5
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Recap:
Little did they know that their antics weren't unnoticed. Watching from the window, in the safety of a high tree, a man was glaring at them. The stalker watched with hungry eyes as Kagome walked around the house. He licked his lips in sick anticipation, watching her with those hungry red eyes.
It was a real pity that school was about to go out on break; he would miss seeing her almost lifeless body prancing down the hallway next to that nauseating excuse of a demon. The stalker had watched her enough for the moment and jumped out of the branches, running in another direction.
Broken Wings
Chapter 5
Saturday News
Kagome had gone back to her own house that Saturday morning. Her mom had left another note;
'Sorry Kagome,
I am going to Kyoto to visit a relative. I'll be gone for about two weeks. I trust you don't need a babysitter (Kagome rolled her eyes at this) and I couldn't afford to bring another person along. I know you'll understand.
I love you dear, kiss kiss'
Kagome sighed heavily.
She went to the bathroom after reading this. She had been waiting all night to cut but her efforts had been futile with InuYasha stopping her and everything. All that built-up depression from last night's dreary conversation still hung to her, making her hunger for that painful relief.
Kagome heard InuYasha say that she was anorexic. She didn't mean to stop eating…it just sort of happened. Her mind was always on Hojo these days; even around InuYasha, her ex still rang freshly in her mind, reminding her of that painful loss.
Touching the silver handle of the bathroom, it gave her shivers from the chill of the brass knob. She stepped in and started looking through the lower cabinets for her mother's sharp army knife that was kept there for medical emergences; though it had never been used.
Kagome was disappointed that InuYasha had confiscated her army knife (among some other sharpened choice items from her). Her mind gave a side note; she would tell him about her mom's two-week absence…after she finished her business in the bathroom, that is.
Finally she found her mother's knife. The sheath was a brilliant lavender with little white flowers adorning it, giving it a very feminine and harmless demure. Kagome's nose cringed at the sight of the cruel blade once it left its home from the flowery sheath. The blade was crystal clean and the edge was fine enough to slice through a strand of hair.
Pressing the chilling blade to her arm, being careful to avoid the previous cuts, she glided it down her frail skin. It made a thin, and gentle, clean cut that drew a single line of blood. Kagome sighed out in sick relief, relishing in the feeling and exuberance of the slice. The blade was indeed cold, but her blood was warming as it easily seeped out.
The rush started to run over her body and she breathed highly with repulsive delight. She glanced down with her lifeless eyes to see the tiny crimson droplets emerge from the severed lines of flesh. After a few more gentled skims down her arm to satisfy herself, she lazily viewed the drops splattering to the tiled floor.
After glancing at the tiny splatters, then back to her arm, she felt more relief. She loved the way she had control over making her own cuts bleed; it was a chilling, delightful feeling of victory that this ritual gave off.
Her tiny smile had quickly changed to a disapproving frown at her thoughts of this so-called 'victory'. The more Kagome thought of it, the more she questioned her control over this situation…was it really her in control now?
Her frown went even lower, if that was possible, at the thoughts of her letting InuYasha down by this. He was trying so hard to help her and she was tainting his righteous work by doing this.
She stopped looking at the blood splatters, instantly losing her transfixion and snapping back to reality…the grotesque relief instantly left her; coming down from her high, she now felt nothing but disgust and contempt for herself by her actions.
Kagome fell to the floor letting her mother's knife land with a clang to the floor. She let the droplets of water run freely from her eyes. She knew she was addicted to the sensation…she couldn't continue lying to herself any more. She needed help and fast.
She greatly prayed that InuYasha would be the one to help her; nobody else cared enough about her (or was even around) that could aid her now. She didn't feel like continuing the cuts; she just wanted to cry…cry, and then call InuYasha.
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"Hello, is InuYasha there?" Kagome asked awkwardly into the phone.
"Yeah Kagome…I am the only one that lives here," he said with a yawn. She could tell that he hadn't done much of anything since she had left, judging by the bored tone of his voice. He seemed to perk up upon talking to her.
