I'm getting in over my head here, and I know it. Too many fics going at once! Oh boy, I'm going to regret this later. But I've just got too many ideas!
Otulia: Well, anyway, we losers don't own InuYasha. And if you've read Sesshomaru's Son, then you know who our OC's are. If you haven't read it…go read it now! This is the sequel for crying out loud!
Fateful Bus Ride
"Oh, why'd it have to be so cold today?" Kagome whined, rubbing her arms vigorously.
Yuka laughed. "It's winter, that's why." Eri and Ayumi laughed, too.
The four girls were standing on the sidewalk, waiting for the bus. A brisk, chill wind was blowing its way through the streets of Tokyo, and the sky was crowded with heavy clouds, threatening snow. Cars whizzed by, their occupants oblivious to all that was outside except the streets they traveled on.
"Don't make fun of me!" Kagome snapped, crossing her arms, well…crossly.
Her friends hastily apologized, giggling.
The bus pulled up, and the girls hastily boarded. Even though it was crowded, it was much warmer than outside. They squeezed into the backseat, thankful that they didn't have to stand.
"So Ayumi," Eri said mischievously. "Tell us more about this guy you met last night."
"I didn't exactly meet him," she said, blushing slightly. "We were just in the same line at the cultural festival."
"Oh, spill!" Kagome said excitedly.
Yuka nodded, saying, "What did he look like?"
"Well, he was taller than me, and he was wearing black. He had dark, almost violet eyes, and he had really long black hair." She paused, giggling. "And there were fake cat ears on his head. When I asked what he was dressed as, he said he was a cat demon."
They all laughed, imagining seeing a guy wearing cat ears. "Hey, Ayumi, what did you dress as?" Eri asked.
"Oh, I went as the priestess Midoriko. Do you remember learning about her in school?"
"Yeah, wasn't she the priestess who created the sacred Shikon Jewel?" Yuka wondered aloud.
Kagome nodded. "Yeah, she was. Now tell us, what happened with your cat man? Did you get his name?"
"No, but I'd recognize him if I ever saw him again. Oh, here's our stop." The bus slowed to a halt, and the doors opened. Eri, Yuka, and Ayumi stood, but Kagome remained seated.
"I'm heading to the library," she said apologetically. "But I'll see you tomorrow."
"Sure thing!" Yuka said, before she was swept off the bus in the crowd. Kagome sighed and stared out the window at the cold, gray city.
"Lady Kagome?" She hadn't been called that in years, not since her last visit to the Feudal Era, and it took her a moment to realize someone had addressed her. When she turned around, she saw the girl who had been sitting beside Eri looking at her curiously.
The girl, who appeared to be about Kagome's own age, was oddly familiar. Memories flashed into Kagome's mind; eyes that were once filled with joyful innocence, but knew the evils of the world first-hand; a handful of wildflowers, freshly picked; a small girl crying out for rescue. And suddenly, Kagome knew who she was.
"It can't be," she murmured. "It simply can't be her. It can't be…"
Cliffie! I apologize for shortness, but my first chapters are ALWAYS short. They get longer, so just deal with it for now. –insert maniacal laughter here- I bet you all want to know who it is! Take a guess! Please tell me who you think it might be! I need guesses before I update!
