The one called lucky

Chapter six: Whip cream

After the news, we walked toward to the hotel that Rin works at. On the way there we didn't talk, the only noise was either the cars passing by or some people talking on their cell phone. When we arrived at the golden doors, Ayame told me she wanted to talk to Sango alone, taking something out of her bag, she put it in my palm. As they walked down the street Ayame yelled to me that we would meet at the park around ten. I watched them until they became little black dots. Looking down at my palm, I realise she gave me an old camera, to be more precise a SLR. Shifting it between my hands, I finally put the strap around my neck, and walked the other way. It bounces off my chest each time a take a step I pull out my black and white stripped hat from my pocked. Pulling it over my head, I let out a breath of air. It looks like smoke.

I can't feel the ends of my fingers, stuffing them in my jean pants. I lift my head up to the sky. Why did Ayame want to speak alone with Sango, and why did she give me this camera? I scrunch my face, trying to solve my own questions. I shuffle my feet as I cross a street. Walking onto the grassy part of the park, I look down at the wet grass, it rained last night, but only a drizzle. I pick up the camera and adjust the focus on two little girls who are playing with their mother. I take the picture, letting the camera fall back against my chest.

I continue to walk across the park. Jumping on some rocks, I skip across them. I feel lopsided, standing with one foot on a rock. Slumping to one side like a misshapen statue.

Sota and I would always go to the park, on rainy days we would play on his Playstation. That's until he disappeared from my life. Somehow he was gone after one nigh because of cancer. I don' remember a thing about it. Sango was the one who broke the news to me. I was at the hospital when he died. And I tried to kill myself on that day. But the nurse stopped me. I also missed his funeral.

I jump of the rock onto the pavement. Twirling myself around like a ballerina. Tears leek into my eyes. I continue to twirl. Everything swirls around me, becoming unfocused. I stop in my tracks. My head feels wobbly. Wiping my tears away with my sleeve, I walk up to an empty fountain.

The water was drained out for winter. It's a kiddie pool in the summer. Stepping inside the large basin, I put my bag on the ledge and take my skateboard out. Put the camera beside the bag, I step onto the board and push off. I stay close to the ledge, doing the whole outline of the pool. The sound of the wheels rolling against the pavement somehow soothes me, like when my mother would hold me close against her chest, and whisper calming words to me before I would climb into bed. Then my father would kiss me on the forehead and sing me a song in a low whisper.

I push off for a second time, this time letting my foot drag on the pavement. I then do a tail drag making the board slowly go into a stop. Picking the board up, I drag my feet towards the ledge. I sit down and immediately open Sango's knapsack. Searching through it, I take out something that looks like a protein bar. I nibble at it, whatever it is it tastes like dried tomato.

Looking over the bag, I reach out for the camera. But nothings there. I pick up my bag and put it on my shoulder. I start to panic, standing up I search the area. Suddenly everything goes black. Someone is covering my eyes.

"Guess who it is." A voice says.

"The tooth fairy?" I say, my voice dripping sarcasm. I'm turned around; Inuyasha is standing in front of me, giving me one of his looks.

"Shit! I'm right, you are the tooth fairy." I say as I tilt my head.

"Yah, whatever bitch. What are you doing here?" He asked me as he crossed his arms.

"Well, I was hoping the kiddie pool would be open, but for some strange reason they decided to drain it during winter, don't you find that sad."

"Not really…"

I push some strands out of my face. "I lost Ayame's camera, and right now I'm looking for it."

He just shrugged. "Stay there."

"Huh?"

"Stay there." He put his hand on my shoulder and guided me moving a few feet to the left. "Right-here. Stop." He looked over my shoulder. "Good."

Time was magnified. Is his hand still on my shoulder? I don't know. His face swam up to mine. I grew extremely still. The corner of his mouth twitched. Everything seemed to be tilting.

He.

Kissed.

Me.

The kiss was over in an instant, and yet I sensed that it skipped a few minutes of my life. He drew away from me and gave me a thumb up. "I've got it!" I think my heart stopped as I tried to figure what was happening.

