Disclaimer: Mel-chan walked down the park sidewalk with non-other than Inu Yasha in a leash before her… "I OWN INUYASHA!!!" She screamed. Ali-chan appeared and grabbed the leash from Mel. "Oh no you don't..." smiles "He's MINE!!" laughs evilly they begin to fight over the leash and Inu Yasha grumbled... "Wenches" he said... 'KAGOME GET YOUR BUTT OVER HERE AND SAAAAAVE MEEE!!" All of a sudden, men in black coats and badges saying FBI appeared. "Hand the Mutt over" the man said in a monotone voice… Ali and Mel looked over at each other and then at the men. "Er... you can have him. I don't want a fine" Mel said as she thrust the leash into Ali's hands. "Oh no you don't." Ali-chan said and gave it back.

((Ya Ya just break our little poor hearts… WE DON'T OWN INUYASHA OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS IN HERE…)) breaks down in sobs
ON WITH THE FIC

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Lucky Number Seven
Chapter ONE: Fortune Cookie

By: Mel-chan and Ali-chan

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As long as Kagome could remember, Sango had been her friend. They grew up together and ended up going to the same college. Now, they shared a good size apartment together. It was a two bedroom apartment with the simple fixings of a bathroom, kitchen, and a living room which also served as a computer room. It also had a walk in closet which the girls shared. The apartment building was right in the middle of Tokyo.

After classes were over on a Friday, the girls were heading home. They both shared an old Volkswagen. It was constantly breaking down, but what could they do?

"Sango, sooner or later, we've got to get a new car..." Sango just sighed, and nodded.

At that moment though, the car started to make weird noises. It bumped around, and was releasing a foul odor. It chugged away down the street, but finally broke down somewhere in the middle of China Town. Sango glared evilly at the car, and began to pound it with her fist. Kagome looked exasperated and got out and sat on the hood.

"Now what?" Sango thought for a moment. She was still looking angrily at the steering wheel in front of her.

She sighed. "I guess we'll have to call a tow." They walk to a nearby China King restaurant and ask the non-Japanese speaking employee for a phone.

"We... Need... To... Use... The... Phone..." Sango said exaggerating every word.

"No-speak-Japanese." The man said with a dumb smile.

Sango grumbled. Kagome jabbed Sango in the stomach... She had spotted a phone hanging on the wall. Still grumbling, Sango dialed the local tow truck. She practically memorized the number because their car broke down so many times.

As they waited for the Tow truck to arrive, the girls ordered some fortune cookies to munch on.

"Fortune-cookies." The Chinese woman said with a smile as she offered them two on a silver platter.

"One-dollah!" The lady said with a wide grin. Kagome pulled out a buck from her jean skirt, and gave it to the lady.

"Sango, lets crack it open at the same time." Kagome said cheerfully...

"Whatever." Sango replied... still fuming about the car...

"ONE!" Kagome said enthusiastically

"Two." Sango said in a monotonous way

"Three" they both said at the same time

::Crack::

They both unfurled their message from within the cookie crumbs. They began to read it at the same time on mistake, but that didn't matter because they got the same fortune.

"You will Fall in love with the 7th man you meet today."

Sango was angry and a vein popped out of her forehead. Instead of raving off like a lunatic she kept a cool head and thought:

'I don't care if you can understand me or not... but you guys are cheap for giving out the same fortunes to us. You could at least give them out two different days!!!'

Kagome noticed that the Tow was already waiting by their car...

"Er... Common Sango..." Kagome said and dragged the furious Sango who was clenching her fists.

Sango was still breathing hard as they strode across the street.

"This is not my day" Sango mumbled. Kagome walked up to the man who was hooking the pile-o-junk car to his own truck.

"Thanks a lot for coming, Mr..?"

"Just call me Kouga ma'am." He said; his back still turned.

"Er... Ya...Well... When can we pick it up from your garage?"

Kouga took a moment and looked at the girl... 'Man... She's cute...'

"Um... Hello?" Kagome noticed the way he was staring at her. It made her extremely uncomfortable.

"Oh sorry..." Kouga said blushing.

"Oh it should be good in a week or so..." He hesitated before asking:

"When you stop by to pick it up, maybe we could catch dinner sometime?"

All of a sudden, a thought popped into Kagome's head about the fortune cookie. 'This Kouga guy is only number one.' Her train of thought was interrupted by Sango who was tapping her feet and looking expectantly at her.

'This isn't the time to flirt...' was the look that Sango gave her. Kagome shrugged.

"I'm sorry, must go, lots to do today, now that our car is dead we have to get a move on. Call us when the car is ready." Kagome said as she took out a pen and paper, and scrawled her phone number onto it. She then handed it to Kouga before yanking Sango down the street, on their way home.

As they walked home they kept running into random guys. Whether they actually physically "ran" into them, or said "Hi" because they had met them somewhere before.

"Number Four..." Kagome mumbled mostly to herself, but Sango heard her anyways.

"Number four?" Sango asked confused.

"Ya... Four guys we've met since we got our fortune cookies."

Sango raised an eyebrow... "You're actually counting?"

"Well... just for fun..." Kagome added quickly with a grin.

The day had started to get gray and cloudy. The wind started to blow a bit harder and the temperature began to drop. Kagome was eyeing an orange hummer which was driving down the street at the moment. It seemed to have a certain glow about it.

'Wow, I wished we owned that kind of car. Heck, I would just settle for one that would work.'

She wasn't quite looking where she was going and bumped into a guy in a long gray trench coat.

"Oh, sorry Sir!" Kagome apologized as she laughed nervously.

The man eyed her up, and Kagome noticed it was a cold icy stare that was three times as uncomfortable as that Kouga's had been. He didn't say anything and before she knew it, Sango had pulled her away. It must not have lasted more than five seconds but that moment was the scariest experience Kagome had witnessed in her short life.

As they walked home... they ran into a total of 6 guys. Neither of them had admitted it, but they weren't really joking about counting all the men they ran into. They, in fact, did keep thinking in their heads:

'I wonder who "number SEVEN" really is.' and 'Thank god that one creep wasn't him.'

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Ali-chan: WOO HOO First chappy DONE!
Mel-chan: How many more? exasperated
Houshi-sama: Well I can always grin give a hand
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