-Stars in a Pale Sky-
Summery: Kagome Ityusia had the most perfect life, caring friends, heart filled family, the perfect husband, and a frown never had to dared to cross her face.. Too bad her real life is deadly. Her friends don't know her body is covered in bruises, they don't know her husband beats her, and everything she says is a lie to mask up the truth. But when HE appears in her life, will she get her second chance in romance, or will she be buried six feet under?A/N: Wow, lots of reviews for the first chapter, thank you so much! Sorry for the little wait, I was busy reading this long story with 62 chapters -.- and I lost myself. But I'm back with a new chapter for 'Stars in a Pale Sky' and I hope you will enjoy it And I'm SOOOOOOOOOO sorry that I haven't been updating regularly.. Why, you ask? Because I just got back from a long week vacation, and have been typing this up ever since. Without further notice, I will let you go on to read! ;Disclaimer: Umm.. Hehe... Hands back InuYasha on a sliver platterToday's Quote: Life is a risk -Diane Von Furstenburg
Chapter Two: Surprise surprise, more lies. Morning frost hung onto every blade of grass, and turned the green to an aqua color. The rising sun glowed brighter as it reached its peak in the sky. A cold breeze doused that day, and the open window on the second floor let it come in. Kagome laid on her comfortable king sized bed, with white duvet covers wrapped around her body and pillows, pushed close to the beds edge.
A shiver shocked her as the cool morning breeze hit her skin. Fluttering her eyes open, a blurry scene was took in by her eyes. Tensing quickly, Kagome shut her eyes and pretended to be sleeping. Just in case he was downstairs. Ukaran always woke up early.
'Please be gone', Kagome whimpered.
Straining her ears, Kagome listened to the familiar buzzing of him on his cell phone. Kagome blinked quickly, he wasn't yelling? How unusual, her husband usually snapped at his sectary on the other line for stupid important things. What was up?
'Hmm, maybe he feels better after a beating,' Kagome thought with venom in her mouth. The loud sound of footsteps up the soft stairs caught her attention; she hushed quickly and started to breathe lightly through her mouth to be quieter. The master bedroom door opened, its hinges softly creaking in time with his feet.
Ukaran's hard breathing sounded in the air and Kagome tried to not show the shiver running down her spin in fear. Scrunching her eyes even tighter, she listened as he stepped at the nightstand and grabbed the car keys. She always wondered why he kept them there; the others were down by the entrance.
Trying to seem as if sleeping, Kagome softly rolled onto her side to face away from his view. His damp chuckles sent her another bunch of quakes. Then his hand slid onto the bed and traced up onto her body, running down her legs.
He was touching her again.
"Stop." Kagome hissed, under her breath.
"Kagome, Kagome, you're my wife. I'm allowed to caress you in anyway I so do desire."
She bit her lip to calm herself as she inched away from his hand, "Does 'rape' fit into your vocabulary under the word 'Lovers Caress'?"
Her enemy laughed, "Always were feisty, and I like that in my women."
Placing a cold and death shuddering kiss on her exposed neck, Ukaran left the room and headed back down into the kitchen: to only disappear from the driveway in the blue Audi TT within minutes. Upstairs, still laying in shock under the covers, Kagome Wai Ityusia cried in her weak state.
When the 9 o'clock alarm sounded; it's metal bell shattering the silent room, Kagome rose from her nap. Her unfocused eyes and hands stumbled to find the obnoxious noise, and turned off the small black switch at the back of the machine. Drowsy, the woman slid out of bed and focused on her memory to where the bedroom bathroom was, seeing as her eyes were swollen and red from crying her pain away.
Flicking on the room's light switch, Kagome either thought of a hot shower or a soothing bath to awaken her body. Noticing a bottle of 'Wild Rose Bubble-Bath' on the counter, its lid still popped open, she settled for a steaming bath.
Turning the dial by the light switch for the fan, she shed her clothes, and hopped into the tub, the taps already turned to medium heat. After a while, her hair pushed into a messy bun, Kagome picked up a magazine from beside the toilet: a 'Victoria' magazine. Kagome paused as she flipped to first page, the index of gardening and better-looking room pictures catching her frozen gray eyes.
Like she needed to look. Ukaran made her dream house out of that magazine. Anything he heard was hot with women, he got for her, to just make her number one.
Angered, Kagome ripped the magazine in half then threw it on the floor.
"Son of a bitch," She grumbled, sinking under the water.
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Her deep breathing sounded as she stared out the car windshield, fogging the glass with her hot breath. She could do this, there was nothing to worry, Ukaran knew she had a hair appointment today. Kagome knew she wouldn't be beat if she talked to him about the latest hairstyles with him quietly, passing by a hair salon. He agreed, nodding his head, not looking at her and dismissed her to wonder in the store.
