Disclaimer: I don't own him. Not ever going to. Same disclaimers as the prologue for pretty much the rest of the story.

Just a quick digression before I actually start the story...funniest radio commercial ever...

Guy1: Dude, great vintage t-shirt

Guy2: Yeah, Dude, got it from a 24 pack of Molson, it says "Cottage Country Cougar"

Guy 1: ....I wonder what it would be like to meet a 'cougar'

(IMAGINING)

Cougar (in a hoarse cigarette-voice): Hey there sweetie, my name's Eileen

Guy2 (slightly freaked): Hey...you didn't even take out that cigarette to put on your lipstick...

Cougar: Nope.

Hehehehehehe

Hmmmm....maybe you actually have to hear it for it to be really funny...maybe I'm just nuts...ah well...(been out in the great Canadian wilderness by myself for a week...maybe it's starting to get to me...)

Quick Shout-outs

Rusted Locks: Thanx so much for your review...I swear I bounced off the walls for an hour, I was so excited. And I totally agree with you about the glomping!!

Rozefire and Luna Chick/ Sailor Scribe: I know I'm not great a leaving reviews but these two authors have been a huge inspiration to me and I highly recommend them to anyone!

Chapter 1 - Open to possibility

June 21st, 2004

After finishing her shower, Kagome quickly donned her new school uniform, which reminded her again of her dream. Shaking off the funny feeling that was beginning to settle in her stomach, she gave her hair one last brush before heading downstairs for breakfast with her family. Her mother, grandfather and brother, Souta, were already seated at the table munching down pancakes.
"'Bout time you decided to get up," Souta mumbled out between bites, taking no care whatsoever in trying not to show all the mashed up pancake- gunk that was in his mouth.
Kagome retaliated by swatting him up the head as she walked by to help herself to breakfast, inadvertently causing Souta to land face-first into his stack of sticky goodness. Face covered in maple syrup he glared at her from his seat.
"And that's why you broke your stupid alarm clock again. You're so violent."
"Kagome!"
"Sorry, Mom," she apologized quickly, thinking that she was being scolded at for hitting brother, "I didn't mean to hit him quite so hard."
"No, not that," her mom replied, "Souta deserved that--"
Souta aimed his glare at his mom now.
"What?" she asked innocently, "Anyways, I meant about the alarm clock. Honey, that's the 11th one this month, and school hasn't even started yet."
"Oh that, don't worry, I'll replace it," she paused thoughtfully, "and the next one too. Besides, I was having a really weird dream."
"Betcha it was about a cute boy," Souta teased.
"Souta!"
"What? She's 17 now, that's all she ever thinks about."
"Yeah well your only 12 and you still think girls have cooties."
"Mom?" both Kagome and Souta turned to her in shock.
"I can't believe you said that, Mom," Kagome said shaking her head in disbelief as Souta renewed glaring at his mother.
"So, Kagome, who was the cute boy?" her mom brushed her off.
Rolling her eyes at her mom's antics, Kagome cleared off her dishes, grabbed her bag and left to catch the bus. Stepping off the school bus, Kagome looked up in awe at her new high school. It was much bigger than her old one. But then again, you're in the big city now, she thought to herself, squaring her shoulders, raising her chin up and walking proudly forward. No one would make the mistake of thinking her a country bumpkin! And for about a grand total of three seconds, her plan worked fairly well, until she walked right into something. Something big and hard, knocking her flat on her butt. Overwhelmed by a sense of deja-vue, Kagome looked up expecting to see the strange boy from her dream but found herself staring into the most beautiful deep violet eyes she had ever seen. Don't be ridiculous girl, she chided herself, it was just a dream after all.
Suddenly remembering both her manners and her situation, she jumped up quickly apologizing about as profusely as she was blushing, "Gomen ne, I'm such a clutz," she muttered quickly, taking in the person she had bumped into for the first time. She was shocked to see that aside from black hair and purple eyes, he looked just like the boy from my dream! But that can't be! I'm being ridiculous. I must've just seen him around town when we were moving in and somehow last night's midnight snack of three day old pizza gave him cute, adorable, fuzzy, doggy-- She slapped herself in the forehead to stop her mental rambling when she noticed that the young man had been in the middle of saying something.
"I'm sorry, I'm such a mush brain. What were you saying?"
The boy's eyes glittered with mischief. "I said, not to worry, Kagome. I know that you've been tripping over your feet since you hit puberty," he answered with a small amount of mirth in his voice.
