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Chapter 1 Yellow Eyes
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Got to kill the alarm. Kill the alarm.
That's the first thing that echoed in her mind when that annoying sound scared the living lights out of her. That happened every day and it still doesn't get old.
People who invented the alarm must have a truly twisted, warped mind to even think of such creation. It was downright sadistic. What had she ever done to that thing, besides the fact that she had actually paid for it?
She groaned again and clamped her trusty, comfy pillow over her ears, but that grating sound had already woke her.
She kicked her bed off bed and shot off like a cannon. As deadly as a hungry beast, she dove for that earsplitting little contraption right away.
After red had cleared her vision, she found herself sitting in a small pile of, ahem, broken little pieces of what was known as an alarm clock just a few moments ago.
She blushed slightly, wondering how she had gotten out of control. Maybe it was because she only had three hours of sleep last night before that offending little thing had woken her up?
Quickly, she rushed to her bathroom, brushing her wild hair in futile attempts. The result is always the same – hair puffy, cascading down her shoulder, strands sticking up here and there. Had the style been on other girls, it would just have looked plain peculiar.
Not her though. She was a petite girl for a seventeen-year-old girl, yet she was rather athletic. Smart, cunning and friendly, she was the ideal candidate for someone's girlfriend, though she was interested in no one.
She lived by herself and worked part-time job after she left the orphanage; just one more year and she can finally graduate and start working for real. She was sick and tired of working until four in the morning to pay off her rent.
After she was done making herself looking as presentable as possible, she went to search for her clock.
She chuckled to herself nervously. Right, she had just destroyed the bugger in her wrath.
A knock ran from her door, and a girl called out from behind, "Rin! Rin? Are you still sleeping? Hurry! You are going to be late!"
"What! Oh darn," muttered Rin, and once again she dove for the door in her inhuman speed. It was really true; at times of survival (?), humans can really get this sudden, unknown source of power.
"Wow, never seen you looking so worried before, Rin-chan. You were never late even though you always complained about evil alarms," commented a girl playfully when Rin slammed her door shut and locked it hastily.
Rin mock-glared at her two grinning friends, "Yeah, yeah. Laugh all you want, Kagome. Unlike you, I am not someone who demolishes her alarm clock on an every-week basis. Poor Buyo always seems to be in your path of wrath everytime. And you don't want me to remind you of the time you hurled the alarm out of your window just in time to hit an innocent, passing by elderly, Sango. It was pure miracle that the poor old lady didn't go to the hospital."
The three pouted at each other, and they burst out laughing. Kagome was a pretty girl with sleek, purple highlighted hair down her mid-back, her blue-gray eyes shining with amusement. Sango was a tall, beautiful girl with a high ponytail; she had magenta eyeliner and sparkling brown eyes. Like Rin, her style was unique and only suited her.
The three friends walked to school, chatting happily and temporarily forgetting the time. Sango and Kagome are childhood friends and it would seem like they are inseparable sisters. They met Rin during middle-school and they formed a trio almost instantly.
A loud honk from a car behind caused he three girls to stop and glare at the offender. A silver Porsche gleamed majestically in the sunlight, just as dazzling as the driver grinning gloriously at them.
Takamaki Miroku is probably the richest student ever to set foot in their incredulously ordinary school. He is the renowned playboy, who has girls hanging off every single inch of him not just because of his money, but his looks as well. He has a handsome face, deep violet eyes glinting mischievously but also charmingly, with his all-too-famous short ponytail. At first, nobody knew why he would join such a 'dingy' school, with all his wealth he could've easily go to other great high schools. But now, Kagome and Rin smirked, they al know why.
"Good morning my lovely Sango. You look just as gorgeous as ever. Want good ol' humble Miroku to give you three lovely ladies a ride?" Miroku grinned his signature playboy smile at Sango, who blushed deep red and frowned.
