Disclaimer: Walks in calmly, Uh… Looks around suddenly nervous when she spots lawyers with stacks of angry looking papers standing across the audience. Heh, well… Looks like I don't own the Inu-Yasha and company characters. Sweat drops, Yeah, they belong to Takahashi Rumiko-san! Oh, Apple Corp. owns the iPod plus every single flippin' amazing generation to have come out thus far! RUNS AWAY!
Me: Okay, a few things I would like to state at the beginning before people start throwing questions – which I know I'll be getting from those that don't read this part anyways – this is a slightly mixed and "twisted" fic. Not demented twisted but kinda… Looped? Shrugs. Well there will be times where you think you're reading Nana, but you're not. Then there are times when you're gonna be like… THIS IS AN ALTERNATE UNIVERSE? NO WAI! For those that don't notice it here or in the summary for this fic then… Le sigh, That's all you get from me.
So again, yes, this is an ALTERNATE UNIVERSE FanFiction that does not include Nana characters in the slightest; the plot will just seem kinda similar. Get it? Got it? Good! SMILES! Yes, Kagome is a Freshman in high school. No, Sengoku Jidai never occurred in her life.
Also, yes, Miyavi was the main inspiration to make this fic, don't ask. Lol!
WARNING(S): Alternate Universe (Whew, glad I'm saying this now 'cause I'm sure I haven't ye-… Oh, I have? WELL YEAH!), THE POTTY MOUTHS (COUGHINU-YASHACOUGH), Minor (Kagome is 16 and Sesshoumaru is 2mumbles years old! LOL!) and Sexual Themes. Everything goes for all chapters… Duh.
What It Means…
Chapter 1: The Start
The day was far from starting as a teen was awoken by an obnoxious clock above their head. The teen slammed the large button atop of the noisy contraption with an angry glare and a heavy frown. With a sigh of defeat as the red digits signified it was 6:00 AM the grumpy figure crawled from under their hefty, and comfortable, sheets. When small and dainty feet touched the carpet it was made apparent that the figure was either younger than they looked or was a female. When the rest of the person was revealed – slim hips, curvy waist, flat stomach, ample sized chest, long flowing midnight colored hair, small and cute rounded face (though the expression was anger mixed strangely with the drowsiness it still felt) and brilliantly radiant dark blue eyes – it was obviously female. With a huff the female turned from her bed and made her way to her door.
When she left her bedroom she journeyed to the first place most humans went when they first rose from slumber; the toilet. She flushed the toilet with a sigh as she lifted her tank top which in turn started the tedious task of stripping. When she was bare as the day she was born she sat on a bath stool and filled a bucket with water, which she swiftly dumped onto her body, leaving her hair dry which she put up when she was done stripping. "COLD!" She hollered having not paid attention to the temperature setting when she was filling the holder. She in turn was left shivering as she scrubbed her body down with a bath sponge and some of her favorite body wash, the sent having been named; Butterfly Flower.
With a content sigh at being clean once again she filled the basin again but was cautious of the temperature the water would be. When she was rinsed after another rush of water to her body she exited the bathing area knowing she wouldn't have any time to soak in the warm waters she wished to sink into so badly. Luckily she didn't fill the tub up again while half asleep this morning. She could remember the angry bickering of her usually cheerful mother at that time. With a small and simple towel wrapped around her chest that barely reached below her rear end she scurried back to her bedroom. Once inside the door was shut with a sway of the hip and a cheerful hum. She was always in a better mood once she was freshly clean.
She made her way to her small closet and pulled the doors open to reveal plenty of school fukus and a few random outfits. She grabbed a uniform set out of her closet and pulled the jacket followed by a white button down shirt off of the hanger first and placed them out neatly across her covered bed, the skirt soon followed, she couldn't have her clothes getting wrinkled before she even wore them so she usually laid them out like this morning. She continued to hum her tune she had been humming since she entered her bedroom and went to her dresser. She opened the top drawer and pulled out a pair of simple white underwear with lavender frills, soon she picked out its twin of a bra. After she closed the top drawer the second one was popped open and she pulled out a pair of knee high fresh navy socks. She closed that drawer swiftly as she turned with her undergarments in hand. She swayed her hips to the music she was humming lightly; it was a new song that came out recently by a popular all male rock band. Don't get her wrong she enjoyed the music; she wasn't a crazed fan girl like most though. She enjoyed the music for just that – the music.
She never really cared for what the people making the music looked like so long as their sound was brilliant. She marveled at night how stressful her entire day could be but when she would take her iPod out and pop those custom blue headphones into her ears and press play she would fall into a different world. A world to her that was pure bliss; the combination of the voices and instruments taking her to a happy land that allowed her to get through another day and finish what needs to be done, like homework. When she would hear of a new song that would come out she would run straight to the computer downstairs and download the song and listen intently before adding it to her iPod.
