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Chapter Four: Accusations
Kagome closed her eyes and listened to the noises around her. The air conditioning lightly keeping the house cool from the hot humid air outside…the sound of Miroku snoring in the room next to her…and the sound of her own heartbeat.
Tha-thump
Tha-thump
Taking a deep breath, Kagome let the darkness surround her and memories swirled inside of her, gripping her.
Tha-thump
Tha-thump
Oh God, no.
"Boo."
It haunted her, the horror story, the tragedy of her life…it was back. The darkness enveloped her and she twisted and turned and whimpered, her eyes not opening and a hollow muted scream etched in her wordless lips.
"Kagome? Kagome!"
It was happening, again. Please God, no. Not again. Not ever again.
"Kagome, God dammit! Wake up!"
Her breath caught with her and finally, she was able to let out a scream, her arms locked together against her sides by two huge calloused hands that were holding them there. Not again. No, please no.
"Wake up!"
Her eyes snapped open and the shriek still left her lips, dry and chapped. The first thing she saw was amber…the sun? The grip at her sides was almost painful now and she gave out a sound that was half of a whimper and half of a scream. Instantly, the grasp on her tightened and she was shook. Tears sprung to her eyes but she refused to cry. She would never show him pain, never. The salty liquid disobeyed her wanting because regardless a single tear streamed down her cheek and the whimpers that came from her were more helpless, lifeless.
"Kagome, come on. Wake up, it was just a nightmare."
More clearly, Kagome blinked and silver cascades greeted her and two reflections of gold pools looked down at her, worried. Kagome moaned. "Who are you?" she asked in a little more of a mumble.
Her captor grumbled and then suddenly, a familiar voice came to her.
"Kagome, its Miroku." His voice seemed weak and hoarse, like he just woke up. "Inuyasha and Sango are here. You remember them, right?"
It sounded like he was talking to a four year old. Trying to struggle out of a tight grasp, Kagome looked more closely at the man that held her and was shocked to see Inuyasha despite the fact that Miroku had just told her. His two hands were holding her upper arms to her body and his face was fairly close to hers.
"What…what are you doing here?" Kagome asked feebly.
"Feh!" Inuyasha retorted though Kagome was in no mood for word games. Before she could start and argue, Inuyasha continued. "We came to…talk and then I heard you whimpering."
"You heard me?" Kagome exclaimed, more out of shock than anger. "How is that even possible?"
Inuyasha pointed to the top of his head. "Most people think this isn't possible either, yah know."
Kagome grumbled and looked at him, her body still close to his and her chest tightened. "Then, I guess…thank you…"
Inuyasha looked down towards her stomach, not really able to look at the floor because of the way he was holding her on the bed. "Feh."
Kagome couldn't help it. Ducking her head slightly she managed to get her eyes locked with his amber ones, pools of something so magnificent, something that she had never seen before.
"Hey, Inuyasha…?"
"Yes?"
She smiled gently but the twitching on the left corner of her lip showed. She was trying not to smirk. "You really are the chief of trite."
Sango and Miroku burst out laughing behind them and Inuyasha mumbled something incoherent. Finally realizing that Kagome was still in his grasp, he let her go quickly –though smoothly- and stood up, clearing his throat. "Whatever wench, let's just get this over with."
"Good idea," Kagome announced and then looked to Miroku. "You know bud; it really is pathetic when Inuyasha can hear me outside the front door –which by the way is on the other side of the house- when you can't hear me through the wall."
It was Miroku's turn to grouse as he gestured briefly for Sango to go ahead of him. Eyeing him warily, Kagome watched the satisfied expression on Miroku's face as he trailed behind the female cop, eyes not looking forward but looking down at a diagonal.
"Lecher," Kagome growled and then when the door to her bedroom was closed, she got untangled from the mess of sheets and stood up. Her dresser that was across from her bed held a mirror that showed the upper half of her body and Kagome couldn't be any more disgruntled when she gazed at herself shrewdly. Her black hair looked more like a mess of black tangled string all knotted together and her skin was paler than normal. And then her eyes…they were a different matter entirely. Glazed over and distant, she looked like a woman that had spent years of making the wrong decision over and over again, which was not the case at all since if anything, was the exact opposite.
"Better not keep them waiting…" Kagome mused out loud and then walked to her small closet, pulling out a pair of fresh jeans with a baggy black t-shirt that she knotted so that it was better fitting and looking. The pink jewelled necklace that she never took off was brought out from under her shirt and placed on top, contrasting with her top. After combing out the wild mane of unmanageable and unruly hair, she deemed herself appropriate and headed out towards the family room where everyone sat.
"Took you long enough," Inuyasha commented and Kagome merely waved dismissively towards him.
"I'm terribly sorry you had to waste three minutes of your life in my house. It must have been tragic," she said, her smile wry. "So any questions you have for me, ask away so I can be a free person again."
