A/N: Well I'd just like to say that I'm really happy about the amount of messages I've been getting from FF in my inbox lately. I love reading reviews. Lol, I know; I need to get a life. But it really does brighten my day (gah, that sounded lame). Um, anyways, thanks for the reviews and the faves and whatnot. I'd really like to see those who have added me or my stories to their favorites review. I know it seems like an effort to review after you read (I know this because it's the same with me. I'd much rather be a silent reader most times.) but authors can really take back a lot from reading reviews. Feedback is needed to shape the story and the author. I the kind of person who doesn't see her own faults (heh heh, yeah...) so point 'em out if you want (though I'd much rather ignore that and read sugar coated reviews about how AMAZING my story and writing is. lol jk). Anyways, here's chapter 9. let me warn you before hand that this chapter is a little strange... I apologize ahead of time for any scarring that might occur.

Disclaimer: I don't own InuYasha; duh. XD
Rated: Mature For mainly crude language, sexual references, and mature situations.

CHAPTER 9

I stared on silently, as Ms. Higurashi's tense voice carried on excessively. I wasn't really listening to what she was saying. I was just appalled at how angry she could get because Kagome stayed out a little later than usual. Ok, maybe a lot later than usual. But it wasn't like she had been at a party or anything. She was just with me at my house. She was safe where she had been. Big deal if Kagome forgot to call and tell her where she was. It was alright if she had been worried; parents are supposed to get worried right? But for her to make such a big deal out of it after Kagome had returned home- that was pissing me off. Plus, who the hell did she think she was talking to with that tone of voice.

Pursing my lips, I just continued to stare at her. She looked like she was tiring out.

"Are you done yet? Because I'm tired and I need to get back home," I said causing her mouth to fall open. I'd never spoken to her that way before. I was usually well mannered around her. But damn, I was not in the greatest of moods.

"Excuse me!" she huffed, her brown eyes flashing dangerously. "You come home with my daughter at two in the morning and expect yourself to just go back home?!"

"Ah, yeah," I said in a matter of fact tone. "I helped you out; I brought her home so you didn't have to drive out and get her yourself. You should be thanking me."

Possibly out of pure habit, or maybe because she was angry, Ms. Higurashi slipped up and said to me, "I'm calling your mother."

I felt a strange numbness shoot through my body before I got a hold of it. My eyes narrowed in anger and I harshly snapped, "Kagura is not my goddamn mother. And you're not calling her because she doesn't fucking care that much. You'd be wasting your time."

I swiftly turned on my heels, irritated beyond reason. The woman was simply irrational. She didn't even ask to hear our story- she just started shooting off her mouth. How annoying was that? And to top it off, she wanted to lecture me. I wasn't her daughter; she held no power over me. I felt kind of bad for having such a short patience with her and cussing at her. She didn't deserve that because I knew she was just worried and tired. I was tired too, though.

I slammed my door and drove off, not wanting to put up with her at that time of morning. I'd call later to apologize. I was greeted when I got home by an irritated looking Kagura. She was wearing a t-shirt and shorts- what she usually wore to bed- and a grim expression in her eye. I always thought she looked a lot younger than she was when she was dressed in her night clothes.

"Sango; what the fuck did you say to Kagome's mother?"

"I can't believe-" I suddenly stopped myself. "She called you?!"

"Yes she called me," Kagura barked with anger in her eyes.

"Fuck this. I'm too tired," I muttered as I tried to push past her.

"No," Kagura grabbed my arm and pulled me back to her. I winced because she had grabbed a tender area on my arm. "What's going on?"

"I fucking fell asleep, that's all I did! And Kagome's mom is freaking angry at me because I drove her daughter back home. I didn't do shit to her!"

"Sango, that's not what I asked," her voice took on a tone I'd never heard her use before. My eyes searched hers and she gazed back at me unwaveringly.

