Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha nor any associated characters.
Okay... I'm baaaaaack lol with another story hahaha I'm not really back cos I haven't been done for very long haha I just wanted to say it lol :D
Well lets see... with this one I am trying a different writing style so please bare with me if it gets rather jumpy or really really lame ok... it will probably take me a few chapters to sort out the kinks :D Anyway... this one is very different in its rating too... it will have a LOT of bad language and probably lots of (sexual) innuendos and I'm going to add a couple of lemons.... So if your underage.... TURN AROUND NOW lol :D
Haha well anyway I shall let you read and determine for your self whether its any good or not lol
Chapter 1:
"I think we should break up."
Whaaaa??? I'm sorry I must have wax in my ear or something... I could have just sworn I heard my boyfriend say he wanted to breakup with me.... Yeah.. I really need to have my ears cleaned...
"Sorry... What was that?" I said, it coming across rather pathetic and weak rather than the harsh tone I was going for. This was something I never imagined to imagine hearing him say.
"Lara. I think it is time that we called it quits. It's just not working..." Justin, my boyfriend sat me down on my bed and looked me in the eye. It was that moment that I felt my heart break. I could see it in his eyes. He didn't want this relationship anymore. Justin was never one to tell me anything but the truth, and he only ever got that look when he was 100% serious. The look that turned his soft features to stone, made the light in his eyes fade. The look that told me it was over.
"W...why?" I stuttered. For the past three years, he was all I ever knew. Everything was, well seemed to be, going great guns. We would go to school together, eat together, go to the movies together, do everything together. Yesterday I had asked him to move in with me when we started to go to university next year. He had agreed, telling me he wanted nothing more.....
"You're just not giving me everything I want.... need." He sighed and turned away from me, eyes not meeting mine once. That was it. That one gesture, not meeting my eyes finalised it. He didn't want it anymore....
"I...I...I don't understand... How can you go from yesterday; moving in together, to today... Not wanting... me anymore." I just couldn't comprehend what was going through his mind. I was so happy. I thought he was too...
I rolled his words over in my head. I just could not understand. I gave him everything he wanted. I showered him with gifts, compliments, my love..... The only thing he requested that I refused to give him..... I looked up at him as the meaning of his words sunk in.
"You're breaking up with me because I refuse to fuck you?" I stared at him wide eyed and he didn't reply. He didn't have to..... His face said it all.
I have always been known for my abrupt mood swings, and this moment was no exception. The hurt and sorrow that should have been feeling was lost as anger shout through my veins faster than lightening and I lost it.
"I REFUSE TO SCREW YOUR BRAINS OUT LIKE A COMMON WHORE SO YOU BREAK UP WITH ME!!!" Justin flinched and that was all I needed to egg me on. I picked up the closest thing near me, making sure it was nice and hard, and launched it at him with all the strength I had.
It missed him... barely... and he stuttered as he baulked.
"Lars.... It's not just that....."
"NOT JUST THAT!!! I GAVE YOU EVERYTHING YOU EVER WANTED....."
I grabbed my lamp next and hurled it towards him, smashing it against the wall. Justin continued to shrink back.
"Baby. Don't do this...."
Baby... did he just call me baby?
"GET! OUT!" I screamed running to the kitchen and grabbing my broom. Justin was at the door by the time I returned. When I charged into the corridor of the flats, he was already long gone. I sunk to the floor in the middle of the corridor, not caring who saw me crying. Anger dissipated, I was left with my broken heart.
I thought we had a serious future together. I had seen nothing past his face for so long now.... sure I was still extremely young, and maybe that's what made it so bad. I didn't know what to do.
Curled up in the middle of the corridor balling my eyes out was how my friends found me.
*
It was a long night. I couldn't sleep. I felt so pathetic.
Every time I would close my eyes I could see him getting it on with some random chick. I just knew that's what he was doing. He had been talking about taking our relationship 'to the next level' for some time now. But I wasn't ready. I couldn't explain it, I just wasn't. It turns out that I was right to wait. If that's all he gauged a relationship on... I had obviously been wasting my last few years.
That thought made me cry even more.
It was about 2 am when Kate came in with her secret weapon.
Scotch.
We drank until the sun came up and I eventually passed out, crying of course.
*
"Lara. Lara sweetheart. Wake up."
Huh who was that? Oh god my head... it hurt. What the hell happened? I feel like I ran into a truck.... wait, the truck ran into me. I groaned as I sat up.
"Whaaaa?"
As a light hit my eyes blinding me, I ducked under the covers to my safe haven only to listen to someone giggling at me.
"Lara sweetheart, Millie and Chelsea are here ready to go to the convention. We understand if you want to stay home, but maybe this will help you get your mind off things a bit. I mean you worked forever on your costume."
Oh right, the anime convention. I rolled over making sure to keep my hands on my eyes. I cursed the sun. It was truly an evil object. My head pounded as I heard my pulse in my ears. I was obviously still drunk. I felt my bedside table for my goal. As my hand came into contact with the cool surface of the bottle I sat up unscrewed the lid and took a swig of the sweet liquid. It burned my throat on the way down.
