Sirens and So On

By-The.stupid.authress.person

10/30/2005

Kagome had always been a siren, since before she was born – she had never become a siren. She just…was a siren. Sort of. However, she did not have the body of a bird as sirens used to in ancient Greece. She looked like a normal – but beautiful – girl. No feathers or wings, nothing. Whenever she wanted a guy to notice her she would sing. Always out of the corner of her eye she could see them looking at her longingly.

Whenever that happened Kagome would tuck her long raven hair behind her ear and pretend not to see them, using her magnificent, clear, blue-green eyes to look at something else as if it had caught her attention. Never being aware that she was actually a siren, Kagome led a normal life and was happy with things…until a certain demonic vampire came into Tokyo.

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Sesshomaru entered the Hinori Shrine and looked around through his dark shades. His long silvery hair was pulled back into a low ponytail and he wore a white suit with black shoes and a slightly shining grey-black shirt. He was handsome but however handsome he was, Kagome never noticed him while she swept burnt cherry blossom petals off of the floor so that it would not look cluttered.

She was humming a peaceful melody as she swept, slightly dancing too. It looked like a mix between ballet and martial arts but it was very fluid and calm. Sesshomaru closed his eyes for a moment, stopping in his tracks – she smelled wonderful. She smelled like sea water and sand despite the fact that she hadn't been to the ocean since the previous summer.

"You are a siren, are you not?" Sesshomaru finally asked when he was directly behind Kagome. Having not noticed him standing three inches away from her before, Kagome dropped her broom and durned around, sliding backwards and putting herself in fighting stance, her long strands of raven hair falling down her back and hanging free while two sections were banded together with white ribbons.

"What did you say?" Kagome asked him, looking slightly angry.

"You are a siren, are you not? You smell like a siren," he was suddenly behind Kagome, speaking directly into her ear while playing with one of the sections of hair in the ribbons. "Like sea water and sand. But you do not look like a siren...What are you?"the side of his face brushed lightly against her ear as he spoke; his voice suddenly became sharp. Shivers traveled up and down Kagome's spine.

Kagome turned around and looked at Sesshomaru and grabbed his glasses from the bridge of his nose. "I am not a siren. You, however, are demonic – am I correct? Or is the red aura coming from you not that of a demon but of…" Kagome paused and ran a nail up the vein on his neck and pursing her rosy lips slightly, "a vampire?"

"You may be correct or," Sesshomaru stole his glasses back in one fluid movement, also setting them back in their proper place in front of his eyes. She was definitely an interesting siren – he had to admit that. "You might not be. I'll be seeing you." he said and turned away from Kagome, "Siren," he added the last part and jogged down the white steps of the shrine, trying desperately to rid his mind of Kagome's song of sirens.

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Kagome blinked. That was truly odd, beyond anything she'd ever witnessed. "Me?! A Siren?!" Kagome asked the air, shocked. Quickly finishing her sweeping, Kagome placed her miko uniform on a hook and slung a white messenger bag over her shoulder then jogged down the white steps and towards her high school – the last day she'd ever be forced to spend there. Kagome played with the hem of her green skirt for a bit while looking at the blue and white bracelet on her wrist of which was composed of white and blue glass making many S's around her wrist as if they were the ocean. Kagome had had that bracelet since she was born. When she came out of her mother's womb she was actually holding it in her tiny hands – of course, everyone was wondering what Mrs. Higruashi had been eating, seeing as her daughter came out of the womb playing with glass. She refused to let it go.

'Maybe the S's stand for Siren…I dobt it, but maybe…' Kagome continued to think about how she might actually be a siren – no matter how much she told herself it was stupid to think she was a siren. After all, Sirens died out many years ago.

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Kagome rushed out of the Starbucks, praying Sesshomaru had not seen her. Of course, he did – he'd noticed she was there before she even entered the building. Her smell had intoxicated him – yet again, even after many months.

It was Halloween, therefore Kagome was on her way to work at the old fair grounds for the Haunted House that would be opened in a few hours. She'd bumped into Sesshomaru many times since their first encounter, and Kagome always pretended not to see him until she was sure he was looking away. When that happened Kagome would steal a glance at him and give a small smile to no one. She would then usually bump into something and quickly leave – to be stopped by Sesshomaru because she'd left something.

Her orange blazer had a coffee stain on it's sleeve because of an unfortunate spill of coffee – it was Sesshomaru's fault, though – and Kagome blotted at it with a napkin then wiped dirt off of her black T-shirt and an orange pleaded skirt. Her shoes sort of matched; they were a pair of black boots with white fur poking out where long shoelace ties held them closed around Kagome's feet.

