Summary: Basically as close to the original Cinderella as I can make it. Which is not a lot unfortunately, because I've already realized that the story is going to be different after the second chapter... I know..I suck. It's not an original storyline but it does have quite a bit of twists in the story, I did write this for a contest, and I thought I might as well post it up, even though it's my first story. I hope it's liked. BTW, it failed in the contest, because it was suppose to be one-shot...and this was not one-shot.. LOL

Pairings:Inuyasha/Kagome
Miroku/Sango

Disclaimer:The story Cinderella does not belong to me. Neither does the characters from Inuyasha. Don't sue, you won't get anything out of it. Just a waste of time, for both you and me. So, please don't bother. BUT IF YOU DO! I'LL SEE YOU IN COURT! MUWAHAHAHA.
Warnings: Inuyasha's potty mouth, he really needs to wash it out, -smile-

Annako-chan beta-ed this! YES, she's that awesome!

Inuyasha in Cinderella
Chapter One

It was a nice, quiet, and cheerful morning, with the birds singing their hearts out and the normal lively hustle and bustle of the servants in the king's court...

Unless, of course, you counted the young silver-haired prince, cursing everyone to the high heavens. Well...maybe just the monk next to him.

Miroku sighed as he rubbed his temple in vain, trying to ward away a headache. Already, his left eyebrow was starting to tick in annoyance.

"Inuyasha, just go see his highness, your brother, and find out what he wants. I'm not going to stand here all day long arguing with you. I have places to be, and people to meet."

Inuyasha scowled, and then scoffed.

"Yeah, more like women to molest, you pervert. Which kind of surprises me by the way, since you're SUPPOSED to be a monk. Don't you guys rant about preserving purity and virginity, or something? And are you even ALLOWED to do that stuff?"

Miroku gasped, and feigned a hurt look. Ignoring the last question, he placed his hand over his chest where his heart was, and said;

"Inuyasha, I'm hurt that you would think of your best friend, AND loyal advisor that way. Anyways, what's wrong with admiring a woman's beauty?"

This made Inuyasha's scowl darken farther. He turned his head to the side and watched as everyone within a 5 meter radius moved away quickly. His ears twitched, catching all the sounds within the castle, as he turned back to Miroku...

"The only time you've ever been ANY help was when you weren't ogling girls. Which you do 80 percent of the time, by the way. Besides, what you call admiring is called sexual harassment by everyone else," Inuyasha snapped at him. Miroku just smiled, and answered cheerfully,

"Yes, but 20 percent is enough for you. You're not worth the other 80 percentage of my time. And that's not true! I'm sure you admire people, too. I remember a certain someone..."

Miroku stated calmly before jumping into a run, laughing. After all, he didn't want to be killed by the short-tempered hanyou behind him. As expected, the hanyou glared with a slight blush, and immediately started to chase him shouting threats on his life, but surprisingly, that didn't faze him in the least.

Kagome sighed, as she scrubbed the kitchen floor, tiredly. Her sisters had 'accidentally' kicked over a bin of ash and soot beside the stove, and she had to clean it up all by hand by the time that her 'family' got back from shopping. She scrubbed the floor viciously, as if this was all its fault. She frowned, and stopped. Taking a deep breath, she calmly said to herself.

"Kikyou and Kagura are not evil. They did NOT do this on purpose. They're just kind of clumsy, and ungraceful, and... ARGH! I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMORE!" She yelled and threw down her rag, glaring at nothing in particular. She frowned, then sighed, and her whole being slouched as if the life was drained out of her.

"Even if they were being evil...and did do this on purpose, there's nothing I can do about it..."

She sighed again, as she continued scrubbing the floor, and within a few moments, she decided that it was as clean as it was going to get and was not going to get any cleaner, no matter how much longer she worked at it. She stood up and stretched, wincing as she heard and felt the cracks and pops as the kinks and knots in her back disappeared. Her knees were sore and aching from staying in a kneeling position on a hard surface for such a long period of time.

Taking the rag, she left it in the corner where her stool was. She would wash it later. Seeing that she still had some time before her 'father' and 'sisters' came back, she went into their large backyard, where they had a small pond and stable. Walking slowly to please her aching limbs, she limped to the side of the pond and sat there, watching the fishes float up to the surface and splash into the air before swimming down again. Just as she was getting comfortable and feeling peaceful, she heard someone yell her name.

"Kagome! Kagome, where are you!"

Standing quickly and hoping to not get into more trouble, she quickly ran back into the house. Kikyou glared down at her disdainfully, making Kagome aware of how dirty she must look. Kagura just gave her an amused glance before ignoring her completely. Kagome then turned to her step-father. It was...

T.B.C.

Michiru Senko - Sorry, for the cliff-hanger, but it's really a twist, and I wanted to know who you all think Kagome's father is...So please put it in your review. –smiles-