Summary: Kagome moved from Japan to America when she was in seventh grade. She stopped talking in eighth grade, and no one knows why. Now, in eleventh grade, Kagome will undergo a series of events that will dramatically change her...Kagome's POV.

Rated M. Why? Because my mind has many bad things in it and I don't know what I might use...

Dates Written:
April 13th, 2006
April 24th, 2006

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The Games We Play
Entry Seven: Self-Defense

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Day Seven: Saturday

On day seven, God saw everything and said that it was good. On day eight, everything turned shitty and all that. But hey, day seven was good!

I spent all day going through a lesson with Inuyasha. He sent me a text message last night. I didn't even know that he had my cell phone number. Anyway.

He said that he really wanted to teach me self defense. I told him that I didn't want to do anything today, and he kept text messaging me until I agreed. Talk about persistence, huh?

So, this morning, we met at Starbucks. He insisted that I would need the caffeine boost. I just stared at him as he got me the most caffeine-loaded drink that they offered. He gave it to me as soon as it was done, then he took me outside.

He told me that he would be driving. It would save the chance of me getting lost. And, if I got lost, I couldn't exactly call him to tell him. Hmm. Perhaps he is smarter than he leads people to think.

So, Inuyasha opened the door for me, trying to be the gentleman. I guess I kind of blushed, though. Even if I am a cynic towards guys for doing what they've done to me, I guess I have a hard time hating Inuyasha. Hey, even Miroku is hard to hate (even though he is a pervert).

I guess that has partly to do with the genetic code of being a woman. No matter how much we hate men, we manage to find one to like, and they are the exception… Well, lesbians might be the only ones who don't have that problem.

I think I'll turn lesbian just to be able to hate men entirely. Nah. I couldn't imagine trying to love a girl in that way…

Back to what happened with Inuyasha. He drove me to his house, which I was petrified of going to. He kept telling me to calm down, that everything would be fine. I shot him a glare, and he stopped trying to comfort me. In fact, the lack of comfort was more comforting than him attempting to make me feel at home.

So, he introduced me to his mother. She started asking a million questions, and Inuyasha had to cover his ears. I watched her in astonishment. Then she got quiet and waited for me to talk. She gave me this stare. It was intimidating. I actually backed up and stood behind Inuyasha.

Then Inuyasha remembered my lack of speech. He filled in, saying that I couldn't talk due to some cancer that destroyed my vocal cords. Wow. For a lie, he did very well. He didn't say it was just some temporary thing. He just said, flatly, that I would never talk again.

Did I mention how much of a gentleman Inuyasha can be? Even if I don't want to like him, I have the weakness of thinking he's kind. Fuck. I need to start hating him.

But, it was so hard to hate him when he was doing things for me. He got a few drinks and brought them to a large room…

Whoops. Forgot to tell you about his house. I swear I have ADD sometimes. His house is HUGE. The thing is like two or three mansions combined. I stared at it with a wide-jaw. Then Inuyasha leaned over and closed my mouth for me. I blushed, again.

Don't let me forget. I have to tell you how many times I blushed. I actually kept count (it happened that many times).

Inuyasha's mega-mansion (what I have officially named it), was really cozy, despite it's bulky size. I was really surprised that his mother (I assume she does the decorating) was able to make it so warm. It was a house that you could walk into and never want to leave. It didn't feel at all like they were just buying large homes to show off fortune.

So, back to what I was previously saying. See, like I said, the ADD rests in my mind. Whoops. Almost forgot that I was going to talk about the lessons. My mistake.

So, Inuyasha took me into this really large room. It looked like a place where you would have a Pokemon gym battle. Yes, I'm sorry to say that I have seen that show before. It was cool at the time, but the show never ended! That got annoying, and I stopped watching it.

Back to talking about the lessons. So sorry. I have such issues. Inuyasha took off his shirt when we got in there. I blushed AGAIN. Sometimes I think that my face should just be dyed red. I blush so damn much…

So, Inuyasha took off his shirt and took off his shirt. He rested it on the bleachers that were there. Why they have bleachers in the sparring room (he told me that's what it was), I am clueless. I just have to wonder what in the world his family can be thinking.

