Chapter Six: Pain

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Miroku enters his room. He takes a few steps before sinking to his knees. He gasps out in slow painful breaths. He rips his staff off the necklace, returning it to full size and leans against the door. His aura rages about him, blue but red slowly overtaking it. His hands spasms and burns as claws attempt to rip out of them. It was getting worse. He takes a deep breath and stands. He walks over to the mirror. His hair was unbound, and his left eye was turning red while the right remained violet. He shook, sick of looking at the result of the attack, sick of everything, he punches the mirror. Shards get into the cut, and the wound bleeds freely. Miroku doesn't bother picking out the shards and watches in fascination as the wound heals over. He goes to the bathroom and washes away the blood. He pulls his hair back and sighs, as his aura and eyes turn back to normal. He puts on the uniform and shrinks the staff attaching it back on the necklace.

Miroku walks out of the room, and sees Kagome in the uniform, leaning on the wall. She looks him over, carefully, sensing nothing wrong, embraces him. He smiles and hugs her back.

"I'm surprised no weapons," Miroku comments.

"So you think," Kagome replies with a smile.

Kagome runs ahead of him to the staircase. She tilts her head to the side for a minute, considering something. She looks back at her twin before smirking devilishly. She hops up on the rail and crouches. Miroku stands at the top of the stairs. Staying crouched she slides all the way down the rail before flipping off of it. Miroku walks down the stairs chuckling.

"Imouto, otouto, I must get going. Please behave yourselves. Kagome?" Sesshomaru says turning to Kagome.

"Hm," she responds, attempting to get a piece of pocky from Senri.

"I have a feeling she's not listening," Miroku says.

"Senri. That's no fair, I can't reach," whines Kagome.

"Stretch, or jump," he grins around, the pocky in his mouth.

"Senri, please. It's not my fault you're a giant," she pouts.

"Sis," Miroku teases, "it's the other way around. You're abnormally short."

"I'll deal with you later. Senri," she continues reaching for the pocky.

Senri chuckles and move back, raising his arm higher. Kagome sighs, but a mischievous look appears in her eyes. She moves away from Senri, then launches herself at him. He falls back, but catches her. She more or less straddles him, her long hair becoming a dark curtain. She leans down barely pressing her lips against his. She crosses the room, in a flash, the pocky Senri had dangling out of his mouth was currently doing the same from Kagome's.

Miroku was clutching his head in his hands and growls were erupting from his throat. Kagome's eyes widen, and she flits over to his side. She gets him to stand and the two disappear into a side room, Sesshomaru trailing behind. She locks the door and throws up a barrier.

"I knew it! I knew you were lying to me. Miroku, how am I supposed to help you with this, if you don't talk to me?" Kagome mutters.

Her hands glow pink as she pushes Miroku down. She sits on top of him, one glowing hand on his heart and the other on the bite wound. For the first time ever his reiki reacts badly with hers, she is thrown into a wall from the blast.

"Why did that happen?" Sesshomaru questions.

"I'm not entirely sure," Kagome says, shaking her head.

She goes over to Miroku and examines him more thoroughly. She sees the raised flesh in his hand. She plucks a dagger off of her charm bracelet, and slices Miroku's palm open. She quickly plucks out the shards and heals the wound. She climbs back on him her hands glow brighter this time as she forces her reiki into him. His aura flares, Kagome watches as the red disappears from his aura.

"Nii-san, wake up. 'Roku, it's over," Kagome verbalizes softly.

Kagome stands up shakily, healing Miroku like that has always taken a lot out of her. Miroku sits up and gathers Kagome into his arms. He presses his face into her hair. He picks up the dagger and puts it back on the bracelet. He carries her out of the room.

"I truly do need to leave, try to have that little problem taken care of sooner next time," Sesshomaru says, he places a hand on Miroku's shoulder, squeezing lightly, and places a kiss on Kagome's forehead.

"Onii-sama, when are they getting out of prison?" Kagome asks, peering up through her dark lashes.

"You'll know," he replies mysteriously.

Kaname sighs, this girl was such a pain. He knew he didn't have all of his memories, and this little slip of girl for some reason made him curious. She unknowingly tugged on his subconscious trying to force the memories to appear. All he's remembered since her arrival, is laughter, bubbly, happy laughter, and someone dancing away from him in a field of flowers, he can never see her face. He stands, and the others follow after him. It was time for classes.

"Is it always so loud?" Kagome inquires.

"The girls do get a bit rowdy," Takuma replies.

The gates open, the screams increase in pitch and volume. Then the whispers start. Miroku's eyes stray to the Kiryu heir, the one they had been told was dead. Hanabusa was making things worse by 'shooting' his fans.

"Idol-senpai, shoot me too," one of them yells.

"I wonder how long it'll take," muses Miroku.

"What?" Akatsuki asks, even Ruka turns towards Miroku.

"For my twin's uh, personality change so to speak," says Miroku, "just watch."

"Oh, wow, he shot that girl. The new one," the fan girls begin to whisper louder.

