(AN) Wow. It's been ages since I updated. Sorry. This chapter is longer but not much happens. You can ask as questions or just review. And I'm sorry for mistakes, I didn't have time to reread.

Be a hero destroy yourself

Chapter Two

Hamster Food

-XxX-

Pulling her head up from its uncomfortable position, Kagome yawned. Her ye were still close and that was perfectly fine to her, she just could stay zoned out all day. Or night, depending on what time it was. She wasn't sure where she was, probably on her bed or chair. It didn't rally mater did it, as long she wasn't on some plane being shipped away to Germany, or Bolivia. Her forehead creased as she frowned. What if she was actually being shipped off to some faraway place? Deciding that the best thing to do was just check, she cracked one eye open.

"Wow." Kagome murmured a she finally blinked her second eye open, letting it get used to the dim lights. "H—how—wow." That's all she could say a she looked at her surroundings through slit eyes. When did she get on a bus?

She was sloppy sitting on one of the green seat of a bus, baking in the dim lights from above that flickered non-stop. The fake leather fabric stuck to her bare thighs, making it even more uncomfortable as he pulled her back up straight against the seat, her eyes roaming around the bus.

There was an old man, who looked strange in his several layers of clothing and the plastic bag which he had covered his body with. He was smiling at her, making a small gesture with his fingerless glove. Sinking deeper into her seta, Kagome weakly smiled. She should have walked home.

Letting her head slowly roll to the side, she looked out an open window. It was dark and the street lights were on. How long did she stay at library? And when did she get bus tickets?

Dropping her head into her palms, she couldn't help but sigh. Her mind was blank, she couldn't remember a single thing that happed between the times she was the library and came to the bus stop. And exactly what bus was she on? Taking in deep breath, she could help but fan herself as she searched her mind. Was she getting amnesia? Or did she get struck across the head by a rock?

There seemed no one else on the bus, except for the driver of course, and a boy. He was tightly pressed up against her side. His head was bowed with a hood covering it. Kagome couldn't see his eyes or face.

The bus shook under her as it curved around a corner and went down into a dark street. And Kagome had yet remembered how she had found her way onto the bus. Pushing her fingers deep into her skirt's pockets, she searched around for a ticket or transfer, but she found nothing.

"D—do you know what bus I'm on?" her voice squeaked as she looked up to the old man, not really wanting to make nay contact with him.

The only answer she got from him was a wiggle of his eyebrow and an air kiss he sent towards her, making wet noises with his lips.

Deciding it was good idea to hold onto her seat for protection, Kagome looked away as she tried to not panic. "I want my mom." She quietly whined.

Looking back outside the window, Kagome stared at the dark sky. The rain had stopped but clouds still hovered around the sky. It was late, and that wasn't a god thing. Pulling back her sweater sleeve, she checked her small cheap Hello Kitty watch. It was nine thirty, she'd have to be home by ten, or she'd need an escort. She hated the city rules. The bus passed by a stop, as it switched lanes picking up. Kagome continued to look out the window as she tried to see where she was, but it was horribly hard to see in the dark.

"I should ask the driver." Kagome murmured as she took hold of one of the poles that was there for support and tried to get up. But she couldn't as something suddenly grabbed onto her back pocket and yanked her back down, making her let out small yelp.

"We're on the 90." Quickly turning her head back to the voice, she noticed it was that boy. His black hood was still covering his head but he was looking towards her through his aviator sunglasses. She hated sunglass, or at least people who wore them. It was always so hard to see if the person were looking at you or through a window or maybe at you chest.

"Oh, thank you." Kagome said softly as she pushed herself back onto her seat properly. Looking up to her him, she opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out.

The boy, which she presumed was around the age of twenty, had token off his sunglass, clipping them on the collar of his hoodie. His eyes were golden. But his expression didn't look as nice as his eyes, he looked pissed off.

"You sleep with your mouth open."

Snapping her mouth back close, she kept quite as she tangled her finger together. A nervous laugh escaped her mouth. Great. Bloody great. "Would you know if this bus has past by a Denny's?' Her words shook for unexplainable reason.

"Ya." The boy then went silent again.

"Oh." She hated silence, or at least she hated it when she was sitting around someone and they weren't talking. Hearing voices always comforted her in some strange way, it reminder her of her mother's constant chatting. Deciding she should start thinking of her plan to home, she went back to thinking.

He looks familiar. That thought crossed her mind a she noticed his black hoodie from the corner of her eye. Where had see seen him?

"Uhm, excuse me?" Kagome asked softly a she looked up to him with a smile. He looked down to her, not changing his stern expression. "D—do I know you from somewhere."

