Hi hi all you inu-fans out there! Sorry to say buuttt Why Me? will be undergoing some reconstruction! However, have no fear! Nothing in the story line is changing at all. In fact all of your favorite, first chapters will be returned to you shortly with mistakes corrected (in grammer and spelling), facts in better standing with part of the cannon series, and better dialogue and insults headed your way! I am also pleased to inform you that when everything is back up, I have two brand new chapters already written for you, my old beluffled readers who most likely want to stab me in the face right now for not updating in so very very long. The original inu-gang will also be making more appearances in and after the new chapters! To any new readers coming through, and to my dearly beluffled original readers (please don't kill me) I will leave you with the newly rewritten and expanded first chapter! Please stay and read! More updates soon, PROMISE. 3 Angel

Why Me?

What do you get when an American youkai (who believes she's a human) travels to Japan on a class trip and falls into the Bone Eater's Well and finds herself in the Sengoku Jidai? Add in the fact that she contains 1/3 of the soul of a certain clay pot and manages to catch the steely gaze of the Lord of the West himself and you get trouble. Particularly when she looks almost identical to the inu-tachi's Kagome. So, join me as I fall into the ranks of the Demon Lord Sesshomaru, who i find out is a cold cruel demon, the hard way. What would any average north carolina girl think except for 'Why me?' SessxOC InuxKag KIKYOU MUST DIE.

'Oh my god!' I thought staring up at the tall silver haired man, clad in a white and red kimono with a yellow obiThere was a weird fluffy thing on one shoulder, 'Who is that? Why is a totally hot guy calling me wench and holding a very sharp sword to my throat? And who the hell is Inu-Yasha?'

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Inu-Yasha gang or any thing like that. Sad, I know. However, there are a couple original characters that are mine.

Chapter 1

~Japan: 'Cause Where Else Could this Shit Happen?~

"Alright, is every one ready to go? Bags packed and loaded on the bus? Is every one here?" Asked Mrs. Stephens, our school art teacher and backer of our manga club.

"No! Brittany isn't here yet. Oh, scratch that she just pulled in. All present." I replied, smiling. Brittany, my best and slightly crazy friend (then again who was I to talk about crazy?), got out of her Beetle, grabbing her bag for our week long trip to Tokyo, and stowed it under the bus with the other bags. The only bag left out held the snacks for the long ride to the Raleigh airport. She walked over to me as we loaded the big charter bus, in an obvious claim of the seat by me. Cause, you know, being president of the manga club made you ohhh so popular and sought after. We still didn't know why we were taking a charter bus. There were less than thirty-five of us, we didn't really need that much room. We were grateful for the comfort and the TVs though, because the trip to Raleigh was more than four hours (hence also the reason we had snacks.).

"Alright," I began, standing up, "Let's take a vote on what we watch first. Three choices: Bleach: Memories of Nobody, Pretty Soldier Sailor Moon R, or Princess Mononoke. Ok, all in favor of Bleach first." Seven hands went up. "Alright, Sailor Moon?" Ten hands went up. 'Wow, that's a lot of guy hands mixed in with those girls,' I mused supressing a snicker. "Princess Mononoke?" Thirteen hands went up, fourteen with my vote. "Okay,Princess Mononoke wins with fourteen votes, then we'll watch Sailor Moon with ten votes, finally Bleach with seven. Every one alright with that?" Nods and murmurs of agreement swept the bus. I nodded, put in the first movie, and returned to my seat.

"I am soooooo excited, a week and a day out of school! How did you convince -so-far-up-my-ass-it's-lost to let us leave on a Friday and stay gone for seven days!" Brittany chirped at me, reffering to our school's principal Mr. Power.

"Blackmail, what else?" I grinned evilly, thinking of the picture I knew his wife would love to see. I breifly considered showing his wife the damning picture anyway, then thought better of it. I may need it again when I get back. We continued to alternate chattering, sleeping, and watching the movies for the rest of the ride, to Mrs. Stephens' amusement. The over-excited chatter was nonstop the whole fourteen hour flight, aggravating passengers who were trying to sleep. No one in the club slept on that flight for a minute, even Mrs. Stephens, whose grand mother, as it turns out, had been Japanese. It appeared that we had gotten out most of our exaustion on the bus to Raleigh and were left too keyed up to even dream of sleeping.

