Fallen Angel
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InuYasha › Het - Male/Female › InuYasha/Kagome
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Adult +
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7
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4,165
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32
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Kagome's Life
Disclaimer: Sadly I don't own the characters...
Fallen Angel by Sachiko Hisake
Summary: Kagome is teenage girl dealing with a frail mother, abusive father, and a snobbish older sister while trying to balance school and the other obstacles of her hellish life.
~Kagome’s Life~
Kagome woke up to the sound of the alarm clock ringing with annoyance the start of another day. She hit the snooze button hoping for a few more minutes of silence until a rasping was heard on the other side of her door.
“Get up bitch! I don’t want to be late because of your inability to get up early!” came a harsh voice.
“Honey, please don’t yell.”
“I can do whatever the fuck I want, Mom. Kagome is holding me back again with her complete stupidity.” Kikyo yelled back at her mom with audible exasperation lingering in every word.
Kagome’s mother poked her head through the door.
“Kagome, please get dressed quickly. Your sister is in another one of her moods. I will see you downstairs.” she quietly whispered making sure Kikyo did not hear.
“Okay, I will be right down madam.”
Kagome rose from her bed to walk to the end of her small, closet-like room to dress in the clothes she had set out the day before.
Every morning was the same. Kikyo would always verbally threaten her while her mother watched the deed acting as an innocent bystander. She would once in a while try to intervene but was always shot back down by Kikyo’s foul mouth.
Kikyo was Kagome’s older sister who went to the same high school as her, Shikon High. Kagome’s mother was a frail woman who wanted to please her older daughter at every possible moment while in the process always disregarding her youngest daughter. Kagome’s father lived in a different house with his mistress and her daughters. He also loved Kikyo dearly and thought of Kagome as a walking piece of half-breed trash.
Daniel, her father, was a Japanese man raised in America and her mother, Phuc, was a Vietnamese immigrant. When they got married they both decided to move to Japan to raise their children. The first few years were great when Kikyo was born, but when Kagome was conceived he found out that he was not the father and that a white man that raped Phuc was. He never really cared for Phuc and because she was pregnant again he was left to himself most of the time. So he decided to take on not one, but many mistresses, all with her mother’s consent since she was too weak herself to stop him. Also, her father had a record for being a abusive person, drunk and sober, but he would never dream of hurting his precious Kikyo, no of course not, he saved all his pent up anger and frustration to be let out on Kagome which could be seen by the many black and blue marks that covered her body and the monthly visits to the hospital for broken bones.
Kagome walked over to her small blue vanity table taking a brush and running it a couple times through her hair to smooth out the rough ends before setting it up in a low ponytail. She wore a gray tank top and a black jacket over it with a set of old second-hand jeans. She also took a moment to apply some cover up to the bluish marks on the side of her face and neck. She did not need anyone questioning her again about them. One time was enough to convince her to start using make-up.
“Will you fucking hurry up, damn!” came Kikyo’s voice through the thin walls of her room.
After one more check, Kagome picked up her backpack and hung it over one shoulder. She left the room and treaded downstairs. Her mother was in the kitchen cleaning up after one of Kikyo’s magnificent breakfast while a cereal bar was laid on the table for Kagome. She grabbed it and stuck it into her pocket for a small snack later in class.
“Are you done yet? Damn, I swear you are a fucking retard.”
“I’m sorry Kikyo. Yes, I am ready to leave.”
Kagome followed Kikyo out the door to her car giving her mother a nod of goodbye. Kagome got into the back seat and closed the door to Kikyo’s imported red skyline.
“I saw a cereal bar on the table. Was it yours? Do you still have it? I’m hungry and you don’t need it anyway. Look at your ugly ass figure. What the hell have you been eating?” Kikyo commented to Kagome as she climbed into the driver side of the car.
Kagome handed her the concealed bar. She never really thought eighty-five pounds was obese, but maybe times were changing. She never could keep up with the style of this generation.
About one mile from the high school around 7:15, Kikyo pulled to the side of the street where a group of loud, obnoxious girls stood waving to guys who were hot or had nice cars.
Kagome slid out of the back seat to the sidewalk making room for all of Kikyo’s friends to get it. This was also another part of her daily life. To Kikyo, she was a waste of space in her car when her friends could be sitting there instead. So every morning she would be dropped off at the same spot and had to walk the rest of the way to school.
“Oh Kikyo, you took that stupid girl for another ride again? You are so kind hearted. I could never do that for someone who is so hideous as her.” one blond girl curtly said causing the other ‘barbies’ to shriek with laughter.
“I know she is an idiot but I feel so sorry for her.” Kikyo followed up. Then again the girls gave her another round of ‘Kikyo you are so nice’ ‘Kikyo you are so kind’ with her soaking it all in like an attention-starved queen. Kikyo gave Kagome a feign look of pity and sped of onto the main street leaving Kagome behind to cough in the gray cloud of smog her car left behind. This was a great start to the second week of school.
A/N: I know this is sort of a short chapter but I have more written out already and I would just like to see if anybody would like to read more. Thanks for your input or just for reading! Both is greatly appreciated!
