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:
May 25th, 2006
May 26th, 2006

Remember that this is my second attempt at this chapter. If you don't remember what happened (because I deleted the Author's Note), then I shall tell you. My USB drive was lost, then found, and given to the school. Then someone took it. If you're wondering why this is important, it's because that drive had this chapter and the next chapter on there.

Everything else that was lost none of you care about. If you do care, then it's really important pictures (sob), music (eh, who cares?), and homework (because of that, I WASN'T ABLE TO TURN IN THE FUCKING PROJECT!)

So, this chapter is likely to be boring, and possibly short (I'll try to make it normal length). I'll do what I can to revive the first chapter, but it might be a failed attempt.

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The Games We Play
Entry Seventeen: Arizona

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Day Seventeen: Tuesday

I hate planes more than you can even imagine. I... Well, I was going to talk about planes, but I guess I have to go in order. Who knows what chaos will be caused if I don't. Wait-- I know what kind of chaos will be caused if I don't!

I swear, the height of this place is making me wonder if I left my brain somewhere on the ground. The higher we climb, the stupider I am... I'll explain later. I have to go in order, remember?

Okay... Where was I? Oh yeah! This morning! Stupid ADD issues... One of these days, I'll fix this problem…

This morning was fine. I was planning on sleeping in. Well, that wasn't the problem, actually. It was the fact that I slept in that created an issue. I woke up to my grandfather yelling and screaming that it was time to leave.

Naturally, I woke up assuming I was going to miss the plane entirely. I jumped out of bed and ran out the door. I was half way to my car when grandfather told me that I needed to come back. I shot him a look that asked why, and he smiled.

Grandfather smartly replied in his old, grandfatherly voice, that I wasn't quite able to leave yet. I stared at him as he continued by telling me that most people would stare if I went to an airport in pajamas.

As I walked inside, I glanced at the clock. The one that is a few hours off said it was time to go. Grandfather is too senile to realize that the clock is wrong and that it's not really eleven in the morning.

I walked into my room and signed onto my messenger. I began to stare at the closet, imagining what clothes I would wear. I wasn't quite in the mood to get up. As the messenger started up, I looked back at it. Of course, people would already be at school by now.

To my surprise, Sesshoumaru is online. I click on his username and press the button to send him a message. I saved it to my laptop earlier so I would be able to put it in at the appropriate time. Which, I believe, is now!

HolyDemon: What are you doing online right now?

Poisoned: I can ask you the same thing.

HolyDemon: I told you I'm not going to school today. I have to catch a plane during school hours.

Poisoned: I see.

HolyDemon: Now, why are you online?

Poisoned: Rin became ill from last night's meal. Some food borne illness. She is feeling too ill to attend her school, so I will not attend school until she feels better.

HolyDemon: I see.

Poisoned: What time does your plane leave?

HolyDemon: Eleven-ish.

Poisoned: Be sure to get there early so you do not miss the plane, Ms. Kagome.

HolyDemon: Will do!

HolyDemon: I'm going to finish getting ready. I almost left in my pajamas this morning…

Poisoned: That sounds interesting.

HolyDemon: I'm sure it would have been.

HolyDemon: Anyway, I am going to get ready for the rest of the day. I'll talk to you tonight, if I can get access to the internet.

Before he replied, I got off and began to dress myself. I wore nothing more than a green spaghetti-strap and blue jeans. If it was going to be hot, I would be prepared. Of course, you won't catch me in shorts, so I had to wear jeans.

I grabbed my suitcases and took them to the car. I turned to tell grandfather that I was leaving, but he wasn't there. How depressing. I'm going on my plane ride alone and unable to talk, but no one is here to say goodbye. I look up at the master bedroom to see my mother's window open. She's not looking out of it, which is a relief. If she was, I would have to spend more time reassuring her that I'm not running away for good.

I turned around and got in the car without another glance back.

Then, strange enough, a part of my mind seemed to think I was running away. I laughed as I started the car. Wouldn't that be easy? To just run away from your problems whenever they came up? I sometimes wish that I could do it, but I know I can't. Why? Well, where would I go? I don't have too many friends. I don't have any relatives...

I would just have me, myself, and I. It would be near impossible for me to run away and try to survive on my own. Even if I refuse to speak and even if I'm a cynic, I love being aroudn people. If I'm not around people, then I don't know what I would do. I think I would gradually turn insane.

I drove to the airport and parked nearly a mile away from the actual terminal. I caught a shuttle bus (more like it caught me) and rode there, my three suitcases in tow. Only two were for me. The third was mainly full of stuff Souta had left when he ran away. I thought he would enjoy having it back.

