Title: Don't Say You love Me

Summary: I believe this has done before (Allot). . .

Kagome Higurashi, the most beautiful girl in the school, is a studious student at Shigitamicona University. She dresses up with clothes, somewhat, like a geeky boy, so she could focus on her studies and not be bothered by the guys. . .Until her best friend Sango Taijiya, decided to give her a makeover, so she could get more than a little more attention. . .

Inuyasha Takahashi is the cool and popular type at the University. He's rich, funny, flirtatious, and an all-around charmer. It has been said that Inuyasha has been with every girl in the school, everyone except the bookworm Kagome. So, now he's gonna try his luck with her. Inuyasha made a bet with his best friend, Miroku Hoshii that he would get her to fall in love with him before the end of the semester, which is in December. Little did our Inu know, was that, he would fall in love with that same girl as well.

Genre: Romance/ Humour/ Possibly some Tragedy

Rating: R (Just for the Cussing, but it's mainly T+)

Aging: Kagome, Sango, and Miroku- 17; Inuyasha- 18

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha or any of the major or minor characters in it. Happy? –Cries and runs way in a corner-

Chapter 5: Flashback Time, Singing, and Ideas

(( Sorry for the spelling/ grammar mistakes, if there are any in here, it is currently 1:06 am, when I'm writing this, and I'm really sleepy, I just wanna get this chappie out right really quick. ))

Kuso- shit

Musical Credits

"I want a mom" by Cyndi Lauper

"Everywhere" By Michelle Branch

Done with the interview! Now on with the story:D


-Kagome's POV-

I woke up with a major headache, and a cheek stuck to my now bloody pillow. I blinked sleepily and tried to raise my head off of the pillow. No such luck. . . I sighed and I started to bring my fingers to my cheek and pillow. I held the pillow to my face as I sat up.

Bad idea. . .

The pillow brought me back down and started tearing away from my face; but, just only a little bit. I winced from the sudden pain in my cheek and carefully lay back down, but my face not resting on the pillow.

I gently pulled my face from the pillow, every now and then, I winced badly from the pain of it all.

"Kagome!!!!!!!" My father called from his bedroom.

I groaned and awaited his commands for the day. I'd better get this stuff done today quickly or else, I'll get more punishment. . .' I thought finally getting the pillow off my face, in one quick swipe. '. . . Though, it's not like I haven't gotten enough already from yesterday.' I added glaring at the door and taking the gauze off of my face, to replace it with new, fresh ones.

"Get your skinny ass down here in 10 minutes and make me my breakfast in 5; Eggs, waffles, coffee, and bacon. Starting . . . now!" He said growling, stopping at the staircase and turning his head towards my door. "And if I have to call you name one more time, then you get what you deserve. . . Just remember that." My father just retreated downstairs, and waited for my services.

"Oh yeah! Don't forget to wear the dress I told you to wear!!! You know how I like to see you bitch!!" He said giving a dry, but loud laugh.

I didn't even wince at his nickname for me I just, as I looked over to the dress hanging on my chair in my room. It was made of fine, red, blue, gold, and purple silk. The background was red, and there was a blue dragon that winded down from her chest area down to the end of the dress. The dragons parted scales were outlined with a medium purple. The flowers that surrounded the winded dragon were gold. And the slits at the side, at the bottom, of the 'dress', were outlined with gold as well.

It was a pretty dress. Yes, pretty indeed. It would have been prettier if it were looking like a hooker's dress. It was shouldn't even be considered and dress! It was ½ of a dress!! The dress was small on me. And as small as I am, it was still too small. I mean, the dress, almost stopped an inch after my pelvic area for one. Meaning, it was just below my pelvis. The top 'V' neck part of the dress was very low, and my breasts were basically popping out of it. The sleeves would fall off of my shoulders and stop just below the cliff of them. It would stick to my body like a second skin when I put it on. I was surprised the first time, I did put it on; it actually covered most of my important parts. The parts that would always catch someone's eye; solely my breasts and nether regions, if you didn't guess what I meant by that.

