Ok, its a new story! HUZZAHHH! Ok, so not much to say. Its a School Story... i know that its
overused, but i like them most of the time(I know i said high school. But i figured it would be more
fun this way). Hopefully youll like it and please read and REVIEW! People always reaad but never
reveiw! How the heck am i supposed to know if you liked it or not if you dont REVEIW? Please
tell me cause id love to know. Anyways. So yea, heres my new Inu story..(I swear... Inu is all i
write! Come on me! Think of something else ehh? Oh well. I loaf Inu. lol) Have fun!
Smile Empty Soul
Kirralle Hazayaki
Disclaimer: Ohh the infamous Disclaimer. Okay... If i had owned the damn show, there
wouldnt be 162 episodes and Kikyou would not be in it! So that tells us that i DONT own
said anime... or the band Smile Empty Soul. I just thought it was a good title. So pleassee!
Dont sue me or anything! Im only 15! This disclaimer should prevent all copywrite
infringements...lol. I Also dont own any lyrics i will ineveitably use through the course of
the fic. There. Now that this is alllll said and done. ON WITH THE STORY!
Smile Empty Soul
Chapter one: Life after 12th grade.
Kagome Higurashi sighed as her name was called. Putting on a fake smile, she accepted her
diploma and flipped the tassle on her hat as people applauded and flashes from cameras erupted,
practically blinding her. Once off the poorly elevated fold out stage, she rolled her eyes and sat
down next to a petite girl about her age. She had flowing black-brown hair and chestnut eyes. She
was also Kagomes best friend since second grade. She smiled at her disgruntled friend and shifted
her weight to look at Kagome.
"So... all packed?" she mumbled as a roar of applaudes exploded across the feild at one of the most
popular jocks in school getting his diploma.
"ALMOST!" She yelled above the claps and whoops.
"I JUST... I just have a few more things and I should be ready" She stated, significantly lowering her
voice to a dull whisper as the crowd died down. Sango nodded as she watched Miroku, her
perverted best friend and boyfriend of two years received his dipoma and strutted off the stage, not
stopping to shake hands with the board members. Grinning, he sat down in his seat next to Sango
and laced his fingers between hers.
"Showoff" she mumbled as she threw a punch at his shoulder with her vacant arm. Kagome
watched as the two goofed around like always, mock fighting and ending everything with a slap to
the face and an upset Sango. She smiled lightly but didnt attempt her usual butting in with snide
comments. She just sat there, placidly staring at the set up stage, watching as countless seniors
garbed in silver and green were passed from High School to the rest of their lives.
To Kagome, Graduation ceremonies were pointless. What was there to show? No other grade had
so much as a 'congrats, you passed' party, yet somehow, the adknowlagement that you have just
completed a mere four years of your existance was important. Graduation ceremonies were there to
congratulate the dull, ordinary people and praise the overachievers who had to excell at everything
they did and participate in several after school functions. The Jocks got personalized trophies, the
cheerleaders were awarded "School Spirit ribbons" along with every other cheer group on campus,
including dance line and marching band. Art Club students were awarded a very original trophy,
sporting a large paint brush base and several media peices to spell out the usual congratulations. The
Drama club and Thespian Troupes were awarded medals strategically shaped like berets with those
two smiling and sad masks behind them. Everyone would get a framed slip of paper stating
acheivement and whatnot. Graduation ceremonies were also used for one more unevitable fact. One
fact that rocked the worlds of most teenagers and struck fear in those few who had no idea what to
do next: College. One word brought up dozens of conversations about what subject that person
was majoring in or what college they were going to attend... or the fact that in a mere month and a
half, Kagome and Sango, who had shared everything from mini-skirts to kiss and tell stories, were
being separated by four states. All thanks to another four or five years spent toiling away in the
oppressing foundations of school campuses.
After the last few names in what had seemed a neverending list of seniors were rambled off,
Kagome, Sango, and several other people from the choir stood and filed onto the stage to perform
the schools graduating song of choice for this year. The Prinicpal stepped up to the podium and
smiled at the onlooking audience of proud parents and jelous younger siblings. Opening her mouth
wide, revealing her three plus chins and porceline veneers, which seemed illuminantly bright against
her red lipstick, she began a blabbering speech about how wonderful the years been.
"We have seen many things this year, but nothing seems far more amazing than our graduates, who
have excelled highly at everything from grades, to sports, even helping the underclassmen. Now, im
not the one to be giving a speech here, so i'll just hand over the mic to Rin Hitomi, our Japanese
Transfer student turned highest in her English class...now valedictorian of Grovewood High School."