The stewardesses and other passengers never looked so happy to see the back of us when everyone disembarked the 747 in the Haneda Airport. It was about 8 am and several business men that we had kept awake glared furiously at us. We all laughed at each other and made our way to the baggage claim. A thought passed through my mind and cast a shadow over my smile in an instant as we retrieved our luggage. Brittany looked at me with concern, instanly seeming to know where my mind was.

"Aymi, don't. Please don't mope while you're here. He would be happy that you are finally getting to see the place your family came from. He would want you to have fun and relax, not think of him and start crying again." My best friend pleaded with me. The woman knew me all too well. "If nothing else, enjoy yourself for Ty, ok?"

I took a deep breath, pushing the sadness from my mind, "You are right. I won't get this oppertunity again, since my parents don't like coming here anymore. I should have fun, for both me and Ty. He would want it that way, wouldn't he?"

"Yes, my dear evil twinny, he would." Brittany gave me her signature cheesey smile.

…Several hours later, around noon…

"Ok, everyone, stick close together! The first person that gets away from the group will have caused us to begin using the dreaded Kindergarten Buddy System! Dun dun dun! Alright, first stop, Tokyo tower." Mrs. Stephens announced dramatically with a laugh. Actually, the tower was our only educational stop on the whole trip besides the harbor, which we were only going to see because everyone wanted to. The rest of the trip would be conventions and shrines anyone may pass and decide to stare at and take pictures of. We all rolled our eyes at her "kindergarten buddy system" threat, inspite of the fact we knew that she meant it and would make everyone of us find a buddy and hold hands the entire trip. Still, it's kind of a funny thing when you think about it. High schoolers from all four grades wandering in a group holding hands like children... That would indeed be a sight.

The tower was amazing! You could see all of Tokyo and a bit farther around it. We milled around staring at the breath taking view and going down stairs to go in and out of the gift shops and restaraunts. Mrs. Stephens had given up on keeping everyone together inside the tower and resigned herself to waiting by the elevators. After a while, all of us had ended up on the viewing platform together, much to our chaperone's delight.

"Hey guys! The festival starts in about an hour! We better get going!" I called to my friends, gathering them from the areas by the windows. Little did I know how traveling to that festival would change everything. We should have taken a train or bus, but no, we had to walk. In the decision to walk was where all my troubles began and what troubles I have.

Many complaints rose from my fellow club members about walking through the crowded streets to the festival that was a mile away at some high school. It was their yearly cultural festival and we were all curious to see if it was like we had all read or imagined. I shut them up quickly by asking if they would rather be at school working. Ahh, the perks of being club president, no one talks back. The walk was much more pleasant after my outburst and the end of all the whining. A bit later down the street, I heard a clatter as my phone and mp3 player hit the ground. I stopped, stupidly forgetting to halt the others and our chaperone, to pick them up and return them safely to my pockets-my second mistake of the day. 'Shit,' I thought, seeing that they were gone.

I continued to move in my inital direction as though I knew what was going on and I had a purpose. Hah, that was a laugh, I didn't have a clue. Finally, I found a quiet and quaint looking place along the way. I was at Higurashi Shrine, according to the rude man I asked and the sign I read by the stairs leading to the old buildings. I climbed the steps with one goal in mind, to ask for directions and all the while hoping that I wouldn't be asking someone who used a different dialect than my parents. I reached the top and set out across the grass to the small home on the grounds. I knocked to no avail. I moved around to the shrine and looked for someone there. I looked all over the grounds, pausing only to look over a tall, ancient looking tree with a scar high up on it's trunk. I decided that I would also ask who ever I found if I could take a picture of the old tree so I could try to sketch it later. I liked it, it was beautifu; and held a regal character. I could only imagin what it had seen.

