It's in the Eye's

I'm Not Incapable

Emotions

Emotions are a difficult thing to posess. When everyone's feeling different things at the same time, nobody knows how to react to anything, especially when your bodies are clouded by this multitude of feelings; anger, joy, lust, sorrow, how do you know what to feel and when to feel it? Who's to say that you can't be happy just because others are sad? Why can't you be angry just because others are feeling joy? Are we destined to be at each other's throats forever; feining likeness, when really we just want everyone who doesn't think like us to bow down and submit to our will?

"Well he didn't seem all that dangerous to me." Kagome pouted, crossing her arms and glaring out the window. "He seemed perfectly harmless; albeit a little mysterious with his condition, but like any other guy."

She could almost hear Hojo rolling his eyes. "Things arn't always as they appear, Kagome. Patients in a mental ward are there for a reason; ever think of that?"

"Of course!" Kagome growled, turning to face Hojo, who refused to take his gaze off the road. "But that doesn't change the fact that they're human beings; just like us! It's wrong to cut them off from human contact like that; dispicable, really!"

Glaring at him seemed to do no good, so with a huff, the teenager faced the window again.

She heard Hojo sigh. "Kagome, your still not getting it. The people in that psychiactric ward are there because they've hurt themselves or someone else."

That gave her pause. Hojo had seemed so endearing, and she had a fealing he'd have been real smart if he could talk. He hadn't seemed at all like someone capable of hurting her.

"I don't care." She muttered.

Another masculine sigh and a repremanding tone, "We've got another shift tomorrow, Kagome, and you will not talk to the patients again."

Kagome's back went stiff. Was he seriously? Did he honestly think he could? She turned to face him. "Hojo, pull over."

"What?" He glanced at her

whats she going on about now silly girl

and her body filled with shocked bemusement at the eye contact.

"I said," She monotoned, "Pull over."

A glance out the window told her that they were three blocks from her house.

"Kagome, you must be joking, we're almost there."

"No! I said to pull over!"

"Kagome!" Hojo's gaze whipped to hers,

what the hecks going on

filling her mind with astonished concern. "Kagome, it's Alright-"

"No! It's not alright! Just pull the car over, Hojo! Pull it over now!"

"Alright!" Hojo yelled, "Alright, fine!" He carefully parked the car on the curb of the sidewalk and Kagome jumped out of the car and slammed the door. Hojo made a sound between a sound of alarm and jumped out after her.

"Kagome, where are you-"

Kagome turned around and glared at him

was she always so scary

sending a visible shiver through his torso. "You do not get to tell me what to do, do you hear me?" He nodded. "I am not your property to use and dispose of as you wish. I am my own woman, you got that? I decide what I do. I decide what I don't do. You have absolutely no power over me."

Hojo took a step back and met her eyes

shes like a kitten frightened into attack

"Alright, Kagome." He told her. "Alright. I've got no power and you decide."

Kagome nodded, making a sound of satisfaction and started walking again.

"Kagome, where are you going?"

"If you think I'm getting back in that car with you any time today, you are sadly mistaken, bub." Kagome muttered. To him, she called back, "Let me know what time our shift starts tomorrow!"

The next day, Kagome and Hojo were split up, much to Hojo's fury. He was put back in the visitations wing, whilst Kagome was led to the Group Theropy room by Kagura, who looked back at Kagome more than once with something kin to blood lust, that fresh meat, thought hanging in the air like a cloak.

Kagura stopped infront of the pale green door marked for the theropy, and tapped the title plate with a long red nail. "In here, girl, your to do as told. Respect Dr. Byakuya because he knows what he's doing, and you, girl, don't."

Kagome blushed under the older girls gaze, "I'll be on my best behavior, I swear."

Kagura scoffed, but opened the door and stuck her head in, "Dr, your newest is here." She gave Kagome one last once over

fresh meat

before dragging the door open all the way and pushing Kagome in. "Have fun."

Kagome stumbled and braced a hand on the wall to look around. The walls were an off white, like they had been cleaned one to many times. A dark wooden desk sat in the far corner of the room, impecibly clean with a placert that said, "We are all friends, here." in bold letters. A grand piano of simmilar color sat in the oposite corner, closest to the wall, looking for all the world like a speck of dust wouldn't dare land on something so magnificent. The floors were a deep blue carpet, on which sat five plastic chairs, a happy-go-lucky smiley face on the back of each, in a circle. The head of the circle was a black leather computer chair with a yellow smiley face stitched into the right top corner.

In the chair sat who Kagome supposed was Dr. Byakuya himself. He was a tall, skinny man, with long black hair tied into a plait down his back, happy, cat-eyed glasses perched on the rim of his narrow nose as he gazed at Kagome with a sweet smile.

