When An Angel Lost Her Wings - Chapter 6
By: Sakura Katsana
Disclaimer:
Sakura's Note:
***
What do you think of when you hear the word Angel?
Wings, halos, happiness, religion . . .
But there is something else that exists
Ever heard the phrase
'Heaven doesn't want us and hell is afraid we'll take over'?
Well, that is what 'they' say
***
Chapter 6: She Who Has Fallen
Kagome hummed, mixing the batter with a whisk. She reached for the bag of chocolate chips and sprinkled some onto the poured mix on the griddle.
She'd woken up early this morning, early enough to hopefully makes amends with the Innocent, who was currently still sleeping(seeing how it was five in the morning. The Angel looked out at the sunrise, taking a minute to allow old memories to come flooding back.
~ "Mmm, smells good mom, what is it?" Kagome reached out to stick a finger in the batter, only to have it swatted away.
"Chocolate Chip Pancakes, you and Souta's favorite." her mom smiled, seemingly brightening the room. "Speaking of the newest addition to Tokyo Middle, can you wake him? I've never seen him sleep in so late on Saturdays."
"That's because he's not human like the rest of us," Kagome groaned, "I'll go get him."
"Thanks."
"HEY SOUTA! MOM'S MAKING KILLER PANCAKES! SO YOU NEED TO GET DOWN HERE. NOW!" Kagome sighed, walking back from the banister.
"I could have done that, Kagome." her mother shook her head, trying to hide the smile tugging at her lips.~
A single tear found its way to the counter, glistening for moments before drying up. Shaking her head she went back to cooking, only to have two arms wrap around her middle. Kagome jumped, startling whoever was behind her.
She whirled around, staring with wide eyes at Inuyasha, half awake, clad only in black satin boxers.
"Inuyasha?!" she grasped the counter.
He blinked, staring in shock, "K-Kagome?" he shook his head, running a hand through his hair, "Oh gods, Kagome, I'm sorry. I-I thought you were(You looked so much like her."
"It-it's fine. Don't worry about it. It's early, you were half asleep("
"But that's no excuse," he shook his head again, more fiercely, "You probably think you're cooking for a psycho."
"No, no, it's not that. I was just a little surprised, that's all." Kagome put on a smile, "Don't worry about it."
She turned back around, "I hope you like chocolate chip pancakes, they were my favorite as a kid."
Inuyasha nodded, "Yeah, Sayo liked them, when she came over, the rug rat got me addicted to them." the angel flipped one into the air, catching it on a plate, "Well that's good. Because I think I made a few too many."
*
Inuyasha walked up to the door, jingling his keys in search for the house key.
It'd been a long day.
Eight hours, in a hot, stuffy conference room with ten interested buyers, all bidding on the same property.
Gods he hated being in construction sometimes.
They had continued asking questions for a good three hours before finally giving in and right when he thought that Toyota had the highest offer two other companies had gotten calls to raise the bid.
His partner had left for the bathroom and never come back. He'd found out later that he'd been caught in his office with his wife.
Lucky bastard.
Inuyasha sighed, entering the house and tossing his keys onto the table. "Kagome?"
A familiar face popped out from the kitchen, "You're home!" she smiled, "How was("
"Bad." Inuyasha groaned, plopping down on the couch, "You?"
"Boring, but other than that it was fine." She said with fake enthusiasm, "the phone's been ringing off the hook all day!"
"Who's been calling?"
"Your dear, concerned family." Kagome let out a laugh at his downtrodden look, "They're all either very happy you've found someone new and are moving on or a bit bothered you let a complete stranger into the house."
Inuyasha sighed, leaning back and massaging his temples, "Damn, my family is nosy."
"Is Kagura always that fast to spread the news?"
"It wasn't her, it was most likely my brother." Inuyasha grabbed up his cell phone, punching numbers angrily.
"Who is it now?" Kagome sighed, walking over to the ringing phone.
"Here, let me talk to them." Inuyasha got up, pushing the end button on his cellular and picking up the phone, "Hey, look. I know you're concerned and all, I appreciate it I do, but could you please leave me the(What?"
Kagome's eyes widened, she tried reading his face for a sign of something wrong. Wrong was written all over his face.
His voice grew solemn, "How long ago? . . .Where'd you find him?"
There was a dead silence throughout the house except the faint sound of the speaker on the other line.
