Okay. I am going to put this at the beginning of every chapter except the one after chapter two. I would call it chapter three, but I already have one. So the one with the notes on it is the one I won't put this on because… it's a bunch of notes! Don't assume that everything written here happens in every chapter. Because it doesn't Also, as my Algebra II teacher said last year, 'When you assume, you make an ass out of you and me." As she said 'ass', 'you', and 'me', she pointed to the words inside the word 'assume'. Assume. Cool huh? Learn something new everyday! Now, go tell your folks. Then, come back and read. Then R&R.
Arigatou- thank-you (might be spelled arigato, but it's the same thing)
Hai- yes
Hanyou- half demon or half breed ((We call my friend this. She's half
Caucasian and half Mexican. She wanted us to I swear. She calls herself
a hanyou all the time. Sad isn't it?)
Houshi- something along the lines of Buddhist monk (Miroku)
Iie- no
Kami- God or the equivalent thereof
Kawaii- cute
Kitsune- fox demon I do believe
Miko- priestess
Oi- something I made up or I heard from somewhere. I use it to get someone's attention
Osuwari- sit
Owari- something like 'Bye!' I think. I really don't know for sure.
Tensuaiga- Sesshomaru's sword
Tetsuaiga- Inuyasha's sword
Youkai- demon
Italicized words means the person is thinking to themselves in their own heads or something needs to be emphasized.
'Words
written in these' means the person is speaking to someone else in their
heads. Confusing I know, but you'll know it when you see it.
"Words written in these" means… Do I really need to explain this one?
I do not know what the future is like. I am purely guessing so no harping, okay? I am also guessing on what Kaede looked like when she was young. I've only seen her when she was young one time and that's right after Kikyou seals Inuyasha to a tree and then died. I'm sorry if I'm wrong. Just try to be nice as you yell at me, okay? Also, just because it says y'all somewhere doesn't mean they are in Texas. I am in Texas and the word y'all is something I say all the time. 'Kay?
I am very sorry if I have misspelled anything in Japanese, like names or the words above. I know 'ou' makes a long o sound. Like Shippo should probably be Shippou since Kikyou and Kouga follow that rule. But, I did Kouga like that from the very beginning and Kikyou became a sudden habit. Everyone else I saw it first as I have spelled it. If I have defined anything wrong, please tell me. It's not considered a flame if I ask for it. I promise. And if I've misspelled anything in English and you catch it let me know. I am a real big spelling and grammar freak. It's… Never mind. Also, my friend helped me write this. So anything wrong or stupid is her fault. wink wink And the cursing. That's all hers too. With that being said…
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Chemistry for Immanuel was easy. It was one of his favorite
classes after all. It was quickly announced to most of the school that
Hydrochloric acid and mystery chemical B did not mix well together.
After chemistry, he headed to US History K on the second floor.
Karen and Matt were waiting for him there, and Sara was walking towards
him in the hallway. "You'll like this class Immanuel," he heard Seth
saying from behind him. "Mr. Lopez is the best teacher around!"
"Now now Seth. I don't think I'm the best. I think I'm one of the best. The school has many teachers, each skilled in his or her field of education," Mr. Lopez said from beside Karen and Matt. "Now come on in before you're all tardy. Welcome to our class," he said, nodding to Immanuel. "Unless you want to, I won't make you stand in front of the class and tell us about yourself." Immanuel nodded his head, grateful he wouldn't have to recite the speech for a fifth time that day. It was getting annoying. "You'll be sitting with Karen, Seth, Kris, Kristen, Sara, Rachel, and Matt, yes?" Immanuel flinched at the word, then nodded again. "Very well."
Class started out very quiet as Mr. Lopez stood at the front and gave his lesson like any other teacher would. However, when there was about thirty minutes left in class, he decided to stop teaching and go sit at his desk. The class sprung to life and started talking instantly. Desks were rearranged, conversations started about what happened the night before, and headphones brought out. Karen and her friends turned all their desks so they faced each other. "Come on Immanuel," Matt chided.
"Class is over. We get to talk now. Mr. Lopez always ends about twenty to thirty minutes early to let us start the day early. Didn't we tell you he was the best?" Seth asked with a big smile.
"Won't he get in trouble?" Immanuel asked emotionlessly.
"Only if we get too loud or someone tells. You won't tell, will you?" Kristen asked him, not taking any chances. "As long as we do our work and keep our grades up, he teaches everything that needs to be taught each day."
