of them remained silent simply staring at where the young miko had once stood. The others reluctantly headed back towards he village. He stood there wondering how things had happened the way they did. Fortunately he was not foolish enough to try to stop her this time. He walked over to the well where she had stood and looked into it, placing his hand where hers had previously rested. "Please return Kagome," Inu Yasha whispered, "You're my best friend... I never could have made it this far without you. I'm sorry I never told you that. At least return so I can tell you that."
"Shh... honey it'll be alright Kagome-chan. Don't worry."
"Mama, Inu Yasha should be coming tomorrow, please tell him I'm sick or something. Please don't tell him what happened, him or Souta." She cried desperately, "I don't want them to know that... that... that I was...." She started crying again sobbing horribly.
He peeked in the room in time to see his mother embrace Kagome. "Shhh... don't worry baby, it'll be ok.. I swear." She was crying too, he could tell. "Don't worry I'll take care of Inu Yasha." She tried to smile, "How much time do you need? I'll put the fear of mother in him."
The barest of laughs escaped Kagome's lips, "Two weeks?"
"Are you sure that's all you need?" she asked, "Two weeks should be easy to scare out of him."
"Thank you mama...I'm..." she broke down again then, crying into their mother's chest. leaning against the wall by the door the twelve year old boy's fists clenched around the flowers in his hand, the thorns of the roses he insisted getting cutting into his skin.
"It can't be!" She threw open her door and rushed down stairs "Mama! Mom!"
"Kagome what is it?" The older woman asked frantically catching her daughter as a spell of dizzyness hit her. "What is it what's wrong."
"What's today's date?"
Her mother's brow creased in confusion, "It's the 20th of April." Kagome reeled back suddenly bracing herself on the doorframe. "Kagome! Kagome what's wrong." She stared down at the floor her breathing fast, How can it be? It's the day before I went back the day before he.. we- She jumped up suddenly a smile spreading across her face. That means he's alive! "Goodness Kagome are you alright?"
"EH?" She blushed and took hold of her mother, "I'm sorry mama, I didn't mean to scare you."
Her mother put a hand to her head, "Are you alright dear, you seem a little... happy considering what happened last week."
"Last week?" Ohh that's right... she looked down, her wrists. "I'm sorry for that to. Mom I need to tell you something."
She gazed at her daughter, somewhat concerned, "Why don't I fix a little something first, do you feel up to eating?"
She nodded, "sure..."
A small simple brunch later Kagome brought the conversation back to the situation at hand. "Mom when I go tomorrow I don't want you to worry about me too much."
"What?"
"Either I had a dream or it really happened and I got sent back to today again, but I might not be able to return home for a month. I'll be a little 'stuck', but I won't be in danger I promise you." I just hope what happened before doesn't happen again.
Her mother smiled at her and went to sit down in the chair beside her putting an arm around her daughter. "Thank you for telling me. I wasn't going to tell you but since you're going to be gone so long the police called this morning."
"Eh? why?"
"Well they found a body a few days ago, and they think... they think it was the man that... attacked you, they want you to identify him." Kagome gulped, a body? She really didn't want to... "And who knows maybe they've also found out who saved you."
"Saved me?" That didn't sound right.
"Don't you remember Kagome-chan? They said a young man brought you into the hospital, they said he looked very concerned but he left right afterwards."
That was strange she had a vague recollection of walking a good distance after being out for who knows how long. Then woman called her a cab and the woman and the cabbie took her the rest of the way. She thought the cabbie was old. In an instant new memories flashed through her mind, much more fuzzy but someone was holding her she remembered now.. kinda. She put a hand to her head That... that's not how I remembered it before.
"Kagome are you alright."
She nodded unsurely, "Yeah, yeah I'll be ok... let's go to the station."
"No, you need to rest, I'll call them and have them bring a picture ok?"
Kagome nodded again, "I'm gonna go take a bath."
"Will you be quiet!" Inu Yasha snapped, "Her mom said she would be back tomorrow."
"She's never been gone so long without you going to drag her back. What happened?"
"Nothing..." the irritated hanyou grumbled.
"Sango's right," Miroku started, "What's up?"
"Her mom said she was away visiting her uncle or somethin'."
"For two weeks?"
Inu Yasha scratched the back of his head, "Well she did kinda hint that if I didn't give her some time to make up her school work she wouldn't let me take her back."
Shippo blinked, "How would she do that?"
"I dunno but have you every seen Kagome's 'scary face?'" the hanyou asked. Shippo and Miroku nodded, Sango didn't seem to understand the referance. "Well her mother's is MUCH scarier. And she said something about sticking me to the tree again..."
She closed her eyes and let the picture drop to the table, she bit her lip and nodded, "Un.. that's him."
"If I may ask," Her mother began, "How did he die?"
"We assume he was killed by Yakuza or some other organization." Detective Hikawa answered.
"Why do you say that?"
"Due to the brutal manner in which he was killed. It seems he was forced to inhale a corrosive gas or acid, melted his lungs and even some of his face. It was an ugly sight, not that he was much better looking to begin with."
"How horrible!"
"He deserved it," Kagome muttered darkly.
"Kagome!"
"I... I'm sorry mama... it's just that-" She stopped as a hand landed on her shoulder.
"It's alright Kagome... I know it's been hard for you lately. Why don't you go pack?"
"Un." She squeezed her mom's hand then went upstairs.
The detective leaned forward, "May I ask where she's going?"
"Hmm? Oh just camping with some friends."
"She's up to that?"
Mrs. Higurashi smiled, "My Kagome is a couragous girl. Besides she won't be alone, and her friends miss her as much as she misses them."
"I see, well Thank you for your time Higurashi-san." He stood.
"Detective."
"Hai?"
"Did you find out who brought Kagome into the hospital?"
"No, why?"
"I would like to thank him if you ever find him."
Hikawa smiled, "I will rememeber that." He began to walk out again only to stop at the door, "It is no wonder that Kagome-san is a good girl, Higurashi-san." He placed his sunglasses on and went outside closing the door behind him. She smiled then sighed, heading up stairs to have a talk with her daughter.
"Kagome are you alright?"
"Yeah why?"
"Kagome, your whole life you've never been one to condem others. What you said out there Kagome... it wasn't you."
The teen paused putting the shirt in her hands on the bed as opposed to in the bag for now. "You know what he did to me Mom, and I probably wasn't the only one." She thought back on something Kaede told her when she first arrived in Sengoku Jidai. "There are some men that are just as bad as youkai, maybe even some that are worse. The world is better off without them."
"Kagome, that's not like you."
"It wasn't like me. You don't really know what I went through mama. These past weeks... they've changed me." She smiled bitterly, "But not too much." She turned and look to he mother, "Who knows maybe I'll be ok in the end. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger ne?" They stood in silence for a short while before Kagome grabbed a piece of paper from her desk. "You are going shopping today right?" Her mother nodded, Kagome handed her a list a small smile growing on her face. "Could you pick up some stuff for the others for me? It's been two weeks after all I should get them something as compensation for not being in my glorious company."
Her mother smiled at the joke, "Not a problem, I'll be back soon."
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Ohh mysteries abound.
I assuming you can guess what happened to Kagome and who "he" is. And yes Kagome is the only one with memories of the past/future events. For everyone else it's the first time around.