Ghost Story - Chapter 2: Memories

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POV: Inuyasha

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"Kyoko huh?"

She nodded. I tilted my head. "You don't look like a Kyoko." She gave me this look that held utter distaste. "Well it's better than Inuyasha," she hissed. Bitchy much? I huffed and turned away.

"So Kyoko, what were you doing in the employee parking lot of Kirei resturant?" Miroku asked. Good question. Kyoko shrugged. "I don't remember much." Miroku nodded as if he got it. What the hell did he know? "Do you work there?" Kyoko shook her head. "Were you perhaps picking something up?" Miroku continued. Kyoko paused before answering.

"Well... I.. had just finished eating there... I think. Then when I was on my way to my car.. I... fainted?" It sounded like bull to me. She was a bad liar. "You're a bad lia--"

Miroku cut me off. "To your car? In the employee parking lot? But you said you didn't work there." Kyoko blinked. "Well.. I parked my car near there." Miroku stood up. "Why don't we go get your car then? We can't leave it there." He gave her a smile. That hentai was probably thinking of molesting Kyoko in the car.

Kyoko seemed to panick. She waved her arms. "No no it's perfectly alright!! I'll uh.. pick it up tomorrow." Miroku sat back down. "Oh.. well.. how do you plan on getting home?" Kyoko tapped her fingers on her lap. "Er... a taxi is fine." I went over to my desk and sat down. "Well leave already," I said, resting my feet on the desk.

They both glared at me. "Inuyasha! Be considerate! Kyoko-san, why don't you spend the night here at Inuyasha's first." Kyoko and I both sat up straight. "WHAT??!!" I looked at her. Did she really not like me that much? Kyoko threw the blankets aside and got out of bed. "It's really ok. I don't need your hospitality. I'm going to catch a taxi home."

Miroku didn't give up. "But as a gentleman myself, I believe I should allow you to sleep in Inuyasha's house for one night--"

"It's not your house!!" I yelled. Miroku and Kyoko ignored me. Kyoko was already making her way towards the door. Miroku got up and was immediately infront of her, blocking her way.

Kyoko glared at him. "Stop obsessing over me. I don't need your help." She tried to move around him but he was too fast. I sighed. "Miroku just let her go. If she doesn't want to stay here, she doesn't have to. Besides, who said I invited her to stay?"

Miroku had one hand on Kyoko's arm. "Inuyasha. Would you really want this girl to leave so soon? She just passed out. What if she passes out again? Who will help her? It's a just-in-a-case thing. Let her stay for 24 hours. She'll be gone before lunch when we make sure she's ok." Miroku seemed determined..

"But it's my fucking house!!" This was getting annoying. "Oh come Inuyasha. I come here everyday so I practically live here, making it our house." I raised an eyebrow. "I don't think so."

Miroku was too busy arguing with me he didn't notice Kyoko turn the knob of the door. I eyed Miroku. He was waving his finger while lecturing about the duties of being a gentleman. He finally looked up when the door shut.

"Oh no!! Kyoko-san!!" He ran to the door and threw it open. I got up and walked over to him. Miroku looked confused. "Now where did she go...." I shrugged. "She could get lost Inuyasha. Sesshoumaru might get his claws on her." There was an awkward silence. The girl was my property. I found her. Sesshoumaru shouldn't lay a finger on anything that belonged to me.

I cracked my knuckles, shoved Miroku out of the way, and marched down the hall.

- POV: Kagome -

That Miroku guy was a total idiot. I made my way down the halls. It felt like a maze in here. I just prayed I wouldn't run into Sesshoumaru. He'd recognize me for sure. I looked down each hallway before continuing.

True, I had been to Sesshoumaru's house before when I was alive and as a spirit, but when I was alive I had Sesshoumaru to guide me. When I was a spirit, I could easily pass through the walls or just teleport myself to Sesshoumaru.

But this time I was alive. I didn't have Sesshoumaru. I had to deal. How was I supposed to know when Sesshoumaru would pass by? He was a youkai, he could catch my scent.

"Oh Kami, please help me."

- POV: Sesshoumaru Takahashi -

I walked down the hall, thinking about Rin. She truly was an angel. She helped me recover through something I thought would surely kill me. Kagome was my light. She always found a way to make me smile. At night I always ask myself this: Why do bad things happen to good people?

I had heard the rumours around school when it came to Kagome. Everyone said she was a bitch who always had her nose in the air. She thought everyone was inferior to her.

I remember how angry it would make me, hearing those awful rumours. Before Kagome's death, I had noticed Kagome's true nature. I wouldn't say she was a bitch, but I admit she had attitude problems.

I turned a corner, still thinking. Kagome's spirit had been there, if only for a moment. I had sensed her presence when I was ripping that Kikyou to shreds. I haven't felt Kagome's aura since then.

That was one hundred years ago. I got over it. I found Rin. Rin was just like Kagome. Her looks and everything. She wasn't as stuck-up as Kagome and no one called her a bitch.

Maybe it was why I chose her. I didn't like Rin when I first met her. She was new to our school. From first glance, she'd look like a shy girl. But she was assigned to shadow me and she was nothing close to shy.

She was talkative and zealous. The things she talked about usually concerned flowers and different types. Rin loves flowers. I had been annoyed with her when I first met her. I often ignored her. She'd tag along everywhere, like some puppy.

I loathed her so much when she asked me about my ex-girlfriend. Apparently Kagome's death had spread to the schools in our district, including Rin's old one. She was interested in what happened, who killed Kagome, did I love Kagome, did I kill Kagome's murderer, did I cry and other things like that.

I wanted to strangle her. It wasn't any of her business. Why did she even care? I asked her the very same question. We were walking home. To my luck, she lived on the street before mine. Rin had stopped walking and she stood, staring at the floor.

I ignored it but stopped walking as well. I hadn't turned to her. "I care about you, Sesshoumaru-san. I want to know you. I.... I want to love you as Kagome did. I don't want you to feel any more pain...."

I remember the scent of salt. She was crying. At first, I decided I wanted to kill her. She couldn't love me like Kagome. She couldn't be Kagome. No one could. Absolutely no one would replace her.

But somehow I found myself holding her. Comforting her. Telling her,"Thank you," over and over. Why had I done it? I shook my head. Sometimes these thoughts of mine would lure me away from my original purpose.

I had to pick up my father's brief case. Apparently he accidently left it in the car. It didn't seem like my father to forget things. I stopped walking. My eyes widened slightly.

I sniffed the air once more. It couldn't be. I sniffed again. Cherry blossoms. The scent of cherry blossoms that I loved so much. The scent that gave me memories.. so many memories. This scent was more enticing than Rin's vanilla-like scent.

Maybe I was just smelling one of that woman's pictures. My father insisted on keeping her paintings. The half-breed's mother smelled like cherry blossoms. But why was I smelling it now? I never did before. It was never this strong.

Why was Kagome's scent swirling around me, strong as ever?

- POV: Kagome -

I felt like screaming. This mansion was getting on my nerves. They should put up signs. 'Exit - Turn Right.' I turned a corner and caught a glimpse of one of the scariest things I'd ever seen:

Sesshoumaru just turning the corner.