An Urban Fairytale

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Summary: In a sense, Kagome is the modern cinderalla fairytale. No she doesn't have an evil step-mother or step sisters. Though she did make a complete life change. From an over-weight nobody to a hazel eyed bombshell with the figure of a super model. But who says being skinny solves all your problems?

Prolouge

A 13 year old Kagome sat at lunch, as usual, by herself. Bobbing her head slightly to the music that came through her walkman, becoming sad when the music had suddenly cut off.

Only thing that accompanied her were her headphones (well at least until her batteries died) and her homepacked lunch that she had made herself.

The reason she didn't like her mom making her lunch is because she never put enough in it for one.

And two, she always put bland healthy food in it. 'Blech!' Kagome couldn't help but wretch at the salad that she had found when she had unzipped her lunch bag.

No doubt her mom had snuck it in there when she wasn't looking. Hurridly grabbing it and tossing it on the other side of the table she reached in for the two grilled cheese sandwhiches she had packed and 3 slices of left over pieces from last nights dinner that she had also snuck in.

'Ha! Take that mom!' she couldn't help but giggle as she took her grilled cheese out of the sandwhich bag and bit down into it. After swallowing it she took two more large bites, humming as she chewed.

She closed her eyes as the flavor burst in her mouth, brightening her spirits so much she began to swing her legs and the table began to rock back and forth. Cheese and her were the best of friends.

"Be careful fat ass! Don't break the table!" came a teasing yell from behind her that she unfortunately heard due to her batteries dying in her walk man. She felt herself fold deeper into the layers of flab that encased her form, feeling as if it could somehow block the sting of the kids words.

Feeling an incredible heat wash over her and try to escape through her pores she knew her skin was turning an angry red as she looked down at the sandwhich in her hands, hating the way the fat over her arm encased her wrist like a skin suit.

Tears began to mist in her eyes slightly as she swallowed the food with an unsatisfying gulp, her mouth suddenly dry. Suddenly the food didn't hold that much favor anymore.

She tried to tune out the taunting behind her and enjoy her lunch in peace but it was kind of hard since she had no music to escape into. "What's wrong fat ass? All that lard clogging your ears." came the same taunting voice.

Feeling as if she was dangling on the edge of the cliff as laughter roared behind her like the sound of a freight train she stood to her feet and hurriedly tried to escape the cafeteria of the hell they call middle school.

She just focused on the doors as she broke out into a light run, the sound of laughter stabbing through her walls of protection, normally she had her music to help her through days like this.

This is why she hated comeing to school.

Because everyone was always laughing at her. Making fun of her.

"Is that a thunderstorm? No, it's the sound of Higurashi's thighs rubbing together!" came a new feminie voice as she unfortunately had to cross the front of the eating area to get to the exit doors.

By the time she had made it into the hallway she was panting slightly, feeling a light sheen of sweat over her skin form the exertion and the embarrassment. 'I hate this! Why couldn't I just stay home!' she thought as she felt more tears well in her eyes but she fought them valiantly.

Until she had walked passed the glass windows that looked out onto the school garden area, catching sight of her breathless and downtrodden reflection.

From the double chin she sported down to her muffin-top and fat knees knocking together, she hated everything she saw.

Stepping up to the glass she raised her hand to rest on the cool surface, staring down the timid girl that look back at her as the negative thoughts and feelings she had buzzing around in her head took over and tears rolled down her face.

'I don't want to be made fun of no more...I know there's a skinny me in here...somewhere...' she thought as she closed her eyes and leaned her head on the cold glass, welcoming the temperature.

She no longer wanted to look at herself, see herself blubbering like some overgrown whale. Hell, right now she didn't even want to be alive.

Her body shook with silent sobs as she felt her outer shell jiggle from the force and she hugged her rolls, feeling slightly comforted from their prescence even if they were the source of her pain.

"Uhm...are you ok?" came a voice from behind her and she tensed slightly, as she could tell it was a boys voice. Lifting up her head as she sniffled and tried to dry her face incomspicously she nodded. "Sure, yeah...I'm fine." she spoke softly, not wanting to turn around.

She could take no more teasing looks or glares of disgust. Right now she just wished the floor would open up and swallow her and her fat up.

"I don't think so. Fine isn't crying. Did something happen?" the voice inquired, Kagome unacustomed to the warmth and kindness in it.

