Summary: Kagome used to be the popular and happy girl in school. Everyone loved her, until summer break. Now, returning to high school, no one regognizes her. Will someone be able to find out why she's vanished? Inuyasha's POV.

Rated M for the following: Cutting, mention of suicide, adult situations (Miroku's fault this had to be put in), and foul language... If these bother you, then suck it up and read, or leave.

Heart of Pain
Chapter Twelve: Silence

So, what's a good way to help her recover from what happened? I can't see her tonight to prove what happened earlier on today wasn't as bad as she thinks. Even so, it wouldn't prove much and the issue isn't what's bothering me right now. What I want is someone to sue the life off this man so he won't be able to have custody of Kagome.

But, what lawyer do I know that can do that at my command? Oh, this is perfect. He'll work just fine...

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I walk home, not sure of my mood. I'm upset that Kagome and I aren't doing too well, but I'm happy that I have a solution.

"Hey dad! I need your help in a law suit!" I yell through the house. My dad, as always, is in the kitchen. I walk in the kitchen, knowing his attentionis fully on me.

"What do you need? I can't imagine you needing to sue someone." He comments. I shrug then pour myself a bowl of Shredded Wheat.

"One of my friends... Someone has custody over her and he's raping her. She has memories of him murdering her mother and brother, too." I tell my father. I sit down across from him. He calmly folds up his paper and sets it down beside his cup of coffee.

"Really? What could I get paid?" He asks. That was the part I was fearing.

"I doubt a clean consious counts, huh?" I ask hopefully. He shakes his head, making me mentally growl. I don't have enough money to make this worth my dad's time.

"How about this. You and Sesshoumaru don't fight until I'm done with the trial. Not around me, at least." He says. I think about this for a while before deciding I have the upper hand. Dad's hardly ever around, so this should work out so we can keep beating each other. Pardon me, so I can keep beating him.

"Alright." I say. My dad stands up then pours his coffee in the sink. He never drinks coffee, yet he makes himself a cup everytime he's reading the newspaper...

"Thanks, dad." I say. He nods then leaves the room. I go over to my backpack and pull out my cell phone. I dial 2, then hit the send button.

"Hello?" Sango asks. By the tone of her voice, I can tell she's chatting with Miroku online. They must be flirting too.

"Sorry to interrupt you from your flirt-session. But I found out how to get Kag-- Kay out of her house. My dad's going to go to court about it and, hopefully, Kag-- Kay will be able to be free of the guy's grasp." I say.

"Wow. Congrats, I think. But, she's one of those dark people who always think their life is bad. I don't think this will make it much better." Sango tells me.

"I think it will. She wasn't always like this." I say. I immediately slap my head, realizing that I've given too much away.

"What do you mean?" She asks.

"Gotta go. I have to do homework." I say quickly. I hang up the phone, knowing full well that I used the stupidest excuse yet. Since when have I worried about doing homework? Well, might as well do it since that's what I told Sango. I walk into my room, my science textbook in hand.

"Inuyasha, is what father said about the no-fighting true?" Sesshoumaru asks me through the door.

"Yes." I reply shortly. If he talks much longer, I'll lose my inspiration for homework.

"You'll regret this." He warns. Crap. He's going to taunt me.

Well, I didn't do homework. Big surprise there. I guess it doesn't matter, since I am passing the class. I just don't do homework well. I have to do it at school or else it won't get done. My brother told me what he meant by I'll regret it. He is going to taunt me until I fight. But, he'll only do it when our dad is around. He's really nice.

He doesn't understand why I'm doing this. I'm doing this to protect Kagome--

Speaking of Kagome. There she is. She's walking up to the school, and she looks more depressed than she did on the first day at school. That's my fault, I'm sure of it. She didn't want anyone to know about her summer-hell, but she blurted it out to me. She must think I've told everyon lies about it. I jump off the roof of the school, landing perfectly on my feet. It feels nice to have my demon powers back.

"Come here." I say softly. I don't want to call her Kagome and grab attention, but she won't answer to Kay anymore. She doesn't say anything, so I get closer.

"Kagome!" I whisper loudly. She looks at me for a moment, then goes back on her journey to class. That was almost creepy. I'm good about sensing emotion. I have demon senses, and my dad's ability to read people's faces has passed on. I'm really good at this. But her face was...

How do you describe the look on her face? She was dead. I mean, I used my demon senses too. She felt dead in every way possible. She looked like she was emotionally dead. Her face displays the hopes of death on it, and her soul is empty. A creepy type of empty. Well, at least it feels that way.

