Chap. 3
When she got to the top of the stairs, with the others following close behind, Angel didn't go down the stairs or slide down banister, but, instead, she jumped right from the top step to the arm of the couch a good 10 or 15 feet below, landing neatly. She knew it was showing off, but she couldn't help it. She wanted to impress Sesshoumaru, who, she was aware, she had a bit of a crush on. Except, demons don't have crushes, they have a strong attraction that, usually, both feels. She hoped he felt the attraction.
Sesshoumaru walked down the stairs with a regal air, showing no emotion whatsoever. But inside, he was rather amused. This girl, no, she was very nearly a woman, though it was difficult to tell a dog demon's age just by looking, she struck something inside him, something he had never felt before. He could tell she was trying to impress him and she was also flirting discreetly. He could see it in the sway of her hips and the secret smile that played at her lips whenever she looked at him. 'But how do I feel about her?' He did enjoy her scent, though. She smelled of jasmine and lavender mixed with her own, personal scent and something sweet that he didn't recognize.
When Angel opened the door, they saw a girl, seeming about the same age, with long, red hair, three locks of which were strategically placed over her right eye; her eyes were green. She was dressed in black pants and box- heeled boots; her shirt was a black peasant top (fun outfit).
"Oi, Angel-chan!"
"Oi, Aifa-chan." They greeted each other happily and embraced in a quick hug. "Will you take that silly earring out?" Angel asked pointing to the ring made of the same enchanted metal as her armband.
Aifa removed the earring and her, seemingly human, ears disappeared and reappeared on top of her head, but instead of human, they were fox ears. She was a kitsune after all. Then, she walked over to Inuyasha turned around to face Angel and asked, "Who's the hot hanyou?"
For a moment, Angel could only stare, leaving Sesshoumaru wondering what the kitsune had asked since she said it in English. When she regained her senses, Angel answered her in English. "You've lost your mind. First of all, that hanyou is an idiot. Second of all, he's in love with that human," she pointed to Kagome who was blushing and sitting on the couch. "And third of all, you came over to meet Sesshoumaru. And I wanted to go to the mall today, but that's besides the point."
All Sesshoumaru and Inuyasha had understood was "Hanyou, hanyou, Sesshoumaru." And that she had said something that made Kagome blush. Now, she had mentioned something that seemed to excite Kagome.
At the word 'mall', Kagome perked right up. "There's a mall here?" she asked.
"Of course there's a mall here. This is America, there're malls everywhere," Aifa said.
"They're here from Japan," Angel explained to her friend.
"Oh, I get it now. Did they come through the well?"
"Yeah, I don't know how it got reactivated though," Angel said.
"Reactivated?!" Inuyasha interrupted. "You mean this doesn't normally happen?"
"::sigh:: I knew this would come up eventually," Angel said. "I guess I should explain what I mean."
"This is gonna take a while, can I use your computer while you talk to them?" Aifa asked since she already knew the story.
"Fine, go ahead," Angel said and turned back to the others. "Why don't we all sit down?" When they had all found a seat: Inuyasha and Kagome in the loveseat (of all places), Sesshoumaru in the armchair, and Angel sitting on the edge of the table across from them, Angel began to explain. "Fifty years ago, my otou-san came to this time through that well from the same time as you, from Japan. He fell in love here with my okaa-san, but when they tried to go back they couldn't. Something had happened on the other side to close the portal in the well. I think there was something about a miko dieing or something like that. But now it seems that the portal hadn't been closed, it had been redirected to itself. It looks as if something has changed to make the well come back here again."
"So, do you think we would be going back to the Sengoku Jidai if we went through the well?" Kagome asked when Angel finished.
"That would be logical," she answered. "So, you can go back if you want, or you can stay here. But either way, I'm mall-bound."
"I've never been to an American mall, can I come, please?" Kagome begged.
"Not dressed like that. And how do you plan on getting around if your ankle is injured?" Angel said.
Just then Tara and Jessica emerged from a door on the other side of the room carrying something that turned out to be a pair of crutches for Kagome.
"One problem solved," Kagome said, now feeling fairly excited about going to a mall.
"I'm going upstairs to change," Angel announced, a bit disgruntled about having to baby-sit some human.
"Why don't you let Kagome borrow some clothes?" Tara suggested. Angel stopped dead, shoulders tensed in contained anger. "Well, Jessica's clothes would be too small."
"Fine," she growled in response. She didn't wait for her though. Instead, she stalked up the stairs, taking them a few at a time. A moment later, she threw a red t-shirt, which she never wore, and a pair of dark-blue jeans that would probably be too big since her legs were longer than Kagome's, over the banister, and they landed on Jessica's head, making her look rather comical.