I The airport was so crowded, and the security was something else. In some places, it felt like all the security guards had sticks up their asses. In others, they weren't even paying attention. The stick-up-their-ass guards were at the gate where you have your bags scanned. Hell, they even scan your shoes. What the fuck are you going to put in your shoes!

I can imagine it now. Oooh! I put a METAL bracelet in my shoes! What're you gonna do, guardey! Oooh! There's something in my shoes other than my feet! Oh my gosh! Yeah...

The other guards would stare as someone stole another person's wallet. And what did they do? Stare. I'm sure they were thinking 'Wow. I think a security guard should go over and get the purse back. I can't do it, because I was told not to move from this section of the terminal, and he's crossing into the other section.'

Then we boarded the plane by section. That was a real pain the ass too. They had to check your ticket to make sure that you were really sitting where you claimed to be sitting. Gee, I think I'm going to claim to be sitting by the toilets. Sure!

And then the plane took off once they were sure they had the majority of the passengers on the plane. I hate taking off. When you accelerate a car, you are pushed abck. Well, planes go MUCH faster than cars. So, when the plane was going really fast before it wasn't touching the ground, I had made a hole in the chair.

Then the rising in the elevation was a pain in the ass too. You know why? This is what I was saying earlier. Your ears pop. So, naturally, you swallow or force yourself to yawn so they are no longer popped. Well! They just pop again! And after twenty minutes of them popping and you unpopping them, you tell youself that you will NOT pop them!

Then the drink lady comes by. She offers you a drink. To tell her, you have to swallow your mouth that is full of spit. And your ears fucking unpop! Oh my gosh, you cannot even imagine how annoying it is until you go and fly on a plane for yourself.

Then, when the drink lady came by, I wasn't able to tell her what I wanted. I tried using sign language, but she said she didn't understand. Thankfully, then gentleman sitting beside me translated to her what I wished to drink.

I told him thank you, and he said that it was no problem. Then, we talked for a bit. He said that he was a doctor (figures I get to sit by one, huh?) and that he could tell that there was nothing wrong with my throat. Something about the ball of my throat or whatever was doing fine. I just told him that I have a mental issue that prevents me from talking.

What? It's true.

So, that's where I'm at right now. I got bored and opened this up to type. But, I think I'm going to attempt sleep. I would love to be able to sleep and not feel this annoying popping and unpopping of the ears for the rest of the trip.


Okay, earlier I was typing on the plane. Now I'm on the ground. Just wanted to make that clear to anyone who might read this. Or, since I'm hoping no one does, I'm clarifying for Mr. Diary's sake.

When we started landing, we were all told to 'put our tray tables up, and put your seat in the upright position' several times. We landed, and I felt as though my stomach were just now colliding with the rest of my body. I reached forward to grab the barf bag that they give us (and oh-so-conveniently place in the seat before you). And I barfed.

The doctor beside me began to babble about what was wrong with me. I was silently asking him to just SHUT UP. When we were done landing, I got off the plane and threw the barf bag away where the flight attendants were waiting for things of the sort. As I walked out of the thing that connects the plane and the terminal, I just about kissed the ground. As soon as I was on stable ground, I dropped my bag (which had my laptop in it), and began to kiss the floor.

I stopped when I realized that the creepy feeling was the feeling that people were staring at me.

I stood up and gathered my bag (it's one of those where it crosses over your chest and hangs on one shoulder). I began to walk out, searching for my brother. Well, that was kinda stupid. I hadn't seen him in a little over a year. So, just as I was about to give up, someone called my name.

"Kagome!" A deep voice called. I spun around to face the direction it came from. I saw a man with black hair and brown eyes waving at me. He was about six feet (tall...) and smiling. Then I realized that the man waving at me was my brother. I smiled and walked over to him.

He spoke to me briefly, and I signed my comment on how deep his voice was. He chuckled and said that, apparently, his voice hadn't finished changing. He said that it gets deep during puberty (duh), but his just took a break and THEN got deeper. I grinned and he offered to carry by bag for me. I declined, just because I wasn't quite sure that this was my brother.

He took me to luggage claim and carried my bags out to his car. When I saw his car, I had no fear that this man wasn't my brother. THe car was the kind he had always talked about getting (I'm not able to name it; I just know what it looks like). He opened and closed my door for me (such a gentleman now).

