Ok. yeah, I am the great and powerful Hazel *smiles* right, I wish. Well
anyway this is my fic which will probably quite slow tell the 4th chapter
or so but u kinda have to read the first chapters because they're the
prologues and u won't get the rest of the story of u don't, k? right.
I am not one of those people that are going to harass u to death if u don't review. It's fine if u don't, but don't stalk me or anything if u hate it. If u want something changed email me. Or if u just LOVE it and give me great praise I'll give u credit in my next chapter. I'll love u for it because I have very low self esteem ^_^
Note: I AM NOT BIG ON GRAMMAR OR SPELLING. The only fixing going to be down is probably done by the computer because it's automatic. The only time probably is if u REALLY can't make out the word or something.
Yet another note: Disclaimer: I DON'T AND PROBABLY WILL NEVER OWN INU-YASHA OR SAILOR MOON (hardly any sailor moon stuff is in this, have no fear. Just crystals and character names and descriptions. We have no 14 year olds dressed up like a sailor with a short skirt) And this disclaimer will stand for the entire story.
'' are thoughts. "" are dialogue.
I think it is about time I started anyway. Wait something else, I will probably never do another A/N again unless it is inside the story. Just so u know.
Chapter 1: Failing Hopes Risen
Her shoulders slumped in defeat. She slowly walked up the terminal to the awaiting plane. The people around her jostled an pushed her but she paid no noticed. Silent tears cascading down her pale face she stopped suddenly and bowed her head, ignoring the now angered people who cruelly told her to move on or get lost.
'americans are always in a hurry,' she sniffed, a small smile creeping up on hr lips.
As soon as her mouth tugged upwards, though, fresh tears rolled down her face. Roughly wiping them away with her palm she continued her slow steps.
'maybe I should move on. or isn't that what iam doing?' 'no,' another part of her answered. 'you're running away.'
Flashback----------------------------------------
She was visiting her aunt in america. Her aunt told her that she would have to visit somtime for at least a week to see new york covered with snow. It was a rule.
'Inu-Yasha was so mad when he found out,' she giggled as she sat upon the porch watching the flakes fall. (A/N if u don't know who this is now u NEED help. Notice the summary and INU-YASHA)
'but hey, even I need a complete and total vacation.' She sighed wistfully. She did miss him, more than she cared to admit, even to herself. She would be seeing him soon though she noted happily.
Suddenly the porch door slid open and the young woman turned around to greet her visitor with bright, happy eyes. When she saw her aunt her face faltered though. It was drawn and worn as she dragged it up almost painfully to face her neice's concerned face.
"Kagome," she whispered averting her eyes. (A/N dun dun dun dun!!!.) Kagome stood up quickly and moved to her aunt's side.
"tell me," kagome commanded. "it's about Sota," her aunt replied.
End flashback----------------------------------------
Kagome was now on the plane, half-heartedly finding her seat. She sat down near the window once she found it taking her last look at the snow. Once seeming to have magic and happiness, now only filled with painful memories. She was going to LA, the city of angels. Gods she needed an angel.
An elderly woman sat down by her side immediately noticing her tears. She smiled gentally, "what's wrong, dear?" kagome shuddered and then looked up. Life wasn't supposed to happen this way.
Emotionally traumatized she bore her sole to the old woman as the plane flew through the sky. "Sota's sill alive, though, right dear?" kagome shook her head yes, "the car didn't kill him. But he's in critical condition with almost. almost no chance for survival." "maybe u should return home then, dear," frowned the woman. "no," kagome croaked out, "I'd have to be the strong one, I wouldn't be able to handle it." She thought of Inu-Yasha, her friends, and her family. They would only make it harder, constantly reminding her.
"oh dear, how old are u anyway dear?" "17." The old woman almost choked. "how did u get a ticket then?" she asked mystified. "don't tell?" the old woman shook her head no. "it's funny actually. I got a fake ID card with a different name and age. the won't be able to track me." She added sadly.
The old woman just did hr best to smile and winked, "everything will be fine dear." And with that she turned and faced the seat in front of her. Kagome gave a small smile and silently thanked her. Soon she would arrive in LA to reorganize her life. Shard hunting could wait.
