Dannee: And so...I soon discover that with all those noxious fumes coming
from my cooking pan, ideas bloom...so we'll see what this smells like. And
please, if you like this story, review, because I love hearing what you
people who aren't me have to say!
Cat: ::Scoffs:: She doesn't know how to cook!
Dannee: ::Dumps all her failed dinner recipes on top of Cat's head, then watches her squirm::
Disclaimer: I know, as well as you people know, that I don't own Inu Yasha or anything that remotely pertains to him, except his pants. Cat will do ANYTHING for chocolate.
Cat: Cat likes to eat chocolate!
Sleeper Awoken
The note had been passed from across the room without being seen by the teacher...stealthy little note...damned note. All she had been trying to do was learn about the history of the Shikon No Tama, and the miko who had protected it with her life. She was even trying to learn about the Royal Family who sheltered the lowly miko, and the Family's youngest son who fell in love with her, but then that note!
Actually, Kagome had been trying to catch up on some much needed sleep that was lost in the battle of the night, fighting wars against numbers and letters that just wouldn't fit together...Dammit!
The moment the note found itself on Kagome's desk, her teacher took that chance to attack her, like a hawk on a small rabid bunny that just wanted to sleep a little. The ruler had hit her desk with such force, it caused the slender piece of wood to snap in half and spring back to hit the teacher right on the schnoz. That didn't improve Kagome's teacher's mood either.so in order to make up for missing important information, Kagome was to serve after school detention in the classroom, researching everything she could about the sacred jewel, and the whole lot that pertained to it.
'Man,' Kagome thought bitterly to herself, 'Why is it that I have to stay after to do research, when teacher just leaves? It's not fair! I didn't even get to read what the note said, and it probably wasn't for me anyways.'
She slammed the book shut, sending her four research papers into a lazy dance away from her desk and propped her head up against her hand. It was already getting dark, and she had nobody to walk home with.
'I'm not afraid of the dark or anything.I just have no sense of direction when I can't see anything, just like any other normal person!'
Kagome decided to call it quits on her research, already knowing more than she'd ever want to know about the Royal Family, and the miko, and the youngest son, and the Shikon No Tama, and the list would just continue for four pages if she recited it all in her mind. She gathered the papers that peppered the floor and shoved them into her lousy excuse of a book bag, then got up and left the classroom.
As she strolled casually down the deserted hallways of her school, her bag decided to betray her, give up, and the bottom ripped open completely, spilling the contents from within all over the floor.
"Aaaaugh!" Kagome's frustration echoed off the walls, and she scowled at her schoolwork.
She bent over unhappily to retrieve her belongings. Her history book was first into her arms, followed by her notebooks, her pencil case, blank papers, then math book; which under it's weight, she faltered slightly. She prepared to rise again when she noticed four papers scattered on the floor. The symbols that were drawn on her research did come out nicely she decided as she gathered the papers for the second time that night.
Finally, having all schoolwork gathered and secured, Kagome left the building that caged her life and began to stride home briskly.
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"Aww." Kagome's whine was lost to the night, and she pouted at the thought that nobody would hear and come to her rescue.
Where was her supposed knight in shining armor now, eh? Hojo had promised her that he'd always be there when she needed help, but he wasn't here now! Not that his company or assistance would be much help anyways.conversations with the clueless boy were always strained on Kagome's part, and his assistance would almost certainly not be better.
It was cold out, being December 11th and all, and Kagome's arms were beginning to grow weary of carrying two textbooks, and whatever else she had with her; she couldn't remember, plus she really didn't care at this point.
Kagome set her books down by her feet and leaned back against the brick wall behind her. If she wasn't going to find her way home any time soon, might as well take a break and search for home with some of her strength. Why did she have such a hard time navigating in the dark? This wasn't the first time this had happened, and her mother would never do anything to help her with it. Perhaps come pick her up from school if she wasn't home by a certain time? Or maybe a cell phone so Kagome could at least call to inform her of her whereabouts...or lack of knowledge in. Even going so far as to installing a flashlight in a new book bag could assist in these journeys.
The wind abruptly blew past Kagome at an alarming rate, making her midnight black hair and forest green skirt billow out and about wildly, causing Kagome to shriek like a bird and bat at her skirt wildly in attempt to keep it at bay. Even if nobody was around to see, she still had her modesty in tact, and preferred to keep it that way.
