A/N: Sweet LORD! Don't tell me….It can't be…she was playing on www.go-gaia.com ( put me as your reference! :D Albhedrikku@hotmail.com!) all this time, right!? RIGHT!?
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DIS-CLAIM-AH: I don't own Inuyasha or Sabrina, hell, I don't even own my clothes.
The Librarian's Daughter
I had gotten sick on the plane again.
I hadn't meant to, and I kept telling myself I could get addicted, but I did it anyway. It was a good thing that my illness had taken place on the plane because I didn't particularly feel fond of walking off the bus and vomiting on someone in front of me.
I decided that today I couldn't drive, because I was probably still partially drunk or still burdened with a hangover or something. I stumbled over to the nearest payphone (which happened to be about three yards from the bus, thank god. Five or more yards and I would have been stumbling like a drunken idiot. ) and I began to dial Sango's number before collapsing at the bottom of the booth in a wave of sickness. I hadn't even finished putting my change in!
The telephone booth door opened ( with a most awful shriek) and I found myself being hauled onto my feet. Of course, one does not always get picked up from behind while you're in an almost drunken like stupor. So I did the most reasonable thing I could find; scream.
" AAAAAHHHHH! RAPE! MURDER! RRRRRAAAAAAAAPE!"
And If I was not in such an idiotic daze, I guess I would've noticed all the people staring at us. But I, ignorant of the stares I was getting ( I found out later that this was because of my skirt.) punched the maniac in the side of the head. I heard a muffled curse before I was dropped to the ground. I stood up instantly, ready to flame this idiot.
" JERK! What do you think you were doing!?" I yelled directly in his face. The man looked up at me with a rage etched into his features.
" OI, BITCH! I WAS JUST TRYING TO HELP!" He roared.
Wait a minute. Raven hair, natural blue highlights….handsome violet eyes….boyish features…..oh my god. I would gape had I not been extremely P.O'ed. My anger and shock slowly melted in to realization, and I guess he may have caught the look because he began to speak again.
" Do I know you?" He asked, awe clearly written across his face.
" No." I smiled, blushing. " But I do."
"What are you, stupid? Or just living under a rock, because everyone has seen my face at least once." He told me arrogantly.
I seethed. Even grown up, Inuyasha was a jerk. I guess he may have caught that look too, because he was quick to apologize.
" Look….err…." He trailed off, waiting for me to continue.
Continue I did. " For now, you can just call me KH."
Inuyasha gave me a weird look before finishing. " Look, kh. How about I make this up to you. I'll drive you home, seeing as you obviously have no ride."
I was skeptical, to be true. I just had to ask. " How do I know you won't murder me and throw me in some sort of drainage ditch?"
Again, Inuyasha gave me a look that clearly voiced ' God, you are an oddball.'
Sighing, I had no choice to accept my fate. I grabbed my bags, which were still sitting obediently at the side of the telephone booth, and put them in the back of his car.
" Wench!" He called, alerting the many good citizens around him. " What are you doing? That isn't my car. This is!" Inuyasha pointed to a highly polished elemental.
Halfway between anger and embarrassment, I picked up my bags and walked over to his car, almost as red as a tomato.
[INTERMISSION]
I was grinding my teeth by the time we were half way home. It wasn't just the fact that I was still a little tipsy from the alcohol, but because of the way that Inuyasha kept slipping in not so subtle insults whenever I instigated a conversation. I had given up trying to tell Inuyasha my address. I had just told him that he could drop me off near his house. For now I was just content to quell my anger and let the sun bathe me as I watched the houses flash by. Fun fact; nearly all of the houses in this area were red! Joy.
So, now this seemed like the perfect time for him to start the conversation.
" Where do you live?" He asked steadily, though anyone could obviously see he was nervous.
" Near a big fancy mansion…" I smiled.
" Oh!" Inuyasha cried happily. " You're my next door neighbor, aren't you?"
I didn't know where to laugh or cry….He didn't remember me…
" No, I'm not. Sorry."
