My first ever Sesshomaru fanfiction...

I refuse to put a disclaimer here cause everyone should be bright enough to know that I don't own InuYasha. I'm pretty sure that's why this is called FANfiction.

-X-I Believe in Miracles-x-Sesshomaru-x-01-x-You Sexy Thing-X-

Dreams and Pie

The wind blew gently through the trees, making the light green leaves bend this way and that. The brilliant blue sky above was only broken by a few pure white, fluffy clouds floating along serenely.

Surrounded by perfect tall trees, a meadow full of tall grass and wildflowers of every color lay across from me. A lovely lake that reflected the picture perfect sky was in front of my bare feet.

All was still while I breathed in the sweet scent that surrounded me. I was in a soft white dress that had no sleeves but was very long. A golden sash was tied around my middle, just below my breasts.

My golden hair flew along with the wind, more golden than normal and in curls. All was peaceful as I sat there, not knowing my purpose for being here.

Suddenly strong arms pulled me back into a person. My heart felt as though it flipped in my chest as the person held on to me.

I noticed the nails were long on the person and sharp as they grazed my skin lightly. I felt as though I knew this person and yet, I couldn't conjure a face.

I slowly tilted my head forward to look into the beautiful lake so I might see a reflection of this person. Bit by bit, I saw my own face and then my emerald green eyes wandered to the face above me-

Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep-

I quickly brought my fist down on my blaring alarm clock. The mind rattling noise was then cut off as I had hit the snooze button.

Trying as I might, I couldn't sleep anymore. I had wanted to see that face. For some reason, I felt as though I needed to. I had had this dream many times before and it was always cut off as I was about to see their face.

I sat up unwillingly in my warm comfortable bed and rubbed the sleep from my green eyes. Yawning and sighing at the same time, I stood up and looked around my dark room.

I could see faint outlines of my furniture as I stumbled to my door. My bare feet made no noise as I walked downstairs to get some breakfast.

Nibbling on a piece of toast, I thought about my dream. The fact that it kept reoccurring was strange. The thing that baffled me most, though, was that it had been a romantic dream.

Trust me, I don't like relationship type things and so it was weird that this dream had caused emotions to be stirred.

I shook my head and chugged a glass of orange juice before walking upstairs to get ready for school. After I brushed my teeth and all that good stuff, I got dressed.

I wore a white spaghetti strap shirt and a short black long sleeved shirt on top. I then slipped some jeans that were frayed at the edges and some black flip-flops.

After dressing up I went to fix my hair up. I put my long straight golden hair up in a messy bun and put some black eyeliner on. I didn't put any mascara on though because of my long, light eyelashes.

Putting some black studs in my ears and choker necklace on, I looked at myself. I didn't look half bad, considering I got the shirt out of my hamper and sprayed some Febreeze over it so it wouldn't smell.

Yeah, I'm a pretty cheap and lazy person.

Nobody in the house was up besides me. I shifted my black and blue backpack on and walked out the door. A light wind pushed against me as I walked to the bus stop.

I forgot a jacket yet again. Shrugging slightly, I trekked all the way down my street. It was a really long street!

As I stood there yawning, more people came. No one really talked in the mornings due to us being extremely tired and moody.

Sure there was coffee but that didn't do a thing to me, plus it was disgusting. Finally the giant yellow bus came rolling in.

In our half asleep daze, we clambered on and took a seat in the back. Of all the bus stops in my neighborhood, ours had to be the first. That meant having to get up earlier than everyone else.

After looking through my backpack, I finally found my Ipod. I never really liked having the small headphones that you place IN your ear so I had the clip-to-your-ears type.

I have an interesting taste in music, as my friends say. I tried to keep my head from resting on the window because the bus route went along many bumps and so my head would be crashing against it the whole ride.

Finally the flat brown building that I recognized as my school came into view. Mondays suck, don't they?

With my Ipod still on, I walked off the bus and into the evil building. As soon as I saw an empty bench, I quickly claimed it before anyone else could.

I sat there for the longest time just listening to my odd taste in music before I just drifted off. Bad move, I know. Probably not what you were thinking but it still wasn't exactly smart.

"NIKKI!!" Someone yelled into my ear. My eyes flashed open in an instant and I glared at the person.

"Damn you Nate!" I yelled at him, "I was having a good dream!" Well that was a lie because I hadn't been sleeping long.