"No no no!!!!" She commanded at her research papers angrily as they took off down the street with the wind.
Without thinking, Kagome took off in hot pursuit of her studies, afraid of the consequences if she showed up in class tomorrow without proof of her detention, since her teacher wasn't around to note she was there anyways. As she jogged hastily behind the four white spots in the distance, she didn't see the root sticking out of the pavement and tripped over it at full speed.
'Why does today hate me so much?' Kagome's mind whined miserably as she lay sprawled out on the ground.
She sat up labouredly and turned her head to look down at the offending root that had tripped her and left her in quite an immodest position. Her knee was bleeding, she could feel the warm blood trickling down her cold leg and she put a hand on the ground to help push herself up. That's when she noticed thing number one that was wrong...a handle in the pavement.
Kagome's head swiveled to look at the metal object her hand was touching, and she squinted in the dark to get a better look at it. Well, it was black, and blended into the black around her perfectly. She tugged on it lightly, wondering if it would remove itself from the ground and she could take it home as a souvenir. Nah, nothing would ever be that easy; that's when thing number two that was wrong made itself apparent. Whatever was attached to the handle lifted up with it.
'What the hell? A trap door?'
Kagome proceeded to lift the entire door open and poked her head inside the hole that was surprisingly...not so black inside. Something was hiding in that hole, and that something was glowing a light shade of pink and white. Kagome's imagination immediately took flight as she imagined what would be inside; fireflies that would surround her, to her absolute fascination, then lead her to a secret underground world where there would be no such thing as math, with its insolvable puzzles, or history, or Royal Families, sacred jewels, mikos, or anything that would involve school like activities.
She let her imagination get the best of her, and hopped down into the trapped door excitedly. When she landed on the bottom, she was immediately bathed in a warm pink and white glow, and she realized that whatever was giving off that shine was not fireflies. There was a long passageway that went forward from where Kagome was for about twenty feet, then it dumped out into a room that was just about sparkling with brilliant pink light.
The light that bathed her body was warming in a soothing kind of way. Kagome's injured knee was soon forgotten, along with all the other problems of the day, and she slowly toddled down the corridor contently. While she sauntered towards the bright room, she didn't notice the elegant engravings on the walls that practically screamed what she had just researched at her. Something about the light held her full attention, and it attracted her to it, like a moth without a mind, going for one of those purple moth zappers. Right now though, it didn't matter if she was going to be zapped, this light was all but calling out her name, and so onward she went, oblivious to everything but the radiance.
Once Kagome reached the room she was heading for, she stopped in the entrance to absorb what she was seeing.
It was like a giant castle room. It was huge! The ceiling had been painted with portraits that reminded Kagome of pictures she had seen of the Sistine Chapel's ceiling, and this one was at least thirty feet high! Kagome didn't recall going underground that deep, but who cares? Not her, especially not now, for she wasn't done being engrossed by her surroundings.
In the middle was a king sized, four-poster bed with down comforters made out of satin. The posts went at least half way up the height of the ceiling, where a web of silk intertwined to make a cover that was draped over all four bedposts and hung down to where it just barley touched the floor. Within that beautiful tent was where the source of the light was coming from, and Kagome couldn't keep her curiosity tamed, like a small kitten that didn't know when to stop.
The whole scene looked like a bedchamber from a castle that used to be 500 years or so ago. It was what Kagome had always imagined them to be like, minus the fact that this bedchamber was buried deep beneath the surface of the earth.
Kagome took slow careful steps towards the center of the room, where the enormous bed stood. The pink light from within should've been blinding by now, but it didn't hurt Kagome's eyes she realized. Her hand went out when she was close enough to the fabric and felt it with her fingertips. She discovered that it was amazingly soft and thin, and took more into her hand to rub against her cheek. It must've been woven from the finest silk anyone could ever have afforded, and Kagome had to convince herself not to strip the giganto bed of it's tent cover and run off with it for herself, though what she would do with it, she did not know.
