Hinomi: Well... I got the first chapter up -- I hope its not too short. I didn't want you guy's to wait too long for the first chapter, you know, since all I had was the prolouge. I hope the second chapter won't be too long either. Anyway, sorry again. I'm not sure if this chapter is really that enteresting. : Although, I really didn't work that hard at it. I swear it will get better!
Prolouge: Yusuke had just bumped into the running Kagome -- who later fell unconcious in his hands. :3 This is where it comes back to the story. Dun dun dun...
"What in the hell?" Yusuke asked, a scowl upon his face as he glared down at the fainted and limp woman in his hands – he'd never seen nor met her before, so he wasn't sure why he felt compelled to . . . bring her back to someplace. It was probably his nice side kicking in. Wait. He had a nice side… Whoah. This was new. He growled venomously and, glaring at the other people who stared at him (who then quickly looked away), he picked up the other half of the woman, Kagome, and huffed. Damn. She wasn't that heavy. He thought of bringing her to his house . . . but then thought better of it when he thought of his mother, whom had probably brought some more drunkies into their house. He chuckled slightly. So, where should he bring this lovely young lady, hmm?
He glanced towards her face in his thought. He hadn't really seen it when she bumped into him. Hmm. He just felt that he knew that face somewhere – yet he couldn't place it. Hmm.. All well. He could bring her to Kuwaba—wait, nope. He had just remembered that his dear friend, though he would never admit it, Kuwabara, was off to Yukina's… Yukina, as you may all know, is a beautiful ice – demoness, sister to Hiei, though she did not know this . . . yet. Well, what about Genkai's? No – she, too, was out of her dojo. She was out training her new pupils in the way of the psychics. He let out a sigh. Just what would he do with her? He knew he shouldn't just leave her out in the cold … it just wasn't right.
"…No… " Blink. Eh? Who said that? Yusuke looked around, no one. Oh… wait. He looked down with his brown – chocolate eyes. She had said something, Kagome. She… she looked like she was in pain, or something similar to it. Ffft. What ever. Hmm. Here, he kept walking down the street, ignoring the looks he was getting for carrying a limp and unconscious girl. What ever. Let them think what they want.
Wait… "Kurama!" Yusuke had got it! He could dump this girl off at Kurama's. He knew he wouldn't mind. Heh. Neither would his mother. He'd come over there enough with strange things. He hopped from foot to foot then he started to jog there. Wait… he was on the street already, whoah. Had his feet been taking him there before he thought of that? Weird. Uuhh.. yeah, anyway. "Hey, Kurama?" Silence. " Kurama." Silence. " KURAMA!" Grr. What the hell was this -- Schreeeeek.
"Uuugh – What is it Yusu… oh my, what did you do?" Kurama looked the boy up and down, quite taken to the fact that he had an unconscious girl in his hands. Yusuke must have done something.
"I didn't do anything! She ran into me and then she fell unconscious, I swear – don't give me that look. I need someplace to drop her off."
"…Oh, all right… " Sigh. " Come on in."
"Goodie."
"Need help, Yusuke?"
"Duh. She weighs a ton – seriously." A slap echoed in the neighborhood. Everyone, including Hiei, whom had said absolutely nothing in this conversation, looked at the girl in amazement. She'd just slapped her rescuer – Yusuke – unconsciously. Wow.
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Her eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the light that came in through a large window to the side of the incredibly comfortable bed. The ceiling was a soft cream and the walls were a purplish-blue color that gleamed a sea green. This place was so calming… A soft smile came to her lips and she stretched, yawning a bit. Then her eyes widened and she sat up in bed. This wasn't her house! She blinked. What if she'd been kidnapped? Kagome shot from bed, running down the stairs too – meet a pair of friendly, motherly eyes. "Oh, hello dear! It is wonderful to see you up and all right. I was getting worried when Yusuke brought you to the front door and you were passed out. Here, sit down and have some breakfast, I bet your starving!" Blink. Blink. "Come, come." Kagome was then pushed to the table. "Here, eat. The boys will be up in a bit."
Blink. Blink. Kagome, it seemed, was still quite confused, even though she complied to being pushed into the kitchen, gently pushed into a seat, then pushed towards the table where a plate of… of… yummy smelling pancakes were. Starry eyes. Omg. Omg. Omg. Drool. She loved pancakes for breakfast! "Thffankvoo suu much Mrs…?" She'd already stuffed her mouth.