Ms. Hisake
Fallen Angel by Sachiko Hisake
Summary: Kagome is teenage girl dealing with a frail mother, abusive father, and a snobbish older sister while trying to balance school and the other obstacles of her hellish life.
~Kagome’s Life~
Kagome woke up to the sound of the alarm clock ringing with annoyance the start of another day. She hit the snooze button hoping for a few more minutes of silence until a rasping was heard on the other side of her door.
“Get up bitch! I don’t want to be late because of your inability to get up early!” came a harsh voice.
“Honey, please don’t yell.”
“I can do whatever the fuck I want, Mom. Kagome is holding me back again with her complete stupidity.” Kikyo yelled back at her mom with audible exasperation lingering in every word.
Kagome’s mother poked her head through the door.
“Kagome, please get dressed quickly. Your sister is in another one of her moods. I will see you downstairs.” she quietly whispered making sure Kikyo did not hear.
“Okay, I will be right down madam.”
Kagome rose from her bed to walk to the end of her small, closet-like room to dress in the clothes she had set out the day before.
Every morning was the same. Kikyo would always verbally threaten her while her mother watched the deed acting as an innocent bystander. She would once in a while try to intervene but was always shot back down by Kikyo’s foul mouth.
Kikyo was Kagome’s older sister who went to the same high school as her, Shikon High. Kagome’s mother was a frail woman who wanted to please her older daughter at every possible moment while in the process always disregarding her youngest daughter. Kagome’s father lived in a different house with his mistress and her daughters. He also loved Kikyo dearly and thought of Kagome as a walking piece of half-breed trash.
Daniel, her father, was a Japanese man raised in America and her mother, Phuc, was a Vietnamese immigrant. When they got married they both decided to move to Japan to raise their children. The first few years were great when Kikyo was born, but when Kagome was conceived he found out that he was not the father and that a white man that raped Phuc was. He never really cared for Phuc and because she was pregnant again he was left to himself most of the time. So he decided to take on not one, but many mistresses, all with her mother’s consent since she was too weak herself to stop him. Also, her father had a record for being a abusive person, drunk and sober, but he would never dream of hurting his precious Kikyo, no of course not, he saved all his pent up anger and frustration to be let out on Kagome which could be seen by the many black and blue marks that covered her body and the monthly visits to the hospital for broken bones.
Kagome walked over to her small blue vanity table taking a brush and running it a couple times through her hair to smooth out the rough ends before setting it up in a low ponytail. She wore a gray tank top and a black jacket over it with a set of old second-hand jeans. She also took a moment to apply some cover up to the bluish marks on the side of her face and neck. She did not need anyone questioning her again about them. One time was enough to convince her to start using make-up.
“Will you fucking hurry up, damn!” came Kikyo’s voice through the thin walls of her room.
After one more check, Kagome picked up her backpack and hung it over one shoulder. She left the room and treaded downstairs. Her mother was in the kitchen cleaning up after one of Kikyo’s magnificent breakfast while a cereal bar was laid on the table for Kagome. She grabbed it and stuck it into her pocket for a small snack later in class.
“Are you done yet? Damn, I swear you are a fucking retard.”
“I’m sorry Kikyo. Yes, I am ready to leave.”
Kagome followed Kikyo out the door to her car giving her mother a nod of goodbye. Kagome got into the back seat and closed the door to Kikyo’s imported red skyline.
“I saw a cereal bar on the table. Was it yours? Do you still have it? I’m hungry and you don’t need it anyway. Look at your ugly ass figure. What the hell have you been eating?” Kikyo commented to Kagome as she climbed into the driver side of the car.
Kagome handed her the concealed bar. She never really thought eighty-five pounds was obese, but maybe times were changing. She never could keep up with the style of this generation.
About one mile from the high school around 7:15, Kikyo pulled to the side of the street where a group of loud, obnoxious girls stood waving to guys who were hot or had nice cars.
Kagome slid out of the back seat to the sidewalk making room for all of Kikyo’s friends to get it. This was also another part of her daily life. To Kikyo, she was a waste of space in her car when her friends could be sitting there instead. So every morning she would be dropped off at the same spot and had to walk the rest of the way to school.
“Oh Kikyo, you took that stupid girl for another ride again? You are so kind hearted. I could never do that for someone who is so hideous as her.” one blond girl curtly said causing the other ‘barbies’ to shriek with laughter.
“I know she is an idiot but I feel so sorry for her.” Kikyo followed up. Then again the girls gave her another round of ‘Kikyo you are so nice’ ‘Kikyo you are so kind’ with her soaking it all in like an attention-starved queen. Kikyo gave Kagome a feign look of pity and sped of onto the main street leaving Kagome behind to cough in the gray cloud of smog her car left behind. This was a great start to the second week of school.
A/N: I know this is sort of a short chapter but I have more written out already and I would just like to see if anybody would like to read more. Thanks for your input or just for reading! Both is greatly appreciated!
Ms. Hisake