I am terribly sorry for the lack of updates. I found plot holes the size of Texas and had to remedy those before I could go any further. Please R&R

Chapter 5

Still Dreaming?

Kikyo woke with a start. She hadn't heard anything last night, so she had hoped everything had gone ok with Kagome last night. Kikyo rolled out of bed, headed to her roommate's bedroom. Quietly so as not to disturb her best friend, she opened the door. Her eyes narrowed at the sight before her. Anger became evident in her eyes; she could not believe the incompetence of people. Kikyo pondered her next move for a moment, before a smirk formed on her full lips. Twenty minutes later, she exited the apartment.

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Kagome slowly opened her eyes. She felt an arm around her waist and felt hot breath on her neck. A smile took on her face. Inuyasha had stayed the night. She happily snuggled closer to the warmth provided by him. As her senses slowly awakened, she took in a deep breath, smelling stale alcohol. Confusion entered Kagome's thoughts; Inuyasha had not been drinking last night. A slight breeze whistled about her room and in that moment, Kagome knew something was very wrong. Her window was open. She NEVER left it open.

Kagome's heart did a leap in her chest, her body instantaneously stiffening. Fear chilled her blood. Ever so slowly, she turned her body, praying whoever was in her bed remained asleep. A scream rose to her throat, luckily for her it only came out as squeak. Her heart raced as she recognized who exactly was in her bed. Naraku. How and why he was in her bed, she didn't care. Panicking, Kagome quickly scooted to the edge of the bed, nearly falling off. She held her breath and froze as he stirred. Luckily, he did not awaken after her careless movements.

She raced from her room to Kikyo's, panic becoming more evident in her movements when she saw her roommate's empty bed. She rushed back to her own room, stopping at the doorway. Her clothes were in there. She no longer cared. Spinning on her heels, she took off in the direction of the kitchen. She had to get to the phone. Frustration and fear grew immensely when she failed to locate the handset. She refused to page it for fear it would awaken the man in her room.

Kagome froze, hearing a thump from in her bedroom. Tears stung the back of her eyes as she searched for a way out. Her eyes came to rest on her car keys. She snatched them off the counter, slipped on a pair of shoes, thanking God that she kept a pair by the door, and fled the apartment. Insurance or no, she was taking her car. One thing on her mind. Get to Inuyasha. He would take care of her.

She made the two and a half mile drive to her boyfriend's house in record time. Failing to notice the car parked across the street, Kagome pulled into his driveway. Nearly forgetting to shut off the ignition in her haste, she rushed to the front door of the house and banged on it. The instant it opened to her, the distraught girl flew into the house, heading straight for Inuyasha's room, but his voice halted her forward motion. He stood near the doorway of the living room. Kagome turned and ran to him, throwing herself into his arms. The tears that had been threatening to spill during her panic, now streamed down her face. Kagome wrapped her arms tightly around his waist, sobbing into his chest.

"Yasha," she said through the tears, her voice slightly muffled as she pressed further into his chest, "Na…Naraku was in my room. I…I woke up and he was in my b…bed. I co…couldn't find the phone. I…I didn't know what to do. I was so scared he was going to r…rape me!"

Kagome felt Inuyasha stiffen. She suddenly realized he had yet to touch her. Pulling back, she looked up at him. Tears still flowed heavily and confusion wrought her face. Inuyasha's face was cold and hard, emulating his brother. She could not read him. He had blocked her.

Kagome choked out a strangled sob, "Yasha?" she asked timidly.

"Just how do you explain," a voice spat from behind her, "being unaware of Naraku's entrance to your room and bed? Don't you always keep your window locked? How then did it become unlocked? Neither I nor Inuyasha did it"

Kagome turned to the voice. Kikyo stood before her, holding a small stack of photos. Kagome looked back at Inuyasha, sorrow on her face. Tears continued trickling down her face. Inuyasha stood there passively, eyes questioning.

"Well?" Kikyo prodded.

Kagome dropped her gaze to the ground in shame. "I took a sleeping pill." She mumbled through her tears.

"A sleeping pill?" Kikyo scoffed. "Since when have you been taking sleeping pills, and IF you are taking them, why didn't you tell us?"

Kagome's shoulders slumped and her hands dropped to her sides. "Since dad died, and I didn't tell you because I was ashamed." She answered, looking up at Inuyasha. New tears formed as she pleaded with her eyes for him to understand. Kagome felt something placed in her hands. Looking down, her eyes widened in shock when she saw what she held.

"Explain these then." Kikyo demanded, standing next to Inuyasha.

Kagome began to shake. They were photos. Photos of her and Naraku. She now understood what the problem was. Naraku cuddling her, touching her, kissing her, and in all of them SHE was smiling. Kagome moved to the last photo, she immediately felt the urge to throw up. Dropping the pictures, her hand flew to her mouth, and she fled to the bathroom.

"See, Inuyasha, I told you she would come up with a clever lie. I just never thought she would use her father as one." Kikyo sighed, patting his arm. She felt the muscles tense and took note that his hands clenched into fists. She looked at him in concern and saw the rage in his eyes.

