A/N- HeYy everyone! This is my first fanfic ever! Actually this is my first time ever writing anything ((that didn't deal with school)).
I dedicate this story to my friends, who literally FORCED me to write this. You see, all my friends write stuff and they thought that I should write something along with them. I am writing this to shut them up. I personal do not know if I am a semi-good writer or if I am horrible bad. This is where your reviews come in and are greatly appreciated! Now on with the story! CHARGE! .
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Title: Can she handle it? ((Story title would be greatly appreciated))
Chapter: One, All Alone!
Thoughts: - -
Rated: PG 13 (for language and maybe implied sexual situations in later chapters.)
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha. Though I wish it to be true, it is not. tear
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The sun peaked threw pink curtains and onto a still form. It was a gorgeous sunny day. The birds were chirping and everything was perfect.
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BE-
Kagome's alarm clock went off to ruin the 'perfect' silence and signaling the end of the 'perfect' morning.
Kagome slammed her fist against the annoying disturbance. It fell off her nightstand and onto the floor with the impact, along with the clothes, books, and various other things that happened to be carelessly thrown about the rather large room.
A sleepy eye opened to stare into the blinding light before quickly shutting again. Sitting up, Kagome rubbed her eyes and stretched a bit before getting out of the comfort of her bed, as she mumbled about damn alarm clocks and waking up at freakin' 6 a.m. in order to go to school.
The sleepy teenage girl headed out of her room and down the hall. She entered the bathroom to take a shower and get ready for her first day of school.
After putting on her school uniform -these skirts get shorter ever year, I swear it- she tugged helplessly on her skirt and looked back into her full-length mirror, brush in hand. Try as she might though, she just couldn't get her hair to cooperate with her. Instead she just brushed it down, deciding it was a waste of her time.
Kagome went downstairs and, on her way down, she saw that she only had 5 minutes for breakfast. She grabbed her car keys off the table and a glazed donut from the kitchen before taking one last look at the unusually quite house and then heading out the door.
Kagome's POV
I walked down my numerous amounts of steps that led to my house. When I finally reached the bottom, I unlocked my car with a push of a button and got in. Starting it up, I got on the road and headed towards school.
At the current moment, I am at home alone. Well technically I am in my car, but what I mean to say is no one is living at my house at the current moment except me. You see, my grandfather had won an award for his shrine and had to go to America in order to accept it. I suppose he knows someone who lives down there, or my mother does, because they are staying with a friend. Of course only my grandfather has to go but my mom was so worried about him going alone. "He's old and I am worried about him going away that far." I could still hear my mother's voice in my head. Needless to say, but said anyways, my mother had to go with my grandfather. I had told my mother that I cannot and will not watch my little brother, Souta. Yes I do love him; however he can be a big pain. He's staying with a friend of his.
My mother and grandfather are staying in America for 6 months! My mother says that she wants to see the sights and whatever while she is there. I think she just wants a vacation from Souta and me. Not that I can blame her. She does have to raise us by herself, with little to no help from my grandfather (he's a bit too old to do much though).
As for my father, he died in a 'car crash', or so most people think. However he was actually murdered.
I turned the corner of a street that lead to school. I had missed the turn for the short-cut I usually took. Cars beeped at me in annoyance as I sped by them. I wasn't late for school or anything; I always just drove pretty fast. I think I get it from my mom, who drives like a maniac.
My father used to have spiritual powers and therefore I have powers too, although I have miko powers. I am not sure if Souta has any powers yet. He hasn't showed any signs as of yet, but he's still young.
My mother knows all of the power stuff of course, but what she doesn't know (and I didn't know until my dad died) my father worked for a secret organization called P.D.S.P. or protecting demon and spiritual powers. When I got news of my fathers death, two days later some suit-and-tie guy came up and told me I was to undergo training to strengthen my miko powers and take my dads place. My mom still doesn't know about the organization. Personally, I don't think she should know. She already has a lot to deal with; she doesn't need to be worrying about me too. However, I did tell one person. I told Sango, who happens to be my best friend since kindergarten.
I pulled into the school parking lot, on the side of the school, and parked in my usual spot.
Getting out of my car, I headed towards the double doors that were closest to this particular parking lot. I saw Sango standing near the door, waiting for me, as always. I have no clue how she can wake up so early and get to school before me all the time. I don't even know why she would want to be early?
"Hey Sango!" I waved cheerfully and smiled brightly.
"Hey. You seem really happy to be up this early and at school." She replied, as she eyed me skeptically.
"Honestly Sango, don't tell me that you have forgotten!"
Sango looked at me confused and, seeing my disappointed look, jumped up and down in glee.
"Of course not! How could I forget? You are so gullible sometimes Kagome." She laughed at me. -I so have to get her back for this- All the sudden Sango's smile dropped and she looked very angry.
"What's wrong Sango?" I asked, and then saw Miroku come up from behind her with an innocent smile on his not-so-innocent face.
