Crazy In Love by Silvry

Chapter One: Fancy Meeting You Here

Chapter One: Fancy Meeting You Here

As was normal Kagome woke up curled in a ball with the ash grey blanket encompassing her form. She sighed into the cool air as eye sight came into focus. First, hues of grey was all she could make out, then they slowly took form; walls and a mirror. The room was undecorated and small, hardly a walk in closets length in size, yet where Kagome had been for the longest time.

'Four years three months and fourteen days to be exact' her mind supplied. She lay still, unmoving for the longest time, the small window above her bed finally letting in some of it's light. As the first ray finally hit her body, she moaned in annoyance and lifted the blanket over her head. As Kagome was about to fall back to sleep, a voice from above disturbed her unfinished rest.

"Good morning members of Observation Rooms D. Today, we will be having a light breakfast of oatmeal and orange juice, followed by your Tuesday daily activities. Thank you."

'Members? She makes it sound like I joined the gym...' Kagome sighed and threw the covers back she had grown bored with ages ago. Everything was grey in this world, the blankets, the sheets, the walls, her clothing.

A slight noise outside her holding startled her for a moment, but then she remembered that they always observed everyone each morning before letting them out to eat. She glared daggers at the mirror, hoping they could catch her drift through the one-way glass and leave her be. A series of clicks signified otherwise. 'Damn.'

Kagome stood up and began stretching routinely as the sliding glass door opened. From the corner of her eye she watched the three people doing there job; first there was the nurse. Her name was Rena, and she was in charge of pushing the carts around, following the doctor all day. Though pointless and boring, she helped to keep the medical supplies and patients needs organized. She also held a vast memory of simple events and numbers. Her hair changed frequently, last month it was bright orange; which had given Kagome headaches given the grey surroundings; but now it was an un-natural brown. The second was Dr. Yoishu, her 8th one since coming here. He was old, and talked to everyone as if all was well. He started out thinking he were god of his field and could help to change her world, to solve her case. But in Kagome's eyes her case needn't solving, and no one would convince her otherwise. Besides, playing with the doctors was fun. As she stretched her hams, she noted him place a few pills into a small cup with her name on it. The third, was the guard, Ryan. He had blonde hair, always pulled back tight in a small ponytail like Miroku's. He didn't say much, but that was cause he came from America two years into Kagome's stay here. He had been witness to and hunter of her attempts to flee. He always seemed to win.

"Good morning Kagome." Dr. Yoishu greeted her as if the birds where chirping and they where in Disney Land. "And how are we today?"

"Feh." 'Never expected myself to take a page from Inu Yasha's book.' A pang rung her heart out at the thought of her hanyou friend.

As the doctor approached her with the small plastic cup full of anti-depressants and some others which she did not know what of, the nurse followed behind with the cup of water he had forgotten. As Kagome took the cup from his hands, he pulled out his note book, annoyingly clicked his pen, and began to scribble on the small yellow pages.

"You know Kagome, today's my last day with you." He spoke to her as he looked up then down again at the paper and seemed to check something off. She quickly swallowed the colorful pills 'Funny how they're the only color I see', and swallowed the small cup of water to wash the taste away. She had grown use to swallowing and excess amount of meds without water, but enjoyed the cool sip of liquid in the mornings.

Miss. Rena placed a hand on her hip, the other at her side in waiting. Kagome opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue for approval from the nurse. She grabbed her mouth, turning her head slightly in each direction, then with a nod of confirmation at the doctor, she dropped Kagome's chin once more. Kagome rubbed her left eye of sleepiness as the right watched the Dr. Yoishu write that she had not struggled in taking her morning meds.

She turned her attention towards the guard, Ryan (she never found out his last name for some reason), and waved slightly. He waved in return and smiled. Though she was a prisoner and a runner at that, they had somehow formed a small bond. Not a friendship, but he respected her ability to keep escaping no mater what new defense they used and how many guards they had, and she admired how he always caught her. She was brought back to the occupants of her cell when one of them spoke.

"Well Kagome," the doctor clicked his pen shut, shoving it and the small pad into his coat pocket, "I guess it's time we said goodbye."

'What did her think they where friends?' "Good Bye." she conversed to him without care. Kagome didn't even look at him, she watched the nurse whom had taken the water glass and pill cup from her hand and placed them specifically on her steel cart.

She didn't even watch as with a sigh of relief the doctor walked out of her room and down the hall. That was the last Kagome would see of Dr. Yoishu.

As Kagome sat back down on her uncomfortable twin size bed, Rena turned to leave and follow the doc. onto the next patient. As she turned around to close the door, she winked at Kagome. And as the door went so slid mechanically completely into place, she heard her whisper. "Happy Birthday."

Kagome was left, starring at the mirror again, the room silent and she alone in it once more. She pulled her legs up to her face and buried it there, feeling tears flush to her face.

For a while she absentmindedly rocked in place and watched the rays of light, that had now begun to show in her room, play on the floor and eastern wall of her cell. The rays where cast through a tree, easily telltale by the way the light shifted, outlining the leafs fluidly. Today was her birthday, she knew before the nurse had said a thing, but Kagome's conscious had tried to set it aside. Birthdays were painful memories to her now, and having one didn't help. She was now 19, fully grown and at what should be the height of her life. Parties, college, boys, cars; these were things a typical 19 year old should be thinking of.

