InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Never Fall for a Runaway ❯ Missing Her ( Chapter 3 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

The latter afternoon brought the heavy rains into rotation with small breaks of grey sunlight.Bathing the ground with small sparkles and flickers of rainbowed colors within the thick oils on the street. Either way you looked at it the city itself was a wasteland, somewhat being lit up with various decor making it more appealing to lonesome tavelers. Some still trying to figure out their lives, relighting a candle after it had been long burned out.

Kagome was no different, she'd longed to come back and venture down the familiar streets she knew in her childhood and find herself. She left this damned town in her later teenage years swearing she would die before she came back. But found herself taking in her surroundings, with a new found interest. It wasn't often that she felt so weak, the last time she felt like this was the last time she saw him. The thought crossed her mind as she carelessly strode by the corner where they first met on their walk to school. Freshman year of highschool, the place where she met Sango, and Miroku. The very spot where her whole life changed. A gracious smile spread across her face as every feeling she ever felt burst through her slender body. Her stormy eyes dipped in the direction of the now-closed down local restaurant where she was employeed with her first job. Back then being 16, you couldn't get a better job, or a worse one depending on how you looked at it.

Kagome felt a rather brisk wind picked up, blowing the light shower onto her. The side way sheet of rain danced on her flesh, cooling the warm surface with autumn cold.A deep grin weighed on her face, dropping her pink umbrella to the ground. Letting in fall into a greased puddle. The young woman, ran, happily. Spinning in fast passed circles absorbing every second of her and the open street. On lookers stared, children giggled watching a fully grown woman going along with a different beat from her own drum. Content, lively. Waltzing her way down Stella St., jolting up the small stoop to the door of her friends home. Her clothes hung heavily, held down from the slick moisture of being exposed in the open. Long strands of her raven hair clinging tightly to the curves of her body. She shivered from the frost ridden gust that blustered by as she smiled wide, and placed a hand on the door. Her vibrant eyes flickered over the rusted knocker and wrapped her fingers around the tarnished brass, thudding it roughly against the wood. Secluding her from her "family" she'd missed for so long.

After a few minutes of pounding the door down and the sounds of unlatching locks and muffled voices were heard. Ones she already knew well. The large piece of carved oak opened revealing a man in his twenties, navy blue eyes that you could get lost in. and that same sort, black pony tail placed at the back of his head. Kagome smirked inwardly. Lifting her head up from the gaze she left on the ground, up to his shocked face.

"There has been a Kagome spotting, call the cops and tell 'em she's no longer M.I.A!" Miroku called back to Sango, whom was in the living room at the time. The young man smiled warmly wrapping his arms firmly around the girl. His dark eyes closed pulling her wet body tighter against his chest.

"Where the fuck have you been Kagome?" He mummbled into her hair. "We miss you, ya know."

"I've been everywhere in Hell's Half Acre, but I'm home now." The young woman muttered quietly, rubbing his back with her small hands. She slid her body back to look him in the eye, with her infamous grin."I live 4 blocks down, 1284 Delaware. Apartment number 16."

"Come in, you stupid girl. " He shook his head, rolling his eyes."You know, you haven't changed at all."

Kagome followed him in, gripping his hand lightly with the tips of her fingers."Well, duh, what was I supposed to sprout four other heads and walk around sucking the life out of people for the hell of it."

"You're right. The ho slut hasn't changed a bit." Sango interjected from the living room floor, with a large, inreplaciable smile. Kagome's eyes scintillated as she dove into the floor on top of her best friend.Sango's arms opened wide welcoming back apart of their lives they thought that they'd lost forever.The light they'd missed, her presence was overwhelming sometimes, just how heavenly it was, or appeared to be.