"I've got it one film," Inuyasha said grinning. "And I won the bet." This time I'm sure that my heart stopped. Thoughts darted around my head like birds.

"What?" I whisper.

"Our kiss," he said. "I've got it one your camera, I put it one self timer and stuck it on a statue over there," He said pointed to the side. "Well the bet was nothing, really," he said "Just a joke. The guys bet that I couldn't kiss you before nine, and now it's only eight forty." He said looking down at his watch.

I moved aside. "You are a-" I said stopping; I turn around walking up to the statue. I take the camera out of its hiding place. I walk away with out looking back at him.

"Lighten up wench!" he screamed after me. My body shakes. "Don't come after me you asshole!" I scream out. I run into a public bathroom. Walking to the far end of it I fall against the wall. My head falls between my knees. Tears leaked out my eyes for the third time today.

I slowly start to sing.

Scared to open these eyes

To see just what's inside

This tree is dead and cold

This house is not a home

Help me now I'm dying here alone

I take a large breath of air; I then continue to sing to myself.

This is not a game

So don't think that you know

Casually I confide

Awake and paralysed

Forever in one word

Forever is the longest time

Wrapping my arms around my torso, I lean my head against the trunk.

It's the only cure I'm not sure I'll survive

This is not a game

So don't think that you know

Can you see these blood shot eyes

Can you see

That my strength I failing

I can't go on this way

This heart is not beating

It just doesn't seem the same

My strength is failing just can't go on this way.

Some one kneels beside me. It's Ayame. She pushes some strands of hair away from my face. She puts a hand on my forehead.

"Are you ok?" She asks in a motherly voice. I look away, embarrassed. She put her bag down at opens the zipper. "I came earlier because I knew you would be here," She said as she stuck her hand in the bag.

"Sango is sleeping on a roof right now she's tiered. It's really cool place, it's on top a abandon candy store, all you do is climb a ladder and you are there, police free!" She said smiling to me. I wipe away the remaining tears from my face, biting my lover lip.

"Did you have a good time with the camera, Sango told me you where artistic, so I thought you would appreciate it more than I do."

I crack a smile. Ayame had her hair in two low pony tails; she had one a jean skirt with some black and pink leg warmers. She also had on a jean jacket. It seems that she doesn't mind the cold. I noticed that she has couple of piecing on her ear. I never noticed that before.

"Why the sad face Kagome?" she asked as she took out her jacket from her bag.

"I feel like shit, useless, and you could say the opposite of happy." I say

Ayame takes something out of her bag. She sticks it out in the air. "Here is you happiness, all canned up in a bottle." It's a can of whip cream.

"What are we going to do, get hyper on whip cream or should we throw it a police car. That would make my day." I say while rolling my eyes.

"No breath in the air," she throws it in my lap. "I promise you, it will make you happy." I take the bottle, putting the red tip in my mouth, biting on the end of it. I breathe in the air. I feel nothing. Ayame sings me to do it again. Suddenly my body feels light. I start to laugh.

"I told you it would make you happy!" she said as she took the bottle from me and did the same thing. She also started to laugh. I take the bottle back and take another breath of the air.

"What the hell is this, it's like laughing gas!" I say in between giggles. Ayame takes out a couple of cans from her bag.

"I'm always ready for a cheer up." She says as she breaks the seal of one of the cans. I take one for myself. Taking the cap off, putting the cap in my mouth. I breathe in the air. My body fells light for about ten seconds. Then everything goes back to normal. I take another breath of air. I burst out in laughter. Ayame randomly starts to poke me on the cheek. She starts to laugh again. I take and other sip of the air. Cracking up, I can feel myself going weak. The can falls out o my hands. I crumble to the ground. My body shaking from giggles. I look up at Ayame, she's touching her face. She looks shocked.

"I can't… feel." She says as she pinches her cheek. I slowly sit up.

"What?" I ask.

"Slap me!" she says as she bobs her head up and down. I look at her, trying to figure out if she's telling the truth. "Come one!" she says in a high pitch voice. I raise m hand, bring bit down to her face. I slap her. She smiles. "I didn't fell that!" She screams. She continues to touch her face. I bring my hand up to my cheek. I feel nothing, it nub. I poke it. I still can't feel anything. I start to laugh.