"Um . . .what's his name?" the Angel looked down, noticing his fist clenched hard, shaking like you would outside in the dead of winter. "Did he . . .did he care about it? Does he feel responsible?" his voice quivered, his lavender eyes met Kagome, his body seemed to calm a bit.
"T-thank you," Inuyasha sighed, hanging up the phone.
"What is it? What's wrong?" Kagome placed a hesitant hand on his shoulder, feeling a jolt of electricity at her contact.
"They, uh, they found Kikyo's killer." Inuyasha sighed, clenching and unclenching his fists. "They're questioning him right now, but they want me to come down and meet him."
Kagome's eyes widened, her breath caught in her throat. "Are you alright?"
"No, Kagome, I'm not alright! The man who murdered my wife is sitting there, still breathing while Kikyo lays six feet under. He doesn't feel remorse for killing her, he only say there with a smug look on his damned face! So, no, I am NOT alright!" Inuyasha pounded the wall, the paint cracking as he walked towards the door.
"Where("
"Out. I need some air." he grabbed up his leather jacket and keys, leaving the house as quickly as he had come.
Kagome rushed towards it, opening the door and looking out to see him walking down the street, his fists trembling.
It scared her how much he reminded her of someone.
Yet she couldn't remember his face.
*
He didn't know how cold it was out here.
How could he have? Yelling at Kagome like that and then storming out of their house without thinking where he would go? He didn't even think where his feet were leading him until he stopped at the stone marking the spot where Kikyo lay.
The flowers placed there where already dirty, even though they had only been placed there a little while before.
"Hey Kikyo," Inuyasha smiled, "I know that if anyone comes by they'll think I'm totally insane, but I needed someone to talk to. You're the person who came to mind." he waited for her to answer, "Oh yeah, you're(you're not here anymore." he allowed himself to give a bitter chuckle, "I know if you were you'd be laughing your head off right now."
Kagome gave a small smile, leaning a bit farther out from the tree.
"They found who did this to you, Kikyo, his name's Naraku. The bastard didn't seem to care, he only smiled. He said he was going to do more, but you fought him so hard he decided just to kill you." he knelt down, "I'm proud of you. I know everyone would say I'm crazy for that, that you should have just let him do whatever he wanted, but just fighting him took guts. You died honorably, something I hope to do."
Inuyasha fingered the chiseled letters, spelling his wife's name. "I miss you, Kikyo. If I could just hold you one last time, tell you I loved you . . ." he gave a sigh, closing his eyes tight.
The Angel gave a rigid sigh, feeling something warm and wet fall from her eyes down her cheeks, staining the ground below. She reached up to touch her face, completely taken aback by the wetness she felt there.
When had she started crying?
"It's all my fault! If I had put the phone on vibrate, if I hadn't been mowing the lawn(if I'd mown it when you'd asked me to. . .none of this would have happened." His fists grew white, "I should have been there." he sighed, "I vowed to protect you." his last words came as a whisper.
Kagome's eyes filled again, her body willing herself to move, but her heart wishing she could stay longer.
But she couldn't, that was the life of an Angel. You could never truly belong anywhere but heaven, and when you were like her, one of a kind, you didn't even belong there.
Without looking back to listen more Kagome turned, leaving the cemetery for home.
Yeah, home.
That's what it felt like. The way the kitchen lit up in the morning, the way her room was always the right temperature.
Just like home.
The wails of something in her pocket quickly grabbed her from her lonesome thoughts.
Shippou's mushrooms.
With a small, slightly wet, smile she closed her eyes, opening them to be surrounded by the perfect world she had come to live in.
"Kagome!"
She whirled around, a bit startled to see the back of Miroku's head in front of her face.
"Calm down, Shippou! Don't be rash!" just as fast as his head had been there it disappeared, replaced by two serious bottle-green eyes.
"Kagome! You're remembering too much! Instead of forgetting heartache you're gaining it! What's the matter with you? Are you cursed?" Shippou stamped his foot impatiently. "I've been up here since the Sengoku Jidai and have never seen anything like this!"
Sango shook her head in silent disapproval, "Shippou("
Shippou turned to eye the Angel, "Let the pro handle this."
"She's about five feet taller than you." Miroku reminded, "And they were best friends when alive, I think she'd be better fit to handle this. Seeing how she is the pro out of the five of us on Kagome."
Shippou glared, "She's the newest one here."
"I was selected for this place for a reason, this used to be called the Four before I came along, and it was you, Shippou, that said I should be here. I might be an Angel, and helped many Innocents, but that doesn't mean that confrontations can't occur. We have free will for a reason." A thunder from above caused everyone's eyes to widen.
