I hate introductions, especially when it comes to introducing myself. My name, that's not important, but my otaku friends call me Kazumi. I'm pretty tall, and have lovely brown skin. My hair is a really, really dark brown hair. (NO HAIR IS NATURALLY BLACK!) Not too busty, but not too flat. Honestly, I think that I'm not that bad looking.
I had just finished another day of high school. Why couldn't learning be easier? That night, I studied my butt off, clarifying the few sections of math that I didn't quite understand. Why do we always have to have tests in that math class? When I thought I had studied enough, I took a bath, put on one of my middle school shirts for my pjs, and called it a night.
I had the strangest dream. I was just floating around in space. It took a while, but the world around me started to take shape. The darkness suddenly became a blue sky filled with cumulus clouds, reminding me of cotton candy. My feet seemed to touch something solid, allowing me to stand and look around. The view was beautiful, even though I was standing in the middle of nothing but sky. I walked around for a bit, trying to see if I would come across something that would progress my dream. Thankfully, I found a rustic looking door. The wood looked worn out and ready to decompose. Moss, greener than the healthiest grass I've seen, grew in the splinters. I took the brass knob and opened the door and was met with a pure white light. Once my eyes adjusted, I went through the door, and found myself waking up.
My eyes were greeted by a blue sky mixed with white stratus clouds and the smell of grass and wood. I watched the clouds roll by for a moment before the confusion started to settle in. I sat up and saw that I was in the middle a lush green field surrounded by trees. Where had that door taken me? Why couldn't I wake up in the comfort of my own bed? Don't get me wrong, the place was looked and smelled pretty and all, but I wanted to be in my bed, at my house. I had had enough nature for the day. There were no walls, no lamps, no light switches. I needed 21st century civilization. I did wake up right? I felt like I was awake. I pinched myself for reassurance. After finding out that my cheek was very much in pain, and that I was defiantly awake, my head tried to come up with reasonable explanations. Was my brother playing another sick trick? I still have to get him back for dropping me off in the middle of town at the Rooms To Go. I know he's done some mean things, but leaving me in the middle of the forest? Really? I got up, and walked around deciding that it couldn't hurt. There had to be someone here. Yes, my brother is cruel, but he's not stupid enough to leave me alone in the wild. I walked, and walked, and walked. That bastard actually left me in the middle of the forest, all by myself? I sat down and allowed my feet to rest. He'd come for me when I didn't appear, or when our sister found out. There's no way they wouldn't notice that I haven't come back… I began to sing songs to help pass the time and keep m worries from making me panic.
"Morning has broken! Like the first morning. Black bird has spoken, like the first bird. Praise for them singing. Praise for the morning. Praise for them springing fresh from the word."
I could really go for another hour or two of sleep. I missed my bed, my stuffed panda, and my A/C.
"Some nights I wish my lips could build a castle, some nights I wish they just fall off. But I still wake up, I STILL SEE YOUR GHOST. Oh Lord, I'm still not sure, what I stand for, oh. What do I stand for, what do I stand for? Most nights I don't know, any moh-o-ore. … And when I look into my nephew's eyes… you won't believe what can come from us. Some terrible nights!" I thought about it for a second.
"I should have stopped after 'fall off.' I really butchered that song." I told myself.
"You should have stopped after you began." Someone said.
I looked up, and saw a man in red clothing with silver hair and golden eyes.
"I didn't force you to list-" I stopped in the middle of my sentence as I interpreted what I had seen. "Oh, Jesus, help me now." It was InuYasha, the one from the anime. The human and dog hybrid stood before me, cloaked in red with his little dog ears sitting on the top of his head. Here he was, in front of me, but he's not real. Had I accidentally inhaled some fumes?
"Ahhhh, this can't be happening! Youshouldn'texist,butsinceyou'reinmyface. How? DoesthatmeanthatSangoMirokuShippoandKagomearerealtoo?That'snotsupposedtobetruesinceyou'reallinamanga, wait,thatmeansSesshomaru'sreal. Oh no, I'm going to die. My worst/best fear/dream has been realized!"
He managed to miss all of the names I had uttered but Sesshomaru's.
"How do you know about Sesshomaru?" He asked me.
"How do you not know about Sesshomaru?" I asked back, making him question the validity of his question.
My reverse questioning worked; InuYasha took the question as an answer. I was able to breathe a bit. I could only be thankful that Sesshomaru was pretty well known around these parts, I mean, he owns a fourth of the lands, not here particularly, but you'd be stupid to not know at least his name. I mentally sighed.
My ears perked up with InuYasha's as we both heard Kagome's surprisingly loud voice. She walked out of the foliage, and spotted us both.
"Are you lost?" She asked as crouched next to me to check if I was hurt.
"Yeah, this isn't exactly where I'd call home."
"Don't worry, we'll get you home."
She had made it her mission quickly. She really was kind-hearted; too bad my home isn't in this world.
"You're as nice as she made you." I said, accidently thinking aloud.
"What?" Kagome said skeptically.
"Sorry, I meant to say that you're as nice as she made you look." I told her as I tried to come up with a way out of my mistake..
"And who is this she?" InuYasha asked.
"The same person that told me about Sesshomaru…" I told him matter-of-factly.
"Would you care to name her?" Kagome asked a bit more gently.
"Umm… Rumiko Takahashi." I told them. "She's a really good au- auditor. That's how she knows about you. She's told me all sorts of stories, especially those revolving around you, the Shikon Jewel priestess."
"Oh, that makes sense. I never thought someone would be telling stories of us already. Come on, let's get you back to the village, Kaede will help us."
Kagome helped me up. InuYasha, on the other hand, was still skeptical of me. I couldn't blame him. My instinct was to not say anything about the anime, and to tell them a partial truth instead. I would ignore it all for now. I would worry about that after I found out why I was actually in InuYasha the anime and how I would get back home in one peace.