"That might not be the case Ms. Higurashi," Sango said solemnly. "Unless you have a solid alibi, you're number one on our list."
Look at her. That slut.
Swooning over all the boys and flipping her blonde hair and batting those baby blues. Just like her.
Just like her
And her skirt…disgusting! She might as well walk around naked for all the good that fabric is doing her.
But she will pay.
Soon…
"Where did you get that necklace?" Inuyasha asked gruffly, staring at the half-orb that hung low to her chest.
Ignoring his gaze that could be mistaken for something else, Kagome sighed. "My mother, it was hers before she passed away. Something you already know, I presume?"
"Why is there only half?" Inuyasha continued, countering her question.
"Because my mother only gave me half," she responded coolly. "The other half was kept with her. It was her mother's and she wanted to take it to the grave with her."
"Then why give you half?"
Kagome glared at him lightly, not angry but not at all lovingly either. It was more of a pointed stare, meaning he should already know the answer. When he didn't dismiss the question, Kagome's sarcastic side kicked in high gear.
"Well, I wouldn't really know what would go through a dying woman's mind when she's speaking to her daughter for the last time after so much grief. Unless you can talk to dead people, I doubt you'll ever know that answer."
"But you can," he said, trying to hide his triumphant smirk at cornering her. "You hear things. You can talk to dead people. Am I right?"
Kagome shook her head. "No. I'm…ill but I don't talk to dead people. Medication doesn't work for me unless I'm completely doped up and I decided that I would rather hear voices than void out more than three-quarters of my life."
"According to Miroku, you are."
"He isn't right about everything."
"But his mother did have 'the sight' as they call it."
"That doesn't mean he's right," she repeated.
Inuyasha sighed and swore under his breath. "You're pretty stubborn."
"You're pretty ignorant."
Inuyasha swore. "Do you know what happened to you when you…?"
"Blacked out?" Kagome finished. "No. Whatever happened to me…? Let's just say blacking out is a good expression of it. I don't remember a thing."
"Then let me help you," Inuyasha said firmly. "You went to Yuri's body and opened her hands, revealing a pink jewel shard. You said it yourself that it was part of the other half of your jewel. I did some research on it and found some pretty interesting stories behind it. What I would like to know though, is how that shard got there when your mother has the other half?"
"There are probably more made," Kagome shrugged, not giving in. "I doubt its one-of-a-kind."
"Something else I wondered," Inuyasha mused but then smirked when he looked back to the girl accused. "But I did some research on that too and, lucky for me, it is a one-of-a-kind. There isn't another like it."
"But who's to say-"
"And what," Inuyasha cut in, "are the chances that even if there is one other jewel, that it is here, in Trite? Of course, just to be sure, I'm going to have to take your necklace and send it to get it matched it with the shard."
Kagome gave Inuyasha a blank look and for once, he couldn't define the expression on her face. He wasn't at all sure that it was because he couldn't or he wouldn't, since the difference was miles apart. "Fine, you jerk," Kagome hissed and tugged the necklace, letting it fall down her neck and placing it carefully in Sango's hands. "I want it back."
"Don't worry princess," Inuyasha sneered, amused by the temper that he caused within her.
"You are nothing more than a-!"
"Okay guys," Sango said loudly, interrupting before a war of words started. "Inuyasha, if you have no other questions-"
"Why did you lie to us?"
Kagome looked taken aback. "What?" she stumbled, her anger somewhat dissolved.
"You don't have a dog. There're no toys, no dishes, no hair and definitely no scent. Not only that but you yourself just said that your mother was dead and your mother is supposedly taking care of 'Spot' right now. It was a creative name too."
Kagome growled. "Get out of my house."
Inuyasha smirked. "No." He just had to test his theory…
"Get out of my house now!"
Inuyasha shook his head and took a step closer. "I want you to answer me, now."
"I will not be responsible for my actions if you do not leave my house right this instant," Kagome warned, nodding to both Sango and Miroku to make sure they heard. Miroku watched wearily and Sango looked like she had had enough.
Most likely with Inuyasha's ignorance.
"Answer me," he continued. She was almost there…so close…
Kagome growled low in her throat and without further adieu Kagome swung back and sent her arm, hand flexed palm up, towards his nose.
"Jesus!" Inuyasha roared and stumbled back. His nose was bleeding and his hands were cuffed over it.
"Come on mighty Sherlock," Sango said and patted his back bored. "Let's get back to the station."
"She…but she!"
"And she noted that she wouldn't be responsible. We didn't even have a right to be in her house anyways. You overstayed the welcome and only God knows how much you abused it."
Miroku came over to Sango with a towel. "Here you go. I'll see you to the door since Kagome doesn't feel like it."
When the two were finally gone, Miroku sighed and smacked his head against the door. "Stupid, stupid…" he muttered, wishing he had never left the city. "What has she gotten us into?"
