InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Legacy ❯ Transferred ( Chapter 2 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

“Kagome!̶ 1; Sango called while trying to slip into her navy green khakis. “Breakfast will start without us if you don't wake up already!”

Kagome shifted from under the covers. She drowsily pokes her head from her comfortable blankets. 'Ohh, man! I wish there was once a time I could stay in bed a little longer.' Pulling back a bit of the covers she calls back out to her roommate. “I'll be up soon...” But as soon as she spat the words out, her head flopped back onto the pillow.

“By 'soon,' I hope you mean now,” Sango said a little impatient as she tied her blackish-brown hair up in a high pontytail. She got a lazy moan as a response. “If you're not off the bed in 5 seconds, I'm dragging you out whether you like it or not.” No answer. “5...” she started, “4... 3...,” she carefully crept to Kagome's bedside. “2...,” she slowly and carefully reached for the hem of the covers. Securing her fingers at the blankets, she begins her attack. “1!!” Sango abruptly pulled the covers completely off Kagome's balled up figure and jumped right on top of her. Kagome let out a surprised yell at Sango's booming voice and her weight coming down on her like a boulder. Sango was able to pin Kagome's hands and her legs down after a minor struggle. Kagome tried to break free from her friend, but she knew too well she can't match the toughest of her group.

“OK, Sango,” Kagome said as she continued to struggle, no matter how futile it was, “I'm up. Now get off of me!”

“I'm not lettin' you get off that easily.”

“Huh?”

“For making me go through all the trouble of getting your head out of the clouds for the fourth time this week, I'm gonna have to teach you a lesson,” Sango wore a sinister and conniving smile as she lowered her head towards her pinned friend. Kagome's eyes widen at the moment and her mind started racing. She tried to struggle with more intensity, but Sango was already an inch from her face. Kagome shut her eyes tight... 'WHAT IN THE WORLD ARE Y--?!' then... an intense vibrating sensation radiated from her neck. Kagome opened her eyes to see Sango blowing against her neck, one of her most ticklish spots. Kagome couldn't stifle a laugh and let it out.

“SANGO! S-STOP IT!” Kagome cried out in-between laughs. “OK! OK! I GIVE! I GIVE!”

Sango kept it up for at least a minute and finally pulled her head back. “That's what you get for making me come get you almost every morning. Do you know how annoying it gets?”

“Excuse me? I didn't ask you to be my wake-up service,” Kagome retorted. Sango moved in for the attack again. Kagome wasn't wanting another one; she was still out of breath from the first. “I TAKE IT BACK!” she quickly corrected herself drawing her head as far back from Sango as she can, despite the mattress. Sango pulled back and smiled playfully at Kagome. Kagome returned the smile.

A rather cold “ahem” was uttered. Kagome and Sango quickly looked at the doorway to find Kikyo, who gave them a suspicious look. “Do I really want to know what you're doing?” The two looked at each other and realized the questionable/suggestible position they were in – it kinda looked like Sango was about to assault her defenseless companion. The two blushed, and Sango quickly jumped off while Kagome scrambled to her feet. “Is there something I should know about?”

Sango's face fumed with anger and embarrassment. “Oh, don't even go there, Kikyo! That's the lowest your thought could get!”

“If you two are done with your private business, I'd like to have a chance to have a bite of something to eat,” Kikyo said. There didn't seem to be any emotion in that one. “Hurry and make yourself decent, Kagome.” Kikyo turned and headed back downstairs.

“Heartless witch...” Sango thought.

“Pompous windbag...” Kagome thought. As much as their companion left a bad taste in their mouth after that remark, Sango and Kagome knew she wouldn't really mean it. The three just have a knack of calling each other names and “insulting” one another as a joke.

Sango stood up. “C'mon, let's go.”

“Uh, I haven't showered yet,” Kagome said looking up at Sango.

“You can do that later,” Sango said. She grabbed a clean pile of clothes and tossed to Kagome – a white, loose tank top and a pair of navy green khakis. “Hurry up and let's go. I'm starvin'.” Kagome smiled and giggle at her and got up to quickly make the bed while slipping into her clothes. “Hey, let's race,” Sango suggested. “We haven't done that in a while.”

“Yeah, sure. But I gotta make the bed, so give me one --”

“2-3-GO!!” Sango spewed out those words in almost 1 second flat and made a dash for the stairs.

“Hey, no fair, cheater!” Kagome called out as she ran after her, forgetting the bed. The two were practically pulling at one another to get the lead while running down the hallway. Once they made it to the stairs, Sango already well in the lead. She ran down the stairs, skipping 3 or 4 steps on the way down. Kagome found the convenient way down by sliding on the rails. At the moment Sango jumped the last 6 steps, Kagome hopped off the rail, and the two continued their race. Sango finally made a unanimous lead, but once they neared the mess hall, a puffy calico cat chased by a scruffy dog got right in Sango's path, making her skid to a reluctant stop. Sango was trying to regain her balance after her abrupt halt, unfortunately, she didn't count on one other thing.

