Inu/Kag. In a time and place where wars have ceased leaving destruction in it's path, but rivalry continues, will one man's strength and spirit be enough to save a girl from the merciless jaws of depression, drugs and even death. Rated M for language, adult themes and suggestive themes.
Disclaimer: I own nothing about Inuyasha.
AN: Hey, here's the new revised chapter 2! I went to gold coast's big day out yesterday, it was so amazing! I've never been to a music festival before, so it was twice the fun haha. I heard so much great music I didn't really know before I went, and saw a few bands I had already seen again – Muse. If you haven't already, you guys should check out a band called The Temper Trap. They were great live performers Anyways, enjoy this chapter!
The Problematic
Chapter Two
Killing In The Name Of
Kagome was release from hospital a week later. She had a week to think about her actions, a week away from drugs. The week wasn't nearly as hard as she anticipated. She didn't need the drugs pulling her down. All she needed was her family, Sango, Kohaku and Shippou. And Kagome had them to lean on and support her in every way.
That night in the hospital, two weeks ago, Kagome had heard everything Sango, Kohaku and Shippou said. She heard all their concerns about her and her health, making her feel guiltier than ever knowing the people she loved were suffering because of her selfish actions. The overdose was a wake up call. All Kagome wanted was a release from everything. Death seemed like the easy option, it seemed like the only option to escape. But it wasn't the right choice, and she knew it.
"…I don't want to die." She whispered, while looking at her reflection in the mirror. I will change for them, she thought to herself. …I have too.
Quitting drugs completely would be a struggle. Drugs allowed her to escape all the agony surrounding her pitiful life. They had been her saviour, her hope and her happiness since the age of 13. Ever since her family had been murdered. Reiko and Asuka were both loving parents, who had been fighting for freedom and peace ever since the civil wars erupted.
One unfortunate day they attended the first ever trial in court prosecuting a Tanikor gang member. It was to be an historical day for Kyoto because it was the trial of Tai Janusian, the first Tanikor member to be caught by the government. The evidence against Janusian was overwhelming, and everybody knew the case would result in him being executed. But fate works in twisted ways. In a matter of minutes from the trials beginning, countless Tanikor gang members raided the court's building and held everyone inside hostage. And before the cops arrived at the court, all hostages were shot dead.
It only fuelled the war to result in a drastic and bloody outcome.
Kagome did have a brother though, Souta. They had stuck together, being closer than any brother and sister could possibly be. After a year of living alone, their street was bombed. All their possessions, memories, money and life went up in flames. There were only seven known survivors to that attack, Souta not included. Her home was destroyed, making it nearly impossible for anyone to have survived. Although his body was never found, police declared Souta Higurashi dead. Kagome was left alone, again. She was left to live her life alone on the dangerous streets at the age of twelve.
She had never been able to recover from all the events that occurred in her childhood. But she would eventually heal.
Tonight the group were going out to The Dome, a bar in the heart of Kyoto's city. The Dome always had great atmosphere. It was a low-class club, but still managed to maintain it's a peaceful environment. They always had great live music from locals, and open mike nights that Kagome would occasionally play at. She loved the music had the ability to allow strangers to connect each other. It had the ability to give each other strength, hope and enjoyment. That's why she performed every once in a while. Writing music was her release of emotions, but performing music gave her an electrifying connection with other people that have suffered just as she has.
The door to Sango and Kagome's quaint apartment opened. They both lived in a small two bedroom apartment. It was only a few blocks away from Kyoto's foster centre, where Kohaku and Shippou lived. They had the whole second floor of the old building they lived in. It was a beautiful building, with high ceilings and open rooms. There was a large balcony facing the street that extended from their living room.
Sango walked inside, waving happily at Kagome.
"Man, I'm so excited to see you perform tonight Kagome!" She squealed. Sango felt at ease listening to the music Kagome sang. It was music and lyrics that Sango could relate too and knew the meaning of.
