A/N: I've been doing some editing around…I hope its alright now . I was sorta unhappy with it before, but im good with it now :). As always ENJOY!

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Where was a dead girl seeking revenge to go? Kagome giggled a little. This was so surreal. She'd best get to her own apartment though. She shivered a little in the rain. Even though she was dead, that didn't mean that she couldn't feel.

She padded down to her apartment complex. It was of course, two hills away from the cemetery. It bothered her at first, but the rent was cheap, due to the lack of tenants. It was probably for the same reason. Once again, Kagome was thankful for another strange circumstance, which now proved very lucky.

Well, Kagome smiled, I'm having a good afterlife so far.

It wasn't a long walk to the apartment house so she was there in ten minutes time.

She looked up at her old apartment house, which loomed over her. The damned place looked abandoned and unkempt. A breeze blew leaves across the sidewalk. The trees were surprisingly ugly: gray, overgrown and bare. Hedges spewed boughs of mismatched length in all directions making it look like a plant version of Krakatoa. Everything was so different.

She silently walked on, nostalgia taking over her carriage, until she finally made it to the part of her apartment that she hated the most but had the fondest memories of. The ten flights of stair she had to go up to get to her apartment.

After an exhausting day of College, that wasn't what she needed.

But still…the other memories persisted. When she twisted her ankle and Sango belted her into a chair with wheels and tried to gat her down, screaming with each bump and jostle. InuYasha carrying her back up and down. Sliding down the railings. InuYasha insisting on spending the night after a date, feigning exhaustion. The fist time she agreed.

She gulped and reached out for the railing, holding on to it until her knuckles turned a stretched bloodless white. She could do this.

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With much procrastinating due to other memories, she finally made it to her door. She absent-mindedly reached to her side for her purse, which, under normal circumstances, would have held her keys.

She laughed mirthlessly when she didn't find it. Wishing was never enough.

She pushed on the caution tape heavy door.

It creaked open, almost inviting her to come in.

She stepped inside to find it empty and dirty. Everything was left as it was except for the white chalk on the floor, outlining her position when they found her dead body. She kneeled down and traced it lightly with her fingers and grimaced when a splinter got caught in her finger. She brought the offended digit to her mouth when the mental image of Police officers hustling around her small apartment filled her vision.

Her eyed widened.

Another memory.

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The lights were on very bright, and paramedics buzzed around her body like bees and the blinding flashes of multiple cameras were going off every few seconds, leaving her dizzy. She shook her head and it was gone. She turned around to see the TV, or at least half of it because a couch was hiding the rest. It sprung to life, as the lights did before, showing the last part of The Wizard of OZ.

"No. But it wasn't a dream -- it was a place.

And you -- and you -- and you -- and you were

there…"

She spun around to see a police officer questioning Sango, whose eyes were glazed over and distant, staring over the officer's shoulder to Kagome's body in complete shock and sadness.

Kagomes eyes softened towards her friend.

Sango was always the tough girl. Especially ever since her little brother, Kohaku died. She was rock tough. You would never catch her in a vulnerable situation, let alone crying and showing signs of overall hopelessness. Kagome shook her head. This was too much, and all because of her. No, it wasn't her fault it was…

No. Don't wanna think about that.

Kagome turned back around. She couldn't stand seeing Sango like that. She saw two officers at the side of all the activities and got interested.

"…What about the boy friend?"

"The Inu Yasha guy?"

"Yeah…"

"… don't know…all we have is that he was in a car crash…"

"Your shittin' me?…."

" No, its not what your thinking…its was minor, just a few scratches…but…"

"But?"

"Nevermind…"

"Tell me...

"No…."

"Yes!"

"No…."

"YES!"

"No…"

"I'll give you my doughnut tomorrow…"

Kagome rolled her eyes. She always thought that doughnuts and officers was an American cliché. She suffered a giggle, and when she thought that a laugh was all she could get out of this conversation she made to leave until…

" O.K. I'll tell you…"

" I knew the doughnut thing would work….."

"SHUT UP! You want to know right?"

"Yeah…."

" Then shut up so you can actually listen…"

"…"

" Ok, so they say the guy crashed about thirty minutes after they predict this girl was attacked right?"

"…yeah…"

"Don't you see?"

"…"

"That could have given the guy plenty of time to escape and crash himself somewhere, automatically taking him off the suspect list…"

Kagome's eyes widened in realization.

