Chapter 1:
Amaya's POV
My name is Mori Amaya and today is my 15th birthday. Birthday... Birth day. My day of birth. Sounds kind of strange doesn't it? Especially since the people who brought me into this world are now gone forever. After my mother died while giving birth to me, my father gave me to my grandmother. Now some people might think him selfish, but I love my father. I understand why he had to give me up; my parents were very young when they had me, and were not ready for a child. My father was a firefighter and had a very busy work schedule. However, he would always take me out on weekends for some "father-daughter bonding" time. Those were the happiest days of my life. You are probably wondering why I am using past-tense to describe my father. On April 9, 1996 at 3:02 P.M. I was brought in this world, and on April 9, 2011 at the exact minute of my birthday, I got a call that my father perished in a fire. 4 hours later, I am sitting in the same exact spot with my home phone in my hand. I barely knew my father, but I loved him with all my heart and I cannot subside my tears.
I woke up late on Monday morning and barely made it to my school before the tardy bell.
Phew, I made it on time...what am I even doing here? Grandmother said I could stay home today. But if I did, wouldn't that just be a sign of weakness? And I'm not weak, I am strong! Just like my father, the hero-
"Mori-San! Instead of sitting there daydreaming like an incompetent gum ball, how about you read aloud the next paragraph in the story." shouted my English teacher.
I looked down and couldn't understand a word of the story we were reading! Everyone in the classroom laughed as my cheeks flushed bright red. That is, everyone in the class except a girl a couple rows behind me who was hunched over with her eyes closed. I spend the majority of my time reading and, in turn, I don't really have any friends. However, this girl was always kind to me. Heck, she was kind to everybody! Recently, she has been absent a lot with mysterious illnesses and spaces out like she's in another world when she finally returns.
What's that girl's name again? Oh that's right...Kagome.
Kagome's POV
I can't believe it has been a whole week since my last return to modern Japan! My Grampa's latest excuse for my absence is that I got a temporary case of amnesia. Now, everyone is constantly reminding me who they are in case I "forgot them".
Just great. Thanks a lot Gramps.
I shouldn't be too harsh I guess; I know it's hard for my family when I am away on my trips down the well. I was gone for so long during my last visit because Naraku had finally appears again. Who knew that someone so evil could reside in the sacred Mt. Hakurei? After enduring long hard ships, Naraku ended up escaping and Mt. Hakurei collapsed to the ground.
I hope they are all alright. Maybe I shouldn't have returned...Boy, I sure am sleepy. What's the harm in resting my eyes for a bit?
I awoke to the sound of my classmates' booming laughter.
Oh no! I hope the teacher didn't call on me!
I was prepared to speak out to my teacher when I noticed a blonde, curly-haired girl with her face as red as strawberries staring straight at me. She blushed even more and quickly averted her eyes when she noticed that I was awake.
They must all be laughing at her. Poor girl.
A few seconds later, the bell rang, signaling the end of class.
"Everyone may go,"the teacher stated, "except for you Mori-San. Please come up to my desk."
With a snicker, the students filed out of the room in groups. As I was packing up my stuff, I over heard the teacher asking this Mori girl if everything was alright. The girl replied yes with a simple sad nod. With a flick of his hand, the teacher dismissed her from the classroom.
"Hey Mori-San, wait up!"
The girl turned around, shocked to hear my voice shouting her name.
"Please, call me Amaya," the girl finally said.
"Amaya? What a pretty name! My name is-"
"Kagome. I know who you are." She suddenly blushed again. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt you. I just remember hearing your name around the school and we have exchanged words a few times..."
I laughed and told her not to worry. Realizing that I needed to hurry if I wanted to make it to History on time, I said goodbye to Amaya and asked her if she would like to meet me in the main entrance after school. She quickly agreed and I saw her blush one more time before we turned and headed different ways.