"What the hell do you mean you can't get me a job!"

He was out to get me. Inuyasha was seriously out to get me like the rest of the world.

"I can't get you a job because if the police have put out search notices around the city then no one will even look at you."

"Great. Of course. No one wants a murderer working in their store." I should have known. Is it too much to ask if I wanted to kill myself? "So what am I going to do? Sit around here all day and watch as my pathetic life creeps by?"

That old house was looking really tempting right about now.

"You could. Or we could try to clear your name. See what happened, try to get you to remember what happened." Inuyasha said, pacing in front of me like he had something to worry about. And believe me; he has NOTHING to worry about.

"And how do you plan on doing that Houdini? Whip out a glamorous smile and say 'No officer, she didn't do anything. It's all just a big mistake'?"

Nuh uh.

"Actually. I was thinking maybe we play detective and go back to the scene of the crime, so to speak."

…No.

Never. EVER.

"Why? What could possibly be there now that the police have probably been through the whole place and ripped it apart?"

"A lot. They just don't know how to look."

"Since when did you become secret agent man?" I swear the secret agent man song went through my head just as I said that, making me mentally laugh.

"It's just something that I've grown to look for that some people skim over and don't take any notice to." Inuyasha looked away from me.

You're hiding something Inuyasha, and I'll find out what it is.

Maybe this wasn't such a bad idea. Maybe I could find out who I am and what happened to me.

"How do you know where I ….lived?"

"Seen it all over the news. It's not that hard to figure out."

Downstairs I heard the large door slam shut. I jumped a little and looked up at Inuyasha from where I sat on the couch in his TV room. He just shook his head, smiling a little and got up.

"Inuyasha where the fuck are you!"

Um…

"I am going to rip your throat out!"

Uh…

Inuyasha walked towards the stairs and I followed, almost running after his long strides. I was careful of my hip. It still hurt and I think I ripped it open at some point.

"I coming Miroku. Don't burn down the house." He called back to whoever the person was.

As we made it to the bottom of the stairs, a guy was standing, facing us, tapping his foot on the ground with his arms crossed. The classic position saying 'I am so pissed at you right now'.

"Where the hell have you been Inuyasha?"

Wow, this was looking like the start of a couples fight.

"I've been here. Where else?"

"Well considering I haven't heard from you this whole week, I was starting to wonder." More foot tapping.

"Sorry Miroku, I've just been held up."

"That's your best excuse?"

I couldn't hold it in anymore. I was going to burst.

I let out a laugh. Loud, from the stomach, bending over was my hands on my knees.

"What's so funny Kagome?" Inuyasha asked stupidly, which made me laugh harder.

"You. Never. Told. Me. You. Were…Gay!" I said in between breaths. I just laughed harder. "God! This is just getting better and better! Holy shit!"

Inuyasha stared at me. Either it was because he didn't find the humor in all of this, or he thought I grew a second head. Which I probably did.

"Uhhh, Kagome…I'm not gay." He said, making me stop laughing.

"Huh?"

"I'm not gay Kagome." The look on his face was confusion mixed with that look that said 'what are you on?'

"I'm not gay either." I hadn't noticed that the other guy was standing in front of me now. Smiling at me with this weird creepy smile.

"Heh, uhh….umm." Was my very unintelligible answer.

"I'm Miroku. And you are…Kagome?"

I nodded, looking at Inuyasha for a little bit of help. He just smirked, laughing at me mentally. I scowled, mentally giving him the finger.

Miroku picked my hand up and caressed it and kissed my knuckles.

"Um…excuse me, I want my hand back." I said, ripping it away.

"Oh…sorry. Well, thank god Sango's not here…" He shuddered and stepped away from me. Lucky, I would have shot him if he made another move on me.

"Why'd you come Miroku? I thought you and Sango were in Italy?"

"Plans changed. Sango's great grandmother died so she had to come back for the funeral. So I was stuck doing nothing for the week while they made the whole visitation and stuff. The funeral's on now, and I am extremely bored right now." He said in one breath. I didn't think he had that much air in him.

"Hey wait." Miroku suddenly said, staring at me. "I know you."

God I've heard that line one too many times.