She found an opening and parted the material carefully, afraid it might tear. Additional pink light spilled into the already lit room and Kagome's mouth peeled into a grin. She didn't know why it did, and she couldn't help it, it just felt like she had found something she had been searching for all her life. She sat down on the side of the bed, examining the opaque orb that was floating slightly above the covers to the bed. She wanted to snatch it then and there, but there was something that would just seem wrong about that. Along with wanting to snatch the sphere, she also wanted to ascertain how and why it was floating a couple of inches above a raised lump under the covers to the bed.
Kagome's brow creased as she realized that indeed, there was something under the covers...or rather someone. She bit her lip as realization dawned upon her. There was a pink boy lying on the bed under the covers, looking to be in a deep slumber. Well, she was sure that the boy wasn't pink, but the pink luminance that lit the whole underground chamber turned everything pink. Despite his color, he looked boyishly handsome Kagome noted.
His hair looked as if it was made out of the same material the cover to the bed had been made out of, and even in the pink, Kagome noticed how his dark thick eyebrows definitely contrasted his light silky hair. His eyelashes were short and curled upwards slightly, and his nose was somewhat pointed, though it was cute, nonetheless. Kagome poked his cute nose and giggled at how warm it felt against her fingertip.
When she had pulled her finger away from his face, she realized that there was something wrong with his face. Ears...where were his ears??? She gasped when she found them. Two furry puppy dog-ears perched atop this boy's head, and they looked slightly drooped over and inattentive. Kagome couldn't help herself and reached out and began to stroke them between her thumbs and forefingers. The moment she did that they snapped into an alert posture and commenced in swiveling about in a fashion that reminded Kagome of radar. That fueled her giggling and the ears drooped into a dormant position once again.
What was all this? Kagome shook her head and looked towards the floating ball once again. It was about the size of a medium jawbreaker she thought, realizing that she hadn't eaten since the very early morning. Having touched everything else that she had wanted to touch, Kagome decided that it was time to see what was up with this glowing sphere.
Her slender hand outstretched neatly, and she let the small orb plop down into her palm. It was warm. Really warm, and it felt nice. It seemed to warm Kagome's whole body. She shut her eyes in relaxation, and the moment she had done so, she realized that it had been a mistake.
The moment the large warm hand grabbed onto her wrist, Kagome's eyes shot open and she screamed.
Cat: ::Scoffs:: She doesn't know how to cook!
Dannee: ::Dumps all her failed dinner recipes on top of Cat's head, then watches her squirm::
Disclaimer: I know, as well as you people know, that I don't own Inu Yasha or anything that remotely pertains to him, except his pants. Cat will do ANYTHING for chocolate.
Cat: Cat likes to eat chocolate!
Sleeper Awoken
The note had been passed from across the room without being seen by the teacher...stealthy little note...damned note. All she had been trying to do was learn about the history of the Shikon No Tama, and the miko who had protected it with her life. She was even trying to learn about the Royal Family who sheltered the lowly miko, and the Family's youngest son who fell in love with her, but then that note!
Actually, Kagome had been trying to catch up on some much needed sleep that was lost in the battle of the night, fighting wars against numbers and letters that just wouldn't fit together...Dammit!
The moment the note found itself on Kagome's desk, her teacher took that chance to attack her, like a hawk on a small rabid bunny that just wanted to sleep a little. The ruler had hit her desk with such force, it caused the slender piece of wood to snap in half and spring back to hit the teacher right on the schnoz. That didn't improve Kagome's teacher's mood either.so in order to make up for missing important information, Kagome was to serve after school detention in the classroom, researching everything she could about the sacred jewel, and the whole lot that pertained to it.
'Man,' Kagome thought bitterly to herself, 'Why is it that I have to stay after to do research, when teacher just leaves? It's not fair! I didn't even get to read what the note said, and it probably wasn't for me anyways.'
She slammed the book shut, sending her four research papers into a lazy dance away from her desk and propped her head up against her hand. It was already getting dark, and she had nobody to walk home with.
'I'm not afraid of the dark or anything.I just have no sense of direction when I can't see anything, just like any other normal person!'
Kagome decided to call it quits on her research, already knowing more than she'd ever want to know about the Royal Family, and the miko, and the youngest son, and the Shikon No Tama, and the list would just continue for four pages if she recited it all in her mind. She gathered the papers that peppered the floor and shoved them into her lousy excuse of a book bag, then got up and left the classroom.