Usually if someone was nice to her it was to do a cruel prank or learn something about her to where they could run back and gossip with their friends and plot on her routine social torture.

"Look, I don't know what you're playing at but you can just go..." Kagome began angrily turning around, going to tell him to buzz off but when she caught sight of the amber eyes that glowed with concern she felt her chain of thought dissapate as all she could do was stare at him.

As she took in his silver hair and dog ears on top of his head she heard no words as she glanced back down to his perfect face and saw his mouth moving, no matter how hard she tried she couldn't get her brain to connect to her ears as all she could focus on was how gorgeous he was.

"Uh...huh. Sorry." she spoke realizing that he was now staring at her as if something were wrong with her. 'No doubt there is! I'm a friggin mammoth! A giant! A whale! A guy like him would never notice me!' she berated herself for her lack of response.

"I'm taking you to the nurse." was all he said suddenly as she grabbed her hand forcefully then took on in the opposite direction past the cafeteriar and down the hallway to the center of the school.

"Wha-Why?" Kagome suddenly exclaimed as she looked down at their hands, hating how her hand was about 10 times fatter than his.

"Why what? I find you crying and all red-faced then you space out in the middle of me talking to you? I think you may need to rest or something, are you feeling ill?" he countered, a slight irritated tone in his voice.

"No! Why are you being so nice to me? What are you trying to pull?" she finally got out as she pulled her hand from his, stopping in her steps. She had never held hands with a boy before. Let alone one as cute as him.

The boy turned around in slight shock as he looked at the girl, seeing her looking down at the ground avoiding to meet his eyes.

"Just because I'm nice doesn't mean I'm up to something. You just...looked like you needed a friend. Ok? Happy now?" he bit out angrily, trying to sound mean but it really wasn't coming off as that as Kagome snuck a glance up and saw he was looking away also, trying to act nonchalant.

'He's...embarassed? Well...look who he's standing next to genius!' Kagome chided herself inside her head, wishing that she was about 80 lbs. lighter and had the physique of a super model.

"Look, you don't have to pretend to be my friend ok? I'm the fat girl of the school, I get it, I'm always the butt of everyones jokes. So please, if you're trying to play with me or mess with my feelings...please stop." she whispered slightly as her voice wavered slightly, the feelings she felt that caused her to cry earlier beginning to rise up again.

She stepped to walk around him again but was shocked once more when he grabbed her hand gently but with enough force to stop her from walking away,

"Look, I just came to this school 3 days ago and don't have many friends because, as you can see, I'm hanyou and don't have that much social skill," he began scratching the back of his head awkwardly feeling under scruitiny from the errie stare Kagome had pinned on him,

"All I'm trying to do is be a friend. So...whadoyasay,friends?" he ended in one big rush making Kagome burst into a slight smile seeing he was almost as socially awkward as she was.

"I-I guess. My names Kagome. What's yours?" she asked a slight blush coming onto her face as she saw his dog ears perk up in happiness.

"Inuyashsa. So, are you really feeling ok?" he asked causing for her to fall silent as the scene from school replayed in her head.

"Sure," she nodded, sliding a peice of her hair nervously behind her ear, "Just know that you picked an unpopular girl to attatch yourself to. I suggest if you want to salvage your middle school experience you get far away from me as you can. Don't want people thinkin' you're my boyfriend." Kagome advised, being honest with what she said.

"Who cares about those assholes." he sneered making Kagome gasp. "What?" Inuyasha asked looking around as if something was coming to attack him. "You...you cursed." she said in a slight accusing tone. "Is that all!" Inuyasha exclaimed as he then burst out laughing.

"Look, you have a LOT to learn from me, ok?" Inuyasha chuckled as he placed an arm around her shoulder as they then began to walk down the hall, the bell ringing signaling that lunch was over and that it was time to return to class.

'Oh god...like what?' she thought anxiously to herself but felt herself relax at Inuyasha's demeanor, he was the first friend that she had made that junior high school year.

'I want to change...I want to get smaller...so...Inuyasha can like me...' she unconciously found herself thinking, knowing that there was no chance that he would ever go for a girl like her, and the reason he was even being this close to her because he saw her as a friends. A nice, fat, FRIEND.

Well, she was going to do everything in her power to change that. To change herself and her weight.