Here we go again. Here's another chapter for you all. Be warned it is brutal. Read on fellow readers. Read on.

-Randall Flagg2

(1)

"Koga would you please leave me alone? I need to go home."

"You sure Kagome? You never know when you might need protection from somebody else!"

Kagome turned around to face him. "Koga will you please just leave me alone?! I know you care about me but I don't need your protection!"

Koga sighed in defeat. This was getting nowhere fast. He longed to be with her, but if she wanted him to leave then he would. He would never do anything to make Kagome mad.

Koga turned around to leave. "Very well my dear, I will leave you. Take care of yourself." Koga promptly walked off in the opposite direction.

Kagome sighed with relief. She didn't know how much longer she would be able to put up with Koga harping on her. It really got on her nerves after awhile.

But that was really of no importance now. What mattered was that she had a week off from school and now she could have some time to herself. And with her father at work, things would go more smoothly in her house. Breathing a sigh of relief, Kagome gathered up her things and began to walk towards her home.

(2)

As soon as she was just far away from him so he could see her silhouette, Kasamatsu Koga turned back around and began to follow Kagome. He didn't know why he was doing this, but for some reason he felt compelled to follow her back to her house.

"You're just playing hard to get Kagome. I bet when I meet you at your house I can win you over. You just don't realize you like me yet."

So Koga followed her as quickly as he could, moving as silently as a water snake in a lake.

(3)

"She wouldn't. She wouldn't dare." Isamu whispered.

"Oh she is considering it." said the voice. "You know as well as I do that she is considering telling someone at this very moment."

Isamu glanced at the front door. He knew Kagome was going to be home any second now. He wasn't one hundred percent sure of what his mind was telling him, but he couldn't take a chance. If somebody found out about what he did to his daughter, he would be in deep trouble.

"You listen to me and listen well." the voice hissed. "If you know what's good for you, you will make sure she doesn't say a word! You know exactly what to do!"

"Yes. I do."

Isamu left his chair and went upstairs to get something.

(4)

Kasamatsu Koga stood behind a tree, watching Kagome go into her house. Soon he would be following her. He knew it was wrong to just go into somebody's house without their permission, but he really wanted to win Kagome over.

"Just you wait Kagome. You'll be mine. I just know you will. Once you get to know me you-"

And then he heard it. The screams of somebody in pain.

(5)

Kagome gasped as her father's fist flew into her stomach yet again. She could barely get enough air to breathe. With a groan she slumped to the ground.

"Get up." Isamu said. Oddly, he didn't sound angry or exasperated. He didn't even sounds slightly agitated. Not in the least. "Get up Kagome. I want answers."

"Answers to what?" Kagome gagged, clutching her stomach where he had hit her.

"I want to know if you told anybody about what I do. I am hoping for your sake that you didn't."

"Dad I would never say anything about you. Why would I?"

Isamu began to pick at his nails. "I don't know. Maybe you are starting to gain the urge to run away. Or maybe you are thinking you are..." His words trailed off.

"Thinking I am what Dad?"

"Nevermind that. Just get up. I'll let you go."

Kagome started to get up, thankful that her father was being merciful. He could be doing much worse then he was now if he got to a certain point. She started to walk upstairs when he interrupted her.

"Nevertheless Kagome, you have made me very angry and for you that is not a good thing." Isamu suddenly leaped at her and pinned her to the ground. Kagome screamed and struggled to get away from him, but he moved with her as if he could read her mind. As he held her down with one hand, he reached into his pocket and came out with something.

It was a lighter.

Kagome knew exactly what was going to happen next before he stood her up and yanked up the sleeve of her uniform and flicked the lighter open, creating a small flame.

"Sorry to have to do this Kagome, but I have to make sure you get the point across. I don't want you to so much as breathe a word about me and I don't ever want you to even dream about running away."

Isamu gripped her tighter and held up the lighter to her skin. The moment the flame was applied, Kagome felt a searing bolt of agony rip up her arm. It was unlike anything she had ever felt. She had to use all of her will power to avoid screaming. If she screamed, someone might hear. If somebody heard, who knew what Isamu would do to her? So to avoid an even more horrible fate, she held the scream inside of her as best as she could.

"Yes, that's it, just a little bit more and it will be all over." Isamu pressed the lighter directly onto her arm. He could see tears streaming out of his daughter's eyes. Good, good. That meant she was getting the message across.

It was then he saw something in the window.

(6)

Koga was aghast. He could not believe what he was seeing. What he was witnessing disgusted and horrified him.

"My god! How can he do that to her? Father's aren't supposed to do bad things to their children! Why is he doing this?!"

He heard Kagome scream again. Rage surged through Koga's body. How dare this sick fuck hurt his beloved? And furthermore, why didn't she tell him about it? He could have told somebody and gotten the police involved. This wasn't the first time he had run into somebody with a problem like this.

Koga's first intention was to charge inside and help Kagome. She was after all, the one he loved. Koga had vowed to never let anybody hurt his Kagome. And now her bastard of a father was hurting her like this and-

It was then that Kagome's father whirled around to face the window Koga was looking into. Koga looked upwards at the man's face and a wave of terror surged over him. He knew that look. It was written all over the man's face. It was the look of somebody who was completely out of their mind.

Kagome's father started to get up and go towards the door. Before he even knew what he was doing Koga turned around and ran off as fast as he could. He did not want to look at that face anymore. It was too much.

(7)

Isamu panted. Had that boy actually seen him? He had no doubt that he had been seen. From the look of terror on his face he had seen what Isamu had been doing. Isamu mentally slapped himself. This was not good.

But then he felt relief come over him. He knew who that person had been. It was the Kasamatsu boy. He was familiar with the Kasamatsu's. The boy's father was a doctor, just as he was and Isamu had spoken with him from time to time. Isamu had even had dinner with him once. He had watched the man's son carefully and knew that he would be of no threat. The boy was a big talker, but he wasn't much in reality. Isamu therefore knew that he would not tell about what he had seen this day.

He turned back to his daughter who was now sobbing in a heap on the ground.

"Get up Kagome. I'll bandage it later. Now go do whatever it is you need to do." Kagome got up, now crying a bit softer, and went upstairs. Isamu sat back down in a chair. He had a lot of planning to do for his break.

(8)

Far away from the Higurashi house, Koga stopped and panted, out of breath. He could not believe what he had seen. Furthermore, he could not understand why he ran. He could have easily gone inside or called for help. But why had he run away? He couldn't believe what he had done.

"Why?" Koga asked himself. "Why couldn't I help her? Why was I such a fool?!"

Koga considered going back, but then he saw the man's twisted face in front of him and he shivered. He had never seen eyes like those before. They were like the eyes of Charles Manson.

For the first time in his life, Koga wished he had never heard of Higurashi Kagome.

To be continued...

Wow, that was creepy eh? Thanks for the reviews and any you might post about this chapter. See you later.

-Randall Flagg2