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a bigger thanks to those who gave me nice long reviews. To those who just
read and don't leave a review...Well let's say it isn't nice, because you're
reading a story that I typed for hours and I get nothing in return? What's
the deal with that?
Other than that, this chapter is mostly a flashback and information chapter. So you see what Ch. 5 is going to be about. Trust me it just got better.
Disclaimer: By now you should know that of course I don't own Inuyasha.
High School Reunion
Chapter Four
Then Came the Letter
I had graduated and owned a promising and successful line of my own fashion. And during those years that I had grown up, I had never thought of him. It wasn't intentional, it happened. My life was speeding by and those thoughts were almost gone. Traces of how I had felt for that person were lost among my years of aging and prosperity. I never realized that I was so crazy in love with him till now.
In fact everything I had thought of him in high school was put away. Put away to rest and never untouched until this very moment.
I sat on my bed thinking about it. I was thinking about it for a long time too.
'What if?' was the first question that came to mind.
For Pete's sake I hadn't felt like this for so long and now...
I couldn't even believe ten years was here already. I thought I had grown up and put those feelings away, bottled up and lost in my mind. But once again those childish feelings came back. My stomach was all in a knot, my breathing was irregular and my heart uncontrollable. They were unburied in a matter of seconds.
All those years I had spent trying to forget, all those years I had put up a wall to protect myself from getting hurt and rejected.
Vanished, just gone. It was as if they never existed.
That was what I had become, a hormone-driven teenager in a twenty-eight year old body.
Everything that I felt for him was all there. Everything I had bottled up for him had come back. Everything.
All because of the letter sitting in my hands.
My past finally caught up to me and another chapter in my life was to unfold. A part of my life that would be one of the most challenging things to overcome.
More so than when I was struggling in college, or when I had first started my own fashion line; and at the start it was slow. So slow that I thought it was going to be a failure. I almost gave up then, but some how faith came to save me. I was discovered and released into the world with a new outlook.
Another chance was given to me. My line of clothes became a hit with my new inspiration.
It was definitely rewarding. The sweet success growing into something unimaginable. It felt so good to give that money away too, to help the less fortunate.
I thought then, that was the most challenging thing that I had overcome. But now I didn't know.
I just didn't know anymore.
(Flashback)
Kagome got out of Sango's car and grabbed her stuff out of the trunk. It seemed her bags had gotten heavier each moment. Maybe because her mind and heart were on a sadder note to some extent.
Kagome remembered leaving her home; the shrine, a few hours ago. It was the hardest thing she had ever done in her life at the time.
Her mother and Grandpa and Souta was standing outside of her home; waving goodbye. Souta had tears in his eyes as he ran along side the road waving goodbye before he no longer could catch up with the car.
A sight that was sore to her heart.
It was something Kagome could not describe the pain that was released. But along with that pain came realization and then happiness.
And that was the last she saw of them until they drove out of distance, leaving behind her home that she had known for eighteen years.
It was the very same home that she grew up in, the house that she learned how to ride a bike, or reading a whole book by her own self. It was the home she had known her whole life, sure Kagome had switched schools because her mother wanted her to get a better education.
Of course the transition to Sengoku Jidai high School was hard, she was new there. And at the time she thought it was the hardest thing in the world to be a new kid.
Till now... She had never left her home before. She had never moved out of her house before. And the key word was NEVER. Goodbyes were hard. Lord only knew how hard it was for Kagome. Kagome had cried over the last few days of summer vacation ending near.
But at the same time she had felt excited. It was her first time living alone, leaving home, and the beginning of a new adventure.
It was that very feeling that made her feel lost and confused.
But she was ready. It was her future ahead of her. She was going to be successful.
No matter what happened along the way. Her dream would not be crushed for that one goal.
Kagome looked around as she stared at her college, it seemed different than the last time she had been here with her mom registering her classes. It seemed bigger.
It wasn't like high school. It was huge. It was gargantuan.
Her heart beated faster now that she had the full effect of seeing her new home.
Her new home.
Kagome grabbed her bags, and headed towards her dorm room.
She needed her time alone to think.
It was something that Sango couldn't fix. And she needed to do this on her own. She took her step into college alone, heading to her new home.
Home...
Kagome and Sango had deposited all their stuff and were walking around looking at their new home. Their very own dorm. "It's nice, huh Kagome?" Sango asked looking around the dorm.
"It's so big and new, just as it is almost scary. I can't wait till I start classes tomorrow." Kagome said as she sat down on her bed.
