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Disclaimer: I do own Inuyasha. I have him locked in my closet downstairs. I bought him on e-bay just so I could pet his ears. Ok, yeah right. I don't own him or the other people in his show and you all know that. I do own this plot though I got the idea from a book called Blue is for Nightmare and its sequel White is for Magic. I highly recommend these books to … everyone though I warn you. It is not for the faint of heart and neither is this fic. You have been warned. And the song is "Pain" by Jimmy Eat World. I don't own that either.

AN ok, you can hit me for starting yet another fic when I have like, twenty in my head. Oh well. I like the idea. Please read the two books mentioned above and review my fic! That always makes my day better. Oh, you will notice that every chapter in this fiction will have a song in it. Yeah… get used to it. Oh and I did not write this from personal experience. I love my dad and he would never do that. Now that that is out of the way, please read and enjoy! Merry late Christmas/ other holidaysand happy new year.

Nightmare with a Silver Lining

Chapter 1

Pain

It doesn't hurt that much anymore, the pain I mean. It is almost welcoming in some sense. It is a release of all the wrongs I've done. It's a cleansing sensation now. The bruises help me stay on track, keep the right set of mind in the day so the beating gets gradually lesser at night. This is my punishment. This is my life.

I don't feel the way I've ever felt.

I know.

I'm gonna smile and not get worried.

I try but it shows.

Kagome Higurashi bit her lip to keep back the tremor that had started. The shadow of a figure hung in the stagnant air, as if soaking up the poetic and symbolic environment. It was an alien beauty. The moon with her gentle glance, smiled at the now weekly ritual. The pale silvery-blue light that echoed on the lack that was in Kagome's back yard. Ironic, it was the same color of the skin around her ankles and legs, around her arms and heart. It was over with, and done, at least done for the night.

Kagome gathered her books and silently crept up the stairs to her room where she closed the door with as little noise as possible. Then she set to her studies. The dull ache from the fresh wounds stung and she sighed in annoyance. "Go away," she whimpered to the pain as a salty tear slid down her face. The salt touched the wound and only caused more aggravation.

The raven haired girl got up from her warm bed and headed to her bathroom. The small green clock on the counter said 11:45 as she reached up to the mirror which doubled as a medicine cabinet. She pulled out a small bottle and clutched it uncertain in her hand. She unscrewed the cap and peered inside with the help of the dim kitchen light that was still on from earlier that night. Inside the small bottle there were probably 20 small reddish pills.

Anyone can make what I have built.

And better now

Anyone can find the same white pills.

It takes my pain away.

It was a pain relieving prescription for the arthritis that her grandfather had before he passed away. On the side it said that the average adult should take two pills. The pills had a high pain relieving effect, and her grandfather had often taken them before going around the house with chores. That in itself should have killed him but he said that the pills made it impossible to feel any pain. Now she held the refuge from her punishment. If two pills would take away the pain, the twenty would relieve her from this life.

Her father didn't hit her because he hated her. No, he couldn't. He was just upset. He had had a perfect life alone and just paid for child support because he wanted nothing to do with her mother. Then, her mother died from the heartbreak at the loss of her son and father. That left Kagome one place to go, to her loving father. Her father lived all the way in California. Kagome had to pack her bags and fly from her humble little house in Idaho to the busy, sunny state and live with her father in this miniature cookie-cutter home.

It's a lie. A kiss with opened eyes.

And she's not breathing back.

Anything but bother me.

(It takes my pain away)

Never mind these are horrid times.

Oh oh oh

I can't let it bother me.

No, it wasn't his fault nor was it hers. She just became an unsuspected burden. He had to keep her in line. This was not one of those relationships where he hated her and thought that physical damage could get rid of her in his mind, no. He just had no other way to teach her.

I never thought I'd walk away from you.

I did.

But it's a false sense of accomplishment.

