Kagome could feel his warmth coming off his soft fingertips, with they hands fitting each other. Her hazel eyes only stared right through him with the happiest enlighten look gleaming in her beautiful eyes while she looked softly at the expression written all over his face. Finally, they could finally take a deep breath breathing in fresh air than the scent of fresh blood that painted the walls and they're frail bodies. Finally, they could put they're past behind them and head on to whatever else life was about to bring them. Kagome's head gently laid against his side using his shoulders as a pillow, staring out to the fields with beautiful grass through the tinted windows. She knew now this wasn't a dream.. it was a dream come true for both of them.. especially him. His eyes stopped staring out to the distant sky when he felt they're hands still intertwined and her gently shutting her eyes drifting into a deep sleep. "Finally, your free. After years of suffering and abuse your finally free. Hopefully you can be happy again. Just like I'm happy for you." Kagome could see the vague expression painted on his face, the face like a young kid finally relieved of doing something right.
His chocolate eyes glimpsed at the smile she gracefully worn on her face, giving his hand a gentle squeeze before she completely drifted off into her sleep. Her long raven hair lightly danced from the fresh air the flew through the cracked window on her side. She felt the feeling of being relieved, a feeling of not sadness or worries. They all lifted off of her shoulders the moment they found the bloody orphanage disappearing in the distance. His head risen higher staring at the outside world he missed gazing at, and another taste of the fresh air filled his lungs. "You believed you were going to get out, and I doubted you. I'll never doubt you ever again. You were right, we were gonna make it out and you made me realize things are possible. Even if they don't seem that way." His warm hands still laid intertwined with hers gently moving down the leather seats comfortably gently resting his heads against hers ready to sleep off the rest of the trip to wherever they were headed. The blonde women gave a glance from the road for a moment to her back mirror seeing the reflection of they're new children bummed out sleeping restlessly with no worries intoxicating they're minds.
She just gave a gracious smile showing off her bright white teeth stretching her rose colored lips, understanding how rough it must off been living they're forever it seemed. To Kagome, she hadn't even been they're a week and already she understood what it was like to be in his dirty wore down shoes. She already had the beating marks to prove it, and the dried blood covering her wounds that hid vaguely underneath her light white school uniform top, that was almost torn to bits. She didn't doubt him why he hated everyone else but himself. She shared the exact pain as his but his was way worse thinking it would be impossible to save him from himself. But somehow she managed to, but she thought it was too late to. But she was wrong. So was he about escaping and having freedom and a family he could trust. "They're out cold.. It must have been hard for them living without with out family...Hopefully they'll be better when we get home." The teenage dressed mother sighed while she glanced again in her mirror, while Mark could only grasp her hand and slightly nodding and only the radio broke the saddened silence through out the musty car. " Don't worry about it. They'll be fine. It's gonna be rough adjusting but they will eventually."
Kagome couldn't feel safer then ever, sleeping beside the guy she could truly trust someone that keep her minds out of the gutters and the gruesome, sudden death of her whole family dieing in the car accident which her eyes witnessed every gruesome bloody aspect. She could only wonder what happened if she came, and it was tough to try to survive with a brand new life that seemed to change the minute she felt comfortable and safe. Life seemed to twist upside and back again, throwing her through hell and back again. She couldn't predict what was about to happen, but she just hoped she could live a normal life like she use to, and she continually wished for it. Hoping one day her wishes would come true, just like she never gave hope for escaping the hell they were burdened with.
The car gently rocked them back and forth into a distant sleep, imagining they're families and everything in life they truly missed. He could only vaguely remember his mother's sweet loving face, her wavy blonde strains of hair and her brown eyes that looked through people exactly like his did, always. Her gentle hands grasping his, happy and a delighted young child who had only been eight years old hearing his mother's soft words whispering teasingly in his ears. His hair was fairly short, dressed in nothing but little jeans and a small bright bloody shirt holding tightly to the small blue ball he received and was the only way to remember her by. She was dressed in black tight jeans wearing a beautiful low cut halter tops wearing the heaviest sickened sweet perfume all over something people could smell a mile away. Her soft fingertips slammed the black colored car door, inhaling the dust from the ground chocking when the heavy trucks passed behind them on what was now the dead highway. Her eyes were engulfed in tears trying to hide them from her young son, squeezing her hand tighter than she ever did before. "Mama why are you crying?" His brown eyes looked at his young mother who was about twenty eight giving a relaxed smile trying not to worry her son. " Nothing, just something in my eye. Please be a good boy while you stay at the play place alright?"
His head softly nodded jumping for boy bouncing the ball wildly into the air catching in the midst of his tiny palms. She constantly continued wiping the tears that gleamed like crystals when the sunlight hit her tanned colored face. "Of course I will mommy. I'll be a good boy just like I promised."
