Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Inu-yasha characters. They all belong to Rumiko Takahashi, my hero!
Note:
Here's Chapter 2 re-written:D I love re-writing this story… I'm
getting back into the enthusiasm of writing
Maybe I'll start writing Le Divorce, and finish Ain't Love Grande
once and for all! And finish Fight For Love! AND finish Shikon Jewel
Boarding School! Shikon Jewel Boarding school isn't a very popular
story, so that one doesn't really matter as much… Oh well.
Oh
ya! I just remembered… Last chapter, if anyone noticed, I used a
character from the manga Snow Drop: So-Na. She wasn't
important though… Just a minor character.
Chapter 2
When I woke up the morning of Kikyo's funeral, I felt a sickening dread in the pit of my stomach. I'd have to face all the people and their pain, sadness and pity –but I dreaded seeing Kikyo's body. That would definitely tell me she was dead. I wouldn't be able to take seeing my sister's body, lying there lifeless –I'll go into hysterics!
I got out of bed and hopped in the shower. I spent a long time just standing under the falling water, letting it slip over my body as I thought. I silently cried in the shower –and if anyone saw me just then (I hope no one did, cuz that would just be sick), they wouldn't be able to tell. Only when I cry really hard or sob, does my face begin to go red –especially my nose and eyes.
When I finished in the shower, I wrapped a towel around my body, and one around my hair. I made my way back into my room, and stood in front of my closet. I had already picked out a nice black dress. I ran my hand down the front of the dress, and let out a sad sigh before I slipped it on. It was going to be a very long, teary eyed day.
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When I got to school, I could feel the glances my way from everyone –glances of pity. I hated it. My temper flared and I want to smack them across their heads and yell, "I don't need your pity!" Ever since the accident, I'd either been teary eyed (like with Kagura) or I'm angry. More than once in the past while, I had freaked out at my two best friends Sango Taijiya and Rin Park. Sometimes I said something so terrible, that they would avoid me for the rest of the day, and at the end of the day I'd apologize… But I just kept freaking out at them again and again. It wasn't their fault –I just took my anger out on them which wasn't very good.
I went to each class almost mechanically, not paying attention at all. When the bell rang for the end of the day, I collected my stuff, headed to my locker and shoved my binders in my backpack. As I slung it over my shoulder, someone tapped my shoulder, and I turned around to face them.
It was Sango.
"Hi Kagome," Sango said giving me a smile. "Do you want a ride home? Rin's getting a ride with me as well." Sango had her long dark brown hair up in a high pony tail as usual, and she wasn't wearing much makeup. She was into sports –not girly things.
I gave her a small smile. "Sure. Thanks." I said quietly.
We made our way down the hallway towards the front entrance. As we began walking down the stairs, someone below us at the bottom floor called up to us.
"Sango! Kagome! Hi!"
I looked down to see Rin Park. My other best friend. Rin had only moved to Tokyo two years ago, but she became friends with Sango and I right away. She was short with long brown hair, and she always wore a smile on her face.
Sango waved to her. I didn't bother. We walked all the way down to her, before we headed out to the car.
Rin started chatting away about classes and some shirt she saw at the mall that she absolutely adored. Once we hopped into Sango's black Jeep, she stopped talking and sent a sad glance towards me.
"So today's Kikyo's funeral." She whispered.
Sango nodded, but didn't say anything, as she started the car. She drove out of the school parking lot –all three of us sitting in silence. I stared out at the houses and buildings we passed. No one spoke for at least ten minutes.
Rin broke the silence. "Oh Kagome! I'm so sorry about Kikyo's death…" Rin exclaimed, tears beginning to well up in her eyes. "But I hate how you keep yelling at Sango and I all the time! I know your sad, but you don't have to yell at us! You can go see a psychiatrist or something to work out your anger…"
Anger grew inside me like a large bubble, ready to pop. "I don't want to see a fucking shrink! Just leave me ALONE!" I yelled at her, my eyes blazing.
She stared at me in shock. I was shocked with myself as well. I barely ever swore –especially not at her.
Suddenly, Sango pulled the car over to the side of the road. We weren't by my house, or Rin's house, or even Sango's house.
"Wha-?" I began to ask, but she turned around in her seat and stared at me. I looked at her brown eyes. I could practically see her anger in them. She stared at me for a couple minutes in silence.
"Kagome," She said taking a deep breath and closing her eyes for a minute before she continued. She opened her eyes again. They looked like they were filled with disappointment. "You have problems. Did you not listen to a single word Rin said? We're trying to help you here! Not make you mad! You need to work out your anger and sadness… It's not good to be like this." She told me calmly.
