Agent of Silence
"Looks like I'm on my own for now. I know they'll tell me sometime. I just have to be patient," Kagome chided herself.
She needed something to do, before she moved into self-pity mode. That wouldn't do well for her.
'I know! I'll go to the library and work on my writing, or maybe I'll read something.' That sounded good. Kagome loved to write. She found it one of the best ways to let all of her feelings out. People found her expressive and outgoing, sure she was, but sometimes it was better to just write it all down, and right now that sounded REALLY good.
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Man, this girl . . . looked so familiar. Really familiar. He couldn't figure out why though. Inuyasha decided that all he could do was follow her, maybe she would turn around and he could see her face.
He would just have to wait.
He watched the girl turn a couple corners. He had been in this agency building for almost 5 years before he left and he had NO idea where they were going. He was sure this place wasn't new because this wing had the familiar sign of a dragonfly on its door handles. That was an old symbol.
It meant that they were in h-wing. What was in h-wing? He continued to move stealthily behind her.
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Sango cautiously knocked on Inuyasha's door before opening it and walking in.
She gazed around, noting the empty look of it, until her gaze fell on Miroku. He was sitting there, lazily sipping what looked to be a cup of tea.
"Miroku, where's Inuyasha?" Sango looked at him expectantly. She wanted an 'Oh he's just in the bathroom, can't supervise him everywhere,' answer. Miroku didn't have one of those.
Of course, by the look on his face, Sango couldn't tell. "Well?"
"Well, as you can see, he's not here," Miroku looked at her, knowing that she would surly do something close to going on a rampage.
He was ready.
"What do you mean, He's not here?" Sango enunciated each syllable carefully, a threat full in her voice, promising pain.
"Exactly that. He's not here and I haven't a clue where he is," Miroku looked innocent, but not the kind where he was trying to convince you that groping wasn't is fault. It was different.
It was lazy, careless, so flippantly annoying. It would have normally enraged her. But, this wasn't the normal Miroku, she could tell.
She took one step forward. "What's wrong Miroku?"
It was spoken so calmly, quietly. But he could easily sense the distress. He had known her for too long to be thrown off this easily.
It felt so good though, to know that she cared.
He watched her take another step towards him. He didn't move at all, letting her come to him.
She would come. She wouldn't stop, not now. And he needed her to. He felt so lonely, so lost. No one was here, physically.
There wasn't Kagome or Inuyasha, certainly not Kikyou. But Sango was here. He didn't want to lose her too.
So he did the only thing that he could think of.
Sango was right in front of him. Up close, his expression was so different. So dismal and . . . lost. She didn't like that. She took a final step forward, so very close to him.
He grabbed her around the waist and brought her down to him before she could protest. He wrapped his arms fully around her as he settled her into his lap, sideways.
"Miro-"
"Just hold me Sango. Just stay here with me. Just for now. Inuyasha'll be okay. I need you," Miroku spoke, his voice weak with too much emotion. He wasn't an emotional guy.
But this was . . . was just . . . just where he wanted to be right now. The only place he wanted to be.
Even if it was selfish.
He sighed as Sango wrapped her arms around his neck, leaning into
him.
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'Great! There are only a couple people in here.' Kagome thought. She liked it when it was quiet. That's why she liked the library. It was always the best place to find peaceful silence.
She seated herself at a table, tuning out any conversation around her and focusing on her writing as she pulled a notebook out of her bag.
'What to write. I don't know.'
Kagome sat there and thought.
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'I need to get behind that bookshelf so I can see her face. She's too dazed right now to notice me.'
The thought never occurred to him that he was actually having fun. Here he was, chasing a mysterious familiar girl around, having fun and trying not to be caught. Not once did Kikyou cross his mind.
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Kagome's pen started to scratch across the paper as she thought of the next lines, writing down all of her feelings that she could get out.
I want to believe in the magic
That I left behind.
I want to lose myself
In the beauty of things.
Kagome paused. Why did she sense someone?
Hurriedly, she turned around, facing the opposite direction.
She didn't know why she suddenly felt so . . . paranoid, but she did.
She glanced around once more, before continuing her poem.
I want to know all the secrets
That hold the innocent of mind,
I want to see all the joy
That life seldom brings.
Again she felt eyes, disturbing eyes. They felt so strong, bonded to her, yet she didn't know why. This was getting on her nerves.
Kagome lowered herself, putting her head down, so as to hide her face. She hunched her shoulders over her notebook and continued to write.
But most of all,
I want to be carried away
I want to fly with the wind
And soar to yesterday.
The carefree days-
This was utterly annoying! Who was watching her with such fascination!!
Kagome bit back her growl. The guilty onlooker didn't need to know that they had been noticed.
She closed her notebook and shoved it in her bag. She pulled her collar up to cover the bottom half of her face and marched away in the opposite direction of where she sensed the eyes.
God she hoped she didn't have a stalker on her hands!
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Inuyasha was getting frustrated! Why couldn't she just turn around so he could see her face!
'No not that direction!' Inuyasha almost hit the bookshelf. He had been walking around to her other side, trying to catch a glimpse of her face, but she was looking around discreetly.
'She knows I'm here!' Inuyasha had to give her props for that much. She must be useful around here. Her instincts were great.
Just as he rounded the last bookshelf, she decided to turn the opposite direction!!! Dang!
'Come on. Turn back. Look over here, you can do it. I'm such an idiot!' Inuyasha thought to himself. He was sitting here talking to her in his mind. He sighed.
He started to move to the other side but stopped. That wasn't going to do him any good.
He stood his ground and studied her. He hadn't noticed before but, she was writing something.
He inched closer to her, peering through the books. She was writing a poem! He didn't know anyone who wrote poems. A faint thought crossed his mind, making him wonder if she was any good, but he pushed it away before he could dwell on it.
He didn't even know this girl! He felt like he was almost getting attached here. This would do know good for him!
He had this one day off from school and here he was, watching a girl write a poem in a library he'd never been in wondering what her face looked like and why her hips were so CURVY!!!!
Dang.
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A/N: I know thatsome of you are dieing to let them meet, but not in this chapter! ^_^
Short chapter, I know and I'm soooo~~~~~~~ SORRY!!!!!!!!!
I have a deal to make with you people:
#1. I can write short chapters- this long or shorter- and post fast.
#2. I can write long chapters and post . . . well take a long time.
VOTE ON IT!!!!!!!!!!
Okay, the reason it took forever to get this out was I thought I deserved a break after that 11 ELEVEN page chapter!
That's what I'm saying. If I write a long chapter, it will be longer for the next one to come out!!!!
Thank you all so~~~~~~~ much for the feedback!!!! I'm so happy that people are reading my story!!!
My buddy has decided to write again too!
Sorry for the sappy scene between Miroku and Sango! I didn't get enough feedback on whether they should be in this story as a pairing. I need to know!