Inuyasha gave me some stuff, saying that I was to wear it. At first, I was confused. Then he said that I would have to get dressed in that room, and that he would turn his back to not see anything. There was, according to him, something rotting in the bathrooms. I didn't ask because I didn't want to know and because I couldn't.

So, with great uneasiness, I began to pull my clothes off. I was so frightened that he would turn around and see me like this. I had worn a sports bra, which… How shall I say this? My boobs were very squished, and I knew that it wouldn't be a good idea to show a guy that.

Hey, after being raped three times (oh, what fun that was!), I decided not to indicate to anyone that I have a body. I just act as if I'm fat. I wear baggy sweaters (when I can), oversized uniforms, things of the sort. So, as far as the rest of the world is concerned, I haven't even started forming breasts.

Fuck, there's the ADD again. Back on subject (I'll try to work on the ADD thing, I swear!). So, I was wearing a sports bra that was just a little too small (If you wonder why I wear it, it's because it hides my breasts better). I pulled off my shirt slowly, cringing at the thought of the guy I like seeing me like this. I quickly pulled on the shirt he asked me to wear then sighed.

I looked down and realized that it was like a karate shirt. It looked like a robe-shirt-thing, but it wasn't. It was sewn shut. There was a slight v-neck, which scared me. It showed a bit of cleavage (of course, I notice this because I never show any), and that made me nervous.

I slowly pulled down my pants, gritting my teeth with fear. Once they were off, I quickly pulled on the white clothes that Inuyasha had given me. I put my normal clothes down next to his shirt and made a pathetic cough.

Inuyasha turned around, and I could tell that he was shocked. Without my oversized clothes, he could see my body much easier. I winced under his hard stare, but he eventually got the idea that I wanted him to stop staring.

Inuyasha came over to me and held my fist in his hands. I stared at him for a while, then he released my hand. He said that it was the proper way to ball up your fist for maximum efficiency and pain. I didn't quite get it, but I nodded my head anyway.

Inuyasha balled his fist up in the same manner. I noticed how he did it carefully. With his demon claws, I could imagine how hard it would be to hold his hand in the position without cutting his hand up.

Inuyasha slowly thrust his fist in front of him. He asked me to copy, and I tried. But, something wasn't quite right, and he began to correct me. He showed me that, when you punch with a fist, you have to let the opposite leg be in front. I did as he told me, and it seemed to make punching easier.

Inuyasha then showed me that I need to swing my hips. I stared at him, hoping my thoughts were visible. They were something along the lines of what the hell did you just ask me to do?

Times like that, it's a good thing I can't talk.

So, Inuyasha got me to learn to punch. Then he showed me how to punch with one hand, then the other without moving my feet. I didn't get it at first, but he was able to help me get that much.

Needless to say, I was happy. He was helping teach me something that I needed to know. Of course, I didn't have the money to take up classes on it. I never have money… crap! The ADD again! Sorry!

So, Inuyasha had gotten me to punch. Then he stood in front of me and asked me to try punching him. I hesitated. He tried to get me to punch by telling me that he was part demon, so I couldn't hurt him too much.

Then he asked me to imagine that he was someone I absolutely hated. I stared at him hard, and slowly his face turned into Andrew's face. Tears began to sting my eyes as I froze. I couldn't move my body anymore.

After who-knows how long of standing there, Andrew (It was really Inuyasha, though) made a move to help me. I felt the fear rushing through my body, and I tried to reason myself. It was Inuyasha. But, no matter what I tried to tell myself, my brain only saw Andrew reaching towards me.

I screamed loudly and my knees buckled. I sat on the floor, sobbing, and hiding my face. Inuyasha leaned down, and I realized what happened. I had just showed fear in front of him. Now he would know that the person I hated most was someone I was deathly afraid of.

Inuyasha slowly offered his hand to help me up. I stood up on my own, though. Tears were still running out of my eyes as Inuyasha walked over to the bench. He brought back a tissue from some first-aid kit in the room and handed it to me. I wiped my eyes and sniffed.

As soon as I regained my composure, Inuyasha apologized. Then he said to imagine that he was Miroku grabbing my ass for the ninth time that day. I nodded my head and pictured the scenario. Then I punched him.

