Well, I have bad news. The laptop I was writing on died a silent death. And it's only 3 months old. I'm very sad now. Some hardware thing. Hopefully it won't have to be reformatted (we have to take it in to get repaired, I tried to fix it but I don't deal with hardware). I can't get my files off either. I had about 15 pages of this, so I'm saddened :-(. It won't be fixed for a while, at the very earliest not until tuesday, but that's if we're lucky. So... meh.

Anyways, here's the first actual chapter. My friend told me I had to use this title when I pitched some ideas to her, so you're stuck with "Timmy Fell In The Well!" This is all you'll get for a while, since I might have to rewrite what I had. Shoulda just uploaded it all on here at once.

Souta woke up with what he guessed a hangover would feel like. Not only that, but he was confused. Extremely confused. He felt grass beneath his form, but couldn't understand why. He had been looking into the well… then something weird happened and he thought he fell in. Which would mean there'd be dirt under him, not grass. And there definitely wouldn't be a light breeze.

He sat bolt upright with a start. He was dressed weird, the world looked sharper, brighter, he smelled something terrible, and everything was loud. He lifted his hands up to rub his temples, only to have the crap scared out of him. I only have one frickin arm! He screamed in his mind. Panicked, he looked around. His eyes focused on a little girl, slightly younger than him, a green toad… thing, and another thing that he guessed was a two headed dragon. At least one looks normal, he sighed.

Finally realizing that he should probably figure out where his left arm went, he began an inspection of his own body. Which he soon realized wasn't actually his own body. Those claws definitely weren't there before. And he wasn't 5'10" last he checked. Not only that, but he had long silver hair, which reached below his butt. Officially creeped out, he fell backwards, form splayed out in the grass.

"This is not my day." He said in a deep baritone, causing him to slap his hand over his mouth in shock.

"Lord Sesshoumaru, are you well?" The girl asked, rubbing sleep from her eyes. She had never seen her lord behave in this manner, so she naturally asked the first question that came to mind.

"Sesshoumaru?" He tapped his chin in thought, then let out a very un-sesshoumaru like squeak. Isn't Sesshoumaru a bad guy? And I thought InuYasha said that was his half-brother's name… He thought. "I'm not Sesshoumaru! I'm Souta!" He cried earnestly.

"Uhhh…. Huh?" Rin responded, going cross-eyed as she tried to figure out what was going on.

"Wait… let's think this through. Big gust of wind, falling in well, waking up as someone else. What's missing here?" He asked Rin.

"Rin doesn't know, my lord. Oh! Maybe that creepy lady is behind this!" She was extremely proud of herself at that thought, suddenly sure of herself.

"Creepy lady?" Souta inquired.

"Yes, my lord. She said that she came for you, and then she got even creepier. Rin was scared and didn't look after that." She said, nodding as she finished.

"Oh. So… I'm in this Sesshoumaru guy's body, which means he's probably in mine. According to Kagome, this guy is evil, or just a huge jerk, and a demon too. Wait, I'm a demon! Awesome!" He exclaimed.

"So… You're Souta, then where is Rin's lord?" She asked.

"Probably at the bottom of the well. Maybe we should go there…" He said. Rin nodded, then gave him a huge grin. She sauntered over to the toad-thing, which appeared to be the source of the disgusting smell.

"MASTER JAKEN! WAKE UP!" She screamed into his ear. Jaken shrieked loudly, then proceeded to give the girl a thorough scolding, which she promptly ignored.

"Now that Master Jaken is awake, can we go find Lord Sesshoumaru?" She asked Souta.

"Sure… Which way is the Bone Eater's Well?" He asked. Jaken's jaw dropped as his pupils constricted. Souta gave him a funny look, then stuck his tongue out at him, causing Jaken to fall over in pure shock.

"Souta's funny, isn't he, Master Jaken?" Rin giggled.

"S-Souta?" He asked, head spinning. Souta decided that the poor, smelly, ugly toad-thing had had enough for the day, and was going to try and imitate this Sesshoumaru. Of course, he wasn't entirely certain that Kagome's descriptions were very accurate, but it was worth a shot, right?

"Jaken, get up. We're leaving." He commanded. His voice was slightly shaky, but Jaken seemed to believe he was the real thing. Which meant he wouldn't have to deal with the toad-thing acting stupid for the time being. The problem was, he had no idea where the well was. He'd ask Rin later. Right now he had to get used being tall and powerful.

The first thing that Sesshoumaru noticed was that he was cold. And Sesshoumaru didn't get cold. Ever. Which was reason enough for worry. However, what worried him most was when he became fully aware, realizing that his senses were either gone, or significantly diminished. Then he realized that he was at the bottom of a well. And he couldn't jump out. Growling at being stuck, he plopped down on the ground, arms crossed. Even his growl was wimpy. It wasn't even a growl! He was a human shrimp trapped at the bottom of a well. If his name were Timmy, then the situation would be a classic.

