Disclaimer: I donnot own Inuyasha! DUH :P And not the song Break Stuff by Limp Bizkit!


"Okay, it's your stop." Miroku informed Kagome as if he were a cabby straight out of New York, and they stopped on a dark street while a blue house stood in front of the car. The house, as formally stated, was blue & the windows & doors were painted a dingy white. The front yard had grass, but it was all quite dead. It was a very plain house, and like most of the houses on the street, it looked very dark & dingy, some would maybe call it ugly. The words "SKOUKI" in giant black & red Graffiti letters were painted on the left side that they were too lazy to try & clean off, a marking of some unknown gang, probably the one Souta was apart of. The little fugitive…

A click & a loud squeak was heard throughout the dead street, as Kagome opened the car door and proceeded to step out of the car on her right leg. Once she got outside, she suddenly stumbled forward, and almost fell down. Now that there was no car seat to sit in, gravity was taking action on her dizzy body, "You okay?" Miroku asked her calmly, as she held unto the door for support.

"Yeah, 'course" Kagome replied cooly, keeping on her 'I don't feel like crap' facade. Then Kagome paused before she continued to walk the way to her front door, and turned around to glare daggers at Miroku, surprising the boy for her sudden switch in attitude. "Take her straight home!" Kagome commanded forcefully, then took another moment to point at Sango in the backseat, whom of had finally passed out (well, she had her eyes closed & wasn't really moving, at least). "If I find out you did anything to her, I'll get a knife, & remove your reasons for wanting to take advantage in the first place…" Kagome hissed at him, showing that she was dead serious. It was always Kagome's job to make sure Sango was safe, she was like she was a big sister to the girl, even though Sango was a few months older.

Miroku just put his innocent face on, "Of course, Kagome-chan…!", then he let out a nervous laugh, and rubbed the back of his neck with both fear & nervousness etched unto his face. Kagome's anger seemed to dissipitate as fast as it had come, and she turned around towards her door once again, "See ya tomorrow!" Kagome called out behind her, as she heard the car drive away, "Actually, it's 'I'll see you Today'…" she mumbled to herself in correction while she turned the door knob on the door, and it opened easily, "Hmph, it was unlocked…why am I not surprised?" she muttered to herself, as she opened the door, & slid inside the house, turning around quickly to close the door behind her as quietly as she could.

From what she had seen, before she had turned around, the house was dark & no lights were on. But weirdly, the house was brightly lit by the moonlight that shone through the windows.

"I was wondering when you'd be home…" a voice of a young boy rang towards her, breaking the silence suddenly & shocking her for a split second from surprise. The sound of a click could be heard, as the boy put down a Sake bottle he had been drinking. "Were you worried 'bout me?" she asked back, not being able to stop a loving smirk appearing unto her face. She didn't even have to turn around to know who it was, but when she did, her guess was confirmed. It was Souta, her little brother.

He was only a few inches shorter then Kagome, and had short black hair, which was spiked up messily with hair gel to make it look 'Cool', and he wore a black shirt, that had the sleeves ripped off, to make it look more grungy. He wore blue dirty-looking jeans, and it looked as if the knees of the pants had been cut through with a knife, so there were holes in the kneecaps of his jeans. His face was accompanied by a few cuts, the most noticable one on his chin. Kagome had always found that her little brother looked odd, as a gang-type-person. Like he was in the wrong story, and was supposed to be something like a Computer Geek in an alternate universe, or something other.

"Hmph, course not…" Souta answered cockily, sticking his tongue out at her childishly in the process, although he made it quite obvious that he was trying to hide that very fact, why else would he stay up this early or keep averting his eyes when she'd ask a question like that? Souta always worried about his sister, it had become a habit, "Where were you, and what were you doing?" he questioned her with a slight bit concern in his voice, even though he still tried to hide it the best he could.

Kagome stifled a small smile that was starting to creep onto her face, he may have been a mini-fugitive, carrying around guns & graffiti cans galore, but he was still her little brother. "It's really none of your business." Kagome replied confidently, but her confident façade quickly broke when THUD, she accidentally bumped into a wall while continuing to walk to her room again, "Ow…when did that wall get there…? Hehe…" Kagome blurted out stupidly with embarrassment, trying to add humor to the scene. She then rubbed her shoulder, which had suddenly gotten so painfully acquainted with the wooden wall.