Kagome laughed lightly, beckoning her to come to the mirror. "You need a makeover my friend," pointing at the bland jean shorts and black t-shirt Sango was wearing. "I don't even know where to start Sango…you may be a lost cause." She pointed out, shaking her head in disapproval. A grin slid on Kagome's face as Sango face formed a frown.
Sango feigned anger as she stomped over to Kagome, a pout playing on her lips. "Where is the love Kagome? Honestly."
After a further half hour, both girls were finally ready to leave. Kagome met Sango at the door wearing a white strapless handkerchief dress, reaching just above her knees, with thick black tights underneath. Long and wavy midnight stands of hair cascaded down her back, while straight brown hair flowed from Sango's head all the way to her mid-back. She greeted Kagome wearing her usual black skinny jeans and a fancy purple lace top. Both nodded in approval at each other's outfits.
"You look beautiful Sango, as usual," Kagome stated, smiling at the radiant girl standing before her.
"As do you, Kagome. You also look ready to blow some people's minds," Sango laughed, grabbing Kagome's hand to lead her out of their apartment.
Appropriate clothing, like Sango's, was necessary when riding a motorcycle. Nevertheless, Kagome took great incentive (one well calculated risk she liked to think) when deciding to wear a dress. They both mounted their respective sleek black motorcycles, slipped on a leather jacket and began riding to their destination, The Dome.
"Eugh! This bar is disgusting!" Kouga sneered, looking around at the dingy club. It had dim lighting, and to the right, tables and booths where groups of people were sitting at.
Three other men walked up behind him, observing the place. The Dome was a low-class venue indeed. The floor was sticky with god knows what stained into the carpet. A rather disturbing smell drifted throughout the club.
Once he observed the bar, Sesshomaru simply rolled his eyes. It wasn't like Sesshomaru to been seen in a place like this.
"Honestly, Kouga, what did you expect? This is where Kenisha hangs at; therefore it's bound to be dodgy. I know you haven't been an agent for that long, but come on," Inuyasha pointed out, smirking at his long haired friend. Kouga retaliated by punching him in the arm.
"Don't get all smart-ass with me Takashi!" Kouga retorted.
Inuyasha rolled his eyes, as the group found a table and sat down. Kouga was right, the place was dirty and small, but despite that it still seemed to maintain an ambiance of sorts. Just a general clean up to the place, and Inuyasha might have considered returning for non-business purposes. Miroku strolled over to the bar to buy drinks for everyone; after all it was bound to be a long night. The director had them under strict instructions for tonight. They were only to observe Jacole Kenisha for now, as they continued to gather information and evidence against him.
Somehow, Inuyasha had a nagging feeling that tonight they would do more than observing. A lot more.
"Okay, I think I'll start of with I'm So Sick and then play a few more old songs. What do you think Sango?" Kagome asked, looking around at Sango.
It was just minutes before Kagome would go on stage. Nervousness and excitement was eating away at Kagome. After some last minute changes to her guitar and set list, a young man appeared to tell them Kagome was up. It was finally her time to perform.
Blinding lights hit Kagome as she walked on stage. After her eyes adjusted to the light, she noticed the amount of people crammed in the bar to watch her and the other open mike performer's play. She was a regular performer on open mike night; so many people had watched her perform before. It was incredible. There wasn't normally this many people in the crowd due to The Dome's small size. Tonight, night she looked out to at least 50 smiling faces.
Kagome spirit lifted as she walked over to the microphone, her guitar slung over her shoulder.
"Good evening, thanks for showing up tonight guys. I am Kagome!" Kagome yelled to the smiling crowd in front of her. Some people in the crowd yelled and whistled in response. Seeing Shippou stand in the front of the crowd whistling, she winked at him.
What an audience. Kagome scanned the crowd, smiling at every face she saw, when her eyes met a pair of enrapturing golden eyes. Kagome's breath caught in her throat. Oh my… Her eyes travelled across the person's face, but he suddenly disappeared. She blinked a few times, wondering if her eyes had misled her. What the hell was that? She thought. Shaking herself off, she returned to introducing herself.