"Stop that, Miroku! Just because we are going out doesn't mean you can say those things," scolded Sango, reluctantly climbing into his car with her two giggling friends. Just as soon as Sango reached the front seat, she felt crawling sensations on her……
"Hentai! Skevei! Ero-houshi!" she squealed and slapped him in rage. Miroku took the hit rather happily. Ah, he would love to get hit a thousand times just to have access and permission to touch her wonderful butt.
Rin and Kagome exchanged glances and rolled eyes.
Kagome sighed exasperatedly, "But Sango, at least Miroku showed his affections…(right)…in public. I mean, it really was a miracle that Inuyasha sent me flowers on my birthday."
Rin's tone was mocking, "Kagome-chan……are you saying that you WANT Inuyasha to caress your you-know-what in public? Is that what you want, hmm?"
It was Kagome's turn to turn red as the other three snickered. They all know to well how much Inuyasha and Kagome love each other; they just don't express their feelings outwardly, but they can all feel it. Inuyasha's stubborn, irritable temper is very well-matched with Kagome's fiery temper when provoked. His protectiveness and her compassion really show how well they are suited for each other.
At this, Rin groaned wistfully and looked out the window. She had never had a boyfriend. Sure, she went out with some guys but what she considered boyfriend is something like Miroku-Sango, Inuyasha-Kagome. There isn't any guy she really likes, maybe except Kohaku, Sango's little brother. But still, she doesn't like him that way; she felt herself closer to him as a sister more than as a friend. Litte does she know that Kohaku had harbored some special feelings for her for a long time.
She yawned slightly, gazing almost boringly at the passing-by street. Something shiny caught her attention. Long silver hair? She wanted to call out to Inuyasha, but she realized that this stranger is too tall to be him.
Bright, cold yellow eyes seemed to gaze into her hazel ones, and she felt her heart quickened somehow. When Miroku's car moved again, she felt some regret when the stranger disappeared amongst the crowd.
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"Kuso! Get away from her you yase-Ookami!" Inuyasha snarled viciously at a tall man wearing a brown headband, his black hair up in a high ponytail.
Kouga is a good-looking man, there's no doubt about it, and his punk-like attire often draws in the attention of girls. However, there is only one girl he wanted. His cerulean eyes stared intensely at the worried girl shaking the sleeves of his arch nemesis. Kagome. How could a sweet girl like her fall for such a rude brute?
Inuyasha would have been the most popular guy in the entire school if it wasn't for his foul-temper and horrendous swearing. His long, sleek silver hair hung freely, with two hair locks framing his strong, angled jaw. His amber eyes were what captured Kagome's attention at first, just as Kagome's courage to stand up to him caught his heart.
But today, Kagome knew, that something wrong's with Inuyasha; sure, he argued with Kouga every day, but this time he was really furious, and he was hiding something behind his angry, burning eyes.
"Fine, Inu-koro. I am hungry today so I'll go get my lunch eh? Saved your ass," Kouga sneered and whirled away, leaving a practically steaming 'demon' behind him.
"Inuyasha," Kagome spoke softly, bringing Inuyasha out of his stupor. Kagome's voice always had that kind of effect on him, such soothing, mystifying music to his ears. Inuyasha exhaled deeply and sat down at their table.
They were silent for awhile, until Kagome found the tension too unbearable. "Ne, Inuyasha…… do you have something you want to tell us? No, don't give me that look, because I just know that you are hiding something!" Kagome looked at him anxiously, trying to coax Inuyasha out of his usual sulking trance.
He gazed into her eyes and felt himself relax. He crossed his arms and muttered, "Keh, it's nothing big to worry about. It's family matters, that's all. Besides, that mangy wolf always pissed me off anyhow."
Miroku was in his serious mode immediately at that; after all, who knew about his family better than his childhood friend?
"Inuyasha. Something wrong with your mother?" Inuyasha's mother tend to get sick once a while, ever since her husband's death.
Inuyasha growled irritably, "No, it's my half brother. He's coming back to stay for a few days, which would basically like decades of living hell for me."
Miroku nodded in understanding, and Kagome patted his arms sympathetically. However, Sango and Rin stared in confusion.
