"I have no idea if I
can explain this right." Inu Yasha scratched the back of his head
while Miroku and Sango looked at him expectantly from the couch. They
watched him as he walked back and forth in front of them, as if
practicing what he was going to say. He stopped and kneed down in
front of them. "Ok, have either of you head of the shikon no
tama?"
They both nodded. "Good" Inu Yasha sighed. That was
the hardest part to explain. "OK, well kagome in the reincarnation
of the priestess that protected it hundreds of years ago. Sesshomaru
said he saw the jewel glow within her body when the necklace was
sealed to me." he grabbed the necklace, resting his murderous glare
on it, only to continue. "Ok, this part, I'm not supposed to tell
"legal"." He put his hands up and everything. "But kagome had
a bad past. Actually everything was pretty good until right before
the end of last school year. She had three friends. They all died due
to something along the lines of drugs, rape, beatings, and other
things like that. Things that happened to them for year, that kagome
didn't know about. These girls were her best friends and they kept
it from each other, because of their stupidity they died. Kagome
blamed it on herself."
"Oh god, how awful" Sango had her
mouth hidden behind her hand. Her eyes had already begun to water.
Miroku put his arm around her in a comforting way…no lechury
involved.
"I know, after it all happened she thought back and
saw the signs of each of the girls' problems. She blamed
herself."
"But it wasn't her fault" Sango cried.
"I
know" Inu Yasha nodded his head. "But that isn't the worst
part. Kagome and Souta were attacked by their step-dad. Their mother
was found somewhere poisoned. He had killed their grandpa. Oh yeah,
and don't forget how her boyfriend was hit by a car and died on
impact." Inu Yasha had his head down. "She thinks that anybody
who dares to care for her will fall under the same fate."
"I
gather we are here to help you make her feel at home and try to find
a way to make her understand she isn't cursed?" Miroku said,
still holding the crying Sango.
"Yeah, something like that. I
don't know the first thing about how to go about it."
Sango
shot up, tears starting to dry. "I Sango, swear to do all in my
power to help this young girl in need."
"Yeeeeaaaahhhhhh, you
do that" Inu Yasha backed slightly away.
Sango glared. She was
only trying to liven things up enough to not mope about while
helping, bastard hanyou.
"Ok" Inu Yasha rubbed his head.
"Where do we start? I thought about bringing color and whatever foo
fooness girls like in her room while she slept."
"That's a
good idea" sango smiled. He sat down and started to brainstorm.
"I
will go and fetch some of her clothes and whatever a girl may need
from her house." Miroku started to walk away muttering to himself.
"Toothbrush, hairbrush, tamp….ewww" he closed the front door
behind him.
Inu Yasha ran for the phone, passing Sango, who had
somehow found a stack of blank paper and colored pencils. Shaking his
head he started to dial Sesshomaru's number, only to remember that
those pencils where Sesshomaru's. Oh shit!
"Yes little
brother" Sesshomaru picked up his phone.
"Kagome is now
staying here and fully conscious. I need you to call the school and
have to switched to independent studies, and tell them that either
me, Sango, or Miroku, may arrive at anytime to pick it up." He
heard his older brother sigh.
"I will call the school when I am
done with the client that I have. Please be patient." CLICK!
Two
hours went by. Sango had gone to the store, bought random things,
made a few, and placed them perfectly in kagome's room, without
bothering the girl. Miroku had been back for an hour already, but he
was having trouble doing his job. When he had gotten to her room he
saw that it was a mess. There were things everywhere. Every few
inches were claw marks, but not any claw marks, Sesshomaru's. If
there was one thing that Sesshomaru had, it was unique claw marks. So
thin, yet deep and long. So full of elegances and practice.
He
had put the bags next to the door of kagome's room. He was going to
put her clothes away for her, but that wouldn't have sat well with
the angry hanyou who eyed him carefully; Sango could do it. Do it she
did. Looking at her task she sighed. It looked that Miroku brought
all of her clothes, with a bag for other things on the side.
When
she had gotten to the other bag she stopped to take a look. There
were the basic bathroom necessities, however, there was a small brown
box at the bottom of the bow; she took it out and started to look
threw it.
Miroku stood in the hall next to her. "They are
things I found around the house. Her mothers jewelry, her own
jewelry, pictures, and what not." He whispered.
Sango turned.
She didn't know what to say. Miroku had been amazing today. It was
so cute how he did all this, and put feeling into it. "Thank you
Miroku, I'm sure she'd say the same thing if she were wake" She
smiled the best loving smile that she could, and judging by the
dreamy look in his eyes, he liked it.
Kagome sat in water,
somewhere too dark to see anything in front of her. She felt warm,
yet out in the open. It was almost like anything or anybody could
attack her at any moment. Wrapping her arms around her self he
noticed it. The water was really thick; was she in a pond?
Suddenly
it became light out. She screamed at what she saw. She was sitting in
a pool of blood. There was nothing anywhere, just blood, miles and
miles of it. She screamed again; she knew something was going to
happen to her. She just knew it.
Sango had gone to the
bathroom, leaving Miroku in the hall. As he started to make is decent
downstairs, his head started to hurt. His started to move of it's
own accord. Miroku tried to scream for help, but it was too late. The
only thought that was going threw his mind now was, "kagome must
suffer, she must die".
He made his may back to her room.
