Title: 100 days in The Palace of the Sun.
Summary: On a normal day, someone casts a spell on Kagome, sending her to a different realm. Gossip, misunderstanding, lustful functionaries and expensive gifts push Kagome to the only person she knows from both words: Inuyasha, the emperor. Even with this, Kagome discovers her Alice-in-Wonderland kind of adventure is very much of her like, and that she wants to stay.
Category: Drama, humor, romance.
Rating: 12+. May change, undefined. Rated T for language and discriminatory thoughts in later chapters. Character's actions and comments are not meant to offend anyone.
Disclaimer: Inuyasha belongs to Rumiko Takahashi. The mention of her characters in this tales is not legally processed. The mention of them, and of every OC that may have connection to them, makes these texts belong to the original mangaka.
Comments: …Finally! Being neat and all...it's just not my style. However, I have this fic in my mind all of the time, and I can't get it off!!So I'm going to do this right. Also, we shall jump and dance around! This is Main crick's first update to so I'm going to need your reviews or –if you so insist on not reviewing, a private message! - Because I need to know what you people think! So please…anyways, the chapter's name means like…something that happens before something important. It's not originally planned in the story line, but I wanted to update and…yeah…
寒冷の候、貴社ますますご盛栄のこととお慶び申し上げます平素は格別のご高配を賜り 厚く御礼申し上げます
'It has to be snowing outside or something' Kagome thought, freezing under her sheets.
She took a peep. No. Perfect sunny day. 'Or maybe it's just the cold. Tee hee' the young miko blushed mentally and covered her head with the blanket. Doctors were wrong, flu is a mental disease. Her sleepy body decided to get on the left side –even if she was on the right- so, her will pursued. A low purr followed her movements.
"Whad is id?" she asked with her muffled voice before lifting the covers a little. 'Puyo? When did he climb to bed? … Oh well.' The cat took the advantage of his master not caring and crawled to her chest, finding it warmer. Kagome ran her fingers in the cat's soft fur, and it purred with pleasure even when she rested her cheek on him. Soon the raven haired was snoring again. 'No…must stay…awake…The school!' she jumped to sitting position, thinking hard. 'Winter vacation, that's right.'
Gravity made the job for her and she drowned in her futon again, hugging the poor cat like a teddy bear. Subdued voice sounds escaped her lips in her journey back to the sleeping land. "I shouldn't have shouted to Inuyasha, ne? It's not the first time –and with his pig head, I doubt the last- but I shouldn't have called him bastard. Jerk suits him better" she mumbled to her pillow.
"Yeah, I'll go back soon, just five more minutes and-" the phrase remained never ended by the yawning teen. Even semi-conscious, she didn't want to talk about the subject. The best would be to sleep, and sleep, and, well…sleep. Stubborn hanyou issues could wait until she was rested enough, or that's what her mind whispered at her. The effect of her cold was the same as if two hundred lullabies ringed her head, making her always sleepy. When she caught it few days ago, she thought it would mean nothing to fish barefoot in the river; her friends did it all the time.
But apparently, Feudal era waters just didn't liked her, and also sickened her, which somehow managed to make her have an argument with Inuyasha and, thanks lord, send her home to rest for a little while.
She rolled mouth down, squeezing Puyo so hard that his eyes seemed just about to pop out of his head. She yawned once more, finally landing in the unconsciousness.
"Beep beep beep. Beep beep beep" A tiny alarm clock shacked with the volume, awakening her again. Struggling, the learning miko picked it up near enough to recognize it. She immediately glared at the subject.
"I, Hate you" she hissed.
寒冷の候、貴社ますますご盛栄のこととお慶び申し上げます平素は格別のご高配を賜り、厚く御礼申し上げます
Once again he cursed the damn initial summer. For once, could it wait a little bit more? Answer: no. Could the people stop being nutty and leave him rest after dawn? Answer: why do you still have hopes?
He sighed, shyly touching the cold water, but still holding support in the silky curtains. It was deadly frozen. It had been long enough, he guessed it was no going to get better so, he decided he didn't cared and stepped in the exotic porcelain tub.
The round bar of soap was tightened in his grip, and he pressed it against his chest muscles, trying to sooth them a bit. It was just impossible to have such an influence and yet had to wake up even before the farmers! How was that fair?
A sigh escaped your majesty's lips and he kept with the bathing. Leaving the soap on the stone shelf, his hands found the way up his neck. 'Shit' he thought. Differently to his smooth self, the springing facial hair grew rough for the shaving. Knowing it was him or one of the annoying servants he took a small blade. Another 'shit' circumnavigated his mind when creating every cut. Maybe the idea of the annoying servant was better, due to his lack of experience with shaving himself.
He quitted, deciding he had enough scars for the day, and took a look to the little basin with oil. The acid-fresh smell had been obvious enough to disguise bergamot. Acting light hearted, he dug his hand in the acre liquid and directed it to his silvery locks.
寒冷の候、貴社ますますご盛栄のこととお慶び申し上げます平素は格別のご高配を賜り、厚く御礼申し上げます
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