I sighed as I looked at the dress, and swung my legs over the bed, earning me another wince, for like, the fourth time this morning. Walking over to the chair, I glanced at my mother's picture and smiled at it. But then suddenly I frowned at the memory of her death while taking off my sleeping clothes. . .

--Flashback 11 years ago—

While playing with the dolls in my room, I heard a shout come from downstairs; followed by a 'THUD!' and a crash. Being a child not only frightened me but, gave me absurd ideas as to what could be happening. At first I thought, "Mommy probably fell down with a plate, and the plate broke." But then, I heard a crying/ whimpering noise follow. Then, I thought 'OK what's wrong with mommy? I don't think daddy's home for them to argue like that.' Boy was I wrong. I saw my daddy walk into his room with a smirk on his face. He was also. . . laughing.

Why daddy. . .

Why would you laugh at my dying mommy. . ?

I ran a fast as my little toddler feet could take me. At first the sight I had seen, at the top of the staircase, made me wanna cry blood out of my eyes. How ironic. . . 'Why. . ?' I thought, with my eyes widening. 'Why is she on the floor covered in the red stuff . . . ?' Mommy told me something like this before. She said "If you see something red come out of someone's body, including yours, then that red, sticky stuff is called. . ."She waited a moment so I could think. When I didn't get an answer with my puzzled face and thinking cap on, she resumed. "Blood. And if there is too much blood coming out of someone, then, they could die, sweetie."

So that's what it is. . .

Blood. . .

And if I don't help her. . .

. . . Then my mommy will. . .

Die. . .

No. . . .

NO. . .

Daddy . . . what did she ever. . . Do to you. . .

To get you so mad. . .

Gasping in realization with tears rolling down my now red, chubby cheeks, I ran down the stairs and gripped my now death-filled mother in my small arms. "No mommy. . . Don't go. . . Don't leave me here, by my self!!" I cried out into her chest. When I looked down, I saw a hole through her shirt and. . . . Through her body. . . I gasped loudly and hugged her tighter, as much as my arms could tighten. My body racked with cries of desperation, asking . . . begging . . . pleading with her. . . Mommy don't go. . . I'm begging you. Don't leave me here, with him. . ! Please Mommy!!

My mommy smiled at me and held my 5-year-old hand. "Kagome. . . Take. . care of yourself. . ." She said with one final breath.

I felt it. . .

In one pulse. . .

She. . .

Was gone. . .

With. . . a smile on her face. . .

Whatever she did. . . I can pay you back

Just please don't let my mommy die. . .

"No. . ." I breathed out. "NO!!!!!!!!"

"Come one mommy!!!"

No answer. . .

"You said you'd take me horsie back riding today!!!"

"You promised . . . me. . ."

Gone from this earth. . .

"You promised!!!!!!"

Gone. . .

My daddy came downstairs and slapped my across my face. "Shut up, you stupid little piece of kuso. Kami-sama, you whine too much." He said with a shovel in his hand.

"Daddy. . . What did you do? Why did you do It . . ?" I cried out between sobs of pain . . .

Tremendous pain was felt on my cheeks. . .

"Because your mother was giving you, all of the attention," He glared at me with cold emotionless eyes. If looks could kill, I'd be gone in a heartbeat. ". . . And I didn't like it one bit."

I shook my head and gave an angered look. "She gave all of us equal attention. Souta, you, and me all had it!!!" I shot back. Wrong move. . .

He punched me in my face left me on the ground. "Watch you tone little girl. . . Remember who helped make you, and who your father is." He said walking away as I held my now purple and blue, bruised cheeks.

--Flashback ended-

I sighed as I finish fixing up his coffee and eggs. 'Crap, only 3 minutes left of what time I had. Now, I have to get started on the bacon.' I thought as I pulled down the 'dress'. It was more like a wide strip of cloth.

"Hey." My father called.

I mentally groaned and turned around with an agitated face. ". . ."

"Leave it where it is. It's fine where it was. Don't pull it down again." He said looking me over like a piece of fresh meat, ready for stewing.

I turned around on my heel and continued my ministrations with the bacon. Because of him, I almost burned him final part of his meal.

He walked over to me and rested his hands on my hips and rested his chin on my shoulder.

