okay as said in the summary this is a modernized tale spun around my favorite OTP and everyone's favorite fluffy baka-inu xD hope you enjoy this. sorry if the chap is too short to some readers, just consider this chap as a pilot chap, yeah? anywho, i'll shut up now and let you read. enjoy~
disclaimer: InuYasha in its entirety belongs to Takahashi Rumiko; my OCs belong to me.
The chorus of the song "Reraito" rang out loudly in the dim bedroom.
"Fer the love of Pete…" A slender arm slipped out from the pale gray sheets of the bed harboring the sleeping teenager covered up to the top of the head with the gray sheets and dark purple camouflage comforter; the arm formed a fist from the small hand and said fist crashed down onto the SNOOZE button of the silver alarm clock on the teenager's nightstand.
Said teen grumbled and rolled over to face the wall painted a pale grayish-lilac, her light gray eyes opening stiffly to stare at the bottom part of a poster of 'Do As Infinity' that was tacked to the wall near her bed.
She mentally swore as she realized the alarm clock's loud noise marked today as the first day of her junior-year transfer to Shikon Academy.
God, why today? And why me…? Her mind trailed off at the last mental question as she recalled how much she'd busted her ass in junior high and two years of her high school life to get to where she was: a straight A student with a less-than-zero-percent social life and more-than-enough art pencils to throw out the window.
Well, the art pencil thing was something her mother often threatened her with if she didn't stop lazing about the house and do something productive with her life after homework was done.
Of course she didn't get on her case as often as she did her little sister (who, in retrospect was only two years younger than her humble age of seventeen); her grades were as good as her own, A's and B's here or there, even though her social life was more boisterous than that of her older sister's, which didn't surprise her.
Speaking of the devil…
"Onee-chan, Mama said you're going to be late!" A light pounding sounded on her door.
She groaned and ignored it. "I'm not going!" She hollered through the comforter and sheets.
The door was thrown open to let the light from the hall and rest of the house stream into the dim bedroom as the form of her younger sister stood there in the doorway with a hand on her hip; the younger Daiyokai was pretty and fair-skinned, with blue eyes the color of soft skies and cobalt hair that was tinged blue if you looked at it closely (which, coincidentally, was held up in a high ponytail today).
Korihime spotted the lump beneath the purple camouflage comforter and she clicked her tongue, rolling her eyes before stepping into the room and stopping short of the foot of the bed, reaching to yank the comforter and sheets off her sister's curled-up form swiftly and sharply.
Her sister growled and shut her eyes tightly, shuddering and clinging to her pillow. "Shove off, Kori-chan! It's too early…!" She groaned.
She rolled her eyes again and sighed. "If you keep fighting you realize Mama will come in and pour a bucket of water over you." She warned calmly, folding her arms across her ample bust.
Her light gray eyes shot open at the warning and she shuddered: their mother would do just that so long as it woke up her firstborn child.
With a growled curse and grunt of reluctant defeat she rolled over to sit up stiffly and yawn widely, stretching her arms infront of her and flexing her fingers, popping her neck from one side to the next before rolling her shoulders.
Her sister deadpanned at her morning routine, watching her shuffle out from bed to stand before her in just her sleep shirt –a baggy black band shirt that said 'Girugamesh' in bold Old English yellow lettering—and her pair of green track shorts with a black star on the left hip; she lifted a slender arm to rub the back of her neck gingerly, running her fingers through her tousled-and-slightly-curly ebony black hair.
Getsuei was prettier than her sister and was a little darker than her younger sister's skin tone, olive-skinned which was a rarity in their family, and she was technically petite (even at the height of five-foot-one) with light gray eyes she'd inherited from their father's side.
"Good morning, sunshine!" She beamed lightly, loving to be the chipper one in the morning if solely just to aggravate her big sister.
She jabbed two fingers into her forehead and passed by her, grumbling. "Piss off, sunshine." She growled.
She sweatdropped and rubbed the spot where she'd been poked gingerly, exhaling. Her big sister, even though she was supposed to be the example of maturity for her humble kid sister, was far from it. She cursed like a sailor and only obeyed their parents because she knew that's where she gained her temper from; it was a miracle she even survived junior high and two years at their old high school with such an independent and rebellious attitude.
Korihime watched her sister finish fixing herself up in the bathroom across the hall from her room before trudging back in to throw on her new uniform –which consisted of a navy blazer, a lilac vest, a pale gray button-up longsleeve shirt under the vest, and a black skirt that would have the boys drooling over her legs—before stepping out of the room with her red bag slung over her shoulder, said bag carrying various key-chains on the main zipper.
