Disclaimer: I do not own Inu-yasha and company (but I wish I would). However, I do own Kiken, Koishi, Gin, Aliz, Chaz and Mike that may show up in this fic (I use them in most of my fanfics).
Symbols are: "talking", 'thoughts', ¤¤¤new place or time¤¤¤
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Chapter 3 Hunted mansion
Hi, Koishi.
How are you doing? I'm doing terribly. Sesshomaru is picking on me all the time and I should pay him 200 yen only for getting down to eat. Jaken is all the time hanging on my pants and my Tetsusaiga (you know what I'm talking about) has gotten somewhere with my brothers stuff. Also my best jacket was left back in the old house, damn it! I knew that everything wasn't packed.
Any interest of going and look for it?
I had my first day in school. The people there are crazy! You almost must call the teachers with their first names or their calling names (I don't even know their last names). Also I met this guy, Miroku, who's a pervert. He introduced me to his friends. Kouga, who's one of his friends, doesn't like me. Not to mention I don't like him. Then there are these two girls, Kikyo and Sango.
Kikyo is beautiful, I must admit.
They think I'm crazy for living in here. More so they laughed at me when I said I heard crying here. What's their problem? There are no ghosts! I know th-
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Inu-yasha straightened his back when hearing sniffing. He let the pen from his hand fall on the table that had been carried up last night. He looked over his shoulder. He saw nothing.
He turned back to the letter he was writing when he heard it again - that lonely sniffing. Now he was getting annoyed. He stood up and walked to the door of the room he had decided to be his 'office', like he calls it.
He opened the door and looked around. He heard the sniffing again and now it was turning into crying. He walked out of the room to the stairs. "Stop that, Sesshomaru!" he shouted downstairs and then turned to return to the room.
The crying had stopped and so he nodded proud of his victory over his brother. Still he wondered why Sesshomaru hadn't shouted anything back at him. Sighing he walked to the room again.
The crying started again. 'What?' he asked himself. He looked slowly up and saw what he never believed to see.
He screamed of surprise when seeing a transparent girl sitting on his table right beside the letter he had been writing. He backed a step when the sniffing started again and the girl let her head fall in her hands. He backed again, but accidentally kicked one of the boxes in the room.
The girl was startled and she looked up. In the next second she was gone.
Inu-yasha blinked his eyes more than once. He slowly walked toward his table. What had he seen?
"You saw me?" he heard a ghost-like voice from behind him. He jumped out from his socks turning around to face the transparent girl
"You saw me!" she smiled sweetly. She stepped a bit closer to him and he had to wonder where she was walking when she was floating above the floor.
"Some one finally saw me!" the girl smiled clapping her hands and dancing around... or more like flying.
Inu-yasha held his breath when with his hands he started to look for the table behind him. He didn't dare to let his gaze fall from the girl before him. He was seeing thing, right? There are no ghosts, right? He was becoming crazy, right?
She just laughed happily dancing around until she then stopped and turned to look at him. "What's your name?" she asked getting closer to him. He just leaned on the table heavily.
She didn't wait for an answer. She floated above the table and read on the letter on it. "Are you Koishi?" she asked giving again that sweet smile.
Inu-yasha looked carefully over his shoulder not knowing what to think. She was a young girl with black long hair and she had a pattered kimono on her. He gulped when she came closer again. Now she was only inches away from him.
"Koishi?" she asked innocently.
He breathed heavily. 'What kind of coward are you?' he heard a voice in his head. 'You fear this innocent girl? Why to fear, even if she's something unnatural?' He breathed more steadily.
"My name is Inu-yasha" he finally said and the girl's face became even brighter.
"Inu-yasha" she said wondering. Then she danced around. "I'm..." she stopped short staying still having one finger on her lower lip. "Actually... I don't know who I am. I can't remember."
He looked at her wondering. She didn't know who she was? She didn't remember? He relaxed and looked at her.
Small tears started to fall on her cheeks and the sniffing started again. "Stop crying!" he shout getting uncomfortable when she were crying. She didn't stop and he didn't know what to do. Was he becoming crazy? He was seeing a ghost but there aren't such things as ghosts.
There passed a long silent moment and only her sniffing was heard. Then he got enough and run out of the room. "Sesshomaru?!" he called when getting down the stairs. "Did you hear that?" He run and opened the first door in his brother's floor. He wasn't there.
"He's not home!" he heard a shout from downstairs.
'What?' Inu-yasha shouted in his mind. Then slowly, almost fearing, he started to go up the stairs again. He arrived to the room where the girl had been.
There was no crying. The girl was gone and he was only left standing there with out knowing what to think.
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A/N: Not the best chapter I have done. It's also quite short, but at least the ghost has appeared now I hope you enjoyed it anyway and I'm real sorry for all spelling mistakes cause I simply hadn't time now to take care of it. On next week I'll do it.
Tell me what you like. Also I would really appreciate it if someone could tell me some Japanese last names. I don't know any and I have a hard time to come up with something that could work.
I know then nothing really of the ways in Japan. I just come up with something and borrow the little bit of information I have. I hope that no one is going to hit me if the life style is wrong -looks around carefully-
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A/N
10.5.2006 (05/10/2006):
Just read trough and fixed some mistakes.
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A/N
(May 28, 2008):
Not much fixing needed after my fixings on last
time.