Kagome was sore, more so than she could remember being in a while. Something must have happened for her father to be so pissed off, and Gods was he pissed. Even the next morning, she was having a hard time healing herself. He allowed her to heal herself if she really looked like hell, and looking in her bathroom mirror almost made her want to puke. Her nose was broken, one eye was swollen shut, the other was black, her lip was split, and it hurt like hell to walk. He hadn't been that rough with her in a while, and she wasn't sure if she was going to be able to heal enough to NOT look bad for school. Taking a deep breath, and even that hurt from her bruised ribs, she began to fully strip. How was it possible to not even be a decade old, and yet feel as if your mind and soul were so much more?
"Because life sucks!" she said to herself as she turned the water on. 'And this is gonna hurt!' she thought as she stepped into the hot water, and indeed it caused her ribs to throb. 'Today's gonna suck!'
She was right. As soon as she got to school the staring began, and there wasn't anything she could do about it. She had healed herself as best as she could, but she still had a black eye, and a split lip. Kagome had managed to put her nose back in place, and get her eye where she could see out of it. The worst stuff was taken care of, but the minor stuff would just have to heal on its own. Leaving plenty for the kids to ogle and point at, not like they really cared. Taking her seat in math, she completely ignored everyone around her. Even the drilling stare being leveled at the back of her head. Though HIS stare unnerved her, and after a few seconds of trying to ignore him, she caved. Turning in her seat to meet his stare, Kagome just sat there looking just as bored as he did.
"What happened?"
The question caught her off guard, and for the first time, she didn't want to lie. Normally lying about her condition was easy, second nature even. But for some reason, she just didn't feel right lying to this boy.
"What do you care?" she asked, evasiveness should be effective.
"Hn, more than your parents." He replied. Then he got a reaction, though he wasn't expecting the fear that leaked into her scent. Nor for her to completely clam up and not say another word, and it was this that sealed his doom. For if he was anything, he was obsessively curious.