I was about to give up and go elsewhere, when I heard a noise coming from an old well house. The door was ajar, assuming that the caretaker, priest or miko must be in there, I went in only to find it was a pudgy orange and white cat. It purred rubbing against my legs. I thought that I must have looked like its owner or that it was just very friendly. I bent to pet it a moment before walking foreword, toward the well. Curiosity pulled me like an unseen magical force. The cat wound itself between my legs as I reached the edge of the well, tripping me and I fell in over the side. I expected to hit the bottom of the rather deep, dry well hard, but instead there was a floating sensation and I gently touched down on my knees. I blinked when I realized I was wincing like an idiot for nothing and looked up at my surroundings. Gone was the roof of the old well house, and a bright blue sky had taken it's place. The air was different too. It smelled fresh and pure, even better than in the mountains at home. The only problem was how to get out of the well and figure out where the hell I was. How I got there seemed freaky, but obvious. It's hard not to realize that it was the well when a) you know what falling is supposed to feel like, b) what you expirienced wasn't it, and c) there was nothing else it could have been unless fluffy back there had been a genie. I was pretty sure that the cat wasn't a genie, soo... Yeah.

I looked at the sides of the well to to determine which of the vines might be able to support my weight. Finding my path out, I climbed up them with little difficulty. My head poked over the top and what I saw made me nearly pass out. I climbed over and sat on the edge. Where the hell was I? All I could see around me was a large old tree and a forest on one side and a few grassy hills and a small village, built in the style of ancient Japan, on the other side. A small, child-like shout reached my ears, "Kagome! You're back! Yay!"

The next thing I knew I saw a flash of orange flying at me and a small boy with pointed ears and a fox's tail and feet was in my lap, hugging me. Needless to say, I squeaked, my throat closed to tight to scream. He was dressed in a tiny haroi and hakama and was decidedly not human. Freaked out did not even begin to describe the level of "OH MY GOD" I was at anymore. Things had gone from old Twilight Zone shit to straight up Stephen King novel strange. Hell, things may have even hit Michael Jackson on the wierd-o-meter.

Then I heard more voices, a man and a woman's, "Shippou? Where are you?"

"Kagome! You're back!" The woman who had called for Shippou and a houshi called in unison. The trio spoke the same dialect as my parents, so understanding them was fairly easy. I calmed myself down enough to focus on not speaking English to them.

"Who in god's name is Kagome? Who are you, and what is he?" I managed to say finally, pointing to the little fox creature in my lap. The woman and the monk froze, staring at me like they had seen a ghost or something.

"Eh?" The little one, apparently Shippou, stopped and sniffed at my shirt. "You're not Kagome…You sure do smell similar though..." he sniffed again then jumped back, startling me, "Miroku! Sango! She's a demon! One from Kagome's world!"

"Eh?" It was my turn to stop and go blank. I looked at the three, determining that Miroku had to be the houshi, the woman in the boomerang had to be Sango, and I figured out the little boy-fox-thing was Shippou already. Every one of them was dressed in the style of Fuedal Japan. I felt like I had fallen through the well to some sort of strange cult. "I'm not a demon! At least, not that I know of… I didn't even think they existed 'til I saw this little guy! Wait, don't get defensive! I'm not going to attack I can't! Phew! Thank you. Where am I?" I asked. The trio looked at each other knowingly, before explaining to me the story of a girl called Kagome and where I was. I was shocked when they started their story with the year and the village. I was in Tokyo alright, well Edo, in the Sngoku Jidai! What I didn't know was that they had left out one important persom from their tale.

Then it became my turn, "My name is Ayumi Sumiyoshi, I'm from a country called America, apparently in the future…" I began my tale of our field trip and how I ended up in the well and in front of the Demon Slayer, the Monk and the fox kit.

"So your parents are Japanese? I see, but you were born else where. " The girl said.

"Well, that's interesting. So I'm in feudal Japan, great." I muttered to myself. Then I stood, and after a moment's thought, turned back to the well.

"Where are you going?" Shippou asked.

