InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ JOURNEY ❯ Chapter 12 ( Chapter 12 )

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Chapter 12

 

Kagome watched him disappear into the distance. She had a serious lump in her throat and a knot in her stomach. If he had turned around and come back for her, she would have gone with him, without hesitation. She would give anything to feel the same love she had felt the night before. But he didn't turn around. He disappeared over the horizon without looking back. Kagome looked around and spotted a small convenience store across the street, so she headed there to get a drink. Several young men were sitting on a beat up car drinking beer. One of them offered her a beer as she came out of the store. She casually turned it down and walked away.

 

“You're new around here?” one of them asked.

 

“Yeah. It's been about ten years since I was here last.”

 

“Why don't you sit down and have a drink with us?”

 

“No thanks. I don't drink.”

 

“You know, you must be one hell of a screw for that biker to give you that kind of money,” one of them said as he walked toward her.

 

Kagome was not in the mood to deal with bullshit at the moment. “If you even <i>touch</i> me,” she said as he approached her. “I'll break your leg.” She wasn't rude. She wasn't angry. She was totally calm and completely serious. So when he put his arm around her waist, Kagome took a step back and kicked his kneecap with her boot heel - so hard that it went the other way. He fell to the ground writhing in agony. Kagome stepped over him as she continued walking. “I warned you, you dumb, fuck,” she said as she walked away.

 

Kagome walked up the street to where the Agency should have been, but the building had been abandoned, apparently for quite a while. The windows were broken and the door had been busted in. It looked like it had been empty for years. Kagome sat down on the steps to contemplate her next move.

 

“Are you Kagome Gray-Eagle?” asked and aging Lakota man as he put his hand on her shoulder.

 

“Who wants to know?” she asked carefully as she raised her head to look at him.

 

“I am Wesley TwoWolves. I am friend to your grandfather.”

 

“How do I know you aren't lying?”

 

“You are wise not to trust easily. There are many here who believe everything they are told - be it the truth or a lie. But I speak the truth. He gave me this to give to you.” The old man reached into his shirt pocket to retrieve a small beaded key ring. It was a circle of sky blue beads with gray beads shaped into a feather. It was the same one she had made for her grandfather on father's day when she was eleven. Her grandfather carried it with him everywhere. So when the old man pulled it from his pocket, she knew he was telling the truth. “He is waiting for you at the library.” He handed her the key ring and pointed her in the right direction.

 

“Thank you,” she said as she headed for the library.

 

“You are welcome, my friend.”

 

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As Kagome proceeded toward the library, she observed that the town was pretty small - smaller than Cameron. There also, as she had noted at the convenience store, was not much promise of finding work. She would find a way to survive, though. Kagome noticed that other than the size of the town, it looked pretty much the same as Cameron. “One reservation looks pretty much like them all, I guess,” she told herself.

 

Kagome approached the library and noted the poor condition of the building. Parts of the brick walls were beginning to crumble away. There were no windows at all, just four decaying walls.

 

Kagome opened the large wooden doors only to cringe as the rusty hinges squealed beneath the weight of the wood. She stepped inside to find a group of children reading aloud to each other at a table to her right. She spotted her grandfather sitting at a table reading a book in the back corner of the room. She walked softly, being careful not to make a sound as she sat down in the chair across form him. He was a little surprised when he set the book down and found Kagome waiting patiently.

 

“I see that you paid attention to something I taught you after all,” he complimented her. “I thought you did not.”

 

“Hai,” she grinned sheepishly, “I paid attention, although I must admit that I used think your teachings were useless.”

 

“And now?”

 

“Now, I see that I was wrong.”

 

“You have changed, Kagome. You are not the impetuous young girl that I remember.”

 

“No, I'm not. A lot has changed since I left.”

 

“Kagome, are the things they say in Arizona true? Did you kill the old woman and steal her money?”

 

“Iie. She gave us a bag of money from the safe and told us to leave. She never opened the register.”

 

“And also, where is Sango? You know her mother was killed in a fire last week?”

 

“It served her mother right. She should not have been so terrible to Sango. Sango never did anything to deserve her mother's hatred.”

 

“What happened to Sango?”

 

Kagome looked blankly at the floor, not wanting to explain what had transpired in Colorado.

 

“What happened?”

 

“Three Navaho men from Cameron picked us up in Colorado. They were carrying drugs. Grandpa...they…. raped…her” Kagome faltered, “then…they…killed her. They tried to do the same to me, but I got loose.”

 

“What else happened?”

 

“Jiichan…I …killed one of them. There was so much blood.”

 

“Don't despair. You only did what you had to do. But there is something else bothering you. Give me your hand.”

 

Kagome did as she was told.

 

“You're in love, aren't you?”

 

“Yes,” she said sadly.

 

“Well tell me about him,” he smiled.

 

“His name is Sesshomaru Taisho Parker. He is a part Japanese/ part Cheyenne. He has the most beautiful eyes. They are the color of an eagle's feather when it is touched by the morning sun. He is very handsome. He is a good man. He risked himself to save me from harm several times. He even went to jail in Sturgis fighting to protect me.”

 

“Where is he now?”

 

“On his way to Winner. Then, I suppose that he will return to Arizona. I chose to stay here. It will be better for both of us. I don't want to cause him anymore trouble, and I can't go back to Arizona with him. You know as well as I do that in the eyes of the law, I am guilty, because I am Indian.”

 

“Kagome, there is someone I would like you to meet. This is your brother, Souta RedWolf.”

 

She looked up to see the young man, who had appeared out of nowhere. He stood about 6'3” tall and weighed in at around 215 pounds of muscle. He looked a lot like her grandfather, except that he too had the green eyes of their shared father.

 

“Your mother,” her grandfather explained, “had a baby boy, Souta, about two years before you were born. Just like he did when she was carrying you, your father left your mother when he found out that she was pregnant. I took Souta from her when he was born and gave him to Wesley TwoWolves to raise with his children as one of his own. Then your father started hanging around again and I knew it was only a matter of time before your mother was pregnant again. But when you were born, your mother would not let me take you from her. I loved your mother dearly, but she was a very stubborn woman. I guess that trait runs in the family.” He paused to shake his head, sadly. “Kagome, even though you do not know Souta yet, I ask you to go with him and to trust in him.”

 

“Grandpa,” she replied, “If you trust him, then I will do no less. Once I thought of you as a senile old man who clung to the old ways like a helpless child; but now that I have been on my own, I see that your years have brought you much wisdom.”

 

“Thank you. It makes my heart glad to hear those words from you. Now, you must go with Souta. It is not safe for you here. The police are looking for you and I fear that it will not be long before they come here. If they do, there are some here who would turn you in. You must leave now. No one other than his father and myself will know where you are.”

 

“Thank you for everything,” she said as she followed Souta out of the library. Her grandfather waved goodbye and returned to reading his book.

 

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Souta RedWolf led Kagome to an old beat up Chevelle. The car looked like all that held it together was the thick layer of mud and dirt that covered its rusty body. Kagome got in the passenger's seat as Souta climbed behind the steering wheel. The car, as if proving right the old saying that `looks can be deceiving' roared to life the instant he turned the key. They rolled onto the highway and headed north.

 

 

TBC...

 

 

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