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The sound of the annoying alarm clock jolted Kagome awake. She opened her eyes quickly, her forehead sweating.
'Thank goodness. It was only a dream.' She thought. 'Although it was a dream of a memory. I never want to relive that again!'
She wiped her brow, relieved that it was only a nightmare. Kagome had dreamt about her mom's assassination. It had to be the 100th time that she had had that dream. No matter what she tried, she just couldn't forget that day that happened eight years ago. That horrible day that her mother died.
Kagome shivered, but stood up and walked towards her walk-in closet. She threw open the door and took a deep breath. She smiled, walking up and down the rows of clothes. She picked out one of her uniforms. It was a white sailor shirt, the collar brown, with a pink bow tying it off at the neck. Her skirt was a brown plaid that was pleated. She sighed, knowing that, although she was a princess, she had to wear what Kaede told her to wear for her lessons. She wished that she had some punk clothes, but no, her wretched stepmother wouldn't let her have anything that wasn't proper and prissy. Kagome sighed again, knowing that she was powerless against her stepmother.
Her dad had remarried a month after her mother's death, taking his wife's last words too seriously. He also remarried because he knew that he could not run Japan by himself. The bad thing was that he married a horrible woman.
Her name was Kikyo, a young woman only about 25. She was very intelligent, however, and had a good head for politics, so John (that is his name now, if you haven't noticed) married her. Kagome hated her from the start.
First, she made Kagome stay inside the mansion at all times; Kagome hadn't left the giant house since her dad married the woman. Second, she got rid of all of Kagome's clothes, and replaced them with stiff, bland, suits and dresses. Mind you, Kagome was a punk.
A kind punk at that, but she still had an attitude of independence. She hardly ever let Kikyo boss her around; she let her father do that. Which meant that whatever Kikyo wanted, she got it. And that really sucked.
Kikyo had changed the laws of Japan. She had made sure that everyone in her country was obeying her and her only. But that didn't work to well. So the prisons were crowded with "traitors" and people who she didn't like.
Kagome checked to make sure her raven black hair was straight, her light makeup on right, and last, but most definitely not least, she made sure her mother's necklace was around her neck, as always. Ever since that day, Kagome had worn that necklace, even if it clashed horribly with her outfit. Boy, Kikyo would throw a fit about that necklace every time the family gave a party. She claimed that she was shaming her by dressing horribly.
Which was completely idiotic, considering the fact that Kikyo dressed like a slut. At such parties, she would wear a short dress, black waist down, red waist up. It was usually strapless, and had black gloves to go along with it. Ugly to boot. Kagome snorted at the memory of the first time she saw Kikyo in said dress.
Kagome headed down to the classroom, which was a small room in the basement that held all of the things necessary for school. Globes, textbooks, whiteboards, a small library, a computer, and one desk. That desk was for Kagome.
Kagome was never let out of the mansion, ever since that fateful day. So that meant no public or private schools. Just her lessons with Kaede every day.
"Greetings, Princess Kagome." Sango, a maid there, said, bowing to Kagome.
Kagome giggled and said, "Sango, no one's around. Call me Kagome or Kags, 'k? You know how I hate that 'Princess' and 'Your Majesty' stuff."
Sango smiled and nodded. She quickly lost her proper posture and shifted her weight to her left foot while putting her hand on her hip. "Off to lessons again?"
Kagome sighed and nodded. "Horrible things. At least I get a slightly better education than you do, going to public school."
Sango snorted. "Yeah, you only say that 'cause you wish you could go to public school."
Kagome frowned. "Yeah." she whispered.
Sango suddenly felt guilty. "Aw, cheer up." she said, putting her arm around Kagome's shoulders. "Someday, the bitch- I mean Queen Kikyo- will be dead, and you will be free to do as you please."
Kagome smiled and hugged Sango. "Thanks. You always know how to cheer me up. I'm so incredibly lucky that I have at least one friend. I hate this stupid stuffy castle!"
Sango nodded and was about to say something back, but then she noticed Kikyo turning around the corner, and she quickly stepped away from Kagome.
"Huh?" Kagome said.
Sango nodded quickly to Kikyo, who was coming up quickly. Kagome took a sharp intake of breath and stood up straightly.
"Well, well, well." Kikyo said venomously. "Shouldn't you be at your lessons, Kagome?"
Kagome rolled her eyes and said, "Shouldn't you be getting your daily Botox treatment, Kikyo?"
Sango snorted and her hand flew up to her mouth, trying to hold in laughter.
Kikyo glared at both of them, then turned on her heel and left them to their giggles. Then they both burst out in laughter.
"Geez, my little Kagome's got spunk!" Sango said while clapping her on the back. "But you really should be getting to your lessons."
Kagome sighed and said, "Ok."
"Pythagorean Theorem is what, Kagome?" Kaede asked. Kaede was the teacher for Kagome.
