Sweet Southern Comfort
Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING EXCEPT THIS COMPUTER ON WHICH I AM WRITING THIS!!!!!!!
Authors Note: First off, I would like to thank my Beta Reader AngelOfDeath. Many thankies!!
Ok I got the idea while watching Sweet Home Alabama, and I got to thinking of the real cultural differences in America between the South and the North, so being and Inu fanatic, I decided to put my ideas in fic form! Yay!
Next, this fic is going to take place in America, so ignore the fact that they are living in the USA and have Japanese names.
Finally: the title: For those of you who listen to country music, yes, the name of the fic is also the name of the song Sweet Southern Comfort by Buddy Jewl (which I don't own). Anywho, the song isn't in this fic and I'm not sure if I'm going to put in anywhere in the fic, but then again, ya never know.
Well I think that's it. Here ya go! Enjoy!
"Inuyasha, I really wish you'd stop giving me the cold shoulder." Said Inuyasha's mother as she looked at her son who was examining the scenery as it flew by the window of the limousine. His mother sighed. "And anyway, it's not like you'll be alone." She paused to think. "Why, I'll be there with you!" she exclaimed.
Her son sneered at her failed attempt to make him feel better. "Gee thanks mom. I'm sure I'll make many friends with you palling around with me." He groaned. "Could you explain to me again why we have to move to Hickville U.S.A.?"
"Ugh, Inuyasha, how long before you accept it. Your late father left us his old family plantation in Hickory Ville not Hickville." She rolled her eyes. "Besides, moving will be a good thing for us. There are too many memories back in New York." She explained for the umpteenth time that day. Inuyasha didn't reply. He just turned his head and continued staring at the scenery.
The rest of the ride went without a word.
The clouds seemed to hang even lower than usual. It must have been the heat. Alabama summers will do that to the clouds. The willow trees seemed to sink in the high temperature. God it was so hot. It's always hot.
Three people sat on the sidewalk under a weeping willow. They all seemed to be about the same age, somewhere between 17 or 18.
One of them was a young boy. He had black hair pulled into a tiny rat-tail that came down to the crook of his neck. On top of that he had a hat on that had a rebel flag on it. He had soft violet eyes that gave him a friendly look. He was wearing a pair of Wrangler blue jeans and a loose deep purple shirt. For shoes he had a pair of rubber boots. He sat watching the clouds with two other girls.
On one side of the boy was a girl. She was wearing a white sundress with red polka dots. Her brown hair was tied into a high ponytail. She had brown eyes with a light pink eye shadow decorating them. Her shoes were a pair of old raggedy tenni shoes.
The other girl sat on the other side of the boy. She was wearing a pair of overalls, with no shirt underneath it. She had black hair and brow eyes. She wasn't wearing any make-up to hide her face. She also wasn't wearing any shoes.
The three sat on the sidewalk perfectly still, each sighing every now and then. Finally the boy broke.
"Fine, here's a dollar for each of you, you won the quiet game." He said handing each girl a dollar bill. The girl let out a simultaneous 'yes' as they gave each other a high five.
"So, whatchall wanna do today?" asked the girl in overalls. "Sango, any suggestions?" "Hmm, wanna throw Miroku in the river?" asked the girl named Sango. "Oh, Kagome, or we could light some bottle rockets and throw them into the police station."
Kagome put her hand up to her chin and acted as if she was in deep concentration. "Well, we already threw Miroku off the bridge, and I think we should give the cops a fair day to catch up, I mean they're probably still cleaning up the mess from last night." Laughed Kagome, remembering the incident involving balloons, Tabasco sauce, and the cop's station. The two girls continued laughing until Miroku interjected.
"Or we could be good people and welcome the new neighbors." He said gesturing to the moving trucks driving slowly behind a black limousine that was obviously lost.
The trio walked a little further out into the road to get a better look at the vehicle. It suddenly stopped and the back window rolled down. Then an older woman's head popped out of the window.
"Excuse me, but do you know where Bouregard Manor is?" asked the woman. The three exchanged glances. This woman was clearly not around here, for one not to know where the biggest house in town was, and also to have such a clear Yankee accent.
Miroku was the first to speak. "Hey, if your head is down here, then how are you driving up there?" he asked in all sincerity, disregarding her question.
Kagome slapped him on the back of the head and sighed. "It's real simple to get to, your almost there. You just take this road up to the stop sign, take a left, you'll pass by Barney's Tires, then you take a right-"she was immediately cut off. The woman held up her hand signaling her to stop.
"Well, you see hon, we're not from around here so this is all very new to us. Could you three perhaps take a ride with us and show us the way?" she asked.
Kagome looked to her comrades for an answer. They simple shrugged and walked up to the door and opened it. The woman smiled and scooted over to make room for the three. When they were all situated, Miroku closed the door and the car continued to go.