Upstairs, in her room, Angel was discussing, with Aifa, what she might wear and fuming about he stepmother.
"Grrr, I can't believe her. She still thinks she has authority over me. The only reason she maintains that delusion is my father. Do you think this top goes with these pants?" she held up a black bodice-like top over a pair of extremely tight black flare-jeans.
"Too perfect. And if you like your head, I suggest you let her keep maintaining that delusion," Aifa answered.
"You know? I think she actually wants me to slip up so that she can get my father to punish me. But she rarely gets that satisfaction because I very rarely slip up." She changed her clothes. "What shoes do you think I should wear?"
"Your boots or the sneakers. Both go with," she answered.
"Sneakers definitely," Angel dug through her closet to find her favorite pair of sneakers.
"Are you actually going to go to the mall with those two guys dress in their yukutas?" Aifa asked.
"Well, it's almost Halloween, so that shouldn't be much of a problem, but I'd better get them some modern clothes anyway. Besides, they'll have to model them for us," Angel was imagining Sesshoumaru without a shirt (knowing but disregarding the fact that he was missing an arm). (A/N: I know I'm writing this in December, but Halloween is my favorite holiday and I couldn't put it in one that took place in Japan) "Pay dirt! I found the perfect shoes, I forgot I had these," Angel held up a pair of tight- fitting, easy-to-move-in, low heeled, leather pant-boots.
"Oh, where did you get those? They are perfect for fightin' and stylin'," Aifa said, almost sulking over the fact that she didn't have a pair. "You something to cast the illusion, right?"
"Of course I do, and the best part is: it will only work for Sesshoumaru. On Inuyasha, it would turn him into his human form, completely," Angel was referring to the enchanted metal that both she and Aifa wore.
"So that's why your sister hates it so much. I thought she just didn't like people thinking she was human," Aifa said.
"I like it even less than her, but at least I get to keep my powers, well, except my poison claws. She, on the other hand, keeps none of hers. Could you hold this for a sec?" Angel handed her a hair clip.
"Sure. Yet another thing you hold over your sister's head. I mean, you know I, personally, have nothing against hanyous, but your sister is totally annoying and completely insane," Aifa stated.
"I know, but there's really nothing I can do about it, yet," Angel said. She finished doing her hair and suggested the go downstairs. "So they don't kill each other."
They went downstairs and were greeted by a very bizarre sight.
When she got to the top of the stairs, with the others following close behind, Angel didn't go down the stairs or slide down banister, but, instead, she jumped right from the top step to the arm of the couch a good 10 or 15 feet below, landing neatly. She knew it was showing off, but she couldn't help it. She wanted to impress Sesshoumaru, who, she was aware, she had a bit of a crush on. Except, demons don't have crushes, they have a strong attraction that, usually, both feels. She hoped he felt the attraction.
Sesshoumaru walked down the stairs with a regal air, showing no emotion whatsoever. But inside, he was rather amused. This girl, no, she was very nearly a woman, though it was difficult to tell a dog demon's age just by looking, she struck something inside him, something he had never felt before. He could tell she was trying to impress him and she was also flirting discreetly. He could see it in the sway of her hips and the secret smile that played at her lips whenever she looked at him. 'But how do I feel about her?' He did enjoy her scent, though. She smelled of jasmine and lavender mixed with her own, personal scent and something sweet that he didn't recognize.
When Angel opened the door, they saw a girl, seeming about the same age, with long, red hair, three locks of which were strategically placed over her right eye; her eyes were green. She was dressed in black pants and box- heeled boots; her shirt was a black peasant top (fun outfit).
"Oi, Angel-chan!"
"Oi, Aifa-chan." They greeted each other happily and embraced in a quick hug. "Will you take that silly earring out?" Angel asked pointing to the ring made of the same enchanted metal as her armband.
Aifa removed the earring and her, seemingly human, ears disappeared and reappeared on top of her head, but instead of human, they were fox ears. She was a kitsune after all. Then, she walked over to Inuyasha turned around to face Angel and asked, "Who's the hot hanyou?"
For a moment, Angel could only stare, leaving Sesshoumaru wondering what the kitsune had asked since she said it in English. When she regained her senses, Angel answered her in English. "You've lost your mind. First of all, that hanyou is an idiot. Second of all, he's in love with that human," she pointed to Kagome who was blushing and sitting on the couch. "And third of all, you came over to meet Sesshoumaru. And I wanted to go to the mall today, but that's besides the point."
All Sesshoumaru and Inuyasha had understood was "Hanyou, hanyou, Sesshoumaru." And that she had said something that made Kagome blush. Now, she had mentioned something that seemed to excite Kagome.
At the word 'mall', Kagome perked right up. "There's a mall here?" she asked.