"My mom left to go and visit a relative or something in Kyoto…so, I'm alone for two weeks," she stated simply, not wanting to accidentally sound depressed. To her surprise, InuYasha didn't respond for a minute or two.
Thoughts were buzzing around in his head. The tone of her voice was very saddening…he had the correct impression that she had been cutting herself again. He mentally groaned… 'I should have walked her home and stayed with her!' The hanyou smacked his head against the couch's arm in hopelessness.
"I'll be over in a little, okay?" he told her, already looking around the room for his sweeter and house keys.
Kagome stared at the phone in confusion for a minute.
"Oookay, if you insist," she practically asked.
"I do," he stated very simply and then hung up. After collecting his sweater and keys, he took a glance at the sketch that was propped up on an easel in the middle of the room. He had been working on it before the phone call.
It had been awhile since he had the inspiration to draw anything over the last couple of weeks. His drawing had started as a simple picture of a meadow. He had added a mysterious person; someone sitting in its center, glancing up at the heavens…though he wasn't sure of whom exactly he was trying to draw…it was still a work in progress after all.
He looked at it mildly once more before he covered it off with a large, white cloth; successfully protecting it from any damages that might occur in his minor absence.
After the drive, InuYasha knocked on the door of Kagome's house. He heard footsteps echoing down the hall, getting closer. Several locks clicked before the handle turned to open up its entrance. The frail figure that came to the door was frowning before…Kagome had forgotten that he was coming over and dreaded the idea of having one of her mom's clients or a salesman coming to the door.
Once she realized it was InuYasha her face lit up and she signed in relief.
"Come on in," she greeted with a genuine smile. She was wearing an oversized black sweeter with some loose black jeans. Apparently, they had both changed; he was now wearing a simple, skin-tight black shirt with red lettering that said 'Can you get any stupider?' Black pants with chains hung at his thighs.
He had been over to her house before but never went inside. Last time InuYasha was here, he was so preoccupied with the garage sale and everything else that he never got the chance to see the inside of the house.
He looked around the room; it was simple and very cozy. The house wasn't spectacularly large but it certainly wasn't small. This house had the same personality he favored in Kagome; it was warm, gentle and somehow very enticing.
Looking at every detail of the house, InuYasha noticed many pictures on the wall. Some were of Kagome's whole family. Kagome looked much younger in the pictures that had her dad and brother in it; they had died, so of course there wouldn't be anything more recent. Some of the pictures were of Kagome and her mother but most of them were of her and Hojo.
InuYasha noticed, with some disturbance, the change of Kagome's eyes in the pictures; they were bright and happy whenever she was with Hojo. The ones with just Kagome and her mother; the eyes looked saddened, lost even. Kagome herself wondered why she left the pictures of Hojo up…she felt the need for 'relief' whenever she looked at them.
There was nothing really out of the ordinary about the pictures, but still, InuYasha was staring at them intensely. His mind snapped back to earth when Kagome asked him;
"Are you thirsty?" When the hanyou's attention was back to her, he smiled.
"Yeah," he answered distractedly. When she left to the kitchen, his eyes wandered back to the portraits of Kagome and Hojo.
He looked back and forth between the images of her and the wimp; she looked very happy with him. In each picture, her smile was so wide and genuine. It made him a bit sad to see that he hadn't been able to make her smile like that. He had only just realized the kind of wonderful person she was.
He flinched as he felt a tap on his shoulder. He whirled his head to meet Kagome again, this time she had a tall glass of water for him. When he went to retrieve the class, their fingers touched for the briefest of moments, causing them to blush a deep red.
After taking a few gulps he started up conversation.
"Do you want to hang out around town? Sango's back in town and I was thinking that she and Miroku can hang out with us. What do you say?"
"That sounds like fun," she replied with a smile.
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Ta-da! Chapter…5! Whoopee! I always get exited about the fifth chapter. It makes me feel like I've accomplish something. Please, R&R for me. Thanks!