She sighed before laying her head on the table. Yawing widely, she closed her eyes for a moment. Tuning out the sounds of the world around her, she slipped gently to sleep. It had been a long month for the occupants at the table. Finals were killer. The sleeping girl had been running on coffee, three hours of sleep, and energy shots for the last couple of days. The dark circles under her eyes should have proved that notion.
"Oi Kagome!," a male voice sounded, disturbing the other in the library.
"Quite!" a female hissed from across the sleeping girl.
"Sango why is she asleep?" the male asked, dumping himself in a seat next to a sleeping Kagome.
"She tired, duh. Leave her be," Sango snapped at him. She disliked the wolf yōkai, no not disliked, she hated him. Her chocolate eyes narrowed as he touched Kagome's hair. Kami help him if he woke Kagome up, there would be hell to pay.
"She's late for lunch with me," he said, almost trying to validate his attempt to waking Kagome up.
"Kōga I will kill you if you wake her up. She is dead on her feet, some of us have to study instead of daddy buying our grades," Sango hissed at him, her eyes dancing.
"I don't like you bitch," Kōga snapped his jaws at her.
"The feeling is mutual. Trust me asshole. Now leave her alone. You already pissed her off once today," Sango said, her fingers death gripping a pen.
"Both of you," Kagome mumbled sleepily.
"Kags-" Kōga was cut off by the awoken girl.
"Just stop okay. I don't have time for the fighting. I'll see you later," she said rubbing her sleepy eyes.
He growled at Sango and huffed before leaving the pair of them in the library. Sango watched as Kagome opened another text book and yawned.
"I didn't mean to wake you," She said guiltily.
"I know. I don't know what has gotten into him this past couple of weeks. He just being an absolute dick. This morning, he yelled at me because Jinji asked me about a final. Like honestly, the poor kid. Kōga basically threatened to beat him within an inch of his life," Kagome grumbled, her fingers running along the first line of her book.
"Kagome… I don't think he treats you very well,' Sango said, as if stepping on egg shells.
Kagome stopped reading, her whole hand now laying on the brailed page. Sango was right, she knew she was. The past month had seen a major decline in her and Kōga relationship. At first he was nice, maybe a little too possessive. But he was a wolf yōkai, that is their nature. She had let it go, but recently it has gotten worse. Almost to the point of borderline controlling. He demanded to drive her to class every day, saying that her normal cab driver Tatchi was hitting on her. Then it was he would pick fights about her spending too much time with Sango. As if the girls were going out drinking, yeah right. They spend most of their days in the library, helping each other pass their classes.
"You're right," Kagome conceded. Yawning again, she shook her head. When was the last night she got a decent night's rest?
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't but in," Sango said apologetically.
"No, I would do the same thing if I were in your shoes. I just… I don't know what to do. I have a feeling when I speak to him about it he'll deny it out right and get angry. I break up with him, the same result happens," Kagome said, leaning back in her chair.
"I am going to go home and take a nap, I can't study anymore today," Kagome said yawing again.
She gathered her books and packed up. Taking her walking stick Kagome, tapped the carpeted floor of the library. It was just one of many adjustments she had to make when she lost her eyesight. Taking out her phone she pressed the home button, the voice activated program asked for a command. A few students looked up, but went back to their studies. While it was a big campus, those who frequented the library often knew of Kagome's lack of sight. Kagome called a cab from the disability service company. The sweet voice on the other end, told her Tatchi was already waiting for her.
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Finals were over, finally. It had been two weeks since the incident in the library with Sango and Kōga Kagome had made a point to Kōga. Stop this ridiculous possessiveness or they were finished. She was tired of the arguing and having to apologize for him being an ass The conversation did not go over very well. Kagome had not seen Kōga in a couple of days. They had barely spoken over the phone. She shook her head as she felt around her bathroom vanity. Finding the hairspray, she set her curls and nodded at herself in the mirror. Sango, Miroku, and a few friends were going to a club, which meant Kagome was being dragged along. It wasn't that she did not like clubs, but knowing that it would be crowded and she would most likely bump into people made her anxious. Many people were nice when they saw she was blind. But others sometimes dropped a nasty remark. Heading out of her bedroom, Kagome grabbed her purse and followed Roku out the door.
The small group of friends were celebrating the end of finals. They were also celebrating the fact that Kagome had made the second round cut for an internship at Tashio Inc. The phone interview went well, Kagome was able to speak with Kagura, who had supervised Miroku at one point. Kagome and her got along, it made her feel good about the phone call. "Ma'am, I'm sorry but you can't have a stick" the bouncer said as the group was entering. This had caused a small scene with the group, but Kagome waved and allowed the bouncer to keep her walking stick.
"It's okay, part of the attacks, right?" she asked the bouncer. He nodded, but then verbally answered.
"I am sorry ma'am. Last week, the club Two had a brawl that put two people in the hospital. All clubs are beefing up," The male said.
"Well stay safe," Kagome said with a smile, before Sango took her hand.
"That is so dumb," Sango half shouted over the music.
"It's his job. I can understand though, those two people I heard were still in the ICU at Tokyo General. One was a Neko," Kagome replied as Sango guided her through a crowd of people.
