Kagome's Muse by Yui
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha
Author's Note: This story came about when I was making this cute (and very girlie) sig with Kagome and Inuyasha's picture in it. (I'm talking about with hearts and flowers) So, I tried to imagine if Kagome would make such a romantically dreamy but silly design out of boredom. I think she would have…^_^ It's set during the time when Inuyasha forced Kagome back into her own time. If any of you can find my reference to the 'Sound of Music' I'll give you a piece of candy!!! ^_^
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Kagome sighed, pondering with her chin in her palm, as her brown eyes flung a dreamy look out her window. The sun was setting in a brilliant array of warm colors-red, pink, yellow, and even violet-just over the horizon and the evening shadows were slowing making their way into the city. All sounds of the busy city stopped at the shrine's gate and the world was tranquil as the trees swayed and the shrine bells twinkled on the gentle breeze. It was like she was miles away from any trace of civilization as she looked over the woody isolation outside her window. The world seemed perfect, like it was part of a dream world.
But Kagome could not allow herself to indulge in such fancy for long. An unhappy reality quickly settled into her soul as she remembered that, at the present, no world existed outside of her own-that she could no longer visit Inuyasha's world. She hoped that he might come see her but as the day had dragged on, her hope dwindled, then died. Inuyasha was probably to busy fighting youkai with Miroku and Shippo. He probably didn't even want to see her.
Her vision was suddenly blurred. Kagome blinked back her tears and sniffed a bit, staring miserably at her desk. Piles of homework were everywhere. Thanks to Inuyasha, she was forced into missing a lot of school. She wondered for a moment if she would even pass the ninth grade at the rate she was going. No, she wasn't forced…she had wanted to go with Inuyasha, to fight by his side and search for the Jewel Shards for him. Nevertheless, it felt like sometimes the half dog-demon coerced her to be by his side. But now things were different. He had forced her away. When she wanted to be by him the most, he pushed her down the well with no means of coming after her.
With a sigh, she dried her tears with her trembling hand. I hope your happy, Inuyasha, she thought miserably. Here I am crying over you when you hate when I cry for anything. Well, I should probably start some work. There was nothing like algebra to keep thoughts of love at bay.
She took one more glance at the hoard of books and paled with dread. She was shaking with her math and her brain was completely empty when it came to facts about the French Revolution. It was all Inuyasha's fault too. He never allowed her to study more than an hour when he was near. Nope, Kagome always had to be on her feet around him. The only time she really could crack open a book was when she had her bath. Still, she needed to start somewhere.
With a quiver in her belly, she shifted through the piles, deciding that she better do the easy stuff first. That way her brain would be warmed up and ready to conquer the hard stuff. At the bottom of the second mountain, Kagome found a letter from her art teacher. It was about a project that was due three weeks ago. She was suppose to create a collage of things she loved. Simple enough.
Kagome cleared her desk so that she had enough room to work. Then she burrowed through her disordered draws, in search for glue, scissors, magazines, and a piece of colorful paper, and sat them out for her to use. Now it was time to begin. What did Kagome love? She liked cats, poky, biking, taking pictures, girls in white dressed with blue satin sashes, but she also loved her mom, Souta, her grandfather, Inuyasha….
"Nani?!"
Kagome fell out of her chair at her own shocking thoughts. In a rage, she stood up, glaring at her desk with her hands on her hips.
"Oh my God! I didn't just think that! Oh my God! I do not love a boy how is rude, violent, and mean to me! I do not love Inuyasha!" Kagome vented. " And if I ever fell for a guy, he would be friendly and gentle. He would never push me away or make me angry. If memory serves me right, I can't stand around Inuyasha without fighting wit him! He is unbelievable and selfish…but yet so brave and cute…What?!! No, no, no. There is nothing nice about him at all!!!"
Happy with her little outburst and happy that she convinced herself not to love anyone remotely like Inuyasha, Kagome sat back down. She told herself to calm down and looked at the blank piece of cheery pink paper in front of her. It was as empty as her face now.
"Oh, who am I kidding?" she started to sob. "Inuyasha is loyal, brave, cute, and...I do love him!" Kagome kicked herself for ever liking him in the first place. It was a one-sided love after all. He only seemed to care for Kikyo after all. What was Kagome to him? Just a shard collector.
Her flowing tears fell down her face and into her lap. Heartbroken, she watched them drop and glanced out her open window. The bright colors of the sun set lingered in the sky but the shadows were growing stronger. For a moment, she just dwelt in her anguish but soon an idea flew into her head that made her smile.
No one but her teacher would see the final project. Her teacher didn't know anything about Inuyasha or the Feudal Era and she wouldn't know that Kagome's project was just a fanciful muse. Wiping her tears, Kagome went to her bed and sat down. She slipped her hands under the frilly pillow and pulled out a thick envelope. Smiling, she opened the package and slowly emptied it onto her bed. The envelope contained many photos from when Kagome took a camera with her into Inuyasha's world.
