Kagome quietly marched on; nothing was said between any of them. It was clear they got the rest of the afternoon off, and it wasn't like those days where teenagers would usually be excited about and jump around, feeling the freedom that they had a free day in-between the week day. It wasn't like that. Nobody would dare go out of their ways to go party, or jump for joy. If anyone did, they didn't have any respect in most people's eyes. Kagome just saw young girls watching their reddish locks of hair bounce of their shoulders, noticing their hands touching their face indicting that they were crying; and the way all of them had tissues clenched in their hands. She understood everybody's pain. But now she was going to have to deal with Inuyasha's. Something she wish she could avoid, but she was too good of a friend to do that. She knew she would have to deal with his tears and anger, something she couldn't avoid unless she avoided him all together. Something that would make her feel guilty inside. She cared about Inuyasha too much to ever dare leave him crying in tears, alone. He always there for her when things got rough, and it was only fair she repaid his favors.
Kagome's eyes were glazed with tears; she was just anxiously waiting for them to fall to get the sadness all over and done with. Everybody was already gone except her; Kikyo's picture was already covered by the piles of things and tokens of thanks that started from the picture and expanded towards the huge oak tree that was at least at somewhat of a far distance. She could see small teddy bears; all different colors, other brilliant pictures of the girl hugging and smiling with everybody imaginable. What astonished Kagome was the poems. They were like nothing she had ever let her eyes gaze at before. The poems were darker in areas, fresh tears that came rolled down from their cheeks onto the paper.
Kagome could see the beautiful sunlight was covered by the hazy dark colored clouds; the color of ashes.
Kagome thought it was funny how things become horrible the dark clouds would always venture on to the scene, fitting the gloomy mood. " Well I guess I can't stick around here any longer. I might as well leave this here before I forget." Kagome gently crouched onto her knees, kneeling taking a flimsy picture from her black leather wallet that had Kikyo, Inuyasha, and herself in front of some flowers at the central park. Kikyo was pressing her lips against Inuyasha's cheek while Kagome's face was full of laughter from the sudden reaction on Inuyasha's face. It was hard not to laugh at it; his eyes were over exaggerated and his face was beaming brightly like a light. Kagome always got a chuckle out of it each time she saw it. The laughter for it never got old, and neither did the smile.
Kagome gently tucked it close as she possibility could beside Kikyo's blown up picture. Kagome just gave a smile, gently turning around painfully knowing that picture meant a lot and meant more sitting there along side with everybody else's. Kagome's waterfall of hair flipped back to it's original spot, back on her shoulder. Everybody was out of sight. Nobody bothered to stick around any longer. Most people would probably sit inside and talk about the big news and the tragic death of the young teenage girl. It would keep everybody's mouth full with things for weeks, until it got the point it was nothing but upsetting to people's ears. Then again, someone dying at their school was a big deal, and a big tissue.
" I might as well grab my bag and call Gramps and ask if he has seen Inuyasha and if not, I'll tell him I might be alittle late coming home tonight. Hopefully he won't mind." Kagome's slender hands reached into her black leather purse with the purple designer looking stars feeling around for the small, cold cell phone. Her hands felt the Kleenexes, the credit cards, and the bus faire she had left. Finally, her hands felt the cold metal against her pale grabbing it instantly like she knew where it laid the whole entire time.
Kagome placed it up to her ears tapping her foot impatiently as she continued walking slowly, listening to the rings echo harshly into her ears. " Can anybody pick up the phone?! God.. the one time this is an emergency and they aren't there…" Kagome could hear the phone come off the receiver giving a calm sigh, feeling her uptight anger slither away.
" Hello?" She heard Sota's little voice on the phone, which sounded much deeper on the phone.
" Sota, has Inuyasha called or stopped by at all? This is very important that I know." Kagome tried to hold back the tears and the sadness that made her voice raspy and lousy, knowing she didn't have the time to be questioned of why she sounded like that.
" No he hasn't been by at all. Why do you ask? You alright sis? You sound kind of-" "Just fine Sota! Thanks that's all I need to know!!"
