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I wonder what Kagome's up to…

She started to wish she was dead.

Minutes turned into hours turned into days, and she slept, wept, and dreamt, and in the waking hours, she was plagued by her thoughts.

She cried bitter tears over his kisses, his overconfident personality, and

The fact that I loved him, and he's left me with nothing.

Nothing.

A shuddering intake of breath.

"Why Kikyo?" she would whimper, hot tears leaking from her eyes.

She would never be Dr. Kagome Higurashi, Chief of Medicine at Fukai Hospital. Never.

Thanks to him and Kikyo…

Miroku somehow had gotten her out of working at Fukai, and told her that she no longer had to be there.

Everything will be okay, he whispered, searching her eyes for some sort of understanding.

There was none. She could see his lips move, comprehend what the words meant, but she was past caring, consumed by her pain. He left her shortly after, a tinge of sadness in his eyes. All she could feel was absence. Absence in the room.

Absence in her heart.

Inuyasha took away her chance at happiness. Because of him, she would never again make the journey to Fukai, to teach her eager interns and to interact with patients. No more would she be upon Inuyasha's arm, with reporters referring to her as 'his intended'. That position was filled.

It doesn't matter, she reminded herself.

Reminders never stopped her pain.

Sango came in after his visit, thin wisps of steam rising from the hot chocolate she brought.

She knew the girl better than to force her to speak; she took to sitting on the bed, legs dangling, sipping one sweet cup while the other cooled.

Kagome's eyes remained empty, focused on something nonexistent.

Sango would speak about her day in gentle tones, soothing the girl, but the silence quickly swallowed any happiness in the room, a black hole of depression.

As Kagome drifted to sleep, the artist would pack away any dishes brought in with her, praying for her best friend's heart.

They didn't sleep well that night.

On the 4th day, Kagome finally began to feel.

She had half a mind to call him, to scream and yell until her voice was gone and the anger inside disappeared. She knew it never would.

She felt disgusting.

She felt stained.

She was done.

She sat up in her bed.

Sango arrived at the spacious apartment, dropping her keys into a bowl, her messenger bag collapsing to the floor with a thunk. Her eyes widened upon hearing rustling in her best friend's room, but she soon understood why. Surrounding the living area were Kagome's personal items: dresses, medical texts, even pictures of Souta and Kagome together with the late Mrs. Higurashi. Dread settled in Sango's stomach as maneuvered her way around Kagome's things.

What the hell is going on? Oh god, I hope she's okay. Shit. I should never have left her alone.

Preparing herself for the worst, she opened Kagome's bedroom door.

There was much to be valued in starting fresh, Kagome thought.

Sango often had a feeling of contentment when she first swished paint onto a white canvas, starting anew. Her mother often enjoyed cleaning the house from top to bottom, if only to start fresh for the New Year.

She supposed it was time for her to start appreciating a new start as well.

She began to empty out her room, throwing her clothing on the floor of the living room, tossing books, trinkets, everything onto the ground.

A thousand things running through her mind.

Inuyasha had been four years of her life. Four years that went to waste, but educational all the same. She supposed in little ways, it was a blessing she was with him.

For one, he never hesitated to pay for Kagome.

Not that I ever was a gold digger.

Inuyasha was the one who organized their excursions together. It seemed working for a major corporation influenced his spending, but she insisted the activities shouldn't be exorbitant (especially since he wanted a weekend in the Swiss Alps, but she knew what that meant). He refused to compromise on their outings, and as a result, she had saved quite a bit. The death of her mother had taught her to be frugal and careful with her spending. She clipped coupons, walked when she could, and cooked for Sango and Miroku at home the majority of the time.

'I don't even know why you're bothering,' he would say as she poured the pasta into the boiling water, 'Giordano's is open, and it's the best in town. Five stars Kagome!'

Maybe he paid because he was guilty?

She shook her head.

It didn't matter now.

"I don't need anyone," she said out loud to herself, the almost empty room echoing the lie around her.

A light thump outside the door distracted her, but she paid it no mind.

Probably just something falling off the sofa.

The door slammed open, and Kagome whipped around, clutching her heart.

Sango stood at the door, maroon eyes wide with concern.

"Are you okay?"

Kagome blinked.

"Sango?"

"Did something happen? Did Inuyasha call? Because I swear to God, if you let me, I'll kill him with my bare hands."

"I'm… I'm fine."

"No, you're not."

Cobalt eyes flickered up to Sango's.