"Now we have to go settle this, seeing how you think I'm not capable." Sango glared, Miroku easing away from her all the while.
"Um, excuse me?" Kagome looked around, seeing even Toutousai and Myouga(the silent ones(involved. "Why exactly was I called here?"
Miroku sighed, "Kagome, you already know it's not normal for an Angel to still remember most of their past, how they died, et cetera, et cetera. But it looks like it's only getting worse. You're falling in love again, aren't you?"
"I never was in the first place. He fell in love with me, and that wasn't my fault. I was only nice, like I should be, to him, I never flirted. Between you and me he was quite naïve. Plus, the added emotion helps me relate better."
"Whatever, Kagome. Just be careful. I don't want to see another Angel hurt."
"What do you mean another?"
Miroku shook his head, "It's nothing for you to worry about. I suggest you get back before he starts to worry."
"Yeah." Kagome nodded, "I'll see you, Miroku."
"Of course, unless you become the first blind Angel as well," Miroku flashed a smile, leaving after the others.
*
Kagome looked around, the streets seemed colder than when she had left. 'It's the weather,' she thought, hurrying in direction Inuyasha's house was.
She stumbled, bumping into another figure, their body still like stone, cold as ice. "Oh, I'm sorry. I must have not been watching where I was("
The woman turned, her eyes red as blood, her face a fair peach. She glared at the Angel with contempt, "It's time for you to die."
Being an Angel she didn't fear this woman, she was only a threat to those who still lived. What could she do though, humor her? Kagome took a reflexive step back, studying the glaring woman in front of her.
"My name is Abi, and I am here to slay you." she gave a smug look, "Don't look so confused."
Where had she heard that name before? Kagome racked her brain for answers, it froze on the story Sango had told her.
~ "Are Fallen Angels real, Sango-chan?"
Sango gave a grim look, sighing, "Yes, they are."
"How many are there?"
"There's only one. Her name is Abi. On Earth she was known as Abi Hime. Once she witnessed the loss of her mother she was struck by grief and tried defending all of those who ever came across the murderers. By doing this she became and Angel. A very good one at that.
She helped everyone she was assigned to. That was, until she met the ancestor of the ones who had killed her mother. Suddenly evil overcame her and she killed him, and his family. What she knew but didn't care about was that he was adopted. Not even sharing the same blood."
Kagome's eyes widened, tears threatening to come. "What did you do?"
"This happened only a little while before you came up here. I had just become one of the Five, then known as the Four. Miroku and I confronted her and she tried killing us too, thinking that being an Angel herself she could slay us. Of course, she couldn't and we ended up stripping her of her Angelhood.
A tainted Angel is not welcome in Hell, because although they are evil they still stepped foot in Heaven, ergo being stronger than those below. She was dead, not an Angel, Essence, or Damned. She was stuck on Earth, a Fallen Angel. She know tries to trap Angels, using techniques she learned from sources the Five were not told of to keep them from going to Heaven hoping to dim their spirits. She resents all Angels, wingless or not." ~
"Abi. The Fallen Angel." Kagome's eyes narrowed, her head rushing through idea after idea.
"I see you've heard of me. I'd say my reputation proceeds me but it is such a cliché." Abi smirked, cocking her head to the side. "You don't look like an Angel, but the purity is there." she scoffed, "Angels make me sick."
"Why? Because you were once one of us, until you did something unforgivable?"
"Angels should always be forgiven."
"Vendettas are not something Angels did before you, nor after, something that cold and selfish shouldn't be taken lightly."
"Who said anyone took it lightly?" Abi retorted, "They stripped me of my life. My destiny in death. And now they fight to strip me of what I am now."
"Abi!" Both women turned to see two pairs of angry eyes, both a God-sent for the Angel.
Sango stepped forward, each footstep purifying the ground it touched of waste. "Let Kagome go."
The Fallen Angel's eyes widened, "this no longer concerns you."
Miroku glared, raising a hand. With the flick of his wrist Abi was on the ground, her red eyes glowing with evil. "This is the last time we'll deal with you."
Sango looked up, locking eyes with Kagome.
Kagome stared, she had never seen her friends this angry before.
"Go on, Kag, it's fine."
"But-"
"Go." there was something in her voice that told her she shouldn't be there, she didn't want to see what was about to happen.
*
Well, there's another chapter completed. I'll be posting a few one shots this Spring Break and also I'm With Him's first chapter.