"One, two, three, four," She whispered into the microphone.
Suddenly the lights glowed and her guitar came to life. Kagome decided to play an acoustic set tonight. With just her voice and the acoustic guitar, the songs sounded significantly more emotional and heart wrenching.
"I will break into your thoughts,
With what's written on my heart,
I will break,
Break"
Kagome began delivering the chorus lyrics with immense emotion.
"I'm so sick,
Infected with where I live
Let me live without this
Empty bliss,
Selfishness
I'm so sick
I'm so sick,"
Sango pushed past the crowd to reach the front where Shippou was standing. She smiled brightly up at her best friend. Kagome had an amazing talent. She had the ability to pour her feelings, experiences and emotions into music that became so powerful.
"If you want more of this
We can push out, sell out, die out
So you'll shut up
And stay sleeping
With my screaming in your itching ears"
The audience had a buzzing energy around them. They seemed to recognise the song from the countless other nights she had played and some people were singing along with her. This defiantly makes everything worth it, Kagome thought.
"I'm so sick,
Infected with where I live
Let me live without this
Empty bliss,
Selfishness
I'm so sick
I'm so sick"
"Hear it, I'm screaming it
You're heeding to it now,"
She screamed the words out; her head nodding with the beat of the guitar.
"Hear it! I'm screaming it!
You tremble at this sound"
Her voice… Inuyasha was mesmerized as he started at her form, belting out lyrics from the stage. She sung with so much pure emotion. She had an entrapping stage presence, leaving Inuyasha wanting to see more of her. …. Amazing.
"You sink into my clothes
And this invasion
Makes me feel
Worthless, hopeless, sick,"
Miroku sat down next to him, only just noticing a new singer on stage. Slowly a smile came over his face, the singer was great. She had so much energy. Silently he gave approval, while slightly nodding his head to the beat.
"I'm so sick,
Infected with where I live
Let me live without this
Empty bliss,
Selfishness
I'm so sick
I'm so sick"
Both men didn't notice as their target slyly entered the club. Fortunately for them, Sesshomaru and Kouga stood only meters away and noticed his entry. Jacole Kenisha pulled out a stool at the bar, with his grimy hands, and sat down. His ears spiked hearing a woman singing. What's this? Jacole thought. He turned to the stage, seedily eying the girl on stage. A dirty smirk rose upon his face. Oh Yes, I will have her.
"I'm so sick
Infected with where I live
Let me live without this
Empty bliss, selfishness
I'm so
I'm so sick
I'm so
I'm so sick"
Kagome stumbled off stage, physically drained but emotionally alive. Before her had been at least 50 kids, singing along to her songs. She was amazed to say the least. It was the greatest reward to see people enjoying your music and having them look up to your every move on stage.
"How do you guy's reckon I went out there?" Kagome asked a smile firmly stuck on her face, as she noticed Sango, Kohaku and Shippou come through the backstage door to greet her.
"You were amazing!" Sango shrieked happily. Kagome peered at them while wiping the huge layer sweat off her face. Tonight had been extremely fun. This was the kind of night Kagome needed to lift her spirits. She rounded all her friends up into a group hug, holding all of them closely.
"I love you guys." I hope you know that, Kagome said.
"And we love you too!" Juan stated, laughing lightly.
Kohaku smirked, asking "Anyone up for a drink…or two?"
"Man, you ain't even legal yet. Don't be getting any ideas," Kagome replied. "But I, on the other hand, am most certainly keen for a drink." They all laughed, walking out of the backstage room.
Kagome was laughing along with them when she suddenly fell. Looking around she noticed there was nothing on the ground, only the usual carpet. Nothing she could have possibly tripped on. From the ground she looked up at her friends, weak and confused.
"What was that?" Sango turned to her and asked, obviously concerned. She grabbed Kagome's hand and gently pulled her up off the ground.