"Hmph, no one can resist my charms," Hanabusa smiles.

"Keep pointing that finger at me and I'll break it," Kagome utters, quietly.

"Perhaps you should do something," Takuma suggests worriedly.

"I'd rather not," Miroku replies.

"Fighting is prohibited, Taisho-san," Yuuki says as she pushes the girls back.

Miroku appears by his twin's side, "You couldn't just let it slide this once, could you? Yuuki-chan."

"No, she can't. Neither will I for that matter," Zero says darkly.

"He doesn't remember, how boring. She just let me out too. Shame, really perhaps another time Zero Kiryu," Kagome pouts, tracing her fingers along Zero's jaw line.

"Don't touch me," he jerks away from her.

"I doubt memories will come into play, this time. It's more of the impossibility of the matter," Miroku states.

"It hurts, doesn't it? I could help, for a price," Kagome smirks, before turning to find Kaname's eyes on her, "Princeling, is something wrong? You seem perturbed."

"Princeling?" Zero asks.

"It's what 'Gome calls the pureblood bloodsucker," Miroku whispers.

"Why?" Zero responds.

"The Princeling hates it when I call him that, even though it's true. For someone of his status it's an insult. Kiryu-san, you've caught even my interest, a very difficult thing to do. Though she won't like it," Kagome explains.

"You usually wait until that time, why come out now?" Miroku questions his sister quietly.

"Keep walking. Princeling if you continue to stare at my body, then I will do something about and I highly doubt you'll find pleasure in it," Kagome says.

"To answer that nii-chan, it would make her upset, more so than she already is. She was simply put, too weak to stop me," Kagome replies.

Finally, the prefects leave and they go to their class. Kagome is perched on top of a desk, while Miroku is sitting at the desk his twin is perched on. Kagome closes her eyes. Miroku looks up, as if he heard something. Kagome's eyes open and she smiles, but she doesn't look like Kagome. This smile isn't pure, or innocent, instead it looks dark, like a twisted mockery of the usual smile.

"Kuran, my twin and I need to leave campus for a bit, Headmaster Cross is already aware," Kagome says out of the blue.

Kaname nods his consent, staring after her. There was just something familiar about that girl. Hanabusa mutters about the girl's sudden change. Kagome smirks and hops out of the open window. Miroku follows.

"Takuma, Akatsuki follow them," Kaname orders.

Just outside of the school, Kagome stops. She turns back to the school expectantly. Miroku sees the struggle taking place within his twin. The shift in her aura was immense. Kagome sinks to her knees, wrapping her arms around herself. Miroku watches with pained eyes. She wasn't like that before, he wanted to know what the hell happened to make his twin go through this.

"I'm fine. Let's go 'Roku," Kagome says, standing up, finally back to normal.

She and Miroku take off again, Takuma and Akatsuki getting just the briefest glimpse of white blurs. They follow after them, they end up in a village. Having just lost the twins from sight Takuma and Akatsuki turn down an alley. From the rooftops two sets of eyes watch them, one sapphire and the other violet.

"They're going to mess this up. Don't they know anything?" Kagome whispers darkly.

"A bunch of bloodsuckers knowing how to hunt demons, funny 'Gome," Miroku replies just as quiet.

Kagome sighs and hops down. She appears behind Akatsuki and Takuma. She grabs the back of their jackets and pulls them up to the rooftops. Miroku has his hand over Akatsuki's mouth and a knife at his throat. Kagome, does the same with Takuma.

"Stay silent, don't ask questions. Don't get involved or in my way," Kagome breathes.

She moves away from them and closes her eyes. Miroku watches the area around them, looking for the smallest of movements. Her eyes snap open, she grins and takes a sword off the bracelet, and it shines in the light of the half moon. Kagome drops from the rooftops landing in the alleyway.

"What are they and how many?" Miroku whispers.

"Rat youkai, twenty at most," Kagome replies, watching them as they scurry in the shadows.

Her sword glows pinks for a few seconds. She whirls it above her head, whistling through the air as it cuts through the demons like butter. Blood splatters, everywhere except where Kagome stands. She flicks the blood off her blade before taking a dagger out of the sheath she has hidden under her skirt. Her wrist flicks out, and a screech is heard. Miroku jumps down with the other two.

Kagome bends down eyeing the demon carefully. It whimpers, before sneering. Miroku sighs and brushes a stray lock back from Kagome's face.

"What do you want? Why are you here?" Kagome questions.

"Little miko bitch," the rat spits.

"Just kill it 'Gome," Miroku responds.

"If you don't want to watch then leave," she snaps back at him, "I asked you a question."

"Just traveling through," the creature replies.

"Really," Kagome twists the dagger further into the demon's shoulder, "try again."

"Energy, a huge energy source flared in this area," the rat screams.

"That's more like it. Where's your master?" Kagome coos softly.

"No master, I, we don't have one," the rat verbalizes, before Kagome could have a reason to further harm it.

