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Me: Rumiko! KASEY IS PICKING ON ME!
Kasey: She started it!
Rumiko: Do I have to separate you two?
Me and Kasey: No, we'll behave!
Rumiko: You'd better, because I can turn the car around any time I want and go home!
Me and Kasey: NUUU!
-Last Chapter-
She was so busy searching for the brown haired boy that she never saw who was walking up behind her until she felt a cold clammy hand rest upon her bare shoulder.
"Hello Kagome."
Not Pretty Enough
Chapter 13 – Surprise!
She turned around, unable to suppress her surprised gasp. Mr. Naraku stood in front of her leering, his blank eyes seeming to bore straight through her.
"Come with me. I need to talk to you." He hissed, glaring at Inuyasha and accenting the word talk for some reason. He turned towards his office and Kagome followed. Inuyasha followed close behind her.
"Half demon! I need to talk to her in private!" He barked, turning and glaring once again in Inuyasha's direction.
"You lay one hand on her and you're dead..." Inuyasha snarled, his eyes flashing with a mix of anger and mistrust. Naraku didn't seem to hear him however, because he continued his fast paced walk. Kagome looked back at Inuyasha one last time before stepping into the wicked principal's office. The door clicked behind her, and she could have sworn she heard the sound of the lock being turned.
"Have a seat my dear Kagome." Naraku hissed, offering her a wooden chair in front of his desk. He sat on a black leather chair with wheels, so the only sound in the room was the ticking of a clock and the scratching of the wheels against the wood floor as he rocked back and forth.
"Why... why am I here?" Kagome stuttered, the icy feeling of fear creeping through her veins. Simply looking at Naraku was almost too much for her. It wasn't that he was ugly. Sure, he might benefit from washing his hair more than once, but all and all he wasn't half bad. He had a strong facial structure with nice cheekbones and he was tall and muscular. The only thing that really seemed to unnerve Kagome about him was his eyes. His eyes were twin pits of darkness, flashing with mistrust, hate, and unhappiness. Kagome couldn't help but wonder how he got the way he was.
"Kagome!" Naraku said, startling her from her thoughts. She couldn't bring herself to meet his eyes. She had heard so many things about this man, but she knew one thing for certain. He was not to be trusted. Not after all the lies he had spread and even encouraged against someone he knew was innocent. Since everyone seemed to believe him without question there was no telling what he could get away with.
"Fine, you bitch. Don't answer me then. I don't need your consent anyhow. I'll begin this interview whether you like it or not."
Kagome lifted her head slowly, but avoided his eyes.
"What do you want from me?" She whispered and was surprised he heard her. He smirked slowly, deliberately inching his hand closer to her's until she could almost feel his filthy clamminess.
"Don't be afraid. I won't hurt you." He cooed in a way so disgusting and loathsome that is sent nasty chills up Kagome's spine. She stood up suddenly, toppling the wooden chair she was on, and glared at Mr. Naraku's self satisfied smirk.
"You might want to calm down, honey. An attitude like that could really get you hurt around here." He murmured, calmly righting her chair and taking slow steps towards where she was standing.
"Stay the hell away from me!" She shouted, turning the lock on his door and slamming it open and sprinting out. She was surprised to find herself in tears, and after looking at the clock she realized she had only been in that dreaded office for about twenty minutes. It had seemed like ages. Not knowing what else she could possibly do, Kagome walked to her first hour science class and sat in the seat next to Inuyasha that she had occupied Friday. Sango hadn't noticed her enter because she was laughing at something Mirkou was saying. She smiled weakly at Inuyasha as she unpacked her biology book buy he only gave her a hard, penetrating stare.
"He didn't hurt you, did he?" Inuyasha asked, his amber eyes traveled over Kagome's body as if searching for some sign of abuse. She shook her head, not really wanting to discuss it. Luckily the bell ran and she could leave without any awkward excuses. Only Miroku was in her next class and she wouldn't have to face Inuyasha until lunch.
The rest of the day when mostly normal thought every now and then people would pause in the halls and point at her. Even the teachers did it, thought more subtly then her teenaged peers. Kagome still noticed though, and felt as if everyone was talking. The Kouga incident, as she was beginning to call it, must have been top gossip for everyone in the school.
She walked towards the cafeteria during lunch, passing by a large group of people, all chatting and laughing. It was hard not hear their loud conversation and she caught a few phrases as she struggled through the crowded hall.
"New girl... Higurashi... half-breed mutt... yeah, he attacked her..."