Kagome began feeling faint and sweaty again. But, not wanting to alarm Sango, she waved the feelings off.
"I'm so clumsy, I tripped over my own feet." She replied, laughing weakly to reassure them.
Sango peered at her disbelievingly, but shook it off and continued to walk out with the others. She beckoned Kagome to follow.
"I'll meet you guys out there. I need to go to the bathroom, okay?" Kagome said, coughing lightly.
"Okay, see you out there," and with that the other three opened the door and walked back into the bar.
Kagome watched them leave, then quickly turned around and ran to the bathroom. Stumbling through the hallway, her coughing began to turn frantic. She didn't stop until she reached the bathroom.
The coughs were painful, scratching at Kagome's throat. But she couldn't stop. Kagome suddenly began to convulse. Her whole body began trembling. She fell to the bathroom floor, her hands clenching her head. The pain from each cough vibrating stabbing pains into her head. The convulses slowly eased away, and Kagome began to breathe steadily again. After a few minutes, she began feeling slight better. Kagome picked herself up and looked at herself in the mirror. Her eyes widened in shock. Blood. There was blood. It was dripping from her mouth. She had coughed up blood. What the hell is happening to me?
Kagome had abused her body for too long. The drugs, the alcohol, the depression. Therefore something was bound to happen. Maybe it was God's way of saying that life is precious; do not abuse it because others are dying to live. Or something along those lines. Kagome had been through periods in her life when all she wanted to do was die. She had been alone for years, living on the streets. She got in with the wrong crowd then, subsequently hooked on drugs. But she would never have the strength or will to kill her herself. Now all her previous death wishes were returning to haunt her.
Oh God, can someone save me? Please…Will anyone save me? She pleaded, dull pain overwhelming her.
She lifted her head to the roof, looking blankly above. "…Please. Help me."
Sango, who was sitting at the table with the guys, was staring vigilantly at the backstage door. Kagome was taking an awfully long time. Just as she mentally decided she would venture to see if she was all right, Kagome appeared through the door. A wave of relief passed through Sango. It wasn't that she didn't trust Kagome with herself; she was just worried for her. Sango was like Kagome's big sister, and she felt the need to watch over her and protect her. Although, recently she was beginning to fail her responsibilities. Each day Kagome was becoming more lost to the world, and to the people who cared for her.
Kagome searched around for her friends when she noticed a flash of silver. Silver? That's weird… she thought. Once again, she blinked a couple of times, wondering if her eyes had deceived her. Kagome searched around, but no trace of silver could be seen. She could, however, see someone waving at her, and peering closely she saw it was Sango. Smiling weakly, she made her way to their table.
As Kagome approached, Sango took her hand and cautiously asked, "Are you alright Kagome? You took a while in there." Concern plastered over her face.
She smiled weakly, "Don't worry so much Sango, I'm perfectly fine." Kagome reassured, whilst taking as seat besides her.
A few tables away, Inuyasha and the others sat quietly. It had been at least 2 hours since they had arrived at the club. The majority of the time was spent watching Jacole Kenisha, their target. Although The Director had given them specific orders, not to touch Jacole tonight, all Inuyasha wanted to do was to punch that bastard's lights out. Jacole was fooling around with a young, highly drunk girl, who was obviously too gone to realise she was being taken advantage of. He shook his head; she looks barely 18 he thought. It was disgusting. Jacole, a late thirty year old man, resorted to raping and killing women for pleasure. Fucking disgusting. None of his victims had ever spoken up about their attacks because he had never left one alive. Besides, there wasn't any government or police to listen and help these women anyway. They all would gain extreme satisfaction when taking him into the Civil Liberty headquarters and finding a suitable punishment for him.
"I might get going guys," Kagome said, smiling at the two young boys.
