Disclaimer: I DO NOT own InuYasha, but I DO own these words.
A/N: So here it is, exactly as I said, on Tueday. I will try to continue to post on Tuesdays between 9 and 10.
About this Chapter: This chapter is pretty informative. I know action is a more desirable read, but bear with me people; it has some very important scenes that are crucial to the story.
But maybe I should back up to the beginning. My part in this story starts when I was around five years old, on my first day of school.
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I was really scared for being without my family in a new place surrounded by strangers. I'm sure you could tell I wasn't comfortable with this since I secluded myself in the nearest corner as soon as my parents left.
I must have stuck out like a sore thumb because a nice looking lady came and knelt down before me. She smiled kindly and asked if I would like to play a game with some of the other children.
After a bit of persuading, I said yes. She took my hand and led me to a group of children playing with linking logs. I sat down began to play with the pieces, never even noticing her departure.
I was considering what to build when another little girl sat down beside me, "Hi! I'm Sango. What's your name?"
I looked at her funny, but replied, "I'm Kagome."
"Hi Kagome… Can I play with you?" She asked a bit hesitantly. Apparently, she had the same luck as I did when it came to finding friends.
"…Okay." I replied after thinking it over.
"So what are you building," She observed my pile of wooden pieces.
"I don't know." I admitted.
"Hm." Sango tapped her chin, "What about a cabin?"
I brightened, "That's perfect!"
Sango smiled and clapped, "Okay! Let get to work!"
Our log cabin was a masterpiece. It was perfectly square, complete with gaps for windows and a door. We had even managed to erect a roof for it. And after thirty minutes, we sat back and admired our finished cabin.
"It's so pretty." I cooed.
"I know."
I was just about to go find that nice lady, to show her what we built, when I noticed a boy with brown hair and blue eyes eyeing our prized cabin. I smiled nicely, hoping we had met another friend. But suddenly, the boy growled and knocked over our cabin with a rough kick, "That's ugly!"
My lip welled up at first, but then I felt a sensation I wasn't used to having: anger. Having momentarily forgotten about Sango, I rose to my feet, the feeling growing stronger all the while. So strong, my skin tingled with it.
"Jerk!" I cried and pushed him roughly. He cried out and fell to the floor, holding his chest. It was then I noticed my hands still tingled. I looked down at them and discovered they were glowing pink.
The nice lady from before rush over and knelt next to the boy, checking his chest, "Call the paramedics! He's hurt!"
The rest of the class gathered around to see what had happened and I found myself standing next to the girl I had met before. "What did you do to him Kagome?"
I looked down at my hands to see the pink glow dissipating, "I…I don't know."
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We discovered the most important information of my life that day. I, Kagome Higurashi, was a miko.
It turns out the boy, now known to me as Kouga, was a full-blooded wolf youkai. He had been angry for his parents leaving him and was taking it out on everyone that day. But when I got angry with him, my spiritual powers reacted and when I touched him, it purified him…oops! They said that he was lucky I was so young or I probably would have killed him, since his burns were pretty bad.
I thought I would be scolded for sure, but when we came home from the hospital, we ate dinner, watched some T.V. together, and then I was sent off to bed as usual.
As I drifted off, I sleepily mumbled a question to my mother that had been plaguing me all day, "Mommy… will I be going back to that school place tomorrow?"
My mom smiled good-naturedly and tucked me in, "I don't think so dear. Get some rest." She kissed my forehead before leaving.
"Goodnight mommy."
"Goodnight."
The next day I met two interesting people. The first was a man with long silver hair and golden eyes. He seemed very nice and sat there quietly while the other person did the talking. I learned his name was Inu no Tashio.
The other person was a beautiful woman with long black hair. She introduced herself as Lady Izayoi. She seemed very nice too and I liked her very much until she suggested I go with them. That's when I decided that I liked the man much…much more.
Nevertheless, my mom and dad kissed me goodbye, "Be a good girl Kagome, I'll see you soon. You can trust these people; listen to them. They mean you no harm." Then, they ushered me into their car and we left into Tokyo without a second to waste.
I cried and looked back at my home forlornly until Izayoi comforted me, "Please don't cry, sweetie. You will be coming back tonight, but you must learn to control your miko abilities."
She sounded sincere, so I tried to be brave and wiped my tears away.
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Inu no Tashio and Lady Izayoi headed the Takahashi family, a prestigious family that owned half of Tokyo. I could never understand what they wanted with me, but they were always nice to me and I was quick to think of them as part of my family.
Lady Izayoi told me once that I was special. No mikos were born in this day and age. She was the only miko known, and it was her duty to teach me to control my powers and train me to the best of my abilities.
After Lady Izayoi taught me to control my emotions, I returned to school. When I entered into the third grade, after disappearing like that, I was big news… and a black sheep. My peers avoided me like a disease, but Sango renewed her friendship and stuck up for me.
"But Sango, everyone thinks I'm a freak… Why don't you?"
Sango smiled, "Haven't you heard, Kagome? My brother, Kohaku, and I are the newest generation from long line of demon slayers…" She sighed, "I'm a freak too."
Believe it or not, Kouga actually came around me more often. He taunted me a lot, "Don't get her angry," he would say. I think he actually likes me more now than before.
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But then my dad died when I was eleven and I came to really appreciate Izayoi. If not for her teaching, I would have lost control and probably hurt myself or someone else.
The Takahashi's were there for us so much in those times. My family and theirs became so close, that I started to look at Izayoi like a second mother. I even stopped calling her Lady. Inu no Tashio even tried to fill the void that my father's death left... as best he could. And because he left us with the medical bills and Souta still a baby, they even helped us keep going with very, very generous "donations" to the shrine.
Izayoi was really there for me. Because she too was a miko, I felt like I could talk to her, and she would understand. Izayoi really helped me to control my grief, to harness it and use it.
She still had me train with her in the afternoons. I didn't understand why she wanted me to, since she already taught me control. Still, every afternoon Izayoi would come and pick me up in that same car and drive into Tokyo.
We trained in a different place every day, and I became known as 'the new miko'. Eventually everyone in Tokyo had either seen me or heard about me.
It wasn't until I was older that I realized that people sometimes have ulterior motives.
A/N: So what did you think? Reviews are always nice, so please review if you can. I love feedback.
Did you like the new segment, 'About this Chapter'? I know I do. I'll use it to add tidbits that are nice to keep in mind when you read.
Teaser for the next chapter:
She had never seen this place before, and yet, it felt so familiar. The idea of leaving before anyone found her crossed her mind, but then something caught her eye that made all thoughts of retreat float away.
...There it stood in all it's glory... Why were they hiding this place?