"Are ya'll new in town?" asked Kagome immediately, curious about the new comers.
"Why yes, we are. We're from New York City. My name is Taka, and this is my son Inuyasha." She said gesturing to the boy sitting in the other corner of the limo.
"Well, my name is Kagome."
"Mine is Miroku."
"And I'm Sango." She finally said. She then looked out the window. "You're gonna wanna turn left up there." She said pointing to the rusty stop sign that was bent over sideways. Taka nodded and picked up phone.
"George, turn left at the stop sign." With that she hung up.
"Why do you guys talk so weird?" Suddenly piped up Inuyasha from his corner, making a note of their thick southern twang.
"Inuyasha!" screamed Taka. "Do not talk to these people like that. They're helping us out for God's sake. Without them we wouldn't even know if we were even in the right state!" she yelled.
Kagome raised her hand in a shushing manor. "That's ok ma'am. Can't expect too much decency from a Yankee." She said. Miroku and Sango laughed. Taka seemed confused. Inuyasha was infuriated that this girl was not only mocking him, but where he came from. Kagome looked out the window and saw the Barney's Tire Mart.
"Mrs. Taka, you need to swing a right up here." Mrs. Taka nodded and did the same thing she did earlier. The car was completely silent for about five minutes, and then finally, the vehicle came to a stop. Everyone piled out of the car.
"Welcome home!" said Miroku as he pointed to the house.
It was a three-story, solid white, Victorian style manor. It had six columns resting on the front porch holding up the other two stories of the house. There were many windows, each with green shudders. The door was at least six feet tall and had a width of about five feet.
Inuyasha and Taka stood in awe at it. Miroku, Sango and Kagome just looked at it as if they had seen it everyday, which they sort of had.
Kagome clapped her hands. "Ok, well we'll let ya'll start unpacking and get settled in. by Mrs. Taka." Kagome looked over at Inuyasha and rolled her eyes. "Bye Inuyasha." The two nodded and walked away.
"Um, wait, excuse me. Do you think that you all could maybe show Inuyasha around, being as he is new and all? I'm sure if you spend time together you'll be the best of friends." Said Taka smiling.
"What!?" screamed all four teens. Taka just continued smiling. Each of them then knowing there was no way out, just groaned and started walking away with Inuyasha trailing behind.
So, what do y'all think of this so far? I'm already up on the second chapter so review and it'll get here faster!! Thankies!!!
Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING EXCEPT THIS COMPUTER ON WHICH I AM WRITING THIS!!!!!!!
Authors Note: First off, I would like to thank my Beta Reader AngelOfDeath. Many thankies!!
Ok I got the idea while watching Sweet Home Alabama, and I got to thinking of the real cultural differences in America between the South and the North, so being and Inu fanatic, I decided to put my ideas in fic form! Yay!
Next, this fic is going to take place in America, so ignore the fact that they are living in the USA and have Japanese names.
Finally: the title: For those of you who listen to country music, yes, the name of the fic is also the name of the song Sweet Southern Comfort by Buddy Jewl (which I don't own). Anywho, the song isn't in this fic and I'm not sure if I'm going to put in anywhere in the fic, but then again, ya never know.
Well I think that's it. Here ya go! Enjoy!
"Inuyasha, I really wish you'd stop giving me the cold shoulder." Said Inuyasha's mother as she looked at her son who was examining the scenery as it flew by the window of the limousine. His mother sighed. "And anyway, it's not like you'll be alone." She paused to think. "Why, I'll be there with you!" she exclaimed.
Her son sneered at her failed attempt to make him feel better. "Gee thanks mom. I'm sure I'll make many friends with you palling around with me." He groaned. "Could you explain to me again why we have to move to Hickville U.S.A.?"
"Ugh, Inuyasha, how long before you accept it. Your late father left us his old family plantation in Hickory Ville not Hickville." She rolled her eyes. "Besides, moving will be a good thing for us. There are too many memories back in New York." She explained for the umpteenth time that day. Inuyasha didn't reply. He just turned his head and continued staring at the scenery.
The rest of the ride went without a word.
The clouds seemed to hang even lower than usual. It must have been the heat. Alabama summers will do that to the clouds. The willow trees seemed to sink in the high temperature. God it was so hot. It's always hot.
Three people sat on the sidewalk under a weeping willow. They all seemed to be about the same age, somewhere between 17 or 18.
One of them was a young boy. He had black hair pulled into a tiny rat-tail that came down to the crook of his neck. On top of that he had a hat on that had a rebel flag on it. He had soft violet eyes that gave him a friendly look. He was wearing a pair of Wrangler blue jeans and a loose deep purple shirt. For shoes he had a pair of rubber boots. He sat watching the clouds with two other girls.
