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Concrete Rose

Chapter 2 It was her fault!

Kagome was hit with an understanding that nearly threw her back mentally. She understood why his eyes were so lifeless, so blank. Because, it was lifeless, its soul was blank. And it was like that from the beginning.

Kagome almost shrank back as a wave of… something cold, coming from the baby, hit her. It… it felt like… black magic was at work.

Black magic? Kagome nearly laughed at herself. Back magic? Nah. Too much powerful Mikos here to let Black Magic act. Yet…

"She!" Kagome jumped. She looked at Aunt Hiromi, for she was the one that had screamed. "She kissed him. It was her and her Youkai friend. She hangs around that Inuyasha. He is no good news. His Youkai magic killed my son! My only son!" then she rounded her mad eyes to Kagome and pushed her away from Kikyo, who had been standing near her, saying, "Get away from my daughter! I don't want you killing her, too!"

Keade looked at her daughter, Hiromi, then, as if daring to believe her, she looked at Kagome, eye to eye.

"My dear daughter, I know it must be hard for you to accept the fact that your son was killed by black magic with a clear Youkai core." Keade said to Hiromi, in a clear voice that gave Kagome the impression that her grandma wanted the whole room to hear as well. " But Kagome carries no sign of Youkai blood, nor is her skin stained with it. And does not she give off any demonic aura. I am afraid Kagome just didn't kill your son."

Dramatic silence. Then Keade looked at the baby closely.

"I think that my little grandson was killed before he was born…a clever magic was performed to disguise this factor, so that the baby acted well to his first few breaths of air, then his true state might surface without detection for a good few hours." She looked around at everyone's responds to this new finding.

Kagome's uncle looked down at the baby. Looking deep into his eyes. "I- I- I think he was killed by… um… poison." He said in a booming voice." What looks like … poison food… Brought to the baby through food. Or drink. Anything that's enters the stomach through mouth.

"Food poison?" Kagome and Hiromi said together.

"Yes! So it can't be Lady Kagome." Kagome looked around at the voice. Then found herself surrounded by people. Lots and lots of people all crammed up in this crowded room of Aunt Hiromi's. She felt a sudden urge for fresh air.

She squeezed her way through the thick mass of people. She could almost smell the fresh air coming from the oak doors. Just a few more steps.

She put her hand to the door and was about open it when she heard her grandma's voice call her back. Sigh. She was almost out the stuffy room. But, apparently, almost is not good enough. With another huge sigh, Kagome followed Keade's voice, back to where her dear Aunt Hiromi was still hysterical and demanding that Kagome was still to blame for the death of her son.

"Where have you gone my dear niece? Trying to walk away from the scene of crime are you niece? Trying to walk away from your evil work of dark arts aren't you? Aren't you?!" Hiromi had her eyes crossed and pointed an accusing finger at Kagome. Poor Kagome looked at her grandma for help.

Keade sighed. "Hiromi dear, I thought we all agreed that Kagome is not to blame? I thought we all agreed that is was not dark magic passed though a well - meaning, kind - hearted, kiss, by Kagome. I thought that we agreed that it was something that was passed though to the baby before that baby was born… something like food poisoning? Or any kind of poisoning that was passed though the mouth?"

Kagome looked at her aunt to see how she took Keade's words, and was surprised to see that her aunt was thinking hard. Looks like Keade's words did effect her. Alot.

Then suddenly she screamed. "A - ha! I got it! You!" Kagome was surprised to see that Hiromi was pointing at, not her, but her mother. " You! You lured me, and the rest of us, to believe that it was your daughter, but the treasure of truth was found deep within! Why hadn't I thought of that? It is you! Weren't you the one who had brought me my soup? Because that's the only thing that I have eaten or drunk. Except water and you brought that to me, too." Even before Hiromi stopped, Kagome heard the many murmuring of the many people inside the room.

Many were believing her. But she certainly did … not.

"She couldn't! She wouldn't!" Kagome cried out as loudly as she could to the crowd. Everybody can't just believe Hiromi, they just … can't.

"My mother would never do something like that. Never. You know my mother; she would never do that! She would never kill someone, especially not a baby!" Kagome cried, desperately, now. She glanced at her grandma, hoping that she would help.

"Hiromi, what proof do you have of that theory?" the old Miko looked tired by the night's events. Kagome suddenly was reminded a bit of Inuyasha, with no idea why.