Sango sat down on her own bed and turned her head over to Kagome. "This is it Kagome. This is what we've been waiting for and now we've made it." Kagome nodded in agreement and said "Yeah we made it Sango. We did it."
Kagome sat alone in her dorm because her classes started in the afternoon. She had decided to take Marketing and other business classes so she would know what she was up against when she got out of college.
Unlike most little kids. Kagome's ideal future career wasn't to become a vet or a doctor. She wanted to become a fashion designer, to make clothes. It had always been her passion. She remembered when she was five and her mom and her went on a shopping spree.
It was on her very first shopping spree that it hit her. What she wanted to be.
But it only was that one time that made her fall in love. She remembered walking into a big department store and saw displays of colors and colors of clothes.
The endless colors and designs made her fall in love with clothes. Not buying them but designing them. Decorating them and coordinating them. She had many notebooks in which she drew out clothes and colored with crayons as a child.
As she got older she started taking art classes and improved that skill. And instead of coloring with crayons, she colored with colored pencils, paints, oils, and pens. It became her hobby.
It became a passion.
A passion which fueled her into pursuing that dream.
(Four Years Later)
Kagome looked at the crowd; she could hear music playing as the seniors was being called to get their diploma. She couldn't believe it she was graduating with a bachelor's degree. She was graduating once again. Another step in her life achieved with endless hours of studying, working, and designing in what little free time she had. She was finally going to start her life long dream.
It was all coming along nicely. She smiled as she rose to get her diploma, hearing her name being called. A surge of undeniable happiness rose in her as she held her diploma. A piece of paper declaring her to move on.
To the next stage in life.
Kagome wondered if life could get any better than this. Little did she know what fate had in store for her.
(Six Years later)
Kagome's stores was successfully up and running. Her line of clothes was all the rage in Tokyo, in all of Japan.
Her hours of visioning and sketching clothes had finally paid off. Kagome had six stores of her very own clothing line open. It was going all good.
She had appeared in numerous fashion magazines, and was on many T.V. shows. She was a self made millionaire at twenty four. Twenty- four, she still couldn't believe it. That the two numbers co-existed together. Twenty-four and million; a millionaire.
Being a millionaire didn't change the fact of who she was and what her heart told her.
She never forgot her family back home. She had bought them a new house and let her grandpa keep the shrine, she bought her mother a new car, and she had even given Souta a college fund and a sports car for his birthday.
She would spend Sundays with her family by having dinner. And dinner at her mother's was always homemade. Even fancy cuisines couldn't compare to her mother's homemade food. Nothing at all.
Kagome never wasted her money for useless things. She had become wiser over the years, instead of buying a mansion like every millionaire does. She had bought a penthouse that overlooked the sea. She always respected everyone, even the little people.
Kagome was not one you took lightly. She fought hard to be among the highly respected designers. She worked endless hours from night until morning designing new clothes that no one has ever thought of or seen.
Clothes that was vibrant and full of color. Clothes that were something you didn't see everyday, clothes that would shock your friends and make them want it too. The word was unexpected. And that was the effect she put on her customers and other competitors.
That night she had planned to go out to dinner with Sango to celebrate the one year opening of her clothing line.
But Kagome wasn't the only one busy that year. Sango had opened her restaurant and was planning to open her second one with her long time boyfriend Miroku. She and Miroku worked hard together and both shared the company equally.
The restaurants were the finest in Tokyo, five stars and all. All the celebrities went there. It looked good for the two starting duos. The two happy and in love duos. Something Kagome wished she could find, a partner and a lifetime companion by her side...
At dinner Kagome looked around she and Sango were eating in Sango's VIP room. "Sango the renovations in this restaurant look great. You and Miroku make quite a team." Kagome said appreciatively as she stared at the colorful glass room that she was in.
Sango smiled and took it to her heart. "Thanks Kagome, it's been rough the first year but I glad it got through. Though I would have never imagined becoming a successful chef."
Kagome laughed with Sango. "I didn't believe it either. When you told me four years ago how much you loved cooking, I was shocked. I mean you couldn't even bake cookies properly."
"Hey I had no cooking experience at the time...Though it does seem funny now." Sango admitted thinking about it.
"Sango I'm glad all went well for you." Kagome added.
"And you Kagome, I mean we finally got what we wanted. We made it Kagome."
And the two women clinked their glasses enjoying their success and their wonderful life.
Meanwhile Inuyasha was also becoming successful in America. He had a mansion in California, a large penthouse in New York, and a beach house in Miami.
