First fic! (Throws confetti) Okay! Please review, I need all the help I can
get! Anything! Tips on personalities would be great! I don't want any OOC.
No flames, constructive criticism please. My muse is new at this, just a
pup. Ah well, I'll be okay, besides I can just blame my muse! Ha! (Suddenly
shuts up) Uh, I'm sorry. Please don't look at me like that. Rabid muse!
Run! Wait, here's the dedication, see you at the bottom of the page! Good
wolfie...!
Dedicated to my two best friends Rhea and Fireblade for convincing me to write my ideas! And the lack of internet that drove me to utmost boredom and started me actually sitting and writing! Thanks guys! (What do you think about Sesshomaru becoming a can can dancer? He'd be great, what with the boa and all. No? Ah well...()
Disclaimer: I wish I did, but I don't. If I owned Inuyasha, what would I be doing here? Really! ************************( Kagome darted around a small bush, quickly scanning the street for fellow students. At this hour there were plenty of them rushing around to get to class in time, her sneaking around had made her late again. Third time this week, she really had to figure out a better way to get away from Him. 'One block' she thought. She was barely a block away from her school, Tokyo public High school. Or what she liked to call it, the international house of boredom. IHOB. Like the pancake place, only instead of serving pancakes, the school serves boredom, and cafeteria food. Blargh. Taking a last look around as she prepared to dash across the narrow street, behind the statue of the school founder, to the steps and through the wide double doors, she was interrupted by a familiar, sinister voice.
"Hey! Kagome! Over here!" Freezing, she slowly turned around, pasting a smile to her face. "Uh, hi Hojo." Hojo smiled his unique smile, oblivious as usual to Kagome's less than excited tone of voice. Hojo was famous for that smile. With light brown hair, good looks and an easy manner Hojo was one of the most popular boys at Kagome's school. Many of the girls were crazy about him. Kagome was one of the most popular girls. A match made in heaven. Yeah right. Kagome looked around at the crowd of kids milling around and trying to get to class on schedule, which she probably wasn't going to be able to do. Hojo would go yapping on past the bell if she let him. Kagome was searching for the faces of Keiko (or pretty much anyone) to rescue her. Her situation with Hojo was well known at school. Or should she say gossiped about Way too much. "So," Hojo said, still smiling, irk. "How're you doing?" Kagome sighed; she knew where this was going. Just where all of the conversations she had with Hojo went. He was going to try and ask her out. Again. This was like the thousandth time! Most other guys would have given up by now, but not Hojo. "Okay, I guess" There was Keiko! She was easy to recognize because of her rather interesting hair style. Keiko was very attractive with her long wavy hair and pretty blue eyes, but she had a thing about hair. A sort of. obsession... with styles and colors. Keiko changed her hair almost daily, with mixed results. Most of the guys liked her anyway. She tried to catch her friends' eye. "How about you?" Hojo's smile grew even larger, if that was possible. Double irk. "Good. Hey I was wondering, are you busy-" He was interrupted by Keiko (finally) trotting towards them with a escape plan on her lips. "Well if it isn't Hojo and Kagome! You know, you guys are always late?! Kagome and I need to get to Homeroom!" So, it was the 'Blab-and-run', they had used that one quite often lately. They had to change their routine soon, even Hojo may gat suspicious. Maybe they should do fainting spells or mysterious illness's. Keiko quickly dragged Kagome (not unwillingly by any means) from Hojo.
The situation with Hojo goes thus: Since as far back as Kagome could remember, which was pretty far since Kagome had a good memory, he had been there. Like a black cloud, blotting out the sun of her otherwise perfect life. Or a boil on the backside of. well, maybe that's enough. Anyway it wasn't fun. Whenever he could catch her, he would immediately ask her out. He managed to quite often; Hojo seemed to have some sort of eerie sixth sense about her whereabouts. She swore she once saw him in the hall of their elementary school looking for her; he had sniffed like a bloodhound and started homing in on her. Kagome always either ran or replied with a elusive "maybe another time!" Pleading family issues or sickness, while really thinking something more along the lines of "Over by dead body!!" Really he was a nice boy, but he just wasn't the brightest bulb. He was fine in academics, but when it came to the real world he didn't seem to have a clue.
