Okay, guys, this is a fresh idea I've got for a longer fanfiction (aka not an oneshot). Please review, telling me whether I should pursue and continue the idea, or you don't really like it, so I shouldn't write any more. PLEASE be honest, because you guys (especially my reviewers to "Inuyasha: Professor at Shikon High") are simply so awesome and I don't want to write anything less than what you deserve. And besides, why write something with effort if nobody really likes it?

So here's the first chapter, and I hope you enjoy! ~Nyony's Echo

The Dangerous State of Bliss

Chapter 1: Just Another Day

Disclaimer: Inuyasha does not belong to me (*Nyony sighs dramatically*)


"Gabrielle Brown, you're father is waiting for you downstairs." The person on the PA of our classroom announces. Our wiry, eagle-like teacher doesn't look up from her literature book and merely nods her head uninterestedly as she picks up a finger and motions towards the door, a sign of dismissal.

With my chin in my upturned palm, I drag my gaze from the window that I sit beside in the very far, back, right of the classroom to Gabrielle. Gabrielle's a normal girl- nothing too special about her. She's a blondish-brunette with ribbons always tied in her light hair- a transfer student from America, I think. She doesn't talk much, but she's nice enough. Even got assigned to her for a science project once, and she did her fair share. It's just that she doesn't really open up to anyone but her two best friends.

I sigh lazily and sit up straight. Time to go to work.

A few seconds after she leaves, I raise my hand. As if our teacher- Ms. Akimoto- can sense it, she looks up, clearly not in the best mood. She shuts her book closed with agitation and pushes her spectacles off her nose. "Yes, Higurashi? Have you got something to say? Or is it that you don't have enough work to do and you need more?"

"I apologize for the interruption, Ms. Akimoto. But because my grandfather forced me to eat all that fruit in the morning, those juices are starting to act up. May I please go to the bathroom? I'll be right back." Nope, actually, I won't.

She scrutinizes me with those sharp eyes of hers. "Fine, Higurashi, you may quickly leave for a trip to the washrooms. Just don't stop by the 'make-out' corner on your way there."

Everyone looks up, startled. The 'make-out' corner was something that no teacher was supposed to find out about. It's where these gross, hormone-struck couples spend their day, just… well, making out. Gag. I mean, kissing is fine, but doing it that 'intimately' on the school grounds during the school day is just wrong. And very strange. Whatever, though. I stand up, nodding with gratitude every student is bid to show their teachers, and fly out the door, shutting it firmly behind me. I walk towards the office, where Gabrielle was heading.

The second I reach my destination, I see what I expected: the secretaries are lying on the floor unconscious, everything scatted and a total mess. Some stray papers are still floating down when I throw open the door to the office to find a stricken Gabrielle Brown, on her butt, looking up in terror at a demon. It's huge, disgusting, moldy teeth stretch up in a gigantic grin and its drool drips down from the tips of its fangs, down his chin, and to the floor. Blood stains its claws, and he seems to be anticipating killing Gabrielle.

This is a common case- for a demon to have been banished, and to find a civilization or town and immediately be thrown off the edge of desperation for live food. So they take the human form of a 'mother' or 'father', ask for a certain student, a female name usually, that they've seen on the school advertisements for plays and such, and they get called down and feasted on. Nothing I haven't seen before, in all honesty. Like I said, it's a common case.

I bring out my throwing stars- razor sharp, star shaped cutters that slice through almost anything. I fling them out, cutting the demon in half, and watching as it evaporated in nothing. Gabrielle shakes violently, and when I look her way, she faints.

I cluck my tongue. What. A. Mess. God, it's going to take a while to erase all their memories of this and clean everything up. Sometimes I simply detest my job as a ninja. Or, at least, that's what we like to call ourselves. Demon Exterminators and such are too violent. Besides, we're not really demon exterminators. We only take out the ones who have lost their humanity and go on killing rages.

"Thought I smelled a demon- big one, too. I suppose you killed it by now?"

"Inuyasha, sod off, got it? This one was my case and I hardly need any help from you."

Inuyasha's half demon, but he's still got lots of that humanity left, apparently, because as annoying as he is, he doesn't lose control of any part of his body… excluding his temper. He's one of the most beloved 'ninjas' there are in the Royal Clan. He's seriously talented and never comes home without completing his task. Gorgeous, too. He's got all this long, thick silver hair stooping down way low, and the most smokiest golden eyes you'll ever see. And white dog ears… don't even get me started on that one.