Kagome just furiously hung up in a instant; she didn't want to be interrogated as of why she sounded so upset and so drained. She didn't feel like bringing up the complicated feeling as to why she felt the way she did. She'd usually feel guilty for doing that to her family but, she couldn't had cared less. She was too upset to even set her mind straight. All she wanted was to find him, before matters got even worse. She wanted to tell him before everyone dared dialing his number and giving the 411 on today's news and how it relates to him. It was better she cared out the duty of telling him that, rather than a classmate who could only say after " It's ok.." He didn't need that. She knew damn well he didn't, not a time like this.
Kagome's feet didn't seem fast enough; she wanted to grab her heavy yellow bag and head out and carry on. Her feet felt heavier than ever; she was way head of herself and was pushing herself harder and harder to get her feet near the doorsteps. " Forgive me Sota, just something I had to do." Kagome thought throwing her expensive phone into her purse, making it seem worthless. Her feet dragged on through the mud and the tall lush grass, until she came face to face towards the dull gray doors. Her fingertips barely touched the handles; she opened them in a spilt second walking upstairs at the fastest pace like she was running a marathon.
The school door's were still open; but no even one soul was in it. She didn't hear doors slamming or opening or, people chattering. It was just dead silence. That's all it was, dead silence. She felt she was the only one existing in the world, looking for an answer as to why she was the only one. Kagome placed her foot on the final step feeling her bangs drenched with little sweat, feeling the burn from her feet to her thighs from the long stretch of stairs. She quietly stepped foot feeling the cool air hit her chest and her forehead, like she had just stepped outside in the midst's of winter. She just could feel the breeze pushing her back, slowly fading when the door behind her shut. She could only hear her shoes clack against the floor, and her thoughts flowing through her mind; something she thought she was able to hear in a school before. " Everybody's gone.. but that doesn't explain why the doors aren't locked…Maybe there is somebody in the school.." Kagome's thought bounced back asking the dumbest questions to herself. Her thoughts just pounded into her head feeling the pain strike from her right eye and her forehead; a migraine. That just made her day feeling crummier than ever. Her hands just flowed with the dial on the combination lock lining it up with the numbers required to open it. Her eyes fully concentrated on the numbers she placed it to; 32-23-45. Her fingers were shaking badly; she couldn't exactly understand why. Maybe because she had the difficult job of delivering of being the bringer of bad news. Her lock clicked instantly; opening her locker to her bag and slinging it over without any time to adjust it.
"Got my bag and everything I need. Now just enough time to swallow and get this done and over with. This is the worst job to have theses words to say to your best friend, and watch their tears fall and feeling helpless that you can't make them smile but-" Her train of thoughts were broken immediately; She just heard a locker door slam down the main hallway near the side doors where she had sat against the window and peered out at where the story unfolded. From the locker slamming she could tell she wasn't the only one lurking in the school either. She curiously walked into the main hallway with her eyes looking down the other hallways noticing something from the corner of her eye disappear from her sight. She didn't quite take notice until she caught glimpse of an object flying to the ground that she knew came from they're knapsack. " That person dropped an important paper.." Kagome thought grabbing the paper with curiosity seeing only it was a poem, something that caught a hold of her heart and made her refuse to leave it alone until it was handed back to that person.
I'm sorry I couldn't say all the words I needed,
All the words you were meant to hear,
All the words that are now leaving me in tears.
How beautiful of a person you were,
And how beautiful you are,
And I know in my heart you were more than that.
You were more than words could describe on paper,
You were more than just some ordinary girl
" Hey, you-" Before Kagome could even finished her sentence the person just jumped by her tone of voice; She didn't even get enough time to finish her whole entire sentence. She didn't understand why this person was in a rush, she could just imagine all the possible reasons as to why. It always seemed like teens were always late, and was always here and there. Kagome wasn't going to give up, she understood this note was simply important and they didn't even realize they had lost it. She didn't want this person to flip out later on, knowing they didn't have that anymore. She wasn't like that. This chase drew her mind far away from Inuyasha and Kikyo issue, making her forget for a moment that it ever had even existed. " That was rude.. that person didn't even stop! What the hell do I look like to them a teacher?!" Kagome thought rudely staring at the shadow on the wall disappear in a flash, and only hearing the footsteps trail behind them. It just made Kagome's blood boil; if she had to make a chase out of it she was willing to. Just it ticked her off that person didn't even listen to her at all when she was speaking, and she was already have a bad enough day as it was.