"A squared plus B squared equals C squared. Now can we do something else? Like not doing school work?" Kagome said tiredly.
Kaede smiled at the girl, knowing she had worked hard, and decided that she would give Kagome her "early birthday present". At least that was what she was going to tell Kikyo when she found out that she had given Kagome punk clothes.
"Ok, you worked hard today Kagome, so I have a present for you!" Kaede said excitedly while fishing through her desk.
"What, is it a pop quiz?" she said, sighing.
Kaede shook her head as she found the box in her desk.
Kagome's eyes widened and she grabbed the box and ripped it open. She gasped and squealed and hugged the clothes tightly. The first outfit was a white tank top with a purple checked button up collared shirt, along with khaki pants and a black belt. The second outfit was a bright yellow top that had a black string running through the neck, and tied together at the neck. It went along with a black plaid skirt. Kaede also got her two pairs of shoes; one pair was blue Converse with black and white striped socks, and the other red high tops that went half way up to calves.
"Thank you thank you thank you thank you!" she yelled, jumping up and down.
Kaede smiled at the sight and said, "Go try them on."
In two seconds flat Kagome was upstairs changing with the speed of a demon. Kaede held her ears as she heard Kagome scream again. All the way from 4 stories up.
"No." Sango said firmly.
"Please! Just rush over to your house and get some clothes for skating, and then come back here! I finally have clothes to skateboard in, and you don't want to! Please, Sango, my bestest friend in the world!" Kagome pleaded while on her knees.
Sango widened her eyes and covered Kagome's mouth. "If you keep saying that, then I'll get fired! You know I'm not allowed to even smile at you!"
Kagome grinned, an idea coming on.
Sango then said, "Don't even…"
"OH SANGO, MY BEST FRIEND IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD, LET'S SING SONGS AND DANCE AND PLAY AND PRANCE ABOUT AND THEN''
"Ok, I'll do it! Just SHUT UP!"
Kagome smiled sweetly, then ran to her four-post bed to get her clothes and her skateboard.
"Yee haw!" Kagome yelled at the top of her lungs. Kikyo had left for the rest of the day on a business trip, so Kagome was making good use of this time. She knew her father didn't give a rat's ass on who she was friends with, so she and Sango skated around the entire mansion, exploring every nook and cranny.
"I can't believe we are doing this!" Sango shouted to Kagome, sliding down a banister on her skates.
"My dad doesn't care! He's too good-natured and sloppy to care! Oh, I love him so much!" she laughed.
Kagome popped an ollie and skidded to a stop in front of the front double doors. She turned to Sango, twisting all the way around, and said, "Besides, what could possibly happen?"
"Kagome Higurashi! What in the world are you doing!" a voice screeched from behind her.
Kagome flinched, and Sango gasped and quickly stood up straight, seeing who it was.
"Um… Hi, Kikyo." Kagome said nervously, turning around slowly to face her stepmother, who was fuming and completely red in the face.
"WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING! YOU AREN'T ALLOWED TO SKATEBOARD, IN THE HOUSE OR OTHERWISE! GOD DAMN YOU, GIRL! AND WHEN I BROUGHT A GUEST, TOO!" Kikyo screamed at the top of her lungs.
That's when Kagome noticed a young man standing behind her. He was obviously demon, from the fangs and ears, and the fact that Kagome was a miko. He had long brown hair tied up in a ponytail, and what looked like a royal headband on his head. Kagome recognized him immediately. His name was Koga, and he was the prince of the demon wolf tribe.
He smirked at Kagome's scared and nervous face and bowed. "Now, now, it's quite alright. I don't care if she chooses to skateboard. Although I can admit that her taste in clothes are quite like an urchin's."
Kagome held back the urge of strangling him, for he displayed his ego on his sleeve. She could tell they were not going to get along.
Kikyo took a deep breath and said, quietly, as though trying to force down her anger, "Kagome, go upstairs and change into something suitable to wear in the presence of Prince Koga."
Kagome nodded, quietly walking back up the stairs, passing a stunned Sango. She was scared half to death that she was going to be fired.
Kagome grumbled when she reached her room. She stomped to her closet and picked out a green skirt/jacket combination. The jacket was a dark olive green, with light yellow designs around the collar. A light tank top was underneath it, and the jacket was buttoned in the middle, halfway covering the top. The skirt was the same dark olive green, with light yellow designs running up one side. She put on brown boots and green earrings. She was about to leave her room when she heard, very clearly, "Don't forget to put on your tiara!"
Kagome yelled at this. She hated the tiara. It was prissy and it was itchy. But she obeyed, or else she would probably get slapped.
When she got down there, however, she did get a slap in the face. A very hard one, in fact.
"Kagome, you are engaged to Prince Koga."
"WHAT!"