Disclaimer: I am not Rumiko Takahashi. Therefore, I do not own Inuyasha. I do not own the song 'Who's That Girl' by Hillary Duff either.
Author's Note: I read a CSI songfic with the song "Who's That Girl" by Hilary Duff and the song hit home with me since I'm such a die hard Inuyasha fan. Personally, I don't like Hillary that much (Sorry Duff Fans!), but the words meant a lot to me. Read and review please! Flames are accepted, but since this is my first fic, be nice about it if you would. And any typos are mine because I don't have a beta. .
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Inuyasha... thought Kagome Higurashi. Having just returned from modern Japan, she was happy to come back to Feudal Japan and see her friends. To see her best friend Sango, a demon slayer who lost her entire village, with the exception of her little brother Kohaku, who was put under a spell by the evil being Naraku. To see the lecherous monk Miroku, who hits on women daily, and each time receives a slap from Sango. To see Inuyasha... but not like this. Kagome adjusted her large yellow bag on her shoulder and ran.
... There were places we would go at midnight
There were secrets that nobody else would know
There's a reason but I don't know why
I don't know why
I don't know why
I thought they all belonged to me...
"Kikyou!" Inuyasha managed to say, pushing her away. "I-I can't do this. You're dead. It's my fault, yes, but we had out chance, and we blew it." Kikyou's eyes dropped to his chest. "I'm sorry." Inuyasha leapt off towards Kaede's village. Kikyou... 50 years is a long time... And I've met someone very special to me...
Kagome charged into Kaede's ancient hut, dropping her bag on the floor. She has to get her feelings off her chest. "Sango? Would you come with me?" inquired Kagome. Sango looked up from Kirara and nodded. "I'll be right there," she said, setting the two-tailed cat demon on the wooden floor and following her friends outside. They walked quite a way before Kagome finally stopped.
"Sango-chan... he... he was with her again. I'm not sure how much more of this I can take..."
...Who's that girl?
Where's she from?
No she can't be the one
That you want
That has stolen my world
It's not real, it's not right
It's my day, it's my night
By the way
Who's that girl living my life?
Oh no, living my life...
The demon-slayer laid a hand Kagome's shoulder, comforting her. "Kagome-chan, I understand. You are deeply hurt. And Inuyasha's been sending you mixed signals ever since Kikyou was resurrected. But I have no doubt that Kikyou is not the one for Inuyasha. She is dead, after all."
Still facing away from Sango, Kagome spoke. "I'm jealous of what they had 50 years ago. I'm jealous because I know that I can never be like that with Inuyasha."
...Seems like everything's the same around me
When I look again and everything has changed
I'm not dreaming so I don't know why
I don't know why
I don't know why
She's everywhere I wanna be...
Sango nodded. "But Kagome-chan, don't you see? You do have something with Inuyasha. Kikyou is the past. You are now. Do you understand?" Kagome turned around. "Thank you, Sango-chan." With that, Sango gave her friend a hug to reassure her that everything would be okay.
"Miroku!" Inuyasha yelled, barging into the hut. "Where's Kagome?" he asked, looking around for her. "Ha ha," the lecher answered. "She left with Sango not long ago. Maybe you can catch up to them." The hanyou's eyes lit up. "Thanks, Miroku." And with that, he was off following her scent.
Hope you liked it so far. Usually I write comedies, but I was in a serious mood when I wrote it. Read and review! Second chapter is up.