“SANGO, DON'T STOP!”

WHAM!! THUD!! MMRREEOOW! RRUFF! CHOMP!! SLASH!

Kikyo looked down on the floor to find the most ridiculous spectacle of her life. Kagome lie toppled on top of Sango, both had a refining scratch mark across their cheek, compliments of a very angry cat, and a dog clinging to Sango's head with its jaws.

“I hope you have a good explanation about nearly sandwiching the cat,” Kikyo said sarcastically. “Did you do something different with your hair, Sango?” Kikyo smirked, trying to contain her laughter. The two huffed at her haughty smile and casted an aggravated look at the fat cat and the rather occupied dog.

“Thanks a lot, Buyo,” they said as the cat lifted its nose into the air and walked passed the two, brushing its bushy tail across their face. As for the dog, it wasn't look like it felt like letting go. Kagome promptly got off Sango as Sango tried to pry the dog's jaws from her head.

As usual for breakfast, Kagome and Sango sat together along with Kikyo. While they were chatting away, Kagome caught sight of the outside through the huge window.

The sun was just peaking over several skyscrapers, overviewing the streets of Tokyo. Well, if not for the ghost-town look of the city. Though the buildings were intact, the concrete was slowly eroding and glass were cracked and dusted to near opaqueness. Traffic lights were beyond damage as well as other street lights. Traffic signs and were scuffed up and bent.

It's been fifty years since the sudden invasion and hostile takeover of a demon army. The struggle between humans and demons lasted very briefly as the demons overpowered the humans. From then on, Japan has been a hell-hole. Demons have ruled the country, now renamed Ankoku, with an iron fist under the power of three demon lords, each ruling their own regions of the country. The population of humans dwindled as the demons increased in their own numbers. By now, the only sightings of the majority of humans can only be seen as servants and slaves to the demons.

The rest of the humans are either rebels or dead. Secretly, a few groups of humans were gathered together to form an underground organization separated into three main sectors, each corresponding with the three different regions – north, south, and central - where the Demon Lords rule individually. Several more sections were branched from the three main ones in order to cover Ankoku. Their one goal: overthrowing the Demon Lords and the destruction of the demonic empire.

For as long as Kagome can remember living in the main southern sector, all her life she was taught by her superiors to avoid demons at all costs, and the only enemy she has are the demons. Though that has been the usual rule among the humans, Kagome doesn't feel exactly comfortable with that rule.

“Hey, Kagome,” Sango snapped her friend from her thoughts, “did you hear what I just said?”

“Huh?” Kagome shook her head and looked at Sango.

“Exactly.”

“Exactly what?”

“What you didn't hear me call you a nut with a one-track mind?”

“You called me a what?”

“I'm just playing!” Sango let out a laugh while Kikyo let out a sigh. Kagome playfully landed a punch to her friend's arm and snickered. Suddenly, a man came up to their table.

“Higurashi,” the man addressed Kagome.

“What is it?” A look of concern marked Kagome's expression when she saw the seriousness of the man's face.

“Miss Midoriko requested your presence,” the man said. With that he left.

“I wonder what she could want,” Kikyo asked, “especially if she wants you.” That last syllable sounded ominous.

“Whatcha do this time, Kagome?” Sango said playfully.

“Very funny, Sango,” Kagome sneered. “But I guess I'll find out once I see her.”

After breakfast, Kagome immediately reported to the main office. She knocked on the door and waited until she was given permission to enter. Once she was in she found the leader of her sector, Midoriko, a former Shinto priestess, waiting for her. She walked in.

“You asked for me, ma'am?” Kagome closed the door behind her and stepped forward.

“Yes, I did,” Midoriko answered. “Come, I have something to tell you.” Kagome stepped a few feet closer until she was about 4 feet from her superior. Midoriko turned and looked out the window. “There's been a shortage of some rebels at the section in Central Ankoku. The northern and southern sectors have been asked to spare a few recruits for the main sector of Central Ankoku. Considering there is one last spot available, I've decided to send you.”

Kagome's eyes widened. “Me? Why me?”

“I know this is rather sudden,” Midoriko turned to her, staring into Kagome's blue eyes with empathy. “But trust me when I saw you have what it takes for this. I know you possess the right potential. I trust you'll come to understand soon.”

There was a long silence in the office. Midoriko waited for a reaction. Kagome was in a flux. Should she leave and go to Central Ankoku, leave behind the place where she called home from the time she was born? Then again, being transferred to the most prestigious and best of sectors is an honor, indeed.

