I don't own Inuyasha. Rumiko Takahashi does. Sorry, school is annoying at times.

Our story begins now on a day. It was a warm Saturday spring afternoon and birds were chirping merrily and the park was quite busy, full of people doing what they usually do at the park, which is…whatever they usually do at the park, I guess.

"Take that!"

"Eat this!"

"Onee-chan…!"

"Ahh..."

Natsuki and Ayuko were twins that I had come to known in fifth grade. Life has gotten a bit better after taking in Ayumi as a little sister. I began to make more friends and more sociable. The orphanage though, older children beat up younger children, Crusty comes back drunk every night…

You get the point.

Right now, Natsuki and Ayuko and I were competing in a tennis match and Ayumi was merely an onlooker. I hit the ball a LITTLE to hard and it had flown over the court into the woods. I sighed and looked at the time. It was almost time to go to basketball practice. Then soccer practice.

I played almost every single sport imaginable except for archery. That belonged to Sakura.

I gathered up my stuff and got ready to leave. "Take Ayumi back to the orphanage for me, will ya?"

"Okay, well see you later." Ayuko said.

Maybe I should try to find the tennis ball first I thought. Before walking into the woods, I heard Natsuki yell something about, "Kicking your butt next time," before walking into the woods.

I chose to ignore it and spare her life this time.

"It should be in here somewhere…" I muttered to myself while searching. I spotted a small neon green thing hiding at the bottom of a tree close to it's intertwining roots.

Found it!

I bent down to pick it up. What I did not expect was to fall in a stupid hole covered up in old leaves and a thin rocky layer of mud. I also found out after I fell in that the hole was huge and deep enough, about the size of a well. It seemed to tunnel it's way under the tree and would have been easy to miss for any passer by.

As I fell down, I wondered if this was how Sakura felt when she fell of that cliff seven years ago.

Tears began to well up in my eyes.

But not for me.

Hitting the bottom of the well was painful. By now, you would usually read something about someone blacking out.

That didn't happen. I wish it could've had.

But before that, let me explain how I fell. It felt more like I was falling on a slide, or a dirty slide filled with pink, slimly, squishy, earthworms.

Which I hate.

I landed on my butt with a loud THUD. Bruises, if I haven't mentioned yet, are a big pain.

Or that's at least what I think.

I climbed to get to the top of the hole, grabbing stray clumps of dirt and rocks poking out of the side. There was a small gap of light and I climbed my way towards it.

I knew I wasn't where I fell into the hole.

Also known as one of those fantasy stories that are like I–fell-into-a hole-and-now-I'm-in-a-magical-world-ones.

Now I can feel awe of those characters. I appeared to have come out of the bottom a huge tree that even the Redwoods would be jealous of. (A/N: Redwoods are really really really really really BIG trees. Research it on Google). Tall wild grass grew up above my waist and everything was huge.

Big.

Humongous.

Whatever you want to call it.

I was nearly the height of a near by flower, a daisy, I think, with soft petals and a bright yellow middle like a gold coin, that I walked by. I was taller by a few inches. Birds high in the cloud-spotted sky flew around merrily without a care in the world, small brown spots darting throughout the open sky. The scenery was wonderful, almost like a famous national park. Sleep began to take over me and sooner or later, I began to doze off bye another tree under its shade felling a small gentle breeze blowing by.

It was sunset when I woke up. I admired the colors of the sky, with blood red sky and tangerine clouds with the sun a small circle sinking into the sky.

Panic ran through my mind when I realized I had missed every single one of my practices.

I immediately flung myself into the hole/tunnel without caring about the earthworms for once.

It still felt disgusting.

I quickly climbed out and I was back into where I fell in, also known as back to my world.

There was just one quirk.

It was the same time.

The same time when I fell in was the same time I got out. I checked my cellphone. I was correct. Not a single bit of time had budged while I was temporarily erased from the world. I decided to think about this later. Basketball practice comes first. As soon as I arrived to the court, I face-palmed myself.

I had left everything at the other side.

What an idiot.

I hope you enjoyed this chapter.