Seeing that there is no way Inuyasha would explain, Miroku took the task upon himself, "Inuyasha and his half-brother Sesshoumaru……… well, they have never been on the best of terms, I assure you."
"Yeah, he's such an arrogant, sadistic basta……" Inuyasha cursed loudly, though was silence by a fierce look from Kagome.
Rin furrowed her eyebrows and asked timidly, "How old is your brother, Inuyasha?"
"Half brother," Inuyasha corrected gruffly, "And he's twenty four. He's been providing for the family ever since………" he trailed off, and Sango and Rin decided to drop the subject. It was no use to pry when he was in one of his moods.
"Keh. Who would need a sibling like him? The world would be better without the likes of him."
Rin muttered half-heartedly, "At least, you still have a brother that cares enough to provide for you..." it was not meant for anyone to hear, but everybody caught her comment anyways. Inuyasha hung his head slightly, "Rin...I didn't mean it that way. You know...well...some siblings just don't get along well, ne? I would rather have you as my sister."
Rin smiled in content; Inuyasha can be as nice as he wants to. According to Kagome, Inuyasha is actually the sweetest guy ever wen he's not in his mood. Everybody dropped into a nother awkward silence. They all knew what Rin had went through during her childhood, and that she is rather sensative about the family subject. Rin is their stereotype girl for modeling 'sunniness', and whenever she talked aout her past, she got so withdrawn and crestfallen that she doesn't seemed like 'their Rin' anymore.
She had been in the orphange as long as she could remember for her childhood. The orphanage is not what you would call 'great', in fact, it was far from a 'pass'; those caretakers, because of their low salary, didn't perticularly cared whether if the orphans were well or not. As long as they are alive, that is. Not that Kagome and the others know the details, but enouogh for them to imagine how her life was beforehand. Rin had also mentioned briefly of the adoptive family who disappeared without a trace, when she was only 10. It had been really excruciating, unimaginable to normal families like most people; the only kind being that can caled her family was taken away in such a cruelly short time. Therefore, Rin is very protective of her friendship with Inuyasha-tachi, as they are like her family. That is the most valuable thing she cherished, as some would probably treasure their money and jewelry. As for a sibling...
"Hey Rin-san!" a warm, rather shy voice called Rin out of her memory trip, and she craned her head to see Kohaku grinning at her. She smiled back and greeted him kindly. Yes, Kohaku. UnlikeInuyasha, who is rough, and unlikeMiroku, who is perverted, and unlike the posessive Kouga,Kohaku is a simply kind man with soft featuresjust like his sister Sango.It was because of Kohaku that Rinmet Kagome and Sango actually, but Rin had enough of dwelling upon memories and she fell silent again.
Kohaku gazed at her tenderly, feeling somewhat painful athis requited feelings. He knew that she would probably alwayssee him as a little brother, nothing more, but he wasn't quite ready to give up yet. He bade them good bye and went over to his tables to sit with his gang, including Kagome's younger brother Souta.
Sango looked at his retreating figure rather sadly. It was obvious how her brother felt for her friend, who is completely oblivious, but no one wanted to push Rin; after all, they knew how she values Kohaku's friendship and she would avoid, at all costs, any chances that might ruin their relationship.
The rest of the lunch hourwent by with several loud slaps, proud chuckles and excessive swearing.
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"Ne, why don't you quit your job, Rin? Then you can at least get a reasonable amount of time to sleep," Kagome inquired tentatively. Rin sighed exasperatedly.
They had went over this for the umpteenth time. Rin's job was working as a waitress in a bar from 7:30 to 4:00 in the morning, which leaves her basically three hours of sleep. Everyone was always astonished and admired her endurance, but Rin somehow couldn't complain about her job. Yeah, sure, the work hours are unbelievably irrational, but the pay is really good.
