Disclaimer: I only own my OC NOT any of the Inuyasha characters.
Summary: Isaac is just one of the regular teenagers in president day America. Or that's just what he believes until fate decides to through him into the Feudal ages of Japan where he must learn to survive and learn why and how he got there. Of course with the help of a few people that is.
*The faint sound of an alarm clock is heard as the sun peaks through the window of an open apartment window.*
"Ah!"
*A loud thud is heard as the boy tumbles from his bed onto the not so soft floor*
An average height, skin-and-bones boy in his late teens rises from the floor and slowly walks to the dresser on the opposite side of the room between a set of unclosed windows. The room is not lavishly furnished as it has only one twin bed with plain sheets and gray comforter|; an old oak dresser that has seen better days; and a simple one drawer night stand with a shabby lamp atop it. The only way to tell this room is occupied by the teen is the clutter of clothes that lay in piles on the floor and the abundant posters of bands littering the gray water stained walls.
Reaching within the dresser, he grabs some undergarments along with a pair of gray faded blue jeans and thin white tee that is stained from years of use. After donning his new attire he walks to the bathroom which is almost as shabby as the bedroom and looks into the mirror.
The boy reaches up to try and untangle the many knots in his , almost black, violet strands of hair. After accomplishing this seemingly unreachable goal he moves down to wipe the sleep from his icey blue eyes. He proceeds to grab his toothbrush with some toothpaste to brush his pearly whites. As the toothbrush approaches his thin lips the forgotten cellphone on the night stand blares it's ringtone causing the boy to jerk and toothpaste to go all over his slightly tan skin.
He stomps over to the nightstand, grabs the phone, and slings it open to put up to his ear.
"WHAT IS IT!"
The sound of another boy comes from the speaker of the phone.
"Dang bro, what crawled up your ass this morning Isaac?"
"Nothing Jake, the phone just scared the living daylights out of me. Sorry man." replied the now calmed Isaac.
"It's ok bro. I was just calling to make sure you remember it is a school day and the bus is about to be hear in like three minutes."
Isaac spins around sprinting out of the bathroom, grabbing his bag from its place on the floor by the bed and running out the door in a rush of wind.
"Thanks man I completely forgot. I'll be there in just a minute. See you then!"
Isaac slams the phone shut and shoves it into the pocket of his jeans.
This is my very first story so sorry if everything isn't up to snuff. Please review and constructive criticism is always welcome! :D