"Of course not," Immanuel said in response to her earlier questions. The group silently sighed with relief. They'd noticed that Immanuel was one to follow any rule to the very extent of its control. They guessed it was because of his brother's upbringing. So as the class found themselves enjoying the last thirty minutes of the day, Immanuel found himself reminiscing of what he had learned throughout the day that might be helpful to him. Things about each of his new friends, and some enemies he had made.
Karen has the power to control me, so she must be Kagome, he thought silently, looking at her out of the corner of his eye. Matt and Sara are a couple. Maybe… Miroku and Sango? Seth is like a little brother to Karen, but maybe more. Shippo was like that. Kristen seems to be the 'mother' of the group, always looking out for everyone else. Definitely Kaede if Kimberly is her sister. She looks just like Karen which would make her Kikyou. He looked at each member of the group, thinking about them each in turn. Sara was the one who surprised me the most. She's a lot stronger than she looks at first glance. And Matt… Thank the Gods I'm a guy! If he and Sara weren't dating, I'm sure he'd be touching every butt in the hallway!
"Something wrong Immanuel?" Kris asked, pulling him out of his thoughts. He quickly straightened and shook his head. The group tried to hide their smiles and giggles, though he couldn't figure out why they were laughing at him. "Are you sure?" Kris asked again. He sat on one side of Kagome; Seth sat on the other and Immanuel sat next to him.
"I'm fine I said." Immanuel tried to keep the frustration out of his voice. He knew that if he were to show emotion, the group would get uptight in fear of Sam showing up. It's not like he could control the damn moon cycle. It wasn't his choice… It didn't matter now. All that mattered was the fact that they never found out the truth about him. Of course, Sam said they'd all awaken sooner or later. He wished it would never happen. He remembered his own awakening all too easily.
Dream… Or Something
"Jacob? Is Sam home yet?" Immanuel called as he walked into the living room of their house in Chile. "Jacob? Jacob? Are you okay? Jacob wake up! Oh my god! Sam's not gonna be happy about this. He'll blame it on me. I don't want to get punished. I try to behave," Immanuel pleaded with the unconscious boy. "Please get up now Jacob. Sam'll be here soon!" As the young boy shook the elder's shoulders, he felt and heard Sam's steps on the front lawn. Oh god! He's here! Immanuel thought. He ran to his bedroom, closed the door, and his in the closet.
Sam found him no more than five minutes later. "What are you doing?" he asked with malice. "And why are you crying? Crying is weakness."
"I'm sorry Sam! I didn't hurt him, I swear. I found him lying on the couch and tried to wake him but I heard you coming and got scared and I was afraid that you would punish me so I ran and I hid but you found me and I'm so sorry so please don't hurt me since I didn't really do anything but shake him to try to get him up so I could find you and tell you that I had done good in school today and received high marks in all my classes," he rambled. He continued on, now blinded by his tears.
"Shut up," Sam said in the middle of his sentence. Immanuel snapped his mouth shut, careful not to make any noise. "Who are you talking about?" Immanuel looked up at his brother, something he never did. His mouth hung open, but he didn't care. Surely you walked through the living room brother! How could you miss Jacob lying on the couch?
"Hey Sam! I'm going to the store. That okay with you?" Jacob called out.
"Yes. Pick up some bacon. We're nearly out again," Sam answered, not bothering to raise his voice. His voice seemed to carry on its own. Immanuel's mouth still hung open as he stared up at his older brother. "What is wrong with you?" Sam asked, wanting to slap the expression off the boy's face.
"W-when I c-came home today, Jacob w-was… d-dead!" Immanuel whispered, his gaze at Sam's feet again.
"And now he's up and fine? Do not toy with me Immanuel."
"I'm not lying!" Immanuel shouted, cringing immediately afterwards.
"So how is he fine now?"
End Dream Thingy
"Immanuel," Sara called. "Immanuel? Hello?" She snapped her fingers in front of his face, causing him to jump out of his seat and stand behind it in one fluid motion. "Ok, my bad," she said, throwing her hands up in front of her.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Karen asked. "The bell rang five minutes ago. We can leave now. You didn't hear anything. You just sat there." Immanuel blushed, the red color creeping up his cheeks. "How cute!" Karen exclaimed, snapping the blush off his face. "Ah man! You're cute when you blush Immanuel. Let's go. I want to go home"
"We have to go to my house Karen. Remember, my brother has to meet with you?" he said, hoping she wouldn't say he could wait. Sam doesn't wait. Karen smiled and nodded, before turning and walking out of the room.