But either way, he's a jerk. Being good-looking doesn't change that. And even I may seem incredibly mean and ignorant, I'm not. It's just that I hate it when I have to kill anything- even demons… but I have to do it, because… well, the Royal Clan are descendants of the most powerful ninjas that have ever existed, with human blood running in their veins, but as skilled as a demon. But ever since Kaedae became in charge, she started taking in orphans- children with no other human attachment- and had them trained with all the Royal Clan ninjas, making us just as talented. Even other life forms, like mikos, which are so rare, and monks, even tame full-demons! And because Kaedae saved my life by taking me into their home, I owe them my life. And if I have to, that's what I'll give.

Inuyasha falls in the same category as I do- an orphan, raised as a Royal Clan ninja. Because he actually is part demon, he's stronger than the human Royal Clan children. But secretly, I think he hates what he does. Because his father was a demon, and he admires him so much… I kind of do feel bad for him when I consider the fact that he's torn that he may be exterminating his own race. Part race, anyway.

But he's such a damn flirt.

Not in a perverted way, but he just teases girls when he doesn't even like them. Like me, for instance. He flirts with me all the time shamelessly. Inuyasha came to the Royal Clan house around the same day I did, but two weeks earlier. I was taken in by Lady Kaedae at age three, when my parents and infant brother were murdered by a demon that lost any traces of civilization it began with.

They told me they've caught the demon and killed it, but I'm not sure.

And ever since then, he's always smiled at me, laughed with me, until… Kikyou. She's a nice girl, actually, but way more sexy and beautiful than I am. I guess that's what attracted him. She's actually a real Royal Clan ninja, so she's even a higher class than me. Since then, I've been ignoring Inuyasha.

Finally I turn around, surprised to bump into a muscular chest. And even though I would think he did it on purpose, I can tell this time, it wasn't. Because he's surveying the room carefully, eyes alert and bright.

"Something the matter?" I ask quietly. He snaps his eyes to me, shocked to find them almost worried. He never worries.

"Kagome…" he starts, dead serious, "what you killed… I think it wasn't the real thing. It was just a doll…" He then throws me behind him, one hand wrapping around his treasure- the Tetsusaiga. It was given by his father, the full demon, to protect himself. Inuyasha doesn't talk about his family much, but apparently his mother died from an illness, and his father left this world from a fight with a demon trying to kill Inuyasha. He gave him Tetsusaiga and told him to run away. And I guess that's what he was doing when Kaedae found him.

When a shadow drifts over my head, I look up, and bit my lip to hold in my scream.

The real demon is so much worse…

It's like what I killed before was just 2-D, and this one is 3-D… if that makes any sense at all. I snap out my own sword, and manage to cut him in the stomach. But it hardly effects him. He merely growls and lunges for me. Inuyasha twirls on him and uses Tetsusaiga to get him in one clean blow… or, at least, it seems. But it stands up again.

"Kagome- run. You're not experienced yet to handle this one. Go!"

I know better than to complain, so I do as he says. But that's when it jumps right in front of me. I hear Inuyasha curse.

"Damn it! It can teleport, too? Geez, give me a BREAK!" He swings over my head, and slices him along the chest. I finish him off with my sword. And it evaporates again, this time, for good. Inuyasha falls on me a bit, his weight catching me off guard.

"Inuyasha- what are you-?!"

But his eyes drift closed for a second before opening again. Blood falls onto my wrist. "Inuyasha, are you injured?" Apparently, the demon got him under the ribs.

"That stupid demon surprised me with that teleporting talent of his… Should have been ready for that one…"

"Inuyasha! Don't close your eyes!"

"I'm fine- it's just a small paper cut, nothing more. I swear, it doesn't hurt me at all..."

I look more closely at the wound, and my stomach quenches. "Inuyasha, I think its claws were dipped in a poisonous miasma. We have to cure you- fast! Let's go, I'll call Kaedae to get someone here. One of the mikos, or monks, maybe."