"Yes. I know who you are. Your that girl who-"

"Murdered her family and ran away blah, blah, blah. I know. It's been done."

"Oh…I guess so now that I think about it. But I was going to say that you were that girl in the alley that I saw. But you look a little different."

Huh?

"What are you talking about Miroku?" Inuyasha asked, joining the conversation.

"There was this girl that was in the back of an alley when I was walking home a few nights ago. She looked a little bit like a stripper or something." It looked like Miroku spaced out, thinking.

I looked at Inuyasha who looked back at me. I was confused. He was confused. We were just one big lump of confusion. God my head hurts.

"But, Kagome has been here that last while. She hasn't been walking around."

My head was spinning. That's all I could think about. All I heard was- Kagome, while, hasn't, around.

"But I swear I saw her. Or at least someone who looks a hell of a lot like her."

Spin spin spinny spin spin.

Then it hit me. Smack in the face. With a loud slap and everything.

"Shit." Was all I could say through my spinning fun.

Inuyasha and Miroku looked at me again like I had a second head. But I dashed off, back to the TV room and turned on the TV and found the news channels. I looked for at least one channel that had my story on there. Something was missing and I almost had it, I just REALLY needed to know that I wasn't on drugs and being delusional about this.

First channel- no

Second channel- no

Third channel- just missed it

Fourth channel- no

Fifth channel- finally!

It went through the whole spiel about what happened and no progress and such and I waited for pictures to come up. A bunch of reporters gave their views and what not and I'm thinking: get on with it!

Then a big picture came onto the screen. It was a side view of a house… no, shrine. I could see the stairs that led down to the street. It was big. A sharp pain entered my head and I winced. But I still looked. The inside pictures made the house look like it was new, like they were selling the house. But the caution tape all around put it off.

The pain grew and I had to place my hand on my head and squint 'cause I wanted to see more. I wanted to know where that was. What had happened? But my head spun, and I couldn't concentrate.

"Kagome, are you ok?"

"Yeah, I'm just FINE." I placed my head on the couch, sitting on my knees.

"What's wrong?"

"My head is being ripped apart….I think…I think I'm trying to remember something." I gasped, a new wave of pain spreading over my head.

"Don't try, it will come to you." Inuyasha put his hand on my back and it felt really good. It's like when he touched me, the pain went away. I didn't resist, I wanted to, but I didn't.

"It's something. A name, or a person, I think I know them. But I don't know who."

All I could remember was when I was running. Running in the night while it was raining, bullets being shot at me. Me diving into a forest, or bushes to hide. And shaking, maybe crying, I don't know.

"I need a name. A face, something!" I was getting frustrated. Which made my head hurt more. Which was making me frustrated. One big happy circle.

"Don't think about it. If you do, your head will just hurt more."

Then I did something that I didn't even expect.

I cried.

I don't want to cry. Crying was my enemy.

"Why can't I remember? What have I done? I don't get it!" I sniffed and wiped at the tears that were streaming down my face. I don't know how he did it but Inuyasha pulled me to him and I was now sitting in his lap, crying into his shirt and mumbling like an idiot.

Inuyasha 'shh'ed me and rubbed my back. I could hear Miroku come into the room and stop at the door. Inuyasha asked for tissues and a glass of water. I looked up at him. Glared at him was more like it. I bet I looked real scary, tears and all.

"I don't need…sniff… your charity." I said and tried to get up but my head spun and I sat back down, holding my head and crying more. I leaned against Inuyasha and he brushed my head.

It felt good.

I felt a tissue touch my face and wipe away the offending tears and under my slightly runny nose. But everything just went back, causing the use of more tissues.

"Here Kagome," He said, "Drink some water." A cup was held up to me and I took it, sipping at the water.

It cooled my throat and made my voice less scratchy, but I shivered. I hiccupped, spitting out a little bit of water. I bet I just looked so fabulous right then.

I looked up at Inuyasha and you just know that he's trying his best to take care of something that he shouldn't be involved in. I almost feel like a weight…a burden to him. And I'm really considering leaving again.

"I need to see that house…where I lived. Or else I'm not going to get anywhere with this." I said, knowing that Inuyasha knows exactly what I want.

…………………

It's a nice car. A convertible something. I don't usually speak car and driver so I'm a little sketchy on names.

