Chibi Okami ~ Hey all, I just changed my pen name! What 'cha think? It
means little wolf! ^_^ Well, anyways, thanks to all who reviewed, I really
appreciate it. Now I have a Things to Do List for you all 1)read the fic
2)REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes, that was meant to be in all caps. ^_^ 3) I don't
care what 3 is, just make sure you do steps 1-2! ^_^ you'll make me happy!
Disclaimer ~ I do not own Inu-Yasha and co! I am serious here! I own like nothing! That's right! I live in a box on the side of the street! I only have the clothes on my back. I own nothing and I could never own Inu-Yasha. I am just a poor homeless girl sleeping in a box on the street starving and not owning Inu-Yasha *tear* Ok, so maybe I am not homeless, but still I do not own Inu-Yasha! I can only pray that one day I be as great as the almighty Rumico. Oh, and if there is a Tokyo Times I don't own that either. I told you! I own NOTHING! -.^
Spilled Ink
Chapter Two ~ departing
Kagome quickly pulled out her book-bag and began pulling clothes out of her drawers. She pulled out three pairs of clothes and quickly shoved them inside of her book-bag. Along with the three pairs of clothes she had her toothbrush and other bathroom stuff all in a plastic bag, a book, her journalist stuff (recorder, notebook, pens, and other stuff she thought might come in handy while interviewing someone). She also included a Tokyo Times newspaper. She continued to stuff her book-bag full of what other stuff she thought that she would need on her journey.
Once she was packed she sat down on her bed and thought. What was she doing? Was she just crazy? Her whole plan was to disappear and return with information from Inu-Yasha and Naraku in hand. Like that was going to happen. She was just crazy. She planted her face into her hands and a tear fell from her eye. She had to do something. She just couldn't sit back and watch any longer.
She had heard of his latest killing. He, well, not Naraku himself, they assume, he had used his followers to kill the whole family of people living peacefully. They were said to stay out of the way and never bother anyone. They were also a family rumored to be as sly as a fox, but what reason did he have to kill them? Their child had disappeared. The poor kid probably couldn't believe what happened and ran away from an orphanage or a foster home.
She just couldn't let this go on. She stood up and had decided, she was going to find Inu-Yasha if it was the last thing she did. She would give the rent to her land lord early, just so she didn't have to bother with the stuff she couldn't bring along. There wasn't much though. She didn't have much money, the only job she had was the one at the fast-food place downtown. They wouldn't miss her.
She was a bit worried about her parents, she felt bad leaving them, but hey, running away was supposed to be fun, right? A trip back to childhood. Only she wasn't running away from her parents, she was just running away from every day life of being a reporter wannabe and to be a suicidal psycho. Kagome smiled at that thought. She was just a suicidal psycho it seemed. She was just going to run away from everything that she had ever known just to find a witness that will help her find a murderer. She was psycho just thinking that she could do what the police couldn't.
She decided not to think about it anymore. She swung her book-bag over her shoulder and started toward the door. Just then she realized she forgot something. Well, more of a someone. She had forgotten about her cat. The laziest, fattest cat Kagome had ever seen. The cat she wasn't supposed to have in her apartment . . . She forgot Buyo. She began calling for the animal and got a quick purr in reply. She followed the purr over to the poor fat cat's empty food bowl. She plucked the cat up into her arms and started out the door.
She slammed the door shut behind her and locked it. She stuffed the key into the book-bag and started on her way to the landlord's office. He wasn't there so she just dropped off the check with the note. It was probably better he wasn't there, cats weren't allowed to be in the building and she was cradling one in her arms. She walked out of the apartment complex and walked a ways before she turned around to stare at her old home. She could still turn back, it wasn't to late. She could just go back and act like the thought of leaving never passed through her head. She mentally punished herself. She had no home now, she only had what was in her book-bag and her cat. All in all, it wasn't much, but it was enough for her. This was all she had and it was all she needed. She never liked that apartment anyways. She told herself. She wasn't leaving anything important behind, except maybe the Tokyo Times. She would miss everyone there, even Keadea telling her that her columns were terrible.
But she turned her back on her old life and she left it behind. No longer was she going to worry about that. Her only concern was anything to do with Naraku. She would find him, and she would start by searching for Inu-Yasha.