"Home." I replied simply, the trio nodded and waved good-bye before turning back and walking towards the little village that was Edo. I jumped over the side of the Bone Eater's Well, landing with a hard thump on the bottom. No floaty feeling. I cursed. I got to my feet dusting off my jeans, looking up I confirmed my suspicion that I would see blue sky over head instead of the well house roof. It appeared that I couldn't get back. I climbed out of the well, crying. I couldn't get back home. I just didn't understand why the well wouldn't send me back again. I sniffed a bit, drying my eyes a few minutes later. I stood up and faced the forest. Going to the village would mean strange looks and more cases of mistaken identity and that was not something I wanted right then. Not to mention, since aparently demons existed -at least in this time, I really didn't want to be attacked or killed because I looked dangerous or different.

It could be worse. I could be dead, dying, hurt, or in some deep shit with some powerful demon or human lord... Oh well, it wouldn't hurt to go exploring since I'm stuck here. I thought to myself. I could not have been more wrong, by the way.

"Damn it! I can't believe I walked for ten minutes and am already lost!" I muttered furiously. I had just flopped angrily against a tree, when suddenly I heard a loud cracking noise and a tree branch fell in front of me, missing me by inches. I jumped back wards screaming as a large thing…a… a demon fell with it right in front of me. It was massive. The thing had the body of a man from the waist up and that of a snake for it's lower half. The skin around it's face and torso was tinged a disgusting shade of green and was pulled tightly across it's bones making the monster seem like a walking corpse. It's eyes were a bright, glowing green and were sunken deep in their sockets.

"You look delicccciousssss" The snake-like creature hissed, showing long fangs dripping poison. "Nothing like a sssssweet little defesssslessssss demonesssss for lunch."

"UGH! What is it with me being called a demon in this damned world! I am not a demon! Jeez what are you anyway?" I growled, more angry than afraid now. My hands were on my hips and I glared furiously at the moster, inspite of the rapid rythm of my heart caused by fear.

"I ssssssee, the Inu pup dosssssen't know that ssssssshe'ssss a demon! How abssssoulutely deliccccioussss! I won't have to fight for my meal! I am Sssen, the Sssnake demon." The thing hissed, before striking. The fear was back. Oh yes, i was definitely afraid again. I leapt out of the way and ran. I didn't know where I was going, nor did I realize I had been screaming for help until I heard a man's voice command for me to silence myself and to stop running. I felt like I had been told to shut the fuck up and get out of the way, though his words were old fashioned and civil.

The man formed some kind of energy whip, slashing the foul creature into pieces in seconds. I stared, jaw dropped. He was handsome, with out a doubt. His knee length silver hair cascaded down his back, magenta stripes adorned his cheeks and a blue, waxing crescent moon mark was on his fore head. His dark golden eyes were cold when he turned to me, full of hatred. I stumbled back, afraid.

"You, wench, what are you doing here? Where is my half brother, where is Inu-Yasha?" He said, drawing a sword and holdint it's point at my throat.

'Oh my god!' I thought staring up at the tall silver haired man clad in a white and red kimono with a yellow obi with some fluffy thing on one shoulder, 'Who is that? Why is a totally hot guy calling me wench and holding a very sharp sword to my throat? And who the hell is Inu-Yasha?'

"Answer me wench! This Sesshomaru is not patient with fools" He said coldly, face expressionless. That asshole sounded almost bored!

"Who is Inu-Yasha? What are you talking about?" I said, trying to steady my voice, to hide my fear. I failed and rather epically at that.

"You aren't his wench, that miko. You aren't even human." He said after a moment, his sniffing of the air far less obvious than the kit's had been earlier. I stared blankly at him, resisting the urge to look at him and say "Aww, really? NO SHIT!" I got the feeling that he would have no trouble using that ketana to kill me right there, so I kept the comment to myself rather successfully.

"What are you doing here then, you are clearly not from this time" He stated after a moment, still not moving the blade and observing my clothing.

"I'm from the same time as Kagome, who I'm assuming is the miko you are talking about, if that's what you mean. AND WHY THE HELL IS EVERYONE SAYING I'M NOT HUMAN?" I had pretty much had enough by this time and let my irritation stupidly push my fear to the side. He put away the ketana and in a flash had me pinned to a tree by the throat, constricting my breath.

