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CHAPTER 5—Respective Thoughts

Amidst of the silent night, a humming was heard. It was so melodious that anyone nearby would stop and listen. Unfortunately, there was none. The humming came from a raven-haired girl with big brown eyes.

The dark blue waves soaked the soft sand with crashing sounds as she stepped on the sand, holding the green old wine bottle. Kagome stopped humming abruptly and faced the tall towers, hardly seen in the night. I hope that person would receive this bottle, she thought.

Before she threw the old wine bottle out to the sea, something from the corner of her eyes caught her attention. Kagome lowered her arm and turned her head around.

It was him. Kagome was not certain if it was the silver-haired boy who infuriated her on her first day here at Shikon Beach; Kagome was a long distance away from the figure, but it was clear that it was him as she recalled of no one having long silvery-white hair. Great. I have completely forgotten about him and now he reappears in front of me, she thought. The sea breeze caressed on her face, and blew her long hair.

Kagome approached him without making a sound. Doubts formed in her head. Why is he here on the beach late at night? What am I thinking? Who cares what he is doing? Why should I even bother about it?

When Kagome was a short distance away from him, she stopped. From where Kagome was standing, something in her mind was telling her that he was very lonely. She shook the feeling away. How can it be? The pony-tailed guy, Miroku if I remembered correctly, is his friend, isn't it? How can one feel lonely if he has friends? However, curiosity got the better of her.

Before Kagome could take another step closer to him, he seemed to sense her presence. He turned around. She knew from the facial expression that he was astounded to see her.

"What are you doing here?" Kagome asked.

"What are you doing here in the first place? It is very dangerous for a wench like you to be out here."

Wench? How dare he calls me that! Kagome was fuming while she folded her arms."You have not answered my question. Why should I answer yours?" She countered.

"Of course to see the sea and hear the waves."

"Huh?" Kagome was puzzled. How could someone as arrogant and hot-tempered as him understand the sea and enjoy the sounds made by the waves? Maybe behind the arrogant mask lies a soft-hearted side of his, Kagome thought.

"Whenever I get pissed off and the fact that everyone despised me, they calm me down. That's why I loved going to places related to seas."

"Despise you? Isn't Miroku your best buddy ever?"

"It is before I met him."

"What happened?" Kagome walked towards him and stood beside him. She cast a sidelong glance at him, as he stood there looking forlorn.

"My life sucks (A/N: Sorry for the bad language); abandoned by my biological parents whom I don't even know. Tortured by those damn cruel people, I felt so lonely." Kagome could hear from his tone that he was indeed very lonely in the past, and he was not lying to her.

"Why did they torture you?"

"Because I am different from everyone. I was locked in a small dusty room, and they treated me like a prisoner. I ate nothing but crumbs of food. If I stole something from them, they would beat me like hell. My tormentors would make fun of me. I had no friends back then, I could only watch at the other kids living in there play with each other; I was forbidden to play with anyone. Everyone ignored me and said terrible things about me, I had to hide my feelings from them or else they will abuse me. I had no choice but to do what they said. Agony, misery and hurt, that's all I felt then.

"When I came out my cage, I had freedom, but I do not trust anybody. I know one thing for sure, people will always look down on me like an outsider."

Kagome was overwhelmed by grief and before she knew it, tears had welled up in her eyes. "How did you get out?"

"I… Wait—" He turned to her. "Why are you crying over my past? I do not need any sympathy from anyone, especially a wench like you."

Kagome widened her eyes, and tears streamed down her cheeks. Hey fellow. I have a name okay, and it is not wench.

"By the way, why am I telling you about my past?"

Kagome wiped her tears away angrily and said, "Why are you telling me about your past? Ask yourself—"

Without finishing her sentence, the silver-haired boy stormed away, leaving Kagome alone standing on the beach. This guy is full of deceits. I would not fall for that, Kagome warned herself. However, there was a feeling of sympathy bugging her. Why am I feeling sorry for him and why am I wasting my tears over his matter? Kagome decided to put the thought at the back of her mind.

Outside the semi-detached resort

Why did I tell her about my past? Inuyasha thought, and why did I feel comfortable talking to her, even if it was just a few minutes? Inuyasha unlocked the door to the semi-detached resort and went in. What—

"Inuyasha!"

Inuyasha jumped, and turned around to see his friend. "You almost scared me to death."

"Where did you go at this point of time? I thought you went missing."

"Missing? How can I be gone missing?"

"Oh… I thought you went missing because you do not want to stay here any longer."

"Why?"

"Should I really say out the reason?"

"Of course you can."

"I thought you went missing because of that raven-haired girl—"

"I TOLD YOU NOT TO MENTION HER EXISTENCE IN FRONT OF ME, HOW MANY TIMES MUST I REPEAT MYSELF?" Inuyasha bellowed. "It's bad for my health," he muttered, and coughed before storming up to his room and slammed the door shut with vigor.

"You permitted me to say the reason and then you shouted at me not to. What's gotten into you? You've been acting strange after meeting the raven-haired girl." Miroku scratched his head in bewilderment.

End of Chapter

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