Chapter 2: Sit and Stay
Sakero began to laugh, laughter that shook his whole being. It squeezed tears from his eyes that were not merely tears of mirth but disappointment as well. What cruel god would place a buffet before a starving man then steal it away in a matter of seconds? This loon made a fool of him, mocked him openly and made him believe that she could possibly care. What an idiot he had become…he truly had sunk lower.
"What's so funny!" Scorned Kagome.
She was trying to be serious, pouring her little bit of memories out to him only to have them smirked at!?! She placed hands on tiny hips, waiting for his laughter to end though in vain. It seemed as though he couldn't stop himself until suddenly and without warning he did stop and began to walk away. His determined stride took him into the darkness of the allies, now even more looming and dangerous seeming as night creep up from behind her. Lashing winds played as nights out reached hands, trying to grip at her waist and pull her back. The deserted outer street of Tokyo suddenly felt lonely and bare, streets wet and slimy with rain and automobile fuel. With nerves and heart racing, in competition with each other, the sounds and smells became toxic. They slowly opened a part of Kagome that had been forgotten, and again the image of a boy pushed itself into view.
Kagome opened her mouth and all she could voice was, "Wait!" Suddenly the unraveling of a mystery long over due for solving became all that was important for the time being. She ran into the darkness, pausing only to adjust her eyes and nerves to the eerie blue illumination of the street lamps which only made matters worse. Shadows rose from behind dumpster and tin cans, homeless men before card board boxes created dark ghosts complete with a moaning soundtrack.
Suddenly, from behind, Kagome felt tendrils latch onto her arms. She screamed bloody murder but no one came to aid in her rescue. Tears came to her eyes and all that came to mind was a grotesques monster with ten red eyes, seven scaly tentacles, and blood stained fangs protruding from a handsome, mocking grin. Death was wrapping her in his strong arms, laying her gently onto the slimy cement of the allies. So cold were those swiveled hands that caressed her cheeks, trying to message warmth into her drained and pale face. Then pain…
"Hey Princess!…Wake up you crazy Wrench!" Sakero slapped her once, then twice, trying to revive her. He had only meant to stop her from backing into him, then the loon went psycho on his ass and fainted! "Yo! Psycho Bitch!" Sakero slapped her once more before her eyes fluttered open. She stumbled back from him as if he were some strong repellent then cried with the relief of ages.
"Gawd! She lives! Now stop following me, woman." He groaned while lifting himself onto stained bare feet and started off once more. This time though, Kagome was not going to allow him his same escape routine.
"Wait, wait….wait, please!" Stumbling to her feet she haltingly tried to reach out for him.
"Piss off whore!"
Frustration mounted in her chest. What insolence! For just a moment she wished that he were a dog, so that she could just yell "sit" have him stay for a moment and listen! Kagome just wanted him to hear her out and he wasn't even giving her the time of day!
"SIT!!" She yelled with all her might, only aiming to satisfy the burning rage that clenched her mind in its tight fist. Surprisingly it did satisfy, it almost felt familiar.
"Please could you…..WHOA!"
Kagome had nearly tumbled over a heap of…wait no…it was a body!?! Limp and spread on its belly in a pit four feet deep. It seemed as if something extremely strong had thrown him into the concrete with the strength of a meteorite, he had to be dead. Fortunately no…it mourned. She slowly knelt beside the person and gently turned him over laying his head on her lap.
"Sir, are you okay?" She whispered to a face too obscured to see clearly. With a helpless feeling crawling into her gut she looked up hoping Sakero wouldn't have gone far but he had disappeared. Deep in the white gloom of a descending fog Kagome strained her eyes in search of some living, erect, and slightly intelligent life form who could assist her, none came to view. "Oh man! What did I ever deserve to end up like this….I have a final exam tomorrow! I should be drooling on my math study guide or talking on the phone with Kara! What luck!" She whined to the unforgiving fog which thickened with each second spent.