"You're drunk…" Souta stated out nonchalantly yet with an obnoxious hint of triumph, as if he had gotten the answer to the Million Dollar Question correct, yet the 'Million Dollar Question' had been easy to answer. For a few things, her pupils were very dilated, and there was hint of redness on her cheeks & over her nose, not to mention the way she had staggered towards him. "Thank you Sherlock. Now if you can tell me what other things I took or did tonight, you get to enter the bonus round." Kagome answered back sarcastically, as she tried to straighten up from her hunched over position on the wall. But as she straightened out her legs, they suddenly gave way again, and she feel unto the floor on her knees.

Kagome just gave out an annoyed grumble, 'I can already tell, that this day is just going to suck..' Kagome thought to herself with an inward sigh. And she didn't know it at the moment, but this would in fact, not be her day. Not at all.

"Wow, so this is my role-model, eh? I'm so lucky" Souta commented in with a smirk, picking up some of his sister's sarcasm. "Damn it, shut up, Souta-chan." Kagome commanded snappily, she was getting tired of all this, 'Little brat…' she thought angrily. Kagome was surprised when suddenly there was a hand in front of her face…and it looked like it was there to help her up?

Kagome stared at it with a confused look. "Get up. Do you know how pathetic you look, Onee-chan?"

"Heh…" was all Kagome could think of answering, before she lifted her right hand, and allowed Souta to pull up the majority of her weight so she could stand, letting go after she was fully straight. Then she walked along the wall towards her bedroom, making sure one hand was against some type of furniture or other object, assuring that there was a high change she wouldn't fall again.

The house was eerily quiet, and it seemed as if only the two of them were home, "…so, where's Okaa-san?" Kagome asked hesitantly to her brother, but she already knew what the answer was. "I dunno…probably out…" Souta said looking down nervous & placing his hands in his pockets, "…well, ya know…" not wanting to have to finish his explanation.

Kagome understood why he didn't want to finish his sentence. You wouldn't want to say it out loud either if your mother was a Hooker, and she'd probably put a gun to someone's head, just so she could get a little extra Booze…

Kagome gave out an exasperated sigh, as she sat with a PLOP onto her bed, and limply fell over landing her head perfectly on her pillow, letting out another sigh in the process with a small smile lacing her lips. "I've never seen you so happy to be home…" Souta commented suspiciously, "Were you really looking forward to seeing your 'Family'? I think not."

That's it. Kagome had had enough.

Suddenly without warning, she grabbed Souta's chin & turned his face towards her, forcing him to look into her brown eyes, scaring him for a second, "Stop. Talking like that." Kagome commanded him slowly, a serious look in her eyes. "Why?" Souta asked with a raised eyebrow, sincerely wondering why.

"Because you remind me so much of him…all cocky like that…dammit, I think you spent too much time around him. You even act like him now, it's fucking annoying…that chapter of my life has ended, so stop reminding me, alright?" Kagome answered, talking more to herself then to Souta.

Souta raised an eyebrow, "Who - what - are you talking about…?" Souta asked slowly & suspiciously as if she were crazy, but deep down he knew, if only he had just realized.

The past seemed so far away now…how easily people forget.

Kagome let go of his chin, and rolled over in the bed so that her back was facing him, "No one. Just someone that I hate with a passion, someone from the not so distant past…" Kagome answered again in more a whispered mumble. Souta, now completely confused, just rolled his eyes & shrugged, "Well, G'night…see you tomorrow…or Today, actually…" and walked out of the room, heading for his bedroom a few steps down the hall.

'…and the past is better left forgotten.' Kagome thought to herself, as she slowly drifted off into sleep.


The blow-dryer hummed as it's hot air blew through Kagome's raven-black hair, slowly drying the soaked locks of hair that were cold & wet from showering. It was now morning, 6:42 AM to be exact, & after having emptied her stomach of the crap she had filled it with last night, Kagome was getting ready to head for school. She had music playing, a radio to be exact, in the bathroom; Break Stuff by Limp Bizkit was blaring through her ears.

It's just one of those days
When you don't wanna wake up
Everything is fucked
Everybody sucks
You don't really know why
But want justify
Rippin' someone's head off

After her hair was dry enough, Kagome examined herself in the mirror.

She wore her normal school uniform. A plain white shirt with short sleeves, with a few buttons that went down the front, with a navy blue mini-skirt that stopped about 2 inches above her knees. A little lower, there were high, loose-fitting, white socks that stopped a few inches below her knees, and on her feet were plain navy blue shoes that had small buckles in the front. About 3 of the buttons in the front of her shirt were un-buttoned, revealing a bit of her cleavage teasingly, or more her black-lacy bra really, and around the lowered shirt-collar, a navy-blue & gray tie with horizontal stripes was tied loosely around her neck. The tie wasn't part of the uniform, but Kagome thought it made her look better. It was one of Souta's, from one of his formal suits that he'd never, ever use in a million years.