"Miroku and Sango are going to meet us there ok?" Inuyasha tells me.

I'm trying real hard not to think about where we are going and Inuyasha isn't helping one little bit.

"Who's Sango?" I ask, changing the subject for selfish reasons.

"Miroku's fiancé. Getting married in three months." He said.

"Uh huh." I nod, looking out the window and admiring the…road. The yellow and white lines that constantly change pattern.

They sometimes fade away 'cause of so many people driving on that one spot.

And I'm so glad I'm wasting my time analyzing the road. My pathetic life is growing more pathetic as the minutes go by.

"Where do I live?" It just comes out and I'm trying so hard not to hit myself.

"About fifteen minutes away from my house." Inuyasha says.

"Then why aren't we there yet?" I ask, but then the car stops.

"We are there."

I'm scared now. I go stiffer than wood. And I somehow can't seem to unclench my hands from the seat. Inuyasha has to do it for me, and I feel like a little child.

"Don't be scared."

"Why? 'Cause you're here? Yeah….that makes me feel LOADS better." I glare at him and get out of the car, sort of. I trip on the curb.

"Well, what I was going to say was because nothing is in that house but memories and dust. So you'll be fine. But me being here is a bonus." Inuyasha smiles at me, trying to make me feel better.

It doesn't make me feel any better except for the fact that he's trying. That's the most that I could ask I guess.

We go up the large stairs and I'm trying not to look up when we get to the top. 'Cause I really don't want to see what's in front of me.

Inuyasha tugs my sleeve and I walk along with him.

I hear a door opening and I still don't want to look up. But I do, and then close my eyes. Apparently I have reflexes for not looking at things I don't want to.

"If you don't look now Kagome, then you're never going to find out anything." Inuyasha says and I can feel him standing in front of me.

He's right. So I open up my eyes. At first all I can see is Inuyasha and I have the sudden urge to run away.

I look to the left and I see a kitchen. We are standing in the middle of it. The moon light is coming through the window so it lights up parts of the room.

The place was clean. Extremely clean. People had recently been in here. But the furniture was still there. Like it was never moved. And I bet that in the fridge the food would still be there.

I looked away, taking a deep breath and asking, "What are we looking for?"

"Something that everyone else has missed." Inuyasha walked around the kitchen and looked under things and inside the cupboards.

"And what would that be?" He's being just a little vague on me.

"You'll know it when you see it."

I give up on Inuyasha and start walking around myself. The next room is a living room. TV set, couches and all. I lifted up the cushions on the couch but didn't even find a crumb of food left over from god knows when.

I stand up straight and then it hits me.

I lived here. I could be standing where I stood two weeks ago or last month. I had a mom and a dad. I had a life that wasn't this.

But why the hell can't I remember one god damned thing?

I shake my head and move back to where I saw a pair of stairs. It went up into a dark hallway 'cause no light got in through there.

And right then I was feeling scared. More scared than before 'cause I'm scared of dark hallways where people were killed. And it makes me feel so sick that it could have been me who did this. Who murdered people I think I used to love and then ran away from it.

"What's the matter Kagome?" I feel Inuyasha's hand touch my shoulder and I jump.

"Sorry." He says and looks up at the hallway past the stairs.

"I think your room might be up there."

"I don't want to go up there." I say so fast it's hard to imagine that I even said it. I look up at Inuyasha and he's staring at the hallway with his mouth set in a line.

He does this when he thinks, I know this 'cause when he thinks I'm not looking at him, he thinks and makes the same face every time.

"It might be better if you do go up. Maybe you'll remember something." He doesn't look at me, but he's still thinking.

"You won't go anywhere?" It just comes out.

"No, I won't go anywhere." Inuyasha pushes my back so that I'm being propelled forward. I stumbled a little on the first step but Inuyasha steadied me.

Going up the rest of the steps went by in a blur and I'm not even sure I walked up them. Inuyasha opened up the first door. It was a bathroom. He shook his head and we kept on walking.

We got to the second door and Inuyasha was about to open the door, but my hand shot out and stopped him. I have no idea why I did that.

"What?" He asked.

"Not this one." I say, 'cause somehow I just know, it's not this one.

