**Da jia hao! This is my first time writting (or rather posting) a fic here, and i hope you guys like what i've written ^______^

just a little bit on the story: there r a whole bunch of mysteries going on at this point and you all probably have got a whole bunch of question marks sticking out of your heads, but pleeaase bear with them cos they're actually a major part of the big picture = **


EYES ON ME
Chapter 1--Breeze

"-Darling so there you are
With that look on your face
As if you're never hurt
As if you're never down
Shall I be the one for you
Who pinches you softly, but sure
If frown is shown then
I will know that you are no dreamer-"


-Faye Wong, eyes on me

"Aska, wait up!"

Startled, Aska turned back and saw her classmate, Reira, trotting towards her.


"What's the matter with you?" Reira puffed, slinging an arm around Aska's slim shoulders as she wiped the sweat of her forehead. "I called you three times already and you didn't even hear me!"


Aska shrugged and gave a helpless grin. "I guess I was...preoccupied with stuff..."


It was really strange. She had been having these weird dreams lately, and the most recent one, last night actually, was by far the most disturbing...


She was in a dreamscape again--she knew it the moment it materialized before her. She was surrounded by a vast meadow with lush, emerald-green grass that rippled gently like waves in the breeze. The air around her had a sweet scent of wildflowers. Above, the sky seemed to sparkle with a radiant blue unlike any shade she had ever seen on earth. And yet, despite the brilliant hues around her, the meadow seemed shrouded with a light mist, which made everything seem hazy and dream-like. That was what made her so sure...no meadow on earth could possess such a pearly glow.


She wasn't frightened--she knew that this was just a dream after all. But it was unnerving all the same, to be in this place of such unearthly beauty. And however weird her dreams usually were, none left her with such a realistic feeling as this one.


Suddenly, she heard, or rather felt a presence behind her. It was not a malevolent presence. Instead, she felt strangely calmed and at peace. And her heart, for some reason or the other, started thumping loudly inside her. Slowly, she turned. She was unsure of whether she was really prepared to face that 'presence' or not, but some part of her cried out for her to find out who the presence was.


At that moment, something seemed to pull at her whole being and, like a vacuum, suck her right out of the dreamscape with surprising speed. But not before she caught a glimpse of the most incredible, the most beautiful pair of golden eyes, eyes as golden as the dreamscape sun. Even as her surroundings seemed to shrink and cloud over, she could still make out that pair of eyes, and the most amazing thing was that she knew those eyes. She had seen them before, and more than just once.

And just before she was completely pulled out of the dreamscape, she could make out the faintest of whispers, "Kagome...never forget me."


"OK, that's it! You're under too much examination stress."


Aska was thus rudely awakened from her little reverie once again by Reira, who was shaking her head and sighing.


"Aska, you've never been this dazed before! What happened to the vivacious and bubbly Aska I knew, huh?" Reira clasped the more petite girl by the shoulders and bowed her head down in mock depression.


Aska shrugged Reira's hands off. "Cut it out Reira. It's not as if I've been this way for that long." She laughed.

Reira snorted as they continued their walk towards the Shibuya Station. "Glad you've finally decided to grace us with your presence on Earth," she said half-teasingly, half in irritation.


Aska just smiled in return and elbowed Reira in the ribs. She was already used to Reira's sudden mood-swings, playful at times, sardonic at times, and yet always so sharp in her observation of others. For now, she had better just keep her private thoughts for her cozy bedroom, and concentrate on retaining Reira's 'impressions' of her.

***


Once again, at his will, mists started swirling around the delicate crystal orb that hovered above his palm, enveloping images of the mortal girl Aska.
He could hardly believe that, after centuries of searching, across the millions of time and space, he had finally found her in this tiny island mortal now called 'Nihon', the very place where they had first laid eyes on each other, hundreds of years ago.


She seemed completely like the same Kagome he had known,...a pretty schoolgirl with raven black, wavy hair and snow-white skin. He couldn't seem to keep her eyes off her even for an instant. He took all her little actions in with his keen eyes, like how her smile would start off as a bright sparkle in her wide eyes, gradually making its way down to her cherry-blossom lips. Or how she would suddenly stare into the distance, absorbed in her own daydream.


"Ses-Sesshoumaru-sama."


Upon hearing his faithful servant, the soft, almost tender look in his eyes disappeared, and was immediately replaced by the cool, unaffected gaze he wore. There was a smile on his face as usual, a smile that never reached his eyes.


"What is it, Jaken?" He asked mildly


In spite of Sesshomaru's relaxed tone, Jaken felt himself shudder a little. Everyone who knew his master knew that his gentle smile was but a mask, which belied a heart as cold and capricious as a serpent.


"My lord, your father the Almighty One summons you," Jaken replied, keeping his voice as composed as possible, though it was still jittery. He knew that his master, like all demons, could sense when you had fear in you, and it was unwise to let a youkai as powerful as this, know that you were afraid. For if it did, you never know what it might do to you.


The young lord continued looking at Jaken with his piercing golden eyes till Jaken could almost feel the cold sweat trickle down his wizened old back. It was almost as if he could read his old servant's mind.


Finally, he lowered his eyelids, thick eyelashes casting shadows over his cheekbones, a smile playing on his red, full lips. "What does my father want, Jaken?"
Jaken breathed a sigh of relief silently. "The Almighty One says that he has orders for you, My Lord, the nature of which your humble servant is unsure of."

***


Contentedly, Aska slid into the bathtub, feeling the lukewarm water swish gently against her skin. "Nothing beats a nice warm bath after a long day at school," she laughed to herself.


Involuntarily, she found herself thinking about the dream, about that unbelievably gold pair of eyes. There was something about those eyes...


A strange emotion stirred inside her, one that she had never felt before. Though faint and almost unrecognizable, she could almost feel that emotion grow with every image of those eyes that she conjured through her imagination and memory. She knew, somewhere deep inside, that those eyes were not a dream at all, but a long-lost reality, too ancient to be remembered.

"Kagome..." she whispered softly to herself, a slight frown across her delicate brows. What or who was that?

***


"Your Majesty," Sesshomaru greeted his father respectfully.


Gravely, the old youkai-lord seated upon his throne gazed down at his son with a hint of fondness in his crinkled eyes. Despite being the youngest of his four sons, Sesshomaru had already carved a reputation of being the most powerful and feared, in the Western Lands, surpassing even his father the Great Demon, some say.


Truly, though the wizened old youkai would hardly admit that in front of others, Sesshomaru was indeed worthy of that title. By the tender age of 280, 14 in human years, he had already undergone more physical, mental and spiritual training than most of the adult demons. Those were not ordinary trainings, especially for a young pup who had barely reached adulthood.


"Father?" Sesshomaru called out again, cocking an eyebrow.


"Son, am I right that you have always wanted to go to the mortal-realm?" the emperor started, unflustered.


He thought he saw a slight glint in Sesshomaru's golden eyes. Still, the younger demon's expression remained the same. The demon-lord suddenly felt as if Sesshomaru was able to read his thoughts. That was not entirely impossible...each time Sesshomaru returned from his training, he would seem to be even more...unpredictable. Now, it was as though he was observing everything that was happening around him from behind a one-way glass, where he could see everything clearly and yet remain unknown to those he was watching.


Sesshomaru remained silent for a while before replying. "I take it that you have a mission for me there on the mortal-realm."


The emperor gave a sigh. "That is right, I do have a mission for you indeed."


-end chapter 1-