You cannot imagine my surprise that I wasn't flamed out of existence for
this one. And people actually requested more of it? Whoa. Well, here you
go.
I don't own Inuyasha, damn my luck.
Chap: Tears
The whole hallway became a screaming tunnel of noise. Many began to run to random rooms in terror as one of the hall lights was shot out, making shadows and panic. Students were slamming the doors in fright. Some froze like deer. Dozens were screaming. Even more had started to cry.
Two students were lying on the floor, one girl crying, clutching her leg. The other girl, her friend, was ominously silent and still in an akward angle. A lot of what looked like thin red paint was coming from underneath her.
Kagome was pressed back against the lockers, her friends cowering around her. They were all shaking and scared, tears pouring down Eri and Yuka's cheeks.
Eiji had started to scream about everyone being someone else's toy.
Ayume was shaking harder than the others. But she was looking straight at the door. The door not even four feet away from them, the door that was still open. A boy---Hojou!---he was trying to motion them in, trying to get them to move before they all were shot---
Some students had managed to get up from where they'd fallen, some were crawling to doors, some were trying to run---
BLAM!! BLAM!!
BLAM!!!
BLAM!!
Eri screamed as the last bullet lodged dangerously close to her face, spraying her with loose stone and paint from the wall. She was still screaming as she finally managed to move close enough to the door, the last still open door. Hojou grabbed her arm, yanking her in.
"C'mon! You have to get over here!!" he hissed as quietly as he could over the noise. If that guy noticed this----
Ayume heard him. She heard and was trying to move while watching that guy, the one she had in Physics class---
Eko? Jiro?
He was still shouting, but now it was how everyone laughed about him, he just knew it---
Eiji? Yeah that was it, Eiji—
Yuka yanked her arm hard, pulling her into the room with Hojou and Eri, and others.
But Kagome was still out in the hall, so far in shock she couldn't move.
&%%
She was frozen on one thought. This was her world. Her safe, modern world.
Nothing bad was supposed to happen here. No wound that couldn't be healed. No disease that couldn't be cured.
No crazy homicidal maniacs with guns were supposed to run around here.
But they do. In the back of her head, she really knew that, she just never thought about it. And one was here now, right in front of her.
He was raving now, screaming almost incoherently, but she noticed something. It didn't register at the time, but later on it would.
He was crying.
That boy from her French class---
holding the gun and shooting it---
he was----
"Now you're all gonna die!!"
The gun barrel shook wildly in his hand, weaving this way then the other. He was whirling around, trying to see where everyone was---
He saw her. Frightened brown eyes locked with red-rimmed brown, leaking incredulous tears---
The gun moved from pointing to the wall, to the lockers, to her---
She vaguely heard some shout her name, "Higurashi!!---"
BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!!
Kagome shut her eyes tight at the impact.
But it wasn't from a bullet. Or even three bullets.
She opened her eyes.
That boy with the gun was still there, staring at her. And then he looked down her. To the other boy.
The other boy that had stood in front of her, his back to the gun, taking two hits. The third bullet had embedded itself in the locker beside her head, shooting sparks and shrapnel toward both their faces.
Hojou's face went slack in shock and pain. His entire body shook. Slowly, his knees gave out on him.
Kagome stared, instinctively trying to catch him as he fell forward into her arms. Her shaking arms. Her legs buckled in terrified, unbelieving shock. "H-Hojou-kun?"
He looked up at her. The dark shirt of his uniform was turning even darker from the blood soaking it in two places. He winced in pain as he spoke, "You're.....safe?"
She could barely nod yes, even as one piece of flying metal had cut her cheek open, spilling some of her blood onto her face and shirt. Hojou closed his eyes, and she tried not to think of what was happening around her.
The green collar of her uniform turned an ugly brown when mixed with all the red.
The gun touched her forehead. She looked up as it pressed harder into her skin, into his eyes. Straight up the barrel of the gun.
She could hardly think, breathe, blink---"You shot him."
He faltered slightly, his stance near to stumbling. "So?"
She brought her eyes back down to the---"he's dying."
"Sh-shut up! He's just a toy---"
Kagome was in a daze. "His little sister will be sad"---
"Shut up!"
"His poor mother---"
"Shut up!! Shutupshutupshutup!!"
"She'll cry---"
"SHUT UP!!! No, no, no one's gonna cry, no one cares, nobody, nobody....."
"Someone cares," Kagome said. Her voice was barely a whisper, her eyes drifting off to the side. Was she even really talking? "Someone always cares, about death. Who lives and who dies, someone always cares----"
BLAM!
Another body fell to the floor.
(&%&%$
In regards to the people who informed me that personal weapons are illegal in Japan, I'll address that in the next chapter.
And for those who'll worry---
She's not dead.