So, until then
Ja ne
~Sakura
Disclaimer:
Sakura's Note:
***
What do you think of when you hear the word Angel?
Wings, halos, happiness, religion . . .
But there is something else that exists
Ever heard the phrase
'Heaven doesn't want us and hell is afraid we'll take over'?
Well, that is what 'they' say
***
Chapter 6: She Who Has Fallen
Kagome hummed, mixing the batter with a whisk. She reached for the bag of chocolate chips and sprinkled some onto the poured mix on the griddle.
She'd woken up early this morning, early enough to hopefully makes amends with the Innocent, who was currently still sleeping(seeing how it was five in the morning. The Angel looked out at the sunrise, taking a minute to allow old memories to come flooding back.
~ "Mmm, smells good mom, what is it?" Kagome reached out to stick a finger in the batter, only to have it swatted away.
"Chocolate Chip Pancakes, you and Souta's favorite." her mom smiled, seemingly brightening the room. "Speaking of the newest addition to Tokyo Middle, can you wake him? I've never seen him sleep in so late on Saturdays."
"That's because he's not human like the rest of us," Kagome groaned, "I'll go get him."
"Thanks."
"HEY SOUTA! MOM'S MAKING KILLER PANCAKES! SO YOU NEED TO GET DOWN HERE. NOW!" Kagome sighed, walking back from the banister.
"I could have done that, Kagome." her mother shook her head, trying to hide the smile tugging at her lips.~
A single tear found its way to the counter, glistening for moments before drying up. Shaking her head she went back to cooking, only to have two arms wrap around her middle. Kagome jumped, startling whoever was behind her.
She whirled around, staring with wide eyes at Inuyasha, half awake, clad only in black satin boxers.
"Inuyasha?!" she grasped the counter.
He blinked, staring in shock, "K-Kagome?" he shook his head, running a hand through his hair, "Oh gods, Kagome, I'm sorry. I-I thought you were(You looked so much like her."
"It-it's fine. Don't worry about it. It's early, you were half asleep("
"But that's no excuse," he shook his head again, more fiercely, "You probably think you're cooking for a psycho."
"No, no, it's not that. I was just a little surprised, that's all." Kagome put on a smile, "Don't worry about it."
She turned back around, "I hope you like chocolate chip pancakes, they were my favorite as a kid."
Inuyasha nodded, "Yeah, Sayo liked them, when she came over, the rug rat got me addicted to them." the angel flipped one into the air, catching it on a plate, "Well that's good. Because I think I made a few too many."
*
Inuyasha walked up to the door, jingling his keys in search for the house key.
It'd been a long day.
Eight hours, in a hot, stuffy conference room with ten interested buyers, all bidding on the same property.
Gods he hated being in construction sometimes.
They had continued asking questions for a good three hours before finally giving in and right when he thought that Toyota had the highest offer two other companies had gotten calls to raise the bid.
His partner had left for the bathroom and never come back. He'd found out later that he'd been caught in his office with his wife.
Lucky bastard.
Inuyasha sighed, entering the house and tossing his keys onto the table. "Kagome?"
A familiar face popped out from the kitchen, "You're home!" she smiled, "How was("
"Bad." Inuyasha groaned, plopping down on the couch, "You?"
"Boring, but other than that it was fine." She said with fake enthusiasm, "the phone's been ringing off the hook all day!"
"Who's been calling?"
"Your dear, concerned family." Kagome let out a laugh at his downtrodden look, "They're all either very happy you've found someone new and are moving on or a bit bothered you let a complete stranger into the house."
Inuyasha sighed, leaning back and massaging his temples, "Damn, my family is nosy."
"Is Kagura always that fast to spread the news?"
"It wasn't her, it was most likely my brother." Inuyasha grabbed up his cell phone, punching numbers angrily.
"Who is it now?" Kagome sighed, walking over to the ringing phone.
"Here, let me talk to them." Inuyasha got up, pushing the end button on his cellular and picking up the phone, "Hey, look. I know you're concerned and all, I appreciate it I do, but could you please leave me the(What?"
Kagome's eyes widened, she tried reading his face for a sign of something wrong. Wrong was written all over his face.
His voice grew solemn, "How long ago? . . .Where'd you find him?"
There was a dead silence throughout the house except the faint sound of the speaker on the other line.
"Um . . .what's his name?" the Angel looked down, noticing his fist clenched hard, shaking like you would outside in the dead of winter. "Did he . . .did he care about it? Does he feel responsible?" his voice quivered, his lavender eyes met Kagome, his body seemed to calm a bit.