My eyes welled up with tears, and they began to roll down my cheeks and drip down on my dress. I did have problems. But I didn't want to see a psychiatrist. A sob was waiting to erupt from me any minute now.
Rin reached out and touched my arm. She was crying to. "It's ok Kagome, you can cry. We're here for you.
I thought of how I had just said that to Kagura last week. "Shh, It's ok Kagura. You can cry if you want to…" It felt soothing to hear someone say it to me. And like Kagura, I let all my sorrows out.
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"In memory of Kikyo Higurashi, beloved daughter and sister. May her soul rest in peace." The priest, Father Myoga finished speaking and held the Bible to his chest as they lowered the coffin into the ground.
I stared at it. Kikyo was in there. Tears rolled down my face.
Earlier, after school, I had stopped by and picked up the lilies for her at the florists. I had said hello to So-Na and she had said "Good Luck." when I told her it was Kikyo's funeral today.
I was wearing a black jacket, black pants and a black shirt. All black. Except for my hair which stood out from my clothes amazingly since it was silver. Tears rolled down my face, and usually I wouldn't want anyone to see me crying –but right now it didn't matter.
My mom walked over to me. She was crying too. I tried not to elt her seem my tears but she saw them anyway. "Oh Inu-yasha…" She said and she pulled me into a hug. I accepted the hug easily.
"I love you mom…" I whispered. I didn't say that often.
"I love you too Inu-yasha… I'm sure Kikyo is watching over you right now." She said. She let go, smiled at me and headed off towards Mr. and Mrs. Higurashi who were sitting at the front in two chairs. Kagome was standing next to them and Sango, Rin and Kagura were around her.
The funeral was sombre, and numerous people were crying or even sobbing. Kikyo's parents were sitting in two chairs to the side of the grave. Kikyo's mom was sobbing into her husbands shoulder, and he had his arm around her back to comfort her.
Kagome stood behind them, staring at the grave. Her eyes were wide and she looked… Shocked? For some reason she wasn't crying, even though ever since the accident she had cried a lot over not as important things as this. I wiped my tears away as I finished crying and I began to walk away. Walk away from everyone. As I made my way up the path to the front entrance of the cemetery, I heard someone coming up behind me. I glanced back and saw that it was Miroku. I stopped and waited for him.
He walked up till he was beside me and stopped as well. He placed a hand on my shoulder and pulled me into a hug. We didn't really hug often… I wasn't a hugging guy. Neither was he. But I hugged him back.
We'd been friends so long, we understood each other so well. We didn't need to speak. Our friendship spoke for itself.
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The
music droned in my ear as I danced. I couldn't believe I had agreed
to go to this party. Rin and Sango made me come, since I hadn't
done anything fun for the last three months.
Three monthes since
Kikyo died.
I didn't cry as much anymore. Only when I thought
of how my family seemed to be getting smaller and smaller… And when
I began to fear that meant I would die soon too. That really scared
me. I didn't want to die.
I pushed those sad thoughts away, and
concentrated on having fun. I danced, and let guys I barely even knew
–or didn't know at all –grind up against my body. I would never
let them go farther than that, but dancing dirty was ok… I
guess.
Across the dance floor, I spotted someone I knew. Hojo
Tomoharu. He was a year older than me, in grade eleven. I had had a
crush on Hojo for the past year and a half. He was tall, with brown
hair that sexily fell in his eyes –those dark eyes. He was one of
those 'tough' guys, but what I'd known him, he seemed nice.
After the Kikyo's accident, I'd been crying in the hallway one
day, and he gave me a hug and told me was sorry about Kikyo.
He
noticed me staring at him, and he smiled at me. I gave him a small
smile back nervously. What if he came over here? I kind of hoped he
did.
The party was at his house. He was having the party since
his parents were out of town. His house was a mansion, and perfect
for a party. There was a ton of people there, and of course, a ton of
beer. People had already gotten so drunk that some had passed out in
corners of rooms or outside, and I bet some had vomited… Oh ya, and
there was obviously people up stairs in the bedrooms making
out or having sex.
I blushed at the thought of even
kissing Hojo. I'd kissed a few guys –I got my first kiss from my
friend, Hiten when we were eleven. We both want to know what it was
like to kiss someone, so we kissed. We were so embarrassed
afterwards, we didn't talk for a week. But then we became friends
again. Sango and Rin knew about that –and they found it hilarious.
I'd kissed Ginta Omaru –one of Koga's friends –at a party a
year and a half ago when we played spin the bottle. It was the
grossest kiss I'd ever had. I never wanted to kiss him again.
