A.N./ New story. First chapter. Flames are accepted. But, no yelling until the end of the chapter. Kay? Kay!!!!

Disclaimer: I dun own Inuyasha and co.

Chapter One: Laundry and Fences

Kagome Higurashi; age, fifteen, status; only heir to the Higurashi Plantation.

Sango Ichioshi; age, fifteen, status; Potential wife for Miroku Akako.

Kagome and Sango walked down the road from the market to the Higurashi Plantation.

"Hey!' someone shouted from behind them. Both girls turned to see a tall and fairly muscled boy jog up to them from a few yards away. Sango groaned as the boy reached them. "Why Sango dear, are you not feeling well?" He flashed her one of his charming smiles.

Kagome giggled as her life-long friend turned red from embarrassment and anger.

"If I were you Houshi-sama," the brown haired teen said through gritted teeth, "I wouldn't say that."

"Why not?" inquired Miroku. "And if I were you, I'd be extremely sexy. I wouldn't be wearing things that cover al-" but he was cut off.

A fuming Sango and a cackling Kagome again headed down the road to their destination. The unconscious and very knocked out and lumpy Miroku behind, in the middle of the road.

As they entered Kagome's house, they heard the sound of a deep male voice in the dinning room. They each spared a glance at each other before slipping back out of the house and to the back yard, where Ayame, the laundry maid, was hanging up clothes.

"Ohayou Ayame!" Kagome called, waving to the red haired teen as she headed her way. They both waved good-bye to Sango as she headed to her house.

"Ohayou Kagome-sama," Ayame responded as she started hanging up more clothes.

"Just Kagome or Kagome-chan. I've told you that before," the ebony haired teen responded as she joined her friend in hanging up clothes.

"I know," she said giggling, "I just like to irk you." Both girls laughed at that.

"Oh!" Kagome said suddenly remembering something, "Kouga-kun is here. Why don't you go and serve him tea. I'll finish up here."

"Really?" the laundry maid asked.

"Of course! I know how you fancy him!" Kagome laughed heartily as her friend blushed.

"Kag-chan!" she accused before joining her in her laughing.

"No, really. Go, I'll take it from here."

"Arigatou!" Ayame hugged Kagome then headed off to the manor. Kagome chuckled as her friend headed off to meet the man she so utterly adored.

Kagome could still smell the rain in the air after she finished hanging all the clothes.

Stripping off her shoes and stockings the young woman climbed the fivew foot wooden fence that separated the main house from the servants quarters.

Dangling her feet over the edge as she settled herself comfortably, she let the light breeze rustle her hair and light cotton dress. She giggled as she heard the quarreling mockingbirds in the tree above her head.

She placed her slender hand to the rough bark of the tree. She could feel the hardness of the bark. She wondered how many summers had this tree seen. How many children had sought shelter from rain and sun light under it's leaves.

She recalled something her father had once said,

-Flashback -

"Trees like that one are just old history books. The years of happiness and hardship it's seen. The amount of love and hate. Why, this tree is even older than grandfather."

A six-year-old Kagome looked with wide eyes.

"Older than grandfather?" she repeated in disbelief. "But, grandfather is so old!"

Her father laughed at her small innocent insult.

"Yes, older than grandfather," he replied as he picked her up. "Now my little Sakura, place your hand on its bark." She did as she was told. "Feel how rough it is?" She nodded her head. "Well..."

-End Flashback-

Kagome's mind faded back into the present.

"Are you just going to stand there or are you going to take the clothes back in?" came a rich male voice.

Kagome shook herself back to reality as she stared into a pair of deep amber golden eyes.

"Who are you?" she asked.

"My name is Inuyasha and I don't think Mistress Higurashi would like it very much if her clothes were cold," he said pointing to the laundry on the line. The doe eyed young lady blushed crimson as she jumped off the fence and headed toward the line.

"You're probably right," she said as she started folding clothes and putting them back into the basket. "Hey," she said in realization, "why are you on the other side of the fence?"

They silver haired young man stared at her before turning and stalking off toward the house on the other side of the fence.

Kagome blinked then shrugged it off as she folded the last of the clothes and headed toward the manor, basket in hand.

A.N./ Well, the end of the first chapter. Now you can yell at me.