InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Ultimatum ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

Crimson spread across the tiles, filling in the crevices, covering the stark whiteness surrounding her. Slowly, the pool grew wider, spreading farther and farther from her wrist. The bathroom was small and dimly lit, her actions unnoticed by any other.

 

Kagome smiled. Finally.

 

It had taken her a long while to gather enough nerve to go through with the task. The razor she had used was resting on its side, next to her head, exactly where it had fallen when she had collapsed.

 

Kagome just looked at it. She could see no accusation there. No guilt. No antagonism. No secrets or lies. It was just a razor, just a weapon that she had used. It was neutral. And right now, it was her best friend.

 

Kagome sighed again. It was nice to feel nothing.

 

She looked at the razor again.

 

She flashed on just why it was so imperative to take her life.

 

Golden eyes. An accusation. Laughter.

 

No, it was much better to not deal with this fiasco.

 

Kagome passed out with a sad, small smile or her face.

 

 

Mrs. Higurashi sat in the hospital waiting room. She sat as still as a stone, not moving, and trying not to think.

 

Half of her family was at home, the other half sitting in an operating room, receiving immediate shock treatment.

 

No, Mrs. Higurashi was desperately trying not to think.

 

She couldn't seem to understand just why her daughter, her pure, innocent, vivacious daughter, would want to take her life.

 

She wasn't stupid, of course. She knew something bad had happened in the past, but Kagome had refused to talk about it. She kept insisting that everything was fine. So fine, in fact, that she would never have to go back.

 

Inuyasha hadn't yet come to see her. It had been almost three months since Kagome had come back, and there had been no sight of a raging hanyou trying to drag her daughter back to her `duty'.

 

No, Mrs. Higurashi wasn't stupid at all.

 

She let out a big sigh. As of this moment, there was nothing she could do. She decided to offer the problem to those higher up.

 

Lethargically, Mrs. Higurashi dug in her oversized bag. She opened her cell phone that her children had insisted she have and called home; a simple measure of pressing #1 for speed dial.

 

Her father picked up, worry apparent in his voice. “How is she doing?”

 

Mrs. Higurashi sighed again. “They haven't really said anything. Her system went into shock, they had to do a blood transfusion. They are finishing up now. I should be able to go in and see her soon…” Mrs. Higurashi trailed off. Her mind was focused on simply seeing her daughter one more time, talking, smiling, breathing. That was her new wish.

 

Her father grunted on the other side. “Bring her back to us, daughter. Bring me back my granddaughter.” He paused, and then whispered his goodbye and hung up.

 

Slowly, Mrs. Higurashi closed the cell phone. She sent up a prayer.

 

`Please God, let her be ok. Let her be alive. Let her breathe. Let me see grow old. Please…'

 

Finally, her prayers were answered.

 

“Mrs. Higurashi?” asked an attendant. “You may go to your daughter now.”

 

Mrs. Higurashi started to cry.

 

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Yusuke swore. He grunted. He mumbled. He complained.

 

And all the while he packed.

 

He packed with a furor that he rarely put to anything besides fighting. Clothes flew across the room. Pants hit the edge of the suitcase; a few pairs of boxers flew over the edge and back onto the floor, shirts went sailing.

 

It was, essentially, a disaster.

 

“Stupid damn cousin…” he muttered. “Always doing stupid stuff… Always having to bail her out. Stupid Kagome.”

 

He grunted as he dug to the bottom of his closet, scrounging into the darkest depths.

 

“Where is it…” he continued to mutter. “I know it's here somewhere.”

 

Almost buried in trash, Yusuke finally found what he was looking for, and with a loud bellow he announced his triumph.

 

He then proceeded to toss a pink, cuddly teddy bear on top of the pyramid.

 

“Now,” he breathed, “I'm ready to go help you, Kagome.”