SLAP
Miroku rubbed his reddening cheek as Sango continued to glare daggers at him.
"Was that really necessary Lady Sango?" Miroku sighed.
"Well maybe if you learned to keep your hands to yourself Monk-" 'Miroku got the nickname 'monk' because of the formality in which he speaks. Also because it's a kind of joke, seeing as Miroku would NEVER be able to become a monk with that wondering hand of his.'
"Don't start this again." I interrupted Sango, as I turned my attention to Miroku. "Hey Miroku, Sango and I are going to the mall today, you in?"
"Sure, thanks Kagome!" He smirked and inched closer to me.
"Uhhh… no problem?" I laughed nervously, slowly walking away from him. "Well I had better head off to class. See-ya guys later." I waved them off and left to meet my three other friends at my locker. ((A/N does anyone know the names of Kagome's friends? I only know Eri and Yumi, I think. Help would be greatly appreciated.))
Inuyasha's POV
Walking into school, I fiddled with my 'class ring', which actually kept me somewhat normal. My older half-brother had made some witch put a spell on it. Every time I put it on, my dog ears turn invisible along with my fangs and claws. It's a good thing my hair is so long, I guess. It covers my non-existent human ears. I also have silver hair and golden eyes, which my half-brother told everyone was part of a birth defect that ran in the family, or something along those lines.
"Yo, Inuyasha!" I turned around at the sound of my name and saw my best (and only) friend running up to me, sporting a nice red mark on his face that looked strangely like a hand print.
"You know that touching a girl's ass is not the way to touch her heart." I chuckled as Miroku's face dropped in a mock sadness.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Miroku walked with me to my locker and then we headed off to class, only to be stopped by my least favorite person.
"Hey Inu Baby." A high-pitched, annoyingly fake voice called, soon followed by Kikyo, who emerged in the doorway of the class, blocking my only way of entering.
I couldn't stand Kikyo. She was always hanging all over me. Sure she was pretty, in a cold, pale, lifeless sort of way but she is a very cruel stuck-up bitch, to put it nicely.
I only ever liked one girl, and that was a big mistake. She was my old (only) girlfriend, Yuri. (Also my last) I had made the mistake of trusting her and telling her what I truly was, a hanyou. (Which I've never told anyone, besides Miroku of course) Anyways, she just stared at my ears, fangs, and claws in terror before running out of the room promising she'd never tell anyone as long as I left her alone. I didn't see her for a week when I finally discovered that she had moved away. I hadn't seen her since the day she ran away screaming, although I don't mind. I defiantly don't want to see her ever again.
I growled at Kikyo and pushed her aside and out of my way. She stumbled a bit before she caught herself and followed me, as I walked over to my seat and sat down, she stood beside my desk.
"I'll forgive you for that, Inu, if you give me a kiss."
I hate that nickname, Inu.
At that moment, the teacher walked in and told everyone to take their seats. Thank kami.
"Well, we'll save that for later." Kikyo winked at me and took the seat next to mine, which was already taken. The girl who was previously sitting there was pushed to the ground by Kikyo. The girl just gave Kikyo a nasty look and took a seat further back, as Kikyo gave me a smug, satisfied look.
Like I said, she's a bitch.
A note landed on my desk. I picked it up and read it. I instantly knew it was from Miroku because of the handwriting on it. Then again, who else would give me a note? Not that I would want one from anyone of course.
Yo, Kikyo's a bitch, eh? She should get a clue and stop bothering you. Anyways, Kagome invited me to go to the mall with her and Sango after school today. You wanna come with us for once? They are really hott! Oh, they are also nice too.
I chuckled at my friends words. It sounds like he didn't give a damn whether they were nice or not, just as long as they are hot.
I scrawled down 'whatever' before throwing the note back at Miroku, who sat behind me, ever so inconspicuously, which is why I cannot figure out how the teacher told us to stop passing notes. Especially when his back was turned and he was writing on the board.
Anyways, about this whole mall thing, Miroku always invites me to meet these two girls, as if I care. He says I shouldn't judge them based on every other girl I've met, that they are different or something. Either way I always say 'whatever', or something along those lines, and find a way out of it. I know these girls are going to be just like all the other girls I've met. What makes them special? It would just be a waste of time, getting to know them.
A/N- This chappie is just basically a background of Kagome and a bit of Inuyasha. I must say that I do NOT hate Kikyo. I am definitely a 100 InuKag fan but I do sympathize with Kikyo. However, in this fic I need her to be this way. She will be needed later on, I think. Actually I only have this chapter done. I do have some plans and all, I just haven't written them down yet. Please review! Even if you hated my story, I believe you are still entitled to your opinion, just as long as you aren't horrible cruel about it. Besides, even though I would be disappointed if everyone hated it, at least I would know im not wasting my time, ya know? Sry, I tend to ramble on a bit! Ill shut-up now!
Till next time….