Early Mornings
Summery: Lord Koga frowned at me, obviously displeased. I looked at him, confused, wondering what I had done that could've been so wrong… Koga/OC One-Shot Rated T For Tantrums. Like The Ones InuYasha has Every Day. (InuYasha: HEY!)
Disclaimer: Koga Is Not Mine To Control In REAL LIFE. In My Head, In My Stories, OF COURSE!
Koga: HEY-!
Me: Whaaa? It's true! Even YOU Have NO Power Over Imagination~! X3
Koga: If I Wasn't So Curious-
Me: Or Tied Up.
Koga: -I Would SO Beat You To A Pulp!
Me: Kagome?
Kagome: Yeah?
Me: Please Tell Him That Sit Thingy.
Kagome: That Only Works For InuYasha….
Me: …
Well I Certainly Feel Stupid Now.
As Punishment For Making Me Feel Stupid, InuYasha! I Shall Make A One-Shot About You As Well! But Much Later Since I Am Much Too Tired Since It Is A Bit Past 10 And I have No Story Or OC Idea!
InuYasha: But I Didn't DO Anything!
Me: You Exist, You Have Your Own Anime/Manga Named After You, You Act Like A Little Diva, And YOUR NAME WAS MENTIONED! That Is Good Enough For Punishment.
InuYasha: I'm Going To Wring Your Little—
Me: Kagome?
Kagome: No Problem—Inuyasha, Sit!
BAM!
Me: Also, The Rating, It's T. For Tantrums, Like The Ones InuYasha has Everday. What Else?
A/N: Lol X3
I No Longer Have Long Author Notes; I Sort Of Have To FORCE Them Out Since My Voices Are All Taking Vacations For Summer Even Though I'M Still At School. Why?
Voices Having A Vacation: Eh. I'd Do The Same To Them In A Heart Beat.
Forcing Out Words: Because My Mind Is Drawing A Blank.
No Seriously.
It's. DRAWING. A. BLANK.
It Looks Sort Of Like A Ship With A Plank… It's Very Good Though! :D
Also, Trying A New Writing Style- First Person. Let's See How THAT Goes! ^^
And Those Of You Being Patient Enough With "Beautifully Saddening" A Generator Rex FanFiction…
Give Up.
I'm Going To Change Into A One-Shot As Soon As I Can But Afterwards –Holds Up Rope-
That Story Is Getting To Break A Bone It Never Wanted To Break.
Rex: …D*mn You.
Me: I Love You Too Rexy Poo-Poo, Now GIT'! This Is My KOGA/OC!
Rex: Yeah, Yeah, Yeah… You Just Want To Hang Me!
Me: The Thought Of Your Death WOULD Bring Me Pleasure T-Rexie…
Rex: D*mn. You. =_=*
Me: I Love You Too~ X3
The Radio Says…: I Have A Dream From "Mama Mia"
(A Song That The Radio Plays While Either Reading Or Writing This Story, Though Sometimes I DON'T Listen To The Radio During Either, Just Something I Felt Like Doing~ X3)
(PS This Was Before Koga's Pack Was Killed. I Cried At That Scene. Mostly Because I Had Ran Out Of Arizona Green Tea, But Still, I CRIED During That Scene! D':)
(PPS The Birds Of Paradise Are Still Living And They Still Have Their Jewel Shard.)
I got up automatically, my time clock inside me telling me it was time to get up though the sky was barely lit, most of the sky still dark. I yawned and stretch for a minute before studying the scene around me to see how I would be able to move to the ledge in front of the cave to get breakfast without disturbing the rest of the pack.
I saw Hakkaku and Ginta sleeping in random places around me, though they did not touch each other or me. I smiled at the fact that they were far enough way for me to be able to have the ability to stand. I stood up shakily, the wall of the cave curved inwards. I had already had many experiences with the fact that the rocks could still scrape my back or that the ceiling could still bonk me on the head. Mostly I was worried about the bleeding.