Kagome flipped the visor mirror down from above her in the car; looking back at herself she tried to make her bruises like birthmarks, using tanned cover up. Large birth marks. Turning her head to the empty passenger seat next to her, she gazed at her purse. Kagome had enough money for one, and Sango would cover if she didn't anyway. That's what Best Friends were for.
'Too bad she can't get me out of this mess..' Kagome ignored that last thought of her home life, and opened her side door.
The day was bright, the sky blue, and a golden sun poured down on her, making her flip her sunglasses down. Pushing away a long bang that flew onto her glossy lips, Kagome shut her door and locked her car with the alarm sounding.
Kagome looked down the street, standing by her car. A white truck sped by and she jaywalked across the road and onto a shaded sidewalk surrounded by many stores. People passed by, looking around in wonder and shopping bags pulling their arms down. A shop lay ahead for her; it's pink outside colors and silver wildly painted like rain pouring down its sides. Golden letters glistened in the sunlight, frosted onto the glass window.
ET Salon.
Reaching her destination, Kagome pushed open the door and listened to the bronze bell ringing above her. The strong smell of dying hair, shampoo and conditioners, hairsprays, and burning hair from blow-driers hit her like a tidal wave.
A woman who was talking to a student, in a green and white uniform, looked up at the bell and stared at the new customer. A beautiful matured women with springy black locks she did every morning, refreshing and light peach makeup, the cream glossed lips, perfect curved figure, the amazing personality, and the best self-defense artist out in that little town.
Sango Suki, high school best friend who never left your side.
Her friend grinned at her and scooted the student away, then waving at Kagome to come over. Taking slow steps around clipped hair piles and eyes on her, she made it over to Sango.
Her bright Mahogany eyes sparkled as she talked, "Kon nichi'wa, Kags!"
Kagome smiled, the only person who could make her talk was Sango. The girl was too sweet for her own good.
"Kon nichi'wa."
Sango's smile faltered, "What's wrong? Man trouble?" She grinned.
Kagome held her tongue. Sango was innocent; she thought Kagome married that man for love. She absolutely had no clue what her best friend was hiding. Even though they rarely kept things from another, and that Ukaran had the power to kill Sango, Kagome kept her mouth shut about her life with him.
"Sort of, "Kagome said with her own slick smile. "I made him the wrong pancakes again."
Sango winced, "You burned them good?"
"Hey! I passed cooking class with a C, I at least didn't throw my midterm report in a blender and put it in the chocolate cake I gave to my teacher as a 'thank you-for-teaching-me-gift'."
The hairdresser grinned, "Said it was my best work yet. Ahh I still remember when he pulled a piece of it from his teeth."
The girls laughed.
"The usual Kag's? Trim to nib off the split ends and slight higher cut in the back with dark brown highlights?" She said, taking a strand from Kagome's head and inspecting it.
"The usual."
"This way Princess." Sango replied, lightly pushing Kagome over to some hair washing sinks. They were long black leather chairs, stretched out to meet your knees when you laid back. The sink was a pearl white and towels, shampoo's and conditioners filled the shelf above it. Six sinks were fit into a hexagon.
Taking a dry towel off the chair, Sango turned the hose on as Kagome settled on the chair.
"Hair back."
The hose made a 'glosh' sound and warm water hit Kagome's head. Humming as she washed her friends gorgeous black hair with natural navy highlights, she pondered on why Kagome didn't go out often. It had been a week since she seen, or received a phone call from Kagome.
Her usual reply was that she was busy with work, Ukaran, yard work, or family problems..
Her family was strong, wealthy and loving.
Her yard was healthy from the gardeners Ukaran paid.
Ukaran was warm and kind and was always there for Kagome.
And Kagome didn't work because her life was rich and Ukaran just enjoyed having his spare time taken by work.
So what was wrong?
Placing a creamy green conditioner in Kagome's hair, she failed to notice the small bruises framing her best friends hair line..
"All done."
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The white Trailer Blazer came to a halt in front of a women's hair salon; Rays of sunlight sparkling on the freshly waxed hood and tainted windows. The window on the passenger side slowly sunk, and revealed a man with curious features.
ET Salon.
He pulled down his black sunglasses and turned to look out the passenger window. The lava amber eyes searched the store, looking for Sa-
Stopping his search, eyes placed on one object, he stepped out of the auto. The door slammed shut and white sneakers fell on the pavement. Removing the protruding glasses, the man walked around the truck and climbed onto the sidewalk. The sun grounded down on the figure that was taking off his leather jacket, and glancing around him as he did so.