Inuyasha was proud to say he had become a richer man in life and in his heart. He had become richer than his father.
A feat that was incredibly hard to surpass. After all, his father used to be one out of the five richest men in the world. Till Inuyasha beat him at his own game. Inuyasha owned a chain of businesses that varied from clubs to decked out five star hotels.
He also had ten other corporate buildings worldwide, exchanging, selling, and negotiating stocks. He had everything he could possibly want, three houses, several cars, a successful future, and a long time loving girlfriend and soon to be fiancée, Kikyo. And he really did think he had everything that he possibly needed. He really did but he had never stepped into Japan for ten years.
And ten years was a lot. Those ten years make you forget stuff. Like the little things, and those little things are much bigger than they seem.
There was something that was still missing in his life, and that something was in Tokyo, Japan.
He couldn't place his finger on it.
He sat down on his white plush couch and went through his mail. A white crisp envelope peeked out from the rest. The front read 'High School Reunion'.
A mailman drove his car around the nice neighborhood and delivered the residents' mail, he was going to the last stop of the day.
1254 Tokyo Lane. There he deposited a single letter in the mailbox, the letter that sealed Kagome Higurashi's fate.
Kagome had come home late from dining with Sango and was stepping out of her car to get her mail.
She opened the mailbox and grabbed the single letter and headed inside to her new home. Kagome sighed, her new home was too big, and it was meant for more than one person to live in the house.
Kagome stepped inside and headed for her answering machine, she pressed a button.
Beep! You have two messages! "Hi Kagome it's me; mom. I wanted to say congrats on opening your sixth store and that you make us proud back home. Call me back when you have the time, okay? Love you Kagome bye!"
Kagome made a mental note to call her mom later and then listened to her last message.
Beep! "Kagome its Sango have you checked your mail today? If you got a long white envelope open it ASAP! Call me back when you've read it! Bye!"
Kagome looked at the simple white envelope in her hand and flipped it over to see the address.
It was the address of her old high school. 'Could it be?' thought Kagome.
She slowly opened the envelope and read the letter. It was her ten year high school reunion notice. The reunion was next week.
Kagome dropped the letter on the table and put a hand to her neck. All the feelings she had forgotten ten years ago came rushing back.
All of it came back.
AN: Yay! Finished this chapter. Looks like the plot thickens kiddies.
Other than that, this chapter is mostly a flashback and information chapter. So you see what Ch. 5 is going to be about. Trust me it just got better.
Disclaimer: By now you should know that of course I don't own Inuyasha.
High School Reunion
Chapter Four
Then Came the Letter
I had graduated and owned a promising and successful line of my own fashion. And during those years that I had grown up, I had never thought of him. It wasn't intentional, it happened. My life was speeding by and those thoughts were almost gone. Traces of how I had felt for that person were lost among my years of aging and prosperity. I never realized that I was so crazy in love with him till now.
In fact everything I had thought of him in high school was put away. Put away to rest and never untouched until this very moment.
I sat on my bed thinking about it. I was thinking about it for a long time too.
'What if?' was the first question that came to mind.
For Pete's sake I hadn't felt like this for so long and now...
I couldn't even believe ten years was here already. I thought I had grown up and put those feelings away, bottled up and lost in my mind. But once again those childish feelings came back. My stomach was all in a knot, my breathing was irregular and my heart uncontrollable. They were unburied in a matter of seconds.
All those years I had spent trying to forget, all those years I had put up a wall to protect myself from getting hurt and rejected.
Vanished, just gone. It was as if they never existed.
That was what I had become, a hormone-driven teenager in a twenty-eight year old body.
Everything that I felt for him was all there. Everything I had bottled up for him had come back. Everything.
All because of the letter sitting in my hands.
My past finally caught up to me and another chapter in my life was to unfold. A part of my life that would be one of the most challenging things to overcome.
More so than when I was struggling in college, or when I had first started my own fashion line; and at the start it was slow. So slow that I thought it was going to be a failure. I almost gave up then, but some how faith came to save me. I was discovered and released into the world with a new outlook.
Another chance was given to me. My line of clothes became a hit with my new inspiration.
It was definitely rewarding. The sweet success growing into something unimaginable. It felt so good to give that money away too, to help the less fortunate.
I thought then, that was the most challenging thing that I had overcome. But now I didn't know.
I just didn't know anymore.
(Flashback)
Kagome got out of Sango's car and grabbed her stuff out of the trunk. It seemed her bags had gotten heavier each moment. Maybe because her mind and heart were on a sadder note to some extent.