Because I am terrified of blood; I have hemophobia.
Most of the pack laughed about it behind my back. A wolf-demon, terrified of blood! They thought the joke was hilarious. Though Lord Koga, when he was paying enough attention, would silence them. I had no REAL reason for being scared of blood, I don't know why, but I would begin to tremble all over at the sight of a single drop. That was probably why Lord Koga had ordered that all injuries be looked at before entering the cave. Another disadvantage is because of my phobia; I had forced my sense of smell to diminish, so I wouldn't be able to smell the horrid stench my comrades so often have mistaken for cologne.
Besides that fact, if I bleed even the tiniest bit, You-Know-Who would wake up.
I gave a sigh of relief that I had made it through standing up. I looked at the ground for paths, finding the safest one would only have a second of treachery when I had to jump over one of the wolf minions. As long as I was silent, or that the wolf would be tired or like/trust me enough to go back to sleep once I was over it, I would be okay.
While I continue to carefully step over my inmates' sleeping-like-the-dead bodies, I think that time is appropriate enough to explain who I am.
My name is Kizzy, and yes, I am a female.
Most of the females of our pack had been forced, by Lord Koga, to blend in, in an "abandoned" village (Lord Koga killed all the villagers, so I suppose you can call it abandoned) to pretend to be humans by using a remedy that one of the elders found that a Demon Hunter uses to shield it's scent from demons when sneaking in demon infested territory. Though we were using for the opposite reason, still, it continued to work quite as well. Most other tribes followed our lead with this decision, causing a truce (though unsteady at times) until the Birds of Paradise threat was diminished.
The only reason why I stayed was because I asked to. Lord Koga had replied that only if I made sure that I wouldn't get into any unnecessary trouble, I could stay.
I am also (physically) 14 years old, though I will be about 15 in about 3 months. At least, that's when Lord Koga SAID I was born, I'm not entirely sure since we're almost the same age, why he could remember such a thing when I cannot.
Also, the reason why I continuously say Lord Koga, is for the simple fact that most of the other wolf-demons are above me in social status, rank, and age, causing me to get into the habit (that was forced upon at me a young age) to call everyone Lord, Lady, Miss, Mister… Apparently the reason is my "discoloring" or albino genes. Unlike other demons I do not have black, brown hair, or even red hair like a select few, though all their locks were straight, instead I was born with blonde curls. When I was younger I remember making the mistake of allowing it to grow long, the other girls accusing me of bragging about my hair for having that hairstyle. They had forced me to cut off, and Lord Koga had punished them all severally for it, ever since though I have worn it so the ends are as close to my head (without becoming bald) that I can do. Thankfully, I was born with green eyes, with may be recessive compared to the dominant brown, there were still quite a few others with the same color, not earning me any trouble about it like my hair. That had been the big reason I called most with the name of respect, in way I suppose you can say I call most that out of fear, though it was more automatic and a bit casual than literal fear. And it makes me sad at times that I cannot give the ones I truly respect the knowing of what I feel, since they cannot distinguish the difference since so many are casually called with the synonyms or the same word.
Though there are a select few that I don't do that to, call them Lord or Lady, being ONLY Hakkaku and Ginta, who had earned enough of my trust that I felt comfortable with them, thankfully neither not caring about my fear to let that set my whole personality stereotypically in their minds. But Lord Koga, though he is continuously with me, and is also accepting of my phobia, I can never picture calling him without respect like I can with Hakkaku and Ginta. But he IS one of the even fewer ones that I actually CHOOSE to give the respect to. Though I can tell he doesn't appreciate it.