Inuyasha coughed and stumbled back. He looked up at me with a smile, though. That was a relief. I remember thinking that I had seriously hurt him or something along those lines.

"That was really good, Kagome. I'm surprised that you can hit that hard." He said. I stared at him harshly for a while, trying to tell him that he shouldn't just write me off as a weakling. I'm not really sure if he got it or not, though.

"Now, I'm going to show you some actual self-defense moves…" He had told me. He got behind me and put my hands at the side of me. He put his arms around my waist, which strapped my arms to my side.

He told me to act as if he was trying to kidnap me. I didn't have to imagine at all. The only thing my brain had to do was erase Inuyasha's voice. It soon morphed into Andrew's, and I felt my anger flare.

Inuyasha told me what to do. So, I thrust my elbow back, into his gut. He coughed, but I knew that he didn't want me to hesitate. Once his hands moved from my waist to my shoulders, I grasped his hands. I bent my knees and, very quickly, threw him over my head.

I heard a heavy and dull thud as Inuyasha's back hit the ground. Inuyasha smiled up at me then tried regaining his breath. He told me that I had done very well, especially for doing that a first time.

Then his brother came in, and they began to bicker. I sat down on the bleachers and watched. Perhaps that was why they were there. To entertain everyone who was watching these two fight.

Inuyasha soon got into a fighting stance. His older brother, I think his name is Sesho-something, came over to where I was sitting. He took off his shirt and set it down on the bleachers. He winked at me, then returned to the center of the arena.

Inuyasha and Sesh-dude began to fight. They threw punches with speed only a demon could have. Then, after they were both tired of using fists, they went to get some swords.

Of course, this made me worry. Sesh-dude looked at me with a warm smile on his lips. He told me not to worry, because they never did draw enough blood for anyone to worry. Then he said that he was all demon. Inuyasha would be treated as if he were the same.

The two brothers charged strait at each other. Sesh-dude nearly appeared in front of Inuyasha. I guess he was that fast. Inuyasha was a little easier to track, but not much easier.

The two brothers spent two hours fighting before Sesh-dude was called to speak with his father. I watched him leave, then I looked at Inuyasha. He was putting the sword away.

When he turned around to face me, I could feel my entire body beginning to heat up. I never knew that your body could blush. Well, now I know.

He had sweat on his upper body. Normally, I think it's nasty. But, remember that this is the guy that I kinda like. His hair was tied back with a piece of his pants. He came over to me and asked for water.

Very slowly and nervously, I handed him the bottle of water. He took it, thanked me, then began to drink it. I watched him and soon forced myself to look away.

I still scold myself for thinking that he was hot. I am not allowed to love men. Not anymore. Before, love was such a wonderful idea. But, now, I get mad at myself for even giving a man the time of day. They're all horrible and concerned with physical pleasures of themselves and themselves alone.

Inuyasha took me inside and began to call for his mother. She wasn't around, so it seemed, and he began to cook some food. He gave me some pasta (something like Fettechini Alfraydo… Don't ask me to spell it) and we began eating.

To my surprise, it was very good. Especially for being cooked by a guy. I have never known men to cook at all. Even if they did cook, I would expect it to taste like crap. But, this was quite good.

Afterwards, Inuyasha drove me back to Starbucks and told me that he was glad to have me over. Then he handed me a piece of paper. I looked at it, then at him. It was blank.

"Tell me why you screamed." Was all he wanted to know. So, I took a pen from his hand then began to write my answer. I gave it to him then got in my car and drove off.

I simply wrote that it wasn't for him to know. But all that he did need to know was that the man was scary. I wrote that I would fear the person I most-hated.

Oh. I forgot to say this. Somewhere in the middle of the story (I didn't want to interrupt myself and have an ADD attack), I started talking to Sango, Miroku, and Inuyasha online. I'll paste the conversation here.

Don't forget, DamnHand is Miroku, HumanPuppy is Inuyasha, SpiderBack is Sango, and I am HolyDemon.

HumanPuppy:I'm surprised you're still awake, Kagome. I thought that you would be tired after all that.

SpiderBack: All what? What were you two doing?

DamnHand:I can venture a guess…

HumanPuppy: Miroku! Shut up! No one wants to hear your guess!

Spiderback: So, what did happen?