Kagome emptied the contents of her stomach, which wasn't much, into the toilet. She dry heaved every time she pictured the last photo in her head. The one of her pajamas tossed on the floor, Naraku's shirtless back to the camera, her hand resting on his shoulder. Her face was not clearly visible in the picture, but her room and pajamas were, leaving no doubt, as to whether or not it was she. How or who did this to her, she did not know. All she knew is that she was losing her beloved and she had to stop it.

She rinsed her mouth and exited the bathroom. Fresh tears threatened to spill, but she held them back. She needed Inuyasha to understand. Those pictures were lies.

Inuyasha turned her direction the second he heard her. Kagome froze in fear at the look on her lovers face. He stormed over to her, mistaking her fear for guilt, grabbed her arm roughly, and pulled her, none too gently, toward the front door. Inuyasha's grip on her arm snapped her from her frozen state of mind.

"Inuyasha, please listen." She begged, attempting to pull herself from his grasp. His answer was to tighten his hold and pull harder.

Kagome squeaked in pain and the tears finally broke past her resolve. "Inuyasha, please stop. Listen to me." She cried.

When he still did not acknowledge her, Kagome began to panic. Her tears where now full force. She knew she was losing him. As he shoved her out the door, Kagome attempted to latch onto him, to get his attention. He ignored her attempts and roughly pushed her back, nearly causing her to fall, and slammed the door, locking her out of his heart and home. She cried, begged, and pleaded at the door for over an hour. Finally exhausted, the distraught girl crumpled up on the doorstep, leaning against the door. She whispered, "I love you." before passing out as her mental and physical exhaustion took over her small frame.

A few hours later, Kagome awoke to find herself in her old bedroom at her mother's house. Memories of earlier came flooding back. Her heart lurched and sobs escaped her throat as her heart shattered. She had lost him. The love of her life was gone. Why? Why did this happen to her. Who hated her so much that they would crush her very heart? Pain wracked her body. It hurt so much. Kagome knew Naraku had not raped her. She knew she was still a virgin, for she had no discomfort or pain. Why would her love believe a photo over her?

Entirely too wrapped up in her pain, she never heard the door open and the soft footsteps of her mother. Kagome slid into her mother's embrace the second she felt her comforting touch. The tow stayed like that until Kagome could cry no more.

"Momma?" Kagome whispered her voice wracked with pain.

Suki felt her daughter's pain as she held her. She knew what it was like. She had experienced a loss. She wanted so badly to take the pain from her little girl.

Kagome looked up at her. "Did he…?" she began to ask, eyes lit with hope.

Suki sighed. She knew what her daughter was asking. She also knew that what she said next would devastate her child, and that pained the older woman.

"No, Honey. It wasn't him. Sesshomaru and Rin found you. They brought you here and explained what happened." She answered Kagome, and gently pushed the hair from her daughter's tear streaked face. She watched the spark fade from her baby's eyes. Suki wanted to weep with her. For her.

Kagome lay her head back down on her pillow and closed her eyes, whispering, "He didn't believe me," as exhaustion drew her into a deep sleep for the second time that day.

The next seven days were even more heartbreaking for the young woman. She stayed at her mother's, only going back to the apartment when necessary, and only when she knew Kikyo would not be there. The First time Kagome had gone back to the apartment for clothes, she had discovered a very nasty note taped to her bedroom door, signed by Kikyo. If it had been possible, at that moment, her heart would have ripped in two. Not only had she lost the love of her life that day, but also her best friend. She just could not fathom why her friend and boyfriend refused to believe her.

Koga had shown up the day she found the not. He had comforted the best he could, under the circumstances. He was a blessing to her. Koga coming over every day to check on her made Kagome's pain a little more bearable. Koga had attempted, on behalf of her, to get Inuyasha to see the truth. None of which, the silver haired man would listen to. He had told Koga to pick a side. Koga had chosen Kagome. Their group divided in half. Sesshomaru, Rin, and Koga believed her. Inuyasha, Kikyo, and Ayame did not.

Kagome, herself, made several attempts to talk to Inuyasha. To no avail, of course. Her calls went unanswered; her visits to the house were futile. He would either not answer the door, or refused to see her. She cried every day and many nights she would wake up only to discover she had been crying in her sleep. Kagome's mother worried about her. Suki saw the dark circles under her daughter's eyes. She begged Kagome to get her pills and use them. Kagome flatly refused.

The second week was nearly as bad. Her attempts to contact Inuyasha were still futile. Koga hated seeing her depressed, so he had insisted on taking her somewhere. He didn't care where, as long as she got out of the house. Kagome said fine, as long as it was not the lake. She was not ready to go back there. She didn't know if she ever would be. Therefore, Koga put her in his car and took her to the mall for ice cream. (ATN: the mall in the town where I grew up, had a Dairy Queen in it)

Halfway through the sweet treat, an irate red head spotted Kagome. With out a second thought, Ayame marched up to the broken girl, called her every name in the book, and slapped her. HARD. The green-eyed girl then disappeared into the crowd.

It took Kagome a few moments to come out of her shock. Tears formed and spilled as she stood, walking from the building. Ice cream forgotten, Koga rushed to follow and ceded to her demands to be taken home, apologizing profusely as he drove. Kagome just gave him a halfhearted smile as she continued to cry.