Summary: He smiled at me, the moonlight dancing upon his face. His fangs gleaming. I stared in shock at his eyes, Red. They were filled with hate and hunger, hunger for my blood. Inu/Kag
Introduction Chapter:
I couldn't keep my eyes off of him, the new student Inuyasha Taisho. He was beautiful and godlike in every way that I could possible see with my human eyes. There was something different about him, something unnatural. He presented a mystery and I intended to discover it. I closed my eyes attempting to concentrate. His face flashed in my mind. " AHHH!" I screamed. 'Why couldn't I think of something, someone else but HIM'. I'd settle for thinking about brustle sprouts, as long as it isn't him. Nothing pricked at my curiosity more than a mystery, and Inuyasha Taisho presented too much of a mystery to resist.
I am Kagome Ann Higarashi, star reporter for my local highschool's newspapers. Inuyasha Taisho, my new classmate and challenge, was now the best damn photographer in the school. He hasn't lived here more than three weeks and he is already the most popular topic in school, there is just something about him that disheveles all of our thoughts. Almost like he could get into our mind and tangle it up so we couldn't concentrate completely. Maybe it was just me that he seemed to frazzle so god damned much.
Since his wonderful presence has been issued I haven't been able to get him out of my mind. Almost like I had a small crush. That was impossible though. I am Kagome Ann Higarashi. No man can come between me and my dreams. NO MAN! I won't let his presence disturb me. I won't let it even if it costs me my life, I will get this story. Inuyasha is hiding something that he doesn't want to be discovered.
For years I have been able to figure out even the most dangerous mysteries at our school, whether the mysteries were about my friends, family, or peers. I find the story and I report it. End of story. No one will stand in my way, especially a suspected dangerous classmate. "Inuyasha," I breathed my voice lower than a whisper. Inuyasha lifted his head from his desk across the room from me. 'He couldn't possible have heard me. I could barely hear me.' I thought to myself. Inuyasha stared at me with a questioning gaze. I gritted my teeth and tried to fathom whether or not it is humanly possible for him to have heard me whisper his name or not. 'Its not possible Kagome so stop thinking about it and get back to work!' I nodded my head and steered my eyes away from his hellish beauty.
I tried to keep my mind focused, I honestly tried. It was deemed impossible, I couldn't keep my eyes off of Inuyasha. It just wasn't possible for me. I quickly typed this weeks story for the newest edition of the Tokyo High Times. Today's story was on the crimes of our oldest and meanest lunch lady, who just so happens has been arrested for kidnapping her history teacher her senior year of high school for her senior prank. I couldn't stop the giggle from rising in my throat. It was just too funny, the lady who said I had no future in seventh grade, will soon have no future. It didn't bother me that after this story gets out she will get fired and probably not able to get another job to support her drunken husband's drug and alchohal habits. Should it? I didn't think so.
Rushing through my story so I could get out of this small room, which was causing me claustraphobia from the small distance between me and my new nemisis. "I need a cigarette," I whispered to myself. A long time ago It would have bothered me to write a story on someone but after all the evil and made-up stories that were posted of me by my so called friends, I have learned that being a reporter not about friends but stories. My mother was a doctor that worked 18 hour shifts and never had time for her children. My father was off somewhere in Aspen with his new blonde big breasted American wife. Who in this world has ever had time for me? No one, and I don't mind it that way. I can take care of my little brother Souta and myself just fine. Money isn't hard to come by in my family, I know because my father pays 400 dollars a week to both me and Souta for child support. He made the choice to walk out on us, so we feel it is only fair we get as much money from him as possible. Then maybe, just maybe the blonde bitch will leave him when we sucked him dry of all his cash. I used to be nice before all of this happened. I used to have friends and be popular and write stories on football games, and what was in the lunch's food each day. I like the new Kagome better. The Kagome who doesn't let feelings get in the way of her work. The smart and independent Kagome.
If I had a happy childhood and all that jazz I'd probably be like my mother hiding my feelings with a mask. Finally after agonizing for a half hour I was able to print today's story and leave. I was painfully aware of someone, not just any someone but Inuyasha standing behind me. Great just what I need, a distraction in my normal routine. "Your story is very interesting, but isn't it just a little immoral to delve into peoples' secrets and post them to the entire school." He said. Joy I missed my conscience, now I got a new one. "It isn't immoral, it's journalism. If you can't handle the immoralities maybe you should quit the team." I told him silently hoping he would and that he wouldn't. Then I wouldn't get to see him every day. "I can live with the immoralities, but can you. Soon enough the guilt will get to you, and you will break." He said. "Guilt is for pushovers, or people who believe in a religion. People afraid of some 'God' sending them to hell. I don't believe in such trivial thoughts, I won't even entertain them. 'God' didn't create me my mother and father did when they got drunk at some party in Kyoto." I said impassively. He nodded. "Then what do you believe in Kagome Higarashi?" He asked. I liked the way he said my name. The way it sounded so important and special when he spoke it aloud. "I believe in hard work and dedication." I said. "Have a good day Higarashi-san." Inuyasha said teasingly, while walking away to get a suprise picture of the lunch lady named Yoko. I left my story on my editor in chief's desk while on my way out to get that cigarette I had been fiending for.
The hallway was empty as usual when you stay two hours after school everyday for extra ciricular activities. Baseball and volleyball was outside. Basketball in the gym. They wouldn't be letting out for another hour, just like detention. So I had no worries that I would run into any angry reader about my expose. Even though I knew the impossiblities of them knowing the exact time I left my desk, I still breathed in relief seeing no one around the door. I left the door unlocked, today was Inuyasha's turn to lock the door to the press room. I had some research that couldn't wait. Some research on a certain someone named Inuyasha Taisho. I needed to find the dirt on him and get this nagging feeling off of my shoulders.
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