"No, but I do know that you sleep with your mouth open you're left handed. You're cat got ran over by a car, you favourite colour is yellow, and you haven't cut your hair since you were a little girl, or so it seems. And also when you're nervous you tug on you right ear."

Kagome went silent as she didn't dare to blink, eyes pinned of the boy's forehead. The bus rocked back and forth almost as if trying to lull to sleep, but all it did was shake her empty head, making it throb. Her eyes flashed back to his as she pulled back her lips into a thin line, her heart beating heavily against its ribcage. "Are you stalking me?"

A strange smile was suddenly spread cross the boy's features she pulled his hand out of his deep pockets, cracking his knuckles in the process. "Why would I do that?" He asked innocently, letting his smile widen. "Don't start shitting your pants. By just looking at you I can know all those things."

Choking on her panic, Kagome let out a short nervous laugh. "I'm sorry it's just I really thought you were a stalker or something." Kagome stuttered out a she passed her finger through her messy hair giving them boy a quick glance. "H—how did you do that?"

"What?"

"You know, like guess all of those things about me. You're scary good."

Shrugging his shoulders he leaned back, his eyes looking down at her. "I don't know. I just kind of observed what you were doing and that's it."

"Can I try?"

The boys just stayed silent, his forehead creasing at Kagome's bubbling words. Why would someone trust him so damn easily? With a curt nod if his head he watched as the girl suddenly got even more excited.

"Ok, I won't be as good as you but I'll try." Kagome said, almost gushing. Straightening her back, she looked up to him, watching as he stayed immobile, almost lifeless. "Wait, you have to be normal, flowing." Kagome said as she with a gesture of her arms, making them move like a squid. "Be yourself, pretend I'm not here."

Biting down onto his tongue, the boy couldn't help but roll his eyes as he settled back into his eat, relaxing against the smooth material. He seriously should have just kept his mouth close.

He could feel her eyes, scrutinizing and examining every inch of his body. He swore he had developed a twitch in his left eye. A few minutes past, and the girl still hadn't moved her eyes. Probably fell asleep. "Are you finished?" He asked roughly a she pushed back up against the seat.

Blinking stupidly, she finally snapped back to reality. "Oh sorry. I kind of zoned out." Kagome said with a laugh. "Ya but I think I have enough information."

He didn't like this, mostly because it felt as if he had just ripped open his soul and barred it to her. He felt violated.

"You… are right handed. You wear boxers and you only have one pair of shoes." Kagome said as he pointed down to his torn sneakers.

"I have another pair actually." He said correcting her as he watched her sigh in disappointment. "But the other two are right."

Kagome's face lit up as she beamed up to him.

"But can you guess what's in my pocket?"

"A wallet?"

"Nice try," He said as he reached into the pocket of his jean, pulling out a bulky object. "But not close." In his curled finger, he held a gun. Its matte finished didn't shine, but it still looked menacing eve though it didn't seem to have come out of a 007 movie.

Kagome had already lost her breathing and the beating of her heart. She was going to pass out any second now.

"You do know what guns are made for?" He whispered softly as he leaned in close, grasping her stiff shoulder in his free arm.

Kagome stayed frozen with open mouth, gapping like a gold fish a she fought to find her breath. "G—gun's k—kill people." Her voice shook tremendously as her eyes travel down to the gun, watching as it got closer and closer to her vulnerable stomach.

"No, people kill people." He said back to her softly, a small smile crept onto his lips as he felt her quiver under his grasp. "But don't worry, you'll learn about that quickly."

Kagome didn't see it come as he threw his hand around throat, slamming her against the seat beside her. She could feel his nails dig into her flesh as he leaned down to her, forcibly pushing his elbow down onto her stomach.

His eyes sparkled as he looked down at Kagome struggle to catch her breath. "You will listen to me," He said in a whisper. "Cause if you don't, I'm going to pull this claw through your neck as if it was butter. And the only person that wills sees this is that hobo over there who can't speak. Or write." His smile suddenly disappeared as his face hardened, he did not look happy. "You have something that belongs to me, it round and pink. You found it some table in the library and swallowed it."

Kagome's heart was ready to explode as it pounded against her rib cage painfully. She seriously should have walked home. Buses were just a bunch of trouble.

She couldn't move her feet, and one of her arms were trapped underneath her body. And to top that off Kagome was ready to pass out any second if he didn't let go of her throat. From the corner of her eye, she noticed the old man still sitting on the bench across from her. He sat there, still making small gestures with his fingers as he gave her a perverted grin. He wasn't going to be any use.

