A/N: My dearest and loyal readers,
To continue this abomination that I call a story would be an act of evil upon mankind. It would also be horrible of me to discontinue it when so many of you seem to love you (I can't imagine why .). I started this about 6 years ago when I was in 7th grade. I have now finished up my first semester of college, and this needs to be fixed. There are grammar mistakes up the wazoo and it is very choppy. It is only right that I combine these chapters and do a little editing. By doing this, I hope to find some sort of plot and rekindle my desire to write this. Thank you for bearing with me throughout all these years! Gomen mina-san!
DISCLAIMER: I do not, nor will I ever, own the manga or anime series of Inuyasha. All rights belong to Takahashi Rumiko and Viz (characters etc). I can always dream though…right? RIGHT?
Kagome stood in the mirror admiring her handy work of the morning. Her eyes were surrounded by black eyeliner, and her lips were colored with a light strawberry lip gloss. She never did like wearing a lot of make-up because she was stunning without it. She would never admit this out loud though due to her modest nature. Giving her hair one last run through, she shut off the bathroom light and descended down the stairs.
"Are you ready for the festival, princess?" inquired her father. Cho Higurashi stood at six foot two, almost reaching the ceiling. He ran a hand through his midnight black hair and sighed. They had been waiting for Kagome to come down for the last hour. She was going to be late.
"Dad…" Kagome whined as she sulked down the stairs. "Why do I have to go to this stupid festival? I didn't have to go when I was younger!"
Cho gasped as he took stock of his only daughter's appearance. Kagome was dressed in a deep-sea blue kimono that made her dark blue eyes sparkle. Her raven black hair was held back with a baby blue ribbon. She did a little turn to show off her attire, but was stopped as her mother put her hands on her shoulders.
"Because Kagome we are welcoming the new demon lord…" Megumi Higurashi responded exasperatedly. They had discussed this many times over the past few weeks but it seemed as if her child had been ignoring their conversations. Kagome slipped out from under her mother's grasp and walked over to their burgundy sofa where her little brother was entertaining himself with the latest fancy shmancy game console. He looked up and stuck his tongue out at her as she ruffled his hair.
"Well, why doesn't Souta have to get dressed up then? This isn't fair!" Kagome pouted.
The vein in Megumi's forehead seemed to spring to life as it throbbed impatiently. "We will go over this one last time before you leave this house. This time I want you to listen to me very carefully. Every ten years in the realm of the demons a new lord takes the thrown. That lord looks among demons and humans alike for a mate. Now af-"
"What does this have to do with me though? I still don't understand why I have to go!" she whined as she rudely cut off her mother's words.
"I was getting to that before I was so rudely interrupted!" Megumi huffed out. "This has everything to do with you. As the only daughter of this household, you are to attend the festival and welcome the new lord."
Cho stepped towards his wife and whispered something in her ear causing her cheeks to redden. "Have a nice day at work, koi!" Megumi kissed her husband softly, earning gagging noises from her offspring. As the kiss was broken, Cho swatted his wife on the bum and strode out the door, calling behind him: "Don't get into too much trouble, princess!"
Megumi's eyes twinkled as she gazed longingly at the door.
"Mom?"
"Huh? What?" she looked around confused.
Kagome blew her bangs out of her face. "I still think Souta should come with me…"
Megumi gasped as she pulled her daughter into the kitchen. "Kagome Higurashi! Are you implying that your brother is gay?" she whispered harshly.
Souta, having put on his headset, was no longer paying attention to their conversation. They both turned to the doorway as a string of curses were heard. They peered around the corner of the kitchen to peek in on the boy, who was now jumping on the couch and screaming; "GET RAPED N00BZ!11!" into his microphone.
Kagome had a huge sweat drop at the back of her head. "No, of course not..."
Megumi glared at Kagome. "Now, let me tell you something, missy! If I catch you trying to set your broth-" she was once again interrupted as Kagome pecked her on the cheek. "Sorry, okaa-san! It's getting late and you know how I love to be fashionably on time!" she giggled as she heard her mother's growl of frustration and slammed the door closed.
Kagome pulled her kimono tighter around herself as the crisp autumn breeze caressed her cheeks. It's way too cold to be doing this… she thought dryly. Maybe she'd meet some interesting people there. I hope Sango will be there! She has got to bed, right? All eligible daughters must attend…
She ascended the shrine steps where the festival was being held and gasped at what she saw. The grounds were adorned by brightly lit lanterns and candles. The wafting smell of onigiri and other treats invaded her nasal passages and she scanned the grounds to find the source of the invasion. She was gifted with the sight of vendors underneath brightly colored stands making a bundle. Suddenly, a chanting of sorts invaded her ears, and she turned to the brightly lit stage on the west side of the grounds. There were many priests and priestesses dressed in their ceremonial garb chanting a low tune. She listened closely…
To take a woman
As one such as she
Your rightfully wedded
Wife to be
We offer our daughters
To honorably see
Who is your chosen mate to be…
Kagome gasped as a whirlwind of leaves ascended from the ground and twisted around her in a taunting manner. Lightning and thunder fought for dominance in the world above her and it grew increasingly dark as one by one the candles were blown out.
"Kami…" a young monk gasped as a lightning stalk struck down in the middle of the festival grounds. It left in its wake the most beautiful creature that Kagome had ever laid her eyes upon.
A/N: Okay, how was that? Better? I'm redoing this whole story. I hope you all aren't upset with me. I really owe it to you to fix this . I hate when people leave a story for months/years at a time…so I shouldn't do it…Thanks for sticking with me 3