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"Kagome!" a kind-faced woman called as she stood on the back porch of her house. The house was really a shrine, and the porch
was really a small patio with rubber boots sloppily thrown next to the door and a sad-looking broom that had seen better days
leaning against the house. "Hurry up, you're going to be late for school!"
"I'm
coming mom!" Called the wild-haired teenager. Her long black hair flew around her, barely in any semblance of order and her
clear brown eyes scanned the room quickly, searching. "I can't find my backpack." She moaned in frustration. Then she saw
it, the pale yellow strap sticking out from under the couch. "Sota, I am so going to kill you!" She yelled.
"What?" the small boy asked, wandering into the living room, his toothbrush sticking out of his mouth. "It you're looking
for your backpack, it's under the couch. Remember? Buyo wouldn't stay out of it."
She blinked quickly, now she remembered. "Oh, right."
"Kagome! We still have
to pick Sango up!" Her mom called again.
"Sorry mom! I'm coming. I have everything
now." She said, charging out of the house.
"Kagome." her mother said exasperatedly.
"Forget something, like say, your shoes."
Kagome looked down at her feet, seeing
no shoes, only loose white socks. "Heh. Sorry mom." She said, sliding her feet into her brown loafers.
"Come on." Her mom said as she slid into the SUV. Kagome clamored into the back seat, yawning. "Still having trouble sleeping?"
her mother asked, glancing at her in the rearview mirror as she pulled out onto the street.
"Yeah. I have a lot of tests coming up this week." She said forcing a smile and changing the subject.
Sango stood on the curb, waiting for them to come. She just shook her head when they pulled up several minutes late. Kagome
scooted across the seat and pushed the door open for Sango to get in. She took one look at Kagome's dark circles and nodded.
She knew exactly what kind of night Kagome had passed.
The ride to school only
took ten minutes, but Kagome was already dozing off by the time they got there. Kagome caught her mom watching her.
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"She really thinks something's wrong with me." Kagome told Sango as they watched Mrs. Higurashi pull away.
"Well, it's not normal you know." Sango said, "Most people don't have recurring dreams." She said pointedly as she and Kagome
made their way into the school. "I mean, even if they do, I'm not sure that most people get killed in their dreams every night."
Kagome rolled her eyes. "I do not get killed every night." She stared down at her fingernails nervously. "It's not even the
dream that keeps me up." She said hopelessly, "It's the boy."
"Oh." Sango said,
"Him."
"Well, what am I supposed to do? It's not my fault." Kagome defended
irritably.
Sango rolled her eyes, "Well, don't you think it's a little odd?
I mean, really, how many people do we know who dream about white-haired teenagers with cat ears and fangs?"
Kagome glared at her, "They're dog-ears first of all, and how many girls do we know who have recurring dreams of any kind?"
She retorted.
"Either way, it's still not healthy." Sango argued. "You have
to tell your mom about them. I mean, she is a doctor."
Kagome glared at her
again, "She's a veterinarian. AND, I don't want her to worry about me. She hasn't really been the same since dad died. I mean."
Kagome said, choking on the words.
Sango nodded, "I know, Kagome. I remember
when my mom died. Dad was so sad for so long. Sometimes I still hear him talking to her, even though it's been eight years
now."
"I honestly don't know how you deal with it all, Sango." Kagome said sadly,
"I mean your dad's always away on some 'mission'. Kohaku's always getting in trouble, and without anyone but mom around to
help you. I just don't understand."
Sango sighed, "I couldn't do it if it weren't
for Miroku. He's been so supportive since dad went back into active service. He's even started to keep his hands to himself
more often."
The school bell rang, and the two girls darted into their homerooms.
They wouldn't see each other until lunch, but that was okay, by then Sango would have forgotten about Kagome's dream, even
if Kagome hadn't.
Kagome rested her hand on her chin staring dully at the bored.
The geometry teacher had been droning on about three variable plot systems for thirty minutes, and Kagome's eyelids seemed
to be getting heavier and heavier until, suddenly she was no longer in the class room.
Instead, she stood before a huge, hideous monster with horns and tentacles sprouting out from it's putrid body. She fired
arrow after arrow at it, blowing holes out of it again and again. But it seemed to be unstoppable, pouring at her insanely.
It swept over her, the stinging mass burning her skin horribly. Suddenly, she saw him, that mysterious guy from her dream.
He darted along the side of the monster, cool golden eyes filled with fear locked on her. "Inuyasha!" she screamed, falling
out of her desk with a thud.
"Miss Higurashi, are you well?" he asked, in his
boring, droning voice. "What may I ask is Inuyasha, and what does it have to do with this three variable coordinate system."
"Uh." she mumbled, "I'm not feeling well, may I go to the nurse, sir?" she asked, feeling the other students staring at her.
"Very well. Go on." He said droningly, "And Miss Higurashi, the next time you fall asleep, would you mind not disturbing the
class?" he asked as Kagome fled the room, her face fire red from embarrassment.
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