Angeltiger: Yes, I'm back!
Inuyasha: You make that sound like it's a good thing.
Angeltiger: You're just jealous 'cause you don't get Kagome in this one either.
Inuyasha: What!? Who does?
Kurama: That would be me.
Inuyasha: -pales- Why do you people always pair her with the girly-guys? First Sesshomaru, now him!?
Evilpanther: That's what I wanna know brutha.
Kagome: -rolls eyes- It's just a fanfic!
Angeltiger: Couldn't have said it better myself. Oh, and to anyone that decides this fic is worthy of their time: MY PAIRINGS WILL NOT BE SWAYED! I've wanted to create a Kur/Kag fic for so long, I'm practically pulling my brain out to pile all the ideas into one steamy helping of literary goodness...man...I'm hungry...stomach growls
Real Roses Have Thorns
Ch. 1: Everything Needs a Beginning...
Kagome sighed.
It was no fun waiting. She found that out twenty minutes ago...yet here she sat bored off her ass while her friends took their time 'going to the bathroom'.
What was with girls and going to the bathroom in groups anyway? She never had to have a sad bunch of hormone crazed teenage females with her when she had to take a bath or even to use the restroom. Well, there was Sango, but that was necessity. She only went with her to help with the pervert-prevention.
She sighed again. What was taking them so long?
Finally, three girls bounded out of the ladies' restroom. Actually, they seemed to be floating, floating on twenty minutes of ideas and conversations that she could only dream about grasping. What scared her most were the smiles...they were planning something.
Kagome took a step back instinctually. "What are you all up to?"
The three drifted back down to Earth gracefully before giving her a "we've got a secret and you won't find out until it's too late" look.
"Absolutely nothing, Kagome." Yuki reassured her.
"Yeah, what makes you think we're up to something?" Eri asked.
Kagome rolled her eyes, "Well the fact that you were all grinning like idiots kinda gave you away."
The terrible trio grasped her arm firmly and led her to the exit of WacDonalds. Kagome briefly turned to grab her forgotten drink, but found it was impossible; she was being swept away by a living wave.
"Now don't you worry about a thing, Kagome!" Ayumi chimed in.
"Yeah," Yuki nodded, "You should go home and get some rest. We wouldn't want you to pass out from the blood loss."
Kagome looked quizzical. "Blood loss?"
Eri smiled in sympathy, "Yeah, from the transfusion."
"I heard you were so bad, they had to use leeches to get the poison out of you!" Ayumi shivered. "How sad, to pick the only rose in the world with poison in its thorns..."
Grandpa... Kagome smiled as sweetly as she could, under the circumstances. "Yeah, it was a close call. But I'm alright now." She paused, "Though...I'm more worried about what you three are planning, not some leeches in a hospital."
Yuki looked flustered, "We aren't planning anything, Kagome!"
The three of them let go of Kagome's arm and stood in a straight line in front of her, "Scout's Honor!" They chimed, giving her salutes before bursting into giggles. Yuki laughed so hard she fell into Eri, who went tumbling into Ayumi, who in turn fell off the curb and into the empty street.
Yuki looked at her friend in concern, "Ayumi, I'm so sorry! Are you alright!?"
Kagome rolled her eyes, but proceeded to pick the lively girl up off the ground. This is nothing; try falling down countless cliffs, only to break your fall on even rockier bases...
Ayumi looked down at her muck-stained school uniform, "Awww...now I'm all dirty."
Eri smiled in condolence, "Maybe you should go home?"
"Yeah, that sounds good."
Kagome thanked whatever Gods out there that did honestly like her. She was going to be free!
"You two go on," Yuki offered, "I'll walk home with Kagome."
Or not.
"No, it's ok...really." Kagome said, trying to keep her voice form being frantic.
"No, you just got over pneumonia. And with the chance the poison's still in your veins, I wouldn't want you to be all alone if something were to happen."
Dammit Grandpa! Kagome clasped her hands together, "Honestly, I'll be fine. Besides, I need to...stop by someone's on the way!" Please just go!
Yuki studied her friend for a moment, then nodded. "If you're sure Kagome..."
"Yes! I mean...yeah, sure. It's not a problem." She came back smoothly.
Eri and Yuki gave her a hug while Ayumi stayed back and waved, mindful of her soiled clothes. "If you need anything, don't hesitate to call us, ok Kagome?"
"Mmm hmmm."
"Great! We'll see you later, K-girl!" They waved, skittering off into the oblivion of Tokyo.
Kagome shivered at the nickname. Thank God that's over. She mused, heading back towards the shrine. But what did those girls have in mind when they came out of the bathroom?
"Bootan" Koenma called out, knowing his ferry girl could hear him. He could have waited a while longer to give her the new mission, but decided to go ahead before he forgot.
Sure enough, she came in hurriedly through the large double doors. "Yes, what is it Koenma sir?"
The child-prince didn't look up from his 'important' work, completely oblivious to her.
-stamp-
-stamp-
Boton took a step further into his office. "Uhhh...Koenma?
-stamp-
-stamp-
Finally, face flushed with anger, Boton stood in front of her boss's desk. "KOENMA, SIR!"
-sta-squish-
"Wha-OH! Hello there Boton. I didn't see you there."
Boton's eye twitched, "So I noticed... What did you need me for Koenma?"
The child ruler scratched his head thoughtfully, "Oh that..." He sat back down and continued stamping his seal of approval.