As she strolled casually down the deserted hallways of her school, her bag decided to betray her, give up, and the bottom ripped open completely, spilling the contents from within all over the floor.
"Aaaaugh!" Kagome's frustration echoed off the walls, and she scowled at her schoolwork.
She bent over unhappily to retrieve her belongings. Her history book was first into her arms, followed by her notebooks, her pencil case, blank papers, then math book; which under it's weight, she faltered slightly. She prepared to rise again when she noticed four papers scattered on the floor. The symbols that were drawn on her research did come out nicely she decided as she gathered the papers for the second time that night.
Finally, having all schoolwork gathered and secured, Kagome left the building that caged her life and began to stride home briskly.
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"Aww." Kagome's whine was lost to the night, and she pouted at the thought that nobody would hear and come to her rescue.
Where was her supposed knight in shining armor now, eh? Hojo had promised her that he'd always be there when she needed help, but he wasn't here now! Not that his company or assistance would be much help anyways.conversations with the clueless boy were always strained on Kagome's part, and his assistance would almost certainly not be better.
It was cold out, being December 11th and all, and Kagome's arms were beginning to grow weary of carrying two textbooks, and whatever else she had with her; she couldn't remember, plus she really didn't care at this point.
Kagome set her books down by her feet and leaned back against the brick wall behind her. If she wasn't going to find her way home any time soon, might as well take a break and search for home with some of her strength. Why did she have such a hard time navigating in the dark? This wasn't the first time this had happened, and her mother would never do anything to help her with it. Perhaps come pick her up from school if she wasn't home by a certain time? Or maybe a cell phone so Kagome could at least call to inform her of her whereabouts...or lack of knowledge in. Even going so far as to installing a flashlight in a new book bag could assist in these journeys.
The wind abruptly blew past Kagome at an alarming rate, making her midnight black hair and forest green skirt billow out and about wildly, causing Kagome to shriek like a bird and bat at her skirt wildly in attempt to keep it at bay. Even if nobody was around to see, she still had her modesty in tact, and preferred to keep it that way.
"No no no!!!!" She commanded at her research papers angrily as they took off down the street with the wind.
Without thinking, Kagome took off in hot pursuit of her studies, afraid of the consequences if she showed up in class tomorrow without proof of her detention, since her teacher wasn't around to note she was there anyways. As she jogged hastily behind the four white spots in the distance, she didn't see the root sticking out of the pavement and tripped over it at full speed.
'Why does today hate me so much?' Kagome's mind whined miserably as she lay sprawled out on the ground.
She sat up labouredly and turned her head to look down at the offending root that had tripped her and left her in quite an immodest position. Her knee was bleeding, she could feel the warm blood trickling down her cold leg and she put a hand on the ground to help push herself up. That's when she noticed thing number one that was wrong...a handle in the pavement.
Kagome's head swiveled to look at the metal object her hand was touching, and she squinted in the dark to get a better look at it. Well, it was black, and blended into the black around her perfectly. She tugged on it lightly, wondering if it would remove itself from the ground and she could take it home as a souvenir. Nah, nothing would ever be that easy; that's when thing number two that was wrong made itself apparent. Whatever was attached to the handle lifted up with it.
'What the hell? A trap door?'
Kagome proceeded to lift the entire door open and poked her head inside the hole that was surprisingly...not so black inside. Something was hiding in that hole, and that something was glowing a light shade of pink and white. Kagome's imagination immediately took flight as she imagined what would be inside; fireflies that would surround her, to her absolute fascination, then lead her to a secret underground world where there would be no such thing as math, with its insolvable puzzles, or history, or Royal Families, sacred jewels, mikos, or anything that would involve school like activities.
She let her imagination get the best of her, and hopped down into the trapped door excitedly. When she landed on the bottom, she was immediately bathed in a warm pink and white glow, and she realized that whatever was giving off that shine was not fireflies. There was a long passageway that went forward from where Kagome was for about twenty feet, then it dumped out into a room that was just about sparkling with brilliant pink light.