Once away Kagome wondered about Hojo's social ineptness, "When will he catch the hint that I'm not interested?!" Keiko smiled, amused. This wasn't the first time Kagome had needed help with her obnoxious admirer. No, quite to the contrary she had been called on often to rescue her friend; most of the school was in favor of Kagome and Hojo getting together. Some went as far to scheme up matchmaking plots and set Kagome up with Hojo unknowingly. Those whom Kagome discovered were dealt with harshly... Thongs on the flag pole material, Kagome was normally an extremely nice and tolerant person, but even she could be vicious when provoked. She hated that guy. "Oh really Kagome, just give the poor boy a chance! He's liked you practically since the first grade!" He had initiated the romance with an offering of shared Cheerios, Kagome was allergic. An omen. Keiko liked Hojo, not romantically though, she preferred someone with more hair style. She thought Hojo and Kagome should at least try and get together. They just looked so good as a couple! Keiko didn't fool herself, she didn't expect to sway Kagome though, she was way too stubborn. Mulish you might say. If she thought someone was trying to force her into something she would buck and kick and do anything to get out of it.
Surprisingly they made it to class in time, although they did cut it close. The halls are hard to rush through with nosy teachers screaming at you not to run, but to hurry on to class. What did they think Keiko and she had been doing? Running for the exercise? Please, the walk home was exercise enough with the guerilla techniques, darting behind walls and jumping over hedges. The class was doing the tardy countdown as they raced through the door. They made it with only seconds to spare. The tardy countdown was an invention of Mr. Shards, He liked making up new things for the class to do together, even if it does humiliate the kids that are receiving the countdown. Pretty stupid, or at least that's what she thought when she was the one late. Once the class was seated the teacher, Mr. Shards, came to the front of the room. "Settle down now kids! Some good news today!" Most everyone liked Mr. Shards; he was a nice teacher that made sure his class was interesting and fun for everyone. He made some of the most boring things into art projects, plays, or free time discussions. An hour or so where you could do anything, even play cards, as long as you talk about the subject. It was cool; he was tall and imposing with a deep voice. Often students who were new to the school and hadn't met him yet took one look at him and began to envision piles of homework, harsh lectures and other general abuse. They soon learned that he was the complete opposite. Mr. Shards beamed at the class. "I've got myself a new victim!" Kagome and some others laughed at this. The rest of the class just groaned in response, their brains still half asleep. "Allow me to introduce our new student from Kyoto, Inuyasha!" The door swung open at this and the whole class leaned over to peer at the odd boy that strode in. Whoa!
Kagome's eyes were immediately drawn to the strange ears resting atop the Inuyasha's head. When Kagome peered closer she realized they were actually white, furry, dog ears! What the heck?! Was this his idea of a joke? This wasn't kindergarten where people thought it was cute when the kids came in wearing bunny outfits. Kagome wonderingly moved her eyes past the long... white hair and locked eyes with him. Locked her cinnamon brown eyes with his expressive golden ones, that is. Kagome briefly wondered if he was wearing contacts, then dismissed the idea. She could understand why someone would want eyes like that, they were a great deep, mellow gold, But what was with the ears? And the hair? They didn't look fake, and the ears were cute. Very cute. Shoving aside the desire to run up and rub his ears Kagome and the class chorused together, "Hello Inuyasha!" The boy a couple seats behind her, (Kouga) was quiet, though. She heard him mutter something about circus freaks. Kagome frowned, that was so rude! Kouga was not someone she liked, He was extremely possessive. Once he had broken a kids arm for stealing one of his brownies. He also liked Kagome, loudly proclaiming that she was his woman, even though she had made sure he knew that she wasn't interested. Immediately Inuyasha's ears swiveled towards the sound and he smiled, not a nice smile, revealing a mouth of straight white teeth, and very pointed canines. Those things looked sharp! It gave him a menacing appearance, what with the height and the strange looks. He bowed, keeping his eyes on Kouga. Kouga just looked back, glaring. Mr. Shards went on asking questions about him, his hobbies, his old school, yada yada etc. A guitar player? Cool. Kagome snapped herself out of it. Probably good at everything and a total jerk. Yup. She wasn't that interested, she had gotten up too early to sit around and hear some guy's life story. Even if he was cute. Besides, she could probably see him in another class and figure him out. Suddenly Kagome realized she had thought of him as cute! Ack! Kagome mentally kicked herself, cute? Where had that thought come from?! Kagome tried to calm down, deciding that she was just tired and clearly not thinking rationally. She hadn't been interested in any guys as far as she could remember, although plenty seemed interested in her for some reason. They were all annoying, stupid, jocks, jerks. she could go on for hours. Whatever, she was probably just interested in his weird looks, and that wasn't a good reason to get involved. She tuned out the conversation; after all, what did one more weirdo at her school matter? It wasn't like Inuyasha was the only one; pretty much everyone at her school was just as weird. Soon she would realize that she had just barely perceived the outer weirdness, and that she was in for one, well. interesting trip.