Kagome remembered leaving her home; the shrine, a few hours ago. It was the hardest thing she had ever done in her life at the time.
Her mother and Grandpa and Souta was standing outside of her home; waving goodbye. Souta had tears in his eyes as he ran along side the road waving goodbye before he no longer could catch up with the car.
A sight that was sore to her heart.
It was something Kagome could not describe the pain that was released. But along with that pain came realization and then happiness.
And that was the last she saw of them until they drove out of distance, leaving behind her home that she had known for eighteen years.
It was the very same home that she grew up in, the house that she learned how to ride a bike, or reading a whole book by her own self. It was the home she had known her whole life, sure Kagome had switched schools because her mother wanted her to get a better education.
Of course the transition to Sengoku Jidai high School was hard, she was new there. And at the time she thought it was the hardest thing in the world to be a new kid.
Till now... She had never left her home before. She had never moved out of her house before. And the key word was NEVER. Goodbyes were hard. Lord only knew how hard it was for Kagome. Kagome had cried over the last few days of summer vacation ending near.
But at the same time she had felt excited. It was her first time living alone, leaving home, and the beginning of a new adventure.
It was that very feeling that made her feel lost and confused.
But she was ready. It was her future ahead of her. She was going to be successful.
No matter what happened along the way. Her dream would not be crushed for that one goal.
Kagome looked around as she stared at her college, it seemed different than the last time she had been here with her mom registering her classes. It seemed bigger.
It wasn't like high school. It was huge. It was gargantuan.
Her heart beated faster now that she had the full effect of seeing her new home.
Her new home.
Kagome grabbed her bags, and headed towards her dorm room.
She needed her time alone to think.
It was something that Sango couldn't fix. And she needed to do this on her own. She took her step into college alone, heading to her new home.
Home...
Kagome and Sango had deposited all their stuff and were walking around looking at their new home. Their very own dorm. "It's nice, huh Kagome?" Sango asked looking around the dorm.
"It's so big and new, just as it is almost scary. I can't wait till I start classes tomorrow." Kagome said as she sat down on her bed.
Sango sat down on her own bed and turned her head over to Kagome. "This is it Kagome. This is what we've been waiting for and now we've made it." Kagome nodded in agreement and said "Yeah we made it Sango. We did it."
Kagome sat alone in her dorm because her classes started in the afternoon. She had decided to take Marketing and other business classes so she would know what she was up against when she got out of college.
Unlike most little kids. Kagome's ideal future career wasn't to become a vet or a doctor. She wanted to become a fashion designer, to make clothes. It had always been her passion. She remembered when she was five and her mom and her went on a shopping spree.
It was on her very first shopping spree that it hit her. What she wanted to be.
But it only was that one time that made her fall in love. She remembered walking into a big department store and saw displays of colors and colors of clothes.
The endless colors and designs made her fall in love with clothes. Not buying them but designing them. Decorating them and coordinating them. She had many notebooks in which she drew out clothes and colored with crayons as a child.
As she got older she started taking art classes and improved that skill. And instead of coloring with crayons, she colored with colored pencils, paints, oils, and pens. It became her hobby.
It became a passion.
A passion which fueled her into pursuing that dream.
(Four Years Later)
Kagome looked at the crowd; she could hear music playing as the seniors was being called to get their diploma. She couldn't believe it she was graduating with a bachelor's degree. She was graduating once again. Another step in her life achieved with endless hours of studying, working, and designing in what little free time she had. She was finally going to start her life long dream.
It was all coming along nicely. She smiled as she rose to get her diploma, hearing her name being called. A surge of undeniable happiness rose in her as she held her diploma. A piece of paper declaring her to move on.
To the next stage in life.
Kagome wondered if life could get any better than this. Little did she know what fate had in store for her.
(Six Years later)
Kagome's stores was successfully up and running. Her line of clothes was all the rage in Tokyo, in all of Japan.
Her hours of visioning and sketching clothes had finally paid off. Kagome had six stores of her very own clothing line open. It was going all good.
She had appeared in numerous fashion magazines, and was on many T.V. shows. She was a self made millionaire at twenty four. Twenty- four, she still couldn't believe it. That the two numbers co-existed together. Twenty-four and million; a millionaire.
Being a millionaire didn't change the fact of who she was and what her heart told her.
She never forgot her family back home. She had bought them a new house and let her grandpa keep the shrine, she bought her mother a new car, and she had even given Souta a college fund and a sports car for his birthday.