It seemed everyone was on alert with the last attacks, Roku has read her the news last weekend. One Neko yōkai and a human had been seriously hurt. The story said that the pair had been a couple and as they were leaving a group attacked them. Since then Miroku made her promise to always have a cab waiting for her. No walking by herself. She had agreed and told him to do the same. It had not been that long ago that a Monk had been attacked in the street. No one was safe from these attacks. The only thing police said, was that it was motivated by the hatred of the Coalition of Peace Treaty.
Sango lightly squeezed Kagome's hand in reassurance, as the pair made their way over to the bar. The hair on Kagome's neck stood up. She whirled around, her head moving from side to side, trying to pin point the aura.
"Kagome?" Sango shouted over the loud music.
Kagome was panicked, that aura, it was overwhelming. Death, anger, revenge, she fought the urge to vomit. Sango took her both her hands, worried about the expression on Kagome's face. Suddenly the aura gone, Kagome's eyebrow knitted in confusion.
"Are you-" Sango's voice stopped. Kagome looked scared, Sango grew nervous. They had been come instant friends during their time in college and of course not long after Kagome introduced Sango to Miroku the pair began to date. Sango learned early on in her friendship with Kagome was if she sensed something or was nervous about something there was a reason. Sango had joked that Kagome could see in the future. The joking stopped the day that Miroku was in a car accident. Kagome had a weird feeling and begged Sango to skip class and drive her home. They arrived to police at Kagome and Miroku's apartment door.
"There was an aura," Kagome said, her voice carrying as the song in the club changed.
"Bad or good?" Sango asked, suddenly her own body and senses being hyperaware.
"Bad, it… it wants blood for revenge," Kagome said, her head turning towards Sango.
It left Kagome with a lingering feeling of uneasiness. As she sat sipping a drink on a couch, she tried to even her breath out. Something was wrong, very wrong. She heard Kōga before Sango did, her body tensed.
"Ka-go-me" Kōga slurred out, as he wrapped an arm about her waist. His breath permeated with the smell of liquor, Kagome scrunched her nose up, the smell making her stomach roll.
"Hi, Kōga," Kagome said, moving her head back from his face.
Sango glared at him as Kōga moved closer to Kagome. Miroku approached the couch table group with look of disgust on his face.
"Kōga," Miroku greeted him, sitting next to Sango and handing the girls their drinks.
"Ah the supposed big brother!" Kōga sneered, his speech slurred. Kagome mentally sighed, this was not going to end well.
"Kōga, please leave," Kagome shouted, as the music picked up in volume.
"What? What is your problem?!" the wolf yōkai snapped, his anger spreading to his face.
"I think she said to leave," Miroku said, his eyes steeling at Kōga. He never did like Kōga, not because of what he was but rather who he was. There was no excuse to be an absolute ass to your girlfriend. A growl escaped Kōga, Kagome's hair stood up on end.
"Oi flee brain!" A gruff voice called out, causing Kōga to snap his jaw in annoyance.
Kagome's eyes locked on to the new individual. He was a force to be reckoned with. Though she sensed he was only half yōkai, his aura oozed power. A clash of red and gold danced in her head as she studied the newcomer.
"What do you want dog breath?" Kōga said, slightly slurring his words.
" She asked you to leave," the male said.
Miroku was quite during the exchange, he knew better to get on Inuyasha Tashio's bad side. He watched as Inuyasha's dog ears flicked to and fro, it always amazed Miroku how yōkai aged so slow. Inuyasha was at least 500 years old and he looked about to be the same age as himself. Inuyasha stood a few inches taller then Kōga, but his power level far surprised the pair of males snarled and snapped their jaws as if speaking an ancient language. Inuyasha's amber eyes bled with a red hue as the snapping and snarling became even more aggressive.
Kagome knitted her brows, the pulse of nauseating aura was back. She tried to stand up, but her legs collapsed under the pressure. This drew attention from the snarling males and the group of friends.
"Kagome?!" Miroku exclaimed as he reached out for her.
"That aura it's back. I need to leave, I'm going to be sick," Kagome hissed, her hand clutching her chest. She was all but panting, sweat beading on her forehead. Sango and Miroku sprang into action.
The groups moved through the club back out onto the street. The cool air made Kagome shiver, but she did not notice. She was gulping air in as if she was starved for it. Her stomach revolted, she began to dry heave outside the club.
"Miroku!" Inuyasha called out behind them. As the monk turned his head, Inuyasha froze. Hairs stood up, the sweeping feeling of dread engulfed him. Inuyasha's claws extended out on instinct, the raging beast instead of him fought against the chains that held it.
"Get her out of her!" Inuyasha growled before leaping towards the aura he felt.
"Who was that?" Sango asked, as Miroku helped the girl into his car before peeling away from the club.
"Inuyasha Tashio, we work together. Though I have never seen him react that way before," Miroku said, his mind working overtime.
"R-Roku you felt it?" Kagome said, still fighting the effects the unknown aura had on her.
"Yes, but I am not sick," he said, his hands tightening on the steering wheel. His eyes flickered to the back seat. Kagome's head was in Sango's lap, Sango was holding a cold water bottle to her neck, trying to ease the sickening feeling.
"I don't like this," Sango said, her words settling in the car. The trio did not say another word for the rest of the drive, each lost in their own thoughts.