(Pant pant) We've come to a understanding, (pant) I am responsible for all postings. My muse just gives advice, (pant pant) which he can withdraw at any time. And he is the best muse ever, the most caring, most handsome, the silkiest fur. What? Oh sorry I forgot. He is also the sweetest and would never (pant) dream of dragging his near unconscious partner to the computer and forcing her to compliment him. Nope, never. Okay! I'm now safe and I have only minor scratches! Yay! What do you think? Good, Bad, Ugly? Tell! Is it too short? It's just the first chapter. I'm thinking about having a 1, 0000 word min. per chapter. I don't like short or hurried stories. I need to stop typing before I work myself into a frenzy. What? Too late? I am not in a frenzy!! If I was in a frenzy I would be yelling and babbling! Grrrrr! (The next few sentences have been eliminated due to excess insanity. My muse just bit me. Ouch. We now continue.) Ah, nice to get that out of my system. Anyway, you people probably have better things to do than read more of my blather. I'll hopefully hear from you in the reviews that I will be getting any time now. (Hint hint wink wink) Review! My muse will get you!
Dedicated to my two best friends Rhea and Fireblade for convincing me to write my ideas! And the lack of internet that drove me to utmost boredom and started me actually sitting and writing! Thanks guys! (What do you think about Sesshomaru becoming a can can dancer? He'd be great, what with the boa and all. No? Ah well...()
Disclaimer: I wish I did, but I don't. If I owned Inuyasha, what would I be doing here? Really! ************************( Kagome darted around a small bush, quickly scanning the street for fellow students. At this hour there were plenty of them rushing around to get to class in time, her sneaking around had made her late again. Third time this week, she really had to figure out a better way to get away from Him. 'One block' she thought. She was barely a block away from her school, Tokyo public High school. Or what she liked to call it, the international house of boredom. IHOB. Like the pancake place, only instead of serving pancakes, the school serves boredom, and cafeteria food. Blargh. Taking a last look around as she prepared to dash across the narrow street, behind the statue of the school founder, to the steps and through the wide double doors, she was interrupted by a familiar, sinister voice.
