All At Once: Chapter 2

Summary: Overcoming the loss of the ones she loves, rape, and an unexpected pregnancy finds Kagome just barely holding on. Will Inuyasha be there for her? Or someone completely unexpected? Or will she be alone to watch her world start to crumble all at once?

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'Thought'

Flashback

"Talking"

A/N: The first part of this chapter contains rape, if you do not wish to read this then please skip down to where it reads, in bold, Start Here. It isn't going to be very graphic, well that really isn't the right word, but I hope you get what I mean.

Fear. Kagome was being held hostage from fear. Fear was coursing through her body like a drug, and it was deadening her limbs. However, her mind was running a mile a minute, but none of these thoughts seemed to convert themselves into action. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't will her body to move. She could only succumb to the strange man dragging her across the floor.

Not only was she in fear of her life, but also those of her family. Her heart ached to see them, to know they were okay. Tears were streaming down Kagome's face, some colliding with the floor.

'Is this it? Are these going to be my last moment's alive?'

Kagome felt the man drag her into what she knew to be her room. She didn't allow herself to think past what was happening. She didn't want to know what this man planned to do with her, or what he had already done to her family. If her life was to end soon, at this man's doing, she wanted to remember how happy her life had been up until this instant. Images of her family and friends entered her mind and allowed a momentary escape.

Her thoughts were shattered once she heard the man chuckle, as if he were hitting the jackpot. Kagome's body suddenly revolted from the man's abrasive touch. Her legs found ground and she quickly tried to run but she was brought harshly to the ground as his hand wrapped around her ankle. Knees and elbows banged against the hardwood floor, promising a bruise. Kagome was dragged across the floor and pinned there with his body. The intruder straddled Kagome's petite form to ensure she wasn't able to attempt to escape again. Her assailant said something but Kagome didn't even try to listen; she wanted to be as far away from this place as possible. Greedy hands tore away at delicate clothing, and groped her body mercilessly. Her tiny hands tried to cover her now exposed body. Panic swept through Kagome's body, and she bucked against the weight holding her down. This riled the man, and he began his assault with more fervor.

Kagome begged him to stop, her voice chanting her pleas. Her desperation hit a high and she screamed out in fear. A hand muffled her mouth and the other stung her cheek. Energy was slowly depleting from the young girl, and her will to live was evaporating. Attempt after attempt to rid her of this man only brought harsher punishment. He grabbed her so ruthlessly that previous aches were forgotten as new ones sprouted. A body can only take so much abuse before it shuts down completely, and Kagome feared she was almost at her peak.

Sobs racked her body as she tried to tune out the horrible situation around her. Kagome tried one last time to rid herself of this horror and was able to slap him on the cheek. Her moment of accomplishment slowly shattered as he struck her in the face. Her vision spiraled and was blotted with black spots.

Then she felt it, the searing pain of his sudden entrance. He was stealing something so valuable to her she wasn't able to contain her sorrow. She started to cry harder, the pain almost unbearable. Cracks were forming on her heart. Mere seconds turned into hours and Kagome felt as though this torture would never end. Numbness swathed her body to the point where she could no longer feel his crushing weight, or his stagnant breath on her face. Kagome embraced the lack of sensation; she was in a world her own.

This man had to bring her crashing back to reality with his slowly increasing pants. He had to destroy ever bit of life in her. Kagome knew what was coming next; her sensitive body could feel it. His hands gripped Kagome's hips, and his teeth ground together. The stranger's moan was drowned out underneath Kagome's last and final cry of sadness. And then she broke.

Unconsciousness found Kagome, and she welcomed it.

Start Here

When Kagome woke up, three days later, she felt as though a car had hit her. At first she couldn't remember where she was, or how she got there. Her vision was blurry and her body ached. Then the dreaded memories, the horror the man put her through, were brought back to her all at once. Her head pounded with such tremors she was forced to lay back down. Tears fell down the side of her face as she mourned.

Kagome's sense of smell spiked as if it had suddenly just turned on. The metallic smell of blood wafted into her nostrils and stung. She quickly checked her body over for injuries. After not finding anything serious, she began to think the worst. If the blood hadn't come from any injuries from her, whom did it belong to? She knew she would have to leave her room eventually. Trying to stay positive was tough, but she balled her fists and stood.

