Alternate Realities
By: Yours Truly I DO NOT OWN INUYASHA, OR ANY OTHER ANIME. BUT, HEY IF YOU FIND OUT A WAY
FOR ME TO OWN SESSHOUMARU, CALL ME.
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edebey: *grins happily* I now own Inuyasha. I stole em' from Rumiko Takashi. Guy in Black Glasses appears. Guy in Black Glasses: You are now under arrest for grand theft anime! edebey: *hides characters in closet* What *ARE* you talking about? Guy in Black Glasses: You stole the characters from Rumiko Takashi. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can, may, and will be used against you in the court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you can not afford one, one will be appointed to you. edebey: *sweatdrops* YOU CAN HAVE EM'. I'LL GIVE THEM BACK. Guy in Black Glasses: Good. Guy in Black Glasses disappears.
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GIRLS- P.O.V.
Kagome slowed down when she approached the off ramp. Letting the Black gain up on her, she clicked her left turn signal on and swerved left. He followed at a steady distance behind her. Slowly, ever so slowly they made their way to a small cream and lilac structure that had an outside patio with a dance floor and a balcony with more tables. The sign let them know they were at the Presi Dium.
She pulled in and around a circular drive, turning into a private parking lot. She pulled into a parking spot close to the private entrance. The Lexus pulled up a few spots behind her and parked. The Kagome and Sango got out of the car and leaned on the driver's side, while Kikyou just sat on the top of the backseats.
Kagome looked at the three guys getting out of the car. She thought a minute and rephrased that. the two guys and man getting out of the car.
The two guys weren't bad looking. One of them was decked out in Gucci, with long silver/white hair, and golden eyes. The other was decked in South Pole and donning two golden earrings in his left ear, brown eyes, and short black hair in a ponytail and the nape of his neck.
The Man was another story. He was dressed in a three peice Armani suit. Nice Burbon leather shoes with the same silver/white hair as the other guy, but his golden eyes had a peircing quality, like he could see into your soul. It sent shivers down her spine, looking at him.
GUYS- P.O.V.
Sesshoumaru slowly followed the girls, having a good notion of where they were going, probably some little cafe or a small dinky restuarant. He had no idea they would pull into the private parking lot of the Presi Dium. He was midly impressed. Though he did not show it.
When the girls situated themselves, he got a good look at each of them, and noticed they were probably all little snobby rich girls. But when he took a second glance at the driver, his thoughts were sent to the trash. She was dressed like a everyday girl. No rich girl would ever be caught dressed in that, much less, seen with someone dressed like that.
The Front Passenger was a young, strong-looking girl who had an air of daring. She had on a pair of blue-jeans and a blue tank top with white laces up the sides. Her hair was black as night and looked blue in the light. She was actually quite decent compared to the backseat sitter.The Backseat Passenger was a slinky-looking girl who was wearing a small white mini-skirt with a white halter-top that tied in back. Her brown hair contrasted with her style of clothing. He did not respect women who dressed like this one.
The one that really caught his attention was the driver twirling her keys back and forth on her index finger. She was a young looking woman, about 18, maybe 19. She had red pants on with a white whisker-wash. To match her pants she wore a white and silver top with billowing sleeves that carried in the wind, pulling her black hair around her pale face, making her look like a goddess in the afternoon glow of sunlight. Her eyes caught his for a moment and he saw a emotion he did not reconize.
The three men got out of their car and made their way to the Mustang that beat them, Miroku walking ahead of the rest to end up in front of the front passenger.
"My name is Miroku Kazaana, ma'am. Will you please allow me a question, my humble beauty?" he asked taking her hand and kissing the fingers.
"W-w-what?" the woman hesitated.
"What is your name?" he asked, still holding her hands.
"S-Sango, Sango Miyagi." she answered awe-struck with his flirting.
"Sango, will you give me the plesure of baring my child?" he asked while caressing her backside.
WHAM! BAM! THUD! Sango was red with embarrassment or anger, maybe both.
"Don't worry he does that all the time, Sango. I'm Inuyasha West. And you may be?" Inuyasha asked the slinky looking girl.
"Oh, I'm Kikyou Tama. Why don't we go inside and get the group a table? Inuyasha would you accompany me?" she cooed, he was caught like a fish on a hook. He followed her like a traind puppy.
"Well, there goes Little Miss Bitch. Hi, I'm Kagome Higurashi. You have a nice car over there. Good speed, too. We'll treating you guys to dinner for your good sport, how does that sound?" She asked looking up at him and giving him a blinding smile.
Sango made her way inside dragging an unconsious Miroku by his hands.
"My name is Sesshoumaru West. You also have a nice car sitting here. Who's is it, really? Your boyfriends, or your brothers?" He asked, enjoying seeing the emotions flit across her face, like joy, shock, confusion, then anger.
"It is mine would you like to see the title? I can fish is out of the glove compartment, if you like." she snapped back.
"Lift your hood, I belive you, woman."he said as he put is hands in his pocket and walked to the front of her car to see just what she had in there....
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Hi, do you like it so far? I know Sesshoumaru is OCC, but hey what are fanfics for? They are your stories made up by imagination. I have a fixation with Mustangs. I WOULD RATHER PUSH A MUSTANG, THAN DRIVE A CHEVORLET, OR ANYTING ELSE. If you really like it you will review please. This is kind of my first fanfic, and I would really appreciate it if you review. Thanks for support,
By: Yours Truly I DO NOT OWN INUYASHA, OR ANY OTHER ANIME. BUT, HEY IF YOU FIND OUT A WAY
FOR ME TO OWN SESSHOUMARU, CALL ME.