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Inu-Yasha sat on his bed and thought about why that dream kept haunting him. He had had the same dream at least three nights in a row. It just wouldn't leave him alone. It was going to drive him mad. That happened years ago, his parents' death was over with, it was history. But, why did it still bug him so much? Maybe it bugged him because Naraku had killed them and he is still killing. He hated Naraku and he would kill him, he just had to wait until the right time and then Naraku would be all his. He would have to have his defenses down sometime, and when that time comes, Inu-Yasha would be all over him faster than lightning. Naraku was going to go to hell for what he did. He deserved to go to hell. No only did he kill his parents, but he also killed others, and just for fun.
Inu-Yasha stood up and grabbed his head. He looked out the window and saw that there was no moon. He felt the top of his head and cursed as he noticed missing ears, only then did he notice his missing fangs and claws. How could he had forgotten it was the night of no moon? He sighed and ran his hand through his tangled midnight black hair. He ran his fingers through it and got most of the tangles out. He threw the covers of his bed back and stood up. He stretched and yawned before he got himself dressed, and with a black coat on, was ready to go out the door. He didn't have to worry about a hat, he had no dog ears tonight.
He walked out the door without looking back. He pushed his hands into his pockets and started on his way. He didn't know where he was going and he didn't care. He just wanted to get out of there and be able to breathe fresh air. He needed to clear his head. Those thoughts of his past were starting to get annoying. He just didn't want to think about it.
He looked up at the stars and thought that if only things were as nice as they were up there. It would be so peaceful, not like the his hectic life right now. It would be so nice. If only he could just forget. Forget his past and Naraku, maybe even forget what and who he was. It would be nice.
He was shaken out of his dream by a cry. He at first thought that he had imagined it, but when he heard it again, he knew that it wasn't just him. He followed the sound to an alley way. It took longer than normal not having his demon hearing, but he could hear better than a human. He looked down the alley to find a group of men circled around a girl with a cat in her hands. He didn't know exactally what was going on, but he knew that it didn't look good and that's all he needed for an excuse to attack.
"Feh. Picking on a helpless women. You make me sick." And with that he ran up and attacked the men. There were six in all and Inu-Yasha smiled as they ran up to him with weapons in hand. He may not have demon blood at the moment, but he sure was stronger than any weak human. He quickly took them all out and he looked at the girl. He saw in horror that the man held her by the neck and held a knife to her throat.
End of Chapter Two
Chibi Okami ~ Hey, I hope you all liked it. Sorry it was a bit shorter than the others will be, but not by much. Well, I have to go and I will be back to write more soon! Just make sure you REVIEW! *chanting* REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! Oh, and constructive criticism always appreciated!
Disclaimer ~ I do not own Inu-Yasha and co! I am serious here! I own like nothing! That's right! I live in a box on the side of the street! I only have the clothes on my back. I own nothing and I could never own Inu-Yasha. I am just a poor homeless girl sleeping in a box on the street starving and not owning Inu-Yasha *tear* Ok, so maybe I am not homeless, but still I do not own Inu-Yasha! I can only pray that one day I be as great as the almighty Rumico. Oh, and if there is a Tokyo Times I don't own that either. I told you! I own NOTHING! -.^
Spilled Ink
Chapter Two ~ departing
Kagome quickly pulled out her book-bag and began pulling clothes out of her drawers. She pulled out three pairs of clothes and quickly shoved them inside of her book-bag. Along with the three pairs of clothes she had her toothbrush and other bathroom stuff all in a plastic bag, a book, her journalist stuff (recorder, notebook, pens, and other stuff she thought might come in handy while interviewing someone). She also included a Tokyo Times newspaper. She continued to stuff her book-bag full of what other stuff she thought that she would need on her journey.
Once she was packed she sat down on her bed and thought. What was she doing? Was she just crazy? Her whole plan was to disappear and return with information from Inu-Yasha and Naraku in hand. Like that was going to happen. She was just crazy. She planted her face into her hands and a tear fell from her eye. She had to do something. She just couldn't sit back and watch any longer.
She had heard of his latest killing. He, well, not Naraku himself, they assume, he had used his followers to kill the whole family of people living peacefully. They were said to stay out of the way and never bother anyone. They were also a family rumored to be as sly as a fox, but what reason did he have to kill them? Their child had disappeared. The poor kid probably couldn't believe what happened and ran away from an orphanage or a foster home.
She just couldn't let this go on. She stood up and had decided, she was going to find Inu-Yasha if it was the last thing she did. She would give the rent to her land lord early, just so she didn't have to bother with the stuff she couldn't bring along. There wasn't much though. She didn't have much money, the only job she had was the one at the fast-food place downtown. They wouldn't miss her.