I remembered I tried shaking him off but, he just dug his nails in my side, where there was a healing bruise. I winced and decided not to do it again. I shivered from his cold hands and poured the meat on top of the eggs and poured his coffee out in his favorite mug. "Back up." I said with anger in my voice.

He smirked and moved back up and sat in a seat, by the dining table.

I rested the plate in one hand and held the mug in my other hand like that of what a waitress did. I spun a simple movement, with the items, in my hand and slammed them down in front of him. I sat in front of him and watched him smile at me, before eating my food. He downed it like a disgusting creature. Something that reeked of something seriously . . . wrong, on many levels. The upper corner of my lips went up in disgust. AND I have to sit here and see him off to work like a friggen' house wife. How completely. . . and utterly stupid of him.

"Now Kagome, I want this house spic and span when I come home. Not, a couch out of place, not a shoe where I pace, and definitely not a piece of food on ground, if anything's out of line, when I come home—

"You're going down. . . Yeah, yeah, whatever pops." I said finishing off for him, not really thinking about what I was doing, or saying. I sighed, closed my eyes, and leaned in close to him and braced myself for impact. Surprisingly, nothing came in contact with my face, except a small kiss on the cheek.

"Do well not to anger me, little one." My father said to me while finishing his coffee, before getting up and heading to the door. "Don't forget, I come home late today. This day I think I'll be really late, I have to finish up so work that I forgot to finish up yesterday. OK?" He said shoving his shoes and coat on. I walked over and mentally sighed; a definite house wife. I put his coat on and fixed it on him to look proper.

"Do not take that dress, off until I tell you to. If you go outside, and think you're slick to wear something else, don't think that, please. There are my eyes everywhere on, and I will see what you do. Do well to remember that, OK?" He smiled and kiss my lips hungrily.

I tapped my foot and crossed my arms impatiently. I pulled away when he was taking longer than usual.

"I love you, Kagome." He said walking out the door.


I slammed the door, and almost broke it off its hinges. I locked it and went upstairs to my room. I cried, and cried, and cried, for hours on end. Until I finally got up and looked in my closet. There I found my most present reason for living; my mother's guitar. I sat on my bed and position my fingers on the guitar, "I miss you mommy. . ." and started singing.

I want a mom that will last forever
I want a mom to make it all better
I want a mom that will last forever
I want a mom who love me whatever

I want a mom to take my hand
And make me feel like a holiday
A mom to tuck me in at night
And chase the monsters away
I want a mom to read me stories
And sing a lullaby
And if I have a bad dream, to hold me when I cry
Oh, I want a mom that will last forever
I want a mom to make it all better
I want a mom that will last forever
I want a mom that will love me whatever, forever

I took a shaky breath before starting to sing again. Getting into the music, I started to rock side to side.

And when she says to me that she'll always be there
To watch and protect me, I don't have to be scared
O, and when she says I will always love you,
I don't need to worry cause I'll know that it's true

I want a mom when I get lonely, to take the time to play
A mom who can be a friend and find a rainbow when it gray
I want a mom to read me stories and sing a lullaby
And if I find a bad dream, to hold me when I cry

I want a mom
I want a mom
I want a mom that will last forever
I want a mom that will last forever
I want a mom
I want a mom
I want a mom that will last forever
I want a mom
I want a mom that will last forever

I want a mom
I want a mom
I want a mom that will last forever
I want a mom that will last forever
I want a mom
I want a mom
I want a mom that will last forever
I want a mom
I want a mom that will last forever. . .

I stopped singing as a tear ran down my face.

Why couldn't I just have a normal life . . . with a loving dad, and a living mom and younger brother. . ? Why did I have to live so differently than the others. . ?

"If I had a husband and kids, and I knew the husband was abusive, I would divorce him in a heartbeat. Because my mother loved him . . . and saw what he could do to get help, she didn't let him go. Which is how her end state, came to be." I said softly to myself.

Thinking of a new song to write and started scribbling down some notes and words. Within an hour, I came up with a new song, called 'Everything'. "I'd better call Sango and show . . . rather sing her, what I wrote!" I said excitedly and I jumped for my cell phone. I pressed the speed dial number for Sango and pressed the phone to my ear.

