InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Jailbirds ❯ A Real Dampner ( Chapter 6 )

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I must be sick updating so soon…

 

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The shower was a solemn affair, no-one spoke as they concentrated on getting clean, I asked Sango what one did for shampoo and she just glanced at the soap in my hand.

 

But I need hair product…

 

Half way through rinsing my hair all the water shut off.

 

Sango sighed. “It's because you were being such a prude, it's your own fault!” she said before I could even complain.

 

We left with everyone this time, and went back to our locker.

 

Everyone was putting their clothes back on whilst still wet.

 

“Sango, where are the towels?”

 

“We don't get any, I told you you'd be disappointed…”

 

Sango froze as she turned around to the locker and I peered over her shoulder.

 

Our clothes were gone.

 

“Don't worry Kagome, it's probably some `new girl trick' or something, we'll find them, start searching…” Sango reassured me.

 

We searched all the rows of lockers until there was no-one left but us, and still no sign of them, Sango said that they wouldn't be allowed leave carrying something so we started over again.

 

I was crouched down, looking into the floor level lockers when I felt a searing pain across my back, knocking me forward against the cold metal.

 

Too stunned to make a noise I looked around only to see a warden bringing down a leather strap to Sango's shoulder as she stood there gaping at what had just happened to me.

 

Another came down and I let out a cry, the resulting tingles made me feel like my skin was constricting.

 

I heard a cry from Sango, but I couldn't look over as I was suddenly yanked upwards into a standing position by my hair, my moan of pain bought me another smack across the hip.

 

Tears began to form in my eyes from the pain.

 

What's going on? Who's doing this? Why?

 

Tears now fell down my face and I tried to hold in a sob.

 

A voice shouted in my ear from behind.

 

“What the fuck are you doing?” it was a woman, and she reinforced her question by shaking my head around by my hair.

 

“Answer me!” Another strap, but to my thigh this time.

 

I let out my sob, “I don't know…”

 

Nothing else would come to me as an answer.

 

It wasn't good enough and she twisted my head around. Sango was now in my line of vision and unfortunately stuck in the same position I was.

 

The warden holding her was the same one that has given us a dirty look right before we entered the shower. She shook Sango by the hair, repeating what my captor had said.

 

“What were you doing?”

 

Sango winced, “we were looking for our clothes Miss, they went missing.”

 

A lone tear made its way down her face.

 

My head was jerked backwards and then my body was pushed forward to slam against the lockers with a loud bang. I slid down onto my knees, more tears falling.

 

There was another crash and I felt the body of Sango next to me, I looked up at the two women.

 

Both had haughty smirks and were holding leather straps, they were looking down on us like we were nothing but dirt.

 

I've never seen anyone as ugly in all my life. Have they no soul?

 

“You, you can't do this to us…” I braved, only to have the older one from earlier step forward and slap me across my shoulder; she also gave one to Sango for good measure.

 

The other one, looked a few years older than me, and was quite tall, I'd never be able to fight them off, so I left it.

 

The older one nudged her. “That one there,” she pointed at me, “She's a newbie, seems a bit dopey to me…”

 

The younger one huffed and crossed her arms like a spoilt child.

 

The older one spoke again, “We'll be nice to you since this is both your first offence, but next time you're late for the showers, for whatever bloody reasons, I promise we won't go as light on you as we did today, am I clear?” she arched a brow.

 

Neither of us answered, both busy sniffing and wiping our eyes.

 

“I said am I clear?!” she shouted.

 

“Yes Miss”, I managed weakly, Sango copied.

 

“Clothes are outside the door.” The younger one said, and when we didn't get up quickly enough she threatened another blow, “hurry the fuck up!” she yelled.

 

We pulled on our clothes as fast as we could in the hall. We were mostly dry now except for our hair.

 

We marched silently back to our cell, heads bowed behind yet another new warden, and were locked in.

 

I stood staring at the ground while Sango moved over to the alcove.

 

She was back standing beside me now and telling me quietly to climb up onto her bunk. I absently obeyed, still not over the shock of my abuse.

 

I've never been hit before.

 

I felt Sango beside me, and she gently turned my head and began to brush my hair. I broke out from my thoughts and looked around at her.

 

Her hair was still dishevelled

 

I sniffled, “its ok, Sango, I can brush my own hair…”

 

I reached for the brush and she pulled it away.

 

“I heard it was soothing, just relax and let me, I'm not good at these girly things but I'm trying, now turn back around.”

 

I gave her a small smile and turned back.

 

I still hurt. How can they do that to us… it was like we were nothing more than dumb animals to them… even an animal shouldn't be hit like that…

 

“Sango…?” my head swayed back and forth with the pull of the brush.

 

“Hmmm?” she replied.