She swallowed, suddenly feeling the exertions of the day.

"I could do with some coffee. Your treat, of course."

Sango grinned.

"Miroku and I were really worried about you. He said you wouldn't even acknowledge him."

"I was in my own head at the time," Kagome admitted.

"A dangerous place, not much to find in there," her best friend snickered.

Kagome glanced at the table, flicking the remaining crumbs off of the table. "Is he coming?"

Sango sipped her tea, looking outside the window of the local coffee shop. "He should be getting off in a few. He'll be coming, if that's okay with you."

Kagome sighed, slumping back in her chair. "I owe him an apology, so it works out. I could use a hug too."

She frowned.

"I don't even know where to start. My life is at a standstill right now. I can't go to the hospital because Kikyo will be there. I can't talk to any of Inuyasha's friends without them knowing the real reason for the break up. I feel really lost, Sango."

"No one expects you to have all the answers," the girl responded gently, "In fact, they expect you to be a complete nutter. Which you still kind of are, by the way. Why did you trash your room?"

"It's symbolic."

"Like 'French revolution' symbolic? I like France. I could do with a Frenchman and a baguette. Oui oui!"

"Oh my god, Sango," Kagome grimaced, "I don't need to hear about your love of Frenchmen and their… baguettes."

"If she even thinks about going there, I'll call the airline and say the B word," Miroku chipped in, pulling up a chair. He offered Sango a kiss on the cheek and Kagome one on the head.

"It's nice to see you out in public."

"It's nice to see you in a suit," Kagome commented.

"Keeps the ladies on their toes. I'm told a good suit is lingerie for women?"

"Women?" Sango repeated, an eyebrow raised.

A giggle from Kagome, a nervous chuckle from Miroku.

"Don't worry about it love! Haha.. ha.. ha. So Kagome!"

Miroku's obsidian orbs turned to Kagome's, a hint of playfulness lurking in the violet shadows.

"What do you say to going clubbing? Sango and I haven't been in a while, and it would do you some good to get out more."

"Okay: one," Kagome held up one finger in front of his nose, "I just got out of bed for the first freaking time today. Calm yourself. And two, you're a lawyer. A big shot. What the hell are you going to a club for? Isn't it filled with preteens with fake IDs? Waste. Of. Time."

"Well, I figured we could go before you start your new position."

You have no idea about the powerful creatures you meet at my clubs, Kagome, he thought to himself.

A look of confusion on Kagome's part.

"Oh way to ease into it, Miroku," Sango grumbled.

"Kagome… don't you remember what I told you?"

"Not much," she admitted, apologetically. "Sorry?"

There wasn't much I truly wanted to remember in that time.

"You need to gather your belongings from Fukai sometime this week. I have a new position for you, and you'll get to work with me."

She looked up.

"But... but you're a lawyer. How the hell would I even have a position with you? And I know you and him are good friends."

"Were," he corrected. "Sango will fill you in later. After you get your things from Fukai, give me a call. You'll start training in a few days and the actual position next month. You're currently on paid time, too. Your," he searched for a word here," employer is excited to have you there."

"So they hired me without even knowing me?"

"They go off of your previous record, and …" he sought for a delicate way to put this, "having you on board will be advantageous to both parties."

More like Kagura gets a break, I get to watch over her, and Sesshoumaru is going to hold this over the bastard for the rest of his life.

Kagome looked at Miroku, concern evident in her brows.

"What if I don't fill the position well enough? What if I hate it?"

"Trust me, Kagome. It'll be fine. The only catch is that you might have to help with office work every now and then. Your salary will be the same."

"So let me get this straight. I practice medicine and I do office work, and I get paid the same? It almost seems like I'm ripping them off."

A trickle of fear ran down Miroku's back, as he sat up straighter in his seat.

His voice became serious.

"Don't, don't, underestimate this company and the boss. He has the most power in the corporate world I've ever seen."

Kagome's eyes became wide.

"Bigger than him?"

A nod from Miroku.

Sango cut in.

"Stop scaring the girl. Kagome, why don't we head home? You don't look so good."

A pout from Miroku.

"So no clubbing? Nothing? God, you two so boring! I need to blow off some steam with a few drinks!"

"Miroku…" Sango began, warning him.

He paid her no mind.

"I… I could use a night out."

His smile was triumphant.

Her smile was pissed.

Kagome didn't know what to think.

*** This is unedited. Will probably be edited tomorrow on 6/25.

Just wanted it up so you guys could enjoy.

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