Renkotsu, the bar's owner, is a very perceptive and wily man, who would not hesitate to stab someone at the back when he finds them useless. But Rin attracts customers, and she is literally his money tree. And Renkotsu awarded her with daily pay high enough to pay off her monthly rent fee if she worked fortwo weeks straight. That is one of the reasons she was finally able to get off her awful orphange when she was fifteen, to pay some 'housing fee' or whachamacallit. Rin knew that if she sued nothing would have happened anyways. The orphanage could care less about those 'guardianship' certificates or whatever, and let Rin off as long as she paid the 'debt'.
A bar is practically equal to alcoholics. Of course there are rather quite a bit of disturbances and perverted drunks trying to get her, but fortunately, Renkotsu would have none of that. Not that he protected her out of kindness (Ringagged atsuch thought), he protected her only because she was useful. To him, it was the same as getting his money all nice and shiny, and spotless.
Therefore, in conclusion, Rin's job is pretty decent. She only have to put up with this for a few more months and she can get a REAL job.
"You know, sometimes you are just as stubborn as Inuyasha," Kagome smiled in mock despair. The two bid farewell and Rin sped home, trying to finish her homework in four hours and get ready for work.
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Rin stifled a yawn as she staggered out of the bar. Today had been an especially exhausting day; Yura, the only other waitress, had quit this morning and Rin had to do the job all by herself. Why Yura had resigned Rin would never know; that hair-obsessed woman had always rambled on and on about how great bars are, like an open criticizing game for her to comment on the customer's hairs.
The moon shone particularly bright in the dead of the night, and Rin paused in her walk to stare, mesmerized, by such beauty. She had always loved the moon. Whenever she was lonely, or scared at night, the moon would always be there for her, with Her comforting presence.
A reverberating clink resonated in the empty street, and Rin jolted out of her thoughts. It was always creepy and daunting to walk in such streets at such hour, but Rin had gotten used to it, except today that is.
An ominous sensation crept up her spine, and Rin panicked; she had always trusted her instincts, and wild thought flashed in her mind – run.
Maybe it was her fatigue, or her radical imagination, but she heard sinister laughs echoing for every step she took. Like a bloodhound pursuing so intimately to its prey, her shadows seemed to taunt her with its closeness, and Rin's pace quickened.
Almost there. Just calm down, Rin, just one more turn and you can get to your house. You can just lay down nice and comfy on your bed. See? That doesn't seem so difficult, is it? Just a few more turns….
Rin's attempts at convincing herself failed miserably when she slammed into a very hard object. She expected to feel the cold concrete against her skin as she fell, but none came.
Someone was holding her, and prevented her from hurting herself. Hesitantly, she looked up and a pair of cold feral eyes bore into hers, just as bright as the moon, though it held no emotion at all.
It was dark, and it was only because of reflection that Rin was able to see his eyes. She tried to free herself from his iron grip, pushing against his hard chest, but the attempts proved futile when his hold seemed to tighten so much that it was beginning to hurt.
"Don't move, less you want to injure yourself," a husky, indifferent voice breathed into her ears, and due to the closeness, she could feel the rumble vibrating from his throat.
Rin ceased struggling, but her mind was still screaming 'danger'. She was terrified, that was a given; after all, who wouldn't be when a man who's grasping her just ordered her not to do anything, in the middle of the night?
"What do you want?" her fearful squeak replied meekly, and Rin was rather ashamed that her weakness managed to cause her voice tremble so much..
The man whispered with authority, "It is for your own good, girl. Listen closely. Do not come back here ever again. Remember that. You are not to come back, and this meeting never happened, understand?"
Before Rin could even reply, before she could even organize what she just heard, a blinding pain exploded at the back of her head, and she knew no more.
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End of chapter 1 Yellow Eyes
(for japanese translations, you can ask via e-mail or review, as I'm too lazy to put it up)(hey! It's 12:30 am right now! i have school X.x)
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What's this? An evil cliffy already? Well, I really hate writing introductory story parts, but they are necessities and I cannot avoid them.
Not much action yet, but this is only the first chapter, ne? I promise the plot will get dark………(low chuckle)
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