She was a bit worried about her parents, she felt bad leaving them, but hey, running away was supposed to be fun, right? A trip back to childhood. Only she wasn't running away from her parents, she was just running away from every day life of being a reporter wannabe and to be a suicidal psycho. Kagome smiled at that thought. She was just a suicidal psycho it seemed. She was just going to run away from everything that she had ever known just to find a witness that will help her find a murderer. She was psycho just thinking that she could do what the police couldn't.
She decided not to think about it anymore. She swung her book-bag over her shoulder and started toward the door. Just then she realized she forgot something. Well, more of a someone. She had forgotten about her cat. The laziest, fattest cat Kagome had ever seen. The cat she wasn't supposed to have in her apartment . . . She forgot Buyo. She began calling for the animal and got a quick purr in reply. She followed the purr over to the poor fat cat's empty food bowl. She plucked the cat up into her arms and started out the door.
She slammed the door shut behind her and locked it. She stuffed the key into the book-bag and started on her way to the landlord's office. He wasn't there so she just dropped off the check with the note. It was probably better he wasn't there, cats weren't allowed to be in the building and she was cradling one in her arms. She walked out of the apartment complex and walked a ways before she turned around to stare at her old home. She could still turn back, it wasn't to late. She could just go back and act like the thought of leaving never passed through her head. She mentally punished herself. She had no home now, she only had what was in her book-bag and her cat. All in all, it wasn't much, but it was enough for her. This was all she had and it was all she needed. She never liked that apartment anyways. She told herself. She wasn't leaving anything important behind, except maybe the Tokyo Times. She would miss everyone there, even Keadea telling her that her columns were terrible.
But she turned her back on her old life and she left it behind. No longer was she going to worry about that. Her only concern was anything to do with Naraku. She would find him, and she would start by searching for Inu-Yasha.
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Inu-Yasha sat on his bed and thought about why that dream kept haunting him. He had had the same dream at least three nights in a row. It just wouldn't leave him alone. It was going to drive him mad. That happened years ago, his parents' death was over with, it was history. But, why did it still bug him so much? Maybe it bugged him because Naraku had killed them and he is still killing. He hated Naraku and he would kill him, he just had to wait until the right time and then Naraku would be all his. He would have to have his defenses down sometime, and when that time comes, Inu-Yasha would be all over him faster than lightning. Naraku was going to go to hell for what he did. He deserved to go to hell. No only did he kill his parents, but he also killed others, and just for fun.
Inu-Yasha stood up and grabbed his head. He looked out the window and saw that there was no moon. He felt the top of his head and cursed as he noticed missing ears, only then did he notice his missing fangs and claws. How could he had forgotten it was the night of no moon? He sighed and ran his hand through his tangled midnight black hair. He ran his fingers through it and got most of the tangles out. He threw the covers of his bed back and stood up. He stretched and yawned before he got himself dressed, and with a black coat on, was ready to go out the door. He didn't have to worry about a hat, he had no dog ears tonight.
He walked out the door without looking back. He pushed his hands into his pockets and started on his way. He didn't know where he was going and he didn't care. He just wanted to get out of there and be able to breathe fresh air. He needed to clear his head. Those thoughts of his past were starting to get annoying. He just didn't want to think about it.
He looked up at the stars and thought that if only things were as nice as they were up there. It would be so peaceful, not like the his hectic life right now. It would be so nice. If only he could just forget. Forget his past and Naraku, maybe even forget what and who he was. It would be nice.
He was shaken out of his dream by a cry. He at first thought that he had imagined it, but when he heard it again, he knew that it wasn't just him. He followed the sound to an alley way. It took longer than normal not having his demon hearing, but he could hear better than a human. He looked down the alley to find a group of men circled around a girl with a cat in her hands. He didn't know exactally what was going on, but he knew that it didn't look good and that's all he needed for an excuse to attack.
"Feh. Picking on a helpless women. You make me sick." And with that he ran up and attacked the men. There were six in all and Inu-Yasha smiled as they ran up to him with weapons in hand. He may not have demon blood at the moment, but he sure was stronger than any weak human. He quickly took them all out and he looked at the girl. He saw in horror that the man held her by the neck and held a knife to her throat.
End of Chapter Two
Chibi Okami ~ Hey, I hope you all liked it. Sorry it was a bit shorter than the others will be, but not by much. Well, I have to go and I will be back to write more soon! Just make sure you REVIEW! *chanting* REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! Oh, and constructive criticism always appreciated!