AN: After many many many many many many many many years ' I'm BACK :O!!!!
And no, I STILL don't "own" Inuyasha. And I've grown out of that stage..a a bit :p
But oh welll. This story is about love, losing love, getting it back, and getting your heart broken. And remember, things aren't always as they appear. Enjoy the story and REVIEW!! D:
Twisted Love Story
Prologue
Stepping out of the house I stretched, and smiled up at the sky. It was a beautiful day, for such a happy event. I was finally 17, and today I, Kagome Anne Higurashi, would start school. And not just any day of school, but it was my first day back at Shikon High. The summer had been long and hot but now, in early September, it had cooled down to a breezy yet sunny day. Fixing the strap of my backpack to a more comfortable position, I ran down the shrine steps and started down the sidewalk. As I came up to the school, I felt my nerves kick in. I had changed over the summer, but that didn't necessarily mean I wouldn't still be treated as the odd one out. But as I began my way up the stairs, I heard the chatter around me lighten, I felt eyes on me, and could hear the low whistles from the crowd. No one reconsigned me, they thought I was a new girl, and I didn't feel like correcting them yet, so I continued to the doors my spirits heightened.
Walking into school I felt confident. It was my first day as a senior and I couldn't be more happy. I had finally 'blossomed"' as my friends called it. I'd grown into my legs, standing tall at a 5 foot 6 inch height, my stomach had thinned out and toned over the years, and my bum was nice and tight, due to the volleyball all summer. As I glided down the hall, I smiled as the boys stopped to stare, one even running into a locker. My self confidence was to the moon, and I didn't mind the hungry looks. Walking, my pants brushed the floor, making a soft "whoosh" noise and my black cami glittered under the lime-lights. I met up with Sango, my best friend, and smiled at her. This year we've decided to be unstoppable, unattainable, yet completely desirable. This year was about us. No boys, no nonsense. As we began talking about our schedules, I tuned the rest of the world out. It wasn't important to me, the boys began fading away around me, and the lockers turned into a blur. I was just about to talk about my favorite elective, photography, when I turned the corner and was frozen in shock. My long black hair flitted around me and my cinnamon colored eyes widened as I grabbed onto Sango for support. There, 5 lockers down from me, was the man I'd lived for, loved, and lost 4 years ago. He looked the same..golden eyes, sun-kissed skin and long silver hair. As my lips trembled, I was thrown back to that day in april, when he said goodbye forever...