I sighed, mentally thanking the unnamed wolf for remaining asleep as I successfully stepped over him. I looked all the way in the back of the cave, though it was hard to see the features, I could still tell it was Lord Koga's silhouette, sleeping, on his bed made of hay. I gave a quiet sigh of thanks. He never liked my morning routine ever since the Birds of Paradise's power grew. He continuously tried numerous ways to get me stop; tied my leg to his, got someone to become my guard, and even once tried to put a spell on me that would not allow me to leave the cave! The legs being tied, I was easily able to untie; the guard, he fell asleep; the spell only succeeded in making Koga suddenly starving and hungry. Besides, I'm sure that he'd rather sleep than watch me get my food anyway.
I looked outside the cave, my bare feet feeling the cold stone of the ledge. I smiled blissfully at the beautiful sunset. Feeling thankful for it. I reached down; nearby the doorway was a hat that most humans used for when it rained. I, personally, used it as a basket, though I did use it for its intended purpose at times as well.
I jumped off the ledge, my "basket" loosely tied to my head, landing on at first my feet but then losing my balance, causing me to fall on my butt. I sighed to myself as stood up, though not seeing anyone, feeling embarrassed.
I stood up shakily, feeling hungry and off balance before continuing my "journey" on foot, calmly walking. I never liked meat, because of the fact that you have to kill an animal, thus making it bleed; fish being the exception since I could easily catch it without causing the poor thing to have bleed to death, and eat it, by cooking it to a brown crisp. I also ate eggs, Lord Koga hated eggs saying it was "fake meat", though personally, I loved it. It was even easier to cook than fish!
Besides my only two sources of protein, I ate multiple types of fruit and vegetables; my favorites being sweet corn, strawberries, and watermelons which I found all of what I needed in a farm about a mile away from the nearest village (not the one that the female members of my pack were staying in). The village however was about 2 miles away. I thought up the distance being another facor why Lord Koga does not like the way I get my breakfast, though I dismissed the thought since he could easily use his Sacred Jewel shards in his legs to go that distance in much less time than I did.
I thanked the human farmer for allowing me to pick his food so constantly that I daily left him presents in exchange.
Another thing that the others laughed about behind my back.
I brought down an extra fish I had caught along with a couple spare eggs that I didn't HAVE to have, leaving behind as well half his watermelon, I didn't need THAT much, and a small basket of already picked sweet corn and strawberries, hoping he would be satisfied by not having to do so much work for a meal or two before going back to working in his fields.
I walked towards his house, blinking as I noticed a present for ME on the human's porch. I looked both sides to see if someone was watching. When nobody came I placed the food down around and picked the present up.
A small wooden bowl.
It was plain and simple, there were no beautiful carvings or more gifts inside, though I smiled anyway, this was a simple farmer, not a king. I smiled and put in my private basket and walked away, having an extra skip in my step about the old man's kindness. I stopped at the river nearby and decided my tiny bowl's purpose (that I suppose SHOULD be called a "cup"). I bent down and drew some free reigning water, putting it carefully back into my tiny basket.
I never understood why Lord Koga never liked me doing this. It may be because, alone, I was easy prey for the Birds of Paradise, but most, along with the rest of my pack, never got up too early, if at all. I suppose, if they were going to reign terror on us all, they would do so when fully rested and when they were good and ready. Which thankfully, was never now. But other than that, I found no real reason for him to dislike it. And I was always confused when he actually admitted that he didn't like it, waiting for the reason why that never escaped his lips.
As the cave began to get barely back in my sights, I noticed a silhouette of familiar figure looking around at the cliff's edge. I cocked my head, mentally debating if it was Hakkaku, Ginta, or maybe Lord Koga. Perhaps it wasn't someone I knew particularly well, searching for another person.
The figure jumped down from the ledge and began running towards me, a cyclone forming around it.
Lord Koga…
An odd memory surfaced in my mind, I remembered the days that Lord Koga had fist gotten the Jewel Shards in his legs, continuously training himself until he fell over from exhaustion to get used to the power. He had wanted the Jewel Shards to cause him to jump higher, kick harder, which it all did.
