InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Mental ❯ God Dammit, Sango! ( Chapter 7 )

God Dammit Sango! !

Kagome laid back on her bed, staring at the plain off white ceiling, with her legs hanging over the sides of her bed. She'd been staring at the same walls, and bland decor for the past few weeks. Ever since she was re-diagnosed with a slight state of Borderline Personality Disorder. However, she was too busy thinking of a way to bust out one day with Sango, a lovely girl, aged almost eighteen. Shared a room with Kagome for the better part of a month. Arriving shortly before her, being diagnosed with stress-related paranoid ideation, properly known as Delirium. She'd been bunking in the women's quarter level of Ridge View, for a week before the head officials of the N.I.H.M. reassigned her to room No. 279 P.M.W. permanently. Thankfully without Ayame, whom had been released due to an order by her father and mother.

Sango, the lover of one Miroku Houshi, and only close friend of Kagome's waltzed into the room after the evening counseling
service with a smile. She'd been taking her meds, normally the girl never appeared to be so happy. That particularly caught the girl on the bed's attention but shrugged it off seeing as how she'd slightly given in on her battles with the staff. One of them, Koga, was always bothering her and staring so she decided to lay low for a while and stay as far away from human contact as possible. Other than Sango, occasionally Yash and Miroku. She stayed to herself. After that incident a few hours earlier. With the snack machine she'd felt uneasy.

"Hey Kagome." The elder girl greeted, tying her long flowing dark brown hair into a low ponytail. Her violet eyes laying thick on the pensive girl in front of her.

"Hey." She replied with a small smile creeping it's way onto her soft features, as she repositioned herself to face her upright.

"How's the arm? Yash take care of it for ya?" Sango winked, taking a seat on her bed, opposite Kagome's. Preparing for bed checks.

"Pssh. He fucking stripped his shirt off and.."Kagome narrowed her eyes, rolling them to the side. "Get that thought of your dirty little head, I didn't ask you if you and Miroku had fun in the storage closet now did I?" She arched a brow sounding completely drained.

"Just so you know, it was in the shower room." She retorted, grabbing a pillow and pulling it to her chest. Her arms locked around it immediately. "So, the bleeding stop? Or are you going to need to be stitched up like a rag doll?"

"I think it's okay for now, I really don't need Doc and Koga after me again. I out ran him and Hiten, I think that's what his name was according to what Yash said. But anyway, the cuts aren't deep enough to drain all the blood from me dammit." The blood soaken girl groaned, running a hand through her hair, sighing as she flickered her eyes at her friend across from her.

"Are you blushing Kagome?" Sango inquired while biting her lip.

"What?! Why would I be blushing?" The girl spat, starting to feel a bit more uncomfortable. "Oh, you think it's cause of-"

"I know it's because of him." She smirked, giving her a knowing look. "Ever since you got here, and you met him he's been all dewy eyed and lusty. Maybe you just need to give him a cheap thrill for a night." She raised her brows suggestively.

Kagome's stormy eyes went wide, she felt heat slapping her in a force. It was probably painfully noticeable on her features. She was silent for a moment or two before shaking the mere thought from her head. "I don't want Yash!!"

"Oh." Sango was silent for a minute, and gnawed on her bottom lip. "I wasn't talking about him. It's Koga. You know your favorite little orderly." She chirped, sounding overly dramatic. "Obviously, you do want Yash cause you were thinking about him." The girl spoke with a stern expression toying in her eyes.

"I-I-No. I was just saying. He's just someone that I fuck with. He's so naive, you know he's my toy." Kagome attempted to recover any shroud of pride, but knew one thing about girl's like them, they always knew. Trickier than the devil herself.

"Okay, well what was that last week then. You know a few days after you made your grand intro." The older girl, smirked and couldn't help but bring up a fond memory of hers." You know which one I'm talking about, when we were on the suicide lock down and well, you, Kagome Higurashi. Asked him. 'nicely' if he would sleep with you on the couch so you wouldn't be cold."

"Yeah, I remember and that's just it Sango. He kept me from being cold. Nothing special about that now is there?" She arched a brow crossing her arms over her chest. Glaring at her friend, with another wave of blush rushing over her.