She would spend Sundays with her family by having dinner. And dinner at her mother's was always homemade. Even fancy cuisines couldn't compare to her mother's homemade food. Nothing at all.
Kagome never wasted her money for useless things. She had become wiser over the years, instead of buying a mansion like every millionaire does. She had bought a penthouse that overlooked the sea. She always respected everyone, even the little people.
Kagome was not one you took lightly. She fought hard to be among the highly respected designers. She worked endless hours from night until morning designing new clothes that no one has ever thought of or seen.
Clothes that was vibrant and full of color. Clothes that were something you didn't see everyday, clothes that would shock your friends and make them want it too. The word was unexpected. And that was the effect she put on her customers and other competitors.
That night she had planned to go out to dinner with Sango to celebrate the one year opening of her clothing line.
But Kagome wasn't the only one busy that year. Sango had opened her restaurant and was planning to open her second one with her long time boyfriend Miroku. She and Miroku worked hard together and both shared the company equally.
The restaurants were the finest in Tokyo, five stars and all. All the celebrities went there. It looked good for the two starting duos. The two happy and in love duos. Something Kagome wished she could find, a partner and a lifetime companion by her side...
At dinner Kagome looked around she and Sango were eating in Sango's VIP room. "Sango the renovations in this restaurant look great. You and Miroku make quite a team." Kagome said appreciatively as she stared at the colorful glass room that she was in.
Sango smiled and took it to her heart. "Thanks Kagome, it's been rough the first year but I glad it got through. Though I would have never imagined becoming a successful chef."
Kagome laughed with Sango. "I didn't believe it either. When you told me four years ago how much you loved cooking, I was shocked. I mean you couldn't even bake cookies properly."
"Hey I had no cooking experience at the time...Though it does seem funny now." Sango admitted thinking about it.
"Sango I'm glad all went well for you." Kagome added.
"And you Kagome, I mean we finally got what we wanted. We made it Kagome."
And the two women clinked their glasses enjoying their success and their wonderful life.
Meanwhile Inuyasha was also becoming successful in America. He had a mansion in California, a large penthouse in New York, and a beach house in Miami.
Inuyasha was proud to say he had become a richer man in life and in his heart. He had become richer than his father.
A feat that was incredibly hard to surpass. After all, his father used to be one out of the five richest men in the world. Till Inuyasha beat him at his own game. Inuyasha owned a chain of businesses that varied from clubs to decked out five star hotels.
He also had ten other corporate buildings worldwide, exchanging, selling, and negotiating stocks. He had everything he could possibly want, three houses, several cars, a successful future, and a long time loving girlfriend and soon to be fiancée, Kikyo. And he really did think he had everything that he possibly needed. He really did but he had never stepped into Japan for ten years.
And ten years was a lot. Those ten years make you forget stuff. Like the little things, and those little things are much bigger than they seem.
There was something that was still missing in his life, and that something was in Tokyo, Japan.
He couldn't place his finger on it.
He sat down on his white plush couch and went through his mail. A white crisp envelope peeked out from the rest. The front read 'High School Reunion'.
A mailman drove his car around the nice neighborhood and delivered the residents' mail, he was going to the last stop of the day.
1254 Tokyo Lane. There he deposited a single letter in the mailbox, the letter that sealed Kagome Higurashi's fate.
Kagome had come home late from dining with Sango and was stepping out of her car to get her mail.
She opened the mailbox and grabbed the single letter and headed inside to her new home. Kagome sighed, her new home was too big, and it was meant for more than one person to live in the house.
Kagome stepped inside and headed for her answering machine, she pressed a button.
Beep! You have two messages! "Hi Kagome it's me; mom. I wanted to say congrats on opening your sixth store and that you make us proud back home. Call me back when you have the time, okay? Love you Kagome bye!"
Kagome made a mental note to call her mom later and then listened to her last message.
Beep! "Kagome its Sango have you checked your mail today? If you got a long white envelope open it ASAP! Call me back when you've read it! Bye!"
Kagome looked at the simple white envelope in her hand and flipped it over to see the address.
It was the address of her old high school. 'Could it be?' thought Kagome.
She slowly opened the envelope and read the letter. It was her ten year high school reunion notice. The reunion was next week.
Kagome dropped the letter on the table and put a hand to her neck. All the feelings she had forgotten ten years ago came rushing back.
All of it came back.
AN: Yay! Finished this chapter. Looks like the plot thickens kiddies.