Clutching her bag at her side, Kagome jogged to the street corner, looked around, and crossed the street. After a while she finally got to the Fair Grounds, people were already setting up tents and bringing in things for the Halloween Festival that night. A very large dark house loomed in the background and Kagome continued jogging towards it then stopped with four cups of coffee in her hands, collapsing into a chair next to the old, beat up, grey door. A girl with long, dark brown hair walked over to Kagome and grabbed one of the cups of coffee.

"Morning, Kagome," she said then fell into the wicker chair and sipped her coffee, "Guess what?"

Kagome looked at Sango with much curiosity, "What?"

Sango grinned, "Tonight Miroku and I are going to be running the back rooms of the haunted house as Mr. and Mrs. Dracula." Kagome smiled. How that was good was a little unapparent if you didn't know Sango very well. She had liked Miroku for a while but Miroku's hands had minds of their own and liked to wander.

However, when they were alone Miroku could actually be okay with Sango. Kagome had never seen Miroku not grope her best friend, but odds were that it had to happen sometime and just because she didn't see it didn't mean it wasn't true. "That's great! I have to work the front with some guy named Sesshomaru – we're also in charge of fixing anything that goes wrong."

Sango gave Kagome a thumbs up and bit her lip, "Fun." They both took sips of their coffee and looked around until a guy with jet black hair pulled back into a rat tail and wearing a purple shirt advertising the carnival walked by, stealing a cup of coffee from Kagome and sitting on Sango's wicker chair with Sango on his lap. They looked cute together, Kagome had to admit – especially since they matched with their black pants and shoes, as well as the shirts advertising for the Carnival that was to be held that night.

"Morning, Kagome. Thanks for the coffee," Miroku stuffed a bagel into his mouth and washed it down with his coffee and smiled. There was an extra cup of coffee and Kagome looked around before standing up and walking into the large house while waving to Sango and Miroku.

"Hey, Koga!" Kagome called out, waving to a guy with emotionless blue eyes and long black hair of which he wore tied back in the top of his head, "I brought you coffee because I'm the nicest person who ever lived. Enjoy it while you can!" Kagome was now on her way across the room and carrying two heavy boxes into the back where it was silent and away from most commotion.

There was an old black sign on the door with curved white letters of which reminded her of Resident Evil – only it read Witchcraft. Dropping both of the boxes onto the floor Kagome sat down and bounced slightly once, twice, three times. There was a loose floor board below Kagome – she shifted next to it and lifted the wooden board, looking inside. There was a dusty leather-bound book of which Kagome grabbed and set on her lap.

"…White and Black Light creatures of the Land…1492?" Kagome read out the title and opened the book. A sudden inexplicable gust of wind blew past Kagome, flipping the pages of the book to two pages – Sirens and Vampires. So Kagome started reading

"Sirens are creatures with the head of a female and the body of a bird. They lived on an island (Sirenum scopuli; three small rocky islands) and with the irresistible charm of their song they lured mariners to their destruction on the rocks surrounding their island.

The Argonauts have escaped them for when he heard their song, Orpheus immediately realized the peril they were in. He took out his lyre and sang a song so clear and ringing that it drowned the sound of those lovely fatal voices. The Sirens sing when they are approached, their words even more enticing than the melody. They would give knowledge to every man who came to them, they said, ripe wisdom and a quickening of the spirit. Men's hearts run with longing when both seeing and hearing the sirens."

There was more on sirens but it was only talking about how Sirens were regarded as daughters of the storm god Achelous, and how they were nymphs – the play-mates of Persephone. There was also something on how Sirens had first lived on Atlantis, but most left for the three small rocky islands. The page on Vampires had more historical information, however.

"Vampires, the gods' hatred contained in single beings, first appeared outside Atlantis to destroy all in the city. They could not pass through the city's barrier because they had no blood. Instead, they waited outside the barrier for them to come out. Only one person ever came out, and was the leader of the society. The woman tried to reason with the leader of the vampire 'army,' but to no avail. The leader fell in love with the woman, and tried to warn her in private of the attack that was going to be made on everything around and in the city. The message never got through, and all in Atlantis died. Vampires have been sucking blood to keep it in their systems long enough to get into Atlantis and ask forgiveness."

The rest was just about their habits, etc. Kagome heard someone approaching and stopped reading abruptly, dropping the large book under the loose floorboard and grabbed a box-cutter. There was a loud ripping noise and Kagome was hastily grabbing a glass cauldron glazed over red and black diamonds. There was a black and white fog mixing inside the cauldron of which had no source. It just…was. Kagome blew on the fog and it erupted around her until she was no longer sitting on the dusty floor of the haunted house but inside a large sphere with many dark black caves washed with red water that looked suspiciously like blood.

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End of chapter one! Sorry to IF Fans; I've been setting up this story for a while and I had to do a lot of research ASIDE from everything else I have to work on so…yeah. I'll update this soon and then get back to IF – this is a relatively short story, seeing as its only going to be ten chapters unless I get a lot of love for it. Hasta!

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