Alright, so first story posted and I'd like feedback. If you are here to flame, just go away and judge someone elses. Thanks

Disclaiming anything to do with Inuyasha other than my character. If I did own it, I wouldn't be here.

Awakening

Light was the first to pierce my dull and unused senses. Slowly, at first, I began to open my eyes for the first time in who knows how many centuries. I was greeted by a gray lighted room that was ranged with many different fabrics and many other odd eccentrics. Objects lined the walls and upon the far left wall were swords of all kinds. My eyes then shifted toward a rocking chair that held an old lady with string and two needles. Internally I furrowed my eyebrows, seeing that I could not move in my current state. Why, you may ask?

I'm a Doll.

I had long red hair that was in ringlets and gathered on top of my head, some framing my face and ice blue eyes. I was a small doll, but to a child, I was at least up to their waist. I was dressed in a black and white dress, Lolita style and had a black bow in my hair.

One may ask why I was here, up on a shelf, not able to move from my position. If I told you I were a demon, would you believe me? That I was a real creature, turned into a doll because of a curse?

Well, to put it simple, I was just that. An old hag had decided it would be fun to see a demon suffer and turned me into a very detailed and crafted doll, but nonetheless, I was still stuck in this form. The curse was that the most cold hardhearted demon must fall for me. Until then, I was stuck as a doll and would not be able to move unless someone personally owned me, as in, bought me, gave me to a child and so on. I had to be property to move, for I lived off the energy flowing through the body that owned me, for I can not eat and supply myself with nutrients.

Why was I awake then? The woman did not own me, but the store did, and she owned the store, thus owned everything in the store. Slowly, I was draining what life she had left, but why couldn't I move? I figure that since I am not directly owned by her, that I only have enough to finally wake from my long slumber.

A bell chimed and I was brought from my reverie. Looking down upon the floor from my high shelf, I spotted a young woman who seemed interested about this place. She had large chocolate brown eyes with long black hair that fell down past her shoulders. She wore a school uniform that was white and green with high socks and black shoes.

I watched as she moved throughout the place, looking at everything in her line of sight. My hope for being spotted was then dashed as she moved further to the other side of the store. I was going to be stuck this way for the rest of eternity. As I was starting to curse my luck for ever stumbling across that old hag, I heard a voice that broke through my internal ranting.

"Can I see that doll?"

The old woman looked up and my eyes held still, looking as glossy as any regular doll ever made. She nodded to the young girl who got a stepping stool, and standing upon it, she came to the level of the shelf I was on. Reaching forwards, she put her hands around my tiny waist and I could feel shivers traveling up my spine. At least she was gentle and not swinging me around or tugging on my limbs.

"How much is she?" the girl breathed while looking me over with astonishment. I was a very, very old doll and I looked life like. I could tell that she wanted to know who had crafted such a creation. Yes, I might be saying I was astonishingly beautiful and full of myself, but no, I was not. Being cursed and turned into a doll, I was giving an ethereal beauty to draw in attention and get me traveling from place to place. The elder lady walked up and clucked her tongue.

"That doll has been here since I was a little girl. A very strange one indeed, I must say. She has never opened her eyes, I wonder why they are opened now...Anyways, she is very old and must be delicate. So for pricing, I'd say a couple hundred yen."

The girl had bought me. My first reaction was surprise and as I left, I felt a giddiness bubbling up in my stomach. I was free from that building. As the girl walked with me, I caught sight of the elder woman and our eyes locked. She seemed surprised at the sudden appreciation that swam in my eye and nodded with a face of wonderment.

I could feel my limbs tingling and my small fingers clenched and unclenched. I had been placed upon the girls bed and then left alone, but she owned me, I was feeding off her energy and it was lively, something I so long desired. I could feel the warmth flowing through me and I couldn't believe the exotic feeling I had been missing for so long. Finally, I was able to slowly move and pushing myself up, I smiled widely as I looked around. Struggling to my feet, I happily began to take a couple of steps, almost falling, but I caught myself just as quickly.

"I'm free..." I whispered with raw emotion and tears slipped down my cheek as I breathed in deep. Clambering over the side of the bed, I dropped to the floor and began to stretch, moving my limbs as far as they could go. I felt so confined and stiff that I needed to move. It was then that the door opened and the girl walked into the room. I froze, surprised that she hadn't noticed me yet. It was a rule that all owners had to know that I was real, but my last one never woke me till the last day she had owned me.

"Hello." I said with a small smile upon my delicate features. The girl before me spun around with a startled scream and she stiffened as she found me standing before her.

"Wha?"

"My name is Aki, and you are my new owner." I stated, making it as obvious as possible that she owned me. Her mouth hung open and she closed it, repeating the cycle a couple of times before sitting down in a chair that was near her desk.

"Aki? But you're a doll!" she burst out. I put a hand to my chest with a hurt expression crossing it.

"I am a Doll under this curse. I am originally a Kitsune Demon, but an old Hag wanted to have fun and turned me into a doll. I have been this way for way too long."

"Ah..." she said before looking me over with caution, "but what do you mean owner?"

"Oh, yes, I need to explain everything. It was, I believe, almost seven hundred years ago that I was turned into this form. I had been walking, minding my own business when she attacked. The next thing I know is I'm a doll, unable to move if I do not have an owner. I am not allowed to consume things, so I feed off the energy that seeps from my owner. To brake this curse, I need to make a hardhearted demon fall in love with me. It seems like that will be forever impossible seeing how I always end up in long sleeps."

The girl sat there for a while and finally stood from the chair. Grabbing me from under the arms, she picked me up and held me up to her face.

"I'll take your word for it and I'll help you as best as I can. My name is Kagome Higurashi."

"Nice to meet you."

"Yes, it is nice to meet you as well, though very surprising." Kagome said while smiling at me and setting me down upon her bed. Settling down into a comfortable position, I let sleep take over my body and mind, still feeling tired even after that long sleep.