As soon as he could look while he was driving, I signed to him that I got my miko powers back. He was surprised, but more surprised because he didn't know that I had ever lost them. He drove me to his house and then asked me to explain what happened to me. Well, he expected two different things have happened to me. The first would be the one that caused me to stop talking and left bruises on me. The second one was what I had done to make my miko powers leave me in the first place.

At the time, he was oblivious to the fact that it was one incident that caused both.

We got to his house after that, and I was very shocked. He has a SEVEN BEDROOM house and three or four cars. He said that he rents out some rooms, but most of them are guest rooms or offices for his roommates and him. He said that it was relaly cheap to buy houses, which is how he was able to afford the stuff. Then the cars were things he had begun to invest in...

So, we got home and I opened up my sixth diary entry. You know the one, Mr. Diary. The one that had all my horrid past in there and how Kimi died because of Andrew... Yeah, that's the diary entry.

Souta looked over it then came over to me. He said that he was really sorry about what had happened. He said that he wished he was able to stop it from happening, but he couldn't. Then he started getting really upset that he let his baby sister (me) get hurt by someone like Andrew. Not once, even. A total of three times.

I had to interrupt him and tell him that it happened not too long ago. It happened before I got my miko powers back. He smiled and said that he was glad I now had my original abilities to protect myself. Then he said that he would have to help me train. It would be easy to learn and all, but it drains your energy like you wouldn't imagine. So, he said that I would have to work on my stamina as good as I could. He wants me to be able to have full abilities by the time I go back home.

He drove me to the mall they had just built and he showed me around. He said that the weather has been really good recently. Then he made a comment that it was because I was coming to see him that the weather had been so good. That was really flattering to hear. But, of course, I told him that the weather had to be good for other reasons. It was going to be a sign that something good would happen. Hopefully, something good will happen to me...

I shouldn't be getting my hopes up, should I?

Well, we came home and Souta showed me a few basic powers that I can control. He said that after work tomorrow, he'll show me some more things. In the meantime, I have to drink a lot of this really weird drink. It is supposed to help lower the energy powers use and/or help you get more stamina for miko powers. So, now I have to drink that and only that.

He taught me how to make it, as well. I'll have to get more ingredients for him tomorrow, because I'm going to go through these ones really fast. When I get tired from using the powers, this is what I'm supposed to drink. It'll restore my energy. Otherwise, I would probably pass out or something.

Oh. I forgot to tell you about Souta's job of choice. It kinda scared me to learn it, but whatever... While we were walking through the mall, we talked about a lot (I just didn't put most of it in before). Souta said that he's taking classes in psycology so he'll be able to understand and help me out when I need it. That kinda scared me for a moment...

Souta asked who my friends were, and I told him Sango and Miroku were my friends. I told him that Inuyasha was being an ass, and that I was kinda mad at him right now. He laughed and said that it sounded just like Inuyasha to screw up big time. He then said that Inuyasha would probably realize it after everyone hates him, and apologize. Some things don't change...

I told him about Sesshoumaru; the demon who hates humans and women. I told Souta about his human daughter, Rin, whom he had adopted. He seemed amused, but he wouldn't tell me why. I told him that Sesshoumaru hung out a little with me. I also mentioned that I adopted a dog named Kimbo.

Souta asked who would care for Kimbo and Buyo. I said that grandfather will. Of course, Kimbo can only go out and run in the backyard, but at least he won't relieve himself in the house.

We had talked a lot, I don't know how I could have forgotten about the rest of the conversation. So, back on track now...

After we did some training, I was ready to take a long rest. Souta made me the stuff that tastes funny. I have yet to define the taste exactly. Now I'm signing online so he can kinda get a look at my friends... I just hope he dosen't ask them questions.

DamnHand is Miroku. SpiderBack is Sango. HumanPuppy is Inuyasha. Poisoned is Sesshoumaru. DropDeadGeorgous is Kikyou (let's hope we don't speak to her). HolyDemon is me. TouchandDie is Souta. I asked him about his username, and he said it referred to me. Wow. He might be a bit too protective of me...

TouchandDie has joined the conference.

SpiderBack has joined the conference.

Poisoned has joined the conference.

DamnHand has joined the conference.

HumanPuppy has joined the conference.

HolyDemon: Is everyone here?

DamnHand: Appears so.

HumanPuppy: Who is 'TouchandDie'?

HolyDemon: That's my brother... He said that he wanted to speak with you guys... But, he just left the room to watch TV. Guess he has nothing to say.

Poisoned: Strange.

HolyDemon: He's a strange brother.

SpiderBack: So, Kagome... How is Arizona?

DamnHand:Is it nearly as hot as every says?

HolyDemon: Yes and no. I guess it can be hot, but Souta says that the weather has been really nice recently.

