Author's Rant:
Velvet Lawson- This is my first attempt at writing fanfiction, so please bear with me. I know that my writing is not the best, but I promise that it will get better!
Sage- Do not make promises you cannot keep.
Velvet Lawson- Hey! You don't come into the story till much later! Bad kitty! Shoo!
A broom pops into Velvet's hand and she swats at Sage with it. Sage runs away from her.
Rin- Old lady is busy now so Rin will say the disclaimer! Velvet Lawson does not own Inuyasha or any of its characters. She only has ownership over her OCs.
Sage runs past Rin
Sage- She does not own me!
Velvet runs past Rin after Sage
Velvet Lawson- You're a figment of my imagination! Of course I own you! And you're sooo going to get it, Rin! I AM NOT OLD!
I could feel the soft, warm rays of morning sunlight as they managed to sneak past the window shades. My mouth pulled up into a serene smile as my body stretched blissfully on the bed. I laid there peacefully soaking up the beautiful silence until it was immediately shattered by an ear-piercing, "Happy birthday, my kootsie!"
"Gah!", I screamed as I fell, quite painfully, out of bed. Quickly scrambling to my feet with hair poking out in every direction and eyes wide open to the point where they seemed as if they could pop right out, I found that the rude awakening came from my mother, who was standing at the foot of my bed wearing an extremely amused expression on her face.
"Oh I'm sorry! Did I startle you?", asked my mother with what suspiciously sounded like fake concern.
I glared at her for almost making my heart beat out of my chest. "Not at all! There's nothing like good ol' screeching in the morning!"
"Good! Now hurry up and get ready for the day! You are not spending your 19th birthday in your bed!" she exclaimed, ignoring my sarcasm, and then left my bedroom and headed down stairs presumably to start making breakfast.
"I'm already out of bed. You made sure of that!", I yelled after her in a voice laced with irritation and resignation. She did the same thing every year. I should be used to it by now. She's such a child. I'm more mature than my own mother! Placing one foot in front of the other, I started towards my bathroom. The cool water felt good as it splashed against my face. Then I brushed my teeth and hair. The mirror in front of me did not reflect the woman I want to be, but I didn't dwell on my appearance for long. My eyes briefly scanned over my features taking note of the curly, dirty-blonde hair that would need to be cut soon seeing how it now rested just above my slim waist and the dark, turquoise eyes framed by long eyelashes. I liked my eyes, but they were the only thing I liked about my looks. My face is without a trace of acne, which I'm grateful for. However, it just doesn't seem like anything special. I shrugged and went to put on some clothes. I'm not picky about that sort of thing, so I just pulled on some comfortable, faded jeans and a grey t-shirt. Just as I was finishing tying my tennis shoes, my nose began to smell the mouth-watering aroma of french toast that was coming from the kitchen.
"FTs! FTs! FTs!", I shouted like a little girl as I ran downstairs to meet my mother. My hands snatched a fork from the dry rack and pointed it threateningly at her. "Give me my FTs, woman!", I demanded. So much for being more mature.
"Hang on a sec., sheesh! Get a plate and bring it over here so I can hand over your precious french toast."
"Okay!" I said gleefully. I got a plate out of the cabinet and skipped over to her. She piled up my plate with delicious FTs, which I smothered in syrup. After taking a seat at our small, oval table, I carefully cut a piece and brought it slowly to my mouth. I had just enough time to appreciate the wondrous sight of the steam flowing from it and the rich, brown syrup sliding down its edges before I abruptly shoved it in my mouth. The french toast was gone from my plate in less than two minutes. Hey, that's a new record! When my mom saw that I was finished with my massacre, she told me that my friend, Jackie, had called.
"What?! Why didn't you tell me sooner!?"
"You looked occupied, and you still had that fork in your hand. I didn't want to see what would happen if I got in between you and your FTs."
"Oh….wise choice. Now give me the phone!"
"You're so demanding today! I know it's your birthday but still! Oh, speaking of that here is your present!" My mom picked up a small, wooden box from the top of the fridge and handed it to me after I wiped the syrup off my face. It looked old. My fingers worked at the latch and it opened revealing a turquoise colored stone, which hung from a black leather cord. I raised a brow towards my mom.