All the way from her silky raven hair, to her melting chocolate brown eyes, to her large-full breasts, & down to her full thighs & slender legs, she was like the Goddess of Eye-Candy to males around this city. Any normal high school boy would be hungry to take her, not to mention every sick adult. It was needless to say that she was quite beautiful & sexy.

But Kagome was one of those beautiful things that you would dare not touch, and only marvel at it's magnificence.
Or get your hands burned for trying, at least.

Yet, looking at her profile in the mirror, the corners of Kagome's mouth slowly turned downward in a frown. She would have looked perfect, if it weren't for the large amount of scars & slashes on her arms & wrists. Another hobby, I guess you could say…or more, another way to numb pain.

Just like all the rest.

Kagome sighed. How annoying it was, that she'd have to wear the short-sleeved version of her uniform for summer. Well, it was either that, or melt during those unbearably hot days. Although, this beginning summer was more cool, but better safe then sorry.

She sighed again, and decided that she had to start the day sooner or later, and then proceeded to open the closed bathroom door. Kagome jumped back when she noticed someone had been standing outside waiting for her to come out, "Where…were you last…night…?" the person asked groggily, and there stood none other then Kagome's mother. When Kagome had woke up, she had found her mother sprawled out unconscious on the living room couch. Guess she had woken up. It was obvious though that her mother was still quite drunk from whatever she had done last night.

No human contact
And if you interact
Your life is on contract
Your best bet is to stay away mother-fucker
It's just one of those days

Her short black hair hung in the front of her face slightly in a messy curl, and she wore a short blue jean-skirt that wasn't much longer then her daughter's school uniform skirt. She wore a velvet-black shirt that hugged tightly around her chest, and revealed her stomach, and there were thick spaghetti-strap sleeves hanging around her shoulders, and black stockings that went up to her thighs were worn on her legs.

Yes, indeedy, she just screamed Hooker.

"I should be asking you that." Kagome replied with a frustrated sigh, and violently shoved her mother out of the way so she could walk out of the bathroom & into the living room, "And how did you know I wasn't home, when you were nowhere to be seen?"

"When I left, I couldn't see you 'nywhere…" what she meant to say, was 'When I left last night, you weren't home' but she was still a little drunk from her little bar cruise last night, "Tell me where you went." Ms. Higurashi demanded, her voice more forceful.

"It's none of your business, dammit!" Kagome snapped, "Souta, come on, we're heading out!" Kagome called through the house as she picked up her backpack from the ground by the back of the dirty couch in the living room. Suddenly Kagome felt her mother's hand grab her shoulder, and force her to turn around so that they were face to face once more, "Don't you dare ignore me like that! I had a really bad night last night, and I'm not in the mood." Ms. Higurashi yelled with anger, her frustration & solemn thoughts opening her wits for her.

"What happened, Okaa-san?" Kagome asked her mother with very noticable FAKE concern, "Did some poor hobo you slept with last night fuck & run without paying? And it's none of your business where I was, so don't you try to act all 'motherly' with me, you stupid whore." Kagome criticized calmly, as if it were normal to call your mother a 'Stupid Whore' (which for her, it kinda was), as she pushed the hand that was holding unto her shoulder off. Deep down she knew what she was saying & doing was disrespectful, but she had lost all respect for her mother years ago. She used to be a respectable Miko, but now her mother was so messed up, she doubted she could even purify an inch-long bee demon.

Its all about the he says she says bullshit
I think you better quit
Lettin' shit slip
Or you'll be leavin' with a fat lip

Ms. Higurashi just stared at her daughter with wide, surprised eyes. But that look of surprise quickly turned into a look of frustration, then pure anger, "Don't you dare talk to me like that!" Ms. Higurashi yelled at her daughter, and suddenly struck her across the face hard, as the sound of hand against skin seemed to echo. Souta, who had been standing behind Kagome calmly waiting for the fight to end so they could head for school, was wide-eyed. He couldn't believe that his mom had just slapped his sister! Kagome didn't seem to move from her position, but it could be seen that she too was shocked. Her eyes seemed to have gone dead.

There was a long silence, as if no one knew what to say. Which they didn't.

Kagome was the first to react, as she turned around & grabbed Souta's wrist, dragging her little brother out the door, and slammed it closed hard. Not saying anything to her mother, leaving the adult to wallow in what she had done & the quiet loneliness.

Its just one of those days…


There seemed to be an odd & eerie silence as Kagome & Souta walked. Well, Souta walked, Kagome stormed down the street. Actually, Souta was sorta dragging along, since Kagome still held firmly to his wrist.

