Finally an update! I hope you enjoy it!!
Sorry this is not an update, but I just updated chapter six yesterday so plz read it!! \(^-^)/
note: I got a few mails saying if this story was based on a Japanese TV drama series and I have to admit YES IT IS!! I got the idea from a famous drama series called 'Yamato nadeshiko' I know 'Gold fish ' has nothing to do with it but hey, my friend suggested it and I loved it!! But there will be some difference so dont worry, I'm sorry, I should have told you guys......but yea luv.ya all!!
* I don't own any of the Inuyasha characters*
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Gold-Fish
Chapter six-
ViRgO*
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After begging Inuyasha for Miroku's address I grabbed a Taxi. How could he do this, lie and expect to get away with it? No way!
People always ask why I go for rich men. Money, gold, any kind of valuable thing dosen't betray women, but men? Of course they do!
For example my father, he didn't play a big role in my life but he was the prime cause of my -rich-man-only-phobia as Kagome calls it. My mom was a normal women. She was beautiful, popular among her co-workers and had enough money to live a normal life. But one day my mom met my father, the poor, stupid, practically homeless guy. She fell in love with my dad, the biggest mistake in her life. Of course, my father left my mother pregnant taking her heart and money away with him.
My childhood would best be described by this one simple word. 'Terrible'. I barely made it to first grade, my mom worked her butt off just to get me through primary school. Other girls in my class used to 'donate' their old pencils and notebooks to me because they felt sorry for me. When I was twelve, I started working myself. I woke up at four every morning, got on my bicycle that I got for my tenth birthday present from my mom and delivered news papers.
Graduating High school was a big problem. My mom was worked twenty four seven, there was no way she could do anything more to help me graduate. So I faked my age, and worked at a club as a hostess. It was much better then delivering newspapers or any other jobs that I did. All I had to do was pour wine and beer for drunk perverts. I got through high school, without failing even one of my tests. I learned something very important working at the club. Money was the only thing that mattered in a persons life. Without money there was no life. Life equals money, Money equals life.
So here I am, working as a flight attendant looking for the King of my life, a man who can give me a life time of luxury and pleasure. I don't care how fat or ugly the guy is. The gold he has in his pocket is the thing that matters.
The Taxi slowly pulled to a stop.
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Why the hell would he be on a FISH delivery at night? He is so pathetic.
" Look's like a fire," said the driver looking out his window. (a/n: sorry the driver is un-emotional!)
Fire? Sango thought looking out the window.
" Open the door!!!" (a/n: In Japan only the driver can open the door, automatic I guess.)
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" BACK AWAY!" said the police to the circle of audience.
" Is there anyone left in the building?" asked a women.
" We don't know madam now move back behind he the yellow rope" said the police pushing the women back.
Miroku had just delivered his fish when he saw the red flame coming out of the old house. It looked like a house, but supposedly it was an apartment with five rooms. He was chanting a prayer, hoping that no one was left behind in the roaring flame.
Suddenly something, or more like someone bumped in to him interrupting his prayer. He opened his eyes and saw Sango, the girl who he met at the party shoving and pushing her way through the crowd.
He decided to follow her forgetting the fact that he was in his fishing apron that he wore when he went on deliveries.
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" Move, move" said Sango as she shoved and pushed herself through the crowed.
'This is not happening, this is not happening' Sango repeated to her self. How can her house be on fire?
Sango crawled under the yellow rope and was shocked to see the scene in front of her.
" Lady back off," said one of the police guards pushing her back.
" Get your hands off me," said Sango as she pushed the police back. The more she resisted the harder it got for her to push she police away. At one point he lifted her up get her away from the fire.
" You don't understand, my clothe my make up every thing! Its all in there!! I need to get them," shouted Sango as hot tears ran down her face.
" STAY BACK!" said the police pushing her in to the crowd. " Hold her back" he said as he went beck to his position.
However Sango was a though one, she was not going to get her clothe, her life, her everything burnt.
She got up again and pushed her way through the crowd again. She was in front of the door when the police rushed to her again. " Let me go!"
" I'll take care of her," said a man to the police. Sango turned around to see Miroku, the man who she least expected holding her back.
" Let go, my cloth, their my life please." said Sango sobbing and punching Miroku in the chest.
" Are you crazy, you'll burn if you go in there."
" I don't care!! Now let me go!"
Miroku gently pushed Sango back to the police. " I'll go" he said zipping his jacket up.
" No sir, you can't!"
Too late, Miroku had disappeared into the fire.
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Thank you for reading!
yep, that was the 6th chapter!! I hope you enjoyed it!
I got a few mails saying my chapters are short, so here it is! A long one!! I hope its long enough for you all*
Plz review and tell me how you felt about the story! If you liked it YES!!! If you didn't them.... tell me how I can improve it!! Ok?
Sorry for the late update, I was just really busy!!
Once again thank you for reading and keep supporting!
