How I long for amber eyes...
And see empty gray orbs instead...
Sorrow? Vengeance? Confusion?
I see everything, inside the eyes that seek to kill me.
Kagome's senses slowly came into focus, but her eyelids were heavy and remained shut. As her hearing slowly developed along with her consciousness she could hear voices. Unfortunately, her mind was not awake enough to perceive what their words meant.
"Yeah, yeah, we got her. Put up a fight though. So...how 'bout the other end of the bargain? Does Saturday night at seven sound good?"
It seemed to be a one-sided phone conversation. Another male voice piped up, scolding his partner.
"Hey, don't go setting up dates without me! If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have gotten her, so I get some of the reward too!"
"Shut up, you ass! Sorry about that, I kind of brought my friend along with me on the chase...do you think he could get a date too?"
Kagome's eyes slowly opened. Unfocused and blurred, she saw a swirl of dark colors. Blinking lethargically, her vision sharpened ever so slightly. A figure sat at a table, leaned back in his chair. The other stood holding a phone to his ear and talking energetically.
"He can't? I understand." The other male sitting the chair stood up so fiercely, his chair drew back several inches.
"What?" he demanded. He dived for his partner and they tumbled to the floor, in a vicious grapple, all the while hissing curses. A loud clack was heard and the phone was broken.
Kagome angled her head so that she could analyze her surroundings. It seemed like a broken down place. Paint peeled from the walls and the only furniture was the table and two chairs. The smell of smoke suffocated her lungs, but she hadn't the effort to grimace.
She herself was in quite a predicament. Letting her head drop, she saw that she was restrained to a chair by her hands and feet. Her mouth was left unbound.
The shouts of foul curses filled Kagome's ears painfully as the two criminals broke from their fight. The battle had turned from punches to insults.
"You freaking A!! You just broke the cell!! Now how the hell are we supposed to get that date with the hot chick?"
"You mean how the hell are YOU gonna get that date! I wasn't counted, was I?"
The curses stopped shortly, to Kagome's relief, as the sound of a small bell rang. They both slowly crowded around the door and opened it.
"Hello," a low and seductive voice greeted. "I found the location of your apartment room by tracing the call. Is she here?"
Kagome knew this voice.
"Oh, hey! You found the place! Hehe, come right in. This is just a temporary hideout for us so that no one gets suspicious," stammered one of the boys, obviously caught off guard by the sudden visit.
The two sheepishly bruised criminals stepped aside for the young woman. She was tall, slender, and her clothes were not modest, but did not suggest prostitution either. Pale bare skin displayed itself at her shoulders and neck and shone brightly on her face. Thin, dark eyebrows arched over darkly outlined misty gray eyes. Her full deep red lips curved into a fraction of a smile.
It was none other than her.
Kagome was speechless.
As the girl ambled toward Kagome, Kagome could feel a foreboding feeling growing in her gut. The woman bent down, so that they were now face to face.
"Who...are you?" Kagome whispered. The blood red lips smirked.
"I almost forgot. The first time we met, I didn't give a proper introduction," The grinned an empty grin, the kind of grin with no warm feelings behind it. It was a cold and ruthless grin.
"I was called Kikyou a long time ago. It might as well be what you'll call me from now on. I'm 19 years old, a far cry from the 15 you are, right Kagome?"
Kagome kept silent. What was her purpose?
Kagome suddenly looked behind Kikyou's face, at the noise of shuffling feet.
"Um, hey Kikyou. What do you want with this girl anyway? We got her for you so...what about the date?"
Kikyou frowned without turning her head at all. Letting out an annoyed sigh, she stood up to face the two confused boys.
"Would you two kindly step out for a moment please? I need to talk to this girl." It was more like a subtle order than a polite question. The boys backed out the room silently and closed the door; all the while wearing puzzled looks on their faces.
Kikyou gave out another sigh. "Men..." she muttered. It sounded more hateful than humorous. She twirled around to face Kagome, the cocky smirk once again adorned on her lips.
"But every woman loves a man, correct?" she said, circling the perimeter of the small room. She stopped at the corner.
"Some women..." she paused, "love the same man."
She tilted her head to that her profile could be seen. "But only one will live happily ever after..."
She shifted her stormy eyes back to her captive, with an unreadable expression.
"The other will experience hell."
Kagome let her words bounce off her head. 'There's something wrong with this girl,' she thought, 'she's got to be crazy'. And yet, that didn't stop the chill from brushing her spine when Kikyou gave her that icy gray-colored stare.
"You must think I'm out of my mind," she chuckled, as she turned her head away. "Maybe you're right. Maybe I am insane. And maybe you're wrong and you're the one who's crazy."
She gave a small humph, and sat down in one of the empty chairs and leaned back.
"I've been watching you for a while, Higurashi Kagome. You're a freshman, 15 years old, black hair, fair skin, hazel eyes, and a reserved personality. Rumors spread throughout the school after Inu Yasha saved you, you might not have noticed. Kouga was also dragged into the picture, adding even more scandalous gossip. You're not loved by your peers, Kagome." Kikyou gave another one of her notorious empty smiles.
Kagome remained silent, unsure and uncertain. Kikyou grinned and continued.
"You don't seems like someone who attracts the attentions of others, and yet you do, in a mysterious way. Only before Inu Yasha came, that attention was always negative."
Suddenly, her tone became hostile. "I don't have to look to see you blush every time you look at him. There are some things that you don't know, some things you're not meant to know." Kikyou was now glaring at Kagome, her eyes fierce and lips firm.
"I'm telling you now, Inu Yasha doesn't need you."
Kagome almost laughed. Did Kikyou think she was scaring her? It was like Kikyou just assumed that Kagome loved Inu Yasha. She didn't love him! She didn't need him! So why should she care?
Kikyou glanced wide-eyed at Kagome's ironic smile. "Is this humorous to you?" she demanded.
"You think I love him?" Kagome asked incredulously. "Maybe I like him more than I would a friend, but it's not love. Infatuation perhaps, but not love. How could I love someone I've only met?"
Dark blood red lips pressed into a thin line. "If it were only infatuation, I would not have had you brought here Kagome," she said, swallowing the snarl she wanted to throw at her bound captive.
Kagome's smile faded. "Look, Kikyou, or who ever you are, don't think you know me. You can't just think you know everything about someone just by stalking them. You don't anything about me."
Fierce anger lit up in Kikyou's eyes as she stood up from her chair, mouth contorted in a snarl and her raised fist squeezed tight. Kagome shut her eyes, unable to protect herself from the angered woman. A knock on the door sounded, halting Kikyou's fist. She let out a frustrated growl.
Kagome's captors peeked tentatively through a crack in the apartment door. Taken aback by Kikyou's furious and aggravated expression, they stuttered, "...Ca-can we come in?"
Crimson red lips curled maliciously. The boys faltered. "Fine," Kikyou said, relaxing back into her chair. The two young men shuffled into the room and stopped at the side of the table.
"Release the girl and take her back home," Kikyou motioned carelessly. Two surprised high school students sputtered in reply, "But—"
Kikyou glared viciously. "Take her back."
They succumbed willingly, immediately untying the rough fetters that bound Kagome. She flexed her limbs graciously.
"We will meet again," Kikyou said, stepping out of the worn down room.
No one moved until Kikyou's footsteps faded completely, not even her ex-captors.
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