Hey guys. I am truly sorry the updates have been rare and far between but I'm trying my hardest and I will finish this story, you'll just have to bear with me. I'm a lot different from the girl I was when I started writing this a long time ago, and you will probably see more serious and responsible choices going on in the story. This is truly a story about growing up, and facing life after every decision you make. It is about consequences and ordinary struggles in life. That being said, here's your new chapter!

Disclaimer: Inuyashas not mine...

What We Want
Chapter 13: An Intervention

Birds chirped from tree to tree as the sun shown through the branches warming the ground below and bringing a new day to start. A gentle breeze blew hair across a sleeping girl's neck, tickling her into consciousness. The smell of grass and dirt invaded her senses making the girl roll over onto more dew-socked grass.

Kagome opened her eyes and slowly she sat up and looked around at her surroundings.

"At least I made it to our lawn this time," she said to herself.

Getting up, she slowly walked up the stairs to their front door. After a wobbly drive home Kagome had attempted to park her bike, then passed out on the lawn.

It was still early in the morning, and thankfully no one was up yet, that meant no awkward conversation and no explaining. Kagome dragged her feet up the stairs, pulling the key to her room out of her pocket.

To her surprise her door wasn't locked, or even closed. Her mother was sitting on her bed, a full garbage bag in hand and a strict look on her face.

Kagome looked around her room. Where once were empty beer bottles, and dirty clothes, was a newly vacuumed floor. There were no longer cigarette ashes, smokes, pipes, or drugs on her dresser. Her posters of rock bands and skaters that had totally covered her walls had been removed leaving plain white walls.

Kagome gasped at the site of her now clean and empty room, took one look at her mother and ran to her closet. Her stash of vodka was missing along with all her t-shirts with worded profanity, leaving only a few tank tops and a couple pairs of pants.

She walked to her dresser and opened the top drawer. Her condoms, birth control pills, race money, and various bags of drugs were all gone.

"What the fuck!" Kagome screamed.

"Dear, its time we had a talk." Her mother said calmly, from her position on the bed.

"Damn right we do! Where is all my stuff?" She yelled, still looking franticly around her room.

Ms. Higurashi stood up and walked over to her daughter.

"Your 'stuff' is in the garbage." She said using air quotations with her fingers when she said 'stuff'.

"It is inappropriate and is no longer allowed in my house. I have been turning a blind eye to your behavior for years, but I have had enough." She said sternly.

Kagome glared at her mother, but this time she did not back down.

"Now, you will go sit on your bed and calmly listen to what I have to say." She said pointing towards the bed. Kagome followed her instructions, too shocked to respond in any other way. Her mother had never talked to her that way before, or ever raised her voice. Sure there was a lecture every once in a while but nothing as harsh as this.

Ms. Higurashi sighed and sat on the bed beside Kagome.

"Last night I got a call from the school. They said you have been going to class high, causing fights, acting very inappropriately, and that you are failing every single one of your classes. Honey, I know your not bad kid, but your going down a dangerous path that I have helped put you on." Her mother looked guiltily down at her hands and said,

"I haven't been the responsible parent I should have been. Your father leaving was very hard on me, and I have been mopping over him for years, ignoring your needs but no more. I am alright now, I have moved on and am improving my life, and you need to as well." Her mother's voice had gained more confidence, as she looked right at her daughter.

"On Monday you will be going to see your guidance counselor and you two will figure out how to save your credits and get you involved in some positive school activities. You will go to each one of your classes, every day with a clear mind. There will be a ten o'clock curfew every night. You are no longer allowed to have drugs or alcohol in your possession and you will not be having sex under this roof. If you do not agree with my rules then there's the door. You are eighteen now and its time you start to make some life choices." Her mother finished saying as she stood up and walked towards the door.

"Now get some rest, were going shopping for some new clothes later."

Her mother leaned against the door. She felt like a horrible mother for doing that to her daughter, so suddenly. But after seeing her passed out on the lawn, with some mans shirt on, she had had enough.

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Kagome dragged her feet down the sidewalk, as she walked to school. It was quite early but she had been woken up at six, forced into new clothes, had breakfast shoved down her throat and by seven was already for school. She left half an hour earlier than normal to escape all the chitter chatter about the wedding. Her mother was acting although nothing had happened between the two of them, like invading her privacy and slamming all these rules down onto her was a regular thing.

School wouldn't start for another half-hour, so she chose to sit under the big oak tree in front of the school. Careful about the short denim skirt she was wearing, she sat against the trunk of the tree, and leaning her back on the tree she felt her bare shoulders scrape against the old bark.

She was wearing a new white halter-top and her long silver chain necklace. She would have felt awfully preppy had she not been wearing her black knee high leather boots.

So lost in her thoughts of preppy clothing she didn't notice Sango who had come to sit beside her. "Hey, why you so blue. Was your date that bad?" Sango asked, surprising Kagome.

"No, it wasn't. It was actually kind of okay." She said. Truthfully she really hadn't thought much about their date after the surprise she received once she got home.

Hearing her moan was too much for Inuyasha. He grabbed her ass and forcefully pushed her down onto him sending a wave of pleasure to Kagome who felt his ruff jeans rub against her right in the right spot.

Continuing to kiss him, every second her thoughts of getting rid of him grew dimmer and dimmer, till the very thought of anything else but him was but a shadow in the back of her mind.

The very though of what happened made her blush.

"Ooh! You're blushing! Tell me what happened, I want all the juicy details!" Sango exclaimed ready to probe her best friend for every single detail.

"What juicy details?" A male voice asked.

"Miroku! When did you get here?" Kagome asked surprised. He was being his awfully sneaky self.

"Just now. So I assume the date went well if there's juicy details involved." He said raising his eyebrow suggestively.