"Proof?" she sounded as though those words were, to her meaningless, and unnecessary. "Why, by the Lord of the Skies, would I need proof? You saw, with your own eyes, that it was my sister - in - law that had brought me my food for the past few days, while I was in my bed due to the pain my baby brought me. Hadn't you heard, with you own ears, that she told me she made the food by her self? With a little bit of help from the kitchens? You heard as she told me to enjoy my food, little do I know it was meant to kill my little baby. Mind you, the last soup did taste a little bit different."

Ok, she had done it. The whole room went quiet. Even Keade was quiet. Kagome was, too. For she knew that it was true that her mother had given Aunt Hiromi her food. It was true that Kagome's mother had said she made the food herself, with a little bit of help from the kitchen servants of course. But what's not true is that her mother poisoned the food. It's not true. It can't be true. Can it?

"Hey Kagome!" Inuyasha had spent a good half the morning looking for Kagome. And he had finally found her looking oh - so - depressed sitting by herself under a huge willow tree. If it weren't for his great sense of smell, he probably would have never found her.

Kagome, who was sitting under the tree, painting; trying to forget the events of last night. But the images kept flashing before her eyes. Her baby cousin's glassy, blank eyes… Aunt Hiromi's hysterical look… and finally after Aunt Hiromi's last outburst, her -

Inuyasha's voice broke though her thoughts. "Kagome, are you, ok? You look a bit down. Did you mom and dad scold you for coming in later then you were expected for you Aunt Hiromi? What are you painting?" he leaned in closer to Kagome and looked at her painting. It featured a girl with pigtails (that was probably Kagome) standing beside a boy with white hair, dog ears, carrying a sword (Inuyasha was sure that was him) and behind Kagome was her parents (he can tell because Kagome's dad was carrying a crystal hilt dagger and Kagome's mom was wearing the same jeweled hairpin that she always wore). They were all smiling in the picture.

Suddenly a great tear dropped on the inky painting. It made a little smudge in the painting.

"This is how things should be. But it's not! It never was! It never will be!" Kagome wailed.

"Kagome," Inuyasha said with a concerned look on his face. "What's wrong? You can tell me."

"Nothing is wr - oh, Inuyasha, everything is wrong!" she began to cry. She began to sob so uncontrollably, that Inuyasha, leaning against the tree wrapped his arms around her and gave her his shoulder to cry on. He drew circles on her back until she stopped crying so hard and he asked; "Kagome, what's wrong? You can tell me."

"My-cousin-came-out-dead-due-to-black-magic-and-my-mom-is-the-convinced-murderer-and-now-she-is-to-be-casted-out-to-the-land-across-the-lake-to-the-east-and-I-am… I am to… I am … to…" at this point, Kagome was crying so hard her stomach hurt. She couldn't continue. Even with Inuyasha urging her to, she couldn't. But Kagome took a deep breath to calm herself, she said; "…and I am to - hic - … to… go to Miko school and - hic - not to come back till 10 years… and when I do… I have to… I have to - hic - li - live with m - my mom and …- hic - "

Inuyasha looked at her for a long minute as if unable to believe her. Then he said slowly, " So your Aunt Hiromi's baby turned out to dead due to black magic? Am I correct?" Kagome nodded still hiccuping "and somehow your mother is the convicted murderer?" Kagome nodded again "So now your mother is to be sent to the land across the lake? And you with her?"

"Yes, but I must go to Miko school for 10 years, when I return I must go live with her." said Kagome, forced calm, hardly holding in a hiccough. Then she held the painting to Inuyasha and said; "Will you have this? This will be like reminder of each other…" she look away, unable to look at Inuyasha any more.

"Kagome… you must go away?" Inuyasha's eyes grew brighter and brighter. Kagome felt like she was losing her friend all over again.

"I have to, but I promise that I will see you again. I hope that the Lord will grant me my wish. But right now I can do little about what is to be done." She felt stronger; her voice felt stronger. Perhaps it was the sight of her half demon friend about to cry, or maybe it was the unfairness her mother had to endure, anyhow it felt to her that she was the one who had to be brave about it all.

"Kagome, you're not crying are you?" Inuyasha asked almost curiously, peering into her face. "Listen, in 10 years time, you and I will meet at the fields where kids and their parents would light firecrackers on New Years. Then we shall be able to see each other."

Kagome nodded.

In ten years time. This may be the last time I see you, until that day when I will meet you at the fields. I hope that we get to see each other on that day, or any old day. Yes. Any day that I get to see you is a day I shall remember.

Take care, and be there when I come to see you.

The next chapter will be about the time when Kagome comes back.

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