LS:Hey. I am soooo sorry about not updating since....uh.....well, it's been a loooong time.
Spit:Duh. How could you be that dense?
LS:Quiet, you. This is my new story, so, peace!
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It was just another day for me. It was mid-May, around the time of the Reniassance Faire that I usually work at, since my mom owns the Dragon Marsh company. But this year, it's different. This year, my sweet sixteen, I'm going to be in Honolulu, Hawaii for Rotc Drill Team Nationals.
I went to class as usual, ate lunch with my friends, went to class again, and headed to the Rotc room right after school. A charter bus waited outside the school for people to board, already loaded with suitcases to be transported onto the plane. Hearing my name called, I headed towards the bus, sitting in the second row closest to the door. I watched as my friend, Hiroku, sat behind me. He had dark brown hair with green highlights, clear tan skin with high cheekbones, and gray-brown eyes. He wore a pink shirt that said "Confident men wear pink" and black cargo pants, covered with zippers.
The next person to board the bus was my "blood-bond", Kyomi. She had short, spikey maroon hair, tan-ish skin, and deep black eyes. She wore a thick-strapped green tank top that said "I'm a psycho, but at least I have a life." And a black pair of jeans with studs lining the bottoms. She sat next to Hiroku and began playing with my hair.
Oh, silly me! I forgot to tell you who I am. My name is Kagome Higurashi. I have black hair with natural deep blue highlights, blue-gray eyes, and pale skin. At the moment, I'm wearing a black tank top that says "I don't care if the world is ending at noon; I can't talk to you until tomorrow." And a pair of "dirty denim" jeans that are covered with chains. I live in Coronado, California. I am a member of choir, Marching Band, and Rotc Drill team.
As I watched other "normal people" board the bus, I flipped out a pair of head-phones and put them on, pressing the play button on the c.d. player. The sound of Adema's "Unstable" rang through my ears so loudly that I immediately turned it off. Lowering the volume, I relaxed and pressed play again.
I felt a tap on my shoulder and I looked up to see a guy about my age glancing at me and the open seat next to me. He had lightly bronzed kin, whitish-silver hair, and the most gorgeous golden eyes I've ever seen. He wore a pair of black baggy pants, a red t-shirt proclaiming "Football player that was institutionalized", and a red baseball cap saying "I lost my mind, do you have it?".
I pulled off my headphones and gave him the "what-do-you-want" glare. He smiled at me tearing the glare off of my face. He had perfectly straight teeth and sharp, white fangs.
"May I sit here?" he asked in a slightly deep ranged voice with a slight scratchiness, "Everywhere else is taken."
"Sure," I said in my usual mid-range voice.
"I'm InuYasha," he said, holding out a hand, "Right guide."
"Kagome, "I said, taking it, "Commander."
He sat down, putting his backpack on his lap, as I had done. I flipped my 'phones back on and began listening to my music while, this time, Hiroku player with my hair. I saw Kyomi reaching for InuYasha's long tresses and bit back a laugh. When he yelped, I let it out. I took off my 'phones and watched as he, tolerantly, let her play with his hair, weaving it into a semblance of neatness.
Hiroku, however, glared at the back of InuYasha's head. Coking my head, I asked him what his problem was. He answered rather evilly.
"Don't trust the asshole, Kago-chan,"he said,"He supposedly has a girlfriend on the team and on the cheerleading squad."
"Kikyou?" I asked, matching the description of the girl and my enemy.
"One and only,"Hiroku responded.
"InuYasha,"I said, turning to him,"Are you going out with Kikyou?"
"She's my ex,"he responded, disgusted , "And I wish we weren't even that."
I smiled at him, grateful, and he smiled at me, a calming smile that, for some reason, made my heart flutter. I was somehow lost in his eyes, him in mine, when cold, high voice spoke to us, breaking the spell. I looked up, and there, speak of the devil herself, was Kikyou. Her black hair was in a high ponytail, and her brown eyes were looking at me with hate, which I matched easily. She wore a bright purple halter top, a small, white skirt, and waaaaaaaaay too much make-up.
"So," she said to InuYasha, "Why hang out with this scum when you can be with me?"
"Look who's talking, dirt-bag."I responded testily.
"Gee, it doesn't even have manners,"she said, obviously pissed.
"The only one who doesn't have manners is you, stupid bitch,"I said clearly enough for her to hear me.
"What was that?"she asked testily.
"You heard me,"I said, standing up to her invisible challenge.
One of her friends from the back of the bus called her over. She glared at me, before muttering incoherent curses and stalking off.
I sat back down, calm as before, not looking at the awe-struck expressions of Hiroku, Kyomi, and InuYasha, knowing if I did, I would laugh. But I didn't know that I would yelp when a pair of strong, well toned arms wrapped around my middle. I looked at InuYasha, and he looked back, smiling. I relaxed, and let him hold me.
About twenty minutes later, the charter bus pulled up to the air port. I grabbed my shoulder bag and got off the bus. Air port personnel was looking over our belongings before loading them on to a carrier, which would take them to our plane. I got my ticket and looked for the gate. Finding the gate, I memorized where it was at and took off, looking or a coffee shop.
