Well hello, this is a new story I'm working on. As far as I'm concerned, if you guys expect Kagome to be some prissy, hyper, fun, nice person…..FORGET IT!
Kagome had gone through alot of difficulties throughout her life. At the age of 13 she had been put into care of an assassination group. Being raised to kill isn't exactly a life long lesson, but the way Kagome lives, it should be. What if the next town she moves to, she gets a little…attached?
I've traveled a lot over the years. I never really had a permanent home. Maybe because I've always hated getting attached. When you get attached, you don't want to leave. You become a bird trapped in a cage. And the weird thing is, you walked into the trap yourself. Well I'm a free bird.
I bet you've met people who live by their own rules. Well, I'm different, what makes me different? I have a reason, to hate everyone and everything else. People are afraid to look back into their past. I'm not. Even if my past may not be the brightest. I deal with the misery. I looked back, you should too. Or are you…afraid to look?
"I can't stand to fly, I'm not that naïve, I'm just out to find, the better part of me. I'm more than a bird, I'm more than a plane, I'm more than some pretty ace beside a train and it's not easy to be m-" Kagome rudely snapped off her radio alarm clock. She had awoken at 'I'm just out to find' but she was to busy thinking to turn it off.
Kagome pulled off the sheets and with one quick movement she was in the bathroom, ready to take her shower. She never really did like Sunday, it was an odd day. And unlike the other days, anything eventful never really happened, that is exempt for stores closing early, but she didn't give a damn.
Kagome exited her bathroom ten minutes later and walked over to her closet. She picked up a pair of black baggy jeans, with multiple pockets. She also slipped on a plain back tank top that said 'It's Not Illegal Unless You Get Caught' written in white chunky letters. Her usual gray all stars and a thick black choker.
After tying her shoe laces, Kagome walked into her living room, and picked up her 'Drive It Like You Stole It' baseball cap. She grabbed her ipod and skateboard and walked out of her house. A lonely place she lived in. As she walked down her yard her neighbor waved a good morning at her. Kagome didn't respond.
"I'm telling you Elmer, that girl is a teenager with a bigger house than us! She lives alone to boot. She has so be an assassin." The old woman said putting down her hand which had not been waved back at. "Oh sure Marianna" And old man in reading a newspaper in his lawn chair said.
"I don't know how I got this way, or why I have to scream, but I'm breaking the habit, I'm breaking the habit toni-" Kagome's ipod fell off her shoulder strap as she met the ground. She had bumped into someone. Silently she picked it up gave a blunt "Excuse me." And skated off without a second glance.
"What a total asswhole." The girl said walking off with her friend. Of course Kagome had heard her. She just…didn't care. Kagome gave a blunt 'keh' and was on her way. Her usual morning skate was uneventful to the most. She hadn't seen anyone really more like her in the whole freaking town. Smallville was starting to bore her already. She was the only one not wearing a jacket first of all. It was the middle of summer in Kansas and everyone pretended it was like New York during the winter!
Kagome looked across the street. It was a small café. She decided to drop by for an ice tea and continue on her way. She looked around and quickly crossed the street. The place was called 'The Talon' It seemed pretty cool.
Kagome walked in. A warm atmosphere choked her. "Hello, welcome to the Talon, can I help you?" A about the same age as Kagome walked up to her, she seemed to work here, judging by the name tag. 'Sango' that was her name. "Yeah, one ice tea please, Sango, is that it?" Kagome said a bit sweater than how she usually spoke. Just a bit.
"Yeah it's Sango. So you new in town?" Sango started walking up to the front counter with Kagome in tow. "Yeah. So why do you work here?" Kagome didn't care, but she wanted to just pass the time away. She hated when things were slow. Although her job required patience, she never had a taste for it.
"I need a new place to live at, my old parents past away a long time ago and I don't see eye to eye with my new foster dad." Sango said handing Kagome and ice tea from the back. "I don't do this a lot, don't even bother to get used to my generosity, because I assure you it's not genuine. I'm looking for a roommate. No rent necessary. If your up for a place to crash, have your things packed and call me at this address. I'll come by and pick you up." Kagome said bluntly as she dropped a card on the table and left.
"Hey Sango who was that?" One of the other waitresses asked walking up to the register. "I don't know, I think, I think I live with her." Sango said slowly. She was still in a bit of a shock moment herself.
Kagome knew she was being to nice, but she was a sap for the parent abuse factor. And let's not say sap exactly, more like a slight second where she almost cares. Compared to her insight to other things, it was like she loved Sango. Which, in Kagome's case, would never happen, because she hated everyone and everything. No exemptions. No excuses.
This was basically a little taste of what's coming in this story, and yes, it is Clark Kent's Smallville, and no, there will be no Smallville characters!