I tug at his hand and walk down to the second last door in the hallway. I stop at it and just stand there. I really don't want to go in.

"Don't stop now. Not when this can be solved." Inuyasha is whispering and I feel shivers go through me.

I don't say anything; just make myself open the door. I push it open and it hits the wall beside it. I step in before I can hold myself back and look around

The room is a light blue colour and the moonlight makes it lighter. There's a little stuffed bear that's on the bed that has matching blue sheets and blankets. The dresser was in the corner and the desk was in the other corner beside the window.

I felt weak. There's this little tick in my head that says that I know this place. That I'm supposed to know this place. But it doesn't look familiar to me.

I walk over to the bed and sit on it. It sinks a little under me and I look around more I see Inuyasha walking around, looking through stuff again. Clothes, accessories, books, everything.

I look back at the bear and pick it up. It looks kind of old. Like something I would have gotten as a baby present. I sit it in my lap and look at the bed side table. There's a picture there.

The only person I recognize is me. There were three other people there. A woman, a little boy, and an old man. If I had to guess they were my…family. My mother, my brother and my grandpa.

We all look happy.

"I didn't find anything." Inuyasha's voice picks me out of the darkness and plops me back into reality.

"Then should we go?" I don't really want to leave this room, not yet.

"If we don't want any peeking neighbors, yes we should." He looks a little shifty, like he's lost something.

"Ok." I say and get up. The bear is still in my hands. I get to the door but I turn around and run back to the bed. I grab the picture and take that with me along with the bear.

Inuyasha is already half way down the hall. But he stops so suddenly that I trip into his back.

"What?" I say but he whips around to shush me.

I stay quiet and listen. I can't hear anything though.

Inuyasha takes a step back, stepping on my toe and I squeak. Then I hear a response to the squeak. Something that you never want to hear.

"Some body's up there." A whisper but loud enough to hear. And I have no idea what to do.

Inuyasha apparently does though. He opens up the bathroom door and shoves me in and closes the door behind me. And I'm frozen stiff. There's no window. I can't see anything.

But I can hear plenty. Shouts and screams and the sound of skin impacting skin. And floors connecting with bodies.

I back up into the corner and shake. I don't know what's going on. And I'm scared. I have this huge replay of when I first came to Inuyasha, or when he found me, whatever.

I tense up more when I hear someone running up the stairs, and I'm wigging out. I don't know what' going on and I hate it. It makes me more nervous 'cause the footsteps are coming so close.

When the door opens a turn around so that I'm facing the corner. But a hand grabs my shoulder and turns me to look up at them.

"We have to leave. Now."

It's Miroku. And I'm so scared that I've lost Inuyasha.

I can barely think when Miroku pulls me out of the bathroom and back down the stairs.

I try to ask where Inuyasha is but it comes out in a slur. And Miroku wouldn't stop to care if I had a gun pointed to my head.

In the kitchen the table and chairs are shoved away, in different positions towards the window. And the fridge looks like it has a dent in it the size of a basketball that was painted red.

I gulp down the sick feeling that goes through me.

Out side of the house and down the large steps there's a police car and two other cars, one being the one Inuyasha drove.

I try to ask again, "Where is Inuyasha?" It comes out better this time.

"He'll be here, but we have to go." Is all Miroku is going to tell me.

He opens up the cars door and hurtles me in and then gets in himself. There's a woman in the drivers seat that drives away as soon as Miroku's door is closed. I watch as the houses and trees go by faster than I can blink.

I look in my hands and the bear is still there along with the picture frame with my family in it. But the glass is broken along with the frame. I remove it but there's not just a picture there.

A piece of paper slips out and onto the floor. I pick it up quickly. As I'm about to look at it Miroku looks back at me. I hide the paper in my sweater pouch and hold onto the bear and picture.

"You should probably get some sleep. We are going to be driving for a while." He says.

"Where are we going?" I ask, just a little confused.

"Just get some sleep and we'll explain when Inuyasha gets there." I hate it when people don't tell me the whole story.

But either way I slide down to my side and clench the bear to my stomach and something about this position seems familiar.

………………………………………………

I'm walking around. On the train. I'm lifting up books and clothes left behind. Fear goes through me and I feel like there's still someone there.