Getsuei had, mostly at the expense of pissing off her new teachers, decided to wear her favorite combat boots she'd gotten for her fifteenth birthday from her mother's friend Izayoi as a belated gift.
Her sister rolled her eyes. "Must you wear those things?" She wondered, she being the doting average student and wearing the customary black clogs with dark gray stockings.
"A good start is always on the wrong foot, Kori-chan." She smirked lightly before leading the way to the kitchen to snag a bottle of water from the refrigerator and hurry out the door.
"Yeah, sure," she mumbled, following calmly at her sister's wake. Leave it to Getsu-onee to always start things off on the wrong foot, she thought.
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The dull chime of the warning bell ringing in the mid-fall air made his ears hurt.
Whoever had installed that damn thing, they obviously didn't give a rat's ass about the hearing of the poor unfortunate souls… erm, students, that would be attending the academy.
"Oi, what's with you? You look pissier than usual, nii-san." The cocky voice of his younger brother stirred his attention away from glaring daggers up at the belltower.
His gold eyes glanced over at his right to meet his brother's likewise-gold orbs that were more innocent and childish, further fueling the general population's belief that he was the baby of their family.
"It's nothing so try and keep your mouth shut until class starts." He replied dryly.
His younger brother sniffed and a pout-like line formed on his lips before he clicked his tongue and grumbled. "Someone took their bitch pills this morning…" He mused under his breath.
"Piss off, baka-inu." He silenced him with the usual insult he would voice if he was truly annoyed and borderline-pissed, stuffing his hands into the front pockets of his academy blazer he'd left open to let his neck breathe.
"Hey, mutt brothers!" Both gold-eyed brothers looked up to see the owner of the sarcastic term of endearment waving at them from amidst a throng of (what looked to be) freshman girls sporting their academy's uniform.
The older of the two brothers rolled his eyes at the scene, eyeing his younger sibling as he smirked widely at the sophomore's comment, his arms folding behind his head leisurely.
"Oh look it's InuYasha!" One of the throng of girls piped up as she looked up past the girls crowding the main 'target', making the rest of them perk up like dogs.
"Wah, and Sesshomaru-sempai too!" Another girl squealed before the throng abandoned the main sophomore and bum-rushed the brothers as they drew closer to the scene before the gates and crowded around them, making both boys stand back-to-back to avoid getting separated or stripped against their will by the hormone-crazed girls.
The second sophomore, a black-haired boy with tanned skin and striking blue eyes, deadpanned at the sight and rolled his eyes. "Sheesh, just because their hair color is natural and they're the sons of the dean they get all the girls they want…" He grumbled.
"Hey, Koga!" A voice declared, perking his ears; he turned to see two girls walking to the gates, an ebony-haired olive skinned girl with gray eyes in the lead with a cobalt-haired fair skinned girl with blue eyes walking towards him.
His eyes lit up as he instantly recognized the one in the lead. "Well, I'll be damned. Getsu, it's been a while. I didn't think you'd transferred here; thought you were still over in Nagasaki." He declared, pulling the girl into a one-armed hug.
She chuckled and smiled, punching his shoulder affectionately. "Guess it has; but no, my father's work gave him a permanent position here in Tokyo so we moved. God what's it been, three years?" She wondered, inwardly pouting at still being a head shorter than her friend she'd made in the last year of junior high.
"Epic, where're you living? Pfah, something like that. Geez, you look ten times as beautiful as you did in junior high, moon girl!" Koga smirked confidently as was his way.
Getsuei rolled her eyes and punched him again, smirking back despite the punch. "Still a charmer, no matter what. It makes me not want to know about your love life. We're living near Shinjuku." She replied.
"Damn straight, still got the girls chasing my tail… Speaking of which, is this your sister?" He looked at her sister next, surprising the younger girl.
Korihime blushed slightly when their stares locked before she huffed and smiled good-naturedly. "Korihime, s' nice to meet the infamous 'cocky-ladies'-man' Getsu-onee mentioned a while back." She nodded.
"'Korihime'? I'd hope your personality doesn't reflect your name, princess." Koga smirked again, the smirk wider but still containing his usual cockiness.
She rolled her eyes and chuckled, shrugging. "Nice try but before you try asking me out, mind walking me to class?" She asked, perking his ears.
