Perfect Doll
InuYasha/Ouran crossover
Multi-chaptered story
Kagome/(Kyoya/ Hikaru/Kaoru/ Hunny)
I do not own the characters, the animes/mangas, or the settings. I do however, own the idea and plot for this story. Please do enjoy.
Things to Know:
Kagome, our ever so happy-go-lucky priestess and guardian of the Shikon no Tama, has transferred to a new school thanks to her "son," Shippou. But even with his help he is super busy as always, so she lives with Sesshoumaru and InuYasha- both of which don't talk to her either.
Kagome, just having been transferred after finding out that her Grandfather died of a heart attack, her mother gone to the US with Souta, has to deal with a new environment with her heart forcefully ripped out of her chest.
So depressed, alone, and the new girl in a rich school, how much time before she breaks under the pressure of being totally alone? Will she have someone be her "saving grace"? Or never live long enough to find out?
Perfect Doll
Chapter 1:
Here she was once again, standing tall like a perfect doll (even though her 5'1 stature didn't make her any taller, but it didn't deter from the creepy and off-putting.) She was just standing there, lost in her own world, (or trapped in her own mind, which ever described the situation better) and blocking the path to go out Ouran's amazing arches to their wonderfully built gardens (though it was courtyard, so it wasn't much of a hassle for others to simply walk around her.)
Her breathing was stalled as her mind swam with images in front of her eyes that made them start to water; the fake promises, the declarations of love, shared secrets, shared nights. Everything was wrong, everything was false, and she just had to smile like everything was fine even though nothing would ever be the same again. She had to be happy for her "best friend," even though he ignored her just as much or even more than before.
It hurt, it hurt a lot; she was always ignored- even as the new Commoner in the prestigious school known as Ouran Academy, no one paid attention to her, no one spoke to her; She was completely and utterly alone. She lived to far away from anyone else, secluded and isolated. The staff didn't talk to her, her "elder brother" didn't talk to her, her "best friend" completely ignored her…. She had no one.
His laughing and smiling muzzle flashed across her mind again and it hurt so god damn much. She would never see that smile again; never have that smile directed to her. Recently her thoughts have been turning dark… Really dark.
She understood that sometimes she would be controlling- it was how she cared, making sure she had known where he was so in case something bad happened she could rush over and be with him until he felt better.
She understood that sometimes there were double standards- ok, no, she didn't know that one, but she wished she did.
She could understand how come the feelings had changed from Romantic to Platonic, but she just didn't understand why he had to be such an… Ass when breaking her heart.
She breathed after who knew how long, a shaky sigh from her lungs extended amount of time of not being used. She sniffed, lifted her chin, squared her shoulders, and turned around in a swirl of Buttercup yellow and walked gracefully back into the academy and away from the daunting sun-
-It wouldn't be nice to upset a doll's perfect pale, after all.