ViRgO*
Sorry this is not an update, but I just updated chapter six yesterday so plz read it!! \(^-^)/
note: I got a few mails saying if this story was based on a Japanese TV drama series and I have to admit YES IT IS!! I got the idea from a famous drama series called 'Yamato nadeshiko' I know 'Gold fish ' has nothing to do with it but hey, my friend suggested it and I loved it!! But there will be some difference so dont worry, I'm sorry, I should have told you guys......but yea luv.ya all!!
* I don't own any of the Inuyasha characters*
*******************************
Gold-Fish
Chapter six-
ViRgO*
*******************************
After begging Inuyasha for Miroku's address I grabbed a Taxi. How could he do this, lie and expect to get away with it? No way!
People always ask why I go for rich men. Money, gold, any kind of valuable thing dosen't betray women, but men? Of course they do!
For example my father, he didn't play a big role in my life but he was the prime cause of my -rich-man-only-phobia as Kagome calls it. My mom was a normal women. She was beautiful, popular among her co-workers and had enough money to live a normal life. But one day my mom met my father, the poor, stupid, practically homeless guy. She fell in love with my dad, the biggest mistake in her life. Of course, my father left my mother pregnant taking her heart and money away with him.
My childhood would best be described by this one simple word. 'Terrible'. I barely made it to first grade, my mom worked her butt off just to get me through primary school. Other girls in my class used to 'donate' their old pencils and notebooks to me because they felt sorry for me. When I was twelve, I started working myself. I woke up at four every morning, got on my bicycle that I got for my tenth birthday present from my mom and delivered news papers.
Graduating High school was a big problem. My mom was worked twenty four seven, there was no way she could do anything more to help me graduate. So I faked my age, and worked at a club as a hostess. It was much better then delivering newspapers or any other jobs that I did. All I had to do was pour wine and beer for drunk perverts. I got through high school, without failing even one of my tests. I learned something very important working at the club. Money was the only thing that mattered in a persons life. Without money there was no life. Life equals money, Money equals life.
So here I am, working as a flight attendant looking for the King of my life, a man who can give me a life time of luxury and pleasure. I don't care how fat or ugly the guy is. The gold he has in his pocket is the thing that matters.
The Taxi slowly pulled to a stop.
***********************************
Why the hell would he be on a FISH delivery at night? He is so pathetic.
" Look's like a fire," said the driver looking out his window. (a/n: sorry the driver is un-emotional!)
Fire? Sango thought looking out the window.
" Open the door!!!" (a/n: In Japan only the driver can open the door, automatic I guess.)
************************************
" BACK AWAY!" said the police to the circle of audience.
" Is there anyone left in the building?" asked a women.
" We don't know madam now move back behind he the yellow rope" said the police pushing the women back.
Miroku had just delivered his fish when he saw the red flame coming out of the old house. It looked like a house, but supposedly it was an apartment with five rooms. He was chanting a prayer, hoping that no one was left behind in the roaring flame.
Suddenly something, or more like someone bumped in to him interrupting his prayer. He opened his eyes and saw Sango, the girl who he met at the party shoving and pushing her way through the crowd.
He decided to follow her forgetting the fact that he was in his fishing apron that he wore when he went on deliveries.
**************************
" Move, move" said Sango as she shoved and pushed herself through the crowed.
'This is not happening, this is not happening' Sango repeated to her self. How can her house be on fire?
Sango crawled under the yellow rope and was shocked to see the scene in front of her.
" Lady back off," said one of the police guards pushing her back.
" Get your hands off me," said Sango as she pushed the police back. The more she resisted the harder it got for her to push she police away. At one point he lifted her up get her away from the fire.
" You don't understand, my clothe my make up every thing! Its all in there!! I need to get them," shouted Sango as hot tears ran down her face.
" STAY BACK!" said the police pushing her in to the crowd. " Hold her back" he said as he went beck to his position.
However Sango was a though one, she was not going to get her clothe, her life, her everything burnt.
She got up again and pushed her way through the crowd again. She was in front of the door when the police rushed to her again. " Let me go!"
" I'll take care of her," said a man to the police. Sango turned around to see Miroku, the man who she least expected holding her back.
" Let go, my cloth, their my life please." said Sango sobbing and punching Miroku in the chest.
" Are you crazy, you'll burn if you go in there."
" I don't care!! Now let me go!"
Miroku gently pushed Sango back to the police. " I'll go" he said zipping his jacket up.
" No sir, you can't!"
Too late, Miroku had disappeared into the fire.
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Thank you for reading!
yep, that was the 6th chapter!! I hope you enjoyed it!
I got a few mails saying my chapters are short, so here it is! A long one!! I hope its long enough for you all*
Plz review and tell me how you felt about the story! If you liked it YES!!! If you didn't them.... tell me how I can improve it!! Ok?
Sorry for the late update, I was just really busy!!
Once again thank you for reading and keep supporting!
ViRgO*