Hello people! Sorry this took so long. I meant to update days ago, but my computer went evil on me and my file was gone. I did a search of the whole hard drive, but it was gone, and entire 2 hours of my life wasted. I haven't had time to redo it until now. It was a long chapter too. It makes me so mad…. Anyway…. ON WITH THE STORY!

Deepening Wound

Don't look down! Please, please, PLEASE! Don't look down here. Kagome you idiot, DON'T LOOK DOWN!

Kagome shrugged and turned from her window, there was nothing out there. Meanwhile, down in the tree, Inuyasha relaxed slightly. Now all he had to do was get out of the tree without causing more pain or falling out of it. He pulled himself up into a better position, and dropped to the ground from there. He bent backwards, wincing as his back cracked loudly. Several times. He then snuck upstairs and got ready for the day.

After a hot shower and some ibuprofen, he felt better. He went downstairs to find Arani and Kagome sitting in the kitchen, eating Aranis' delicious French toast. He grabbed a plate, sat down and began to eat in silence.

"So, what are you to doing today?" Arani remarked.

"Nothing much, I'm just gonna show Kagome the neighborhood."

"I see."

"I can't wait!" Kagome quipped.

Inuyasha noted once again how like his mother Kagome was. Dressed in another one of his mother's outfits, a light pink and yellow dress, she looked like a younger version of her.

Why's he staring at me? He always does this, what's his problem? Maybe… No, he wouldn't want ME. I'm just a normal, poor city girl, but he's a rich, upper crust boy.

Why is she looking at me like that? Like I'm some sort of freak…

Inuyasha stood and cleared the table. He turned towards the door.

"You ready to go Kagome?"

"Uh…. Sure Inuyasha, I'm coming."

They left the house and headed for the grocery store. On the way there, Inuyasha expected to have to explain to Kagome why their neighbors were giving her cold stares. Outsiders were rarely welcomed to this area, and there could be problems. Inuyasha was shocked when the people leaving for work or getting the paper stopped and greeted her. In some cases, she was given a handshake, and one person said she'd come to Inuyashas' house later with a pecan pie. What Inuyasha didn't know was that Arani had told the neighbors about Kagome, her wonderful personality, and how she managed to bounce back from "extremely hard times" quite well. Therefore, the neighbors were welcoming Kagome with open arms. Inuyasha, however, got nothing more than the usual icy stares.

What the hell is going on here? It's not that I mind her being welcomed, but WHY! I've lived here for years, and I am STILL NOT WELCOME!

He looks upset… was it something I did?

It was the same wherever they went, and after showing her the park, grocery store, and every other point of interest in the area, he was frankly sick of it. There was one place left to show her. He was taking her to his secret spot.

I don't even know WHY I'm showing her. It's supposed to be my SECRET spot. But for some reason I feel compelled to do so.

They stepped into the clearing, and Inuyasha took a seat on one of the half-buried boulders off to one side. They made a good seat, not that Inuyasha cared. He was always sitting in his tree. They sat in silence, until Kagome spoke after five minutes.

"Thank you for showing me around."

"Whatever, its not big deal."

"Everyone is so nice here!"

Inuyasha flinched. He'd almost forgotten that, but she had reminded him, and the wound was open once more. He was still shunned, yet Kagome was welcomed with open arms. It just didn't make sense. Neither said anything, and Inuyasha finally stood up, and started out of the clearing. Suddenly, he stopped and spoke, but didn't turn to look at her.

"Dinner will be ready in about an hour, we should be heading back so we can rest."

"O-Okay…"

With that, Inuyasha strode out of the clearing, and left Kagome to hurry behind him. They went to their rooms when they arrived back, and Inuyasha slammed his so hard it could be heard through the whole house.

I still don't know what happened… I hope he doesn't stay mad at me…

Inuyasha flopped on his bed, mumbling to himself. This certainly wasn't right! Why did he feel this angry? He had always told himself they didn't matter, that he didn't care. If that was the case, why was he mad? He COULDN'T be jealous because he didn't need those people. He was so upset; he refused to go downstairs for dinner, again forcing Kagome to wonder what she had done. Instead of eating, he stared at his ceiling, fuming.

Inuyasha awoke to the sound of voices. Where was he? What had happened? Why were his arms so heavy? He slowly forced his eyes open.

"Inuyasha, you're awake!"

"H-Huh? What are you doing here grandma?"

"It's a long story dear."

"Why is it so long?"

"You've been away for a long time dear, and a lot happened."

"Where are mom and dad?"

"Look, now that you're awake, lets go home. I can explain everything when we arrive. Okay?"

"Sure, I guess."

Inuyasha slowly came around. Sunlight was streaming through his window onto his face, and its warmth was what woke him. He sat up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He felt a little better after the rest, but worse from the dream. He was the same as yesterday; angry, depresses, and irritable. That was to be expected though.

He showered, and combed out his long white hair. Just as he finished dressing, there was a knock at his door.

"Um…. Inuyasha? Can I talk to you?"

I don't know what I'm doing here, but I feel I need to make up with him.

I'm still not speaking to her. She can go hang out with all the neighbors.

"Inuyasha?"

Inuyasha remained silent. She was not going to get to speak with him. He wanted nothing more to do with her. After five minutes, she seemed to get the message and left. He slowly opened his door, and sure enough, she was gone. Inuyasha didn't go to breakfast or lunch either, he stayed in his room, playing guitar, sketching and playing video games. But by two o' clock, he was bored. He HAD to get out.

He snuck out of his bedroom and headed for his secret spot, his sketchbook tucked under his arm. HE climbed his tree and sat high up in the branches, so he could get the best view. From there, he began sketching the scenery, the city, and the lake. The only sounds were the usual forest sounds and the scratching of his pencil as he drew with skilled, practiced strokes. Without realizing it, a masterpiece bloomed from beneath his fingers, a portrait better than any photograph possible. The city was there, the place of his dreams, all forever locked away in his sketchbook. Inuyasha turned the page, and waited for inspiration. When none came, her began sketching, and let the picture form itself.

As I said… I am SO SORRY! And to make up for it, I will be posting two chapters within 24 hours, so that I can catch up. I'll be busy over spring break, but I will still be able to update. So, See ya soon!