"Can't we just talk like normal people?" She whispered out with her last breath, totally clueless to where that came from. And then her vision started to blur as everything fell into darkness.

Kagome could feel every soar muscle in her body as she peeled her face off the floor. She had to stop falling asleep in horrible positions. She could hear couple voice floating around her head as she blinked her eyes open. Nothing. She literally saw nothing except for a light shade of black. If that was possible. Something was blocking her eyesight or she was blind. It was hard to tell since her brain was still fogged up with her dream she had, something about TV dinner and microphone.

The voices quickly died down at she pulled her numb arm from underneath her body. It was strange. All she could hear was heavy breathing and the faint sound of a microwave baking.

Hearing nothing, Kagome slowly and discreetly brought a hand up to her head where the navy hat was. Her fingers clutched onto the fabric as she little by little pulled up the fabric, letting one eye open to the brightly lit room. The first things she saw was toes, all ten of them. Her eyes slowly the travelled up the black pant leg and up to some boy' face. He was smiling down at her.

Now she was utterly confused.

"Wh—where am I? H—how did I get here?" Kagome stuttered as she took a quick glance over her shoulder to see a black metal door. Snapping her head back up to the calm face if the boy, he simply ignored her frantic question as he kneeled down to her side.

"Why hello there beautiful, what may your name be?" The boy asked as he brushed back his black hair.

Kagome couldn't help but blush wieldy as the boy smiled to her with his warm grin and pleasant compliments. "I—I'm Kagome." She said, forgetting that she had woken up in a stranger's home with a heat over her head. And also now that she remembered, she also had been attacked on the bus. But all of her worries and memories had been washed away by this boy's smile.

"That's such a gorgeous name you have, Kagome." His smile never left his lips a he leaned in close, looking down to Kagome's nervous smile and radiating blush.

There was one thing Kagome never expect from him, was to feel his hand crawl along onto her but and firmly stay there as if it was meant to be. Kagome froze and her blush magnified. This was more than awkward.

Kagome didn't dare to move as she lost her breath, the hand stayed perfectly glued to her bottom like a sticker or thorn. In stiff movements, she looked up to the boy. His smile was still there, eyes sparkling. Her eyes were wide as they didn't even blink.

I'm I getting molested?! That was the only thing Kagome could think of as she played dead.

"For crying out loud, just leave her alone—" A gun suddenly flew past her head and straight into the perverted boy's forehead, knocking him back with a yelp of pain.

Kagome continued to play dead as her wide eyes watched the boy squirming in pain, hands clutching into his face. "What the hell was that? I think my nose I broken Inuyasha!"

"You seriously deserved that." Whipping her head back, hands still neatly placed on her lap. She saw him, the boy who was supposedly called Inuyasha. It was him. The man who said she had stolen something from him. Her heart had slipped away by now and seemed to have fallen to her stomach.

Everything the clicked into her mind, one of the men where down with a bleeding nose and the other wouldn't have to time to react if she moved. Kagome inhaled a deep and staggering breath before she shot up onto her feet, hands shaking at her sides.

"Sit back down and pull that hat back over your damn eyes." Inuyasha said as she lazily pointed to the floor with his finger.

He didn't have anything to threaten her with, but he didn't seem too phased by this.

Without a goodbye wave or salute, Kagome sprinted for the door as her hands quickly went to work, unlocking all of the dozen of the locks that ornament the door, making twists and turns. But she didn't hear any hurried footsteps or screams to her to stop.

Taking in a slow breath of air, Kagome looked over her shoulder. She wasn't sure why she did so. She should have just busted out that door like Wonder Woman, but her mind froze for that couple of seconds.

"Didn't I tell you to sit your ass down?" She was surprised to hear Inuyasha's voice blow into her ear. The hot ail tickled her skin as her breath hitched. She was this close of being out of the door and screaming for her life. But his sudden words just made her freeze. Whatever she had done, must if have been bad if this had kidnapped her., She was probably going to be battened and fed to the dogs. Kagome could already see her mother shaking her head at her funeral, saying "I told her the city was too biog of her, she should have stayed home and become a nurse."

But it was much too late to become a nurse now. Much too late.

She hadn't expected it as he suddenly wrapped a white telephone wire around her open neck without any warning and pulled back. Her legs tangled as he fell to the wood floor, telephone cord wrapped around her neck, keeping her head off the ground. Kagome felt the blood rushed to her head the cord tightened. Her hands quickly went up to her neck a she tried to pull it off, but it was useless as he tugged at the cord. He dragged her fighting body across the floor, pulling her up to the open kitchen.

