Multicolored Chaos ~Sesshomaru Love Story~

*This is my absolute first Sesshomaru fanfic, so please be nice! And, if you can, please comment! I want this story to be good ^-^*

Chapter 1: Fate

"Yuuko! Wake up! You're going to be late for school!" I heard my mother yell through my locked bedroom door.

I groaned and rolled over. That was a mistake. I fell off the bed and landed on the floor with a thud. Great. Might as well get up now. I scrambled to my feet and stretched. I opened the curtain covering the window. The sun shone on my face, mocking me. I scowled. I hate waking up.

My name is Yuuko Shikimaki. As you can clearly see, I'm not a morning person. I'm a normal sixteen year old high school girl, excluding my odd, multicolored eyes , which are blue and honey brown, by the way, the fact that I'm an absolute klutz, and also the fact I'm an exorcist. Yeah, a klutz is driving out demons and evil spirits. I'm suprised I managed to live this long. For some reason, this skill is passed down from generation to generation in the Shikimaki clan ever since the feudal era. Another thing that set me apart from normal people is that I can sense emotions, such as hostility, anger, annoyance, love, hate, and so on and so forth. It's kind of useful for finding demons and evil spirits.

I yawned and glanced at the digital clock on my dresser. It read 7:50. Holy crap! I really am going to be late! I scurried to the bathroom and brushed my teeth and hurriedly pulled my comb through my ink black hair. I didn't even bother to do anything else with it. Then I scurried back to my room. I swear I looked like a mouse being chased by a cat. I shut the door and locked it. Yanking off my clothes, I put on my school uniform. I glanced back at the clock: 7:55. I rushed out of my room and back into the bathroom to check how I looked. My blue and honey brown eyes scanned over my petite, yet curvacious body. My hair looked pretty good, considering my hasty combing. Everything else was A-okay. I ran out and grabbed my bag, my lunch, and a banana, which I quickly peeled. I noticed that only my mom was in the kitchen. Usually, my older brother would still be eating breakfast while my dad is training.

"Hey, where's Hideki?" I asked my mom.

"He's with your father," she answered. "He told him to wake up earlier for some reason."

"Figures," I muttered as I took a bite of my banana.

Hideki is my older, nineteen year old brother. He's always looking for Father's affection, that big suck up. Not to mention he wants to get better than me, which will never happen. However, if Father told me to wake up earlier than I did, screw it. I wouldn't do it for the world. Anyway, even though he's my brother, we look nothing alike. He has dirty blond hair and honey brown eyes, exactly the same color as my right eye. He's taller and a whole lot tanner than me. I look like a snowball by comparison.

"You better hurry, honey, or you'll be late."

My mom's voice brought me back from my thoughts. I glanced at the kitchen clock mounted on the wall. 7:59. Crap! Crap! Crap!

"Bye Mom!" I yelled as I swallowed my mouthfull of banana and scurried out of the door and onto the streets of Tokyo, Japan.

School went by in a blur. Before I knew it, the bell rang and the students were rushing out of their classrooms. But, I think me arriving late kind of explains that.

I trudged on my way home. I honestly don't feel like training today. I'm still exhausted from yesterday. Not to mention my bruises still hurt. Maybe I'll just play hookie. Lucky for me, I have some extra clothes in my bag. I planned this last night, me and my scheming self. I'll just go and change in some shop nearby.

I deliberately made a wrong turn at the fork in the road. My house is on the right. I turned left. I walked for a while until I saw a large tree. It wasn't any ordinary tree. That, I knew. No ordinary tree would have such strong emotions emitting from it. Love. Hate. Bitterness. Betrayal. They're almost overwhelming.

"Ah, such a pretty girl."

I jumped, startled. I turned to the old man who was talking to me. He gasped, suprised by my multicolored eyes, but quickly regained his composure.

"Sorry if I startled you, miss."

"Oh, it's okay," I replied.