She stutterd, holding her arm out to Rin, who had come out of the front of the choir array. Rin,
being a shocking 5 foot 2, stepped up onto a small stool after making a joke about her height and
smiled into the microphone.
"Hey! Well. This is abnormally surprising huh? Yes. Well, the fact that im here speaking fluent
english in front of thousands of parents isnt exacly a good trump card. Im here to talk about more
important things... things like this school year. I came here three years ago as a freaked out
sophmore and had never seen a school with more character than this. We've all had our moments to
shine, be it Kagome..." She pointed back to her, " Taking a place higher than first in our schools
Solo and Ensemble contest last fall, or The Football team winning the championship game. This
senior class we have here is what is most likely the best anyones seen in ages, excelling everywhere
from academics to athletics, fine arts to chess club. We've all worked out butts off this
year,cramming for the grueling and surprisingly not so difficult SAT's or trying to get that last line or
lyric memorized. I guess all this is a roundabout way of saying this. Four years ago, most all fo us
walked through those doors like scared puppies with our tales between our legs... and now look at
us. Im not quite sure about you guys listening to me ramble or not, but when i look at everyone, I
dont see Kids...or Teenagers for that matter... I see Adults...I see real people suviving real life. And
whatever we do with this peice of paper that says were not kids anymore, or wherever this crazy
road takes us in life, i dont think any one of us is going to forget this year...Especially last winter
when what was probably the biggest food fight ever took place. We have Jesse to thank for that
huh? And we expect the underclassmen to live up to expectations... if we hear that this hasnt
continued... i think a lot of us will be coming back just to kick butts and take names. Anyways,
When this is all over and you go to congratulate your son or daughter with hugs or new cars...
remember how much weve grown these four years and give 'um some respect, eh? With all that
said...i think this should be my conclusion...: Whoever owns the blue 85' Sedan? You left your lights
on." Rin finished, making the audience as well as the choir behind her laugh loudly. Taking a bow
and stepping off the crate, she shuffled on over to her place in the front row of the chorus with a
huge smile plastered to her face. Hearing the Music start, Kagome instinctively smiled and took a
breath with the other altos around her.
And so we talked all night about the rest of our lives
Where we're gonna be when we turn 25
I keep thinking times will never change
Keep on thinking things will always be the same
But when we leave this year we won't be coming back
No more hanging out cause we're on a different track
And if you got something that you need to say
You better say it right now cause you don't have another day
Cause we're moving on and we can't slow down
These memories are playing like a film without sound
And I keep thinking of that night in June
I didn't know much of love
But it came too soon
And there was me and you
And then we got real cool
Stay at home talking on the telephone with me
We'd get so excited, we'd get so scared
Laughing at our selves thinking life's not fair
And this is how it feels
The altos ceased their verse and lowered their heads as instructed not two seconds before the
sopranos started up with the chorus.
As we go on
We remember
All the times we
Had together
And as our lives change
Come whatever
We will still be Friends forever
Kagomes mind raced as thoughts of the previous days this year that held some significance to her.
She was flattered that Rin, who had become one of her close friends these past years, had
mentioned her in her speech, and was feeling a little better about graduating and moving on.
Everyone knew they couldnt stay here forever and Kagome was just now realizing this for herself.
So if we get the big jobs
And we make the big money
When we look back now
Will our jokes still be funny?
Will we still remember everything we learned in school?
Still be trying to break every single rule
Will little brainy Bobby be the stockbroker man?
Can Heather find a job that won't interfere with her tan?
I keep, I keep thinking that it's not goodbye
Keep on thinking it's a time to fly
And this is how it feels
Sango glanced down at Rin, who had just finished up the second verse and glanced over at
Kagome, who in return, smiled at her widely and lifted her head to move towards the microphones
set up with Rin. Solos were usually rare come things like this, but due to certain beggings and
pleadings, the choir teacher let this slide being it was their last high school preformance. Kagome
and Rin smiled at eachother and turned to face the mic's, opening their mouths to sing as the rest of
the Choir hummed in the background.
As we go on
We remember
All the times we
Had together
And as our lives change
Come whatever
We will still be Friends forever
La, la, la, la
Yeah, yeah, yeah
La, la, la, la
We will still be friends forever
Will we think about tomorrow like we think about now?
Can we survive it out there?
Can we make it somehow?
I guess I thought that this would never end
And suddenly it's like we're women and men
Will the past be a shadow that will follow us 'round?