The light that bathed her body was warming in a soothing kind of way. Kagome's injured knee was soon forgotten, along with all the other problems of the day, and she slowly toddled down the corridor contently. While she sauntered towards the bright room, she didn't notice the elegant engravings on the walls that practically screamed what she had just researched at her. Something about the light held her full attention, and it attracted her to it, like a moth without a mind, going for one of those purple moth zappers. Right now though, it didn't matter if she was going to be zapped, this light was all but calling out her name, and so onward she went, oblivious to everything but the radiance.
Once Kagome reached the room she was heading for, she stopped in the entrance to absorb what she was seeing.
It was like a giant castle room. It was huge! The ceiling had been painted with portraits that reminded Kagome of pictures she had seen of the Sistine Chapel's ceiling, and this one was at least thirty feet high! Kagome didn't recall going underground that deep, but who cares? Not her, especially not now, for she wasn't done being engrossed by her surroundings.
In the middle was a king sized, four-poster bed with down comforters made out of satin. The posts went at least half way up the height of the ceiling, where a web of silk intertwined to make a cover that was draped over all four bedposts and hung down to where it just barley touched the floor. Within that beautiful tent was where the source of the light was coming from, and Kagome couldn't keep her curiosity tamed, like a small kitten that didn't know when to stop.
The whole scene looked like a bedchamber from a castle that used to be 500 years or so ago. It was what Kagome had always imagined them to be like, minus the fact that this bedchamber was buried deep beneath the surface of the earth.
Kagome took slow careful steps towards the center of the room, where the enormous bed stood. The pink light from within should've been blinding by now, but it didn't hurt Kagome's eyes she realized. Her hand went out when she was close enough to the fabric and felt it with her fingertips. She discovered that it was amazingly soft and thin, and took more into her hand to rub against her cheek. It must've been woven from the finest silk anyone could ever have afforded, and Kagome had to convince herself not to strip the giganto bed of it's tent cover and run off with it for herself, though what she would do with it, she did not know.
She found an opening and parted the material carefully, afraid it might tear. Additional pink light spilled into the already lit room and Kagome's mouth peeled into a grin. She didn't know why it did, and she couldn't help it, it just felt like she had found something she had been searching for all her life. She sat down on the side of the bed, examining the opaque orb that was floating slightly above the covers to the bed. She wanted to snatch it then and there, but there was something that would just seem wrong about that. Along with wanting to snatch the sphere, she also wanted to ascertain how and why it was floating a couple of inches above a raised lump under the covers to the bed.
Kagome's brow creased as she realized that indeed, there was something under the covers...or rather someone. She bit her lip as realization dawned upon her. There was a pink boy lying on the bed under the covers, looking to be in a deep slumber. Well, she was sure that the boy wasn't pink, but the pink luminance that lit the whole underground chamber turned everything pink. Despite his color, he looked boyishly handsome Kagome noted.
His hair looked as if it was made out of the same material the cover to the bed had been made out of, and even in the pink, Kagome noticed how his dark thick eyebrows definitely contrasted his light silky hair. His eyelashes were short and curled upwards slightly, and his nose was somewhat pointed, though it was cute, nonetheless. Kagome poked his cute nose and giggled at how warm it felt against her fingertip.
When she had pulled her finger away from his face, she realized that there was something wrong with his face. Ears...where were his ears??? She gasped when she found them. Two furry puppy dog-ears perched atop this boy's head, and they looked slightly drooped over and inattentive. Kagome couldn't help herself and reached out and began to stroke them between her thumbs and forefingers. The moment she did that they snapped into an alert posture and commenced in swiveling about in a fashion that reminded Kagome of radar. That fueled her giggling and the ears drooped into a dormant position once again.
What was all this? Kagome shook her head and looked towards the floating ball once again. It was about the size of a medium jawbreaker she thought, realizing that she hadn't eaten since the very early morning. Having touched everything else that she had wanted to touch, Kagome decided that it was time to see what was up with this glowing sphere.
Her slender hand outstretched neatly, and she let the small orb plop down into her palm. It was warm. Really warm, and it felt nice. It seemed to warm Kagome's whole body. She shut her eyes in relaxation, and the moment she had done so, she realized that it had been a mistake.
The moment the large warm hand grabbed onto her wrist, Kagome's eyes shot open and she screamed.