Let me get this over with first.
Disclaimer:: No, I think it's a bit obvious that I don't own Inuyasha, for god's sakes do I look like a Japanese manga author.
A/N::
Sorry, I know that I said that I wold update a bit sooner than this but I've had the week from hell, and only got the chance the write now. (I have the worst luck in the world, and my life sux) I'll just leave it at that
Sorry, this chapter is a bit awkward, cuz I've hit like major writer's block, but its still trudging along.
READ AND REVIEW PLZ!! Thank you for reading this. I'm SO happy. I got reviews ::hugs comp::
PS a lotta this fic is gonna be flash backs I luv 'em
UnChosen One :: I know that Sess is a lil OOC but that's mostly cuz I;m showing him as changed b/c of Kag. Thanks for your opinion tho. 3 reviews? ( Of course this will be a Sess/Kag, I love him. Tho I might be writing a inu/kag soon too.
Shadow :: Thanks I;m glad that ur enjoying this fic. Thank you for reviewing too.
Mala :: Don't worry I'll continue writing this fic. I'm glad you think that its interesting.
Katzzartar :: Thanks for telling me. The name's fitting.
HiaiHakusho :: Thank you!! You are soo sweet. I'm glad you like it!
Paint War
Flashing Sesshoumaru a bright smile, Kagome dipped her brush into the can of creamy white paint and started de-pinkify the walls of the apartment.
'I never would have thought that I would be here actually friendly with and helping Sesshoumaru. It seems so long ago that we were barely on speaking terms.'
* * * * * * Flash Back * * * * * *
A young girl with a rumpled look about her raced through the halls of the intimidating college building, with a frantic look on her face.
'I can't believe I overslept! The professor is going to kill me! How could I be late on my first day of classes! And in college!!!'
She made a quick turn at the next corner, narrowly avoiding skidding into a wall, as she sprinted towards her class.
Finally reaching the door, she paused and carefully cracked the door open to hear a deep voice lecturing inside already.
Hoping to avoid attention, she quietly slipped in and took a seat in the back. Sighing in relief, Kagome sunk into her seat, mentally patting herself on the back for a disaster avoided. Reaching down to open her bag, she did not notice the sudden silence that fell over the room.
Feeling a shudder of foreboding, Kagome looked up and found herself falling into two deep golden eyes that were colder than one would have thought possible for such a fiery color. With an audible gulp, she quickly glanced around the room to notice that everyone's attention was on her and the immaculate young man glaring down upon her.
' He can't possibly be the professor. He's waaay too young, right?' she thought nervously as she glance up to be met once again by icy golden eyes that seemed to be waiting for her to speak.
"Name." demanded the man in a hard tone that sounded oddly dangerous in his soft voice. He appeared to be only a few years older than herself, though his expression was completely masked and emotionless and he had a aura of power and maturity that most of her peers lacked. His features were deceivingly delicate and almost feminine in their sophistication, but his carriage left no doubt as to his true sex. Though his unusual waist-length white hair seemed to be finer than that of any girl. An icy, biting coldness seemed to radiate off of him, as well as disdain, and a touch of boredom, as if the world around him wasn't good enough for his presence.
He was the definition of sangfroid.
The intimidated Kagome mentally cringed, after all she was a freshman that had dared showed up late to class. However, this she was not about to let this cold-hearted, self-important little man think that he had frightened her
"Higurashi Kagome", she replied meeting him eye for eye, and straightening her shoulders.
One of his eyebrows quirked slightly as if to say that she had surprised him, though he remained as cool and collected as before. "Do not show up to this class late again, Higurashi. Punctuality is a must in this class," he said before he swept down the aisle back to the front of the room, breaking the tension that seemed to have settled over the room like a cloak. The entire class had been expecting carnage, and let out a communal sigh of relief, as Sesshoumaru strode back to the front of the room.
* * * * * * End Flash Back * * * * * *
'Not exactly the best first impression to make. It took over a year and half to get through that icy exterior, but it was definitely worth it. He's different now I think. Like part of him has grown soft or at least stopped pushing away the world. Is it because of me?' she thought as she felt something cold and wet brush over her hand.