"Kagome, I presume?"

She nodded tentatively.

"Great!" Byakuya stretched his arms out wid. "We've been waiting for you, common, friends, introduce yourselves!"

Kagome fallowed the trail of people around the chairs. Four people; five chairs. The first chair was occupied by a woman around Kagome's age, long brown hair pulled to the top of her head in a tight poney tail, her face set in a determined, albeit kind smile as she looked on Kagome. She raised her hand. "I'm Sango. Nice to meet you."

Next to her sat a short boy with a bob of red hair, tied in a bun by a poofy pink ribbon. His green eyes smiled up at her mischieviously from his face still dimpled with baby fat. "I'm Shippou!"

On the other side of the circle there sat a tall boy, around her age, hunched over at the shoulders. He seemed to be slightly overweight and turning a pale green with illness. "J-Jininji."

Beside him sat what seemed to her to be a ruffien. Long black hair wove to the middle of his back, and a growl caught short from his lips. Hazel eyes looked bored as they gave her a passing glance. He grunted, "Inuyasha."

Kagome frowned at his demeaner, but waved politely to the room. "Hi, I'm Kagome."

Byakuya's grin stretched across his slim face. "Great! And she's even polite!" He looked her in the eye

simply incandestant in her purity

and Kagome was filled with maniac joy. The way the thought came to her, it made her think of a man, hunched over and petting a gem whispering, "My precious, my precious." Plastering on a furious smile, Kagome nodded at him.

"Why don't you take your seat between Inuyasha and Shippou, here, ne?"

A little hesitantly, Kagome gave another nodd and sat. The chair was uncomfortable and stiff and Kagome thought about how ironic it would be if her highschool and this insane assylum used the same chair employer.

Byakuya seemed to take great satisfaction in the sitting arangement, tilting his head back and breathing in deeply though his nose, almost as if he were sniffing a flower before snapping his head back into place and grinning at Sango. "We were just telling eachother about our week. Why don't you begin again, Sango, so that Kagome can here it all?"

Sango's brow twitched with what Kagome could only assume was irritation. Had she had to tell it multiple times already? "Monday I was given a new robe," She rolled her eyes, "One that looked exactly like the other five I'd been given. Tuesday I was allowed a walk in the gardens, Wednesday they changed my medication to something with a long name." She paused. "Oh, well. Thursday I was groped by a mute, and Friday I'm here."

"Very well, Sango." Byakuya seemed satisfied with her answer. He turned to Kagome. "Do you know why these kids are here, Kagome?" His mouth quivered, like he was having a hard time not smiling. "Do you want to know?"

Kagome glanced around at all of the frowning faces. "No, no." She quickly dispersed. "It's fine. I don't need to know."

"Oh, but you do, Kagome!" Byakuya looked into her eyes with a maniac gleam

freash meat pure beautiful one of a kind fresh meat

and Kagome shuddered. "Sango here, she's got what you would call homisidal tendancies. She was found pushing a boomarang through a mans heart for what she considered harrassment." His smile broke loose, just barely, "He'd actually only touched her shoulder to ask her a question."

Kagome gulped, more affraid of Byakuya than his story. "I-is that so?"

"Oh, yes, I'm afraid." Byakuya laughed, standing from his chair and walking around the shorter, plastic ones to stand behind Shippou, putting his hands on the now quivering boys shoulders. "Shippou's the same, only he's part pyro." Byakuya tsk-ed. "Set two men on fire and claimed they killed his parents when the cops came." He grinned at Kagome. "One was a bank teller from another city visiting his sick uncle for the weekend. The other was a weather photographer; in town to record the latesst lightning storm for a few hours."

"H-huh." Kagome gasped out, forcing herself to hold still so she didn't flinch when he walked behind her to Inuyasha.

"Inuyasha, my boy, do you want to tell her how you stuck your hand through your girlfriends shoulder for cheating on you, or should I?" The doctor's eyes laughed.

He walked to Jininji. "Jininji, here, moed his mother down in her herb gardens one day for absolutely no reason at all."

Kagome stood from her chair feeling like she'd scream if she sat still any longer. "Why are you telling me this?" She whispered.

"Because, my girl, you've got to realize," Dr. Byakuya's hand patted her head, like her father had done once before. "Insane people are insane for a reason."

(A/N) Inuyasha finally makes his apearence as a dark haired scoundral. ^_^ Thank y'all so much. I'm glad you like my story thus far. I'll ask you guys not to misjudge Hojo too quickely, as his reason's will be explained. :D Once again, this story is brought to you by Rumiko Takahashi's Inuyasha, and Melinda Metz's Fingerprints series. If you haven't read either, I highly recomend them both. ^-^