In one photo was an image of Lady Kaede's village. In another one, Miroku was standing with a questioning expression on his face as he looked at the camera. There was one with Shippo playing in a lake; one with Inuyasha up in a tree looking into the sky; one with Miroku dumping a jar of sake on Inuyasha's head, and one with herself waving into the camera and smiling. She was standing by the silver-haired half-demon with the Tetsusaiga unsheathed and cocky grin on his face. That one was perfect!
Moving back to her desk with an obvious skip in her stride, she sat back down and grabbed her scissors. She carefully cut the photo until it she was holding a heart in her hands with Inuyasha and her own face smiling up at her. Then she carefully glued it to the rosy paper. Next she looking through her old magazines, looking for anything that screamed 'love'. What she found was a couple of red hearts and bright flowers. She diligently cut them all out and randomly glued them to the picture as well. Finally, she grabbed a marker, having the need to write something foolish like 'I love Inuyasha' or 'K and I forever!'. Smiling, she just put 'Kagome & Inuyasha'.
She was done.
Sighing, she sat back and viewed her guileless handiwork. It wasn't as beautiful as the Mona Lisa or flashy enough to get her an A but she loved it. It was adorable, girlie, and totally ridiculous. She laughed as she stared down at it, relieved that now she could keep thoughts of love at bay. With another little sigh, she slipped her artwork into her history book for safekeeping.
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(A few days later)
Kagome stretched and yawned, her arms full of thing necessary for a good bath. Shippo was already fast asleep by the bright fire and Inuyasha was up in a tree ignoring her, so Miroku was the only one who noticed Kagome making her way from the camp and into the forest.
"Kagome, where are you heading off to?" the concerned monk asked her.
"I'm going to the hot springs for a bath. Don't you dare try to follow me Miroku," the girl said, her voice heavy with warning.
Miroku smirked, a warm shimmer in his dark eyes. "A bath is hardly a place for a book, Kagome."
"Well unlike some people, I need to study for a huge history exam," she replied. She was more than a little stressed out and the idea of a long soak in the hot spring made her want to relax a bit. "And thanks to you guys, this is the only time I get to do so."
"Well it's isn't like we're forcing you to come along with us," Inuyasha's sarcastic voice spoke from above. "Why don't you just-"
"Sit!"
Miroku hardly batted an eye when he saw Inuyasha come crashing down onto the hard ground, his face an inch in the dirt. He turned back to Kagome but she was gone, a piece a paper floating to the ground in her wake. Curious, Miroku stood up and retrieved the thing.
"What in the…" Miroku murmured, looking down at the paper. "Hahahaha!!!"
"What the hell are you laughing at?" Inuyasha asked as she sat up, rubbing dirt from his face and glaring at the guffawing monk.
"Oh...haha," Miroku struggled to say, hiding the piece of paper behind his back. "Nothing at all…heheehehe."
Inuyasha stared as at Miroku as if he were loosing his mind. "Riiight." As quick as lightening, Inuyasha was on his feet with the paper in his hands, Miroku thrown to the side ("Now I don't think you should-"). Ignoring the monk's warning, the half-demon took one look and his eyes bulged out of his head. O.O;
"What the fuck?!"
Miroku tried to hold it in but he could only do so much. "Hahahahehee…Well it looks like Inuyasha has a secret admirer!"
"Shut up, Miroku!" Inuyasha growled as a deep blush of embarrassment settled into his cheeks. But the monk only cackled more, rolling on the ground with his arms wrapped around his stomach. Glaring, the proud half-demon thought about shredding the humiliating picture with his claws. Was this piece of crap Kagome's handiwork?
"What the matter?" the sleepy heavy voice of Shippo asked from the burning fire. "Why are you yelling? Where's Kagome?"
"It has nothing that concerns you, brat," Inuyasha spoke a little harshly.
"Well, ya see, Shippo," Miroku began calmly for the benefit of the fox demon, "there comes a time in every girls' life when she makes a little gift for her sweetheart-a certain thing that reveals her true feelings..."
Inuyasha growled low in his voice.
"It was awfully cute, Inuyasha. At least admit that! The hearts and the little flowers were just…"
"SHUT UP, MIROKU!"
"Kagome made Inuyasha a gift?" Shippo asked eagerly. "I wanna see it!"
"NO!" In a huff, Inuyasha shoved the insulting artwork into his sleeve and jumped high into the nearest tree. In a second he was gone.
"Why was he acting to funny?" Shippo asked Miroku.
The monk merely smiled and replied, "I'll tell you when you are older."
The End ^_^
(Hope you liked it!)