Thanks for the reviews guys .w. 3 This is my first story on here so I'm glad to have received so many w! I would like to emphasize that Kagome's still seriously young, and her infatuation is still like a schoolgirl's crush ya know? And when you're at that age you get moody pretty quick, and I'm pretty sure almost every teen goes through that "I hate my mom phase" which is kinda what Kagome's going through. I've got character development on its way though!
Also, up until now the diary entries have been in chronological order, I've been using them to show jumps in time. From this point on they will be random entries of Kagome's past. Also, - indicates a blank, meaning the writing is unclear and cannot be deciphered. (Incase you haven't guessed yet this takes place in the 18th period-ish).
Rin and me went out to play in the woods behind the shrine on -. The other girls from the neighborhood came to play as well, I was really happy! There were no boys there except Hojo from the Akitoki house, but he didn't really play with us. He likes to look at the flowers a lot, Father says the Akitoki house is a very rich one, but their house is as big as ours and Hojo's mother wears silk kimonos just like Mother's.
We played the game Kagome Kagome again, I hate that game. Everyone - makes fun of me because I always know whose behind me. I just know who it is. Ayumi called me a cheater and Rin call her a liar and then Ayumi pushed Rin. I bit Ayumi and Mother got - mad. Rin and I laughed about it - she's my best friend. Mother said when we'd grow up we - get husbands we won't do stuff like this -. I don't believe that, even when I'm married I'm going to go out and play hide and seek with Rin in the woods and we'll beat up anyone who makes fun of us.
I'm starting school this moon cycle, I'm excited since the private teacher says I do good writing so far.
- Kagome
"Doesn't even show his face...disgusting," Inuyasha muttered, he wiped the corners of his mouth with a weak fist as he pulled his sleeves upward. He gave a vivacious knock at the door and stood idly by, ignoring the telltale squawking and worried mixture of "They're here! They're here!" and "Where's that deadbeat man of the house?" Another urgent knock to the door, he meant business.
The door opened weakly at a timid angle, the old crow backed came out with teary eyes, surprisingly quiet for once. She called out for her daughter, Rin her name was?
"I suppose your husband hasn't the money he owes us," Inuyasha resounded morbidly. An expected sigh preceded his orders to the burly men accompanying him to begin rummaging through the house, to take anything of value and bring it outside, he would inspect the objects then they'd carry them back. The wife regained that broken sob and sat in a corner, she held her young daughter close to her side. It was a sight Inuyasha was quite familiar with. He briefly exited the house and began examining the exterior of the house.
A soft hum rumbled from the man's throat as he walked a somber routine around the shrine. They had a decent amount of land, that was sure. At the end of the moon cycle it would be best to take the land to end it all. There was a woods behind the shrine that stretched for quite a bit. Assured by the constant grunts and dirty chit chat, he ventured into the forest for a stroll. The air was much kinder here, he gave a thought to the heritage of the shrine overall. It was a blessed land, the all-too famous priestess Midoriko had passed through the town, supposedly staying in this shrine according to rumors.
There was definitely a different aura in the woods, he felt calm, almost serene. His shoulders slumped and he sat on the dirt floor, his posture supported by a gentle shrub behind him. For a moment there was nothing else that mattered, broken families, the cries of children, the frail words of his dying mother, he unheard them for that simple moment. They were gone.
This peace was something he seldom felt, it tore at him since Inuyasha knew it wouldn't last, it was an indefinite mistress always eluding him, always ten steps ahead of him. He knew his life wasn't a good one, he was a dark man and his lack of emotions had begun to take a toll on him. His brother was a master of apathy, all his life he had tried to model himself after his brother, his half-brother to be accurate. They didn't have the best of relationships.
"AY BOSS! Looka' what we got 'ere!" a churlish deep-throated shout rang out. Low-class inbreds he thought. No manners at all. Then again, they were the best to hire, they wouldn't know the difference of sixty silver coins to a nugget of gold, more was always better. He collected himself, suppressing his previous morbid thoughts. He stood tall against the green of the forest, began walking once more in the direction of the shrine until something hit his foot.
"A doll?" He murmured hopelessly, picking up the dusty remnant from the ground and shaking off the thin layer of dirt crusted over it. There was a scribble of dark Kanji written on the back of the tattered plush doll, it read KAGOME. Without a good reason, he stashed the doll into his kimono and continued his way back to the shrine.
A compilation of rickety furniture had made its way to the front yard of the shrine. Futons, desks, appliances, Kanji scrolls that were once plastered onto walls, all piled on top of one another. It was a pathetic display, he moved past it without a second thought and ducked his head into the entrance of the shrine.
"Good job men! Keep at it, inspect every room," Inuyasha hollered out to the men. He paid no attention to the crumbled woman in the corner rubbing tears into her knees. The atmosphere of the inside was too much to bear, ignorant ruffians could work through it, but Inuyasha left and resumed walking around the perimeter. He roamed mindlessly until he felt the rough edges of glass press against his feet. The thin fabric wrapped around the bottoms of his feet protected him minimally, shoes weren't exactly Inuyasha's favorite thing to wear as the sharpened nails lined against each toe constantly disagreed with the soft fabric.
Small shards of glass were scattered about the ground, he looked up to see a gaping hole in the second floor. It was probably a window whose glass had broken, Kami knows there was no way to get any repairs done in this forsaken town. He muttered a few curses as he lifted his foot to shake off any loose pieces of glasses until he saw something out of the mere corner of his eye.
A book? He picked up the meager leather-bound book and briefly glimpsed at the thin sheets of paper covered in black scratches of inky kanji. Curiosity bested him, he never listened to the struggles of families that fell prey to the Taisho brothers, but the tumbled words seemed impersonal enough. He delicately flipped the pages, simply skimming through the different entries until a certain few phases caught his eye. Immediately his face darkened a few shades as his eyes roamed over the words several times. The emotion and diction encompassed the once-thought solitude man, words he had never thought to exist, he absorbed them wholesomely, a new horizon building inside him.
A few haughty voices yanked Inuyasha out of his stupor as he was suddenly reminded of his surroundings. He looked around to make sure no one had seen and then roughly placed the small journal into his kimono, right next to the old doll.
Father told us that Mother is about to give me a brother, he gave us a word but I don't know the kanji for it. He really wants for a boy, he says he loves Rin and me but he wants a boy. I'm nervous, I don't know if I want another sibling. What if he doesn't like me, what if he only plays with Rin, or worse, what if Rin only plays with him.
I made Rin promise she wouldn't ever ever ever love the new boy more than me. We'll be best friends forever, I know it. Mother laughed at that, she told us to wait and see when we grow up. I think that's stupid, I know Rin and I will always always always be the best of friends. Always.
- Kagome
Next chapter should be up soon! I don't think this will be as long as I originally intended. But in case some of you haven't noticed yet, Kagome's journal is very ambiguous. Think about that.