He watched as she walked home from school that afternoon. In his eyes, she was the image of pure beauty.
'An angel,' he thought, 'straight from heaven.
He couldn't take his eyes off of her. One day, he believed, he would work enough courage to talk to her, to tell her how he felt, and when that day came, she would love him too. One day, he believed.
'One day.'
But until that day came, he had to go home. He had places to go, things to do, people to see. His dad really, but does that really matter? He had to get home. He took one last glance at her and started towards home.
He made it home, five minutes later than usual. He opened the door slowly, expecting to see his father waiting for him in the living room. Maybe he didn't notice. He looked around the house for him, upstairs, downstairs, bathrooms, bedrooms, and the kitchen. He was nowhere to be found. Surly he would have been home waiting for him like every other day.
"Oh well," He decided. "He'll be back later."
He went into the kitchen to get a snack before he went into bedroom and found a note on the refrigerator.
Out.
Be back later.
Dad.
He ate a bowl of ramen and went into his bedroom. Once inside, he closed and locked his door. He walked to his closet door and opened it only to be met by an image of himself in a mirror. He looked at himself. Messy silver hair, beautiful eyes of gold, naturally tanned skin, black shirt, faded baggy black pants with chains hanging from his belt, charcoal black Vans, and to top it off, two silver dog ears perched on the top of his head.
He imagined himself with Kikyo, the girl of his dreams. He liked her, but his friends didn't. They say she was too much of a prep. He never told them that he liked her.
She really didn't pay ant attention to him. He was just another face in the crowd to her.
He went into the bathroom and took a shower. He stood in the shower for over thirty minutes, he found that it helped to relieve stress and cleared his mind. He put on some black boxers and brushed his teeth. When he left the steam filled bathroom, he was surprised to see that hid dad wasn't home. He was tired and decided to go to bed early.
I'm sorry, this is my first story. Please, no flames.
Disclaimer- I do not own any of Inuyasha or any of the characters.
Whoooooop! Finished the first chapter. I'm sorry for its shortness.