But she's never gonna be alright, either.
Please review!!
I don't own Inuyasha, damn my luck.
Chap: Tears
The whole hallway became a screaming tunnel of noise. Many began to run to random rooms in terror as one of the hall lights was shot out, making shadows and panic. Students were slamming the doors in fright. Some froze like deer. Dozens were screaming. Even more had started to cry.
Two students were lying on the floor, one girl crying, clutching her leg. The other girl, her friend, was ominously silent and still in an akward angle. A lot of what looked like thin red paint was coming from underneath her.
Kagome was pressed back against the lockers, her friends cowering around her. They were all shaking and scared, tears pouring down Eri and Yuka's cheeks.
Eiji had started to scream about everyone being someone else's toy.
Ayume was shaking harder than the others. But she was looking straight at the door. The door not even four feet away from them, the door that was still open. A boy---Hojou!---he was trying to motion them in, trying to get them to move before they all were shot---
Some students had managed to get up from where they'd fallen, some were crawling to doors, some were trying to run---
BLAM!! BLAM!!
BLAM!!!
BLAM!!
Eri screamed as the last bullet lodged dangerously close to her face, spraying her with loose stone and paint from the wall. She was still screaming as she finally managed to move close enough to the door, the last still open door. Hojou grabbed her arm, yanking her in.
"C'mon! You have to get over here!!" he hissed as quietly as he could over the noise. If that guy noticed this----
Ayume heard him. She heard and was trying to move while watching that guy, the one she had in Physics class---
Eko? Jiro?
He was still shouting, but now it was how everyone laughed about him, he just knew it---
Eiji? Yeah that was it, Eiji—
Yuka yanked her arm hard, pulling her into the room with Hojou and Eri, and others.
But Kagome was still out in the hall, so far in shock she couldn't move.
&%%
She was frozen on one thought. This was her world. Her safe, modern world.
Nothing bad was supposed to happen here. No wound that couldn't be healed. No disease that couldn't be cured.
No crazy homicidal maniacs with guns were supposed to run around here.
But they do. In the back of her head, she really knew that, she just never thought about it. And one was here now, right in front of her.
He was raving now, screaming almost incoherently, but she noticed something. It didn't register at the time, but later on it would.
He was crying.
That boy from her French class---
holding the gun and shooting it---
he was----
"Now you're all gonna die!!"
The gun barrel shook wildly in his hand, weaving this way then the other. He was whirling around, trying to see where everyone was---
He saw her. Frightened brown eyes locked with red-rimmed brown, leaking incredulous tears---
The gun moved from pointing to the wall, to the lockers, to her---
She vaguely heard some shout her name, "Higurashi!!---"
BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!!
Kagome shut her eyes tight at the impact.
But it wasn't from a bullet. Or even three bullets.
She opened her eyes.
That boy with the gun was still there, staring at her. And then he looked down her. To the other boy.
The other boy that had stood in front of her, his back to the gun, taking two hits. The third bullet had embedded itself in the locker beside her head, shooting sparks and shrapnel toward both their faces.
Hojou's face went slack in shock and pain. His entire body shook. Slowly, his knees gave out on him.
Kagome stared, instinctively trying to catch him as he fell forward into her arms. Her shaking arms. Her legs buckled in terrified, unbelieving shock. "H-Hojou-kun?"
He looked up at her. The dark shirt of his uniform was turning even darker from the blood soaking it in two places. He winced in pain as he spoke, "You're.....safe?"
She could barely nod yes, even as one piece of flying metal had cut her cheek open, spilling some of her blood onto her face and shirt. Hojou closed his eyes, and she tried not to think of what was happening around her.
The green collar of her uniform turned an ugly brown when mixed with all the red.
The gun touched her forehead. She looked up as it pressed harder into her skin, into his eyes. Straight up the barrel of the gun.
She could hardly think, breathe, blink---"You shot him."
He faltered slightly, his stance near to stumbling. "So?"
She brought her eyes back down to the---"he's dying."
"Sh-shut up! He's just a toy---"
Kagome was in a daze. "His little sister will be sad"---
"Shut up!"
"His poor mother---"
"Shut up!! Shutupshutupshutup!!"
"She'll cry---"
"SHUT UP!!! No, no, no one's gonna cry, no one cares, nobody, nobody....."
"Someone cares," Kagome said. Her voice was barely a whisper, her eyes drifting off to the side. Was she even really talking? "Someone always cares, about death. Who lives and who dies, someone always cares----"
BLAM!
Another body fell to the floor.
(&%&%$
In regards to the people who informed me that personal weapons are illegal in Japan, I'll address that in the next chapter.
And for those who'll worry---
She's not dead.
But she's never gonna be alright, either.
Please review!!