He nodded and smiled, looking at her sister. "See you later, Getsu." He bid her farewell, walking alongside her sister up the stairs leading to the front door.
Getsu watched them leave and smiled with a soft shake of her head. Typical Koga, she thought.
"Sesshomaru-sempai please?"
"For the last time, no; come along, InuYasha, before we're both late…" A low and calm voice sounded from the side, perking her ears.
"Head's up!" A boy on a bike was rushing along the sidewalk, making the throng of girls that had surrounded the two brothers yelp in unison and scramble closer to the two brothers and campus building, making a domino-effect scene break out as ten girls tumbled over each other one after the other until the last girl tumbled onto the oldest of the two brothers; he narrowly dodged getting knocked down (unfortunately his brother was a different case…), tripping on a girl's bag strap and yelping before crashing into another body.
A loud curse from both parties rang out in the early morning air.
The throng of girls slowly looked up at the sound; the younger brother looked up as well and his big gold eyes widened a little.
His older brother, the one who was more dignified and posh in the face of public society, was sprawled ontop of a girl with shoulder-length ebony black hair.
Both parties opened their eyes stiffly, grumbling curses; the offender's gold eyes locked onto the innocent's silver eyes and their stares held.
It only took half a second before they scrambled apart as quickly as they'd fallen against each other, standing upright like a rod and setting a glower on each other.
"Real smooth, ladies' man." The girl spat.
He snorted. "'Me'? I wasn't the one standing there staring into space." He retorted.
His brother scrambled away from the girls to trot over before an argument could start, skidding to a halt to place both arms out to block both his brother and the stranger girl from continuing the insult volley. "Hey hold it! Before you two start barking at each other, calm down, wouldja?" He barked.
His brother scowled and reluctantly backed down at his request; the girl relaxed her posture and folded her arms over her chest.
"So who do I put the blame on for making me late?" She wondered dryly of the siblings.
The younger one, a boy with silver hair tied back in a loose ponytail by a red hair-tie and gold eyes much like the eyes of the jerk who fell on her (if not as serious), blinked before he smiled sheepishly. "Sorry about that. My name's InuYasha; Taisho InuYasha. And that's my older brother, Sesshomaru. What's your name?" He asked, extending a hand to her.
She took it and shook lightly before dropping his hand. "Daiyokai Getsuei, but I prefer 'Getsu'. Wait, you're both Taisho? Huh, go figure, running into the two heirs of Shikon Academy. Sorry for snapping." She replied, her own sheepish smile forming on her full lips as her gray eyes looked apologetic when meeting the younger boy's big gold eyes.
"Y'kinda had a right, so it's cool. Oi, don't you have something to say to Getsu?" InuYasha nudged his brother, seeing him shoot him a look.
Sesshomaru cleared his throat and looked at the girl. "Not really, no." He replied.
Getsu cocked a brow before she snorted, her arms hugging her ribs. "Well, I see your father's kindness was wasted on you. InuYasha, would you be the better gentleman and guide me to the admin office? I was going to head there first before going to my first class, but… well, the rest is history." She looked at his baby brother and smiled kindly.
He smiled slightly, ignoring the burning scowl sent at him from his brother, before nodding. "No problem; c'mon, let's go." He replied.
She beamed and walked at his side up the stairs.
His brother glared daggers after the girl's retreating back.
How dare she be so… insolent? She must be new, otherwise she would've fawned over him like the rest of the girls that had bum-rushed both he and his brother so damn early in the morning… Her attitude was perfectly horrid and to top it off, she all-but-reeked of rebellion, from to the indignant fire in her light gray eyes to the black nail polish on her fingernails to the scuffed black combat boots she wore on her feet, a substitute for their academy's standard shoe requirement...
"Nii-san, you coming?" His brother hollered, perking his ears.
Sesshomaru spared the girls that were barely regaining their bearings one glance before he bit the inside of his cheek and followed his little brother and the rebellious newbie, hands in his pockets balling into fists.
'Getsu', was she? She certainly posed a curiosity that challenged his authority as one of the most popular boys at Shikon Academy… She was interesting and infuriating at the same time. Perhaps this newbie would be different from all the other girls at their school.
i hope everyone liked the first chapter! it's not as actiony as the previous InuYasha fics i've written lately but it's just my way of putting a modern spiel on everyone's favorite gang of demons, humans and a certain half-demon.
drop a review if y'like! it always warms me heart to read what people think about what i write. thanks~
