Disclaimer- I don't own Inuyasha.

Title- Left Behind

Summary- She loved him. He loved her. One night changed everything and she ran away. Now she's back only to find the one thing she left behind was the thing she wished she didn't.

Genre- Romance/Drama

Note- They are ALL human. No demons or hanyous!

Chapter 7: My Reflection

"Sango, I'm home!"

Hearing her name being called, Sango puts down the wet dish she was cleaning in the sink. She quickly dries her hands with a paper towel that was right next to her side. She walks to the living room with a frown on her face and her hands placed on her hips.

"Jade," she said in a firm tone. She stared into water-like eyes that held a innocent touch. "Don't give me your sad, puppy eyes. It's not going to work."

"What did I do?" she asked.

Sango rolled her eyes and walked to the young girl that just came from school. She grabbed a inky, black strands and pulled it lightly.

"Ow!"

Sango crossed her arms across her chest. "I got a call from school," she said.

The young girl's blue eyes widen. "Oh?"

Sango nodded. "And do you know what they told me?" she asked.

Jade hesitated a little, "Um. . . I'm passing all my classes?"

Sango groaned as she rubbed her temples. "Jade!"

Jade sighed. "I'm sorry, Sango," she said as she looked down on the floor.

Sango rubbed her temples. "Jade, you need to stop talking back to your teachers and be a little bit nicer to the students."

Jade quickly rolled her eyes when Sango wasn't looking. "Yes, ma'am."

Sango sighed again. "That's what you said last time," she mumbled. "Go get cleaned up. Dinner will be ready in a few minutes."

Jade nodded. "Is Miroku coming from work soon?"

Sango nodded at the mention of her husband. "He already came back but went to the store to get some things I need."

"Alright," Jade said. "I'll be in my room when dinner's ready."

Sango's eyes followed the young girl as she walked up the stairs. Once, the door was heard opened and closed, she closed her eyes and sighed.

Something didn't feel right.

Something was bothering her.

But what was it?

BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!

Sango automatically opened her eyes and softly gasped, running into the kitchen.

"My roast is on fire!"

She entered her room, locking her door. She leaned against it and let out a deep sigh. She eyes her room, which was pretty, normal size. Not to big, not to small. Her eyes landed on her lap top that rested on her desk. Walking to it and letting her book bag drop on the door, during this process, she sat down on her chair. Letting her finger slide against the smooth surface, she flipped it opened and turned it on. She waited patiently for it load. Quickly, she clicked on her iTunes and began to play some music.

She let her head lean back and looked at the ceiling. She studied the maroon color. Finally, getting the strength to get up from the chair, she walked to her mirror.

She stood there staring.

Staring at herself.

Oh, how she hated the girl that stared back at her.

Her expression darkened because she's hating herself even more as she stares at her own reflection.

She studied herself. Wavy, raven hair tied into a low, side pony tail and it flowed down to her center of her stomach. Porcelain skin with a tint of pink color on her cheeks. Her nose small and cute. Lips are semi-thin and semi-full and rosy colored. And her eyes. Her water color eyes glaring at her.

She hated herself.

She hates the way she looks.

Because everywhere she goes it reminds people of what happened twelve years ago.

They don't see her.

They all see her mother.

Her mother who left her.

Leaving her alone.

People act nice to her and when you don't expect it they make her feel like shit. They remind her of what she doesn't have.

A mother.

Sure, she has Sango, but it's not the same. She's more like a close, adult friend.

But a mother to her. . .she isn't.

Jade continued to glare at herself. For twelve years, she has grown to hate herself more and more. She's seen pictures of her mom and she wouldn't blame why the town's people could mistake her for her.

"But she has straight hair, not wavy," she whispered to herself.

But knowing in her mind, it doesn't change anything.

Jade bit her lip. "I hate you," she whispered again.

KNOCK!

KNOCK!

Jade turned her head and looked at the door.

"Yes?" she called out.

"Jade!" she heard Miroku call out from the other side. "Dinner time!"

"Coming, perv!" she yelled out as she ran towards the door, opening it.

Miroku, who stood in front of her, frowned slightly. "Now that's not nice," he said.

Jade rolled her eyes. "Bull," she snorted as she walked down the stairs.

Miroku sighed.

'She reminds me of someone I know.'

Later that night. . .

RING!

RING!

RING!

Sango groaned as she heard the phone ring. Lazily, reaching for it on the drawer next to her side of the bed and clicked on the 'talk' button.

"Speak now or I'll kill you for waking me up so god damn early," she mumbled in the phone.

She heard a someone chuckle on the other line.

Sango furrowed her eyebrows. "You think this is funny. If I find out who this is I'm gonna scare the shit out you and maybe you won't call again."

The chuckle continued on the other line.

"No, I think I'm gonna scare the shit out of you."

Sango's eyes widen when she heard that voice. Like magic, she wasn't as tired as she was before.

"The fuck? Is this some kind of sick joke?" Sango asked in disbelieve.

"Just wanted to let you know first."

Sango raised an eyebrow. "Let me know what?"

"I'm going to see you tomorrow."

Sango felt like her she was about to have a heart attack.

She heard the person on the other line chuckle again. "See. I told you I can scare the shit out of you."

"What?" Sango asked still in shock.

The voice laughed.

"Later, Sango."

And the phone was hung up.

Leaving Sango sitting on the edge of the bed with her mouth open.

"Sango, dear? It's late. Why are you awake?" she heard Miroku ask.

Slowly, clicking the 'off' button on the phone and gently placing it back on top of the drawer, she turned her torso to face her husband.

"Miroku?" she whispered softly.

Miroku, seeing her face like she just saw a ghost, he quickly sat up and moved toward his beloved wife.

"Sango? What's wrong? Who was that on the phone just now?" he asked urgently. He'll be damned if someone threaten his wife. He'll find that bastard and kill him.

Sango, finally looking into Miroku's concerned eyes, she took a deep breathe and spoke.

"Hell is going to freeze over."

Yay! New chapter! And I'm really sorry for the long wait. School is very hard on me right now. I'm going to have finals next week. Yikes! Wish me luck you guys.

Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy this chapter as I enjoyed writing it. I know it's kinda short but work with me here, okay? I'm really trying to update as much as I can. I wish I had summer vacation so I can update everyday like I used to, but school. . .

But please don't give up on me. I'm going to try to make each chapter as interesting as possible.

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Crystal