"I don't like that answer. You're lying, I, we know how your kind works. Pack mentality but you must be summoned by a contract," Kagome responds, twisting the blade counter-clockwise.

"Don't know Master! Don't know," the rat youkai cries pathetically.

"Shame, I have no doubts that your master whoever it is will come looking for you. I'm going to leave a message for him. Is that okay?" Kagome inquires, sounding gentle.

Kagome rips the blade out, and carves a message in the youkai's back. She wipe the blood off and sheathes the dagger.

"Go, leave or we might just have to find you again," Miroku says darkly.

The demon hightails it out of there. Kagome gets up and turns to leave. Miroku grabs her arm and gazes into her eyes. Deeming everything was fine he let her go.

"What was that?" Takuma asks.

"Demon. Rat demon to be exact. Annoying in large groups but easy to pick off either way. They're lower level demons. Easiest to destroy," Kagome responds in a monotone.

"We should head back," Miroku states.

Kagome nods, and the four take off for the Academy. Kagome stops outside the gates. Miroku stands beside her. Akatsuki looks at her questioningly.

"I know neither of you want to lie to the Princeling, but you'll regret saying anything if you do," Kagome threatens before going to class.

Takuma and Akatsuki get there before the twins. Yagari looks up when they walk in. He sighs, fingers twitching. He lets the two take their seats.

"Glad you could finally join us. Names?" Yagari says.

The twins look at one another before responding, "It's been eight years, and we never thought you'd forget but then again Kiryu-san doesn't remember either."

"Explain," demands Yagari.

"I'd rather not," Miroku says with a smirk.

"Sensei, there's a time and place for everything, this is not either of those things though," Kagome giggles.

"Taisho, do you really not trust us?" Kaname asks.

"I'm not going to lie, Princeling; that's part of it. The other is I believe that Yagari would feel better if he had his rifle in his hands," Kagome smiles mockingly at Kaname.

"How do you know I use a rifle?" Yagari questions.

"Your hands, the amount of callouses and the areas they're located in say rather clearly that you use a rifle," Miroku replies.

"You two are just know-it-alls, aren't you?" Yagari states.

"Not really. It's more of being aware of all those surrounding you," Kagome says, hiding a yawn behind her hand.

"What were you doing?" Kaname asks.

"Mm, hunting. Wonder if the message was delivered?" She states bored.

The twins sit in class, only answering when asked directly. Finally, they can go back to the dorms. Kagome skips out of the classroom. Rima, looks at her curiously before shrugging.

"What the hell is with her?" Hanabusa mutters.

"Nothing," Miroku replies, looking back at Hanabusa.

"People don't go through such drastic personality changes," Hanabusa states.

"It's no concern of yours, keep butting into our business, and it won't just be your pureblood getting his ass kicked," Miroku grunts.

"Would it be safe to assume something happened to Kagome in the past that would've created this second personality?" Takuma asks.

Miroku laughs, "Yeah, I guess you could say that."

His phone vibrates, Miroku pulls it out and looks at the message. He sighs, and quickens his pace back to the dorms. He enters the living room and spots Kagome sitting on the window sill, sketch book out and eyes closed.

"Nee-san, I have to leave. I don't know how long I'll be gone. Onii-sama hasn't informed me of that yet," Miroku tells her softly.

"Just you this time, right? Be safe and make sure you come back. Okay, 'Roku?" Kagome replies standing and hugging her twin.

"Of course. 'Gome try and get some sleep, will you?" He responds, pressing his face into her hair as he embraces her tighter.

Miroku smiles sadly, not wanting to part from his twin. However orders are orders especially if they're from a certain silver haired taiyoukai. Kagome waves, before going back to her sketch book. She draws them again, she can't seem to truly ever get either one out of her mind.She missed the pair terribly, just seeing the Princeling hurts, especially knowing that he doesn't even remember her.

She jumps in surprise as a cool hand touches her face, just under her eyes. Seiren tilts her head to the side before wiping away Kagome's tears. Her grey eyes hold a hint of curiosity.

"Why are you crying, miko?" Seiren asks quietly.

"Don't! Don't call me that. I'm not really sure as to why I'm crying," Kagome responds, harshly at first, her tone softening at the end.

Seiren nods before disappearing to watch her King from the shadows. Kagome chuckles sadly, putting the sketch book away. She berates herself on how foolish she is. Of course he wouldn't remember her, she already lost Takeru, and now her Kaname was gone.

"You okay?" Akatsuki asks as he and the others appear.

"Fine," Kagome clips.

She stands, and walks past them, planning to head up to her room. She runs into what she believes a wall. She realizes it wasn't a wall when warm hands wrap around her waist, keeping her upright. She looks up and gazes into rusty mahogany eyes. She immediately pulls away from Kaname. Her upper lips curls and she lets out a snarl.

"Don't touch me, bloodsucker," Kagome growls.

Kaname steps to the side to allow her through, a small smile on his face. He had an idea as to what the Taisho heirs were. Now all he needed was proof.

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