Every time I quit

"I love my dad and he loves me. He just doesn't know how to show it." Kagome reassured herself and put the bottle back in its place, hidden behind her hairspray. "Love hurts anyway, so I can deal with the pain." And the girl crept back to her room with a sad grace that could have been mistaken for only a shadow of the past.

Five days later was the wonderful, awful day of the first of school. For Kagome it was indeed the latter: awful, and in fact, she was not a people person, at all. Humanity sickened her for the most part and she hated being human, so she pretended that she wasn't. What other species goes through moral and mental strife with another being and yet they can stomach insulting and chastising that same person? They don't realize what they put people through: the pain and the torture.

Kagome brought her drawing notebook closer to her chest and let her hair fall around her face as a kind of curtain from the world. Her pale hand clutched the necklace that hung on a taunt string around her neck that she had tied that morning. It was a Celtic knot, the last gift her grandfather gave her. The bends and twists in the smooth silver metal somehow reminded her of his flawless understanding eyes. She could feel him there, beside her in the chaos of raging cattle that they call school. He would help her.

Anyone can see my every flaw.

It isn't hard.

Anyone can say they're above this all.

It takes my pain away.

Her eyes scanned the crowd for a friendly face. From what she could tell, no one would talk to her. She grew up on a farm and rarely saw people, much less talked to them. She went to school in Idaho, but all she did was have a small group of close friends and watch as the other faces rolled by. Some were out to accomplish something while others just followed the flow of people. Now it appears that the simple thought of just being a spectator was not going to work. Kagome was receiving stairs and cold looks of "You're-not-welcome-here." She sighed to herself and watched her feet make their way to the principal's office. There, maybe things would straighten out. Maybe…

It's a lie. A kiss with opened eyes.

And she's not breathing back.

Anything but bother me.

(It takes my pain away)

Never mind these are horrid times.

Oh oh oh

I can't let it bother me.

I can't let it bother me.

It takes my pain away.

The secretary at the office smiled her fake smile that clearly had "what's-your-problem-kid" written all over it. Her Wal-Mart glasses looked a bit buffeted, as did her frizzy brown hair, but her suit was pressed perfectly; almost to the point of it seeming to be made of metal. She cleared her throat in annoyance at Kagome's lack of conversation and looked expectantly. "Why are you here kid? You've got ten minutes before school. Don't you want to be socializing before we rip the last moments of summer from your face?" Her New Jersey accent was prominent and she frowned a bit.

Kagome snapped out of her daze. "Oh, I am a new student. They said that I needed to come here for my schedule."

The secretary looked at her blankly for a moment and then smiled that fake smile with realization. "Why didn't you say so, sweetheart? Just tell me your name and birth date and I will give you your classes. Last name first."

"Higurashi, Kagome. April 16."

The lady began to search through a large file cabinet and left the uncomfortable girl to her thoughts. Kagome rocked slightly on her heels as she waited and felt the soft crush of the fluffy carpet under her feet. It felt just like snow, only not freezing cold and white. It was warm and tan. "Almost like home." She muttered.

"Here ya go! Came all the way from Idaho? You got guts, kid. You are a sophomore, right?" the lady said as she handed a reddish paper to the black haired girl who only nodded. "If you need anything, just drop by!"

Kagome gave her one last glance with her olive eyes before being enveloped in the crowd of students.

It's a lie. A kiss with opened eyes.

And she's not breathing back.

Anything but bother me.

(It takes my pain away)

Never mind these are horrid times.

Oh oh oh

I can't let it bother me

And so… life goes on.

Oh, and yes, I used my birthday. I will expect gifts from all of my reviewers… just kidding! OMG, you should have seen your faces! Till next time, review please!

Editor's Note: Well, she obviously did a wonderful job on this story, so you'll applaud her. You better, or I will be forced to track you down and beat you up. glare glare Ah... But where was I? Ah yes: I am the spelling editor, but I do check for some content mistakes because you don't have ten minuets, like a dance, before class... Though that would be interesting. -Makila-sama-