HolyDemon: Hey... Why isn't kick-the-hoe here? Inuyasha usually invites her...

HumanPuppy: The whore isn't here.

DamnHand: Wow, Inuyasha. I'm surprised that you are using such a complex word for someone other than Kagome.

HumanPuppy: Just leave me alone. I'm in a bad enough mood as it is. I don't need you guys to pick on me.

HolyDemon: As much as I wish I didn't care because of what you did, I do care. I'm worried about you, Inuyasha. Let me know what happened.

SpiderBack:Well, I'm guessing it has something to do with kick-the-hoe...

HumanPuppy: She's a fucking whore.

Poisoned: It seems the incident has caused you to do a complete 180 on her.

HumanPuppy: No shit, sherlock!

HolyDemon: Inuyasha. Calm down, please... Just let us know what happened so we'll stop bagging on you and her.

DamnHand: Hang on, Inuyasha is escaping from the computer... I must go get him.

SpiderBack: Why is it that almost every time we talk to them, Inuyasha is at Miroku's house?

Poisoned: Actually, they are both here.

HolyDemon: Oh, how I pity you, Lord of Ice.

Poisoned: That's not funny.

SpiderBack: Ha ha ha ha ha...

HolyDemon: I can imagine your glare of death right now... Honestly, it's not so intimidating.

Poisoned: Why do you insist on instigating fights with me?

HolyDemon: Because, no matter what I say, I know you'll have the same look on your face.

HumanPuppy has left the conference.

DamnHand: Well, I can't get Inuyasha to come back. He bit me when I tried.

SpiderBack: He reminds me of a real dog sometimes.

Poisoned: So it would seem.

DamnHand: Sesshoumaru, he said that you knew about what happened. Will you tell us?

Poisoned: He found kinky-whore riding Naraku.

Poisoned:Sorry to say it that way, Ms. Kagome.

HolyDemon: I think I'm going to vomit.

DamnHand: He just NOW realizes that she's sleeping with Naraku?

SpiderBack:Remember, Miroku. Inuyasha was pretty naive to the fact that people have the ability to cheat on someone. Even if it's just a girlfriend, he can't cheat on her. He's a dog demon, and they mate for life. So, the thought of someone else not going by those very standards is pretty mind-numbing. And, obviously, he hadn't considered the option before. So, he got a crash course and it hurt him.

DamnHand: My fair Sango, where did you learn all this?

SpiderBack:Stop trying to flirt. I learned it from my father. We have to know almost everything about demons if we expect to terminate them. That's the family business. The only thing that we can't possibly know is demon tongue.

HolyDemon: Funny. That's the only thing I DO know.

DamnHand: From your miko powers, I assume.

HolyDemon: Yeah. I haven't had them in a while, because of... things... But now I have them again!

Poisoned: Seems the fairies have decided to grant you some kindness.

HolyDemon: Huh?

SpiderBack: Oh! I read about this!

DamnHand:Someone explain for us normal folk.

Poisoned: Ms. Sango, you may do it.

SpiderBack: Okay!

SpiderBack: Well, with miko powers, people are held to higher standards. They can't have sex before marriage, they can't drink, do drugs, cut... They can't do anything that would ruin the purity of their bodies. If they do, the fairies are supposed to take their powers away.

SpiderBack: But, on rare instances, powers are given back. This is said to be because the fairies realize that whatever happened was out of the person's control. So, the powers are given back. But this often takes a while because it is said that the fairies are arguing over whether or not they should be given back and what will happen if they are...

HolyDemon:Wow. Where do you learn all this stuff, Sango?

SpiderBack: From my father!

DamnHand: Damn...

HolyDemon: Hey, guys. I'm gonna go. I will talk to you guys later, okay?

Poisoned: Alright. Have a nice night, Ms. Kagome.

SpiderBack: Yeah, do what the stoic, stiff-necked demon said.

DamnHand: Goodnight, Kagome.

Whew. That was awfully long.I don't know if I've ever had such a long conversation with them before. Without asking what Souta has to say about them, I'm going to get into bed. Oh, but first, I have to tell him about my two talking incidents. Perhaps that will make him happy to hear.

Goodnight, Mr. Diary...

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No, this isn't right at all. These feelings are all false. There is no way things can possibly be going right after always going wrong… Things can't go right after going wrong for so long… I can't give into these feelings, no matter how right they feel…

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Wow. Honestly, that was better than the first time around. I had a lot more stuff in here than I had originally... Okay, I have a poll for you guys. Please respond to it.

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