On one side of the boy was a girl. She was wearing a white sundress with red polka dots. Her brown hair was tied into a high ponytail. She had brown eyes with a light pink eye shadow decorating them. Her shoes were a pair of old raggedy tenni shoes.
The other girl sat on the other side of the boy. She was wearing a pair of overalls, with no shirt underneath it. She had black hair and brow eyes. She wasn't wearing any make-up to hide her face. She also wasn't wearing any shoes.
The three sat on the sidewalk perfectly still, each sighing every now and then. Finally the boy broke.
"Fine, here's a dollar for each of you, you won the quiet game." He said handing each girl a dollar bill. The girl let out a simultaneous 'yes' as they gave each other a high five.
"So, whatchall wanna do today?" asked the girl in overalls. "Sango, any suggestions?" "Hmm, wanna throw Miroku in the river?" asked the girl named Sango. "Oh, Kagome, or we could light some bottle rockets and throw them into the police station."
Kagome put her hand up to her chin and acted as if she was in deep concentration. "Well, we already threw Miroku off the bridge, and I think we should give the cops a fair day to catch up, I mean they're probably still cleaning up the mess from last night." Laughed Kagome, remembering the incident involving balloons, Tabasco sauce, and the cop's station. The two girls continued laughing until Miroku interjected.
"Or we could be good people and welcome the new neighbors." He said gesturing to the moving trucks driving slowly behind a black limousine that was obviously lost.
The trio walked a little further out into the road to get a better look at the vehicle. It suddenly stopped and the back window rolled down. Then an older woman's head popped out of the window.
"Excuse me, but do you know where Bouregard Manor is?" asked the woman. The three exchanged glances. This woman was clearly not around here, for one not to know where the biggest house in town was, and also to have such a clear Yankee accent.
Miroku was the first to speak. "Hey, if your head is down here, then how are you driving up there?" he asked in all sincerity, disregarding her question.
Kagome slapped him on the back of the head and sighed. "It's real simple to get to, your almost there. You just take this road up to the stop sign, take a left, you'll pass by Barney's Tires, then you take a right-"she was immediately cut off. The woman held up her hand signaling her to stop.
"Well, you see hon, we're not from around here so this is all very new to us. Could you three perhaps take a ride with us and show us the way?" she asked.
Kagome looked to her comrades for an answer. They simple shrugged and walked up to the door and opened it. The woman smiled and scooted over to make room for the three. When they were all situated, Miroku closed the door and the car continued to go.
"Are ya'll new in town?" asked Kagome immediately, curious about the new comers.
"Why yes, we are. We're from New York City. My name is Taka, and this is my son Inuyasha." She said gesturing to the boy sitting in the other corner of the limo.
"Well, my name is Kagome."
"Mine is Miroku."
"And I'm Sango." She finally said. She then looked out the window. "You're gonna wanna turn left up there." She said pointing to the rusty stop sign that was bent over sideways. Taka nodded and picked up phone.
"George, turn left at the stop sign." With that she hung up.
"Why do you guys talk so weird?" Suddenly piped up Inuyasha from his corner, making a note of their thick southern twang.
"Inuyasha!" screamed Taka. "Do not talk to these people like that. They're helping us out for God's sake. Without them we wouldn't even know if we were even in the right state!" she yelled.
Kagome raised her hand in a shushing manor. "That's ok ma'am. Can't expect too much decency from a Yankee." She said. Miroku and Sango laughed. Taka seemed confused. Inuyasha was infuriated that this girl was not only mocking him, but where he came from. Kagome looked out the window and saw the Barney's Tire Mart.
"Mrs. Taka, you need to swing a right up here." Mrs. Taka nodded and did the same thing she did earlier. The car was completely silent for about five minutes, and then finally, the vehicle came to a stop. Everyone piled out of the car.
"Welcome home!" said Miroku as he pointed to the house.
It was a three-story, solid white, Victorian style manor. It had six columns resting on the front porch holding up the other two stories of the house. There were many windows, each with green shudders. The door was at least six feet tall and had a width of about five feet.
Inuyasha and Taka stood in awe at it. Miroku, Sango and Kagome just looked at it as if they had seen it everyday, which they sort of had.
Kagome clapped her hands. "Ok, well we'll let ya'll start unpacking and get settled in. by Mrs. Taka." Kagome looked over at Inuyasha and rolled her eyes. "Bye Inuyasha." The two nodded and walked away.
"Um, wait, excuse me. Do you think that you all could maybe show Inuyasha around, being as he is new and all? I'm sure if you spend time together you'll be the best of friends." Said Taka smiling.
"What!?" screamed all four teens. Taka just continued smiling. Each of them then knowing there was no way out, just groaned and started walking away with Inuyasha trailing behind.
So, what do y'all think of this so far? I'm already up on the second chapter so review and it'll get here faster!! Thankies!!!