The black-haired woman with motherly, twinkling brown eyes smiled lovingly, "Oh, I'm sorry. It's Mrs. Minamino. Shiori Minamino. " The woman in the apron bowed, ignoring the large yawn that came from the door way – "Oh, Hello Yusuke. I'm glad your up. Shuichii. Hello darling." She turned back from the doorway, ignoring the pauses that the teen-agers all made. "I'll leave you all to breakfast, I must go out and buy more groceries!" … She left them all with a devious smirk – that was hidden behind the kind smile, of course.
"Errmm.." Gulp. Ack. Hott guys were so not meant to see her stuffing down really good food. Er… "Hi?"
"Hey. Damn. I see where she gets her weight from."
"Be nice, Yusuke." Sigh. Kagome's brown eyes bulged slightly as the pretty-boy redhead bowed towards her, gracefully, mind you. "I am Shuichii Minamori, and this, " he waved his hand in the direction of the bad-boy looking black-haired guy that just scowled at her – eying the food. You could tell he really wanted at that food, "Is Yusuke Urameshi. " Oooh. He'd heard of them both. They were all major hott guy's, but, they were all at different schools – everyone at her school was, well, not hott. At all.
She stood up, going to introduce herself, but managed to move the table in doing so. Eep. She blushed from her embarrassment, "Uh.. I'm Kagome. Kagome Higurashi…"
"Oh, that sick girl."
"I'm not sick."
"You were."
"…"
"Hey. Move over – you're hogging all the food." He couldn't help it.
"I am not!"
"Are too!"
"I am not!"
"Are too!"
"Am not!"
"Are too!"
"Am not!"
"Pig!"
Slap.
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She was still fuming, even though she had not seen those jerks, or, rather, jerk, again – for she had stormed out of the place – with a 'Thank-you' of course – but that was only to that kind Shuichii. She stormed towards her house, going through the park, which was oddly silent and quite eerie. You know. Something that might be in a horror book.
Snap.
Blink. What was that? She looked down – Nope, no twigs around her. That must only mean – she turned around, wide-eyed. Someone was following her! She squinted, trying to peer through the shade that the tree's provided.
Snap.
Aw shit. With a gulp she started to run towards the edge of the forest, the snapping and crunching of the twigs and leaves under her feet making it impossible for her to hear the noises of someone, or anything, behind her – or around her for that matter.
Kagome slowed down from her running, quickly becoming exhausted for some reason. She felt as if her energy was being drained, by something she knew not what of . . . though she faintly remembered feeling this . . . this presence before.
'Stop running. It's just a simple demon – you can fight it. Its not as bad as Naraku.'
'Is… is this my conscience?'
'Ahhah. No. Its not . . . lets just say its your memory.'
'Holy sheet, I'm going insane!'
'….Alright.'
She turned around, now unable to hardly speak – even to herself. "…. What..?" Her eyes widened – horrified by what she saw. Here, a drooling beast with horns sticking out from almost every angle of its body, stared at her, its jowls baring its fangs in some weird and wicked grin that sent a chorus of shivers down her body. Smoke, or steam, wads cascaded in puffs from its dragon – like nostrils that seemed to breathe smoke that hurt her lungs. It felt like her strength was being sapped away by every breath that the creature made. She felt . . . she felt like sleeping. "… Help…" Yet, it was just a breathless whisper.
'Fight it!' A voice said. 'Fight it! You can do it. I did it before I even knew demons were alive in this world – use your hands! Your hands! '
It was her conscience again. How could she fight this . . . this monster? She was just a normal, innocent woman – no, young girl. She was in high-school. She had amnesia. Alright, so that part wasn't so normal.
In one last futile stroke of hope she pushed her hands together whispering, 'By the gods…' yet she didn't know why. Why was her body doing this while her mind was a million miles away? She had to close her eyes, then, to evade this blueish – pink light that easily became too bright to see in.
When she opened her chocolate eyes again it seemed as if ages had passed by. Yet, when she opened her eyes, she didn't quite like what she saw either. There he was. That ass that had called her a pig. That … -- she moved upon her hands and feet and pushed herself up, moving quickly into a run – when had she felt her energy return? She didn't know. She just didn't know.
Hinomi: Yee!I've gottago to bed now. Luff you all. Please review. It makes me feel at least a little special. -