Hey!! A sudden new idea!!! A short seven part story that popped into my head and my mind wouldn't let up until I got it down on paper! So here's something I haven't tried yet, a short story with multiple chapters, not one shots.

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or any character belonging to the talented and brilliant Rumiko-san! I do own the plot however!

Iris at My Window

Summary: What does it mean when a flower is left at your window-your favorite flower, at night? And a new student is making you fall so fast you don't' know how to handle it? Are they somehow connected? Well, one girl can only hope and find out! Set in Kagome's P.O.V.

Chapter 1: Pink Iris

(Monday)

It just started happening one night. On a boring yet starry Monday night. I didn't know how or why it even happened to me, but it did.

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I walked into my room, not noticing my window slightly open nor feeling the cool air around me. I shut my door and threw my book bag at the foot of my bed. After turning on my small dresser lamp to get some light, I carelessly flopped onto my bed, the soft white and lavender purple comforter cushioning my back and aching feet.

Mondays were always a drag for me. Not only was it a start of a new week but I had to endlessly deal with so many troubles of my high school life; although there was something that suddenly made me smile a bit and lightened my mood.

Today I had no idea what was going to happen. My high school life was your average typical teenage drama: too much homework, boring teachers who drone on and on, the cafeteria having weekly food fights with usually nasty hamburgers and meatloaf, boys who keep pestering you for a date…oh yeah, that's me alright! I had a small group of friends because I was rather shy and quite reserved. I tried to avoid big crowds as much as possible and keep to the side. I passed all my classes and even joined a book club; to share my passion of reading.

But anyway, what happened to me today was what changed me. Not to dramatize on it or anything but it was an event that I would gladly repeat again and again, because it opened me up to something new: my first, real, honest to Kami crush!

I was walking away, just leaving my friends to get to first period. Unfortunately I had my arms full of heavy books that were constantly rubbing irritably against my pink sweatshirt and my backpack was full enough with junk, so I was suffering for all of two hallways and three corridors before I reached my first period: Japanese History. Even though the warning bell hadn't rung yet, the door was closed. And lucky me, I had to have my arms full of stupid textbooks; which were on the verge of falling out of my sockets. I was struggling to figure out a way to open the golden handle, silently teasing me, without having an avalanche; which was a real possibility at this point. I couldn't ever catch a break; not even on a Monday!

But luckily I didn't have to think about turning the door knob because a hand opened it and held the door for me. I turned to thank the kind person when I saw exactly who it was. It was the newest transfer student, Inuyasha Tukashi. He had only been here two weeks and from what I observed; he kept to himself a lot and was mostly quiet during the two periods I had with him. But I had to admit, he was cute! His long silver hair was gorgeous and his eyes were a unique and beautiful shade of gold, like the setting sun. And he was quite muscular, having seen him work out in the gym period we shared.

He stared at me; waiting for me to go in. After looking around seeing only a few people rushing to get to class, I felt my face heat up and chuckled in embarrassment.

"Thank you." My voice was so low I wasn't sure he heard it.

But it seemed he did because he gave me a small nod and a grin that made my heart flutter for the first time in my life. I smiled back and rushed in to finally sit at my spot beside the only window in the classroom. There was a class of 25 so there were 5 seats per row. I was in the second, and Inuyasha was about two sets behind me. During the class I constantly looked back to see him staring right back at me. I, of course, looked away and felt myself blush. It was like that until the dismissal bell rang and ran out before I could embarrass myself even more!

As I look back now, I was still wrapping my mind about why Inuyasha, the new and-very hot junior helped me when he could have just walked in without glancing back at me. I guess there are some nice people out there and Inuyasha seemed happy to help. Why, I don't know but now I can't stop thinking about that grin he gave me. It still gave me goose bumps.

Speaking of which, why is it so cool in here? I looked over and saw the reason: my window was open when I thought I specifically closed it this morning. Getting up and managing to avoid my piling stack of books on the floor, I closed in but then something caught my eye.

There was a flower, resting on my window sill. And knowing and seeing enough flowers to know that it was an iris. Irises were my favorite flower only for the reasons that they were so beautiful and inspiring to me. And it was…pink? It looked pink. But irises didn't get pink, not that I know of. But it looked like it. Maybe a rare genetic mutation but I had to admit, the pink was different and really pretty.

I picked it up, feeling the coolness of the stem on my fingertips. The light from my lamp showed at how pale the pink was but it was still stunning. The petals felt soft under my fingers as I studied it; gazed upon it with wonder. But who could have put a pink iris here? That was the main question.

It couldn't have been my mother because she only grew lilies and baby's breaths in our small garden and my dad was not too much of a flower person. And it definitely wasn't my baby brother. Souta was clueless about the plant world and video games were his obsession, not picking pink flowers for his older sister.

I then had a sudden feeling that someone was watching me. It didn't feel stalker-creepy so I wasn't worried. I looked out my window; since it was facing the backyard, I could see everything. From the big oak tree in the corner of the yard to the wooden fence the enclosed our backyard. I didn't see anything but I could still sense a presence around here, somewhere. Whoever it was wasn't about to come out, so I shut my window and pulled my curtains closed.

I sighed and got ready for bed. After changing into green flannels and brushing my teeth, I walked out of my private bathroom and turned on the music station that helped me sleep at night and got under the covers. I set my alarm and shut off my light. I could feel my brown eyes wanting to shut for the night. I stared at the pink iris, resting on my dresser and thought about the mystery person who placed it there. Was it the same person who was watching me? I didn't have a clue. I finally fell asleep, after gazing at the glowing red petals by the red clock numbers behind it and the question running through my head: who sent me the pink iris and what did it mean?

Facts about the Iris:

*Meanings: my compliments, wisdom and hope

*Origin: Named after the Greek Goddess who transported messages between mortals and the Underworld. It's native to southern Europe and the Mediterranean region.

*Colors: White, Purple, Blue, Yellow. The throat is usually yellow.

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~Now the colors like Pink, Red and the Black and White combo I will be using and aren't real iris colors. These are made up.~

Now with each chapter, I will be using the same iris color for something in that chapter, like the mentioned pink sweater-pink iris, okay?

Tell me what you think! I will update as quickly as possible! Until next chapter...

Ja Ne for now!