Behind These Hazel Eyes
Chapter 6
Kagome and Kikyo sat quietly in the back of Inuyasha's jeep, chatting about their experiences since they were separated. Inuyasha screeched to a halt suddenly, and the girls fell forwards. Inuyasha was panicking. Sesshoumaru had parked his car right in front of him, and he was getting out, holding handcuffs. Inuyasha stepped out as well. Sesshoumaru spoke firmly. "S.S. Officer Inuyasha. You're under arrest for breaking into Auschwitz, associating with and freeing Jews." Inuyasha couldn't believe it. Rescuing someone was a lot harder than he thought.
Suddenly, without warning, a small girl with long black hair and a small ponytail on the side of her head, jumped out of Sesshoumaru's jeep. Inuyasha noted the Yellow Star of David on her dress front. "Who's associating with Jews, Sesshoumaru?" Sesshoumaru snapped at the girl. "Rin! Get back in the car!" Rin pouted. "But I wanted to help you Sesshoumaru-sama. I wanna be a part of the resistance too!" Inuyasha blanched. "Sesshoumaru! You're the other resistance Nazi!" Sesshoumaru stammered. "No! I-" Rin cut in. "Sesshoumaru-sama's the nicest Nazi ever! He saved from being deported!" Inuyasha smirked. "Really?" Sesshoumaru glared. "It doesn't matter. As long as no one hears of Rin, you're free to go." Inuyasha's smile broadened. "Oh, no one will. Except them." Inuyasha pointed to the jeep, and Kikyo and Kagome showed themselves.
Sesshoumaru coughed. "Two Jews, Inuyasha!" Inuyasha rubbed the back of his head. "Well, I was saving Kikyo, Kagome's just excess baggage." Kagome shouted, "Hey!" But inside, she was smiling to herself. He called me by name.
Sango sat at her workstation, laboring slowly. She was thinking hard about how she would be able to save Kohaku. Yes, she could get deported, but it wasn't like she could coincidentally get deported to Buchenwald. Or could she? Sango smiled and quickened her pace, wishing the day would end soon.
As the sun began to set in Lodz, Sango ran back to her apartment. She opened the door excitedly, but her joy faded at what lay before her. She was horrified at the sight of several S.S. Officers in her room, and Miroku on the floor, bleeding and beaten. "Houshi-sama!" Before she could even take one step, the officers grabbed her and Miroku, and ran out of the building. When they reached the streets, Sango saw another car similar to the one that had taken Ayame away. The officers hauled her and Miroku inside. Sango's head hit hard on the floor, and she blacked out. When she awoke, the first thing she saw was Miroku, sprawled out and unconscious on the other side of the car. She pushed through the hundreds of other people and made her way to Miroku. She lifted his head and looked him over.
His injuries were worse than she thought. They had split his forehead, broken one of his fingers, and he was bruised all over. She pushed his damp hair out of his eyes. "Houshi-sama? Houshi-sama, are you alright? Houshi-sa…ma…" She stopped speaking when she realized she was being groped again. "Houshi-sama!" Miroku woke up and looked at her drearily. "Hey, Sango." Sango flicked his nose. "Stupid. That's only because you're hurt. As soon as you recover, the punishment will be worse." Miroku tired to sit up, but he fell right back down. "Don't try to move, Houshi-sama. You're badly injured." Miroku closed his eyes. "Whatever you say."
Kagome smiled as they pulled back into the Ghetto. Kikyo was safe, and Inuyasha had said her name. Everything seemed to be going alright. Kagome was puzzled when Inuyasha simply sat in the front seat, unmoving. "Inuyasha? What's wrong?" Inuyasha leaned over the back seat. "This place is crawling with S.S. Officers right now. We'll have to wait until nightfall before we can get Kikyo back to the room." Kagome looked over to Kikyo whispered to her, "Kikyo? Can you stand yet?" Kikyo pushed herself up on her elbows. "I think so." Kagome nodded. "Well, don't yet. Wait until Inuyasha tells us to. Until then, lay low." Inuyasha smirked. "You seem pretty knowledgeable about this kind of stuff." Kagome shrugged.
After several hours, (Sango had lost count how many exactly) the train came to a stop finally. Sango tapped Miroku on the shoulder and he woke up instantly. "Hmm?"
"We're here… wherever here is." The officers filed the people out of the train. Everyone stood in a straight line, and some were shot right there. Sango cringed, but tried to make herself look as strong as possible as the Nazi approached her. But, he walked right past her, and stood beside Miroku. Sango feared they would shoot him for treason or something like that. But, the officer shook his hand and said with a joyful voice, "Welcome back, Officer Houshi! Hitler-sama has decided to forgive you and you're back in the Nazi Party. Come, let me show you to your new post." Sango was stunned, but then she narrowed her eyes. It all seemed too perfect; Hitler must have been planning something.
The rest of the females who weren't shot were led to a barrack at the far end of the camp. As they walked, Sango whispered to a girl in front of her who looked to be only about thirteen, "Where are we?" The girl hesitated, and then answered silently and swiftly. "Auschwitz." She said nothing more. What? No! Sango thought. I was supposed to go to Buchenwald! How will I save Kohaku now? Once they reached the barracks, Sango fell down onto a bed. There seemed to be no escape. Then a girl with green eyes and red hair that she knew very well tapped her foot. "Hey, Sango-chan! How's it going?" Sango sat up.
"Ayame? Uh, well... not so good, as you can see." Ayame nodded solemnly. Then she brightened up once more. "I see. Well, no need to fear, my friend! Everything's going to be okay. I'd like you to meet my fiancé', Kouga, the resistance Nazi." Ayame clung to the arm of the Nazi who had deported her that night in Lodz.
"You're a resistance Nazi?" Kouga nodded. "Yes. Don't worry. We're going to get you out of here. Oh, do you know what happened to Miroku?" Sango shook her head. "No. Apparently, Naraku… er, Hitler, reenlisted him in the Nazi party." Kouga stared for a moment, and then shook his head. "That isn't good. Naraku's planning to have Miroku's Kazanna consume him, and the rest of Auschwitz. Oh, wait... did Miroku tell you about the Kazanna?" Sango nodded silently. She couldn't bear to let Naraku kill Miroku. She was losing everybody she ever cared about, and wasn't going to let it continue. She stood up from the bed and looked at Kouga with determined eyes. "Kouga, you are going to take me to Naraku."