His face broke out in a grin as he sat next to me, "So then tell me about it," he said, probably knowing I was lying.

I smirked and said, "It was about burning this school," and laughed sadistically.

He shook his head while rolling his eyes, "What shall we do with you, you crazy pyro?" he asked.

I shoved him while grinning, "Look who's talking," I said, "Remember the summer?" I asked.

He smiled at the thought. He had taken a can of continuous bug spray along with a small flame thing. It was long and silver and when you pushed down on the trigger, a small flame appeared at the tip.

Well with those two objects, he made a flame thrower. In his happy state, he had pointed them both down and said he was going to roast a 'rabbit', imaginary of course. Well he didn't realize that the spray had gone up the long silver part.

He nearly burned all the hairs off his arm that summer.

Someone lumbered up to us, "Sup," she said, her eyes half closed.

"Hey Trix," I said while grinning up at her.

"Damn bunny," Nate said, "Quit stealing the yogurt!"

She looked more awake as her fist collided with his arm, "Shut it! I ain't no damn bunny!" Trixie yelled, her blue eyes glaring at him.

"Owww," he moaned while rubbing the spot she had hit him, "Jeez, be gentle, would ya?" he asked.

"Hn," she said and sat down on the bench. Yeah, Trixie wasn't one to be messed with in the mornings.

I sighed and then yawning, leaning back on the bench. The mornings were brutal to us all.

"Yo," said a voice in front of us. I looked up to see a fully awake Ramona staring down at the three of us, "What happened?" she asked and nodded to Nate whose arm was now a slight shade of red.

"Trixie," the two of us said at the same time. I was smiling while Nate rubbed his arm again.

Ramona just rolled her eyes, "Did you call her some stupid name again? Or did you try something?" she asked.

Nate looked shocked, "Me? Do something? Pfft," he waved his hands in front of him, "Now why would I do such a thing?" he asked.

"Your innocent act isn't working," she said with a smirk, "But hey, we've got like a minute till class starts. See ya during passing." With that said, she walked off with a wave, her straight black hair swinging as she did.

I groaned and got up, "Tell me again why we have to go to school," I said.

"Umm I'm pretty sure it includes something with learning…" Nate said thoughtfully, "Oh and my History teacher said it's so we don't end up working at Burger King or landing a lousy job teaching immature brats who don't pay attention anyways."

"But then…that means you paid attention?!" I asked while looking at him incredulously, "Finally! A breakthrough!"

"It's about time," Trixie muttered while she followed us. She had curly orange-ish red hair and bright blue eyes.

Nate pouted, "You guys are mean!" he exclaimed but continued to walk with us to class.

"Nikki."

…

"Nikki."

…

"Nicole!"

…

There was a sigh and the person said, "Someone please wake her up."

I was slowly waking up, didn't that lady have patience?

"Sure thing!" I heard Nate's unmistakable voice say through my thought. Suddenly something wet was being pushed up against my cheek.

"NATE!!" I yelled as I wiped his spit from my cheek, "Don't EVER lick my face again!!"

"Nathaniel," our math teacher said low and dangerous.

He grinned despite himself and said, "Sorry."

I glared at him and then faced the teacher, "Can I go to the bathroom so I can wash my face off?" I asked.

She sighed but nodded so I quickly got up and walked out of the door. My first stop was the bathroom, of course. Then I made a detour to the vending machines and fished some change out of my pockets.

After retrieving a frosted covered cookie from the bottom, I walked back to the classroom. The teacher didn't notice the food I had gotten as I sat back down in my seat.

Something poked my leg. I looked down to see Nate's outstretched hand under the desk. I looked up at him and he put his begging face on, along with puppy eyes.

I rolled my green eyes and took the cookie carefully out of its plastic wrapper as to not create noise and attract the attention of the teacher. I then slowly broke the cookie in half, careful so I wouldn't get any pink frosting on my hands.

I then gave him a part of it, knowing he'd tell on me if I didn't give him some. As we listened to our teacher ramble on about math equations neither of us understood, we ate the yummy cookie.

"Lunch time!!" Nate yelled as Ramona, Trixie, Nate and I walked to the cafeteria.

I rolled my eyes, "I'm surprised you're so hungry," I said, "I mean I had to buy you snacks every passing we had."

Trixie snorted, back to her normal self, "Why'd you buy him stuff? Whatever he eats just goes right through him," she said.

