the Mender: ILuvsBakura
the Construction: (written Sept. 22) Sept. 23, 2005
the Pieces: A Single Blossom- Inuyasha and Kagome
the Fragment: A Fortune Unforeseen
the Tools: a bad luck boy and a fortune teller with no means of telling
A Fortune Unforeseen
He threw away the crumpled piece of paper. Once again, he was a loser. Inuyasha had bought the lottery ticket on another whim, not expecting anything much, and sure enough, he wasn't disappointed. His luck was getting worse and worse, and the bad streak that had plagued him for nearly a year didn't show any signs of letting up.
Grumbling to himself, he kept walking down the dark, dirty street. Suddenly, a strange figure huddled down on the sidewalk caught his eye. Warily approaching, he shouted, "Hey! You! What the hell are you doing digging around in the gutter? You homeless or something?"
A fairly pretty, smudged face looked up at him. The figure turned out to be a girl, with dark blue eyes and messy black hair caught under an emerald green hood adorned with intricate gold embroidery. For a moment she gaped at him in surprise, then quickly switched to anger as she glared at him. "I work in the shop across the street," she said pointing a finger at the said place of business. "I'm a fortune teller and my..." she blushed slightly and looked away. "My crystal ball rolled into the gutter."
Inuyasha laughed loudly at her declaration. "Your crystal ball rolled in the gutter?"
"That's what I said, dog-boy," she growled, "Now will you please leave me alone so I can get it out?"
He rolled his eyes and turned to walk away- right back down the broken road he had come from. But he hesitated a moment, deep in thought. "Here," he said, "let me help. If you're pathetic enough lose some worthless crystal ball- and then actually care about it- I guess I can spare a little time to help you out."
"Oh gee thanks," she said sarcastically, rolling her eyes. "And it's not worthless- it's been in my family for generations. They say that a shard of some really magical jewel was used in making it." She took up a stick she was holding- that he hadn't noticed earlier- and stuck it inside the gutter. "It's the big purpley circle thing stuck in there. Can you get it out?"
He looked at her incredulously. "Big 'purpley' thing?"
She sighed out of exasperation. "Ok, mystical purple orb exuding magical energies, most unworthily stuck inside this filthy gutter if you prefer. Now will you lend your aid in removing it?"
"Whatever," he grunted, snatching the stick away and beginning to poke around. He had no more success than she did. "Damn it!" he cursed, frustrated at all his wasted efforts. "What'd you do, shove it in as far as it would go?"
"Shut up," she said dully. "We have to get my crystal." After another moment of silence, and him still futilely poking around, she said "I'm Kagome by the way."
He looked surprised, but then offered her a friendly smirk. "Inuyasha."
And with a brief handshake, a centuries-old, forgotten friendship was renewed. Not without their share of deja-vu, they both wondered if the meeting was more than just a coincidence. Destined for obscurity and tangled legends, the fated couple met once again.
And it all began because of a jewel.
They won't let themselves be meant to be...