I found a Starbucks and walked in. I ordered a small decaf latte and looked around for a seat. I saw InuYasha with three people he obviously knew. He waved me over and pulled up a chair. I sat in it and smiled calmly, hoping I did not appear alarming.
"Hey,"said a girl sitting on the other side of InuYasha, "I'm Sango, Flight Charlie."
Sango had dark brown hair puled into a loose ponytail. She was maybe an inch or so taller than me, with light, peachy skin and maroon eyes. She wore a red studded blouse over a black denim skirt with black knee-high boots.
"I'm Shippo!"said a young freshman, sitting next to me, "I'm in the Bravo flight."
Shippo had bright orange hair, emerald green eyes, and was, well, vertically challenged. He had light, fair skin covered with the trademark redhead freckles. He wore a black t-shirt that said "The monkeys are gonna get you!" and a pair of baggy black jeans. He had a skateboard at his side, as well as a backpack.
"Hello, my lady,"said a young man sitting next to Sango, "My name is Miroku. Would you do me the honor of-"
"Not a chance, lecher!" said InuYasha.
Miroku was about as tall as InuYasha. He had medium length dark hair that was tied into a low ponytail with a leather strap. He had bright, violet eyes and slightly tanned skin. He wore a black shirt that read "Lecherous Monk" and a pair of black baggy shorts.
"What flight are you in?" I asked Miroku.
"Delta," he responded, looking down, "The worst flight in the unit."
"I'm Kagome," I said, "I'm from flight Echo and I'm the Commander of the Unit."
"Ah," said Sango, "I remember where I've seen you. You are the one Lieutenant James calls his "protégé"."
"That's me," I said, embarrassed.
"It's a good thing to be honored and respected," said Miroku.
"Why, because no one respects you?" asked InuYasha.
Miroku gave InuYasha a half-hearted glare as everyone burst out laughing. Pretty soon, though, he began laughing too. Miroku draped an arm around Sango, who put her hand over his, smiling. InuYasha slowly wrapped his arm around my waist. I looked at him and he smiled at me. I smiled back, comforted by his presence. But, at that moment, our plane was called to board, so we got up and walked to the gate. Glancing at my ticket, I relaxed. I was sitting in the back part of the plane.
I boarded moments later, calmly setting down my bag and sitting down. But, somehow, I fell asleep before I even saw who I was sitting next to.
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I woke up some time later from a nightmare. I suddenly realized that I had fallen asleep on someone's shoulder. But when I turned to apologize, I froze.
It was InuYasha.
He gave me a melancholy smile before handing me a cup of water.
"The flight attendant came by and asked what you would want, and I didn't know," he said, "so I hope water's fine."
"It's fine, thank you," I said, shaking myself out of my shock.
"You must have a wonderful singing voice," he said, "because you have a beautiful speaking voice."
I blushed and took a sip of water, trying not to focus on his compliment. Not many people had complimented me for anything, much less my voice. I am a Madrigal singer, a High Soprano. It's a very big honor to be one, and it takes a lot of training or natural skill to be one. I lucked out with untrained talent.
When I finished my water, I realized that I was still sleepy. I wrapped myself in the airplane blanket and leaned my head on the window. Suddenly, I felt a pair of strong arms pull me away from the window and lean me on a warm, comforting body. I looked up at InuYasha.
"The window's gotta be damned uncomfortable."
I nodded and snuggled into his chest, ready to fall asleep. A pair of silk lips brushed across my forehead and I snapped my head up to look at him in surprise. But I never quite got there, because my world was blown away before I could. He leaned down and pressed his lips to mine. My eyes closed and my arms wrapped around his neck almost against my will. One of his arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer, while his other went to the back of my head.
We separated when Miroku, walking from the bathroom, whistled. InuYasha, grinning, flipped him off, as Miroku laughed. I snuggled into his chest and he wrapped his arm around my shoulders, drawing me closer to him. Being a pain-in-the-ass that I usually am, I reached up and grabbed his hat. There, under his red hat, was the suspected white-silver dog ears. He gave me a look of horror.
That look disappeared when I reached up and rubbed his ears gently, silently telling him that I accepted him completely. He gave a low growl of contentment and leaned his head on top of mine. I laid my head on his shoulder, content, and tired. Soon, I fell asleep.
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Some three hours later, I woke to the flash of a camera in my eye. InuYasha's arms were still wrapped around my shoulders and waist. He smiled down to me and pointed out the window. I gasped. We had just landed in Honolulu airport. But what made me gasp was that there was a rainbow in the early morning sky. InuYasha kissed me and smiled again.
I didn't know what would happen to me, my old friends, my new friends, or my new love, when I got off of the plane. I didn't know of the horror to come. But I did know one thing.
A new chapter of our lives was beginning. A terrible one.
LS:Wow, the first chapter of a new story. Doncha luv it?
Sess:You could say that.....
Spit:Not really.....