HolyDemon: I went over to Inuyasha's house and he taught me how to punch and throw someone over my back…

SpiderBack: And no one elected to tell me this WHY? Kagome, why didn't you tell me?

HolyDemon: Well, I didn't plan on it happening until after I talked to you guys last night. Inuyasha started text messaging me to come over, and he wouldn't let me sleep until I agreed… Who gave him my cell phone number?

SpiderBack:I'm unsure… I'm guessing that it was Miroku's doing.

DamnHand:How would I get Kagome's phone number, my dear Sango?

HolyDemon:You said DEAR Sango, which means you're trying to fake your innocence.

SpiderBack: Are you stalking Kagome?

SpiderBack: Wait… YOU STOLE MY ADDRESS BOOK, DIDN'T YOU!

DamnHand: Sorry. I'll give it back to you, Sango!

HumanPuppy: He told me that Kagome gave it to him…

HolyDemon: Wait. How do any of you have my phone number? I don't even use my phone!

SpiderBack: I looked on your profile and it was there. So, I copied it down.

HolyDemon: Oh.

SpiderBack: Hey, Kagome, what about that email that you promised me?

HolyDemon: Uhmm… Can we not talk about it when Inuyasha and Miroku are able to guess what we're saying?

SpiderBack: Oh, right… I forgot about that.

DamnHand: I'm not reading what you're saying.

HolyDemon:Liar… Well, I have to get off. I'm gonna take a shower then go to sleep. I'll talk to you guys on Monday, alright?

HumanPuppy: Talk? You mean you plan on speaking again?

HolyDemon: It's a phrase, Inu.

SpiderBack: Inu? I'm surprised that you're nicknaming him…

DamnHand: I'm surprised that he's not yelling at you for giving him names… That's so… un-Inuyasha-like.

HolyDemon:I'm leaving!

HumanPuppy: Wait! You have to tell me the name of who you imagined today!

SpiderBack:

DamnHand: I'm not even thinking anything perverted.

SpiderBack:Liar.

HolyDemon: Fine. Andrew.

I groan and close the window. I sign out of messenger and slam my head against my desk. I know that Inuyasha will, without thinking, tell them what happened. Then Sango will put two and two together and realize what happened to me.

No, wait. She already knows what happened to me in the past. Now she will probably know who did it.

Today's entry is sort of long. I'm sorry for that. But, I'm going to insert my email to Sango in here. I'm mainly doing this so I can make sure that I don't mis-spell anything in the email. And, because it's in here, why not leave it in here?

Here it is.

Sango,
I'm really sorry that I forgot to send this email. But, I'll take any chance I can with trying to avoid mentioning the subject.
I was… Well, you know what happened. His name was Andrew, as I'm sure you learned from Inuyasha. He had a gang, and the event happened three times… It was painful each time.
He ended up being the cause of my best friend's death. He smashed her head against a bed post. By the time we got her to the hospital, the damage was really bad. She died four months after that.
And I'm not telling you anymore. So BLAH! I will SEE you on Monday (since Inuyasha so clearly pointed out that I can't say talk to you… Phht.)

- Kagome

I click 'send' on the email and watch the page load. As the page loads, I feel the weight of the email hitting me. I just sent more of my unpleasant past to Sango. If I keep telling people my secrets, then everyone will know by next week.

I better start shutting up as of NOW.

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The pain is worse than you think. People often misunderstand the pain that comes with being trashed. Not just once, but three times. People often fail to realize that there are emotions behind the humiliating actions…

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My mother just called me a cow. Gee, don't I feel special. That is a real self-esteem boost, isn't it? (that was sarcasm, if you didn't notice).

(4-26) Okay, if it takes me forever to review, please forgive me. My alerts aren't getting to me, and I have to manually come to see how many reviews the story has. I will try to keep up with the chapters, but still, it means that the counter I was keeping is messed up. I was counting reviews by putting all the review alerts for this story in a folder (my email), and now that system is messed up.

(4-27) This is good. This morning about five of the review alerts came in. I'm still three reviews behind. It seems that the review alerts are taking longer to get to me. A lot longer. About three or four days long (before they were lightning fast). So, I'll keep up the method of manually checking the reviews until I think the problem has been solved.

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