"Hey! Kagome! Over here!" Freezing, she slowly turned around, pasting a smile to her face. "Uh, hi Hojo." Hojo smiled his unique smile, oblivious as usual to Kagome's less than excited tone of voice. Hojo was famous for that smile. With light brown hair, good looks and an easy manner Hojo was one of the most popular boys at Kagome's school. Many of the girls were crazy about him. Kagome was one of the most popular girls. A match made in heaven. Yeah right. Kagome looked around at the crowd of kids milling around and trying to get to class on schedule, which she probably wasn't going to be able to do. Hojo would go yapping on past the bell if she let him. Kagome was searching for the faces of Keiko (or pretty much anyone) to rescue her. Her situation with Hojo was well known at school. Or should she say gossiped about Way too much. "So," Hojo said, still smiling, irk. "How're you doing?" Kagome sighed; she knew where this was going. Just where all of the conversations she had with Hojo went. He was going to try and ask her out. Again. This was like the thousandth time! Most other guys would have given up by now, but not Hojo. "Okay, I guess" There was Keiko! She was easy to recognize because of her rather interesting hair style. Keiko was very attractive with her long wavy hair and pretty blue eyes, but she had a thing about hair. A sort of. obsession... with styles and colors. Keiko changed her hair almost daily, with mixed results. Most of the guys liked her anyway. She tried to catch her friends' eye. "How about you?" Hojo's smile grew even larger, if that was possible. Double irk. "Good. Hey I was wondering, are you busy-" He was interrupted by Keiko (finally) trotting towards them with a escape plan on her lips. "Well if it isn't Hojo and Kagome! You know, you guys are always late?! Kagome and I need to get to Homeroom!" So, it was the 'Blab-and-run', they had used that one quite often lately. They had to change their routine soon, even Hojo may gat suspicious. Maybe they should do fainting spells or mysterious illness's. Keiko quickly dragged Kagome (not unwillingly by any means) from Hojo.
The situation with Hojo goes thus: Since as far back as Kagome could remember, which was pretty far since Kagome had a good memory, he had been there. Like a black cloud, blotting out the sun of her otherwise perfect life. Or a boil on the backside of. well, maybe that's enough. Anyway it wasn't fun. Whenever he could catch her, he would immediately ask her out. He managed to quite often; Hojo seemed to have some sort of eerie sixth sense about her whereabouts. She swore she once saw him in the hall of their elementary school looking for her; he had sniffed like a bloodhound and started homing in on her. Kagome always either ran or replied with a elusive "maybe another time!" Pleading family issues or sickness, while really thinking something more along the lines of "Over by dead body!!" Really he was a nice boy, but he just wasn't the brightest bulb. He was fine in academics, but when it came to the real world he didn't seem to have a clue.
Once away Kagome wondered about Hojo's social ineptness, "When will he catch the hint that I'm not interested?!" Keiko smiled, amused. This wasn't the first time Kagome had needed help with her obnoxious admirer. No, quite to the contrary she had been called on often to rescue her friend; most of the school was in favor of Kagome and Hojo getting together. Some went as far to scheme up matchmaking plots and set Kagome up with Hojo unknowingly. Those whom Kagome discovered were dealt with harshly... Thongs on the flag pole material, Kagome was normally an extremely nice and tolerant person, but even she could be vicious when provoked. She hated that guy. "Oh really Kagome, just give the poor boy a chance! He's liked you practically since the first grade!" He had initiated the romance with an offering of shared Cheerios, Kagome was allergic. An omen. Keiko liked Hojo, not romantically though, she preferred someone with more hair style. She thought Hojo and Kagome should at least try and get together. They just looked so good as a couple! Keiko didn't fool herself, she didn't expect to sway Kagome though, she was way too stubborn. Mulish you might say. If she thought someone was trying to force her into something she would buck and kick and do anything to get out of it.
Surprisingly they made it to class in time, although they did cut it close. The halls are hard to rush through with nosy teachers screaming at you not to run, but to hurry on to class. What did they think Keiko and she had been doing? Running for the exercise? Please, the walk home was exercise enough with the guerilla techniques, darting behind walls and jumping over hedges. The class was doing the tardy countdown as they raced through the door. They made it with only seconds to spare. The tardy countdown was an invention of Mr. Shards, He liked making up new things for the class to do together, even if it does humiliate the kids that are receiving the countdown. Pretty stupid, or at least that's what she thought when she was the one late. Once the class was seated the teacher, Mr. Shards, came to the front of the room. "Settle down now kids! Some good news today!" Most everyone liked Mr. Shards; he was a nice teacher that made sure his class was interesting and fun for everyone. He made some of the most boring things into art projects, plays, or free time discussions. An hour or so where you could do anything, even play cards, as long as you talk about the subject. It was cool; he was tall and imposing with a deep voice. Often students who were new to the school and hadn't met him yet took one look at him and began to envision piles of homework, harsh lectures and other general abuse. They soon learned that he was the complete opposite. Mr. Shards beamed at the class. "I've got myself a new victim!" Kagome and some others laughed at this. The rest of the class just groaned in response, their brains still half asleep. "Allow me to introduce our new student from Kyoto, Inuyasha!" The door swung open at this and the whole class leaned over to peer at the odd boy that strode in. Whoa!