(A/N this is a one way flight.)
I am not one of those people that are going to harass u to death if u don't review. It's fine if u don't, but don't stalk me or anything if u hate it. If u want something changed email me. Or if u just LOVE it and give me great praise I'll give u credit in my next chapter. I'll love u for it because I have very low self esteem ^_^
Note: I AM NOT BIG ON GRAMMAR OR SPELLING. The only fixing going to be down is probably done by the computer because it's automatic. The only time probably is if u REALLY can't make out the word or something.
Yet another note: Disclaimer: I DON'T AND PROBABLY WILL NEVER OWN INU-YASHA OR SAILOR MOON (hardly any sailor moon stuff is in this, have no fear. Just crystals and character names and descriptions. We have no 14 year olds dressed up like a sailor with a short skirt) And this disclaimer will stand for the entire story.
'' are thoughts. "" are dialogue.
I think it is about time I started anyway. Wait something else, I will probably never do another A/N again unless it is inside the story. Just so u know.
Chapter 1: Failing Hopes Risen
Her shoulders slumped in defeat. She slowly walked up the terminal to the awaiting plane. The people around her jostled an pushed her but she paid no noticed. Silent tears cascading down her pale face she stopped suddenly and bowed her head, ignoring the now angered people who cruelly told her to move on or get lost.
'americans are always in a hurry,' she sniffed, a small smile creeping up on hr lips.
As soon as her mouth tugged upwards, though, fresh tears rolled down her face. Roughly wiping them away with her palm she continued her slow steps.
'maybe I should move on. or isn't that what iam doing?' 'no,' another part of her answered. 'you're running away.'
Flashback----------------------------------------
She was visiting her aunt in america. Her aunt told her that she would have to visit somtime for at least a week to see new york covered with snow. It was a rule.
'Inu-Yasha was so mad when he found out,' she giggled as she sat upon the porch watching the flakes fall. (A/N if u don't know who this is now u NEED help. Notice the summary and INU-YASHA)
'but hey, even I need a complete and total vacation.' She sighed wistfully. She did miss him, more than she cared to admit, even to herself. She would be seeing him soon though she noted happily.
Suddenly the porch door slid open and the young woman turned around to greet her visitor with bright, happy eyes. When she saw her aunt her face faltered though. It was drawn and worn as she dragged it up almost painfully to face her neice's concerned face.
"Kagome," she whispered averting her eyes. (A/N dun dun dun dun!!!.) Kagome stood up quickly and moved to her aunt's side.
"tell me," kagome commanded. "it's about Sota," her aunt replied.
End flashback----------------------------------------
Kagome was now on the plane, half-heartedly finding her seat. She sat down near the window once she found it taking her last look at the snow. Once seeming to have magic and happiness, now only filled with painful memories. She was going to LA, the city of angels. Gods she needed an angel.
An elderly woman sat down by her side immediately noticing her tears. She smiled gentally, "what's wrong, dear?" kagome shuddered and then looked up. Life wasn't supposed to happen this way.
Emotionally traumatized she bore her sole to the old woman as the plane flew through the sky. "Sota's sill alive, though, right dear?" kagome shook her head yes, "the car didn't kill him. But he's in critical condition with almost. almost no chance for survival." "maybe u should return home then, dear," frowned the woman. "no," kagome croaked out, "I'd have to be the strong one, I wouldn't be able to handle it." She thought of Inu-Yasha, her friends, and her family. They would only make it harder, constantly reminding her.
"oh dear, how old are u anyway dear?" "17." The old woman almost choked. "how did u get a ticket then?" she asked mystified. "don't tell?" the old woman shook her head no. "it's funny actually. I got a fake ID card with a different name and age. the won't be able to track me." She added sadly.
The old woman just did hr best to smile and winked, "everything will be fine dear." And with that she turned and faced the seat in front of her. Kagome gave a small smile and silently thanked her. Soon she would arrive in LA to reorganize her life. Shard hunting could wait.
(A/N this is a one way flight.)