"I think-" Immanuel drowned her out as they walked down the stairs and towards the front of the building. Apparently, none of them lived too far from the school and walking was highly favored. While he walked, Immanuel continued his daydream/flashback of his awakening.
Continued…
"So how is he fine now?"
"I don't know Sam," Immanuel said quietly, his tone saying he must have been mistaken, admitting defeat.
"After you clean the kitchen," Sam said, turning to leave, "I will tell you what really happened to Jacob." He was gone to his room by the time Immanuel was in the hallway. And to disturb Sam in his room without a very good reason as asking for it. So he headed to the kitchen to do as he was told. He didn't mind the cleaning he always did. He used to do it with his mother anyways. Now, he would simply imagine she was standing over his shoulder, waiting to tell him how good he was doing. While lost in these thoughts, another voice sounded around him.
"Counterclockwise Immanuel," Sam said. "Otherwise the dishwasher has no purpose." Immanuel cringed. He hand washed the dishes counterclockwise so that when he put them in the dishwasher, it would get off what he couldn't as it washed clockwise with its own water and soap. "Come here," he said when Immanuel put the last cup in the dishwasher and started it. Immanuel sat on the floor in front of Sam with his legs crossed in front of him and one hand on each knee. "Soon, what happened to Jacob and what has already happened to me will happen to you," he started.
"Do not be afraid, and do not be weak. The only thing that will change will be your memories and your understanding. Your training will not decrease. Your schooling will not decrease. Our relationship will not change," he said, emphasizing the last three words. "It's called an awakening. We have all been reincarnated. Our parents, us, and soon your friends. I have finally found the location of her." Immanuel held his breath and clutched the beaded necklace around his neck subconsciously. If Sam found the girl, that means Sam controlled everything about him.
"Yes," Sam mused. "It's taken me seven years little brother. When it happens, come find me." Without another word, he stood and walked out the front door. Immanuel climbed on the couch, careful to keep his shoes off the leather, and watched as his brother walked to an oak and jumped into. What in the world-? How'd he do that! Immanuel wondered as the front door opened and Jacob walked in.
"Hey! Get over here and help me with these," Jacob said with a sour look on his face. Immanuel ran to help him with the groceries he had brought home. "You will understand soon Inu-Immanuel." Weird, Immanuel thought. He stumbled on my name. He's never stumbled before. He rarely calls me by my name anyways. In fact, it's rare either of them call me by my name. "Come on you worthless being! Put them up. Geez, I don't see why he keeps you around. He couldn't stand you before and now…" He trailed off as he went back outside.
"Before?" Immanuel whispered to himself.
End Dream/Flashback Thingy
"Geez Immanuel!" Kris called as he was knocked down on the ground. "Watch where you're going much!" He stood up and dusted himself off, wearing a scowl that not even Karen's glare could make go away. "Why should I be nice when he's the one who runs me over?"
"What's wrong Immanuel?" Kristen asked, looking at him with concern.
"Nothing," Immanuel answered quickly. "I was just thinking. Of stuff."
"Well, this is where we part our ways," Sara sang cheerfully. "See ya tomorrow!" she called as she, Matt, and Seth walked to the left. Kris kept walking straight. Immanuel felt something on his arm and saw Karen's hand there.
"Come on. We gotta stop by my house real fast. My mom will wonder where I am if I don't check in," she said with a smile. Immanuel didn't want to; it wasn't wise to keep Sam waiting like this. But he agreed as long as she made it quick. As he waited in the living room for her, he continued his memories.
Once Again…
"Sam? Sam are you-?" Immanuel stopped speaking immediately as he fell onto his back in the hallway. To anyone it would appear as though he had fainted. But Sam and Jacob knew better. They didn't move him as they watched him regain the full knowledge of his past life. After nearly fifteen minutes, the boy started to move. "Oh, my head. What in the hell is going on?" he whispered.
Sam gave him a firm, but not as hard as usual, whap upside the head. "Do not cuss whelp," he snarled. "It's about time you woke up. I've been waiting for nearly six years for this. I told you yesterday that nothing would change, and I expect it to stay that way. I alone am your guardian in this new world. It's not the same. You will treat me with respect, and you will respect Jacob. Although our bodies are the same, you are still and will forever be my inferior. If I could, I'd get rid of you. Don't forget that." Immanuel nodded and kept his gaze lowered as Sam and Jaken stood and walked into Sam's room again. So, this is who I used to be? he asked himself, shuffling through the memories.
End Dream Thingy
He didn't know how, but he and Karen were standing in front of his brother now.