He waited there for a good hour, doing nothing but glaring at a particularly pointy rock. No one was there, as far as he could tell. Of course, having quickly taken note of his humanity, he knew that not sensing anyone nearby did not actually mean that they weren't there. Then again, he was tired of being cautious, he just wanted out of the well. It was dried up, so he doubted that anyone would be nearby anyway. In fact… he quite thought that this well was the Bone Eater's Well. Maybe the half-breed was nearby? Or maybe not… Either way, he was sick and tired of sitting in a cold, creepy, dark well.

He stood up and decided to try and climb out. It wasn't his body anyway, so he didn't particularly care if he scarred it, although it would be nice if it were operable after this. Finding hand and footholds, he began to slowly, carefully climb out of the well. Too bad for him that carefully didn't necessarily mean it would work. Near the top, a rock that he was holding onto came loose, and down he went, accidentally letting out a cry of fright. Not quite used to human weaknesses, he sprained his left ankle and right wrist on landing. Apparently making a perfect landing didn't necessarily mean that you would survive unharmed. Figuring that he wouldn't be able to climb out of his own volition, he sat down and tucked his head between his legs, growing colder as more time passed.

"InuYasha, I really need to get home! It's been two weeks!" Kagome screamed to her half-demon companion.

"Ya ain't goin' home! Naraku's gettin' more powerful everyday!" InuYasha yelled back.

"Grr… Listen here, you! I'm tired, I reek, my whole body hurts, and I have a test in a couple days! I'm going home, and I'll just say the word over and over if you keep trying to stop me!" Kagome's voice rose an octave as she attempted to get her friend to understand. For once, InuYasha considered what she said without resorting to violence.

"Fine, whatever. But ya got three days! We can't hold off too long and you know it." He admitted defeat, without actually having his face planted in the ground.

"I know, but it's only for a few days." She flashed him a smile as she readjusted her pack.

Kagome turned and ran towards the well, looking forward to a nice bath and a bed for the night. The smile remained plastered on her face as she approached the old wood. She'd bathe first, then study, then curl up in her nice, soft bed. Oh, and she'd eat some of her mom's cooking for dinner, a huge improvement to the ramen. Ramen was nice and all, but she'd had it so much that she never wanted to look at the stuff again. Too bad InuYasha disagreed.

Kagome reached for the wood of the well, preparing to launch herself into it. Thankfully for Sesshoumaru, she noticed him at the bottom of the well before she jumped. Noticing him, she shrieked.

"Souta, what are you doing at the bottom of the well, ya moron!" She yelled at him. He simply glared at her, unable to do much more. Kagome gave him a questioning glance as InuYasha showed up.

"Oi, brat, shouldn't you be at home playing your 'video games'?" He commented, making quotation marks with his hands.

"Shut up and get me out of here, idiot." He said, hating how his voice sounded. Kagome gasped at his behavior, while InuYasha was clearly offended.

"If you're gonna act like that, ya might as well get yourself out." He grumped.

"InuYasha, get my brother out of that well. NOW!" Kagome yelled, glaring at him. InuYasha normally might argue, considering how both Souta and Kagome had just ordered him around, but one look in her eyes caused him to reconsider. She was clearly furious, and he definitely didn't want to invoke the wrath of Kagome at this point in time. So, naturally, he jumped down and picked the brat up.

Sesshoumaru was in the mood to kill something. He had just asked InuYasha for help. Never mind the fact that it came out as an order, a complimentary insult thrown in there. And, to make matters worse, his idiot brother jostled his wrist when picking him up. If he were in his own body it would mean nothing, but it hurt like crap, bad enough to cause him to release a cry of pain. Another thing that wouldn't have happened normally. Unfortunately, nothing about this was normal. The worst and most ironic part of all was when he realized whose body he was actually in. Not only was he a human child, but he was the priestess' little brother!? He was doomed, absolutely doomed.

And, with that thought, Sesshoumaru drifted off into dream land, still in the arms of his brother.

"Kagome, somethin' ain't right about this brat." InuYasha spoke quietly. "He was lookin' at me like he hated me, an' he's never spoken so… coldly before." Kagome nodded her head, chewing on her lower lip as she glanced at Souta's sleeping form. They'd taken him to Kaede's hut promptly after removing him from the well. Kaede had helped Kagome tend to his injuries, having noticed that an ankle and wrist were both swollen. Now he was peacefully sleeping, curled up into a tiny ball.

"I don't know what's going on, but I'm worried too. He shouldn't even be here, and now it's almost as though he's a completely different person…" She shuddered. "I don't know, let's deal with this tomorrow. I'm going to bed." With that, she laid next to Souta, wrapping him in her warm embrace as she pulled her sleeping bag over them.

me am still mourning computer loss

Random bit of info for today: when you get the blue screen of death, don't wait to fix it.

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