"Hey
Kagome…" Hojo whispered him in my ear, which surprised me. I
hadn't even noticed he had made his way over to me –I had been
too deep in my thoughts. I smiled at him, and we began to grind up
against each other. It felt weird dancing with Hojo –almost like I
shouldn't be dancing with him. I quickly ignored that
thought though.
"You look hot tonight…" He whispered
huskily. He ran his hands up my body, and I glanced down at myself. I
was wearing a tight black top, and a tight skirt. Sango and Rin had
picked it out for me for 'fun' –it was a slutty outfit in my
opinion, but they said I looked hot, and so did Hojo. I smiled.
I
lifted my arms and wrapped them around his neck, as he ran his hands
down my back and onto my butt. One of his legs was between my legs,
and the way we were dancing, it forced me to go up and down his leg…
This was very dirty dancing.
His breath smelt like beer. He
probably had a few drinks… I hadn't had any yet. I didn't
really plan to either. I tried to ignore the smell, and just
concentrate on him.
Suddenly, he pushed his mouth onto mine. He
pushed his tongue into my mouth and explored it. At first I didn't
do anything, but then I began to push my tongue against his and our
tongues twisted together for awhile. He began to kiss down my neck,
but stopped and began to suck on my neck where my pulse was. I
gasped, as he shoved his leg farther up between my legs, any one of
his hands came off my butt, and began to fondle one my breasts…
Maybe this was getting a little too much --?
All of a sudden in
all in one movement it seemed, he pulled his leg out from where it
was, took his other hand off my butt and put it between my legs. What
was he doing? But then, he pushed his fingers into my panties, and
into me.
Time seemed to stop for a minute –there with me
and Hojo dancing, but he had his fingers in me.
He was molesting
me.
Time seemed to start again, and I yanked away from, as he let
out a moan. Oh my God, why did I let him do that? I thought he was a
nice guy, but he definitely was NOT! I stared at him for a second. I
didn't like him anymore. How did I ever like him? I realized all
those times saw him with different girls, he probably did this to
them too! He was disgusting! He was a molester and a drunk –and I
was a fool to let him do such a thing to me.
I ran away, and ran
outside to my mom's car that she said I could use tonight as long
as I didn't drink and drive, and I didn't do anything
irresponsible. I hopped in, started the car and drove till I got to
my house. I hopped out of the car, ran inside, tossed the keys onto a
chair in the front room, before I ran up stairs to my room as fast as
I could. I threw myself down onto my bed and began to cry. I was a
fool to think Hojo actually liked me. I hated him. I hated
beer. But I especially hated myself.
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On
Monday at school, as I walked down the hallway, I spooted Hojo
leaning against a locker with a cigarette in his mouth. Suddenly I
remembered how when I liked him, I totally overlooked that… But now
I saw him for he was. A sick, smoking, drinking pervert. And I hate
his guts with a passion now.
I walked over to him and gave
him my dirtiest glare.
He barely glanced at me, but gave me a
smile. "Hey Kagome, fun time at the party, huh?" He said. He gave
me a little wink.
I stared at him in shock. How could he say that.
I gritted my teeth together. "Your such a disgusting bastard,
Hojo!" I yelled at him.
He looked at me in confusion. "What
did I do?" He asked me.
"You molested me at the party you jack
ass!" I yelled at him.
"Oh." He said. He smiled. "You were
so hot in that little outfit of yours… I just had to touch
you…" Hojo said throwing his head back and laughing. How could he
laugh at me. Anger grew even more inside of me.
I slapped him
across the face, and kicked him in the nuts as hard as I
could.
"Augh!" He exclaimed, falling to his knees in pain,
holding himself in his lower area.
"Never," I whispered
menacingly to him. "Touch me again!" I pushed him onto his
face onto the ground and walked away.
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I
watched as Kagome yelled at that stupid punk, Hojo then slap him and
kick him in the nuts. I've hated Hojo for a long time, so watching
as Kagome made a fool out of him made me smile. But –what Kagome
said about what he did to her at the party made me furious. It made
me mad that someone did something like that to Kikyo's little
sister. Hojo made me sick.
I walked over to him. He was slowly
getting back up, and my eyes narrowed as I stared at him. I pushed
him back down onto the ground and kicked him in the ribs. He cried
out in pain, and his suffering made me smile.
"Keep your filthy
hands off Kagome!" I growled before stalking off.
I would
protect Kagome. I swear, I would not let her be hurt, like Kikyo was.
End of Chapter 2
Author's Note: Hahahaha :D Hojo is in pain and suffering… Yess… Author cackles evilly So there's more plot going on now. Inu-yasha has sworn to protect Kagome:P What is gonna happen? Well, I know what's gonna happen for me… I'm going to have to start re-writing chapter 3 now! Please REVIEW!
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