AN: Uhm, yeah, this was a stupid idea. ;; Oh well. ;Twiddles thumbs and continues writing;
Kagome tapped her fingers on her desk as her teacher continued on about formulas and equations that Kagome was completely clueless about.
Kagome suddenly noticed that her fingers were making tiny dents on the desk.
"Huh?" Kagome said quietly...there was something different about her fingernails. She put them close to her face to study them, and noticed that they seemed to be reshaping themselves, slowly, but surely.
And they were coming to a point.
"What the…" Kagome murmured, staring intently at her nails, and viewing them at every angle with fascination.
"Kagome, is there something you would like to share with us?" Snapped the teacher suddenly. Kagome jumped from the call of her name.
"U-Um, no, Sensei, I just need to go to the…nurse. I'm not feeling good." Kagome replied, giving a weak little cough. She had a sudden feeling that she wouldn't want to be among twenty-eight other students in a few moments.
Kagome's teacher pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose and shot Kagome a stern look. "Very well, with your…history, I suppose that is to be expected. You are excused."
Once Kagome was away from the classroom, she started to run towards the girl's bathroom.
The entire way there, her ears popped every two seconds until everything was several times louder. She could hear the pencils scratching on papers in the classroom down the hall, and the cars zooming by on the highway. She could smell the exhaust from the cars speeding down the highway.
Kagome put her newly clawed hands over her ears, and nudged the bathroom door open with her foot. She checked the bottoms of all the stalls, making sure that she was alone.
Then, all of a sudden, Kagome wrentched open the door to a bathroom stall, and closed her eyes as she heaved, feeling like she was trying to cough up a lung. Or two. She must have been at it for about fifteen minutes, until Kagome collapsed face-down on the floor, ignoring how filthy it was. After around another fifteen miserable minutes, Kagome shakily picked herself up, and winced at her veiw of the toilet. It was full of blood. Kagome exited the stall met the mirror directly in front of her, showing the reflection of someone who looked a lot like Kagome, but with very large differences.
Kagome gasped when she realized it was herself.
Her hair was gradually changing silver strand by strand, her eyes had shifted color from brown to amber, fangs were slowly growing from the canines in her mouth, and small, pointy appendages were beginning to form on her head. She was starting to look like a more feminine version of Inuyasha.
Kagome quickly muffled a scream.
"Oh my God, oh my God…" she repeated under her breath, breathing deeply as an attempt to calm down. She closed her eyes slowly, then opened them again, but her normal reflection didn't return. "I can't let anyone see me like this," she whispered, amber eyes darting across the room, searching for an exit.
She was saved as she saw a small tiny window by the ceiling, but she had no way to get there. Kagome tried to jump, and even though she could reach it, she realized that there was no ledge to grasp.
"Eureka!" Kagome exclaimed as she spotted a trashcan. She seized it by the handles and flipped it over, ignoring the trash the spilled out from the bottom. The window was locked, so Kagome, acting on instinct, punched it with her fist. It shattered and it made Kagome's hand bleed freely. "Kuso…" She murmured lightly, quickly brushing glass off the ledge and climbing through it. She looked down. Her school building was three stories high, and she, coincidentally, was on the third story.
Kagome wriggled as fast as she could from the window, and crouched on the windowsill. With a fluttering feeling in her gut, she realized one of her ears flicked towards the bathroom door as someone entered. Said person screamed and ran back out, probably to alert a teacher, thinking Kagome was another student trying to commit suicide. Kagome closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and jumped.
It was like she was floating rather than falling, and instead of meeting an impact that would've knocked anyone else unconscious; Kagome landed lightly, as though it was a jump from a car rather than a three-story-high building. She bit her lip, took one last anxious look towards her school, and ran home.
Kagome arrived at the shrine a little while later, thankful that many people weren't outside. The ones who were outside didn't pay much attention to her. She walked up the steps slowly, wondering what to say to her mother.
"Er—Mama? Are you here?"
"Kagome? What are you doing home from—" Kagome's mother dropped the soapy pan that she had been washing to the floor as she looked at her daughter, and her face went pale in seconds. She gaped soundlessly at Kagome until Kagome rubbed her neck.
"Um…" Kagome started, but Mrs. Higurashi interrupted.
"Kagome?" She asked. "What happened? You look like…"
"Yeah, I know. And I don't know what happened, but listen to me," said Kagome quickly. "A-Act like I haven't come home from school. I can't go back to school now, obviously…S-so pretend that I'm missing, alright? I have to go ask Inuyasha what's going on."
Mrs. Higurashi nodded in understanding, and slowly picked the frying pan off the ground, still looking a little flustered. "Are you sure?"
"I wish I wasn't, but yes, I'm sure."
"Alright, I understand. But just because you can't go back to school doesn't mean you can't come back to visit us. And don't worry—I'll warn your grandfather before you come back."
"Thanks," Kagome replied, hugging her mother. "I'll be back late next week, just let me pack my bag really fast."
"Does this mean my grandchildren will have ears like yours?" Kagome's mother called after her.
"MOM!"
Kagome packed her backpack, and briefly hugged her mother goodbye, before disappearing down the well. The blue light engulfed her as always, and she climbed her way out of the well. (Even though jumping would've been easier, she didn't want to have been reminded about what had happened to her.)