One way to avoid the dreaded hang over.... stay drunk!
I tried to focus on Kate standing in front of me.
"No Tate, Imma come now." I slurred. It was then and there that I decided I was not good with the whole break up thing. And I intended NEVER to do it again. Never to attach myself to ANYONE....
Getting, well falling, out of bed I dragged my naked... wait, naked? Where did my pyjama's go? Oh well. I dragged my naked form to the bathroom where I relaxed in a nice warm shower. Unknotting my sore muscles and forgetting my worries. Showers and baths were my favourite past time. I swear the water in them had some sort of elixir for washing away aches and troubles.
Once showered I felt so much better.
It was the weekend of the annual Anime Convention and I had been eagerly anticipating it all year. I was going as Kagome from InuYasha, and Justin was meant to go as InuYasha himself. I started tearing up at the thought. Disgusted with my fresh bout of tears I took another swig of my scotch, effectively draining the bottle.
Uh-oh.... It momentarily occurred to me that I may not be able to get in, drunk.... Pfft. Who cares? I'll go to the pub if I get kicked out. I dressed in my little green skirt and white shirt, tied my hair up and put on my black wig and put in my brown contacts as best I could. It looked a little weird covering such bright blue with brown, but the desired effect was there.
"Lara, are you ready?" Millie came bouncing into the room. She was wearing a cow suit with an afro wig. She also carried a huge ass gun. In my state, it was very disconcerting having a freesian cow pattern doubling and swaying in front of me. I could feel my stomach heave but choked it back down.
"Just gotta get bag." I said motioning for her to leave before I passed out from the two cows moving in front of me. I slowly, with the help of the wall, the door, the desk of draws and the table, made my way to my bed. On it sat Kagome's trust yellow pack.
Thankfully yesterday I had filled it with everything I thought I required for a long day at the convention.
A spare top and set of leggings, my new converse shoes. It was going to be a very long day and after the cosplay competition I intended to change into something I could battle the hoards of fangirls with, as I fought to get near a Sesshomaru cosplayer to pose with for a photo.
I mentally swooned as I thought about the demon. So sexy. Yes, I will admit... I dream about a fictional character...
A bottle of water, my wallet, keys and phone. That was yesterday. Today I added stuff to it. My iPod, so I could listen to all the romantic sob songs, extra food, mainly chocolate to eat as comfort food, an extra bottle of scotch, for obvious reasons and my favourite Sesshomaru plushie. I was not going to take it, but since it was my only love now, I would not let it leave my side.
Feeling all set, I pulled on my shoes; thank god Kagome wears loafers, I didn't think I would be able to tie a knot at that moment in time as I could barely walk straight, and headed to the girls. I giggled at Chelsea wearing her Kuja from Final Fantasy get up. I mean really, who would wear a metal g-string in public.... and Kate in her Sailor Jupiter costume.
"Ready." I nodded and followed them slowly out the door, remembering to grab my sunnies on the way. A large hangover, sensitive eyes and a growing headache meant the sun equalled my worst nightmare.
*
The convention centre was packed, and I was hot and sweaty and had a MASSIVE headache and wanted to go home. I had only spotted one Sesshomaru cosplayer so far and boy did he SUCK! I pouted to myself and whipped out my scotch. Looking around, I snuck out the back door and entered what appeared to be a temporary garden. It was beautiful. Trees that reached to the glass roof lined the outside of the room. A little in, luscious green grass with hundreds of wildflowers scattered through it made for a perfect picnic area and in the dead centre of the room there was a fountain.
Slightly sobered, I walked up to the fountain and saw more clearly a statue of two people. It was a man and a woman, and it looked like they were lovers. A tall striking fellow with gorgeous long hair forming a curtain around his lovers face started intensely into the woman's eyes.
She was a fair bit smaller than him, able to tuck herself perfectly under his arm. Her hair too was long but it only cascaded to the middle of her back, much the same length as mine. As I circled the fountain, I came to the conclusion that the pair were of extreme royalty. They both wore beautiful kimono's and the bloke had some sort of huge thing over his shoulder. I snorted as I realised he reminded me of Sesshomaru from InuYasha. I giggled out loud to myself. But as I continued to circle it, I had this nagging feeling that I somehow new the woman in the man's arms, I felt as if I knew both of them.... Strange huh.
Uhhhh.... I felt my head spin as I realised that I had been doing circles around the stupid fountain and was once again in a head spin.
Sitting on the lip of the fountain I unscrewed the lid of my best friend and took a long hard swig. Tipping my head and leaning back so I could guzzle it down I suddenly realised I had a heavy bag on my back. However, it was too late in my drunken state to do anything about it and I fell straight into the fountain.
Oh great.... I was doomed.... Alcohol and water do not mix.... I struggled for what felt like an eternity. Up was down and left was right. No matter how much I struggled I couldn't find the surface. I struggle on for a bit longer...until I realised that the water was only waste height and I could stand up.
Duh!!!
I felt like the biggest tool out as I trudged to the edge and hauled my sorry drunken ass out of the water.
Once again sitting, well actually I was lying because I was so exhausted from my struggle with the waist high water that was so annoyingly trying to eat me, I half rolled half stepped onto the grass; only to have my foot slide on the slippery gold surface that was not the grassy floor.
