The Damned Dancing Doctor
Chapter 1
In her bedroom, her toes swirled on the hard wood floor. Her toes becoming swore with the speed of each spin. She lifted her right leg up and held it to her body. She flattened her left foot that was still on the ground, and leaned her head backwards. Letting the hand that held her right leg against herself go and excel past her head to touch the floor. With her right hand, she balanced herself. Her right foot touched down next and then her left hand. A slow, graceful move that stretched all her aching muscles. This move could not be done by someone who didn't understand the positive energy that was brought and the negative energy it released. She moved her hands swiftly up into the air, then to the side, blessing the moon as it shown into her window. She put her arms down and slipped on her pajamas. She paused and looked deeply into the mirror. What will tomorrow bring?
Kagome Higurashi was an established O.R. surgical doctor and widowed to a man she loved. Poor Hojo.
She had come back from the feudal era after a huge battle with Naraku, and had never gone back. Inu-Yasha had came for her, but couldn't find her. Her mother didn't even know she was. Kagome had signed herself up for boarding school in America, and had been dating Hojo with the assistance of the e-mail and phone.
She had graduated from High school two years later, because she was so advanced in every subject. Then she went to medical college and internships for the next eight years. And as soon as she received her degree, she moved back to Japan and married Hojo, also finding out that her grandfather had died five years earlier. But I suppose it wasn't meant to be… After marrying Hojo, her mother died, and she inherited everything. She had finally had everything moved into the house, when he was murdered. Kagome wasn't sure who had done and was too grieved by his death to think straight. She took a few months off before returning to the O.R.
Now at the age of 26 years old, she was getting ready for work, again. It was depressing and adrenaline-rushing watching each person either die or survive. Most survived. Back to work. She sighed, and opened the door to her house. She locked it and drove to work. Back to work…