Imagine Your Favorite Character

Chapter Two
Imagine walking past a mirror one day and seeing a figure inside it. You walk back to it and see your favorite character on the other side of the mirror, just as surprised by seeing you as you are by seeing them. You start talking with them through writing on paper, because you can't hear each other.

Well, today's been really crappy.

I walk off the bus after saying bye to the bus driver, my messenger bag slung across my chest.

Hardly any of my friends were here today, so 1. I had to eat lunch alone, 2. Class was even more of a bore, and 3. I hardly even did a slight grin today, and that was because someone decided to make a stupid comment during class.

I can only thank God it's Friday. Yay for the weekend!

I had gotten a text from my mom earlier that day. She and my two little sisters are out running errands, so that leaves me home alone. Okay, I guess that's better.

I like being home alone, and I don't really know why. I used to hate it when I was younger, because I could swear on my life my old house was haunted. This one probably is, too, but it isn't as bad, and I don't feel freaked out about it.

I unlock the front door with a greeting of our three dogs. "Aw, hey, pups! I missed you, too!" I laugh. They are anything but puppies. The youngest is four years old, and the oldest is seven. I sigh as Amai, a beagle-pointer mix, licks my face. The two others, Charlie, a Maltese-poodle, and Lucy, a Morkie(Maltese-Yorkie)-poodle, sit on the entrance rug wagging their tails quickly. I shut the door and walk through the hallway to my room, which is in the very back. I open my bedroom door, shut it behind me, kick off my shoes, and throw my bag on the floor. I stride over to my bed and sit down, taking a sigh of relief.

Oh, home, I love you.

I run my fingers through my hair, and I'm greeted by a bunch of tangles. "Ugh, I should brush my hair out."

I stand and take a step towards my tall rotational mirror. My grandmother gave it to me, and at times, I wish she didn't. It's the creepiest thing I've ever owned. I have it facing towards the wall almost 24/7... Because of reasons...

With all honesty, it's kinda terrifying at night, especially. Even when it's turned around, it creaks and moves, swinging on the rotation wheels, and I just have to try and ignore to fall asleep!

I flip it towards me, my brush in hand, and start smoothing the rats in my hair. I finish, and throw the brush onto the bed, when I catch a figure in the corner of my eye reflecting off the mirror.

I gasp and spin around, but no one's in the room. I look back at my mirror and see something that both terrifies me and excites me. Instead of my reflection, I see Inuyasha standing in my place. I blink a few times. Is this a joke? Is someone pulling a prank?! Did I hit my head on something?

I pinch my arm, hoping I fell asleep during fifth or sixth hour. Nothing happens. He's still there.

"Oh... My... God..." I can't see the smile on my face, but I can see his questionable one.

His left eyebrow is raised, his arms crossed; frowning, as if he's not very happy to see me, though I'm very happy to see him.

I do a little wave to him. He can see me, right?

He returns a surprised look and waves back slightly, still unsure, I guess. I wonder if he can hear me?

"Uhm, Inuyasha, can you hear me?" I ask.

He furrows his eyebrows, and points towards his ears. I nod. He shakes his head no.

"Say something." I use my hands to gesture towards my mouth and out towards him.

He opens his mouth and says something short. I think he said, "Who are you?" in Japanese, but I'm not sure.

I get an idea, and hold up my pointer finger in a gesture for him to wait. He nods and sits down.

He's Japanese, so I'll have to write to him in Japanese.

I grab my journal and write out the characters 'Hi. I'm Moriko. Can you read this?'

I sit in front of the mirror and hold it up to him.

He leans forward. After a few seconds, he nods.

I write again, 'Where are you?'

I show it to him. He shrugs.

He... Doesn't know where he is?

'Where's Kagome?'

His eyes widen to that, and he looks around. Oddly, he seems to be in my room. I point to my journal, the journal on that side of the mirror (which is no longer a reflection).

He picks is up, along with a pencil, sits back down, and starts to write.

'I don't know where I am. From the looks of it, it's the same room you're in. I don't know where Kagome is, either. How did you know about her?'

I write back. 'In my world, you're an anime, or a TV show, called InuYasha, which is your name. You're my favorite character!'

He reacts dumbly, and he doesn't write back.

'I'll show you.' I write.

I grab one of the posters on my wall and show it to him. It's a picture with Kikyo, Kagome, Inuyasha, Miroku, Sango, Naraku, Shippo, Kirara, and Sesshomaru.

He crosses his arms and scowls.

Why's he so angry?

'What's wrong?'

He rolls his eyes and picks up my/his journal. 'So, our real lives are just for your entertainment? That's pretty horrible if you ask me.'

My eyes widen, and I look down, avoiding eye contact.

Tap Tap.

I look up to see an apologetic look on his face.

I set down the poster and pick up my journal.

'Your story changed my life.'

He blinks, surprised.

'You remind me of myself.' I write.

He gives me a suspicious look, then writes something short and quick.

'How so?'

How could I possibly remind her of herself? It can't be by looks. Then, how?

She starts to write, a concentrated look on her face.

'Most of the people in this world don't accept me, so they bully me instead.'

She... Knows about my past as well?

She writes again.

'You're half-demon, and most humans just won't accept you... I know the feeling.'

Oh, I see.

'I also only grew up with my mother.'

"Mother..."

It still surprises me to this day, but I still remember everything we used to do together. She taught me how to fish, to sew, healing, reading, writing, everything.

My hearts pangs in my chest... Hard.

I miss her...

I look up to see she had written something else.

'Sorry, for bringing it up.'

I grin a bit.

I hold up the journal again, with new words written.

'It's okay. Thanks for the memory.'

She smiles back.

'You're welcome. Oh, and if you leave suddenly, tell Kagome, Kikyo, Sango, Miroku, and Shippo that they're all amazing!'

I laugh. 'What about me?'

She blushes. 'You're more than amazing.'

Oh... Uh... Okay then.

My cheeks start to burn.

'Oh, also, I know you're in love with Kagome.' She smirks.

I feel my entire face go hot.

She starts laughing, covering her mouth.

'What?! You two are adorable and you know it! Just tell her! She loves you just as much as you do!'

After he reads it, he looks up, all flushed, and nods.

With that, he disappears.

Though I'm a bit disappointed, at least I know.

He's real.

Continuing next chapter later! Hope ya'll love it!