 

“Are they allowed do that to us? Aren't there rules?”

 

She paused her brushing. “You really don't read newspapers do you?”

 

I shook my head.

 

“Well there are always reports and stuff in them about the abuse people receive in prison, she was right, we did get off easy, they have way worse punishments. But in the men's prisons its inhumane the sorts of things the wardens do to them.”

 

She sighed. “That was the first punishment I've gotten here…”

 

Oh my god… no…

 

“Sango… I… I'm so sorry, it's completely my fault, I shouldn't have made a fuss, then we wouldn't be like this. I'm so sorry.” New tears began to form in my eyes.

 

She wiped them away for me, “I've had worse beating than that Kagome, its fine, I really should have told you about the punishments in the first place.”

 

Huh?

 

“What do you mean worse beatings? You said it was your first…”

 

She smiled, which puzzled me. “I told you, I teach Aikido, I've been beaten countless times training and in tournaments, and I also do kickboxing. Until now, this has been the only place I've being without bruises.”

 

“So it doesn't hurt you anymore? You're used to it?” Wow.

 

“Oh, it still hurts, the thing about straps is that they sting for ages, if you get a punch, it pounds for a bit, then only when something touches off it, these ones will be sensitive for a while.”

 

Every time I moved and my clothes rubbed against my skin I was reminded that they were there.

 

“But if you're able to fight, why don't you, if they're afraid of you, they won't hurt you.”

 

She laughed at me. “Kagome, the important thing about doing martial arts is to know when to fight, and when not too. Besides I don't want to spend time in isolation, even though I can kick most their sorry asses, tazer gun or no…”

 

“Do they all do it? Hit the prisoners I mean, when we don't do something…”

 

“Not them all, Miroku for one won't unless it's really bad, otherwise he'll just warn you, I've seen him do both, one girl went mad one day and tried to attack him, he punched her right in the gut without a second thought, sending her flying backwards. She was taken away and none of us have heard from her since. He felt bad for it though, but he knew he had to do it.”

 

“Wow… he seemed nice enough.” I reached for the hairbrush. I felt I had to repay Sango by doing hers.

 

Once we'd settled into an easier position, I began to question her some more.

 

“He is handsome though…” I smirked, he was.

 

“Who?”

 

“Miroku, who else?” I tapped her shoulder with the brush, at which she hissed, and I gasped.

 

“Oh sorry, I forgot!”

 

“Already?” she looked perplexed.

 

“Or where you too busy thinking of him…”

 

“Wow, you make it sound like you don't like him.” I continued to brush her hair. It was so long! I was jealous.

 

“Men are idiots, he's no exception.”

 

“I see… bad experience with men?”

 

She snorted. “Men only want one thing from us. Sex.”

 

I sighed. What about companionship? Friendship? Are they not allowed that?

 

“You really think so?”

 

“Yes.”

 

I sighed again.

 

“I will admit though, he seems a good fighter, he has sharp reflexes. I wonder if he studied anything…”

 

I grinned.

 

I knew it!

 

“Say what you will, but I think you really do like him. You've got a crush on him don't ya?”

 

I moved my head to the side so I could see a bit of her face. Her bright read face.

 

Damn I'm good at this…

 

“If my shoulders weren't so sore, I'd hit you. I do not like him. I respect him.” She said curtly.

 

“Then why are you blushing?” I just had to point it out.

 

“I'm not blushing! I'm, just angry, cause of what those bitches did!” she huffed. I had finished with her hair and she turned back to face me and crossed her arms.

 

Trying to think of something to say, something occurred to me.

 

“Hey Sango, shouldn't it be lights off by now?”

 

She looked at me and then at the tiny narrow grill that was our window. It was still bright, but getting darker.

 

“No, dinner must have been early tonight, I told you, we eat whenever it's ready, there's no fixed time for it, the last few days its been on quite late.”

 

I nodded.

 

Hmmm, I never asked…

 

“Sango, I never asked, but what are you here for?”

 

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It's short but I had to end it there…

 

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A/N

 

Well I hope people are enjoying this, more and more things are falling into place for this fic, so I hope to update more frequently.

 

I'd like to thank Sirenic Sprite, for all her help, without her, I never would have come up with half the things I have planned for this story, even though I know she's not reading this story =P.

 

Thanks to:

 

YoukaiObsessed: I really don't know how you can sugar coat prison, I think I kinda am, it's very rough, especially in Japan, which I why I'm going to try my best to bring that across. Moments may not be updated as frequently, because I want to try get this done, not that I'll skimp on the story or anything…

Jebus: What does exposition mean, as far as I know its not a word. And my fics are always vegetarian and vegan friendly.

Bianca: InuYasha will be in the picture… somewhere. I can't tell you where though, you'll just have to keep reading!! ^_^.