"I will not tolerate that kind of disrespect by a senseless pup. You will hold your tongue, wench." He growled. He still looked little more than bored and his expression had never changed once. Even as he growled, his tone scarcely held any emotion.

"My name... is Ayumi... not wench... bastard." I winced through clenched teeth and his grip tightened. I couldn't breath at all now.

"Sesshomaru-sama! Please don't hurt her!" A small, raven haired girl appeared with the ugliest looking little green thing I had ever seen at her heels, yelling for her to leave Sesshomaru alone. The young girl ignored the thing and Sesshomaru's glare shut it up. The girl couldn't have been more than eight and she gave him the cutest puppy-eyes look I had ever seen.

"Alright Rin," I was surprised to hear him concede after a few moments arguing. "It can't be said that this Sesshomaru has never done anything for you."

"Never, Sesshomaru-sama! You have done lots for Rin already! You saved Rin's life and haven't killed Rin's friends and lots more!" The little girl smiled brightly at the man, his expression softened ever so slightly. He released my throat and I fell to the ground coughing. I gave him my 'most furious glare of ultimate death and destruction,' as Brittany called it, from where I sat massaging my sore neck.

"Jackass..." I muttered furiously. I heard the ugly whatever-it-was begin to rage at me, banging an odd looking two-headed staff on the ground. I senseed a blow coming from the way the thing raised it. I moved quickly and caught the staff before it hit me. I looked up at the little green thing, eyes glowing with anger. I growled nastily at it, "I do not have an earthly clue what the fuck you are, frankly I don't care, BUT don't you ever, ever try to hit me again. I mean NEVER. Making me angry is the last thing your ugly green hide wants to do." The thing reminded me of an annoying insect that I was so very willing to squish.

What ever it was spluttered in half fury-half fright, "Don't talk about Lord Sesshomaru like that!" He took the odd staff and ran behind the laughing little girl and the 'Lord'.

"What are you anyway?" I asked rudely to the man that saved my life before trying to take it himself. I got to my feet glaring coldly at him, brushing off my clothes. I earned myself a nasty glare from the thing, though 'Lord Sesshomaru' remained outwardly unaffected.

"Inu youkai. Much like you, only older and more in control of my power." He answered me in the same bored voice. Stoic pain in the ass. Still, I got the distinct feeling he wanted to hit me, like his little side kick, or worse.

"Alright, I give up. What makes the people in this world think I'm a flipping demon?" I half-sighed, half-growled in irritation.

"Because you are, you foolish, rude, stubborn-!" The toad-thingy began, rounding on me.

"Jaken!" The demon said, with a cold glare. Jaken shut up, fast.

"I will train you, and prove it to you, then. Before you get killed and Rin gets upset." I just shrugged and fell back to the little girl.

"Thank you, Rin-chan. You saved my life. You know, you remind me a lot of my little sister back home. Her name is Rei and she's about your age, I think. So, sweetie, how exactly did you meet Mr. Personality?" I smiled, picking the little girl up for a piggy back ride as we followed the taiyoukai. She smiled back, beginning her tale of how the ass in front of us brought her back from the dead.

Okay guys, so first chapter re-write, like I said at the beginning. :) Please be wonderful, lovely readers and REVIEW. Thanks, I appreciate it. I took the time to fix stuff and add stuff, cause I'm awesome. So show me a little love, kay? Next re-write should be up shortly, since I'm starting on it the minute this goes up. A good estimate would be, you know... a couple hours to sometime thursday before midnight. Look for it sooner rather than later.

Ayumi: Yay! we sound so much cooler! Maybe people will read us, right Rin?

Rin: Yes! I hope so.

Sesshomaru: Hn *glare*

Ayumi: Why are you such an ass?

Sess: *glare*

Jaken: *swings staff at Ayumi*

Me: Really guys? Stop it. *flicks Sess and steps on Jaken*

Ayumi: So are we gonna do something fun next chapter?

Me: Yeeess... Mayybee. Sess may even be mildly cool. But you'll have to wait an see!

Sess: This Sesshomaru is always "cool"

Me and cast: ...

See you all next time! 3 Ice Hearted Angel

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