Ok this is just the prologue… hopefullysomebody likes it.
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha… or Sesshomaru (though I'd like to)
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"May I help you?" a voice behind her said. She turned to find a little old Asian man smiling kindly at her. She shook her head, "No, thank you. I'm just looking." He walked back to the register while she turned back to the bookshelves.
She was not looking for anything particular, just anything that seemed to call her name. She moved down through the rows until she came to a dim corner. In the middle of the bottom shelf was a silver book with a blue crescent moon on its spine. She picked it up and looked at the cover. A larger crescent moon was on the front cover as well, along with some Japanese characters. She knew she had to have it.
The man at the register smiled when she came to him with the book. "I see you found something you like," he said as he reached out to take it. She smiled and reached inside her purse for her wallet.
His eyes widened slightly at the sight of her choice, but she did not notice. She looked up to find him studying her intently. She handed him the money and took her purchase. "Thanks," she said as she walked out.
"She will have a good adventure in that book," the little man laughed slightly, glad to have finally found the one meant to have the book.
She walked into her apartment to hear the answering machine beeping. She rolled her eyes as she hit the play button before bending down to take off her shoes.
"It's your mother. Call me back. I love you, bye." Click, next message. "It's your father. I'm working until 7. Call me later. Love ya, bye." She sighed; glad they lived in three separate states.
Her books were stacked on the table, waiting for her to study them. Everything was the same… boring. At least she could use this beautiful book to practice her Japanese. This was only her first semester in the class, but her professor said she had potential.
A noise made her look down. Her German Shepard, Charli, was looking up at her with sad, hungry eyes. "All right, girl. I'll feed you." The book would have to wait, two stomachs needed food. She headed into the kitchen for dog food and some leftover steak and potatoes. Luckily, tomorrow was Saturday and she did not have to work.
After the dishes were done, she and Charli went for a walk. Finally, she had time to settle down with her new book. The cover glittered in the light from the candle next to her. She opened it and everything went dark.