But when he tried to run, he had to ram into a wall of air, and all that did was bounce him back and dislocate his shoulder, sometimes even going far enough he'd break a bone or two.
The day I remembered though was the day when I had asked him if he would just please let someone look at his arm before it got too bad. He had barked at me saying he didn't want some caretaker to tell him to be still for a weeks on end when he could be using that time to get stronger, train. I hadn't raised my voice when I snapped that we were all worried about him, his health, and to be blunt, his sanity.
That day, he allowed Hakkaku and Ginta to take him to a nearby doctor.
I bit my lip, wondering why that memory had decided to show itself after so many months.
I stopped walking and waited as the small cyclone drew nearer. It diminished when Lord Koga was in front of me, the dieing wind causing my blonde curls to drift away for a moment. Lord Koga frowned at me, obviously displeased. I looked at him, confused, wondering what I had done that could've been so wrong. Not the food, he never got that upset about such a small matter.
"Kizzy…" he growled
"Yes Lord Koga?"
He seemed to flinch at the name, his irritation growing. I mentally sighed; he'd just have to live with the fact that this was what I would always call him…
"Why did you leave the den?" he bent down to my level, normally me being at about shoulder level, he was scowling
It could perhaps be that my theory of him not be so angry over my getting food was false…
"To get myself something to eat Lord Koga."
"Well you could've woken me up!" he barked angrily
I didn't faze; I only blinked. Lord Koga often blew up over things. It was something I learned that came with being a part of his pack.
"I thought you'd prefer to sleep Lord Koga. I apologize for forcing you to become a victim of my good intentions." I gave him a small bow, but as I rose up, I tensed, seeing that my wording had only caused him to grow angrier
"Well I would've rather been protecting you than sleeping! Don't you know how dangerous it is with the Bird of Paradise having their own Sacred Jewel fragment?"
I decided now was not a good time to tell him my theory that the Birds of Paradise were not morning persons. And I was pretty sure what he was asking was rhetorical.
He took a step closer, so that our bodies were barely separated, I could feel his hot breath on my face as he looked down at me, continuing to scold me, and frankly, I didn't appreciate the smell of dead carcass and blood. This was why my sense of smell was so lacked, so I wouldn't be able to smell this repulsive scent, causing images of blood and slaughter to appear in my mind whenever I closed my eyes, even to blink. I tried my best not to blink and to focus on his words, not his breath, not my nose, and defiantly not my imagination, though still I began to tremble despite my hard efforts.
In the middle of his heated lecture, he noticed my familiar movement.
"Kizzy? Kizzy, wha-what's wrong?" he asked, as my hand went over my mouth, trying not to throw up, wanting Lord Koga to move a steps away, not to try to bend even more to my level like how he was doing
"Your breath…" I felt something try to go up my throat, I forced it down, "It… It smells bad… R-Real bad…"
Koga didn't move away and only squinted, not understanding.
"Your… Your breath," I had to close my eyes now to force myself not to puke on Lord Koga, causing the images to appear back in my mind, causing my trembling to worsen, "It smells… It smells like b-blood…"
His grip loosened greatly, showing me he understood. He gently put his hand on my back and led me to a nearby bush, where I happily puked up last night's dinner while he patiently held onto my breakfast.
I wiped my mouth, feeling ashamed that I had to do that in front of Lord Koga. I put my hands on hat-basket, still half trembling, but it was more like… an aftershock of an earthquake then the deal that his breath still bothered me, "T-Thank you Lord Koga."
He nodded and put his arm around me, leading me back silently to the cave. I tore off a small piece of fish, preferring to smell like dead fish than puke, not wanting to be made fun of behind my back this morning.
I offered him a piece, but he shook his hand farther away from me telling me through body language that he was fine. As I put the piece of fish in my mouth I began to wonder why he signed me no with his right hand, which was his bad hand, instead of his left…
That…
Was over…
My shoulder….