"Hey. . ." Sango looked down at the ID and smiled brightly. "Hey Kagome! How are you?? He didn't try to kill you did he??? Answer me woman!!! Answer me damn it!!!!"

"Sango, breathe deeply, and then calm down, OK?" I said to her laughing. Hearing her breathe I continued. "No he didn't"

"Oh thank the heavens!"

"But that's not what I called to tell you."

Sango made her face up quite quizzically, before asking. "Then what is it?"

"I made a new song, called 'Everything', and I wanted to see if you liked it."

"Oh Kagome! You know I like all you songs you make. This one wouldn't make any difference-- Not to sound mean or anything."

I giggled before picking up my guitar, "No offense taken San-chan. Now just listen." . . . and starting off the first few notes, before breathing in deeply and starting off the song.

Turn it inside out so I can see
The part of you that's drifting over me
And when I wake you're never there
But when I sleep you're everywhere
You're everywhere

I sang, while giving the wall a blank look. Taking another deep breath, I continued.

Just tell me how I got this far
Just tell me why you're here and who you are
'Cause every time I look
you're never there
And every time I sleep
you're always there

'Cause you're everywhere to me
And when I close my eyes it's you I see
You're everything I know
that makes me believe
I'm not alone
I'm not alone

I recognize the way you make me feel
It's hard to think that
you might not be real
I sense it now, the water's getting deep
I try to wash the pain away from me
Away from me

'Cause you're everywhere to me
And when I close my eyes it's you I see
You're everything I know
that makes me believe
I'm not alone
I'm not alone

I am not alone
Whoa, oh, oooh, oh

And when I touch your hand
It's then I understand
The beauty that's within
It's now that we begin
You always light my way
I hope there never comes a day
No matter where I go
I always feel you so

'Cause you're everywhere to me
And when I close my eyes it's you I see
You're everything I know
that makes me believe
I'm not alone
'Cause you're everywhere to me
And when I catch my breath
it's you I breathe
You're everything I know
that makes me believe
I'm not alone

You're in everyone I see
So tell me
Do you see me. . ?

I held out the last note and let the last note on the guitar play out. I ended the song with a 'see me' in a barely audible voice, with my eyes closed. I opened my eyes and smiled when I heard Sango in the background clapping her hands off.

"That was beautiful Kagome!!!! You could sing that for the Talent Show. Along with the 'Kirakuni' song by Crystal Kay."

"Thank you but Sango, you know I can't dance."

"Well that's why I'm a choreographer and you are the dancer- in – training. I will teach you about rhythm, elegance, and most importantly, flow and expressing yourself. You have to let you body go with the flow, when dancing. You know—

"No I don't know San-chan"

Ignoring her comment Sango continued. "Just don't be so stiff when dancing; just let go. So, are you in?"

"I guess. . . – I said before hearing a loud squeal in the background.

"Thanks so much Kagome!!! Now you know the Kirakuni song is medium slow/ fast. Plus, we need another dancer. Any suggestions?"

I thought a moment before snapping my fingers in an idea. "Yup, and I know the perfect person who would do it, without complaint."

"Good! Now all we need to do and come together and discuss it."

"How about meeting tomorrow at 12:00 PM? My dad doesn't come home until 10:00 in the morning on Sundays, because tomorrow he works three different shifts. So that would be the best time for getting an outfit, and getting our moves down. Sounds good?" I suggested.

"Yeah, that'd be really good. I just hope that the plan won't backfire on us, or else we'd get in trouble."

"No. . . Not you guys, just me. . ." I said softly.

Sango sensed her sadness and changed the topic. "So. . . Who is this mystery dancer you're going to ask to dance with us?" She queried to my person.


Authoress: OK! this chappie came up fast. Hmm… I would classify this chapter as a filler Chapter. . . It doesn't really go with the story line but, the things talked about here will be talked about later on. I assure you.

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Authoress: R&R and I hope this chapter cleared up what actually conspired between death and Kagome's mom. One chapter I might put up, to show what happened between Kagome's mom and her father. Then again, that should be a completely different story. What do you think?