Souta stared at her, feeling like he wanted to say something, but couldn't think of what. She looked both angry, sad, & lost in a world within her own mind, all at once. As if she were recalling a painful memory…the one that had just occurred a minute ago? That's what Souta thought, but he was wrong…she was recalling a very different memory, a more painful memory, one that existed long ago…

Suddenly, this bitter look spread across Kagome's face like a virus…as if she were going to cry?

'Wait, is she thinking about...?' Souta thought to himself, feeling slight panic welling within him, as he desperately thought of something to break the silence.

"Um…Onee-chan…are you...?" Souta started hesitantly, but was quickly cut off. "I'm fine." Kagome stated out dryly & turned around to face her little brother, letting go of the tight hold on his arm in the process, "Okaa-san is such a jerk sometimes, isn't she?" Kagome asked quizzically with a tiny laugh. Her sad face was now gone, and it was replaced by a small, yet slightly-sad, smile. Souta, happy that his sister didn't have that depressed look on her face any longer, gave out a small smile also, "Yeah…" he answered unsurely, finishing with a tiny, awkward laugh of his own.

The two seemed to have a strange brother-sister moment on that sidewalk, standing in silence with awkward smiles on their faces. Kagome loved her brother so much, even though he tried to act tough, he always really cared about her & made sure she was always alright, & her the same for him.

If it weren't for him, she'd have died ages ago.

"Hey! Souta, over here!" a voice of a boy called out to the two from across the street, breaking the mushy-sibling-moment & bringing them both out of their dazes. When the siblings looked in the direction of the voice, they could see a group of boys with graffiti cans writing random letters on a giant, yellow-white trashcan. The one that had called out to them stood in front on the very corner of the sidewalk, and was very distinguishable. He had soft orange hair, and pale beige skin. He looked very chunky, compared to all the other poor & skinny kids that lived in this dead city.

Honestly, if you had pasted whiskers on this kid, he would have looked like a chunky house-cat!

"Hey Buuyo, be right there!" Souta called over to his best friend, and turned to his sister, "I'm gonna go with them" Souta stated out while motioning over his shoulder to his friends, trying to gain her approval on the matter more rather then tell her.

"Okay." Kagome answered half-heartedly. But when Souta started walking away, she suddenly grabbed his arm & yanked him back, "What is it?" he asked his sister with slight annoyance. She kneeled down so that she had to look a little up to him, but the height equaled out since she was already inches taller then him, "Wait a second." Kagome commanded with a smirk, and instantly Souta knew she was doing, and his face turned into a grimace, but she started before he could protest. "Your face is dirty!" Kagome said quickly in a cute little voice, & licked her thumb, rubbing it on his cheek trying to clean an imaginary spot.

"Ewwww, Kagome, stop it!" Souta commanded while squirming in his sister's firm grip. Kagome stopped cleaning his face, but didn't stop with her embarrassing, "Oh look! Your buttons aren't buttoned right, hunny." Kagome said in a sarcastic-sympathetic tone, and starting buttoning up some of the buttons that were on the top of his blue uniform shirt, that had actually really been crooked & buttoned incorrectly.

A parade of laughter could be heard over by the trashcan, from Souta's loyal gang-buddies, and most of the boys were slapping their knees or banging their hands against random objects, trying not to bust a gut from laughing so hard at their friend being embarrassed.

"Onee-chan! Let go of me, dammit! Onegai!" Souta pleaded with a face as red as a tomato from embarrassment. Kagome smirked, and let go of her brother, as he quickly headed down towards his friends, incase she changed mind of her mercy. His friends were still laughing.

"I'll see you at school, Souta-chan!" Kagome called after him with a wave, "And remember to look both ways before crossing the street." Kagome added in an informative tone. "Shut up…" Souta demanded both to Kagome & his friends…who were still trying to stop laughing, but laughing harder all the same. "Awww, why do you have to be so bwitter, wittle Souta-chaaaan?" Buuyo replied in a baby-voice, mocking his friend, which only encouraged more laughs, "And besides, I wouldn't mind being babied by Kagome. If ya know what I mean? Hehe" the 14 year old added slyly, as he nudged one of the other boys with his elbow. Souta's face wrinkled up, "Ewwww, dude, that's my sister!" Souta stated out in disgust, as he followed his friends down an alleyway, to do who knows what.

Kagome watched as the boys left, and continued to head down the street. 'Ahhhh, well, I feel better.' Kagome thought to herself as she continued to walk, very proud of her working attempt to cheer herself up.