Well Of Dreams
By, To-To Kama Mae
Disclaimer: I do not own or neither did I invent the characters in this story. However, I did write the story line and actions. Inuyasha was lovingly invented and written by Rumiko Takahashi.
'………' = Character's thoughts
"………" = Character's Talking
[………] = Author's Thoughts
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The yellow sun hung loosely in the hazy Tokyo sky. Its glare pierced the blue sky and also shed light in peaks of darkness. From looks of the day, the painting told that the time was just before noon. Inside a large courtyard sat an old, rickety house. At certain sections of the house the wood that held it up was beginning to rot and the blue paint was starting to peel. Inside the west room of the delicate house, the reincarnation of an ancient priestess girl lay sleeping.
Her blue-black tresses glimmered in the wrath of the sun. Her tiny rosebud mouth parted and let out a small yawn. She had slept in late and her legs were hanging off the bed. Unexpectedly, a bent old man wearing a long gray kimono rapped on her bedroom door. Slowly, he went inside. He found her still sleeping in her abnormal position.
"Kagome-chan! Get up this instant, foolish girl!"
Her eyelids slowly slid open and rewarded tired, blue-gray eyes. She stretched her long arms and sat up quickly when she realized what time it was.
"Aaiee..! Grandpa get out!"
The nineteen-year-old girl, saturated with sleep, grabbed a pillow and flung the soft bundle at her unsuspecting grandfather. He caught the pillow in mid-air and just laughed.
"Ahhh…" He said with a light chuckle. "Kagome-chan, you look so funny in the morning. Well, I suppose you aren't going to school today, good too because it's time you've done some work around here."
The schoolgirl scrunched up her nose and gave a defiant look at her successor.
"I can't today, Grandpa, I.uh..have..uh, things to do."
Before the gray old man could stop her, Kagome dressed herself and rand out of the bedroom in a flash. Startled, the old man turned around and tried to grab hold of the girl's arm but lost the battle.
"Kagome-chan! Get back here!"
He exhaled a small, hopeless breath and receded down the hall.
In the kitchen, Kagome was rushing about and was picking up books and stuffing sugared doughnuts in her mouth. A tall, dark-haired woman came rushing over and helped Kagome with her books.
"Oh Kagome-chan, you never have time for anything anymore. Why don't you just stay home today?"
The raven-haired Miko looked at her mother with sorrowful eyes.
"I am sorry Mama but," she said and sighed for a moment, "But I have to go."
Her tender lips patted gently on her mother's cheek and waved goodbye, and with that she ran out the front door.