"It's okay, Kagome, just let me rest for a little while. Lend me your shoulder… my demon healing instincts will kick in soon." So I let him lean against me. It reminds me of how, when we were little, he would hug me during a thunderstorm, or whenever else I got scared. He used to always be there for me, Kagome Higurashi. But just like he said, he heals almost completely in about ten minutes. He's just lucky the wound wasn't a deep one.

Inuyasha exhales and pushes himself up. He pulls out his cell-phone, and dials. "Yeah, it's me…. No, she's alive. Okay, yeah, I know I shouldn't have gone here without your permission…. yes, I am aware that I am not a student here… yup, humans shouldn't know about my ears… For the second time, Kagome is alive, thanks to me… I need you over here- there's been an attack from a demon that can teleport. I am aware this is new. I don't know, that's why I'm calling you!... No one died, unless you count the demon…. Just a miasma cut… you're going to need someone who is able to memory-erase. Alright, bye."

"Well?"

"Well what?"

"Everything fine?"

He nods. "Yep, it's just another day with just another demon incident. But that's nothing new, right?"

I wrinkle my nose at the déjà vu. "Right."

He then leans forward and wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me to him, mouth just over my ear. "Kagome," he says, "you're so adorable when you're scared. Thanks for helping me."

"I didn't really do much," I reply. His words are… unlike him, not something I would expect Inuyasha to say to me. I mean, the part about me being cute when I'm frightened, yes, but a thank you? Has that miasma really healed? He brushes his lips against my temple then, and I push him off, irritated. "Now THAT is just out of the question. And just when I thought you were being nice."

He ruffles my hair. "Don't sound too disappointed, Kaggie Bear."

I push up my uniform sleeves to my elbows roughly. "WHY YOU…"

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"We're home," I call into the large house. The Royal Clan house, which is located just east of Tokyo. "Did you send people to clean the office?"

"Oh, welcome home, Kagome!" Kaedae smiles at us. "And you, too, Inuyasha! Yes, we did get people to go to Center Tokyo HS. It should be over in just fifteen more minutes. And how was your day?"

"It was alright, until Inuyasha showed up."

"Hey, I saved your huge elephant ass, okay? Show the hero some gratitude."

"Did you just call my butt huge?" I demand.

"Do you need hearing aids?" he counters.

"Don't fight, children," Kaedae chides, smiling. "Dinner's almost going to be ready soon- it's Sango's turn today. Can't you just smell that delicious Oden already?"

"I prefer ramen, though," Inuyasha states, matter-of-factly.

"Have some manners, Inuyasha," I tell him. "Sango is an amazing cook, and we're very lucky to have her. Isn't that right?"

He shrugs and slouches up the stairs.

The Royal Clan house is ginormous, with three stories, but all the rooms are large and very beautifully designed, too. But it's a bit outdated, so instead of modern doors, ours usually slide right to left. The bedrooms, however, we have redesigned to make them look a bit more of the twentieth century, to my happiness.

"Change out of your uniform and wear some regular clothes when you come back down, okay, Kagome?" Kaedae asks.

"Sure thing!" I answer with a smile before retreating to my room. Kaedae's like a mother to me. Actually, a bit more like a grandmother because she's kinda too old to me a mom, but she's still so nice to me and really did save my life. Oh, and my best friend, Sango, is a Royal Clan ninja as well, and just like Kikyo, she's a real one. And the last one of my friends is Miroku- the lecherous human (monk in training more precisely), but leaves the fighting to us. He likes to be the doctor of the house.

By now, you probably think my life's all dark and gloomy, and just downright violent. But it's not. I have such glorious, silly times here at Royal Clan house, and everyone is so sweet and different in their own way. I love them all… well, love's a bit too strong, and I definitely don't love Inuyasha in any way, shape, or form, so that's that.

Seriously, though, we have our fair shares of middle-school moments, like how on every Wednesday, me and my friends get together for a movie, game, dare, or whatever comes to our young minds. And not to mention how we have parties (since the Royal Clan is a very, very large clan broken up into different "houses" located in different regions) very often. I don't really like them, but we get to wear dresses, and I get to see my friends from other houses of the Royal Clan, like this really bouncy girl named Rin, and an awesome rocker girl called Ayame.

They are so nice!

And even if we are ninjas, sort of, we're still in the crazy days of youth, and that's gotta count for something.


AN: Yay- first chappie is done!

Hugs and Kisses,

Nyony's Echo