Her legs kicked and thrashed around as she choked on her last breath. It was a deadly game she was playing. Inuyasha finally stopped as he took hold of her arm pulling her up and onto a metal kitchen chair. He quickly took the rest of the telephone cord, wrapping around her shaking shoulders and chest, before pulling out the duct tape. The metallic tap was then wrapped around her thighs and underneath the chair and back over the legs, tapping her to the chair. She was stuck to the seat, almost like glue.

"I told you to sit didn't I?" Inuyasha's voice was teasing as he bent down to her face, letting a fang slip from behind his curled lip. "But you didn't listen, you decided to be your own hero and make a run for it." Kagome kept her head low, letting her chin rest against her chest, trying to keep her tears to herself. Slipping his finger under he chin, he pulled her face up to the florescent lights from above, taking a look at her tears stained cheeks. "But you're too slow."

"I'll give you anything, just leave me, please." Kagome pleaded as she swallowed a hiccup.

"Isn't that sweet, you think you can pay me back with your junk that I don't even want? We'll your damn wrong bitch."

Wincing at the name, Kagome looked up to him with her blurry vision. White hair was tucked away in his black hood, but it could be barely seen. "I'll buy you another bubblegum, even two if you want to."

"That wasn't fucking bubblegum you swallowed! That thing in you damn stomach is the one thing that could save all of—"

Inuyasha was abruptly interrupted as the other boy from before peeled his face away from his now bloody hands. "She ate the Shikon!" The boy screamed.

Growling Inuyasha pulled back as he dug his hands deep into his pant's pocket. "She swallowed it whole, probably still intact in her stomach." Inuyasha replied calmly. "Don't sweat about Miroku."

Miroku, or a least that's what Inuyasha called him, fell onto his hand and knees as he stiffly crawled across the ground towards her. "Pleas tell me this is some sick joke." His voice was almost too soft to be heard. As he made his way to her side, his fingers were almost shaking as he wrenched her mouth open with his hand and look down her throat. "How the hell could that thing of gone down her throat, it's so dark and small."

Kagome was trying her bets to not swallow her tongue as Miroku continued to examine the content of her mouth. But her mind was still working on what he had said a few minuets ago. The Shikon. Was that what the bubblegum was called?

"Oh god, I can't believe this, we finally get it and it's down some girl stomach, this is just sick, sick!" Miroku continued to mourn as he kept an eye down the girl's throat.

"I'm calling Sango." Inuyasha said lazily as she pulled out a small cellular phone from his pocket and punched in some numbers before pressing it against his ear.

Kagome was trying her best to speak, but I was damn difficult with the boy's finger down her throat. "What happens if her stomach acid breaks apart the jewel?" Miroku asked as he pulled back, letting Kagome free from his groping hands.

"Am I going to die?" Kagome asked barely in a whisper.

Miroku just shook his head as he gave her a short smile. "No, no—maybe, I'm not sure actually." He said with a shrug.

"So I'm going to die?" Kagome asked again nervously.

"I don't know, maybe, maybe not. You might just get some crazy powers or some spike might come out your back, depends on you zodiac sign." Miroku said sighing as she pulled out a chair from underneath the table. "What is your zodiac?"

"I—I'm the tiger."

"Oh." Miroku said with a soft sigh, he looked down to his bloody hands.

"What? Is that bad?"

"I actually don't know." Miroku said truthfully as he reached up to his nose, touching it slightly. "I have much better knowledge in guns than zodiac signs."

"B—but are you going to kill me?"

"No." Miroku said reassuringly. "Well I hop not, that would horrible wouldn't it? Your juts some innocent girl, reading a book in the library and then you found this object rolling around and decided to swallow it—why did you swallow it?" Miroku said totally confused as he leaned in.

"I thought it was a bubblegum and by accident I swallowed it." Kagome said timidly as he pulled her head up slightly, her heart was till beating uncontrollably and her shoulder were still shaking. She was more than just confused. One of her kidnappers was talking to her as they were having a Sunday morning chat over a cup of tea.

"I'm really sorry, I don't know what made me do that! I guess I was still sad that my cat died and I was probably all confused and my mind was blurry." Kagome said gushing out excuses, trying to save herself from death.

"It's fine, I did some crazy stuff this morning also, like by accident I ate hamster food thinking it was corn." Miroku said with a laugh as he sat onto the kitchen chair. "Such a crazy morning."

"Sango, come over here, Miroku is eating hamster food and some girl swallowed the jewel." Inuyasha said into his phone as he slapped his friend head with the back of his head.

Why can't life be normal?