"Hey! I resent that!" Nate exclaimed while pouting.

Ramona gasped, "Such a large vocabulary!" she said with her voice full of mock surprise.

"Pssh you guys love me," he said, "Just don't want to admit that you want me."

Ramona and I rolled our eyes while Trixie hit the back of his head, "You know, I always had this question. Why do you hang out with only girls? Are you gay?" she asked.

Nate glared at her, "No I am NOT gay! If you wanna know something that's been on MY mind, then it's this: If you married some dude, your kid would look like Ronald Weasley. If Ramona and Nikki got together, their kid would look like Harry Potter!!" he exclaimed.

I then slapped him upside the head, "I'm not a lesbian! Quit dragging us in all your arguments!" I exclaimed.

He clutched the back of his head, "Damn, two hits in a row. I'm sorry," he mumbled, "Now let's go get some food! I'm sorry Ramona…"

She had been glaring at him murderously ever since he brought up that topic. She wasn't one to be loud and angry. She was the quiet one in our small group of friends and her being quiet and angry just made you feel a hundred times worse.

We all sighed as we walked towards the lunch line.

I yawned loudly as I entered my empty house. It was dark which meant my parents had been hurried to get out of there and to work.

And here I was, just coming back from my job at Panda Express, following the orders of some Chinese lady that I couldn't understand.

Trixie had been so nice to drop me off and pick me up since my car was at the mechanics. Stupid breaks weren't working properly.

So I had invited her in and from the entry way, we made our way downstairs.

"You know where your parents keep all the…stuff?" she asked, a small smirk on her face as I led her to a certain cupboard.

I grinned, "Yeah, they don't keep the key somewhere safe. An idiot could find it," I said as I bent down and retrieved the small key from behind the large wooden object.

When I opened it up, we both saw the multiple bottles of wine, vodka and anything else you can imagine for alcohol.

"Sweet," she said while nodding, her mouth curved up in a smile.

We grabbed the stuff we liked best and ran to my room, which was also in the basement. From there we started to drink to our hearts content.

In a few minutes, we were as drunk as we could be.

"So…do you like pie?" Trixie asked with a stupid grin on.

I smiled too and said, "It's so…FLUFFY!!" I exclaimed, "White and fluffy…"

Trixie gasped, "We should, like, host a pie making thing!" she said with both her eyebrows raised.

"With this stuff!" I exclaimed and held up a now empty wine bottle. I broke out in fits of giggles.

We were quiet for a moment before Trixie asked, "Hey, dude, when do you want to get laid? Like age and whatever."

I giggled and answered, "The only way I'd do that is if I were…drunk!" I exclaimed, "There's no way I'd do that sort of thing willingly."

In the back of my mind, it was actually a true thought.

"And you?" I asked while blinking profusely.

She grinned, "When I'm married. That way I know I won't be stuck without child support," she said while nodding. She soon stopped though because it made everything spin.

We chatted like that for a while before we both drifted off. When I woke up, she wasn't there. I had a slight headache, seeing as I wasn't completely sober yet.

I drank the rest from a vodka bottle on the floor and stood up shakily. My mind was still spinning and I couldn't think straight.

I found a note that explained about her leaving although my mind didn't comprehend it at the moment. I yawned and looked around. I grabbed my backpack and started looking through it randomly.

My hand then felt something unusual. I pulled it out and found it was a book. Actually it was a comic. It was titled InuYasha in bold large letters. It was the only thing I could read at the moment.

I then stood up and decided I would walk around. I was still drunk so I didn't know exactly why I was going to start walking.

Take your backpack.

What the hell? Who's this?

Your…subconscious?

Sub-what? Ah well, cool!

I grabbed my backpack and headed out my door. I wasn't quite sure where I was going but I felt wind against my face so I reasoned that I must be outside.

Well I kept walking and eventually my foot stepped through air and I found everything to be black. Did I fall through a hole? What hole is in my backyard though?

Eventually I saw a blinding light that just made my small headache worse. I stood up from finding that I had fallen, dirt in my mouth.

I squinted as I saw something white come towards me. I rubbed my eyes, knowing I was going to fall unconscious, trying to stay awake.

My attempt failed, however, as I fell towards whatever was coming towards me.

The last thing I saw was something white and fluffy…pie?

Read and Review, please! Anything extremely negative will be ignored, any real good advice will be appreciated and considered seriously

-Jen-