"Sesshoumaru! Watch where you're painting!" She exclaimed as she looked down to see a white streak of paint now on the back of her hand.
Sesshoumaru smirked back at her and continued to paint the wall beside her.
Seeing his smirked, Kagome's temper flared.
Taking her full brush, she swiped it across his cheek, creating a nice streak of paint on his immaculate face.
Sesshoumaru turned to face her with a mischievous glint in his otherwise calm face. Smirking he retaliated with a swipe across her nose that led to a full-blown paint war.
~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_
Inutaisho pulled up to the parking lot outside of his son's apartment, looking around with faint approval. The area seemed nice and safe enough. Dragging a reluctant Inuyasha out of the door, and towards the apartment number that his son had given him the week before on the phone.
Noticing that the door was slightly ajar he pushed it open, only to be met with one of the most shocking scenes in his entire life.
His normally cold impassive son was laughing as a younger dark-haired woman pinned him to the ground with her knees, practically sitting on his stomach, attempting to swipe paint onto his already smudged face.
Meanwhile, Sesshoumaru was fighting her off armed with a paintbrush in one hand and a roller in the other. Both were covered with paint, though it was not nearly as noticeable in Sesshoumaru's milky waist-length hair, which had managed to partially escape from its braid in the course of the fight.
Kagome's bun had long since given up attempting to keep order in her hair, and it now fell to a glossy, slightly tangled river of midnight behind her back, marred with bits of white paint where Sesshoumaru had succeed in painting her.
Inuyasha peeked out from his father's back, curious as to why he had suddenly stopped. And gaped at the scene before him.
His Kagome was playfully fighting with his half brother on the ground. And he was LAUGHING!
When he finally regained his ability to speak, he expressed himself with an eloquent, "WHAT THE F***!!!!"
A/N: I know sorta a cliffie ::evil smirk:: Don't worry I'll update soon. IF you guys review. I kno I;m being evil and bribing you guys, but I never said that they had to be good reviews!
Btw does n e one know how to change you profile?
Disclaimer:: No, I think it's a bit obvious that I don't own Inuyasha, for god's sakes do I look like a Japanese manga author.
A/N::
Sorry, I know that I said that I wold update a bit sooner than this but I've had the week from hell, and only got the chance the write now. (I have the worst luck in the world, and my life sux) I'll just leave it at that
Sorry, this chapter is a bit awkward, cuz I've hit like major writer's block, but its still trudging along.
READ AND REVIEW PLZ!! Thank you for reading this. I'm SO happy. I got reviews ::hugs comp::
PS a lotta this fic is gonna be flash backs I luv 'em
UnChosen One :: I know that Sess is a lil OOC but that's mostly cuz I;m showing him as changed b/c of Kag. Thanks for your opinion tho. 3 reviews? ( Of course this will be a Sess/Kag, I love him. Tho I might be writing a inu/kag soon too.
Shadow :: Thanks I;m glad that ur enjoying this fic. Thank you for reviewing too.
Mala :: Don't worry I'll continue writing this fic. I'm glad you think that its interesting.
Katzzartar :: Thanks for telling me. The name's fitting.
HiaiHakusho :: Thank you!! You are soo sweet. I'm glad you like it!
Paint War
Flashing Sesshoumaru a bright smile, Kagome dipped her brush into the can of creamy white paint and started de-pinkify the walls of the apartment.
'I never would have thought that I would be here actually friendly with and helping Sesshoumaru. It seems so long ago that we were barely on speaking terms.'
* * * * * * Flash Back * * * * * *
A young girl with a rumpled look about her raced through the halls of the intimidating college building, with a frantic look on her face.
'I can't believe I overslept! The professor is going to kill me! How could I be late on my first day of classes! And in college!!!'
She made a quick turn at the next corner, narrowly avoiding skidding into a wall, as she sprinted towards her class.
Finally reaching the door, she paused and carefully cracked the door open to hear a deep voice lecturing inside already.
