Summary: Inuyasha was cursed by Kikyo's arrow 500 years ago. Now, he's forced to be an imaginary friend to kids all over the world. He was most happy when he was Kagome's imaginary friend, yet in a fit of anger, Kagome sends him away forever. Twenty years later, he's back as a full human, and he and Kagome are thrown together once again. Kagome slowly starts to fall for him, but how can she truly love someone that may or may not be real?
Author's Note: I realize the summary is very confusing and may not make much sense, but if you'll bare with me, it will all come together in the next few chapters. Thanks(:
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Chapter 1:
"Kagome, Dear!"
I turned away from the dolls in my hands, innocent blue eyes staring up at my mother as she smiled down at me. I smiled back, a few teeth missing in the front. The tooth-fairy had visited me; it had made me very happy.
"Yes, Mommy?" I replied back, a childish tone in my voice.
"I have something very important to ask you," she informed me, crouching down on her knees so that she was eye to eye with me.
"Okay," I said, setting my Barbie aside before looking back to my mother's brown eyes. Mom cleared her throat a little, pushing a stray strand of hair behind her ear before meeting my gaze again.
"Well," she began, "Tomorrow is your father's birthday, and I was thinking – since he doesn't have to work – that we could do something a little special, maybe go out to dinner. What do you think?"
I smiled brightly, shaking my head. My new black bob bounced about with the motion. My father was a traveling business man, often having to go away for long periods of time. Mother and I rarely saw him, so it was just mother, Grandpa, baby Souta, and me most of the time. Yet, Grandpa was often in his shrine and baby Souta was only a few months old, so he was still boring. My dad was usually gone whenever big events happened, so for him to be around on his birthday was huge.
My mom returned my smile before ruffling my hair. She stood up and started to walk towards the door of my bedroom. She turned to me when she was at the doorframe, her finger to her lips in a shushing motion.
"Don't tell Daddy, though," she warned. "This is our little secret until we take him there, okay?" I nodded briskly, taking this light secret very seriously. Mom smiled at my enthusiasm before slipping out of my room and into the hallway.
When mother was gone, I turned back to the dolls in my hand, mumbling to myself, "now where was I?"
"Barbie was on her way to Ken's house," came the voice behind me, startling me a little. Though it had scared me, I instantly remembered the voice.
It was Inuyasha, my imaginary friend. He walked around from behind me and plopped down in front of me, his hands stuffed into his red robe. His little white dog ears twitched as he watched my reaction, his golden eyes searching mine. He was different from most imaginary friends I had heard of. True, I was the only one that could see him, and yes I was the only one he talked to. Yet, I couldn't control his emotions or personality – he had his own little personality that he was more than willing to show.
I nodded once, picking up the other Barbie and handing it to him promptly.
"Want to play?" I asked, handing him my lone male doll. He stuck his nose up in the air a little, snubbing my doll with a disapproving glare.
"Sorry, Kagome, but I don't play dolls. You should know that by now."
I pouted a little, dropping the doll into my lap. I sighed dejectedly, playing with my dolls hair absently while I thought.
"Sorry," I told him, my childish lisp deterring the 'r' sound. He furrowed his brows at my apology, his golden eyes searching my blue ones again. "I kind of knew you wouldn't want to play, but, you know," I paused and looked him in the eye, "thought I would ask." I looked away and continued to play sadly with my dolls hair, the blond locks twisting in my small fingers. I heard him sigh, frustrated, and had to keep myself from smiling.
"Fine," he grumbled. "Hand me the stupid doll."
I smiled happily, handing him the doll. I knew he couldn't say no to me when I pulled that act. He loved me too much. But I assumed he had to since he was my imaginary friend.
We played with the dolls for an hour or so. I was almost finished placing the dolls and their dollhouse back in my closet when I heard a familiar noise. The front door opened and there was the faintest sound of keys jingling. I looked expectantly over at Inuyasha, hoping he could confirm what I was hearing.
"Yeah," he said, recognizing the look I was giving him. "He's home."
With a childish yelp of happiness, I abandoned my dolls and bolted out of my room, running full speed down the stairs. I clomped clumsily into the kitchen, standing in the doorway with a smile from ear to ear on my face. Yet, when he turned around, I was amazed at how my smile grew bigger, still.
My father turned around and smiled at me, squatting down and holding his arms out, waiting for my hug. Not having to be told twice, I ran at him, embracing him with all I had once I was in his arms. I never realized how much I missed him until he came back from one of his trips, and right now that deprivation was coming back to me at top speed.
"How you doing, Kiddo?" he whispered in my ear. I hugged him tighter, taking in the familiar scent of his after shave.
"Good," I whispered back before he pulled me away at arm's length.
"Now, let me get a good look at you," he said, looking me over. He smiled approvingly, ruffling my hair. "You're such a big girl now. You've gotta stop growing up on me." He chuckled warmly before standing back up.
"Silly Daddy!" I giggled. "I can't stop growing!"
He simply laughed again, turning to mom. She was standing by the stove, her favorite pink apron around her waist.
"Dinner will be ready in just a moment," she called over her shoulder. After a moment, she carried a steaming bowl over to the table and set it down. With a satisfied smile, she turned to me. "Kagome, will you be a dear and go tell your grandfather that dinner is ready?"
With a nod, I walked out of the door and into the crisp November air. I wrapped my arms around my chest, wishing I had grabbed my jacket before walking out. Though, after a moment, there was a warm feeling on my shoulders and I looked over to see Inuyasha with his arm draped over my shoulder.
"Thanks," I said, a chill breaking my word.
"Feh," he snorted indignantly. "Least I can do. If I didn't do something, you would've caught a cold. And that would've stunk for the both of us."
I simply smiled as we walked down the walkway to my grandfather's old shed where he spent most of his time.
We found him digging through a box marked Inu-Demons. Inuyasha snorted unhappily at the label, what with him being part dog and all.
"Grandpa?" I said meekly. He stopped rummaging through the box and looked at me. I smiled slightly, still a tad cold. "Dinner's ready, Mommy wanted you to come in."
Grandpa nodded and came to stand beside me, chatting idly about whatever he'd been working on before I had arrived. I held his hand, half listening to his speech as we made our way across the yard. I looked over to see Inuyasha looking at the ground sadly, kicking random stones as he came up to them. Feeling sad for him, I reached over and took his hand. He looked up, a shocked expression on his face. I smiled reassuringly at him and even though his mouth only quirked up in a momentary smile, his eyes were happy that I'd done such a thing as to hold his hand. He may only love me because he's my imaginary friend and he has to, but sometimes I actually believed I loved him – just because.
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Alright, I realize this is probably a bit iffy and confusing, but if you stay and read the following chapters, I'm sure it will make more sense(: R&R