"She's okay... but barely."
"...Bloody half-breeds..."
Kagome wanted to go back there and give them all a good swift kick somewhere 'special' but she knew it wouldn't accomplish anything. She already had too many enemies but it sickened her to hear people talking so openly of their unjustified hatred. In her opinion it made them seem stupid. She turned around and caught a glimpse of a tall tanned boy in the crowd's center and her blood boiled.
'Kouga...'
Filthy wolf. It was him who was spreading the lies. Not that she had thought otherwise. The confirmation of it made it worse though. People sure changed quickly. For one second they were the person you had known your entire life, but turn away and they became different as if their demons had been locked up inside and were finally showing through. It was almost like meeting someone for the first time, only to realize that you'd known them forever. It was rather unsettling.
Kagome could only pick at her Caesar salad she brought for lunch, trying her best not to cry. Inuyasha kept dropping hints that he wanted to do something with her after school while Sango and Miroku tried to make jokes, but she just shook their efforts off and ate in silence.
School ended without much else interesting happing, and Kagome was only looking forward to leaving. She walked down the hall towards the door, thinking of nothing but Naraku's awful, cold, clammy hand inching nearer and nearer to hers. She almost screamed when she felt a warm familiar hand slip into hers.
"Kagome, aren't you going to tell me what happened in Naraku's office?" Inuyasha's voice purred in her ear and she shuddered as she felt his warm breath on her neck. He kissed her gently, and she melted into his lips as he hugged her tightly. They broke apart, and Inuyasha looked at her, still waiting for her reply.
"I... I really don't want to talk about it right now, Inuyasha..." She said quietly, and felt a tear run slowly down her cheek. Inuyasha looked at the tear in horror, and without saying anything walked off. Kagome walked out of the school doors, and when she did, she began to run to her house like she had when she was a little girl.
She arrived home and barricaded herself in her room, unable and unwilling to deal with her mother at the time. She fell asleep, and didn't wake until her mother's voice called her from downstairs.
"Kagome, dinner! We have a guest!"
She sighed. A guest was eating over? Usually she liked to have company, but today was just not a very good day for her and her people skills. She ran into the bathroom and stared into the mirror. The dark circles under her eyes made her shudder. She looked awful. She quickly put on a touch of makeup so she wouldn't look like a complete zombie.
The table was already loaded with food, plates, cups and silverware. Instead of the worn dishes with faded violets her mother had used to the good china. The visitor must really be someone special.
She walked into the kitchen and saw her brother Souta chatting animatedly with someone that was being blocked by the kitchen's entryway. She stretched a huge smile across her face and walked into the dining room.
"I'm sorry to be late I just..."
The words caught in her throat as she saw who the guest was. Sitting at the head of their slightly worn wooden table in all his slimy brilliance was none other than Mr. Naraku. Her mother stood, a huge smile testing the limits of her cheeks.
"Kagome, honey, I have a surprise for you. This is Mr. Naraku, a man who works for your school. If you've already met him you know what a wonderful man he is." She gushed, sounding somewhat like a teenager with her first crush. Kagome stood, still completely shocked and unable to find any words or even her seat next to her mother.
"I believe we do know each other." Mr. Naraku's voice said, breaking her away from her state of shock long enough to realize that Naraku was actually there and not some dream gone horribly wrong. Her mother didn't seem to notice the look of severe horror or disgust that had found it's way upon Kagome's face and continued to smile her huge, painful looking smile.
"Oh yes... one more thing dear. Something fabulous, I know... we're engaged!"
Kagome swore she passed out, for the next thing she knew she was wrapped in warm familiar blankets and bed sheets.
'A dream...'
It had to have been. Kagome shook her head and yawned, wondering why she deserved to be going insane. The sky outside was black still, so she realized she must have woken from a nap. She got up, preparing to go online or something when something stopped her short. Her mother's loud, shrill laugh rang up from the kitchen, her words lodging themselves in Kagome's mind.
"Oh, you flatter me! I cannot wait for our wedding!"
Suddenly she had to sit down again. It wasn't a dream at all... What would life be like for her now? She thought Mr. Naraku was bad enough at school, but home was going to be a completely different story.
Her worst enemy was now... her stepfather!
Author's Note: Mwahaha! Suck on that cliffy! Actually, this might be my last update in a while because I'm putting this story on a short hiatus until early or mid-September. I'm sorry! I just have so much going on! Why did I have to end a cliffhanger? Sorry. Review.