"Please Kags!" Sango rolled her eyes to the ceiling. "You want him. that's why you asked him of all the people around. Hell I would have offered to give you a blanket since I had extra but no, you went ahead and wanted his body pressed up against yours now didn't you?"

"You're delusional!" Kagome snickered to herself about the statement, knowing it was actually true about Sango.

"I may be. But Miroku's not and he saw it too. We both mentioned it to Yash at dinner, while you were sulking up here." She said as a matter of factly, then began scrutinizing the girl fidgeting in front of her. "Come on, Kagome I know you better than that, since the minute you saw him. You said you wanted to sleep with him cause he looked easy enough, but since he keeps denying it you want him more than you thought. Am I right?"

"Bed Checks!" A third voice beamed into the room then left as quickly as it came.

Kagome sat in complete silence, her heart pounding in her chest.' What in hell makes her think I like him, I just said I wanted to sleep with him that's all'. The girl zoned out staring at the dull patterns on the tile floor, particularly grateful she didn't have to sleep out in the halls again.

"Yo Kagome!!" Sango wailed, waving a hand in front of her face, trying to get the girl out of whatever world she was in. "You're thinking about him now."

"Shut up, I wasn't." She muttered lacking her usual arrogant tone.

"I bet you were thinking about how he felt against you that night. Waking up with his stiff morning wood, plastered against your skin. So how did it feel, don't think you're getting out of this one. I may be up there with you on the Doc's charts, but I'm not dumb, well when I'm on my meds. I know you too well, you want to wake up to that slab of meat every morning don't you?" The older of the two, questioned at rapid fire. "Fuck, I bet if you weren't such a puss you'd actually kiss him. I know you tease him with the biting and famed ear lobe sucking. But has he done it back to you? Teased? Tempted? Or does he have to just stand there and look at you? Perhaps it's just that slightest touch that sends you running to the closest bathroom to finger your stress away?"

"My aren't you the inquisitive one?" Kagome shot rolling her eyes, the plainly viewable blush, now turned into florescence .If she stepped out into the dark hallways, she would illuminate them a heated shade of crimson. "I never thought about that shit, and besides I am the one that fucks with his head, he doesn't do it to me. I've been around him every now and then and he seems to be too timid to go for anything like that! Maybe that's why I want to break him apart! I fucking hate that arrogant bastard!" She nearly yelled, trying to contain her embarrassment and anger, well frustration anyway.

"Sure whatever you say my Pink Night Light." Sango smirked, adjusting herself in bed. "Well, they're excusing us for the holidays, you know that right? We get two days to visit family. Of course they have to sign us out, you know. Just like we were in school." She continued, pulling the sheets up to her nose, staring at flustered Kagome through the faint light from the night stand.

"What are you getting at you subject changer?" Kagome arched a brow, pulling her knees to her chest.

"All I'm trying to get at is that Yash doesn't have family. Everyone's going to be under official care that goes with one orderly, and well he's going to be here all alone." She yawned. "Why don't you stay here with him over Christmas. Sleep. Sex. and continue on with your so called hatred of each other."

"Why the fuck don't you stay with him if you're so god damned worried Sango?" The youth murmered. "What if I want to get out of here and see my dumbass relatives?"

"Well that;s too fucking bad for you Higurashi." Sango stuck out her tongue. "You haven't been here long enough to leave. I've been here two months, they made some sort of deal with my mom to let me out for Christmas. That means you're stuck here with your wannabe fuck buddy."

"Bitch." She retorted, sighing. "I'm going back down to Suicide Lockdown."

"Why, hope Yash'll be there. He hasn't been down there in a week." The elder girl commented, beginning to nod off from her sleeping meds."If you need a smoke, they're in the dresser. Pyro kids, remember no giving them lighters tonight. Save it for when I'm there."

"Okay, I'm gone. Night Ho Slut." Kagome muttered, grabbing her pillow and blanket off the bed. For once she used the call button to have an escort down to the lockdown hallway and lounge. 'I wonder if any cartoons are on?'.