"Of course there's a mall here. This is America, there're malls everywhere," Aifa said.
"They're here from Japan," Angel explained to her friend.
"Oh, I get it now. Did they come through the well?"
"Yeah, I don't know how it got reactivated though," Angel said.
"Reactivated?!" Inuyasha interrupted. "You mean this doesn't normally happen?"
"::sigh:: I knew this would come up eventually," Angel said. "I guess I should explain what I mean."
"This is gonna take a while, can I use your computer while you talk to them?" Aifa asked since she already knew the story.
"Fine, go ahead," Angel said and turned back to the others. "Why don't we all sit down?" When they had all found a seat: Inuyasha and Kagome in the loveseat (of all places), Sesshoumaru in the armchair, and Angel sitting on the edge of the table across from them, Angel began to explain. "Fifty years ago, my otou-san came to this time through that well from the same time as you, from Japan. He fell in love here with my okaa-san, but when they tried to go back they couldn't. Something had happened on the other side to close the portal in the well. I think there was something about a miko dieing or something like that. But now it seems that the portal hadn't been closed, it had been redirected to itself. It looks as if something has changed to make the well come back here again."
"So, do you think we would be going back to the Sengoku Jidai if we went through the well?" Kagome asked when Angel finished.
"That would be logical," she answered. "So, you can go back if you want, or you can stay here. But either way, I'm mall-bound."
"I've never been to an American mall, can I come, please?" Kagome begged.
"Not dressed like that. And how do you plan on getting around if your ankle is injured?" Angel said.
Just then Tara and Jessica emerged from a door on the other side of the room carrying something that turned out to be a pair of crutches for Kagome.
"One problem solved," Kagome said, now feeling fairly excited about going to a mall.
"I'm going upstairs to change," Angel announced, a bit disgruntled about having to baby-sit some human.
"Why don't you let Kagome borrow some clothes?" Tara suggested. Angel stopped dead, shoulders tensed in contained anger. "Well, Jessica's clothes would be too small."
"Fine," she growled in response. She didn't wait for her though. Instead, she stalked up the stairs, taking them a few at a time. A moment later, she threw a red t-shirt, which she never wore, and a pair of dark-blue jeans that would probably be too big since her legs were longer than Kagome's, over the banister, and they landed on Jessica's head, making her look rather comical.
Upstairs, in her room, Angel was discussing, with Aifa, what she might wear and fuming about he stepmother.
"Grrr, I can't believe her. She still thinks she has authority over me. The only reason she maintains that delusion is my father. Do you think this top goes with these pants?" she held up a black bodice-like top over a pair of extremely tight black flare-jeans.
"Too perfect. And if you like your head, I suggest you let her keep maintaining that delusion," Aifa answered.
"You know? I think she actually wants me to slip up so that she can get my father to punish me. But she rarely gets that satisfaction because I very rarely slip up." She changed her clothes. "What shoes do you think I should wear?"
"Your boots or the sneakers. Both go with," she answered.
"Sneakers definitely," Angel dug through her closet to find her favorite pair of sneakers.
"Are you actually going to go to the mall with those two guys dress in their yukutas?" Aifa asked.
"Well, it's almost Halloween, so that shouldn't be much of a problem, but I'd better get them some modern clothes anyway. Besides, they'll have to model them for us," Angel was imagining Sesshoumaru without a shirt (knowing but disregarding the fact that he was missing an arm). (A/N: I know I'm writing this in December, but Halloween is my favorite holiday and I couldn't put it in one that took place in Japan) "Pay dirt! I found the perfect shoes, I forgot I had these," Angel held up a pair of tight- fitting, easy-to-move-in, low heeled, leather pant-boots.
"Oh, where did you get those? They are perfect for fightin' and stylin'," Aifa said, almost sulking over the fact that she didn't have a pair. "You something to cast the illusion, right?"
"Of course I do, and the best part is: it will only work for Sesshoumaru. On Inuyasha, it would turn him into his human form, completely," Angel was referring to the enchanted metal that both she and Aifa wore.
"So that's why your sister hates it so much. I thought she just didn't like people thinking she was human," Aifa said.
"I like it even less than her, but at least I get to keep my powers, well, except my poison claws. She, on the other hand, keeps none of hers. Could you hold this for a sec?" Angel handed her a hair clip.
"Sure. Yet another thing you hold over your sister's head. I mean, you know I, personally, have nothing against hanyous, but your sister is totally annoying and completely insane," Aifa stated.
"I know, but there's really nothing I can do about it, yet," Angel said. She finished doing her hair and suggested the go downstairs. "So they don't kill each other."
They went downstairs and were greeted by a very bizarre sight.