"Um, wha-"
"It's a wish stone! The lady at the antique shop said that the wearer can make one wish every year on their birthday and it will come true and also become permanent at midnight. I thought you would like it since you're into all that fantasy stuff, and it matches your eyes."
"A wish stone, huh? I highly doubt the lady was telling the truth, mom, but thanks for the the necklace anyway. It's very pretty. Now can I please have the phone?" I asked while putting on my present.
"Yeah, here." She pulled it out of her pocket and tossed it over to me. I squeaked and barely caught it. My mom snorted, and I just rolled my eyes and began dialing my friend's number. She picked up on the first ring.
"About time you called!"
"Sorry! I was-"
"I don't want to hear excuses! Now listen! Have you watched an anime called 'Inuyasha'?"
"I've heard of it, but I haven't watched any-"
"Good! I have the first season downloaded as your birthday present. Get over here so we can start the first episode!" After she said that she hung up. I stared at the phone in aggravation. Why is everyone interrupting me today!? She's lucky my birthday landed on a Saturday this year, and that I don't have to worry about work or my online college courses today. Mom heard me sigh.
"Got to head over to Jackie's asap." She stated rather than asked. This was a common thing.
"Yep, so I'll see you later tonight."
"I know you're probably going to end up staying the night, so I'll see you tomorrow."
"...Yeah, I'm going to stay the night. See you tomorrow then!" I yelled and proceeded out the door. I hopped on my white cruiser bike and began pedaling to Jackie's house. The nice, small town of Ellsinore was waking up, and my neighbors were out collecting their paper or mail. They waved and said "Happy Birthday, Maria!" as I passed by.
"Thanks you guys and good morning!" I yelled over my shoulder. My friend's house soon came into view, and I parked my bike on her porch.
"I'm here." My eyes were trying to adjust to the dim light of the living room as my foot kicked the door shut. Hands clamped over my eyes, and my body froze.
"Guess who?!"
"Jackie! Was that nece-"
"Yep! You guessed right. It's me, Jackie! How did you know?"She laughed and gave me back my sight while plopping down on the sofa. Annoyed at being interrupted yet again, I sat on the floor away from her and crossed my arms.
"Awe! Don't go into pout mode until you've watched at least one episode. Please?" I glanced at her ridiculous puppy dog face and heaved a defeated sigh.
"Fine! Just hit play, will ya!"
"Yay! You're going to love this anime!"
I rolled my eyes at her while she rocked back and forth in anticipation during the opening song.
"Inuyasha!" blared from the T.V. and soon the episode had my full attention. Half an hour later had me begging Jackie to start the next episode...and the next and the next until we reached the 30th episode of the showdown at Naraku's castle. After that episode, Jackie declared it time for bed, so we layed on the floor and shared a blanket. It was a few minutes till midnight as I lay there thinking about Inuyasha. What an amazing story! Kagome and Inuyasha are so cute, and Shippou is sooo adorable! Miroku needs to keep his hands to himself. Poor Sango! What stayed on my mind the most was Rin and Sesshomaru. He seemed so cold and emotionless at first, but ever since he saved Rin he's become more warm. Ha! I'm thinking as if they are real people. Man, I need to get some sleep! But...I wish…I wish that...I could live in the Inuyasha world where adventure is an everyday thing. That would be nice. That was my last thought before I let sleep take me. A ticking of the clock could be heard as it became midnight.
Late the next morning, Jackie rubbed her eyes and stretched lazily across the floor.
"You up, Maria?" She didn't hear a response and sat up only to be greeted by vacant space. "Maria?" Jackie got up and walked in search of her friend. After checking every room, she finally gave up.
"Where the heck are you, Maria!?"
I could hear birds chirping and wind caressing the rich, green grass. Wait, grass? I sat up quickly and noticed that I was indeed sitting on grass. Surrounding me were trees...lots and lots of trees.
"...O.O…" A few birds chirped again.
"...Where the heck am I!?"