"T-thank you," Inuyasha sighed, hanging up the phone.
"What is it? What's wrong?" Kagome placed a hesitant hand on his shoulder, feeling a jolt of electricity at her contact.
"They, uh, they found Kikyo's killer." Inuyasha sighed, clenching and unclenching his fists. "They're questioning him right now, but they want me to come down and meet him."
Kagome's eyes widened, her breath caught in her throat. "Are you alright?"
"No, Kagome, I'm not alright! The man who murdered my wife is sitting there, still breathing while Kikyo lays six feet under. He doesn't feel remorse for killing her, he only say there with a smug look on his damned face! So, no, I am NOT alright!" Inuyasha pounded the wall, the paint cracking as he walked towards the door.
"Where("
"Out. I need some air." he grabbed up his leather jacket and keys, leaving the house as quickly as he had come.
Kagome rushed towards it, opening the door and looking out to see him walking down the street, his fists trembling.
It scared her how much he reminded her of someone.
Yet she couldn't remember his face.
*
He didn't know how cold it was out here.
How could he have? Yelling at Kagome like that and then storming out of their house without thinking where he would go? He didn't even think where his feet were leading him until he stopped at the stone marking the spot where Kikyo lay.
The flowers placed there where already dirty, even though they had only been placed there a little while before.
"Hey Kikyo," Inuyasha smiled, "I know that if anyone comes by they'll think I'm totally insane, but I needed someone to talk to. You're the person who came to mind." he waited for her to answer, "Oh yeah, you're(you're not here anymore." he allowed himself to give a bitter chuckle, "I know if you were you'd be laughing your head off right now."
Kagome gave a small smile, leaning a bit farther out from the tree.
"They found who did this to you, Kikyo, his name's Naraku. The bastard didn't seem to care, he only smiled. He said he was going to do more, but you fought him so hard he decided just to kill you." he knelt down, "I'm proud of you. I know everyone would say I'm crazy for that, that you should have just let him do whatever he wanted, but just fighting him took guts. You died honorably, something I hope to do."
Inuyasha fingered the chiseled letters, spelling his wife's name. "I miss you, Kikyo. If I could just hold you one last time, tell you I loved you . . ." he gave a sigh, closing his eyes tight.
The Angel gave a rigid sigh, feeling something warm and wet fall from her eyes down her cheeks, staining the ground below. She reached up to touch her face, completely taken aback by the wetness she felt there.
When had she started crying?
"It's all my fault! If I had put the phone on vibrate, if I hadn't been mowing the lawn(if I'd mown it when you'd asked me to. . .none of this would have happened." His fists grew white, "I should have been there." he sighed, "I vowed to protect you." his last words came as a whisper.
Kagome's eyes filled again, her body willing herself to move, but her heart wishing she could stay longer.
But she couldn't, that was the life of an Angel. You could never truly belong anywhere but heaven, and when you were like her, one of a kind, you didn't even belong there.
Without looking back to listen more Kagome turned, leaving the cemetery for home.
Yeah, home.
That's what it felt like. The way the kitchen lit up in the morning, the way her room was always the right temperature.
Just like home.
The wails of something in her pocket quickly grabbed her from her lonesome thoughts.
Shippou's mushrooms.
With a small, slightly wet, smile she closed her eyes, opening them to be surrounded by the perfect world she had come to live in.
"Kagome!"
She whirled around, a bit startled to see the back of Miroku's head in front of her face.
"Calm down, Shippou! Don't be rash!" just as fast as his head had been there it disappeared, replaced by two serious bottle-green eyes.
"Kagome! You're remembering too much! Instead of forgetting heartache you're gaining it! What's the matter with you? Are you cursed?" Shippou stamped his foot impatiently. "I've been up here since the Sengoku Jidai and have never seen anything like this!"
Sango shook her head in silent disapproval, "Shippou("
Shippou turned to eye the Angel, "Let the pro handle this."
"She's about five feet taller than you." Miroku reminded, "And they were best friends when alive, I think she'd be better fit to handle this. Seeing how she is the pro out of the five of us on Kagome."
Shippou glared, "She's the newest one here."
"I was selected for this place for a reason, this used to be called the Four before I came along, and it was you, Shippou, that said I should be here. I might be an Angel, and helped many Innocents, but that doesn't mean that confrontations can't occur. We have free will for a reason." A thunder from above caused everyone's eyes to widen.