"Not sure," came Kagome's voice from behind and when Miroku turned around, two drinks –most likely rye and coke- were in her hands and she was sipping one. "But I can tell you that that Inuyasha Taisho chief of Trite," she said in a mocking voice, "is starting to really piss me off."
"Do you know what's pissing me off Kagome?" Miroku asked, taking the coke before he finished, just in case she dumped the perfectly good contents onto him. "You're not accepting the fact that you're a medium."
"I am not!" Kagome exclaimed, exasperated. "Hearing voices is a sign that you are delusional. I have some mental issues and that goes without saying anyways after what happened that night. It really changed me, you know?" Kagome said the last sentence in barely a whisper.
"But Kagome," Miroku argued. "Traumatic events are what triggers a latent –a person with psychic abilities that don't have the knowledge or don't even know that they have that ability- doorway, or entrance to use there abilities.
"There's a theory that all people are in someway psychic. These abilities though, are trapped in what we could consider a room where our powers are locked up until there is a time that we need them. Some people are born with an already activated power while others need some sort of conscious shock; trauma or head injuries to unlock that door and use it. Most just go through life though without ever knowing or having it."
Kagome scoffed, the information both extremely exciting and terrifying. She didn't want to believe it or the fact that she could speak to the dead.
No way.
"Bullshit."
"She didn't do it," Inuyasha said triumphantly towards Sango, who only rolled her eyes. "She has an amazing right hook but is not physically strong enough to slice someone's throat that deep in one stroke."
"And you had to push her over the edge to test that theory?" Sango asked, her voice on the edge of desperation and fully-loaded with frustration. "Chief, give her a break. You know she was right. You really are arrogant."
"She never called me that," Inuyasha reminded Sango who only snickered.
"Not to your face, no," she went on absentmindedly. "But going on about Kagome's innocence…do you really believe she didn't do it? Are you absolutely positive?"
Inuyasha cringed, knowing for a fact that he could never be one hundred percent sure about anything in this field. "No, not absolutely sure Sango," he said slowly. "But I'm almost positive…almost…that she didn't do it. There's just something about her."
Sango cooed and Inuyasha snorted. "Please, spare me," he said gruffly but when Sango started giggling, he sighed. "You're not going to let this go until you've had your say, will you?" he asked, a tinge of whine edging the sound.
"Nope."
"Then go ahead," he said dejectedly.
"Admit it chief! You like her!"
"Do not!" he retorted.
"Yes, you do! At her house…that was the first time I've ever seen you so worried about someone in your whole life. If I hadn't found that one door around the back unlocked, you would have kicked down the door yourself."
"I would not," he defended but he knew it was useless. He was never going to win and the sad truth was…oh dammit…she was right.
Aw, shit.
"Feh," he mumbled and Sango shook her head, a smile playing at her lips.
"Chief of trite…" she said in a singsong voice and Inuyasha grumbled. He really wished this town would have different name or at least something that couldn't be used against him like that. At least.
Feeling the triumph of winning a battle against her boss, Sango left Inuyasha's office with a couple words saying she would be back and walked into her own. It was somewhat smaller than Inuyasha's but she never complained. She was mostly in the chief's room anyways. Grabbing a folder that was on her desk in a neatly stacked pile, Sango returned to the room and threw it on Inuyasha's desk. "Here is the information on Yuri Wadena. She was thirty, long black hair and hazel eyes. She has parents that live in Florida and an older brother who lives somewhere else entirely. Don't know his location but we're checking on it. Single but according to her neighbour, she broke up with her boyfriend last week."
"And?" Inuyasha probed.
"Apparently he screamed so loud the neighbours almost called us. He went away though after she threatened to do that same thing."
"Then we got someone to look into," Inuyasha said, looking over the file. When he finished, he looked around the room somewhat uncomfortably before meeting Sango's gaze. "Hey Sango…?"
"Yeah, chief?"
"Uh, have you heard about what Kouga said about Yuri's murder?"
Shaking her head, Sango sighed. "He's more stubborn than you and I combined. Actually no, scratch that. You and Kagome combined. If he's hurt, he isn't going to show it or tell us anytime soon."
"But you would think…"
"Yeah...I know," Sango said, not needing Inuyasha to finish his sentence in order for her to understand what he was getting at. In a small town, everyone knew everything about the other. That meant that it was only a matter of time before Kagome became heavy in the spotlight.
"You're going to bug me about her…aren't you?" Inuyasha asked randomly, going back the previous conversation of ten minutes ago.
"Of course, it's in the contract on being friends and coworkers. You have the right to annoy them about little stuff like that."
"I don't like her though."
"But you find her attractive," Sango continued.
"Feh," he mumbled and Sango smiled at his lack of denial. She was about to shout 'I knew it!' but stopped short when there was a knock at the door and Ayame Kakazu walked in, her face dour.
"Chief, sorry to interrupt but…I think you might want to take a look at this."
Next chapter: Distrust - Of course you do Kagome. I'm dead. And more will be like me if you don't believe in me and follow through with what you have to do.
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