“You don't have to decide now, Kagome,” Midoriko added. “If you would like, I'll give you more time to think it over.”

“I appreciate that, ma'am,” Kagome smiled.

“But I'll need an answer by tomorrow,” the woman added. “The day after that is the last day for any new recruits to go to Central Ankoku.”

Kagome nodded and respectfully bowed before leaving. She made her way out to the field where some of the rebels were having a brief recess. She sat herself at the base of the stairs, her mind reviewing everything Midoriko has told her.

“HEY, YOU!!” Suddenly, Kagome was tackled to the ground by a familiar weight, just like the one that morning. Yep, it's Sango. Kagome struggled to throw her off, but Sango caught her in a choke-hold and ground her knuckles into her head. “So spill. What did Midoriko want?”

“Well, something,” Kagome said bluntly, trying to twist her head from her friend's hold. The knuckles ground harder into her noggin.

“That's not telling me anything,” Sango pushed on. “C'mon and tell me already, or you might end up with a dent in this thick skull of yours by tonight!”

With a swift movement of her leg, Kagome's foot knocked Sango's footing off-balance, and Kagome lurched forward and threw her oppressor off her back in a judo-style throw. Sango flipped out of the throw and stood ready. The two engage in a mock-fight, each easily evading and blocking the other's blows.

After a while, the two slump on the ground, visibly tired from their quick spar.

“So,” Sango huffed, “are you gonna tell me or not?”

“Alright, fine,” Kagome breathed out heavily. The two situated themselves so that they sat side by side. “Midoriko thought I'd be the perfect candidate for a transfer to the main sector at Central Ankoku.”

“Say what?!” Sango was shocked.

“She said the place was short several rebels and are asking some of new recruits from the other sections. Midoriko chose me to go for our sector.”

“Of course the main sector would be needing more recruits,” Sango commented. “That place is at the heart of the demon-empire. Truckloads of rebels drop like flies there.”

“Thanks for your concern,” Kagome replied sarcastically.

“Look, Kagome,” Sango looked into Kagome's clear blue eyes with seriousness, “you know as well as I do that Central's main sector is very infamous for it's hard training sessions and not-so-gentle rebels.”

“Not to mention the rather rash, suicidal tactics in the battlefield,” a cold voice added. Kagome and Sango turn to see Kikyo walking toward them. “The sector is like a military camp crossed with a death camp.”

“Way to brighten the mood at the moment, you pessimist,” Sango sneered.

“I'm only stating the facts,” Kikyo sat down in front of her two companions. “So, you're getting transferred. When are you leaving?”

“I don't even know if I really want to go,” Kagome looked down at the ground. “I mean, it's great that Midoriko would recommend me, but I don't want to leave you guys behind. Well, maybe I can live without you,” Kagome swayed her head Kikyo's way.

“Don't push it,” Kikyo said emotionlessly.

“As a team member,” Sango started, “I encourage you to take the advantage of this opportunity, but as a friend, I'd rather you think about this carefully. Whatever you choose, we'll be supporting you all the way.” Kagome looked a tad skeptical about the “we” part of the sentence. She glanced over at Kikyo and found her smiling, not a noticeable one, but it's there.

“Thanks,” Kagome smiled back at them.

Nightfall finally came after a day's worth of sessions. All the members were in their dorms. Well, all but one. Kagome sat in her bed, thinking hardly about her choices. She looked out the window and saw the waning moon.

“It's really something isn't it?” Sango said, lifting herself from her pillow. “The moon, I mean. No matter how much the world from below it changes, the moon remains the same. Even in its different phases, the moon is still there, as it always is even if not visible.”

“You don't mean to say you really believe this world will keep changing, even if we happen to achieve our goals for humanity, do you?”

“Not so sure myself, but changes are natural and inevitable in this world. We can't do anything to keep it from changing into anything other than what we want it to be. But we can guide it along a better path.”

“Guide it, huh? Then I'm gonna need some help guiding my own changing life.”

“Like I said before, I'm willing to support you all the way.”

Kagome finally took her gaze off the white moon and fixated them on Sango. She gave her a small smile. “Thanks, then we will see about it tomorrow, shall we?”

Sango smiled back with a streak of confidence. “Looks like we will.” The two gazed back at the moon. Moments later, both roommates were fast asleep, awaiting what life has in store for them for the day.

“You are certain this is your final answer?” Midoriko looked up from her paperworks.

“Yes, ma'am,” Kagome responded.

“This is a considerable choice you've made, Kagome. I'm glad you are taking this into mind and into your own hands.”

“I guess I'll find out if it is as it sounds,” Kagome muttered to herself.


Next chap will be coming soon, hopefully. Please review.