Her mother had the tears, something else was completely wrong she didn't want to worry her younger son about. She felt guilty like she committed a crime, and that's exactly what his young mother did. She had to bring herself to give her son away, and promised herself when she was released she come back someday before anything would happen to herself or him. She tightly squeezed his hand with the young child believing it would be a happy place, but this would be the secret he'd never find out and the truth why his mother left him there and never returned. Her hands swung open the door filling out the forms with her honey brown eyes full of sadness and emptiness wishing she didn't have to make this choice but it was for the best. Her hands opened widely holding her son trying not to scare him, but she was afraid this would be the last time she'd see her own son. She tried to keep her whimpers low while she gently kissed his forehead and his cheeks continuously hoping she'd never have to let go of her child ever. Her soft voice gently wished in his ears, hardly remembering the tears shining in her eyes. "I'll come back for you soon alright? So don't worry mommy will be back. I promise mommy will come back for you...I will...Please take care, I love you... Remember mommy will be back and we can have fun like always. I promise.. "
Her hands softly caressed her young baby with the sweet mother's touch regretting the dying mistake she made, of having the guilt of killing someone on her shoulder's as well giving up her own baby. In his own mind he believed his mother gave him up after she just had a baby girl and that's why she never returned but he was completely wrong. His head just nodded he was too young to notice what was actually going on and he thought he was just gonna sit there until his mother returned. "Alright mommy. I love you, I'll tell you how it went, I can't wait till you come back!" His mother gave him the hugest hug like she was latching on for dear life, giving him one last kiss before she had to turn away. "I'll come back I promise.. Someday.. Someday.." With that he waited forever until he realized his mother was never coming back, ever.
His eyes fluttered open when he felt the shaking sensation underneath them immediately stopped, hearing the car shutting down it's engine awaking from they're dreams state and waking up to the birch trees they saw through the tinted screen. Kagome awoken to the abrupt noise in her ears of the doors slamming shut groaning at the killing loud noise that woke them up in a instant. "Wake up were here..." Mark's voice gently rattled them slamming the car door, seeing them walking away up to they're small wooden cottage what it appeared to be. It had been hours they're were on the long stretch of highways but finally they were home. They have a real pillow, and no windows hiding behind thick bars and locks holding them in.
The beautiful night sky gleamed beautifully with all the stars and the bright moon shining down through the sun roof. Kagome gently fixated her long green skirt against her thighs, gently pulling her finger back away from his. Her brown eyes shimmering his hands didn't pull away, instead they gingerly rested on hers something that surprised her. She knew his hands pulled away from hers like his hands touched something cold or burning hot, but instead it didn't seem like he bothered to. Her hands gently grasped his darkened ripped shirt, checking to see if she could a glimpse of his brown eyes staring into nothing indicating if he was truly awake or not. "You awake?" She didn't hear a word come from his mouth. She could only hear the crickets out side night life basically, shaking her head until she felt herself froze after a minute passed by. His hand gently grabbed hers tightly seeing the concern gleaming in her eyes and written all of her, her beautiful face. "Don't worry I'm awake." She felt her heart ready to beat out of her chest when she heard his deepened voice unexpected respond back. "You alright? Being here with a new family?"
He began to chuckle, almost like nerve laughter but yet it was just laughing something off that brought her to raise an eyebrow wondering if he was truly alright. She could feel his chest raising up higher and higher and the hidden smile laying on his face in the shadows. "It's alright. I can deal with it.. with you here I can.." His nose just raised into the air like he didn't have a care in the world, and she was glad to see he was confident and finally relieved. She couldn't help but ask him something he'd likely would refuse to tell her, but it something she needed to know. She was like a school girl ready begging to hear gossip eager to hear what he'd say in response to her curious question. "How come you didn't pull away from me when my hand was holding on yours?" His cheeks began to flush light pink with the hateful scowl written across his once clam and collected face. Her question seemed alittle personal, and his hands just folded into each other grabbing his stuff that looked like rags ( which was his clothes) into a heap into his arms. "Are we gonna stay in here all freakin night?! Let's go!" His voice sounded upsetting and high strung feeling his face burning like they were blazing on fire. "Why the hell does she make me answer such stupid questions!?
Kagome could only give an sigh, grabbing what was left on the leather seat throwing her bag over her shoulders feeling the fresh air, and entranced by all the surroundings they never thought they could dare see again. The beautiful driveway heading to the small wooden little cottage, with the beautiful patio set out at the front and a huge forest hiding behind the small little house that was now they're home. His mouth dropped in amazement opening the door, seeing everything oak everywhere they turned. They long winding stair case in front of the door, and the dining room to the left filled with beautiful colors of roses in glass vases. From they're was a country looking kitchen marble counters and hand crafted figurines sitting undisrupted of folk women perched on the ends of the table. The living room was basic. Long white sofa, and long green fern plants everything so far they could dreamed of. "Wow, it's hard to believe we have a home now.. "His voice softly whispered lingering in her ear, seeing Mark coming from the basement with a brand new beer held tightly in his sweaty palms. "I'll show your, rooms. Hopefully you'll like them." Mark's disturbing voice echoed with an cunning smile that made Kagome uneasy, but she was sure she was just over reacting and not use to her new parents, or the surroundings around her. She just gazed around like she was in a dream state, not believing half of this was even real at all. Kagome closed her eyes giving the widest smile of thanks, while they're feet hit the carpeted floor instead of concrete underneath they're feet holding them up.