But as I look around, I can't see anything.

I stop when I see a piece of paper lying on the ground. When I walk over to it, it slowly disappears.

I look up and see a sign. It says 'Start Looking'.

……………………………………………

Sleeping in a car sets you in this weird kind of limbo. You can dream, but it feels like you're awake. But you 'wake up' every five or ten minutes only to see the same thing you did five or ten minutes before.

But sometimes I can see Miroku looking back at me. He sometimes says something but I can't stay awake long enough to hear what he's saying.

When I feel the sun coming through a window and onto my face I know it's time for me to wake up. I hear voices around me, but not close. And I don't remember one thing about a black leather couch that I'm laying on when I open my eyes.

I sit up and look around. My surroundings tell me I'm in a hotel room. But it makes me wonder where the bed went unless this couch folds out into one.

I vaguely remember getting out of the car but that's about it. I was too out of it to stay awake or pay attention.

The voices are getting louder and I walk to the door to open it. I can't hear properly to eavesdrop so I just open the door and peek out. But the talking stops.

I step out and close the door behind me. I walk into a room that has a TV and couch and mini kitchen. Yep, definitely a hotel.

Miroku is the first person I see and he has this smile that says he's hiding something from me. Then I see the woman, she's sitting on the couch fuming.

Then I see Inuyasha. He's pacing the room. And I start to get scared at how happy I am to see him. And I can't believe I was worried about where he was last night.

I want to say something but Inuyasha beats me to it.

"We are in serious trouble right now." He says looking at me for only a second.

"Why? What happened, Inuyasha?" I ask, but I don't know that I'm going to get a straight answer.

"The po-" Miroku starts, but again Inuyasha wants to talk.

"Since we weren't supposed to be in the house last night, the police tried to convict us for break and entry. But they didn't see you. So that's a good thing. But they saw the rest of us." Inuyasha quickly said while giving Miroku a look. And I'm thinking that there's something more to this.

And since when did Inuyasha dress in grunge clothes? Seriously. He's wearing jeans and a hoodie as opposed to collared shirts and kahki jeans. Grunge looks good on him.

And I'm glad I'm wasting my time analyzing Inuyasha's wardrobe.

"So what does this mean?" I ask again.

"It means we are stuck in hiding for a while until we can get this whole thing figured out." Inuyasha looks frustrated. More than frustrated.

When Inuyasha brings hid hand up to his hair I notice a long cut of his knuckles. And it's still bloody.

"What did you do?" I point at his hand and Inuyasha looks at it.

"Oh, I missed a target." And I think back to the basketball sized crater in the fridge.

"Oh." Is all I can say.

Then the girl on the couch gets up so fast I'm surprised she didn't trip on her way out of the door. Miroku ran after her yelling "Sango! Wait!"

And all I could do was stand there and stare at the open door that went out to a hallway. Inuyasha stared too. But he looked away faster than I did.

"What's the matter with her?" I say.

"I don't wanna fucking be here! I don't want my neck on the fucking line for those two!" I hear from the hall.

"Guess that answers my question." I mumble.

"She's…nervous. Sango's just not a runaway type person and because we," -Inuyasha waved his hands in between us- "are the cause of it, she's just that much more nervous."

"I see. Then why doesn't she and Miroku just go?"

"Because the police saw them too remember? So that leaves them in the same situation…sort of."

"Oh."

I feel like a little child. Having to have people explain things to me 'cause I really don't understand.

After a while of just standing there, my stomach growls, and Inuyasha hears it.

"I'll get you breakfast." He walks over to the mini kitchen and pulls out bread eggs and bacon from the fridge.

I lie down on the couch and before I realize how long I've been lying here, there's a plate of food in front of me.

"Thanks. I say to Inuyasha and take the plate from him. The food is all separate, so I open the toast and put the eggs and bacon in it. Like a sandwich. It's the best thing I've had since yesterday's lunch.

So I sit there. For god knows how long. And I daydream. And I feel like I've fallen asleep again. 'Cause I guess that I'm just that tired.

…………………………………….

So this chapter moved slow and I think I can call myself a liar when I said last time that I would update faster. 'Cause I really didn't again. So you know…school is a drag and so is stalking ex boyfriends.