With her bra, panties and socks already on she swirls in a quick circle with her arms out as she hums her favorite part to the song she was humming with a smile. She looked down to her blue checkered skirt and lifted it at two ends and danced it back and forth in the air for a moment before she lowered it to the ground where she could place her delicate feet into it. Once she pulled it to her waist and closed the zipper on the side she nodded her head once. She lifted her shirt and giggled to herself as she thought for a moment to dance with it to a rock song then placed it around her shoulders. She buttoned the white shirt and then placed the jacket on next, which she buttoned as well. The blue tie was on the bed and she lifted it to her eye view before placing it around the underside of the collar to her school shirt. She tied a swift but simple bow before she turned to her vanity and sat upon her knees.
She let her hair down from its sloppy bun and began smoothing out any bed tangles from her dark hair. As she continued to smile and hum she stared at her reflection as the brush's teeth appeared through her hair where there were no knots. When she had gone through her entire mass of waist length hair she stood, grabbed her school bag and placed her books that were on her desk from the previous night and placed them inside. After she closed the bag she turned off her lights and left her bedroom to head downstairs. Half way down the staircase she caught the scent of something delicious and her favorite, omelets! She rushed the rest of the way down the stairs and down the small hall to the kitchen.
When she entered the kitchen her mother was placing the freshly cooked omelets onto four different plates. When the elder female noticed her daughter she lifted the spatula and smiled warmly. "Good morning, dear." The school girl took her assigned spot at the table with a bright smile to her mother. As she opened her mouth to return the greeting her mother's head turned to the kitchen entry. "Souta, be a dear and tell your Jii-chan that breakfast is ready." The daughter looked just in time to see the little boy that looked much like her nod his head before running off yelling.
"Does he have to yell across the house like that? Geez…" The school girl sighed as she sat properly in her seat while she waited for the last two of the household of four to arrive. Her mother was still standing behind her and laughed lightly.
"Well you know how it is to be young, Kagome. Full of energy and exuberance." Kagome turned to her mother and lifted an eyebrow before she shook her head with a giggle.
"How could I forget, Mama." Of course it was a rhetorical question. The moment she got what she needed to say out her little look-alike came rushing in with a satisfied smile and a panting elderly man behind him. Kagome giggled again.
"What's so funny, sis?" Souta asked as he sat across from his older sister. Kagome merely shook her head as their grandfather took his seat next to the overly active youth of a boy. Kagome's mother finally sat down beside her now that everyone else was seated and ready to eat. All at once they lifted their chopsticks between hand in prayer.
"Itadakematsu!" Once that was done everyone dug into their omelets and orange juice while light chatter ensued. When Kagome got half way through her meal she suddenly started choking as she recalled something important. She fisted her chest while her mother patted her back soothingly in circles. Her mother handed the half empty glass of orange juice to her daughter who took it and chugged. When Kagome sighed in relief she turned to her mother with a goofy and lopsided grin.
"Thanks Mom. I have to go though. I just remembered I promised Ayumi, Eri and Yuka I'd meet them early for school today." As she stood from the table after excusing herself her family watched her rush from the kitchen. When Kagome was out of the doorway her head popped back into view. "Mom, don't forget I won't be home tonight. I'm going to that concert then spending the night at Yuka's with the other girls." As Kagome left again her hand was seen waving as she exclaimed, "Thanks again for letting me go Mom! I've got my cell!" With that Kagome was trampling to the doorway and slipping her dark brown loafers. Kagome grabbed her dark brown jacket and navy scarf from the coat rack before rushing out of the door. When she exited she took a moment to marvel at the thin layer of snow surrounding the area before heading towards the steps that would lead down into the rest of the city.
Back in the kitchen Kagome's mother smiled sweetly as Souta shook his head with a sigh. "She's such an air-head." Souta shrugged his shoulders and finished his meal then downed his orange juice. "Thanks Mom!" He ran around the table gave him mother a kiss on the cheek and grabbed something on his way out of the kitchen.
"That Kagome..." Kagome's mother was smiling that everlasting smile as she finished her omelet and began to converse about the grounds to the shrine with her father-in-law. Today felt like a wonderful day, a day for wonderful things to occur.
Me: Hrm, was that too dragged out. Shrugs, I liked it. Lol! Welp, looks like I made yet ANOTHER story. Le sigh, When am I gonna stop doing this to myself. Blah, anyways, so review and let me know what ya'll think. I am highly going to enjoy continuing this story. My Shadow Of Love and Absolving Darkness are going to be coming out with new chapters soon enough. Yeah, already in the mist of making new chapters to all my stories. Enjoy as you continue should you journey to chapter number two! Ja ne~!