I do not own Inuyasha. Sadly. He is smexy. But I do own his son and all original characters. They are mine. -Hiss-
She didn't quite know what woke her, the screeching of her alarm clock or the loud clap of thunder that shook her windows. She jerked awake, eyes wide and wild. Her blonde hair settled over her shoulders as she looked around, the darkness in her room creeping towards her. She smacked her clock to shut it off and huddled in the corner of her bed, shaking. She hated it when it stormed like this. Lightening lit her room for a split second and she gasped and whimpered at the demons that haunted and followed her. Darkness engulfed her again and she scrambled to place her back to the wall, shoving her face in her knees. She glanced at her clock and thanked the God of Batteries, noting she would be late if she didn't get up and around soon. She couldn't move. She just stared at her floor as if it would swallow her if she put just one toe there. So, there she sat for nearly an hour before her lights flickered back on. She slowly pushed herself off the bed and braced herself. When she didn't immediately get sucked into the floor, she breathed a sigh of relief. Her feet flew across the carpet as she ran to the bathroom. She wasn't about to let her demons get her… and she really needed a shower, late or not.
She slammed the door behind her, running down her apartment steps. She looked around at the water puddles, the cloudy skies and the darkness. She shivered and hugged herself, rushing to the sidewalk to start on her way. Her pace was brisk, hastened and frightened. She sidestepped people on the street, eyes always moving. She made her way down the street, clenching her hand over her heart, head bowed. A clap of thunder grumbled overhead and she jerked up, eyes widened as she stumbled to a stop. She slowly lifted her head upwards, rain splattering against her cheeks. She inched her way toward a nearby tree. The rough bark grinded against her back through her uniform shirt. Her chest heaved as her bag clattered to the gravel next to her, nails automatically digging into the trunk.
Eyes followed her as they passed, but no one dared to stop. No one dared to help this strange, foreign girl. Her bangs fell from behind her ears, hiding the left side of her face. Rain plastered her clothes to her skin and a shiver ran up her spine. She watched feet and legs walk past, trying to keep her mind off the rain. 'It's just rain… you'll be okay… it's not gonna happen again…' The limbs blurred into one motion, but one pair stood out in distinction. She blinked. 'Oh… they're not moving…' She slowly lifted her hair, blinking rain from her eyes. Green met gold as her mouth slacked into a small 'o'. He was a god in a uniform. His black hair hung limply down his back, wet and shining from the rain. His bangs clung to his forehead, most of it hanging in his golden eyes. His stare made her shiver. Her body slowly started to relax under his gaze. Somehow, those eyes were oddly familiar and soothing, but she couldn't remember such strangely colored eyes. She gasped and pressed further against the rough, biting bark. She hadn't seen him move. He was standing inches from her, staring at her with that soul-searching gaze.
His eyes dropped and she looked down at herself. The rain had soaked her uniform, the white top clinging to her curves. Her face flushed and she quickly crossed her arms over her chest. She heard rustling over the rain and felt a weight on her shoulders. She looked up and saw the dark fabric of his uniform jacket around her. She gripped the edges and pulled it tighter around her. She lifted her eyes further and looked at his lips as they moved, "C'mon…" His hand settled at the small of her back and gently urged her forward. She hesitated before falling into step with the mysterious boy. She looked up at him through her lashes. 'Why is he doing this?' A loud clap of thunder had shivers crawling down her spine and had her jumping closer to him, shoving her face in his side. He stopped and looked down at her, eyebrows drawn together. She shivered at his touch as he rubbed his thumb over her shoulder, "Hey… you're okay, and nothing's going to get you… I won't let it get you…"
Her mind reeled. 'Why are you clinging to this stranger? Yeah, he's wearing your school uniform, but that doesn't make it okay…'
'There's just something about him, though…'
'Just be careful… it could happen again…' She shook again and his grip on her tightened, "It's alright. We're almost there…" She nodded and pushed herself forward. 'He's being so kind… he makes me feel safe.'
"Here we are." She looked up as they quickly walked up the steps of the school. Teachers stood at the door with umbrellas and carts of towels. The strange boy grabbed towels for them and gently tugged her inside. He pulled the heavy winter jacket from her shoulders and started shaking it out. She gripped the fluffy towel in her hands as she watched him. She stared at the muscles under his skin work as he forcibly dried off his jacket. The crack it made jerked her from her stupor and she towel dried her hair. She heard water splashing on the floor and glanced up to see him wringing out his long hair. She tore her eyes away from him, looking around at the other students. She noticed the more dry girls had changed into what looked like a school jogging suit. She was about to turn round and thank her "rescuer" before a shrill screeching rang in her ears, "Eiji! Stop it!" A boisterous laugh reverberated in the halls. It seemed as if everyone heaved a sigh all at once before a boy muttered, "Damn Eiji and his perverted antics…" She heard chuckling and she noticed it was from her "knight in shining armor". Her eyebrows slowly rose and he flashed a smirk her way.
Her cheeks colored and her legs felt like jello. It took all she could to keep herself from falling to a pile of goo, "Well… I'll introduce you to Eiji later." His hand migrated back to the small of her back and she jumped at the sudden contact. He let his hand slowly fall away and he half smiled, "Sorry." She shook her head, "I-it's okay…" His eyebrows shot up and he laughed, moving forward, "Hey, I though you were mute or something!" Her face flushed and she shuffled after him, "That's a rather rude assumption. My vocal chords work just fine, thank you."
"Ooh, touchy, aren't we?" He smirked back at her, eyebrows bouncing. She wrinkled her nose at him, "Only when it comes to rude strangers." Her arms folded across her chest as he huffed, "I have been everything BUT rude to you." She snorted and tossed her head to the side, "Whatever." He let out a dry 'keh' before facing forward again. She smirked before her face fell. 'Why am I talking to him…? I don't even know his name. I'm falling for the pretty face again…' She bowed her head and didn't notice the questioning look the boy gave her.
He waited outside the dressing room, sighing. When they had gotten to the gym, she hadn't even looked at him as the P.E. instructor ushered her to the back. He ruffled his now dry bangs and blew them from out of his eyes. Why did he even give a damn about this girl? What made her special out of all the other hundreds of girls that were freezing? He tipped his head back, staring at the ceiling fixtures. It was her expression. Her expression had broken his heart. The pure fear and terror in her eyes had ripped his soul to shreds. He had wanted to cry and hold her in his arms at the same time. Her eyes held a dark secret and he wanted to know what it was. He wanted to keep her safe.
His eyes slid to the side when he felt a tug at his shirt sleeve. He completely turned his head to her as he looked her over. Her eyes were downcast and her hands were folded in front of her. Her shy stance sent a smile traveling across his features. He tapped her shoulder and moved away from the wall he was leaning against. He made a humming noise in the back of the throat as if he was really thinking about the way the jogging suit clung to her curves, showing off her slender waist and ample – no. He mentally shook his head. No thinking about that now.
A blush crept across her face as she watching him look her over, "Take a picture…" He blinked at her, "… huh?"
"It'll last longer." He blinked at her before his face broke into a grin, "Oh, ha ha. Very funny." She smiled shyly, "I thought so, too." She cleared her throat and stuck out her hand, "I'm Amy." He smiled and lightly gripped her hand, "Kane."