"…OH! I SEE!…But wait…he would've had to hide the weapon…that would've taken him awhile…"

" He could have planned this and done it real fast…"

"Naw…your just messing with yourself…No one could be that that quick…"

Kagome shook her head with a smile. "I guess they don't understand the full meaning of the word 'hanyou'."

"So…anyways…how are the kids?.."

"Alright, Alright. I got one who wants to follow his Daddies footsteps…"

Kagome walked away deep in thought. What that police officer said could very well be true. No-it WAS true. Inu-yasha in a car crash? With his super quick reflexes? Kagome didn't think so.

She found herself in front of her own dead body. Sango, whom she guessed was all done being questioned, holding the dead Kagomes, cold and lifeless hand.

Tears streaked down Sango's face as she said " Kagome…you were one of the few people I let myself get really attached to…besides my brother…and now your both gone!" She sniffed and more tears slipped down her cheeks. And Kagome felt the damn breached. She didn't even realize she was holding back tears until she was crying them out.

And the damn TV was till on.

"Home! And this is my room -- and you're

all here! And I'm not going to leave here

ever, ever again, because I love you all!

And -- Oh, Auntie Em -- there's no place

like home!"

"This just shows me," Sango sniffed brokenly,her voice as thin as a spider web "I'll just never let anyone get that close again…never…." A broken sob escaped Sango's choked throat and she cried fully now, not holding back anything.

Kagome reached for Sango, but all of the sudden, the images from the past blurred and started to clear like smoke. Out of it all, Kagome could only hear Sangos voice saying:

" I swear to God this is the last time I cry…God dammit I swear…"

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The vision cleared, only to be replaced by more and more and more. The funeral. Tall black figures crowded around her coffin. InuYasha wasn't there….

Mirokus deep voice, rich like honey, on the message machine, while Sango was curled up in a ball sitting on her couch with tears steaming down her face.

Sango isolating herself, people leaving the apartment house, Sango celebrating her birthday all alone, Miroku knocking on the door, Sango not answering, Inu Yasha with some other person whom she could recognize but could not put a name to, old flowers being tossed away and being replaced with new ones on her tomb stone which read "Gone but not Forgotten", all of them they repeated and whirled faster and faster, voices, cries, sobs, "why?" in a shaky voice, clear, emotionless, feminine laughter, joined by a males laughter, whirled together to form an ear splitting sound, a dark figure turns and all she can see are two amber eyes, it all swirled together, and wheeled faster, picking up momentum, until it turned into one big great thing that roared, daring her to try and make it stop.

Kagome felt herself scream and kneel on the floor in front of this demon, this past that is hers, and not hers. She screamed for the pain, she screamed for the anger, the confusion, the malice, the whole world which had, in one night, managed to go upside down and just plain wrong.

But that's why I'm here, isn't it? Kagome thought. To right the wrong that only I can right.

The Demon roared one last time, albeit weakly, and imploded into nothing. Her drab, dusty apartment came back into view. She shivered and licked her dry lips. Her throat hurt from shouting. She scrambled, trembling, to her room, where she found she still had clothes, and shakily put them on. Still fit like a glove.

But on second thought, she took off her faded jeans and old t-shirt in favor of a dress. She may as well look nice. She took a deep breath and steadied her hands to put on her makeup, using the mirror she'd use every morning. Used to use.

Once she was done, she all but ran out of her apartment. Too many memories.

Kagome didn't know where to start. She could recall countless other times when she was alive that she felt the same way, leaning outside her door, trying to think of a solution. Sango always knew what to do…SANGO!

Kagome smiled. Hopefully Sango still lived in the complex…

She made her way to the middle of the hall and knocked on Sangos the door five times loudly. It used to be Sango's way of knowing it was Kagome. If it was more than five it was probably Miroku. Kagome remembered how he'd always be after Sango, but she'd always resist. Supposedly, anyway. Kagome knew her friend better than that. She wanted just as bad, if not, worse.

"Gimme a sec" a voice much like Sangos called from within the room. Kagome stiffened. She was glad she still lived here, but how would she react?

The door opened with Sango coming out at the door and she just stopped short. Kagome didn't know what she was expecting, but so far Sango seemed to be taking it alright. Her mouth was dropped open, and her eyes kept traveling up and down her person.

"KAGOME!"

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