Okay, I may be inebriated and all, but seriously, even the fairies following me could not have made the grass floor turn to pure gold. I followed the golden intricate swirls to the white walls where huge paintings hung. I looked at each of the paintings. They all had a picture of a massive white dog in them all standing regal and proud with their brilliant red eyes seemingly staring down the viewer of the picture. I eyed each picture with panic as I realised I was no longer in the garden before following their shrinking forms down a long and HUGE hall where I could see some people running and shouting at me. I looked at them, studying the funny clothing they wore and their odd appearances.
All were wearing navy, or was it dark purple...dresses?? They were wearing dresses. Who the hell these days wears a dress like that in public? I listened as they shouted at me.
Were they??, Is that a, a different language, and what they hell are they waving... are those swords??
As the three people neared me, I continued to note their unusual appearance. Pointy ears, coloured long hair and weird colour eyes.... What in the world.... Then it occurred to me.
Shit.
I died.
I died in a fucking fountain.
Well that was just great. Sheesh!!! Yesterday I had my heart broken, today I drowned in an inch of water and went to heaven (I could only hope it was anyway) now it looks like I'm going to be killed in this place of 'peace' because those freaks are waving their swords wildly.
Well the saying is bad things come in threes, and it seemed this would be my third one. At least I hoped this death wouldn't be included with the first...
The last thing I remember was several of these 'people' waving their swords and shouting at me. I'm going to blame it on alcohol consumption and not my lack of bravery, but I passed out as I felt the cool of their blades against my throat.
*
I suddenly became aware of all the commotion around me. There seemed to be a lot of talking going on, though they were talking absolute gibberish. I absently wondered if I had wandered into the Pig Latin room at the convention.
Wait.... I felt the back of my head, wincing as a huge lump sent waves of pain through my skull.
"Ohhhh... What the fuck...." I groaned sitting up. It took me a second to remember I died in a stupid fountain of water. Sheesh and here I was hoping that if I was to meet a premature death it would be for something epic... like a failed parachute or a broken bungee cord.... I mentally hung my head. Cracking open an eye, I was met by bright gold. I shut them quickly as the memories flooded back completely. I was in the middle of a cardiac arrest because of the swords at my throat when I passed out. I subconsciously gripped my chest and felt my heart beating.... good... I wasn't dead.... again.
I breathed a sigh of relief.
"Phew."
Opening my eyes again and taking in my surrounding from the floor, I was met with the strangest thing I had ever seen. A small toadish imp thing was standing in front of me wearing some sort of brown dress and leaning on a staff. Its pointy beak was flapping at me and its beady little eyes were full of disgust. Hah! It was weird seeing a toad wearing clothes and talking pig Latin to me, so naturally I did what any young girl like me would. I kicked it as far away from me as I could and screamed at the top of my lungs.
"Ahhhh!!! Get it away from me!!!"
I turned and ran, pumping my legs as fast and hard as I could, however I didn't make it far before I came into contact with something hard.
With my nose flat against the wall, I realised that I could wrap my arms around it, which I did. It occurred to me then, that this wall was VERY thin, fluffy and... breathing??
Breathing..... Okay so this wasn't a wall.
In a rather comical fashion my hands unwound themselves from the walls waist and slowly felt up the walls arms, shoulders and neck until I reached its face. I felt the soft subtle surface of the cheeks and the defined feature of the nose. But it wasn't until I traced its soft thin lips that an ominous and very scary rumbled erupted from the walls chest causing me to jump backwards, stumble and fall rather deftly on my bum.
I stared up at the wall.
Long white silks flowed around the lithe form and the black armour and the two swords showed that he was a warrior, but the huge amount of.... fluff that hung over one shoulder softened the whole look. The red honeycomb pattern highlighting the beautiful markings on his cheeks and the beautiful crescent moon in his forehead made him almost ethereal, but it was his eyes that entranced me. Those beautiful molten gold eyes. They were so vivid, so full of emotion.... I couldn't believe my luck. I think it would have to be the best cosplay I had ever seen. I continued to stare as he did too. Sunconciously noting the people around me seemed to be waiting on edge for something to happen. I didn't care I was too caught up I his spell to care. I was the one who finally broke the silence.
"Sesshoamru....??"
In the Publishing Room...
Lady: Howdy hoe!! I'm back.
Lara: Did you just call me a hoe?
Chi: Why am I not in this one?
Jaken: Why'd you kick me woman?
Lady: And the headache starts
Sesshomaru: This Sesshomaru will help to cure it
Lady: *looks up gratefully* Why thankyou Sessho- THUNK
*Lady unconsious on floor*
Sesshomaru: And in the process of getting rid of your headache... This Sesshomaru just got rid of his....
Okay so I know that was very very very quickly introduced and moved at an exceptional rate but I was bored writing it lol and I just wanted to get into it, so I thought I'd give you a basic idea of what was going on and then more description in the next more important chapters lol :D
Anyway I hope you enjoyed reading it.... and continue to do so with the next chapters :D
Until next time
~Lady D.