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edebey: *grins happily* I now own Inuyasha. I stole em' from Rumiko Takashi. Guy in Black Glasses appears. Guy in Black Glasses: You are now under arrest for grand theft anime! edebey: *hides characters in closet* What *ARE* you talking about? Guy in Black Glasses: You stole the characters from Rumiko Takashi. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can, may, and will be used against you in the court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you can not afford one, one will be appointed to you. edebey: *sweatdrops* YOU CAN HAVE EM'. I'LL GIVE THEM BACK. Guy in Black Glasses: Good. Guy in Black Glasses disappears.
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GIRLS- P.O.V.
Kagome slowed down when she approached the off ramp. Letting the Black gain up on her, she clicked her left turn signal on and swerved left. He followed at a steady distance behind her. Slowly, ever so slowly they made their way to a small cream and lilac structure that had an outside patio with a dance floor and a balcony with more tables. The sign let them know they were at the Presi Dium.
She pulled in and around a circular drive, turning into a private parking lot. She pulled into a parking spot close to the private entrance. The Lexus pulled up a few spots behind her and parked. The Kagome and Sango got out of the car and leaned on the driver's side, while Kikyou just sat on the top of the backseats.
Kagome looked at the three guys getting out of the car. She thought a minute and rephrased that. the two guys and man getting out of the car.
The two guys weren't bad looking. One of them was decked out in Gucci, with long silver/white hair, and golden eyes. The other was decked in South Pole and donning two golden earrings in his left ear, brown eyes, and short black hair in a ponytail and the nape of his neck.
The Man was another story. He was dressed in a three peice Armani suit. Nice Burbon leather shoes with the same silver/white hair as the other guy, but his golden eyes had a peircing quality, like he could see into your soul. It sent shivers down her spine, looking at him.
GUYS- P.O.V.
Sesshoumaru slowly followed the girls, having a good notion of where they were going, probably some little cafe or a small dinky restuarant. He had no idea they would pull into the private parking lot of the Presi Dium. He was midly impressed. Though he did not show it.
When the girls situated themselves, he got a good look at each of them, and noticed they were probably all little snobby rich girls. But when he took a second glance at the driver, his thoughts were sent to the trash. She was dressed like a everyday girl. No rich girl would ever be caught dressed in that, much less, seen with someone dressed like that.
The Front Passenger was a young, strong-looking girl who had an air of daring. She had on a pair of blue-jeans and a blue tank top with white laces up the sides. Her hair was black as night and looked blue in the light. She was actually quite decent compared to the backseat sitter.The Backseat Passenger was a slinky-looking girl who was wearing a small white mini-skirt with a white halter-top that tied in back. Her brown hair contrasted with her style of clothing. He did not respect women who dressed like this one.
The one that really caught his attention was the driver twirling her keys back and forth on her index finger. She was a young looking woman, about 18, maybe 19. She had red pants on with a white whisker-wash. To match her pants she wore a white and silver top with billowing sleeves that carried in the wind, pulling her black hair around her pale face, making her look like a goddess in the afternoon glow of sunlight. Her eyes caught his for a moment and he saw a emotion he did not reconize.
The three men got out of their car and made their way to the Mustang that beat them, Miroku walking ahead of the rest to end up in front of the front passenger.
"My name is Miroku Kazaana, ma'am. Will you please allow me a question, my humble beauty?" he asked taking her hand and kissing the fingers.
"W-w-what?" the woman hesitated.
"What is your name?" he asked, still holding her hands.
"S-Sango, Sango Miyagi." she answered awe-struck with his flirting.
"Sango, will you give me the plesure of baring my child?" he asked while caressing her backside.
WHAM! BAM! THUD! Sango was red with embarrassment or anger, maybe both.
"Don't worry he does that all the time, Sango. I'm Inuyasha West. And you may be?" Inuyasha asked the slinky looking girl.
"Oh, I'm Kikyou Tama. Why don't we go inside and get the group a table? Inuyasha would you accompany me?" she cooed, he was caught like a fish on a hook. He followed her like a traind puppy.
"Well, there goes Little Miss Bitch. Hi, I'm Kagome Higurashi. You have a nice car over there. Good speed, too. We'll treating you guys to dinner for your good sport, how does that sound?" She asked looking up at him and giving him a blinding smile.
Sango made her way inside dragging an unconsious Miroku by his hands.
"My name is Sesshoumaru West. You also have a nice car sitting here. Who's is it, really? Your boyfriends, or your brothers?" He asked, enjoying seeing the emotions flit across her face, like joy, shock, confusion, then anger.
"It is mine would you like to see the title? I can fish is out of the glove compartment, if you like." she snapped back.
"Lift your hood, I belive you, woman."he said as he put is hands in his pocket and walked to the front of her car to see just what she had in there....
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Hi, do you like it so far? I know Sesshoumaru is OCC, but hey what are fanfics for? They are your stories made up by imagination. I have a fixation with Mustangs. I WOULD RATHER PUSH A MUSTANG, THAN DRIVE A CHEVORLET, OR ANYTING ELSE. If you really like it you will review please. This is kind of my first fanfic, and I would really appreciate it if you review. Thanks for support,