"Now we have to go settle this, seeing how you think I'm not capable." Sango glared, Miroku easing away from her all the while.
"Um, excuse me?" Kagome looked around, seeing even Toutousai and Myouga(the silent ones(involved. "Why exactly was I called here?"
Miroku sighed, "Kagome, you already know it's not normal for an Angel to still remember most of their past, how they died, et cetera, et cetera. But it looks like it's only getting worse. You're falling in love again, aren't you?"
"I never was in the first place. He fell in love with me, and that wasn't my fault. I was only nice, like I should be, to him, I never flirted. Between you and me he was quite naïve. Plus, the added emotion helps me relate better."
"Whatever, Kagome. Just be careful. I don't want to see another Angel hurt."
"What do you mean another?"
Miroku shook his head, "It's nothing for you to worry about. I suggest you get back before he starts to worry."
"Yeah." Kagome nodded, "I'll see you, Miroku."
"Of course, unless you become the first blind Angel as well," Miroku flashed a smile, leaving after the others.
*
Kagome looked around, the streets seemed colder than when she had left. 'It's the weather,' she thought, hurrying in direction Inuyasha's house was.
She stumbled, bumping into another figure, their body still like stone, cold as ice. "Oh, I'm sorry. I must have not been watching where I was("
The woman turned, her eyes red as blood, her face a fair peach. She glared at the Angel with contempt, "It's time for you to die."
Being an Angel she didn't fear this woman, she was only a threat to those who still lived. What could she do though, humor her? Kagome took a reflexive step back, studying the glaring woman in front of her.
"My name is Abi, and I am here to slay you." she gave a smug look, "Don't look so confused."
Where had she heard that name before? Kagome racked her brain for answers, it froze on the story Sango had told her.
~ "Are Fallen Angels real, Sango-chan?"
Sango gave a grim look, sighing, "Yes, they are."
"How many are there?"
"There's only one. Her name is Abi. On Earth she was known as Abi Hime. Once she witnessed the loss of her mother she was struck by grief and tried defending all of those who ever came across the murderers. By doing this she became and Angel. A very good one at that.
She helped everyone she was assigned to. That was, until she met the ancestor of the ones who had killed her mother. Suddenly evil overcame her and she killed him, and his family. What she knew but didn't care about was that he was adopted. Not even sharing the same blood."
Kagome's eyes widened, tears threatening to come. "What did you do?"
"This happened only a little while before you came up here. I had just become one of the Five, then known as the Four. Miroku and I confronted her and she tried killing us too, thinking that being an Angel herself she could slay us. Of course, she couldn't and we ended up stripping her of her Angelhood.
A tainted Angel is not welcome in Hell, because although they are evil they still stepped foot in Heaven, ergo being stronger than those below. She was dead, not an Angel, Essence, or Damned. She was stuck on Earth, a Fallen Angel. She know tries to trap Angels, using techniques she learned from sources the Five were not told of to keep them from going to Heaven hoping to dim their spirits. She resents all Angels, wingless or not." ~
"Abi. The Fallen Angel." Kagome's eyes narrowed, her head rushing through idea after idea.
"I see you've heard of me. I'd say my reputation proceeds me but it is such a cliché." Abi smirked, cocking her head to the side. "You don't look like an Angel, but the purity is there." she scoffed, "Angels make me sick."
"Why? Because you were once one of us, until you did something unforgivable?"
"Angels should always be forgiven."
"Vendettas are not something Angels did before you, nor after, something that cold and selfish shouldn't be taken lightly."
"Who said anyone took it lightly?" Abi retorted, "They stripped me of my life. My destiny in death. And now they fight to strip me of what I am now."
"Abi!" Both women turned to see two pairs of angry eyes, both a God-sent for the Angel.
Sango stepped forward, each footstep purifying the ground it touched of waste. "Let Kagome go."
The Fallen Angel's eyes widened, "this no longer concerns you."
Miroku glared, raising a hand. With the flick of his wrist Abi was on the ground, her red eyes glowing with evil. "This is the last time we'll deal with you."
Sango looked up, locking eyes with Kagome.
Kagome stared, she had never seen her friends this angry before.
"Go on, Kag, it's fine."
"But-"
"Go." there was something in her voice that told her she shouldn't be there, she didn't want to see what was about to happen.
*
Well, there's another chapter completed. I'll be posting a few one shots this Spring Break and also I'm With Him's first chapter.
So, until then
Ja ne
~Sakura