Will these memories fade when I leave this town I keep,
I keep thinking that it's not goodbye
Keep on thinking it's a time to fly
As we go on
We remember
All the times we
Had together
And as our lives change
Come whatever
We will still be Friends forever
As we go on
We remember
All the times we
Had together
And as our lives change
Come whatever
We will still be Friends forever
As we go on
We remember
All the times we
Had together
And as our lives change
Come whatever
We will still be Friends forever...
The music ended and the audience was silent for a breif moment before erupting into applause. As
Seniors filed onto stage, Rin pulled the microphone close and took a huge breath before grabbing
Kagomes hand, waving them in the air and screaming:
"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! THE CLASS OF 2009!"
Kagome laughed, her voice echoeing throughout the huge feild that was flecked with white chairs
and randomly colored heads and threw her hat into the air along with every other senior up on the
stage.
Kagome flipped her television off and shoved her headphones around her neck as her mother
bellowed at her from the bottom of the stairs. Rolling her eyes, She pulled a black hoodie adorned
with strange floral patterns over her head and began shuffling what was left of her bags downstairs,
watching them flop around as they fell down the stairs, landing in a pile of other belongings scattered
across the landing.
"If you keep chucking things like that, your gonna break something." Her mother stated as Kagome
trounced down the stairs and began straightening things and making piles. All of her huge belongings
that were too big to go into the back of her SUV she had gotten for a graduation present had been
sent off a few days before to the college, where Kagomes older brother Souta(Yes, im making him
older in this) would pick them up and put them in her dorm. All that was left, Kagome checked off,
were five suitcases and three duffel bags, not counting her purse.
Shrugging her shoulders at her mothers comment, she began to chart luggage to the car, her MP3
player blaring through her headphones.
After everything was loaded up, Kagome gave her cat of 15 years, Buyo, a long tummy scratch
before taking a few pictures of the house and her cat and getting in the drivers seat and turning the
engnition. Stepping out quickly, she wrapped her arms around her mother and hugged her tightly,
mentioning that she would write often and all that jazz. Breaking free of her mothers grasp, she
quickly got into her car in fear of a waterworks show and waved as she pulled out of the driveway.
It was a four day drive to OSU from her house including stops at night, Kagome was not in the
mood to put any more emotional stress on her already worried mother.
Taking her headphones off and turning on the radio, she put the 1,000 dollars her mother had given
her for hotels and food in an envelope that was stashed inside her purse and shoved her purse under
the passenger seat of the car. Not wanting to take too many risks, she turned her cellphone off and
shoved it inside the dashboard and cranked up the radio.
After about three hours and two pitstops for gas and food, Kagome began to appreciate the fact
that the rule that freshmen college students couldnt have cars was let go about two years ago.She
examined a map of the campus as she ate a hamburger and soda and had come to the conclusion
that even though all of her classes were in walking distance and several of them were in the same
building, getting to the library would definately require some driving. Same for most of the eating
areas or grocery stores... yes, there were two grocery stores, one being a Wal-Mart Supercenter.
The college campus took up a good area of Columbus and the surrounding areas outside the
campus were restaraunts and apartments, being ten minutes away from downtown Columbus.
Throwing her garbage into the nearest can, she quickly made her way out to her car and hurried
onto the freeway for another dozen hour ride.
Eventually Kagome had come within one more drive to get to Columbus, she had stayed at three
hotels, filled up her gas tank to what had to be almost ten times and stopped occasionally for food.
And finally, after four days in her car and meals at numerous fast food joints and a couple of actual
restaraunts, she had passed a large green street sign that had stated the obvious.
"You are now entering Columbus OH. Enjoy your stay!" Kagome laughed at the cheezy
representation of the city and gazed wearily at the sun rising over the cities horizon. The tall buildings
were, for the moment, shadowed over, making everything seem shillouetted, and long rows of red
and white lights could be seen coming to and from the freeway. It was only a matter of time now
until she finally reached her destination.
ok! Sooooo, what did you think? Its a little different for me but i think its not tooo
terrible. The song, if you didnt know, is Graduation by Vitamin C (Which i dont own).
Also...to avoid any reason as to why this could get taken off... i dont own Wal Mart, Ohio
State University, or Columbus...But you know how amazing that would be to OWN a city!
lol. Um... on a relative note, Ohio State U is where i want to attend college and Columbus
is one of my favorite cities in Ohio... i wanna live their when im outta college. Also, i
chose the song Graduation cause thats what my cousins chorus sang at her senior
graduation. Anyways, i really hope you liked it and gimme your feedback! PLEASE
REVIEWWW! And check out some of my other stories while your at it! lol! Ok then,
please review and tell me what you think and all...anndd...
Until next time!
Ja Ne!