Disclaimer :Sorry people, I've tried. I've went up to the National Government to demand the rights for Inuyasha Co, but was just harshly rejected. Why, I ask ?! WHY !?!?
- Yes, you may lock me up now.
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" There, that should do it. " The 67-year-old woman popped in the last batch of cookie dough inside the oven, and wiped her hands on her already filthy apron.
Sighing in satisfaction, the woman wiped her warm forehead with the back of her dry hand. She sighed. Moisturizers these days just don't work as well as they do back then.
The woman slipped off her dirty apron and strolled into the living room. Plopping herself onto her couch, she laid her head back and exhaled, waiting for sleep to claim her.
But she didn't really want to sleep.
She just wanted something to distract her.
Distract her from all those memories.
Memories that she could not remember herself.
The woman closed her eyes and squeezed her eyelids shut tightly. She couldn't cry. Not now, not ever.
But it hurt so much.
It's been so long since she remembered the feeling of hurt.
But she couldn't remember why she was.
She didn't know .. if she wanted to.
Sometimes, she would just feel the sorrow and pain. And she would begin to miss.
But she wouldn't know what she was missing.
Or who.
She laid her small hands in her lap and bowed her head. She had to stop crying.
She would be home soon.
Standing up, the aged woman ran her fragile fingers through her graying-hair. She didn't even bother dying it.
It wasn't worth it.
She had no one to please.
Her heart ached again. She laid her hand on it.
Perhaps, it was because she missed her daughter and her son-in-law.
They were the only things she had.
Or the only things she remembered having.
But she was lucky. She still had her granddaughter, the gift her daughter had given her.
She had turned fifteen a day ago.
Automatically, the corners of her mouth curved. Her granddaughter was her everything.
She reminded her so much of herself.
The sound of a door slamming jolted the woman out of her reverie. Her smile broadened as the sound of footsteps was heard in the hallway.
" Grandma ! I'M HOME ! " a cheery voice yelled. The sound of a heavy case was dropped on the floor.
The old woman opened her arms, ready to accept her dear granddaughter in her arms. " I'm here Kumiko, how was your day ? "
It was like this everyday.
She would cook and clean all day, and wait for her granddaughter to come home from school. Then they would talk and share things about their day, and it would be time to sleep.
It was a good life.
And it was the life
Of Kagome Higurashi.
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A young girl, around the age of fifteen slammed the door behind her and dropped her school case. She stretched, showing her curves and long lean legs through her loose white and grey school uniform, and ran her fingers through her thick raven black hair that never seem to tame itself. Yawning, the girl stepped into the short hallway of her house and called out to her grandmother.
There was no one else she could call out to. Her parents were dead.
A haunted look came over the young girl's face, but she quickly replaced it with a cheerful one when she heard her grandma call out to her. Somehow, she always had a way of cheering her up, just with her voice. She considered her grandma as her second mother.
She stepped into the living room, and found her grandmother standing next to the couch, her arms extended towards her. Kumiko smiled and embraced her guardian.
" It was an okay day, but I'm totally beat. I've got so much homework, I probably won't be able to finish it till the next century ! " Kumiko groaned and pulled away from her smiling grandmother. She smelt good, Kumiko loved her grandmother's tantalizing scent.
Kagome stroked her granddaughter's soft fair skin, and gave a small laugh, " It wasn't as much as how much I got when I was younger. I don't remember why I was so behind, but I thought I'd still be finishing my grade 10 homework till I was an old lady. " Kagome smiled and opened her arms to emphasize her point. " Like I am today. "
Kumiko rolled her eyes, and swung herself onto the couch, " Yeah, but you don't look like an old lady, grandma. You still look ten years younger than you are now. "
Kagome laughed and sat next to her granddaughter, stroking her long raven hair, " Only ten ? Well, " Kagome smiled and pulled her granddaughter's head onto her shoulder. " You look exactly like me when I was fifteen, so I guess you wouldn't grow old looking when you start to age. "
Kumiko grinned. It was true. She had seen pictures of her grandmother when she was younger, and she looked like her twin. But there was a difference between her and her grandmother. Kagome had a lot more patience than Kumiko, and wasn't as stubborn.
Kumiko sighed. I suppose it's a habit passed on somehow. Oh well. But one good thing, She thought. At least I don't have to worry about Botox anytime soon.