His hands flung open the shut door, opening to a beautiful pink colored room almost the exact same setting as Kagome's. She had a working desk in the corner, a huge dresser to put her clothing and a huge queen size bed and flowers in every direction she turned. "Wow Mark, it's a huge room compared to my old one!" Kagome was completely overjoyed she always wanted a bigger bedroom, and finally she had the opportunity to have one. Mark gave a delighted smile scratching at his brown beard that was rough against his palms realizing soon enough it was time to shave. His eyes turned into slits when he smiled, feeling happy that they're daughter was satisfied completely with they're rooms. Himself stood quietly back in the shadows observing Kagome's happiness while he still felt alittle empty inside. The dream about his mother brought him down, and he wished he never had a back flash dream it was better enough he didn't remember her face at all. Or her salty tears either. Mark's head just swung towards his older son giving a small smile with a tough decision looking face on. "Well we can probably give you the spare room beside her's. Basically we use it as a computer room, but they is a huge spare bed. Tomorrow we gonna enroll you in high school." His eyes firmly looked at him like a father and son, while Kagome butted in touching the sheet satin sheets she began to adore. "Well what about me? Don't I go to highschool?" Mark began to chuckle, at his younger daughter and things were differently ran around they're house. His hands roughly touched his beard leaning against the doorway. "Well Kagome, it's alittle different. You're only going on Monday to Wednesday. We need someone here to cook and clean and my wife has a busy job. I'm here sometimes but mostly up at the factory working the whole morning. Hopefully that doesn't seem unfair to you. We just need extra hands that's all."
Kagome rose an eyebrow thinking they're ideas were odd but she just gave a delighted grin overtaken by the new life, and world surrounding them. "Well that's alright. I don't mind!" His face sternly gazed at Mark thinking it was alittle unfair he had to attend High school the normal days but he kind of understood his ideas. He gently caressed his long black hair throwing back from it resting messing looking on his shoulders. "That means I'll have to be attending all the days?" Mark just gave a nod, as he shrugged his shoulders thinking it was abit unfair but he seemed alittle excited about meeting new people, getting in touch with the world around him again. He'd start his life all over, and that's what he planned. "Damn it! Kagome your god damn lucky!" His voice echoed in Kagome's ears while he began cursing underneath his breath, but Kagome was going to be paid extra for her work around the house. "Well it's odd I know, but is has kind of been a tradition in my family for along time as well. If you need anything just wake us up!"
Kagome gave tired yawn staring at the guy across from her laying against her bedpost with an angered defensive look on his face like it had been plastered on, and she didn't quite understand why. Kagome's soft hands just rubbed some lotion on her face she had in her pockets aimlessly staring at him wonder what else could be pissing him off. "What's a matter with you? You always seem like you have something up your ass." Kagome's brutally admitted swinging her legs at the edge of the comfy bed thinking how grand this new life was, even though it wasn't the same as the one she missed. His hands clenched into fists, staring at the cream colored ceiling and back to her hazel tinted eyes. "Nothing alright?! I don't trust any of them. They too friendly and annoying for they're own good!" He wanted to yell, but Kagome just elbowed him slightly in the stomach forgetting about his injuries around his ribcage. She didn't want them to hear it, or make these new happy parents upset and unhappy more than they were. Kagome just grabbed her hairbrush stroking through her hair like a knife through butter, staring in the mirror seeing his gloomy reflection in the mirror. "Just give it time alright? It's going to take awhile to adjust to this, believe me on this!" His thick blackened eyebrow raised looking at the girl like she was crazy, the way she spoke like her advice would truly work. He began to coldly laugh at her, forgetting how nice he could be, and how he could transform back into that jackass she first met. "Feh, we'll see. I'm going to bed. Night Kagome..."
He softly whispered lovingly but yet with a hateful tone still catching in his throat. Kagome gave a sweet grin towards his direction, while his rough hands flickered off the lights snuggling into her brand new bed, draping the thick pink covers over her freezing cold slim body. He refused to move, he just stood there placing his hands lifelessly to his side wondrously staring at the girl sleeping like baby, like she hadn't sleep like that in years. Kagome eyes could see his shadow still from the doorway wondering what was going on. "She's looks content when she sleeps. I don't know how she can. What the hell am I staring at?! I might as well catch up on my sleep and hope things go well in the morning.."
I needed to update so I did! I hope you enjoyed this chapter, Please R&R!)