Kagome's eyes were immediately drawn to the strange ears resting atop the Inuyasha's head. When Kagome peered closer she realized they were actually white, furry, dog ears! What the heck?! Was this his idea of a joke? This wasn't kindergarten where people thought it was cute when the kids came in wearing bunny outfits. Kagome wonderingly moved her eyes past the long... white hair and locked eyes with him. Locked her cinnamon brown eyes with his expressive golden ones, that is. Kagome briefly wondered if he was wearing contacts, then dismissed the idea. She could understand why someone would want eyes like that, they were a great deep, mellow gold, But what was with the ears? And the hair? They didn't look fake, and the ears were cute. Very cute. Shoving aside the desire to run up and rub his ears Kagome and the class chorused together, "Hello Inuyasha!" The boy a couple seats behind her, (Kouga) was quiet, though. She heard him mutter something about circus freaks. Kagome frowned, that was so rude! Kouga was not someone she liked, He was extremely possessive. Once he had broken a kids arm for stealing one of his brownies. He also liked Kagome, loudly proclaiming that she was his woman, even though she had made sure he knew that she wasn't interested. Immediately Inuyasha's ears swiveled towards the sound and he smiled, not a nice smile, revealing a mouth of straight white teeth, and very pointed canines. Those things looked sharp! It gave him a menacing appearance, what with the height and the strange looks. He bowed, keeping his eyes on Kouga. Kouga just looked back, glaring. Mr. Shards went on asking questions about him, his hobbies, his old school, yada yada etc. A guitar player? Cool. Kagome snapped herself out of it. Probably good at everything and a total jerk. Yup. She wasn't that interested, she had gotten up too early to sit around and hear some guy's life story. Even if he was cute. Besides, she could probably see him in another class and figure him out. Suddenly Kagome realized she had thought of him as cute! Ack! Kagome mentally kicked herself, cute? Where had that thought come from?! Kagome tried to calm down, deciding that she was just tired and clearly not thinking rationally. She hadn't been interested in any guys as far as she could remember, although plenty seemed interested in her for some reason. They were all annoying, stupid, jocks, jerks. she could go on for hours. Whatever, she was probably just interested in his weird looks, and that wasn't a good reason to get involved. She tuned out the conversation; after all, what did one more weirdo at her school matter? It wasn't like Inuyasha was the only one; pretty much everyone at her school was just as weird. Soon she would realize that she had just barely perceived the outer weirdness, and that she was in for one, well. interesting trip.
(Pant pant) We've come to a understanding, (pant) I am responsible for all postings. My muse just gives advice, (pant pant) which he can withdraw at any time. And he is the best muse ever, the most caring, most handsome, the silkiest fur. What? Oh sorry I forgot. He is also the sweetest and would never (pant) dream of dragging his near unconscious partner to the computer and forcing her to compliment him. Nope, never. Okay! I'm now safe and I have only minor scratches! Yay! What do you think? Good, Bad, Ugly? Tell! Is it too short? It's just the first chapter. I'm thinking about having a 1, 0000 word min. per chapter. I don't like short or hurried stories. I need to stop typing before I work myself into a frenzy. What? Too late? I am not in a frenzy!! If I was in a frenzy I would be yelling and babbling! Grrrrr! (The next few sentences have been eliminated due to excess insanity. My muse just bit me. Ouch. We now continue.) Ah, nice to get that out of my system. Anyway, you people probably have better things to do than read more of my blather. I'll hopefully hear from you in the reviews that I will be getting any time now. (Hint hint wink wink) Review! My muse will get you!