" Well, " Kagome patted her granddaughter's back and got up, " You better start on your homework, or you won't be able to sweep the shrine before dark. "
Kumiko rolled her eyes and got up to walk up the stairs, " Grandma, why do we even keep the shrine .. its not like we use it anymore. It's just too old. If I sweep in it one more time, the dust will knock down the whole thing. "
Kagome frowned, " The shrine may be closed now, but it has been something that passed on from generations to generations. I don't plan to knock it down anytime soon so don't think of anything, Kumiko. "
" Right .. " Kumiko sighed and stretched before going out the door. " It's gonna get dark soon, I'm gonna sweep out the shrine first. "
" Don't you want to change first ? " Kagome called out to her, her voice tinted with a bit of disapproval.
" Why ? " Kumiko called from the door.
Kagome's eyebrows furrowed and she sighed. That usually meant she wasn't going to. Kagome sighed again. Back in her old times, her school uniform was a too tight white and green mini dress. Kagome knew she should be happy that Kumiko's school only provide a loose white and grey uniform, with the skirt going past of her knees .. but the problem was, the uniform was just too loose for her granddaughter. Sometimes, only sometimes, it showed more than Kagome bargained for. Her eyes immediately narrowed. That stupid school principal is such a pervert. He had eyed her granddaughter the day she had stepped into his office. He purposely gave her a looser uniform, just for his inner desires. Now why does that ring a bell ?
Before Kagome could order her granddaughter to change, the young girl had already walked out of the door.
Oh well. Kagome thought. I suppose nobody would see her in the shrine right ?
Kumiko strolled out of her back door and let the wind breeze through her hair. While she made her way to the shrine, she absently rubbed her sore shoulder. Stupid gym class. Stupid Karate. Why Karate ? WHY ?!
Humming a tune, Kumiko skipped inside the abandoned shrine. She pushed open the door quietly and peered inside. She shivered. The stupid shrine always gave her creeps. It was just so dark and so .. haunted. Like there would be memories lingering around, but yet, completely forgotten.
Shrugging, the young girl picked up a dusty broom from the corner. She crinkled her nose.
I haven't swept this place since .. since never ! She thought as she sneezed. I wonder why grandma comes here all the time. To think she says. How the heck can she think when there's so much dust flyin' around? She sneezed again.
As she started to brush the dirty floors of the dark shrine, Kumiko started examining the building. It was small, and could barely see anything. The only thing she could see, was the wooden roof and a well in the middle.
Eh. Kumiko stopped sweeping and looked around before she crept over to the well. There were sacred sutras slapped on the dull wood, and a wooden cover nailed on the top. It was the sacred Bone-Eater's Well, grandma use to say.
Kumiko crinkled up her nose. What's so sacred about this thing, it's all dusty and dull and just so .. ugh.
Shrugging, Kumiko laid her broom on the side of the well and peered at the top of the well. Her brows furrowed. Stupid top. I can't see a thing with this thing in the way.
Grunting, Kumiko slipped her slim fingers under the small crack under the top and the ledge of the well. The nails were so carelessly slapped on, and so old, it was easy to break off the top. Giving another grunt, Kumiko gave a big heave, and the whole top came off, clattering to the ground noisily.
She shielded her nose with her hand, as dust and wood pieces filled the air. Kumiko closed her eyes. Maybe this was a bad idea after all.
But when the dust settled, the girl's curiosity took over her, and Kumiko leaned over to the well, her eyes shining with hope.
BAH ! Kumiko's expression immediately fell. There was nothing down there except blackness. Aw shucks. And to think there was something hidden in there, like a monster or something, sealed away.
Kumiko's shoulders drooped but she continued to look inside the well, leaning even further. She squinted to see better, but only saw the bottom of the well. And a flash of light. Sigh.
Wait.
A flash of light ?
Her eyes widened as she jumped away from the well. She shielded herself from anything that would come out, and fell to her knees.
She squeezed her eyes shut and whimpered. I should've never opened the well, now some kinda monster will come out and devour me ! Curiosity, you will be in a big trouble when I get to you !
Kumiko waited for the loud roar of a half bull half man kind of thing, but then, nothing happened but the sound her heavy breathing. She peeked under her sleeve.
Sweat drop.
Eep. Kumiko thought, as she quickly got up and dusted herself. She looked around nervously, hoping nobody heard the big explosion. Nothing had actually came out of the well, well, she never expected anything to right ?
Right ..
Taking a deep breath and letting curiosity take over here again, she slowly approached the now open well.
Carefully and quietly, as if she was afraid to disturb something sleeping inside, she peeked over the top.
She leaned over, more and more.
More and more ..
Until ..
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A/N : Short chapters from now on. This chapter is suppose to be boring ;) Credits to Red-Rain69, my new editor.