Kagome in her mind knew at the time this chase was pointless, but she was too consumed into it to even listen to herself, and what she was really meant to do. Her clammy hands grasped the dull lined paper with the messy writing, she knew she loved that poem whoever had written it. She thought maybe that was someone's for Kikyo's memorial thing outside, or maybe a written assignment. All Kagome knew it was important, and she wasn't going on this chase for anything either. " This poem.. whoever wrote this must be really good. I mean there's nothing else to say about it. This must be important. I mean, I would be if I wrote something like that and lost it." Kagome thought reading it those words actually have a significance? Or was it just a poem? Kagome continued pacing down the dark, horrible looking hallway that was as gloomy as the stairwells.
Her feet slowly picked up from the ground, finally losing her breath when she dashed down all the hallways. She didn't even realize how far, or exactly where she was in the school. The top floor was still very unfamiliar to her. She had no classes or friends on that floor so it wasn't anything great or exciting. The person's footsteps was the last thing that was heard. Kagome just gathered her breath, filling her lungs with sweet, moist tasting air she was dying for. Her hands just glanced at the poem knowing the chase was over, and still she had the paper clutched in her hands. " All that running for nothing! I might as well call Inuyasha and see if I'm able to get a hold of him. Hopefully he's home and he'll pick up." Kagome's hands fished the tiny cell phone from her purse once again, dialing Inuyasha's number barely even needing to look at the numbers to do so.
She placed the receiver to her ears, listening to only the rings waiting for somebody in his house to pick up the phone so she could get a hold of him and inform him on everything.
She quietly leaned against the wall, sliding downwards towards the ground lazily. She listened to the phone ring numerous times making herself believe he was home, and wasn't answering the phone. " Come on Inuyasha. I don't have all day…" Kagome began wining to herself, rolling her eyes feeling like a mother checking up on a child every minute of the day. She continued to let it ring, until she heard something from inside the English room beside her. That broke her concentration. Her hands slowly slid the phone away from her ear, sitting there in a daze from the noise she heard. She just placed her cell phone down forgetting, it was still ringing continuously. Her chocolate eyes stared widely, feeling her heart pounding through her chest like never before. The noise was scary, beyond scary. To her, it was like hearing a ghost wandering around the deserted school.
Kagome was scared enough. Her breath felt like it was sucked out of her, and placed back into her lungs. It was a sensation she never felt before, a sensation where she didn't feel safe. Kagome, terrified as she was slowly rose to her feet intrigued yet, scared of what was lingering beyond those walls. She didn't exactly believe in the paranormal, but after Kikyo's death something made her believe it was possible. Kagome's hands gently grasped the wall where the door met, feeling her feet drag her inside without any thought at all. " Kagome, your just being paranoid. There's no such things as ghosts, and nobody else is here." Kagome tried to make herself stick to her logic, but she was terrified and after hearing one story of her school didn't help either. She remembered hearing about somebody killing themselves downstairs, but it was true enough it was a rumor somebody had started to freak the rest of the student body out. Kagome placed one foot against the blue looking title, slowly pacing herself into the classroom.
Kagome just gathered her breath, trying to shake her cluttered head of the thoughts of ghosts, and Kikyo's death. Something that made things seem eerier than before. She just looked straight at the windows; the sun was already turning a dark scarlet orange, and the moon was becoming visible from the sky again. Kagome could see the dust floating around in the room, and the huge brown bureau behind her, and the rows of desks in front of her. Kagome just stared at the desks, remembering she recognized this classroom but barely. " Wait.. this is Ms. Rose's English Class. Kikyo's class. I remember now. I had to do a presentation in front of them, and Kikyo was sitting in the third row, third sit from the window. This was her favorite class. I remember her clapping louder than the rest for my speech I did on the world's troubles and problems." Kagome just felt attracted to her empty desk. She didn't understand why, she just was.
Author's Notes: I just had to leave it here. I hope you guys are enjoying it so far. Please read and review!