"Kagome fell asleep here. We both did," I pulled my arm away from her grasp. "We overslept. I just drove her back home and her mom freaked out on me. It's not like we'd done anything bad."

"You didn't have to swear at her," Kagura said with a sigh.

I groaned, absolutely annoyed by everything. "She just wouldn't shut the fuck up."

"Sango, you need to apologize."

If there was anything I hated more, it was people telling me to do something I had already planned to do. It was like they didn't trust me enough to be mature and do things on my own. It was like they expected me to NOT do what I needed to do. Having Kagura tell me I needed to apologize, after I had already decided to, irritated me even more. (1)

I ignored her and flopped down on the couch.

"I plan on it," I finally said, realizing there was no way I could go to sleep now.

"Good, because I plan on rehiring Kagome soon and if her mother is angry with you, it'd make that task much harder."

"Rehiring?!" I exclaimed, sitting up.

"Yes," Kagura said taking a seat next to me. "Her mother said she's not going to allow Kagome to work with me any longer."

"Damn, she was really that angry?"

"Sango, Kagome is very important to Ms. Higurashi. It was only natural for her to be very worried about her daughter. Worry causes anger sometimes; frustration," Kagura's hand was in my hair. Her fingers ran gently along my scalp. My hair must've been a mess.

"She just wouldn't let me say what I had to say, Kagura."

"It'll be alright Sango. You should try to go to sleep. You have school tomorrow morning."

"I couldn't possibly fucking sleep after all of that," I mumbled, crossing my arms beneath my breasts.

Kagura didn't reply as she continued to play with my hair.

"Hey; where were you today?"

"What?"

"When I got home you guys weren't home," I said as she pulled herself closer to me.

"I took Kohaku to the pool," she replied, burying her face in the crook of my neck. I sighed wondering what I'd do to kill time. Maybe I would actually fall asleep again.

"That was nice of you," I smiled, tightening my arm around her waist.

She hummed her reply and kissed my neck.

"You smell nice, Sango," she whispered before kissing my neck again.

"Kagura… I don't think that we should-"

Her lips silenced me and I had no objections as she kissed me gently.

"You're tense," she murmured against my mouth.

"Of course," I replied as she kissed me again; this time deeper.

"Kagura," I breathed as her hand snaked up into my hair. I kissed her back gently, encouraged by her content hum.

"I've missed this between us," she said as she kissed at my jaw gently; her voice was suddenly husky.

"What?" I asked, getting lost in the feeling of her teeth at my neck.

"We haven't done this in a while," she continued, her fingers slipping to my hip. God, this woman would be the death of me. She made me want her so badly. How was this even possible? I didn't even like her that way. I couldn't like her that way even if I tried.

Pushing her down, my lips found a way to her neck. I greedily nipped at the skin there, hoping to leave a mark as I straddled her waist.

"Sango," she purred in delight. Our mouths connected again and I felt absolutely invigorated. The way she said my name drove me wild. My hands slipped to her sides and she arched into my touch. She wanted it as badly as I did and I smirked at this. My thumbs trailed the sides of her breasts and she pushed into me more. As her hips touched mine, I groaned gently into her mouth. Her hands slipped down my back to rest on my butt and she pulled me down onto her harshly, ravenously reveling in the feeling it brought to her as we connected.

This was just what I needed to get my mind off of everything I had been through today. And as if that had been just what I was looking for- an excuse to stop- I hesitantly pulled away from her. It felt wrong to do this after realizing my feelings for Kagome. It felt terrible and I'm sure Kagura would see that after I looked fown at her. Her auburn eyes searched mine, filled with confusion. She licked her lips a bit, still giving me that look. It was hard to deny the lust that was slowly dwindling in her gaze. She sighed and pushed me off of her and onto the couch.

"You're just like your mother," she frowned before giving a wry smile.

"How so?" I asked. The lustful atmosphere was gone- just like that.

"You look just like her," Kagura looked pensive. "You have her amazingly deep green eyes, her beautiful skin color, her voice... her lips… her reluctance."