Hoping to avoid attention, she quietly slipped in and took a seat in the back. Sighing in relief, Kagome sunk into her seat, mentally patting herself on the back for a disaster avoided. Reaching down to open her bag, she did not notice the sudden silence that fell over the room.
Feeling a shudder of foreboding, Kagome looked up and found herself falling into two deep golden eyes that were colder than one would have thought possible for such a fiery color. With an audible gulp, she quickly glanced around the room to notice that everyone's attention was on her and the immaculate young man glaring down upon her.
' He can't possibly be the professor. He's waaay too young, right?' she thought nervously as she glance up to be met once again by icy golden eyes that seemed to be waiting for her to speak.
"Name." demanded the man in a hard tone that sounded oddly dangerous in his soft voice. He appeared to be only a few years older than herself, though his expression was completely masked and emotionless and he had a aura of power and maturity that most of her peers lacked. His features were deceivingly delicate and almost feminine in their sophistication, but his carriage left no doubt as to his true sex. Though his unusual waist-length white hair seemed to be finer than that of any girl. An icy, biting coldness seemed to radiate off of him, as well as disdain, and a touch of boredom, as if the world around him wasn't good enough for his presence.
He was the definition of sangfroid.
The intimidated Kagome mentally cringed, after all she was a freshman that had dared showed up late to class. However, this she was not about to let this cold-hearted, self-important little man think that he had frightened her
"Higurashi Kagome", she replied meeting him eye for eye, and straightening her shoulders.
One of his eyebrows quirked slightly as if to say that she had surprised him, though he remained as cool and collected as before. "Do not show up to this class late again, Higurashi. Punctuality is a must in this class," he said before he swept down the aisle back to the front of the room, breaking the tension that seemed to have settled over the room like a cloak. The entire class had been expecting carnage, and let out a communal sigh of relief, as Sesshoumaru strode back to the front of the room.
* * * * * * End Flash Back * * * * * *
'Not exactly the best first impression to make. It took over a year and half to get through that icy exterior, but it was definitely worth it. He's different now I think. Like part of him has grown soft or at least stopped pushing away the world. Is it because of me?' she thought as she felt something cold and wet brush over her hand.
"Sesshoumaru! Watch where you're painting!" She exclaimed as she looked down to see a white streak of paint now on the back of her hand.
Sesshoumaru smirked back at her and continued to paint the wall beside her.
Seeing his smirked, Kagome's temper flared.
Taking her full brush, she swiped it across his cheek, creating a nice streak of paint on his immaculate face.
Sesshoumaru turned to face her with a mischievous glint in his otherwise calm face. Smirking he retaliated with a swipe across her nose that led to a full-blown paint war.
~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_
Inutaisho pulled up to the parking lot outside of his son's apartment, looking around with faint approval. The area seemed nice and safe enough. Dragging a reluctant Inuyasha out of the door, and towards the apartment number that his son had given him the week before on the phone.
Noticing that the door was slightly ajar he pushed it open, only to be met with one of the most shocking scenes in his entire life.
His normally cold impassive son was laughing as a younger dark-haired woman pinned him to the ground with her knees, practically sitting on his stomach, attempting to swipe paint onto his already smudged face.
Meanwhile, Sesshoumaru was fighting her off armed with a paintbrush in one hand and a roller in the other. Both were covered with paint, though it was not nearly as noticeable in Sesshoumaru's milky waist-length hair, which had managed to partially escape from its braid in the course of the fight.
Kagome's bun had long since given up attempting to keep order in her hair, and it now fell to a glossy, slightly tangled river of midnight behind her back, marred with bits of white paint where Sesshoumaru had succeed in painting her.
Inuyasha peeked out from his father's back, curious as to why he had suddenly stopped. And gaped at the scene before him.
His Kagome was playfully fighting with his half brother on the ground. And he was LAUGHING!
When he finally regained his ability to speak, he expressed himself with an eloquent, "WHAT THE F***!!!!"
A/N: I know sorta a cliffie ::evil smirk:: Don't worry I'll update soon. IF you guys review. I kno I;m being evil and bribing you guys, but I never said that they had to be good reviews!
Btw does n e one know how to change you profile?