Inuyasha blinked.
" Uh…." He drawled, visibly uncomfortable. " What does KH stand for?"
" You'll have to find out." Smiling….now smirking.
Inuyasha snapped. I was a bit surprised, but then I remember that this is INUYASHA that we're talking about. I rolled my eyes as he politely told me about the etiquette of conversation.
" I'm just trying to make some freaking conversation, WENCH!"
" My name isn't wench." I replied through the grinding of my teeth. " It's KH."
" Oh!" Inuyasha began in a high-pitched voice. " Forgive me KH! Why, how rude of me! Would you like a mint? We must go to that fair on Saturday!"
I will not kill him. I will not kill him. I will no---
I touched my cheek, only to find that it was unnaturally warm. I was blushing. Again.
Inuyasha, who was now looking almost apologetic, began to talk again. " Alright...." He sighed. " I'm sorry. Friends?" He held out his hand, waiting for me to take it. He wasn't looking though, being occupied with driving and all.
I looked at it skeptically. Finally I deduced that I had nothing to lose. Cautiously, I took his hand and shook it roughly before dropping it hurriedly. For a while we rode in silence, until I felt his gaze slide appreciatively up my figure. I had gotten used to that.
" So....u-u-h....have you ever been to a party before?" Inuyasha stuttered.
" No....But I when I was a little girl, I used to live next to a big mansion. I was never invited to any parties, but I watched them from the trees." I finally realized how homesick I was.
" Well....You should come to my party. I'm holding it on Friday. Where do you live? I'll send an invitation."
Shocked, I recited my address. ....Was Inuyasha blushing?
" You...You live there!?"
" No. I don't live there." I smiled at his puzzled expression before continuing. " I'm visiting a someone. I didn't know you lived there."
He tried to cover up the twinge of annoyance in his voice, but he couldn't. " Really?"
" Why are you holding the party?"
" Ah...." His demeanor shifted abruptly from mild happiness to sadness. " I'm getting married. I'm also holding it as a celebration for my mother. A joint celebration engagement party, if you will."
" A young businessman like you getting married at such a young age? What is the world coming to!?" I sighed dramatically.
" That isn't funny." He said, even though there was a smile on his face. " Were almost there."
" Do you know Kagome?"
" K-Kagome!?" Inuyasha choked, swerving a bit. A few seconds later he regained his composure. " That bitch? A real nuisance. She's dead, I think." He laughed. " Well, she didn't do much 'cept bother me!"
I smiled before returning to the window, trying to look carefree. But in reality, tears were streaming down my cheeks and into the wind.
Thirty minuets later, we arrived.
" We're here~!" Inuyasha proudly proclaimed as we entered through the literally golden gates.
The mansion was huge--like a castle, except more house-like. It looked three times bigger than the last time I had seen it. The walls were a stucco white color and all the frames around it seemed to be a white tinged with a rather unattractive green color.
" Could you help me get the bags out of the back?" I asked, trying to be polite.
" Feh. Fine."
Inuyasha was helping me with the luggage when I felt another appreciative glance slide down my figure. Dammit, I was fine with it in Paris, when men gave it to me only once a day, but anymore than twice and I might be tempted to kill.
When I turned around to face the man, my jaw dropped.
Inuyasha's older brother.
Sesshomaru.
Sesshomaru was also surprised, because his cold expression melted off when his eyebrows shot up in astonishment. Inuyasha turned around just in time to see Sesshomaru smirk and speak.
" Well Well Well....If it isn't our own little run away, Kagome Higurashi."
Everything suddenly fell into slow motion. I turned my head to see Inuyasha, who was gaping at me, shock evidently scrawled across his boyish looks.
Oh god.
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A/n: Yay! One chapter done and gone! Whoop! I bet you were all waiting for it! [sniffs] poor me. Poor you! WAH! I have to go to work tommrow and I HATE THE JOB!
I found out that Inuyasha is SORT OF like the American Scooby doo. o_o what I would pay to see Inuyasha in a Scooby doo costume XD!
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