Boton waited as patently as she could, her foot occasionally tapping the floor. Just when she thought she was gonna snap, he surprised her.
"I'll have to get back to you, Boton."
"What?"
"I seem to have forgotten what I called you in here for."
She face faulted, "Excuse me!?"
-stamp-
-stamp-
She was once again ignored by the hapless prince. "Koenma?"
-stamp-
-stamp-
Boiling with anger, Lady Death walked out of her boss's room, fully intent on finding out what her mush-for-brains employer had forgotten. After slamming the double doors with intense fury, she strode the whole of three steps before calling the one person that would know what she didn't.
"GEORGE!"
A mile or so away from the blue-haired temper ball, a blue ogre named George cowered behind the bookshelf of the library upon hearing his name being called...or screeched... Why was he always the one in trouble?
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"Suiichi? Would you mind taking the cake out of the oven?"
"Of course not, mother."
Kurama slid on the mitt and carefully pulled out the layered birthday cake. After putting it on the counter to cool, he slipped it back off just as his mom walked in.
"Suiichi, honey, I'll be back tomorrow evening." She told him, putting her earrings on while she walked towards the cake. She boxed it and put it in one of her thermal containers for the trip to her sister's. "Are you sure you don't want to come?"
Kurama waved it off, "No thank you mother, I see enough of Aunt Markie at Christmas."
Shiori smiled at her son, "Be nice, dear. I know Shawn can be a...handful at times, but you don't have to hate Markie for it."
He inwardly shivered at the thought of his cousin, that annoying little twit should have been beaten up countless times. Yet his overprotective mother kept the lessons at bay. Instead showering him with things like chocolate and HDTV. His 12-year-old cousin now weighed a plump 212 thanks to his mother's little pamperings. "I'm sure I shouldn't..."
Giving her son one last kiss on the cheek, Shiori grabbed her keys and coat and left with a wave. "Don't forget to eat before six o'clock tonight. You don't want to get big thighs from eating to late." Her last request said, she turned on the ignition and sputtered off. Sputtered, because her car wasn't worth anything...it tended to jerk up and down while traveling even at low speeds.
Kurama shook his head at his mother's request. She had always had a thing with thighs, though why he would never understand. Maybe she had been a fat child? Or maybe she didn't want her only son to end up like Shawn...scary thought...
He flipped on the TV and settled in the couch. No sooner than he had gotten comfortable watching some movie about samurai, than an angry young woman with blue hair popped on the screen.
Kurama quirked an eyebrow, "Well hello, Boton. What seems to be the problem?"
Her eye twitched a bit and she threw her head in the direction of a very pulverized looking Koenma. "He want's to have a word with you."
Having done her job, she stormed out of the room once again, leaving behind a baffled George, and a thankful Koenma.
"Alright then," Kurama started, a little confused, "What can I do for you?"
Wisely deciding he'd rather jump to the point instead of dallying so long he forgot, Koenma looked back at George to back him up.
"Something is wrong with the barrier to the Makai."
"I'm sorry?" Kurama was now even more confused. What could be wrong?
Koenma sighed, "I'm afraid you'll have to come to the Spirit World, Kurama. This explanation is a bit lengthy, and I'd rather talk to you and the group in person." He sighed and took a quick glance at the doors the temperamental ferry girl had exited, "I've already sent Boton to get the others."
"You could have done that yourself, sir. You just wanted Boton out of here." George informed him with a skeptical look.
"I did not! Why would I care what that girl does?"
"Because you're afraid of her."
"Am not!"
"Are too!"
"Am not!"
"Are to-o."
"GEORGE!"
"Shutting up, sir." The blue ogre began to back away, deciding that filing some reports would be a good idea about now. He scampered off to his work.
"Sorry about that, Kur-oh." Koenma looked back at the screen in front of him. It must have turned off while he was arguing with George. Stupid ogre...always imagining things...
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Kurama's screen went blank for a second, before flashing back to the original program he had been watching. Weird... He mused, standing up and heading for the door. I wonder what's wrong this time...especially if he had to call in the whole team...
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Angeltiger: Yeah...I know...that wasn't a very informative chapter. But gimme a break! I've decided to finally write a fic by the seat of my pants.
Sesshomaru: Riiight.
Angeltiger: Shut up you! looks around While I'm on the lookout for lawyers, yes I have gone on another power trip...and I'm currently on the run...again...
Devilcheetah: Midnight Blue Wolves sent Rumiko's henchmen after her, it was great. Especially when she was fighting them while on a sugar high.
Angeltiger: It wasn't that funny! humphs Anywho, do you think I'm off to a good start? Anyone that knows me and/or my writing knows I like to be descriptive, so maybe that's why this first chapter isn't piping hot, more like a slow simmer...dammit! stomach growls I need to get some food before I pass out. looks both ways for lawyers before crossing the stage to the back
Sesshomaru: Ah yes, she would like some feedback. There really isn't enough good Kagome/Kurama fics out there for her tastes, so she thought she'd try to add to them.
Angeltiger: walks back onstage with handful of Pixi Stix Oh! And if there is enough persuasion, I may peruse a Sango/Hiei type thing. Of course, you'll have to do a lot of convincing...Also, I've decided to drop 'On Her Own.'
Kouga: WHAT!?
Angeltiger: Too late, it's already been deleted. And for those of you who have already read RRHT and are coming back after my long away-ness due to , I thank you. But I must go now! -bounces off with Pixi Stix-