I turned as red as the strawberries in my basket, putting my head down, trying to hide my blush.
"Hmm?"
I looked away as I continued to awkwardly nibble on my piece of cooked fish.
Lord Koga stopped walking and put my chin in his hand and looked at my face. I turned redder.
His face continued to be concerned as he asked innocently, "Kizzy, do you still feel sick? Do you need to throw up again?"
I frantically shook my head no.
He put his hand on my forehead, checking my temperature; I know I would've turned redder if that was possible. He put his hand down, "No fever… Are you sure your okay Kizzy?"
I nodded again frantically as I tried to distract myself by taking a sudden great interest in my food.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw his eyes glint, as if he finally caught on to why I was so red. He smirked. I looked back at my food, begging that that was only a figment of my imagination.
"Kizzy?"
I turned towards him hesitantly.
He kissed my forehead, smirking. The expression on my face froze.
He pushed my banes out of my face, the same ones I used to try to hide myself better from my bullish comrades, vainly believing "If I can't see them, they can't see me."
He smirked wider as he twirled one of my banes with his fingers and gave a small chuckle.
"I promise not to tell anyone if you call me plain old Koga from now on."
I put another piece of fish in my mouth, walking faster away, trying to convince myself that this did not just happen, leaving Lord Koga behind me.
I could hear Lord Koga laughing behind me as he caught up, and put his arm around me again. Now, seeming quite pleased with himself, Lord Koga stole a piece of the fish I was already tearing to shreds.
"Kizzy?" he said again as we walked closer and closer to the den, now about where the part of the mountain, mostly made of dark gray rock, began.
I plainly looked at him, not wanting the same incident to happen again. Thankfully my skin color had returned to normal though the scene was still fresh in my mind.
"Kizzy?"
My banes were being a doubled sided blade right now, not letting Lord Koga know that I was listening, forcing me to have to look at him.
He smirked superiorly as he said, "What's my name?"
I bit into another piece of fish, "…K-Koga…"
The word seemed empty and alone, and I didn't feel right saying his name without the respect I always inserted with it.
He smirked wider as he stole another piece, his face paused for a second, as if thinking and then he stopped, forcing me to stop as well.
"Lor- I mean… Koga?" I tried, it still didn't roll of my tongue nicely
"Kizzy, what's wrong now?"
I looked down debating whether or not to tell him.
I tried to look at him in the eye without turning red as I tried to explain, "Do you remember the day the girls cut my hair? And how you punished them for it, even though I kept telling you it didn't matter, and you just said that they harmed me, and needed to be taught a lesson?"
His lips turned into a thin frown, telling me that he remembered all too well.
"Do you remember when I told you that we were all worried about you, when you were still getting used to the Sacred Jewel shards? And then you went to a healer, like I asked?" I put a strawberry into my mouth now
He nodded, crossing his arms.
"How worried you are about me, about getting hurt by the Birds of Paradise?"
I could see his muscles tense.
"Or how you always reacted when I told I was scared of blood, but that I was scared of how the pack would react? And you said that it didn't matter what I was scared about, as long I was still me?"
He nodded again.
I paused, wondering how I could string my thoughts into words that he could understand, "…Th…Thank you."
He blinked, surprised, and I thought that for a mere moment his own cheeks turned pink.
"Um, did you ever know why I called you Lord Koga?"
Whatever I thought had turned pink was obviously gone now as his eyebrows furrowed, obviously still not liking the subject of my name for him, "'Cause I'm in a higher rank than you."
I put a finger to my bottom lip, still trying to figure out how to say this.
"I call… I call the others Lord and Lady, because of that too and-and I feel like I have to, like it's… it's my duty in exchange for causing trouble with my homophobia…"
Koga's right arm went on his hip and his left pointing at me, his mouth opened to say something before I interrupted.
Wanting to speak first, I added quickly, "I-Icallyoulordkogabe-becauseiwantto."
He blinked. To be honest, so did I.
