"Talking"
'Thinking'
Memories or Voices
Stressed
The sky was a light blue that was slightly tainted by the shifting clouds. The sun was lazily shining done upon the people. Each person crossed the streets or walked the sidewalks with no concern. That was life; life was no concern when everything was going right. The trees shifted in the breeze as if trying to avoid the presence of one pedestrian. A gentle laugh with a cold and empty gaze made the wind stir as the woman continued her path. Her onyx hair remained perfect as the breeze passed her body. The long hair that lightly brushed her lower back didn't stir for the breeze. The perfect tresses slightly moved as she turned into a local shop.
Her gaze could be considered cold if you looked and glanced away. Most didn't stare long enough to realize the gaze was empty. The leather of her gloves brushed a piece of hair behind her ear as her hand acted on its own accord. Moving through the small shop, she sat at a table and waited to be served. Her perfect metallic silver lips slightly turned up into a smile. The woman let her gaze stalk every person in the shop. Her gray-blue eyes narrowed when she didn't seem to find what she was looking for. She then noticed a man approaching her table with an apron on. Her delicate eyebrow rose in question.
His crimson hair was tied back in a low ponytail and his emerald eyes held a hint of annoyance. The woman decided to see if this was the man, her master was talking about, or at least one of the men. He stopped in front of her table and she gaze him an uninterested gaze. She carefully let her ki slip from her barriers and brush against ki. A smirk of triumph crossed her face when she realized that he was whom her master sought. Deciding to give into temptation, she smiled up at him. It had been to long since she last socialized.
"May I take your order?" The man's smooth voice asked.
"I'm new in town," she began adding a hint of embarrassment to her tone, "what's good here?"
He gave her a reassuring smile before he answered, "The tea and baked goods are safe…but I wouldn't trust the soup."
"I heard that Suiichi!" Another man yelled out from behind the counter.
"And here I was looking forward to the soup," the woman sighed with a pout.
"Well Ms…"
"My name's Kagome," the woman supplied with a charming smile.
"I think the Miso soup is safe enough," Suiichi assured.
"You don't seem like the type to work here," Kagome observed with an innocent smile.
"I don't, just helping a friend," Suiichi answered.
"Then I won't take up your time, I'll have the Miso soup," Kagome happily said.
"No problem," Suiichi said as he walked away.
Kagome returned to empty gaze as she let it land upon the man that had shouted at Suiichi. Once again she let her ki slip pass her barrier and towards his ki. It brushed against his and she grinned in triumph. Her master would be pleased to find that she was finding the spirit detectives this quickly. Before she could seal her ki, she noticed the man turn his brown eyes to her. His black hair was slicked back with a gel that gave his hair a green tint. Turning away she hid all traces of ki, if he searched he would find her to be a normal human.
Kagome snorted at the thought of being a normal human. It had been far to long since she had been considered normal. Of course, her normal was not the normal for the humans of today. Suiichi returned with the green tea and Miso soup on a small tray. Kagome thanked him and watched him walk off. She stirred the Miso soup with her spoon and pushed it aside for the green tea. Taking a gently sip she watched as the man with hair slicked back whispered something to Suiichi. Suiichi nodded and removed the apron and walked into the back.
'Do they know who I am?' Kagome wondered.
That was impossible for them to know who she was, what she is. Finishing her tea, she left a generous tip on the table and walked to the front to pay the bill. The man punched in the bill with an uneasy look on his face.
"New in town?" The man asked. Kagome glanced to the nametag and saw that he was Yusuke.
"Yeah, just got here the other day," Kagome answered as he took the money.
"Where'd ya come from?" Yusuke asked.
"Just got back from a trip to Germany," Kagome answered.
"A trip…so you lived here before?" Yusuke asked as he counted out her change.
"I used to live here before," Kagome whispered.
"Good luck getting around," Yusuke mumbled as Kagome left.
Kagome walked down the sidewalk with new vigor. Her leather coat covered her from the cool breeze. It briefly brushed against her bare thighs with each step. The skirt she wore was to low in her opinion, it barely touched the middle of her thighs. She made a note to never wear a leather skirt again. The silver tank top she wore didn't matter to her as she continued her walk. Once she entered the park, she removed the black pearl that was inside her bra. Dropping it to the ground, she kneeled down and tapped it twice. A dark portal opened and she quickly jumped inside.
She walked up the dirt path to the castle in front of her once the dark portal closed. Everything inside left her and she felt hollow inside as she continued to her journey. Walking up a few steps, she made her way to her master's chamber. Her black boots clicked against the wooden surface with each step. Sliding the shoji screen, her eyes landed upon the small girl. Her white kimono was perfect in being kept clean and wrinkle free. Her black eyes were void of everything as her mirror was softly held to her. Her ivory complexion was given a ghostly appeal as the sunlight reflected against her skin. The white hair was left straight with her bangs and pale white flowers.
"How are you doing Kanna?" Kagome asked with little emotion. She made it a point to talk to the girl.
"I am living," Kanna softly answered.
"Very well," Kagome said as she walked past the girl.
Not bothering to knock she slid open another shoji screen. Her face was empty of everything as she entered the light filled room. Blossoms from the falling Sakura trees were strewn about the flower. Kagome frowned and walked over to the man in the middle of room. His gaze was focused on the Sakura blossom that Kagome had crushed underneath her boot.
"You bring good news?" The man's deep voice asked.
"Yes master," Kagome answered with a bow.
His crimson gaze took in Kagome's form witha sense of victory. He motioned her to sit across from him. His long onyx hair fell over his shoulder as the rest was draped to the middle of his back. Kagome sat down and gazed into those crimson orbs. The outfit he wore consisted of black jeans and a white dress shirt. Despite the disdain for modern clothes, he tried to remain updated.
"Speak Kagome," the man ordered.
"I have encountered two of the four spirit detectives," Kagome answered.
"What of the other two?" He inquired.
"I will find them soon," Kagome assured with a hint of annoyance.
"Tell me about the two you found."
"I have located the Kitsune who is with human form and the human with demon ancestry. The Kitsune goes by the name Suiichi and the other human goes by Yusuke," Kagome answered.
"I expect you to get close to them and find out everything you can," he roughly stated.
"I would never fail you master," Kagome assured.
"You do well Kagome," he praised.
"Thank master," Kagome was grateful for the praise she received.
"Would you like to have more time in city?" The male inquired.
"That would be wonderful," Kagome replied though her voice was still empty.
"You shall take your Nekomata and live among the humans until I give you orders," he calmly stated.
"May I take Kohaku with me as well?" Kagome asked.
"Do as you wish."
"Yes master Naraku," Kagome dutifully replied.
Kagome stood and bowed once more before she left the room. As she reached her own room, her head began to get sharp pains. She fell to her knees and grasped her head as she bit back the tears. Emotions flooded her as she heard the voices once more.
"I never needed you…just your soul," the voice growled.
"Don't you understand? I just wanted your body," another voice whispered.
"Why? Why did you…how could you do this to me?" A feminine voice cried.
"Please…save me from the monster. How could you fail me?" a softer voice pleaded.
"Come with me," the male voice whispered.
Kagome curled up into a ball on the floor as she heard the voices echo. Each day they got worse, they let off an emotion. The emotions became stronger each time they replayed. Kagome let the tears escape as she listened to the voices. They rang throughout her mind and eventually she covered her ears. She bit her lower lip in an attempt to use the pain to distract her. It didn't work and it never worked.
'Why can't I remember?' Kagome cried as her own question joined the voices.
Author's note:
I came up with this idea when I was typing another story, so I decided to type it out.
Please review and tell me if it's worthwhile