Kagome cast a glance around her small melancholy room. The light streamers ultimately offered light, but no warmth nor color to the metallic grey hues of her keep. And the window only offered view of an old and dying tree, behind it was a brick wall with no windows. 'Some birthday.'

As she began to feel sleepy again, either from needing to rest some more or the pills taking their side effects, the speaker above buzzed and the doors all at once opened. She let one leg fall as she watched the sliding glass shift out of place, behind it stood the large hallway and on the other side a guard she didn't know.

As she walked out the door, many of the women in her same block already were heading down the way, some accompanied by their own guard, others like herself were just kept close eyes on by the extra security. Kagome turned the corner, following everyone else to their destination when another girl jogged up from behind to her side.

"Hey Kagome, how are ya?" Kim seemed overly happy this morning, but her mind supplied it was due to her meds. Sometime around the evening she would become depressed, then at night she would be in tears again. Kim had sever depression, worse than Kagome had ever seen.

"Couldn't be better." Kagome supplied sarcastically, only earning a grin from her exuberant friend in return.

"Well that' good! Say, Happy Birthday! Hope ya get what you want this year." Kim smiled once more and pranced ahead to meet with someone else she knew.

Kagome followed the group once more as they turned a left again.'What I want? What I want is to break out of this fucked up place, that' what I want!' Her mind screamed at the excessively merry 13 year old, but her face remained blank as she entered the large doors into the grey cafeteria.

Kagome sat away from the other females during 'Recess'. At the worn down wooden benches, talking, playing cards. Some sat in groups and talked, others (the real crazies) wandered in circles, talked to themselves, and one girl even narrated what she did. But Kagome wasn't the only non-social, a few other's sat in small corners and secluded spaces, staring at whatever. Her spot was the corner between the tall fence and the red bricks of the building. It had the most amount of grass growing by it, to the point where if Kagome could reach her hand out without being noticed, she could run her hands over perfectly cool green foliage. It reminded her of the feudal era, which hurt deep down inside, but she couldn't resist.

Today the clouds had no shapes, but where laid out like small splotches across the sky. I was nice to watch each one slowly shift, taking a new form with every breeze that came and went. And the fresh air was bliss from the stagnant cold air inside the asylum. Yes, Kagome was living at an hospice for the insane. She knew she didn't belong, yet here she was, four years running. Her mind began to stray towards her reasons for being here, and she could feel the tears begin to gather in her eyes.

'No, don't think about it. Just think of something, anything else.'

"Ok everyone! Times up! Time for therapy!" The nurse, Kagome's mind supplied the name Ami, yelled across the small courtyard.

'That'll do.'

As she stood up, she shuffled her sandles and brushed the dirt she knew would be on her back and behind. Following the body of people once more, Kagome walked reluctantly into the gloomy building once more and down the hall to the right. Today she would see her new counselor and doctor. She loved first meetings, it was a chance to play with their mind right off the bat. A little further down the hall and the group began to dissipate. People walked into rooms, other sat on benches, waiting while other people saw their same doctors first. But Kagome was a special one; after so many people had tried to 'deal' with her 'problem' and failed, she was referred to a specialist. What mad him so special, she heard, was he never failed to either fix someone, or scar them mentally worse than whatever put them here, so they could move on and leave this place.

Kagome wished he could do the later, but knew that wasn't possible. Nothing in the world could erase that, and its sequence of events that followed.

"Kagome." A familiar voice tugged her back into reality; the nurse Rena stood at the last door at the end of the hall. No one else was at this door with her, so this doc. was all for her. She stared at the muddy brown hair of the other woman as she checked over her charts. "Ok, you can go in now."

Kagome scratched her forearm before grabbing the flat metal handle. When it clicked, she pushed it in slowly, listening to the creaking as if it was interesting. She kept her head downcast as she walked in and closed the door behind her. She played with the hem of her shirt, pulling at a thread the had been falling out for some weeks now. Playing it up like she was really insane was the only fun she ever had around here.

"Sit." A strong, cold voice commanded. Something told her to look up, something told her to run. She brushed them aside, and pulling out the chair she flipped it backwards and sat down. With her legs off to both sides, she rested her arms and chin on the cool backing and starred at the wall aimlessly. Kagome pondered what her plan of attack would be on this psychiatrist. 'Twitches at the word 'the'? Scratching the table to sound like nails on a chalk board? Talking in the third person?'

"I didn't have a chance to look at your folder, so lets review now." The icy voice drew her from her thoughts as she glanced over at him. She felt her throat constrict. "Higurashi, Kagome." She could feel her legs go numb and her breath had hitched in her throat. "Currently 19 as of today. Here since 15." Kagome stared at his long black hair, which was loosely tied back. She looked at his impassive face, frantically searching for markings that were no longer there. "Here due to slaughtering grandpa, mother, and younger brother; then taking an insanity defense while still plainly insane."

She watched, flabbergast at the man she stared at. He flipped another page, but apparently finding nothing to his interest, dropped the chart and looked her square in the face. "Well Kagome, I must say, you're the most boring case I've ever heard of."

She stood, pointed at his accusingly and screamed at the top of her lungs for all to hear.

"SESSHOMARU?!"

A/N: Well, what a nice way to begin, don't cha think? XD I wanted to make it longer, but I figured this was a good place to stop it, and I guess a short first chapter isn't that bad. -gets bricked- Reviews make me happy and thus update faster ^-^