When Daddy Returned
Chapter Eleven

Kagome hesitantly returned to her house, hoping to goodness that her mother would not question her father's whereabouts. The door was left unlocked, and she slipped in, crept down the hall past her mother's soft snoring, then upstairs into her own room.

With the quietness of a mouse Kagome restocked her bag with whatever was there, and suddenly she came by her old 'help' kit.

Memories flooded Kagome's thoughts when she opened it. Knives, fingernail clippers and gauze lay inside. A little smile lit her face, these tools had done such good for her.

She looked around before lifting her shirt and looking at the

carvings in her skin. She traced the words, I'm Nothing, Daddy's Hime, Bad Girl, and Baka, with familiarity. It had been habit, that once her father left her at night she sketched something new into her skin. Whether on her creamy inner thighs or flat stomach, his words were branded there.

She didn't know why but it gave her some type of power. She felt as long as she could harm herself, what daddy did wasn't so bad. She hadn't opened that kit in years. With the eagerness of a child in a candy store, she chose one of the kitchen knives and spread her legs wide. With precise technique she added a new letter to a new sentence.

Daddy's Back.

She wondered how long it'd take to create the entire sentence. And once the D was done, she couldn't help but finish it as her eyes smarted and blood stained her sheets and floor.

"Kagome?"

She jumped, and the knife made a jagged cut up to her knee. There in the doorway stood Inuyasha. Shame flooded her being, and she struggled to cover herself.

"What are you doing here Inuyasha? I told you to stay in your time. I just needed some......supplies."

He ignored her slight scolding; eyes glued the knife in her hand and the blood on her sheets.

"What in the seven hell are you doing?" he asked voice still unreasonably calm.

"You wouldn't understand!" she snapped. He let himself in, closing the door and advancing towards her. His eyes glowed angrily in the moonlight, and Kagome couldn't help be frightened.

"I understand what that knife does," he snarled snatching it from her hand and flinging it on her desk. Kagome flinched and backed up, dropping the pillow. He took the opportunity to see what she was doing, and his hanyou eyes saw clearly in the dark.

"It's nothing-"

"How long have you been doing this?" he growled looking her in the eyes. The fear was still there, and he couldn't help but be softened. "Kagome I want to help."

She was struck by the sincerity in his voice, and allowed him to kneel before her and take her flesh in his hand. He looked over the cut and after a while, could make out the few letters.

"What is this?" he asked. She tried to remove his hand but he just tightened the grip. It hurt and she stopped.

"It helps me not feel the pain," she finally whispered. His golden eyes filled with pity, and she had to look away. Suddenly he licked her wound, causing her to jump up.

"Be still Kagome!" he demanded. He continued to carefully lick her creation until it was gone. The feeling was so intense and filled with gentleness that Kagome cried. Once he was finished, it was clean, and was starting to heal. He let her go and looked at his handiwork. Kagome continued to cry silently. He kissed her, and she kissed him back.

"Make it go away?" she asked. He nodded and did what he did best, make Kagome forget what plagued her, if only for an hour.

(End Chapter)

BGLI: I'm sorry if you guys don't like me turning Kagome into a cutter. But guess what THIS IS MY STORY! (humph) It shall get far worse. Welcome to the dark side of my life......and yes, this is based upon actual occurrences. ::: minus the demons and feudal era:::

Not to mention it was a bit rushed, so it's not really that good. Never fear, the next chapter :::should be done by Tuesday::: will be better/or worse, depending on how you see it.

And I'm working on the length. I don't know why I love short chapters......hmm.

Thanks to all those whom reviewed. It makes my day, I swear. And if anyone gets sick of the angst, check out my other stories. I do have a brightness thing going on also.