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Familiar Stranger

Chap. 6

"Inuyasha I have to get back."

"Do you have to leave now?"

"Yes. I want to be back before my father gets home."

"Ok, but if anything happens, I want you to come back right away."

"Don't worry Inuyasha, nothing will happen."

"Just say you will."

Kagome let out a sigh in defeat "Alright I will."

"Good."

"I'll see you tomorrow Inuyasha."

Kagome jumped over the lip and into the well.

Inuyasha watched the blue light fade, "Tomorrow then."

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Kagome walked into her house, discarding her shoes and yellow bad at the entrance.

"I'm home!"

No answer.

"Hello? Anybody here?"

Still no answer.

She started to walk around her house to see if anyone was around. No one.

'Hmm… I wonder where everyone is.' Kagome thought, walking into the kitchen.

There she found a note, lying on her kitchen table.

She walked over, picked it up and read:

Kagome,

Souta, Grandpa, and I went out grocery shopping. We'll be home later. See you soon.

Love,

Mom

Kagome placed the paper down and headed for her bedroom. "Well, since no one's home, I'll take a nap."

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Muffled sobs could be heard coming from the kitchen. Kagome peeked into the room only to find her mother sitting at the table. Her arms were crosses on the surface and her head resting on them. Her body would shake every so often, signifying that she was indeed crying.

Kagome walked silently up to her mother and tugged on her shirt. "Mommy?"

Ms. Higurashi was startled and almost jumped out of her seat. She looked down at her daughter and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand.

"Yes Kagome?" She said, trying her best to put on a smile.

"Mommy, why are you crying?" Kagome asked, her eyes starting to water also. Seeing her mother upset always made her feel the same way. Sure she had seen her mother cry before, but never like this. These tears held pain in them, a lot of it.

"It's nothing you have to worry about honey." Her mother said to her trying to sound convincing. It didn't work.

"But mommy, I've never seen you so sad before." Tears were now streaming down her face. "Where's daddy? He always makes everything better!" She looked at her mother with hopeful eyes.

If anyone could make her mother happy, it was her father. Unless of course, he is the one who caused the pain in the first place.

Ms. H looked at her daughter and started to cry again.

She picked Kagome up and placed her on her lap. Wrapping her arms around hr daughter, she spoke between sniffles, "Y-Your father…he's uh he's… he went on a vacation."

"Where'd he go? When's he coming back? Who'd he go wi-"

"I don't know." Her mother cut in.

"Maybe he'll come back!"

"Maybe."

"I hope he does!"

Kagome rested her head on her mother's shoulder and began to softly cry.

After a long period of crying, Kagome doze off to sleep. Her mother carried her to her room and placed her under the covers of her bed. She placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, and left the room.

"I hope he comes back too."

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Kagome sat up in her bed in a cold sweat.

She glanced over to her alarm clock, which read 11:43. Since it was dark out, it was obviously night time.

"Oops, didn't mean to sleep that long."

She was about to lie back down when her stomach made a rumbling noise.

Kagome patted her stomach and said, "Nothing like a midnight snack."

She got up, stretched her arms over her head and walked out of the room.

She reached the kitchen in no time. She flickered on the light and scanned the room.

Everything seemed to be the way it was before she took a nap, except for the dirty dishes in the sink.

'That means everyone's home.'

But there were only three dishes…

Her stomach began to growl again. Kagome put a hand on her stomach and sighed. 'I haven't eaten in the last couple hours. Better fill up! Now what to have?'

After ten minutes of rummaging through the cabinets and refrigerator, she finally settled for a simple turkey and cheese sandwich along with a glass of juice.

About seven minutes later she finished her sandwich and placed her dirty dished in the sink.

Kagome was about to turn off the kitchen light and head back upstairs, when she heard the front door open and shut.

Kagome froze. Who came in her house? And at this time of night?

Could it be a robber, or a serial killer?

'No Kagome! Don't think like that!' Kagome scolded herself.

But what if it was? They wouldn't come through the front door right? They usually break through windows. From Kagome's knowledge that only happened in the movies.

What was she going to do? She could always sneak outside and jump down the well; after all she did promise Inuyasha. 'Nah, to risky.'

And she just wasn't going to abandon her family. That settled it; she was going to fight back.

She looked frantically around her kitchen for anything to protect herself with.

The first thing to stand out… a large metal cooking pan.

Kagome picked up the pan, flickered off the light, and stood a few feet away form the entrance to the kitchen, back against the wall.

As the footsteps neared, her grip of the handle tightened. The figure walked into the kitchen and

WHAM!

A masculine voice screamed out in pain, along with a few curse words.

Kagome was to busy mentally congratulating herself for hitting the victim successfully, that she forgot to run out of the room, or hit him again for that matter.

She was brought back, when he flickered the lights on.

Kagome gasped at who the intruder was and scolded herself for being too paranoid.

"Oh no! I'm so sorry dad! I thought you were some kind of burglar or something!"

"Ah… Kagome," Mr. Higurashi said, while rubbing his head. "It's alright. What are you doing up so late?"

"I came to get a snack. What are you doing home so late?"

"Well, things got pretty hectic at work, so I had to stay later."

That makes sense. Only three dishes in the sink, him not being included in the note, and the mysterious "burglar".

Kagome looked up at him, and noticed that his left eye started to twitch. She swears she saw him do it somewhere before, but it was such along time ago she had forgotten.

"Oh ok. Well, I'm going back to bed now."

"Alright, goodnight."

"Night."

And with that she retreated to her room.

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Yah! I got my cast off! HOOARY! I can write and type again!

Ok, I'll tell everyone how I broke me wrist. (It's quit embarrassing. Everyone laughed at me -.-;)

I was over my grandma's house, and she has a really, really (when I say really I mean really.) old swing set. And it just so happens that I'm absolutely obsessed with swinging on swings. So I'm enjoying my time peacefully, and all of a sudden the metal hook literally breaks in half, while I'm swinging HIGH on the swing. I go flying backwards, and ended up landing on my right wrist and sliding into a fence and bumping my head. To be honest I consider myself lucky that I walk away with only a broken wrist. If I was going any higher or faster I could have broke my neck or got a concussion. Sad isn't it? Oh well, that's the past. And now you know how I broke my wrist.

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