"I beg your pardon?" Kagome asked her face contorting into a rather unattractive look of shock and embarrassment. How does he know my name?!?
"You're right," he continued on, not really paying attention to her anymore, "I really should have done something to fix that by now, but really, it has been such a source of entertainment to me--"
"Excuse me?!" Kagome cut him off, equal parts freaked out and irritated that the boy standing in front of her, talking about her as though he'd known her his entire life. "Who ARE you??" she demanded, again, feeling as though she were still stuck in her dream, and not liking the feeling one little bit. She looked down in horror to realize that she again, had her hands on her hips and had just stomped her foot like a petulant child.
"Oh I'm terribly sorry Kagome," he replied in a voice that said he was anything but, "my name's Inuyasha, and I'm a god."
Blink. She couldn't help it. She'd tried, she really had, but it escaped before she could stop it. She let out a rather unladylike snort of laughter before choking out, "Oh that's rich, Mr. Modest. Is that the pick-up line you use on all of the new girls?" She was about to continue with a roll of her eyes when she noticed that the boy in front of her wasn't laughing with her. "Oh come on. What kind of idiot do you take me for?" "Now Kagome, my dear, don't be silly, you and I both know that your not an idiot. Well I suppose there was that one test you failed in the second grade, but I suppose you worked through that one well enough." "I--" "And you know," he continued on as though she weren't even there anymore, "You were right when you told your mom that that teacher had it out for you- -" "Alright, stop!" Kagome all but yelled right into the irritating boy in front of her, who, at the moment, was doing a very good job of freaking her out. "This is a just a little too weird for me, so I'm just gonna turn around, walk away and we're gonna pretend that this conversation never happened and that I never met you. Okei? Okei," she turned on her heel with the full intention of walking away.
"Kagome."
The voice stopped her in her tracks. Couldn't be. It was a DREAM. As in, not real!
"Was it really a dream Kagome?"
"How did you?" she gaped at him for probably the upteenth time that day.
"And how did I know your name? Or that you're a huge clutz? Or how you failed that math test in the second grade?" the boy continued, countering question for question. "And no, I'm not some weird freaky stalker that's been after you since you were at least 8 years old, so you can stop that train of thought right there." At this point all the poor girl could do was stare. There just weren't any words. None. "There are some things in the world that you just have to take on faith. I am a god, Kagome, and I have some things that I need you to do," he finished as though the girl in front of him wasn't currently doing a great impression of a fish, trying desperately to find something to say.
"God?" she finally chocked out incredulously, "As in, God?" Inuyasha smirked at her. "As in, Tower of Babel, Ten commandments, burning bush, split the Red Sea, God?"
Inuyasha's smirk never wavered. "Yes and no," he answered ambiguously, "I am A god, not THE God, as you would understand it. Gods and the universe as you humans understand it is rather, well, restricted. Too little faith, and far too much curiosity," he tsked tsked, shaking his head.
Feeling her own head starting to swim, Kagome quickly found the nearest picnic table and sat down before her legs gave out on her. Head in her hands, she muttered under her breath "Why me?"
"Because you're open to possibility, Kagome," he replied cryptically.
"Possibility for what??" she asked, feeling weary.
"You'll see in time. I'll be around, Kagome. I'll let this sink in for now," he said as he walked away with a little back-handed wave, which to Kagome, seemed more like a strange shooing motion than a cordial goodbye.
"Wait! Come back here! You can't just say things like that and then walk away from me!!"
Suddenly the school bell rang announcing the beginning of classes. With a curse at being late on her first day, Kagome quickly grabbed her bag. Turning back to where Inuyasha had been, she saw nothing but an empty street.

End of Chapter 1

A little bit longer than the prologue and a little bit more to go on. Honestly. If you guys don't think that this is worth continuing, lemme know and I'll stop this torture. It will get funnier later on, and the rating will go up. Just putting the foundations in place before the building blocks, so to speak.

As far as reviews go....heck, I'm ecstatic when I get one, so really, I'm easy to please and I know that there are alot more ppl reading then there are reviewing, and that's enough for me (though I by no means discourage them!! )