And suddenly, it dawned on me. My eyes widened and Kagura blushed, looking away from me guiltily.

"No," I breathed, astonished. How could I have not known?

"I should've told you earlier," she laughed wryly. "I just didn't want it to seem like I was taking advantage of you."

"But you were, Kagura," I felt hurt. "Jesus, when did this happen? How did she keep you a secret? How come we were put in your care?"

Just the thought of Kagura and my mother together made my stomach hurt. My mom had at least ten years on Kagura. How could she have cheated on my dad with Kagura? Kagura of all people! And what was worse was what she had been doing with me. God, I felt disgusting.

"Sango, I'm sorry," she said as I stood up.

"No, just… please don't."

"I loved her Sango. I really did… I was so heartbroken when she told me that we couldn't be together because of you; because of the family she had. She knew she couldn't leave you behind because you needed her and she loved you too much. She loved you more than she loved me and that was understandable. I tried to hang around and be the friend I was to her before I realized how I felt for her. I really did. Your father didn't think anything of it and-"

"Shut up!" I screamed at her. "You're ridiculous! I should've known! How else would I have ended up in your custody!? And you just couldn't keep your fucking paws off of me!"

She flinched and tears filled her eyes.

"Sango, I'm so sorry! I'm sorry."

"No you're not. You're not sorry at all! You're satisfied to have fucked both generations. You're sick. Fucking home wrecker," I walked away into the kitchen, cursing the small size of the apartment.

"Sango listen to me," she tried, following me.

"Listen to what?! How are you going to justify yourself?!"

"Look, I know it seems like I only messed around with you because you reminded me of your mom and it was that at first… but then I began to appreciate you; not for how much you were like your mom. Just you Sango."

"Kagura," my voice was tight with the anger that was billowing in me. "Not now. Not tonight. Not ever."

She flinched again and sighed warily, wiping at tears on her cheeks.

"Sango, please don't be upset."

"How can you say that?! You fuck around with me, and then you tell me that you were my mom's lover?! How am I not supposed to be upset? How am I supposed to look at you and respect you after knowing that you were trying to break apart my family for your own selfish needs? I don't give a damn about how much you loved her! What you did was wrong! My dad loved her with everything he was and you were there in the shadows encouraging infidelity," I screamed at her.

Her eyes were red and pouring tears. She looked absolutely pathetic; but I didn't care because I was angry. She wasn't the only one I was angry at, but she was the only one around- the only one I could possibly yell at.

"Sango?"

My head snapped to the right to see Kohaku tiredly watching us in the hallway. It looked as if he were half asleep.

"What?" I snapped at him. I was livid- wild with anger. If he knew what was good for him, he'd go back into the room.

"What's going on?"

I clenched my jaw, knowing better than to tell my little brother such disturbing news. He'd never speak to Kagura again- I was sure of it.

"Nothing. Go back to bed," I said to him tightly, feeling tears on my cheeks suddenly. "Dammit," I muttered to myself.

He turned and shuffled back down the dark hallway without protest.

I left the house, leaving Kagura there looking pathetic and confused.

"God damn her," I muttered as I started my car. I was so angry. Who the hell did she think she was? How the hell had I not seen her around for all of those years? And if she was around all of the time, why wasn't she in any of the photo albums? What the fuck was really going on?

1- Yeah, just another trait of mine that I've added into a character. When I'm about to do something- like seriously have it set in my mind to do it- and someone comes along to tell me (or remind me) to do it, I get irritated. One of the reasons why my parents think I'm short tempered. lol I'm not; it's just a slap to my ego to know they think I'm so irresponsible.

Wow; and the mystery of Kagura is revealed in whole! Shocking isn't it?! So you see why I said this chapter was a bit disturbing... I wouldn't have said that if it hadn't be absolutely awkward to write. Anyways, thanks for reading- I look forward to reading your reviews.
-Enigmatic Ethereality