Meanwhile, Miroku, Shippo, and Inuyasha were sitting lazily under a tree. Sango and Kirara had gone to help Kaede heal a few wounded villagers.
"Hey Inuyasha, is that Kagome's scent?"
"Yeh–no." Inuyasha changed his mind mid-sentence, then added, "Er…I don't know."
"I think it is her, but…she kinda smells like you, Inuyasha." Shippo looked perplexed as he said this, as though he had understood what he said at first, but the moment it came out of his mouth, the concept confused him.
Miroku elbowed Inuyasha and wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. "Makes me wonder what you and Kagome do at night," he said.
"Get off, monk. We haven't 'done' anything." Inuyasha growled, shoving Miroku off of him. "Well, we'll wait and see if it is Kagome. Until then, I ain't moving."
Soon enough, the scent got stronger, and the crunch of grass reached Inuyasha's ears. Inuyasha listened intently to the slow, hesitant footsteps that approached them.
"Erm…hi everyone," said Kagome nervously as she reached the group.
Miroku's mouth dropped, Shippo looked confused, and Inuyasha promptly exclaimed, "What the hell?!"
Kagome shifted nervously, and straightened out her skirt, unsure of what to say.
"So this is what Naraku did to Kagome. But…why? Wouldn't that prove as an advantage to us?" Miroku said after a moment of uncomfortable silence.
Kagome sat down next to Inuyasha and twisted her hair with her finger, still unaccustomed to the color. "I dunno, maybe he thought it would make me miserable?"
"Does it?" Asked Inuyasha curiously.
"Kind of…I can't go back to school now, or see my friends over there…ever." Kagome sighed, as though annoyed. "They all think I ran away now. I told my mother to pretend I was missing."
Another uncomfortable silence engulfed them.
"I think there is more to this than Naraku's letting on," said Miroku insightfully after a few minutes.
"What if…" Kagome said, furrowing her eyebrows, "What if…I don't have priestess abilities anymore? I mean, you can't be a priestess and a demon at the same time, can you?"
"She's right," replied Miroku. "But the only way we'll know is if you can still see the shards."
"If she can't, we're in trouble." Said Inuyasha. "I wonder if any other priestesses can see jewel fragments?""Kikyo," Kagome replied bitterly.
"True, but I don't think it would be best if she was in our group." Said Miroku, with a sideways glance at Kagome. "Naraku hinted that she might have been the one that created the potion that turned you into a well…a hanyou. And then there's the little factor that she wants to drag Inuyasha to hell."
"I wasn't talking about her," Inuyasha replied, flushing angrily. "It's not like she would join us anyway."
"Well, we don't even know if I can or can't yet, so let's not go there." Kagome replied, pulling the yellow book bag off her back, and fishing through it.
Kagome pulled the jar of fragments out of her bag and gave a sigh of relief. "I can still see them glowing. It's a lot fainter, but I should still be able to detect them."
"Interesting," said Miroku. "You'd think that if she had priestess abilities still, she'd end up purifying herself."
"Sango's coming," said Shippo suddenly.
"That's just peachy," said Inuyasha disinterestedly, leaning against a tree and closing his eyes.
"Hey guys—" Sango stopped in her tracks, and dropped Kirara, who mewed angrily, and curled up next to Shippo. She gaped at Kagome, and her face went stark white.
"I seem to be getting that reaction out of everybody." Kagome commented.
"Kagome? Is that you?"
Kagome nodded silently. Sango stared at her for a second more, then turned towards the rest of them.
"Well?" Sango asked.
"Well what?" Asked Inuyasha.
"What happened?"
"What do you think? It was Naraku's dart."
Sango looked confused. "But…why would he do that?"
"Because either Naraku knows something we don't, or he's a fucking idiot." Surprisingly, this came from Kagome, looking disgruntled. The group stared at her. "What? I have a certifiable right to be pissed off right now." She pulled her knees up and wrapped her arms around them.
Inuyasha stared at her from the corner of his eyes. He wasn't sure how he felt about Kagome, but he did know one thing: she would always be beautiful in his eyes, whether she be hanyou or human, young or old. And she would always be Kagome.
Sango, Miroku, and Shippo eventually left Inuyasha and Kagome alone.
"What happened to your hand?" Inuyasha asked, "You were bleeding."
"I punched a window." Kagome replied simply. "Not one of my better plans."
Inuyasha snorted, then said quietly, "You alright about this whole thing?"
"For right now I am...I'm just worried about the strings attached."
"Me too," Inuyasha said. He stood up. "Come on and get me some food, wench, I'm hungry."
"Sit!"
Inuyasha crashed into the ground.
"Ow! What the hell was that for?!"
"For being rude. Either ask politely or cook it yourself."
Inuyasha grumbled something under his breath. "Can you make some ramen?"
"The magic word?" Kagome prompted. Inuyasha looked confused, and Kagome just sighed.
"Never mind...just come on."
Please, if you read, always review. I want to know what people think, and it makes me want to slam my head on the computer desk when I work really hard on something, but I only get a few reviews. On my other account, I wrote something I absolutely hated, and got 334 reviews by the time I was finished, so it is somewhat discouraging to see that on fanfictions that I like I don't get a lot of reviews.
A big thanks, however, to those who did review, and keep it up!
P.S. Anyone else think I should've slowed down the transformation? Lol, well, what's done is done. If you have suggestions, IM me on xx super llama. (Don't ask)