"Cool! Slap me Ayame." I look up to her. She laps me across the face. I feel nothing. "Hit me harder bitch!" I yell out.

She makes a fist and hits me on the lips. I fall to my side. I bring my finger up where she hit me. I feel blood. I sitting back up, I throw a fist at her. She falls back. Propping herself on her elbows. She gives me a smile. On the left corner of her forehead there's blood dripping down. "Your forehead is bleeding." I say.

"Well your, lip is bloody!" She says in a playful tone. I start to feel something stinging on my lip. It hurts. I slowly get up. Putting my hands on the edge of the porcelain sink, I look into the cracked mirror. My lip is red and swollen. On my lover lip, I notice that its cut. My mouth is imprinted with blood.

"Shit," I turn on the water, cupping my hands. I splash my face with water. I clean up the blood from my face. Look back down at Ayame; she's on the floor laughing. I take her hand, helping her up. "And then the chicken went to a tea party with the mean bad wolf to talk about her baby shower," She took a breath of air. "The mean bad wolf was the one who was her wedding planer. So she trusted him," I lean her against the sink. Taking some paper towels, I soak them with water. I then wipe them across her wound. She continues to tell her story. "But then the mean bad wolf gobbled her up as if she was a cookie…. The poor chicken shouldn't have trusted the wolf. She trusted everyone, even bad people," I put water on her face. "You Kagome, you are just like the chicken, you trust people too easily. You think that all people are all good. You shouldn't trust me Kagome, I'm a bad person." I throw the paper towel away.

"Ayame, you are not a person, you are a great friend to me. You may do stupid things, but everyone does that!" I pick up my bag. My head feel slight as I stand back up. Ayame also take her bag. We leave the public bathroom. I feel wobbly as we leave the park. The whip cream air is still making an effect on me.

Ayame leans her head on my shoulder. "I'm sleepy…" She says. We walk across the street. Ayame still has her head on my shoulder. Even if it's dark, the street I slight with colourful lights and animated billboards. Ayame points out where the abounded store is. We walk between to buildings, there's barley any place to pass through. We arrived at a more poor part of the city. Ayame start to climb a ladder that's besides a building. I follow her lead. As we arrive onto the top. I see Sango in her sleeping bag. She's sitting up straight. She gives us a small wave. I walk up to her and give her hug. I then take out my sleeping bag and lay it beside Sango. I sit on top of it.

"So Sango, can you tell me about you pregnant thingy."

"Well, uhm. I haven't told Miroku yet. And I'm not sure how many months pregnant I am. I'm more than three months that's for sure," She unzips her winter jacket to show me.

"It looks like a balloon." I say as I touch her stomach. "It's hard to believe that there's a kid in there." Sango lets out sigh. "So hoe did you hide your stomach from us?" I ask.

"I would hunch my back, or I would always wear a sweater." She said as she zipped back up her coat.

Ayame sat beside me. "What are you going to wear, can't wear you t-shirt, they will get stretched out."

"I don't know," she said as she lay back down. "Could you guys come with me to break the news to Rin?"

"Sure." Ayame said while laying her sleeping bag beside me. I just node.

Climbing into my sleeping bag I close my eyes.

"Good night guys." Ayame says as she also climbs into her sleeping bag.

Sango pulled her hat over her ears. "Good night to you to, and remember Kagome you are a lucky girl." Then Sango rolled to the other side.

I looked up to the sky. I'm about on the verge to scream out why am I so lucky. But I heard some faint snoring noses from Sango. She is asleep. I bring the edge of the bag up to my nose. I continue to look up at the stars.

The stars tonight will be my night light. And the urban noises will be my lullaby. They dragged it up. And continued with beating. How I bleed. I could bleed for ever. I fell asleep to those thoughts.

The wipe cream scene was hard to describe, so I'm sorry if it sucked. I will try to update faster next time. Oh yah and I'm sorry that Inuyasha was a jackass. And I'm sorry that I have bad grammar.

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