I sit down in my seat, glancing over at Kagome. She's not looking at me. She's staring in front of her as if she's in a trance or under a spell. It worries me a lot, since she was so... She was so normal the other day. She must really be upset over telling me.

Class seems to take forever. I'm sure that five hours have passed and the class isn't over yet. We still have fifteen minutes left, which is killing me. The clock goes second-by-second, and doesn't seem to want the minute to pass.

After years of time, the class is out. I stay in my seat, watching Kagome leave. She still seemsto be one of the walking dead. I pick up my backpack and begin to leave. At the last second, my things fall out all over. I should have zipped it up first.

"Of all fucking days..." I mutter to myself. I pick up my things then notice a pair of pointy shoes in front of me. The scent of cheap perfume that's been sprayed on way too heavily comes to me and I cringe. I look up in the eyes of my pissed-off teacher, knowing she'll get upset for my colorful language.

"Mr. Taisho!" She muses. She's faking surprise, and it only agitates me more.

"Yes?" I ask, trying dseperately not to growl at her. Better yet, now that everything is in my backpack once again, I think that I should just leave the room! Unfortunately, I don't think that'll get me out of trouble. If anything, I'll get in more trouble for disrepsecting her. I stand up, trying not to obviously glance at the door.

"You know you aren't supposed to use that kind of language in class. Now, if you weren't doing so well in my class, then I'd have to give you a referral and let the principle see you." She says. I look at her, wondering what she just said. Now is a time when I should have been paying attention. After a while, she gets upset with my lack of words.

"Ahh... What?" I ask.

"Mr. Taisho! Pay attention when you are being addressed in conversation by your superiors!" She snaps.

"Superiors my ass. You're nothing but a washed-up old hag who likes to talk nonstop during class." I blurt. I cover my mouth instantly as she fumes. The scent of anger is, literally, pouring off of my teacher. She points to the office and I leave without another word. I can't believe I just said that to her.

I walk in the office, and the lady behind the desk gives me a raised eyebrow.

"May I help you? You shouldn't be in here. You only have 30 seconds to get to class." She says. I sit down in a chair, dropping my bag next to me.

"Well I assumed you would be ready for my class with Principle Garrison today." I say. She stares at me for a while, before looking down at her desk.

"I'm sorry. Principle Garrison has no one coming in today. You should get to class before you're late." She says. I rub between my eyes, trying to keep from getting mad at her.

"Look, lady. I just cussed then insulted my teacher. I'm sent to the office and she didn't have time to write a pass!" I tell her. I notice her stare and try not to growl. Some people just don't get it.

"I, got, in, trouble!" I tell her slowly. She gasps then goes to the principle's door. Damn, some of these people are stupid. Probably more stupid than the kids who don't come to school and smoke weed all day.

"Okay, she'll see you now." She says. I nod then walk in the room. I set my bag down by the door and sit in a chair. This is the second time I've been in the principle's office since I started going to school here. Usually I can keep my insults away from the teachers. This time was the first I hadn't done that.

"Oh, Mr. Taisho. How nice to see you." The woman greets me. It never fails to scare me how every, single staff worker here knows your name and birthday, when you don't even know them.

"Hello, Principle Garrison. I thought you could use some company and figured that getting in trouble would get me here fastest!" I tell her sarcastically.

"You're not humoring me." She says.

"I wasn't intending to." I reply dully. She nods, and I notice a smile on her face. She's even scarier with the smile on her face.

"Well, what did you do?" She questions.

"I cussed, then I insulted Ms. Hanniah while using more foul language." I say. She nods slowly, then looks at something on her computer.

"This is your second time in here since you started the school year." She remarks.

"Point?" I question.

"Well, that's rare. I get each student in here once a year, at least. Even the strait-A students have been in more than you." She says. I remain silent, wondering if there's a point to her babbling.

"That means that I'll let you off. But, come in here again, then I'll have to double the consequences." She says. I nod then leave, sighing. Rather than go to class, I head home. This is getting touch. Perhaps dad will have advice for me on what to do.

I drive home, silence filling my car. Not that I mind, though. Music would only worsen my guilt...

My guilt over Kagome is heavy. I don't know how I got to feeling this bad. I mean, I wanted to know what happened to Kagome. I should be happy that Kagome told me what happened. But, I guess the answer isn't my problem. I'm feeling horrible over forcing Kagome to do anything... Like telling me what happened.

How will I be able to help her? I want to, but I don't know of anything that can erease bad memories...

Next time on Heart of Pain...
Kagome leaves school. She's gone for a few weeks, and no one has any clue where she is. The only thing going through Inuyasha's mind is horrifying him. He can't sleep, or concentrate on school. Did she really end her life?

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