Sunbursts exploded in front of her eyes, making her stumble clumsily. She stabilized herself and timidly took a step. Once more she almost fell, but this time wasn't her own doing. Confused, Kagome looked down to see what she had almost tripped over. There lied the intruder. Kagome noticed a large gash on his head and a bloody textbook on the floor. Kagome began to tear up as she noticed that the intruder's body was covering up her Jii-chan. The pieces slowly fell together. Even though she was not able to see much last night Kagome knew that her Jii-Chan was not in the room when she was raped. He must have heard her scream and come to her. She knew that her Jii-Chan was not among the living, his color gave him away.

Kagome looked closer at the intruder and thought him to be dead. She confirmed her theory when she went over and checked his pulse. She gagged and sighed at the same time. This was a long way from being over. She silently walked around the two bodies and went to call the police. After that was done she walked around the house. The morning sun lighted her way. Kagome noticed that all the rooms in the house so far were empty, including Soutas'. There was only one room left to check: her mothers. Her hand wavered over the knob and once against she found she had to fight herself. She gathered up all of her courage and turned the knob.

The sun had been so helpful to Kagome while she searched the house, but now she wished that it was a bulb that just burnt out. For it revealed to Kagome that her mother had been no less than slaughtered. Kagome shut the door and collapsed into an exhausted heap onto the floor. Her breaths came shallow and she once again invited the black abyss.

Kagome woke up and found herself in a hospital. She groaned and immediately a nurse was by her side. Kagome tried to sit up but the nurse pushed her down saying she needed to rest. Frustrated, Kagome shut her eyes. The smells of the hospital grated against her senses. Everything was heightened; the IV embedded in her skin, the beeping that represented her life, the muffled shuffling of feet.

"How long have I been here?" Kagome asked, thinking about Inuyasha and how he would worry. The nurse said a little less than four days.

'Four days! Altogether that's a little less than a week. Oh Inuyasha, please don't come over here. That is the last thing I need.'

She shut her eyes, but realized her mistake when the events of the past couple of days flashed in her mind. She cried out and began to sob. The nurse began to work right away by trying to calm Kagome with soothing words. Kagome only began to cry harder, the nurse reminding her of her mother when she got sick. The emotional stress was wearing Kagome thin. She cried herself to sleep.

When Kagome woke up Souta was at her side, sleeping on a lumpy chair. The first thing Kagome noticed were his puffy eyes, a sure sign that he had been crying just as much as she had. She sniffled and sat up as best she could. The bruising on her arms caught her attention. This made her wonder what other damage the nameless man had caused, besides tearing her world apart. Sighing, Kagome looked towards Souta and was relieved to find no injuries. A nurse soon entered her room with a tray of what appeared to be food. Kagome gulped it down reluctantly and asked the nurse what was going on.

It was a struggle for Kagome to hear someone else confirm that she had been raped. The nurse continued and informed Kagome that they were keeping her for medical evaluation and testing. She said Kagome had a bruised bone where the man had kicked her leg, otherwise the bruises and scratches would heal. Kagome was alarmed when the nurse said they were running tests on her. The thought of catching an STD was the least of her worries, but it still was a worry. Seeing Kagome's concern, the nurse placed a slightly wrinkled hand on Kagome's. This silent act of kindness spoke pages to Kagome. It brought a smile, albeit small, to her otherwise stoic face.

Souta groaned in his seat and re-arranged himself in the chair. He rolled his neck out of discomfort. It wasn't soon until he opened an eye. A groan escaped his lips as his tiny fist rubbed his other eye. Noticing his sister was awake as well made Souta sit up. They stared into each other's eyes for a moment before Souta rushed at his sister. Her arms wrapped instinctively around her younger sibling. They tightened as the grief once more returned. Together they mourned their loss and together they shared their pain. After it seemed that they could cry no more Souta withdrew.

He sat down on the chair next to her hospital bed. The skin around his fingernails seemed suddenly important to Souta. It was minutes later before he questioned his sister.

"Kagome, what now? What are we going to do now?"

Kagome wiped away the unshed tears in her eyes before looking at Souta. Hundreds of questions were born from his one. The thought boggled Kagome and she could only shake her head and say, "I don't know, Souta."

I pushed myself a little to get this chapter up. I hope you enjoy it. Please inform me of any mistakes my story may have. I also love any sort of review. You could write one word and I would be head over heels. Please? Thanks. :D -mel