They were obvious tipsy as they got up to hug her. Luckily Sango had left earlier, if she had seen Kohaku drinking she would have kicked his ass. Literally. Fortunately for Kohaku, Sango had to leave earlier because she was a part of their foster home's charity event being held tomorrow. The Kyoto Foster Home was struggling to run because the funds they received were extremely limited. It was sick that the country spent millions of dollars on weapons and overpaid members of government, while only a measly few thousand dollars were given to child services.
But that was life, in Kyoto at least. She hugged both boys and warned them to stay out of trouble before strolling out the bars backdoor. What a night, she sighed stepping out into the alley way behind The Dome.
He had been watching her all night. Thinking of how we would take her. He watched her from the corner of his eye. It was the beauty that had sung on stage earlier in the night. She walked gracefully in her white dress out the bars backdoor. Roughly shoving the drunken girl off him, he made his way to the backdoor. Ignoring the girl's complaints, he kept walking. His eyes filled with desire. Oh, this will be fun.
Sesshomaru tapped the table quietly, catching each boy's attention. "He's on the move," he stated pointing to the drunken man walking out the door. Inuyasha frowned watching him leave, where is he going? They waited a few minutes before following Jacole Kenisha outside.
Kagome had finally found her motorcycle through the overwhelming darkness around her. As she mounted her bike, tumbling footsteps could be heard approaching her. She thought nothing of it until a large mans arm suddenly clawed at her through the darkness. Fear rose in her chest and she quickly stumbled attempting to find her motorcycle keys. But, unfortunately for her, the man was faster and grabbed and shoulders, throwing her on the ground.
Jacole stepped out from the shadows.
"Bitch! Where the fuck do you think your going?" Jacole screamed down at her. Sneering, he pulled his leg back to kick her in the stomach, but Kagome rapidly rolled away from him and sprung up. Anger boiled in his blood when his foot lash out at thin air, and with that he charged towards her.
Kagome had previously taken self-defence classes as a child in the Kyoto Foster Home, all residents of the home did. With civil wars and street gangsters, everyone needed protection, especially young girls. But everything she learnt was suddenly hazy as fear conquered her brain. So, what did she do? Grabbed the nearest item and forcefully threw it at her attacker. A silver trash can lid was suddenly hurled at Jacole, knocking into both his legs. A scream of pain was heard within seconds. Kagome turned and ran to the other end of the alley that resided behind the club. Her pace slowed when she realised it was a dead end. The only thing present was a big fat brick wall. Slowing turning around she suddenly screamed.
Why can't he just give up! Kagome's mind screamed as she saw the man limping toward her. And did he look angry. Her fear heightened when she realised she was trapped. What were her options? Running, as fast as she could, past him could work. He wouldn't know what hit him. Although, he could just fling his arm out and I would fall right on my face. That concern didn't stop Kagome as she ran, full blast, towards Jacole. Jacole noticed this, smirking when he stuck out his leg. Kagome was too busy watching his arms, and as result fell face flat on the ground.
Jacole laughed bitterly while stepping hard on her back to prevent her from moving. "Did you really think you could get away bitch?" He sneered. Balling his hand he punched her square in the face so fast, Kagome had no time to move or block his attack. She screamed in pain, not before the sound of breaking bones sounded in the small alleyway. Jacole moved his other leg and kicked her ribs, as she lay rigid on the ground. Another loud shriek was heard.
"Fuck you!" She screamed while struggling to get up. Blood seemed to be everywhere, her dress was white no more.
"Yes, you will fuck me you little slut!" He retorted, pulling her up by the back of her dirty dress. Kagome looked her attacker square in the eye, fear and rage whirling in her eyes, before being punched unconscious.
"That'll teach her." He grunted to himself. Jacole slowly unzipped his pants, slightly fumbling with the zipper.
"Didn't your mama ever teach you not to swear at a woman? You should have your mouth washed out." A husky voice emerged from the darkness. Jacole looked up, straining to see through the light, only to see a flash of silver before a large fist connected with his jaw. With that, Jacole Kenisha fell to the ground unconscious.
Credits: 'I'm so sick" by Flyleaf – great song!
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