He gave a cocky smile.
InuYasha laughed at the thought that Miroku's crappy sport car would beat his own creation, the thing practically died when it's engine started. Firmly pushing the Salon door open, InuYasha wondered if Sango would cook them men Ramen for lunch..
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Kagome's long bangs were placed over her face, their edges itching her eyes. Blowing softly, she managed to get the hair away from her mouth. Looking through her hair, Kagome gazed at her wet-haired face. The dull lights of the salon shimmered her hair, showing those hidden navy highlights Kagome loathed. Black and blue don't go together, simple as that.
Sango chatted away as she fingered Kagome's hair.
"I still don't know why you insist on covering your natural hair color. Girls would kill for it Kagome."
Mrs. Ityusia shifted in her chair, "I just don't want it." She replied. "Besides it reminds me of someone."
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::FlashBack::
Sian Higurashi stood beside his daughter, Kagome, waiting for someone. His eyes were grayish black and his hair stood out in the Japanese crowd, deep navy hair, almost black. The Higurashi line all had the same hair color, that or dirt brown. Sian was very proud to pass on the genes to his only daughter; she had been the first woman with his hair color within a hundred years.
"Daddy." She whispered, pulling on his long sleeved button up shirt.
"Hai?"
"I don't want to be-"
"'Gome sweetie, we've already been through this. You know why."
"But I don't want to!" She cried, backing up against the family car in the parking lot. "I DON'T WANT TO BE MARRIED AS AGE 16!"
"KAGOME!" Her father roared, facing her. "YOU'RE GOING TO ACCEPT THIS ARRANGED MARRIAGE WITH OR WITHOUT ME DRAGGING YOU TO THE ALTER! YOU MOTHER IS SICK WITH SOTA AND YOUR GRANDFATHER IS WEAK!"
Tears poured down her cheeks as her father turned away from her, walking up to a man who just got out of a blue Audi TT. Kagome Higurashi from that day forward turned her back on her father, ignoring him even though it hurt to see him cry when he realized what he had done..
::FlashBack::
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"Kagome?"
"Kagome?"
A pair of hands snapped its fingers in front of her face. Looking into the mirror with a small dazed expression on her face, she gazed at a worried looking Sango standing behind her.
"I'm sorry." Kagome whispered softly, "Tuned out for a minute there."
Sango looked probed, her face was etched with worry and her eyes told the whole story.
"I'd say so.."
"Saango! Guess who's here?" A red head appeared beside Sango, a sly grin on her face as she poked her thumb at the blocked entrance wall. As the soothing music played, Kagome shifted her head to see a bit better.
"You think you can get ride of all the white hairs? Even though he might look a little bald-"
A growl echoed the room, surprising Kagome, but no one turned around to show they heard it. Was it just her? The assistant of Sango's started to giggle, her rich laughter in tune with music in the background, and Kagome gave a small struggling smile.
Sango gave a grin and waved her hand, "I guess that means a no? Eh, Puppy?"
"Don't call me a puppy, you know I hate it when you call me that."
Her breath caught in her throat.
It was HIM!
A man stepped into the haircutting room; people nodded at him even though he paid little attention. Women around him also started to fidget, trying to catch his eye. He stood a good six feet tall, supporting a pair of black jeans, a tight red wife-beater, and a leather jacket in his arms; Most of all, long silvery hair flowing in the air, created by the cheap room fans standing on the floor. And all of his looks were presented with a scowl on his face, but a grin trying to get free was suggested by the flickering of it at the corner of his lips.
Kagome never thought she had been so attracted to a man in her life- when did the room get this hot?
"InuYasha, you turd, what you want? I'm busy cutting my friends hair." Sango pushed, throwing her thumb at Kagome sitting in the chair next to her hip with her navy hair down.
InuYasha squinted his eyes, trying to see her face from under her dark navy locks. But the only thing he could determine about this girl, was that she was the one who choked on her breath and had the most fullest pink lips he had ever seen..
And those lips looked pretty inviting.
So naturally, being a man, he wanted to get closer to her.. and that's just what he did.
Isn't it scary when you know you want to know a girl better, when you never saw her face?
"Kag's, I'll just be a sec. I've got to see what this excuse for a man wants-"
Cling
The doorbell chimed again.
A man puffing rushed into the room, a head full of long black hair that reached to his chin and a pair of deep brown eyes. He looked up after resting his hands on his knees and head down, noticing the silent room around him.
His eyes twinkled.
"Hey ladies.."
Sango groaned.
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A/N: Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeell I think I don't have to tell you who it is . I will try to get up the third chapter sooner, but I do have another story chapter to do.. which I haven't even started on yet ;
Asereje