Chapter 24

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Kagome sighed as she fiddled with the grate under bed, while laying onto her bed with her arms hanging over the edge. She was having a good week considering where she was. Ian was a great person to talk to. Last session the topic found itself on scars, and ended up in a competition on who had the biggest and ugliest.

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"This one I got from my sister." Ian pointed to a long thin scar on his neck, probably made with finger nails. "Top that." Kagome thought for a moment, and pulled her pant leg. On her right leg there was a jagged scar from her ankle to the bottom of her knee, and towards the bottom there was another part across it making it look like a cross.

"I fell from about 15 feet, sliced it open on a rock, and broke the bone, which broke through the skin there." Kagome pointed to the horizontal part of the scar. Actually it had happened when a giant oni had picked her up and then dropped her when she shot it in the eye, but she wasn't about to tell that story.

"Took about three months to fully heal."

"Impressive, but sadly for you I can top that." Ian pulled up his left pant leg up over his knee, and gestured to what looked like a lot of medical scars centered on his knee. "I was hit by a truck when I was 15, and had to get seven different surgeries on my knees. Took about eight months to get better, not counting physical therapy." He lowered his pant leg with a smirk. "Like to see you beat that."

Kagome had to think about this one. Aside from the ones she'd already shown the rest were probably no longer than her finger, and were self inflicted. But she wasn't about to let herself be beaten. She pulled up her shirt so he could see her Inuyasha scar.

"Whoa, I don't think I can top that one, is there a story with this one too?" Kagome was silent for a minute it wasn't as if keeping it to herself was helping her any.

"My old boyfriend wasn't what you say; in good health… he did this to me a while back." Ian leaned forward a bit to inspect the scars closer.

"With a knife?"

"No,… he always kept his fingernails sharp and long, like claws." Kagome trailed off.

"He did that to you with… his bare hands?" The conversation had grown serious.

"Yeah." Kagome's voice was hoarse, there was a pause.

"If you don't want to talk about if you don't want to."

"No…I would like to talk to you about it."

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She told him about half the truth, just enough for it to seem real. But she did feel much better. It was a lazy gray February day, and she was feeling the effects. One of the guards had opened the door, and called into her.

"Higurashi you have a guest." Kagome sat up in her bed, facing the wall. It wasn't Friday of Saturday so it wasn't Kurt of Shippo. The heavy footsteps of a man entered her room.

"So this is the legendary Higurashi." His voice sent shivers up her spine, bad shivers. "How the mighty miko has fallen." Kagome went rigid, she noticed that the light on the camera in the corner wasn't blinking, it was off. Kagome gasped and made a grab for her stomach, her scars were searing. Suddenly Kagome was shipped around by her shoulder to face a tall man with unruly black hair, and blood eyes. She immediately started to fight against him. After a minute of pushing and pulling of limbs the man ended up half on top of her with her hands pinned on the wall above her head. "It's been a long time, reincarnate of Kikyou, about 500 years I'd say."

"What're you doing here!" Kagome resisted the urge to spit in his face.

"The question is why are you here, which is why I am here."

"Huh?" Kagome was muddled by the sudden action, but not enough to not notice that Naraku had transferred both of her hands to one of his, and was lifting up her shirt to peer at her scars. Kagome squirmed as he dipped his head down to actually sniff her scar, then he rubbed his cheek against it, he seemed to shiver with excitement.

"I missed making these."

"Wha? What do yo-" Kagome realized in the middle of her sentence what he just said, end her brain imploded. "It was you."

"I counted on you to run away, and I knew you would end up here. And it worked, I'm still alive." Naraku started to caress her stomach and sides where she was scarred.

"And what does that mean?" Kagome wriggled harder, but to no avail. They were nose to nose, Kagome nearly gagged, his breath smelled like he hadn't brushed his teeth in years.

"You're not in the past to help your misfit friends, so I live on." His free hand stopped stroking her scars and traveled upward. But he didn't get anywhere, Kagome had head-butted him so hard and suddenly he fell backwards. In an instant Kagome was in her spot on the ceiling above the window.

"It's only a matter of time before I'm out of here, I'm doing better!" She yelled after he got up.

"Oh contraire," Naraku said and pulled a small file out from the suit coat her was wearing, flipped through it, and started to read. "January 14, and Kagome Higurashi was found strangling her new doctor. January 23, Kagome Higurashi was found taking light bulbs out of the ceiling, breaking them and then cutting herself with the broken glass." As Naraku read off more date Kagome had to keep herself from crying. After Naraku put the folder away, flushed and teary she responded through clenched teeth.

"Those are all bold faced lies."

"That may be, but nothing, nobody goes anywhere or does anything here without my say so. If I wanted to I could keep you here for the rest of your life." Kagome gripped the grate above her head so hard her knuckles were almost translucent.

"Fuck off." Naraku smirked and left, and for the first time in over a month she stayed up above her window for over an hour.

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And about two hours later it's three o' clock, and time for Ian and Kagome's session. Ian didn't take three steps into the room before Kagome talked him to the ground from her place on the ceiling. The two landed with a sound thud.

"I'msostupid!Itwasn'tInuyasha!ItwasNaraku,andhe'shere!Incharge andI'llnevergetout,he'llkeepmehereforeverandever!" Kagome cried all at once at him, and he immediately pushed her off him.

"Naraku?" Kagome swore a breeze flew into the room and could hear the chinking of beads. Certain of it now Kagome snatched the pen he dropped some of his hair, and quickly took some of her own. She tied them around the pen and did the same thing she did back in the police station months ago. A thin beam of light shot out of the tip of his pen and into the camera. Kagome balanced on the balls of her feet in front of him then asked.

"How do you know about Naraku?"

"What do you know about Naraku?" Before Ian could protest Kagome grabbed his right sleeve, unhooked the thumb and pulled up the sleeve. For the second time that day Kagome felt her brain leak out of her ear, under the sleeve was a set of glove and beads just like Miroku's. She let go of him and fell back on her butt, feeling drained.

"You're a descendant of the monk Miroku." She said in a hollow voice. Now Ian's brain was leaking out of his ears, now they were both sitting on their butts dumbfounded.

"How do you know that?"

"Do you know anything about him?"

"Yeah, when he was alive he and friends traveled around looking for the man who placed this curse on our family, Naraku."

"Do you know who he traveled with?" It took a while for Ian to answer.

"What was said to be a fox kit, and half-demon, and demon slayer, and a priestess." He finished with a dry mouth. Her hand shook like a kitten in the police dog kennel, but Kagome managed to point at herself. After a long silence Ian said.

"You're shitin' me."

"I wish."

"You're serious?

"Sadly yes." Then Ian asked the big question that had been stirring in his head for the past few minutes.

"How?" Kagome resisted the urge to bang her head on the floor.

And that chapter 24! Sorry for the long wait! Thank you! Read and review! Please!

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