"Nothing 'juicy' went on!" She exclaimed jumping to her feet.

"I beg to differ. I thought it was quite juicy." Inuyasha said coming up to the group, adjusting his backpack.

"ERG! Stop saying that damn word!" She yelled frustrated.

"What word ... 'Juicy'?" Inuyasha said smirking. He enjoyed making her mad. She looked like steam was ready to burst out her ears. Her fists were clenched at her sides and her face looked like a giant tomato. Now, most rational people would take this as a sign to back away slowly and leave her alone.

Too bad Inuyasha wasn't a rational person.

"Oh, Kagome," he said opening his backpack, "You forgot this at my house last night." He said, finishing with a wink.

He had pulled out a black lacy bra and was dangling it in front of her face.

Sango and Miroku ooooohed from the side.

"And I thought you said it wasn't juicy." Sango said, disbelievingly.

Kagome silently grabbed the offending bra and stomped all the way to the school doors yelling, "you people are insufferable!" Before slamming the door in some poor kids face.

Sango turned to Inuyasha and asked, "So how did the date go?"

"Pretty well. Does this make her my girlfriend?" Inuyasha asked, confused. He had plenty of girlfriends in the past but they were assumed his girlfriend and since they only lasted a week, it wasn't such a big deal.

But he was lost. He never really asked her out, but they went on a date so that meant they were dating, which means your boyfriend and girlfriend. But they had only gone on one date, and dating was plural so didn't that mean they had to go on more before they were official? This was all too confusing for poor Inuyasha's head.

"Don't worry about it. I think you're an 'item' now, especially after the cafeteria incident. Everyone's been talking about you two ever since." Miroku reassured him, patting him on the back.

"But right now we gotta get to class before you're late and your mommy finds out."

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First class was a drag; gym plus slight hangovers don't mix well. Not to mention your perverted friend bugging you. He had to run extra fast around the track to get away from his antics.

It was second period now, and he was doodling on his binder. He liked to sit at the back but usually all the seats were already taken, but not today. He had plunked down in the last seat beside a brown haired girl, leaving Miroku to sit by himself at the front.

'Ah. Peace at last!' Inuyasha thought.

It was about halfway through the class and he was bored. There was no room left to doodle on his binder, and he had run out of pencils to through at Miroku. He sighed looking around the room, and then to the girl beside him.

She was unusually quite, and wore a baggy black hoody. This seamed quiet odd since it was only the beginning of September and was quiet hot today. Her long hair covered her face, but it did nothing to hide a large black bruise on her cheek. Inuyasha was taken back.

'Wasn't that the girl from Friday night?'

'Oh want was her name? Ronda, Rinne… Rin! That's it. That's the girl who drinks too much. Why the hell is she in school! Doesn't she know everyone can see her bruise?'

Inuyasha had been staring at her for some time. The girl nervously fidgeted in her seat under his stare. The girl looked at him from the corner of her eye and seemed to be quietly whimpering.

Realizing what he was doing he looked away from her, ashamed at himself for staring. 'I wonder what she's been through.'

Before he could dwell on that thought for too long the bell rang, signaling the end of class and start of lunch. 'I wonder if Kagome's cooled down yet.'

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From inside a bathroom stall a girl stood, leaning against the wall her jeans undone and a wet paper towel in her hand. Silent tears fell down her cheeks as she looked at the long dark cuts she had left of her hip, from earlier that morning. They were not healing well, but that was to be expected.

They usually didn't.

She was surprised when two girls opened the bathroom door giggling all the way to the sinks. They had paint all over their hand and covered the soap dispenser with it.

"Like o my gawd! Did you see that one girls painting!"

"Like yaw! But did you see her arms! Like totally emo!"

"She so like does it for attention. She like parades them around da school! She's like oh my gawd! My life's sooo hard pity me."

The two girls giggled together doing impressions of the girl as they left the bathroom. She let a sigh of relief as they left. People like them were so ignorant.

They didn't know what that girl was going through; they had no right to judge her.

She looked down to her side. She didn't know why she did it. It was like a habit now, an addiction she couldn't break. It calmed her down, de-stressed her, and she couldn't stop.

But she wasn't like that other girl. She would die if anyone found out.

The bell for lunch rang, breaking her out of her thoughts. She had skipped her last class and was dieing for some munchies. Quickly she zipped up her pants, threw out the paper towel and went to meet up with her friends.

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'Mmm, chips'

Kagome was munching down a bag of Lays original, when Miroku and Inuyasha showed up at their lunch table. She was in a bad mood, and a bag of her comfort food was necessary. Kagome gave a grunt to their hellos and kept on munching.

"Are you still mad about this morning?" Inuyasha asked sitting beside her.

"Not really. I just had a long talk with my guidance counselor. My mom's gone hard ass on me." She proceeded to tell them of Saturday's events.Inuyasha and Miroku were wide eyed by the time she was done telling them.

"Hey, some of those were my drugs." Sango exclaimed from behind them, having heard the end of the conversation.

"Hey were you bin?" Kagome asked finishing off her chips.

"I was being the bad lil' skipper again. I needed a smoke." She replied steeling a cookie from Miroku.

"Well anyways. I haven't even told you the worst part yet." She said looking sadly into her empty chip bag.

"It gets worse?"

"Oh yah. My mom thinks it's a good idea for me to get some positive school activities going. And you wont believe what my counselor signed me up for!"

After a few moments of awkward silence, Sango turned to Kagome.

"Well, tell us!"

"Cheerleading."

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Ooh a cliffy! But don't worry I will be updating soon…hopefully.
Anyways please review so I know someone is etleast reading it. No reviews, no updates. Sad but true.

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