Inuyasha Fanfic attempt #1
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"Happy Birthday!" she shouts stepping into my room. I groan into my pillow. What time is it? I slowly open my eyes. Red flashing numbers tell me its only 7:30 am.
" Mama!" I whine. " Its early. Let me sleep."
She all but skips over to the blinds, ignoring my pleas, flinging the curtains back with a force. The limited rays of the sun hit me full force, causing me to squint. I pull the covers over my head fiercely. Now.. I'm getting mad.
" Happy Birthday dear" I hear her say. I feel the end of the bed sink a little and know she is sitting down. She wont leave now, I thought, as I slowly pull the covers back to squint in her direction. She smiles at me, holding up a tray. I sniff...is that...oden?
She's beaming now.
" Mama...is that oden?" she nods her head. " For breakfast!?!" I make a grab for the bowl, but she shakes her head, setting the entire tray down in front of me. My eyes sparkle. There is oden, of course, a plate full of my favourite dango, another plate of sushi, I notice there is a hefty pile of wasabi on the side. I smile.
After finishing my delicious breakfast I make my way into my bathroom. Turning on the shower, I step in and enjoy the hot water running down my skin. I rarely get to enjoy a shower. Usually I come home, re-stuff my bag with instant ramen and head off again. I begin to wash my hair when the phone rings. I hear my mother answer and for once, no lame disease. I'm home.
It was really nice of Inuyasha to let me come back to my time for three days. It's too bad the third day happened to be my birthday. I sigh as I step out of the shower, wrapping a towel around myself. I'm sure Inuyasha will be around today, trying to drag me back to... " ARGH!"
"What the hell!" The hanyou roars, flattening his ears to his skull. He gives me a dry look. " Stop your screaming!" I stare in horror at the hanyou, perched on my window sill. He's staring at my face, but slowly, ever so slowly, his gaze travels down...down... " HENTAI!" I screech, throwing the nearest possible thing at him. It just happens to be my trash bin. It knocks him in the side of the head.
How he manages to dodge rapid youkai attacks and still get hit by my trash bin is beyond comprehension. Right now, I don't have time to ponder about this. I have a seething hanyou on my hands.
"What the hell was that for bitch!" He yells, leaping down in front of me. He's glaring daggers at me, and I glare back. " For looking at me you hentai, I'm in a towel!" He quickly does a once over again. Oh, that hanyou's going to get it.
" SIT!"
I step over the hanyou, indented in my carpet to grab the clothes I had set on my dresser. He mumbles something into the carpet. I don't think I want to know what exactly he just called me. I step over him again, but this time, he grabs my ankle and I come down...right on top of him.
Oh what a day.
"Happy Birthday!" she shouts stepping into my room. I groan into my pillow. What time is it? I slowly open my eyes. Red flashing numbers tell me its only 7:30 am.
" Mama!" I whine. " Its early. Let me sleep."
She all but skips over to the blinds, ignoring my pleas, flinging the curtains back with a force. The limited rays of the sun hit me full force, causing me to squint. I pull the covers over my head fiercely. Now.. I'm getting mad.
" Happy Birthday dear" I hear her say. I feel the end of the bed sink a little and know she is sitting down. She wont leave now, I thought, as I slowly pull the covers back to squint in her direction. She smiles at me, holding up a tray. I sniff...is that...oden?
She's beaming now.
" Mama...is that oden?" she nods her head. " For breakfast!?!" I make a grab for the bowl, but she shakes her head, setting the entire tray down in front of me. My eyes sparkle. There is oden, of course, a plate full of my favourite dango, another plate of sushi, I notice there is a hefty pile of wasabi on the side. I smile.
After finishing my delicious breakfast I make my way into my bathroom. Turning on the shower, I step in and enjoy the hot water running down my skin. I rarely get to enjoy a shower. Usually I come home, re-stuff my bag with instant ramen and head off again. I begin to wash my hair when the phone rings. I hear my mother answer and for once, no lame disease. I'm home.
It was really nice of Inuyasha to let me come back to my time for three days. It's too bad the third day happened to be my birthday. I sigh as I step out of the shower, wrapping a towel around myself. I'm sure Inuyasha will be around today, trying to drag me back to... " ARGH!"
"What the hell!" The hanyou roars, flattening his ears to his skull. He gives me a dry look. " Stop your screaming!" I stare in horror at the hanyou, perched on my window sill. He's staring at my face, but slowly, ever so slowly, his gaze travels down...down... " HENTAI!" I screech, throwing the nearest possible thing at him. It just happens to be my trash bin. It knocks him in the side of the head.
How he manages to dodge rapid youkai attacks and still get hit by my trash bin is beyond comprehension. Right now, I don't have time to ponder about this. I have a seething hanyou on my hands.
"What the hell was that for bitch!" He yells, leaping down in front of me. He's glaring daggers at me, and I glare back. " For looking at me you hentai, I'm in a towel!" He quickly does a once over again. Oh, that hanyou's going to get it.
" SIT!"
I step over the hanyou, indented in my carpet to grab the clothes I had set on my dresser. He mumbles something into the carpet. I don't think I want to know what exactly he just called me. I step over him again, but this time, he grabs my ankle and I come down...right on top of him.
Oh what a day.