"You know, that tree has a legend."

Who is this old man?

"Yeah, I can guess. Anything that old has to have some legend attached to it, right?"

"I see you like legends. I own a shop nearby that has books on legends, such as the legend of this tree. Would you like to buy one?" he asked.

"I don't know. I was actually just looking for a bathroom around here."

"There's one in my shop. It's just around the corner," the old man said, leading me. Talk about pushy.

We stopped at an old shop that was, indeed, around the corner of what I guessed to be his home. We entered. I saw it had a bunch of trinkets and books on myths and legends. It was a very strange shop. I quickly went into the bathroom and changed into my form fitting red t-shirt and black elastic pants. I went out. The old man was busy with some customers, so I just left.

I wandered around, not knowing or caring where I was going. I eventually ended up facing an old shrine. I felt myself being drawn to it.

"What the crap? Why do I want to go in there?" I asked myself. "Oh well. It can't hurt to look."

Making sure noone was watching me, I entered the shrine. There was an old well in the middle of it that I was amazingly, almost magnetically, attracted to. I edged closer toward it, and, due to my unfaling clumsiness, tripped on the ground and fell into it. I closed my eyes, preparing for the hard ground, but it never came.

I opened my eyes and looked around. I was on the ground. The walls of the well towered overhead with vines hanging down. I grabbed a vine and started to climb up. After a couple of minutes, I succeeded at getting out of the well and looked around. This place is so...green. Definitely not Tokyo.

I scowled. A bunch of questions popped into my head all at once. Where am I? How'd I get here? How do I get back? I shook my head to get rid of the questions. It's no use asking them, anyway. I mean, who am I going to ask them to? The trees?

I started walking. This place is so beautiful. So peaceful. Suddenly, I sensed a demonic aura.

I take that back. This place is not peaceful at all. I followed the aura to a small clearing with a stream running through it. I quickly hid behind a tree and took out the purification salt in my bag. It's a good thing Dad always made me keep this and a knife in my bag for emergencies. Always be prepared for anything, he'd always say. At least with this, I'll be able to defend myself if needed.

I cautiously looked over from my hiding place. A small girl with an orange kimono was picking flowers. An ugly toad demon was nearby watching her. Stupid thing probably wanted to eat her. I quickly climbed the tree I was hiding behind and threw som salt onto the demon. I watched quietly as it screamed in pain and jumped into the river. I laughed softly, making sure I wouldn't be heard.

My victory was short lived, however. Another demonic presence was coming toward me. Only, this one was a lot stronger than the toad demon. It was stronger than anything I've faced in my whole entire life. I held my breath as a beautiful demon stopped under my tree. He sniffed the air and looked straight at me. My eyes met with his. His golden eyes semmed to see right through me. A soft breeze blew his silver hair towards me. That was when the tree branch I was lying on broke.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaahhh!!" I screamed as I fell headfirst to the ground with a loud and painful thump. "Owww...."

I could sense the annoyance he was feeling. I could sense it strongly. I looked up from the ground slowly, finally meeting his golden eyes. He showed no sign of emotion, but I wasn't fooled, but damn he's even more beautiful up close. No. 'Beautiful' is a really bad understatement for this creature. He's downright gorgeous. Long silver hair, cold golden eyes, a blue crescent moon on his forhead and violet stripes on his cheeks and red on his eyelids, which kind of looked like eyeshadow, but I know better than that, adorned his smooth pale skin. I had to remember how to breathe.

He is no ordinary demon, that's for sure. I gulped. My bag is still behind the tree. Maybe, if I can get to it fast enough, I'll be able to get out my knife to defend myself, but I know it'll be futile either way. His strength is on a completely different scale from my weak, exhausted, and still sore body. But a girl has to survive, right?

Before I could make a single move, I noticed his hand glow green.

"Die," the demon said in a cold, yet somehow seductive, voice as he aimed his claws at my throat.