InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Chasing Mushi ❯ How Could You Betray Me? ( Chapter 6 )

 

AN: Thanks to animegirl93 (who is probably dancing around the room again) and her wonderful review, I will now post 2 chapters in the same sitting! Yay for me!

 

Disclaimer: Come on people, must I repeat myself?

 

Chapter 6: How could you betray me?

(Sounds familiar don't it?)

 

When Kagome and Sango arrived at the dance, they were immediately ushered into the “higher achy” clique or the school. A bunch of stuck up snobs who had nothing better to do than discuss “daddy's Swiss bank account” or “daddy's yacht.” Although Kagome was a new student at Shikon, she had already been accepted by most of `them', most meaning one was left. That one (guess who, no really guess!) was Inuyasha.

 

He was nowhere to be found. `Probably trying to get laid by that bitch Kikuyu.' She thought dryly. (Yes I'm doing the typical `bash Kikyou as much as you can' fic. It's not that I don't like the kid, I really do, it's just that when you've built yourself a reputation of trying to pull your boyfriends into hell with you, you can't expect people to like you very much. I'll shut up now.) That was most likely the case. They'd been going out for years, but Kikyou had probably slept with almost every guy in the school. Almost meaning all those who had udalls of cash.

 

`I wonder if my dream guy's here.' She was going to stick with the battle plan, even after that e-mail. If it wasn't a fake, she didn't want to stand him up. At 10:00, she would leave the dance floor, go outside and wait by the back school entrance. She would put on her mask and wait. Then at 10:10 he would come out wearing a mask also. Then, she supposed, they would unmask each other. It was all rather strange but she guessed it was worth it. However it happen, it was going to be sooo romantic.

 

Kagome checked her watch, 9:45. She wished the 15 minutes would pass quickly.

 

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Inuyasha was early. No, I don't mean fashionably, I mean two stinken' hours early and five fricken years late to be exact. And man was he pissed.

(Guess what happened, I dare yah!)

 

Storming out of the screen doors, he could still hear her screaming for him to come back, that she could explain, that it wasn't her fault. He had heard it all before and he was sick of it! No more. He wouldn't deal with that stupid bitch anymore.

 

Speeding off down the road, Inuyasha to cursed and call himself a baka in every language he knew. Kikyou had been playing him for years, and he had been too stubborn and blind to see it. How many times had he made excuses for her? How many times had he convinced himself that she was loyal only to him? How many times had he let her sweet talk him into believing that lie? Too many.

 

He screeched to a halt in front of one of the Tokyo parks. Enraged by his stupidity, he slammed the car door shut, almost knocking it off its hinges. Wiping his brow with the back of his hand, Inuyasha began the arduous task of calming down.

 

The night air was cool on his face and the stars shown brightly through the dark sky. Inuyasha walked through the dried up dead leaves on the forest floor, not thinking. Thinking would reawaken the anger in his heart and the pain in his soul.

 

A condominium greeted his sight, plain brown, shackled roof and solid oak beams, worn countless years of weather and use. A few green park benches were scattered around. Some of them were turned over and had graffiti written all over, things like “Dik Shrik” and “Froto Lives!”

 

Inuyasha sat down on one and reviewed his life thus far. He was starring at his hands when a blotchy blue smudge of pen caught his attention. Mushi at 10:10. Damn he'd almost forgotten about her! (Great start bud. Hey, I call everyone bud don't I. -_-`Hmmm.) He checked his watch. Double damn! It was ten o'clock. He ran to his car like the devil himself were at his heels. This was his chance to start over. He wouldn't give that up. Not now. Not ever!

 

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Maggie was picked up and dragged to the black Sedan that had been waiting for her. By then she had stopped laughing and sat in total shock. `I can't believe I…who was…what…huh?'

 

Jita was shaking his head. This was going to be one loooonnnnng meeting.

 

The car started and drove for a little ways before turning, and turning again, and again. Maggie was still in too much shock to note where they were taking her. `To the meeting.' said the ever present and thankfully unfrozen part of her brain.

 

The windows of the car were tinted black, making them almost impossible to see out of. It felt like they had been turning around for hours. `Probably trying to confuse me. Going around in circles, the oldest trick in the book.'

 

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Kagome was standing outside of the school doors, shivering. It was soo cold out. She checked her watch again, 10:05. She sighed and weakly attempted to warm herself by shifting her feet. Across the lot, a bunch of boys were drinking and making an offal racquet. Kagome suddenly felt uneasy. She checked her watch again, 10:06. Damn. `Maybe I should go inside.' The boys were headed towards her now. Closer, and closer. `Maybe they won't hurt me.' She thought, but her brain was screaming at her to run, to get away. They came under the floodlights of the door and she could see who they were. They wore the colors of the Hebe, the Snake. Black and white. At the beginning of the school year she had taken it upon herself to memorize the colors of the major gangs.

 

A whoosh of stale air scented with the sharp scent of alcohol and the musty smell of cigarette smoke almost made Kagome gag as it passed over her. They were in front of her, swaggering and laughing boisterously. She straightened her spine and acted as if nothing was wrong. She didn't know the boy's names or who they were and she had no escape route. Damn. Well, she still had her hands and feet, plus heals really hurt in the crotch.

 

They walked right past her, not even a second glance, straight through the doors and right into the school.

 

Kagome let out the breath she had been holding. Her shoulders fell and she felt like she had run a mile on adrenalin without any energy in the first place. She checked to make sure her mask was secure, it was. Her watch read 10:08. Two minutes. She straightened her dress and tried to bring her breathing back to normal.

 

A hand shot out of nowhere. Another followed and another, each one grabbing a limb on her body. They dragged her to an alcove in the side of the school. The scent of alcohol and smoke hit her in the face and she knew what had happened. BadBoy was a sham, a lie. They had used that name as a ticket to get an easy lay. Kagome felt like she was about to cry. One grubby hand grabbed her breast while three or four other held her down. Tears began to run down her cheeks as a piece of duck tape replaced that hand that had been clamped over her mouth.

 

A dark figure loomed over her and Kagome began to tremble. Hands through up her skirts and she struggled, straining against the hands that held her down.

 

“Looks like we got a feisty one `ere boss.” A voice stated, slurred in speech.

 

“Be quiet.” The voices came from the one above her. “We don't want to be found do we?”

 

With that there was a resounding “Ziiiipp”, and Kagome's eyes went wide. `No, not like this. Not now!'

 

“LET HER GO YOU BASTERDS!!!!!”

 

***************************************************************** *************AN: And just as the Calvary appears, I the authoress stops again. Oh I'm evil!! But then again I have my reasons such as, I NEED TO SLEEP! Well, then again it's 3:35 in the morning so I've pretty much blown that up. * sigh * I need help. Please review. JaNe!

 

 

 

 

 

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