I turned red and looked down, my banes hiding my eyes again, wondering if this was coming out right, "I-I… I call you Lord Koga because I… I want to… Because I-I respect you…? N-Not because I feel like I HAVE to…?"
I tried to look up without letting him see me blush, still afraid he might do the same thing as last time, "Can-Can I please continue to c-call you Lord Koga?"
I could only see him from the waist down in my position, and I saw his arms fall more to his sides, him step towards me. I resisted taking a step back.
"Kizzy…?"
I hesitated again before looking up, seeing Lord Koga smile honestly. My eyes looked away and I turned redder.
I felt Lord Koga's arms wrap around me, I froze.
"You can call me Lord Koga..." He whispered in my ear
He began to let go, smirking now as he patted my shoulders and, without my noticing, took my basket, and yelled, laughing, as he ran up the rest of the way, surprisingly NOT using the Jewel Shards, "As long as I get to call you my mate!"
I turned beat red. Did he just…?
I shook my head, deciding to register what had just happened later, still red I ran after Lord Koga yelling, "Lord Koga! P-Please give me back my fish!"
I Think This Came Out Quite Nicely Don't You?
-InuYasha And Koga Tied Up With Cloths In Their Mouths. Kagome Looking Awkward About This Situation-
Lol X3
Koga Seems A Bit OOC And For That I Am Sorry.
No, Not Really. XD
I Think This Is How Koga Would React With A Person Like Kizzy. You Think How You Wish, I Think As I Wish, Like The Saying Goes "The Only Opinions That REALLY Matter's Is Yours." ^^
Unfortently It Does Not Work That Way With Writing: You Have To Try To Get It To An Editor, You Have To Try To Publish, Harry Potter Had NUMEROUS "No We Don't Want You"s!
So Yeah. Review Please, Just Not On My Spelling/Grammar. I'm Doing All I Can With It, Which Is Just The Free Spell-Check I Don't Feel Like Putting Anymore Effort Into This, And Yet I Still Stink At It. Do Not Judge My Writing In Such A Small Way With Cruel Words (If They Are Kind And Not Blunt/Aggressive, Of Course I'll Take Them! :D) And I Shall Not Frown Upon You With The Baseball Bat In My Hands! ^^
I Came Up With Kizzy Last Week And I Have Tried 6 Times To Write Her Story. SIX. TIMES. =_=
First One, Third Person, Mostly In Koga's POV Though. That One Stunk The Most. XP
I Feel Pretty Darn Proud Of This One, 'Cause I'm Pretty Sure We ALL Knew That Koga Would SO Steal Kizzy's Fish Eventually. XD
Also, Kizzy Is NOT A Japanese Name, I Know That~!
It's A Gypsy Name.
I Was Originally Searching For Japanese Names Meaning Wolf And I Went On This One Site That I Forgot The Name Of~ XP
On It, It Said "Gypsy Names, Meanings, And Genders" And I Clicked It And I Thought Kizzy Sounded Nice~ X3
I Have Another Koga/OC With A Character Called Momo, Who's A 360 From Kizzy. X3
Oh Yeah! Today, (This Is Sentence Was Added In At 8 The Next Night) I Got Bored And Wrote A Koga's POV Of This Called Late Nights! :D Check it Out!
If Not, I'll Just Forget About This Story And Just Do My InuYasha/OC And My Koga/Momo~ :D
Also, I Like InuYasha/Kagome Better, But I'm POSITIVE I Won't Be Able To Handle Trying To Think Up What BOTH Kagome AND InuYasha Would React To Stuff… XP
-InuYasha Struggles Harder, Trying To Yell Something. Kagome Turns Red -
(I'll Write Those Two One-Shots Someday, Just Not Today XP It's Already Technically "Tomorrow" XPXPXPXPXP)
R&R! Don't Critique On My Spelling/Grammar Please Unless You Are VERY Kind About It!