People write this all the time, and guess what? SO WILL I! This is my very
first posted fanfic.so read, and yes, review. I of course DO NOT OWN
INUYASHA OR ANY RELATED CHARACTERS. If I did, I would not be up at 1am
writing fanfiction with hints of wine on my breath..or would I? ^-^
hehe. Enjoy!
Part-Time
Chapter 1 : Late Shift
"Another dull day...." Emes stared out into the dark mist of rain pouring over the bare parking lot, the blacktop glistening with wet, creating illusions of depth. She felt drawn to the bottomlessness of the vision, wishing to be sucked into the earth, into the mirrored world of lamplight and skewed buildings that lay beneath the surface. Silently, her hand grasped the cardboard sign hanging from a strand of twine and twisted it around as the other hand clicked the key into a locked position in the door frame keyhole. "I hate closing."
As Emes thoughtlessly took up the broom and dustpan from the corner, a light flicked off in the back room which she could see through the far doorway in the back wall of the room. Footsteps crept out from the now darkened room. A young girl with long shimmering black hair appeared holding a rag and a bottle of cleaning solution.
"Hey.Kagome, long night tonight, eh?" Emes gave a tired glance at the girl chuckled to herself.
Kagome smiled thinly. Her once-black apron was stained with dark brown coffee spills, bits of milk, soy, and drips of various flavored liquids. an aromatic melody. Working nights was not her idea of a good time. Normal 16-yearolds went out on Fridays, they had cars.they had boyfriends.
"Are you cleaning or daydreaming over there?" A sarcastic voice traveled through the air and hit Kagome like a pinch on the skin.
"Huh? Oh.right. yah. I'm just. um. detail cleaning." Quickly, Kagome woke up and began dousing the coffeestained counter with the green spray. The machines would need the actual detail cleaning, but they would also be the most annoying task yet to finish. After wiping away the spots and spills (a bright shiny white countertop hidden beneath), she reached under the corner sink to retrieve her scrubbing supplies. Emes would be sure to double check her efforts, as the older girl was a known compulsive clean freak when it came to business cleaning. (Her apartment and car were naturally chaotic.) As Kagome scrubbed and sloshed the parts of the espresso machine with suds, she pictured herself in Emes' shoes, running her very own business.
'It would be cleaner than clean,' she thought, 'with employee discounts, tons of business, and we'd always be well-staffed.' Too many times had there been lines trailing out of the front door with only three employees managing to keep coffee brewing, comics organized, and customers happy. Still, Emes was a wonderful manager, although very young at only 21 years, someone whom Kagome considered a close friend. 'I just wish she'd hire cuter boys.' Kagome thought of Peter, the goofy boy who she was used to playing karate with during shifts. (He once sent her to the emergency center with a hand chop to her foot. it sent her ankle into the countertop corner as she was trying to kick him in the chest). 'Silly and fun.but just.not for me.'
Emes had finished sweeping mopping while Kagome set the machine parts onto the rolling cart to dry. The young manager was tending to the registers with a saddened expression on her face.
"This bites. Why do people hate rain so much? Is it really such a terrible feat of action to walk in it? I think I'm going to make a sign that clearly states : HUMANS DO NOT MELT IN WATER, PLEASE SPEND MONEY AT MY STORE!"
Kagome laughed at the idea and went to straighten the comic books which lay disheveled on the shelves. "While you're making signs, could you put up one that asks for hot guys to please apply?" She asked with false hope swirling in her soft brown eyes.
"What?!! And encourage young girls to enter a domain of comic books and action figures! I will not hear of it! Never shall I taint the interests of women! Besides. this store thrives off of nerdy computer geeks (like myself) who need sci-fi and fantasy stories in which to lose themselves." Kagome sighed loudly while taking off her soiled apron. Emes rolled her eyes, "Okay, fine, I'll look over the applications we already have and I'll make sure to pick out some guys. then you and I will hold interviews to pick out the best ones."
"YES!" Kagome danced into the laundry room (yes, this store rocks) and tossed the apron into the green basket. Her jeans were splotched with coffee as well, but she had managed to keep her light blue tank top in one piece.
"Are we done now?" Kagome peeked out into the main room to find Emes still fiddling with one of the computers.
"You can clock out; I just have to do a fileserver recovery after this report prints. It'll be just a minute."
Kagome was utterly exhausted by this point. The clock read 10:40pm as she sat down on the green couch by the front window. She, too, noticed the black depths covering the parking lot. Her gaze was intense, like trapped in a dream, trying to remove the soul from her body for a weightless stroll amongst the mists. The splish-splosh of the raindrops fell into a lullaby rhythm.
::splish-splosh:: ::splish-splosh:: ::splish-splosh:: ::Whack!::
Suddenly, she bolted upright and refocused her gaze. Something had just collided with the front window and was slowly sliding down to the concrete sidewalk in a heap outside. Kagome stood up and stared at the mass of white strands gleaming in the darkness, covering a crumpled body soaked with rain.
Emes looked up from the computer. "What the hell was that?"
"It's. a person..." Kagome reached for the key in the door, turned, pushed, and was quickly outside beside the stranger. "Are you okay?" The body stirred and young man's face appeared from beneath the silvery locks of hair. Kagome jumped back with an eerie sense of fear in her gut as two furry dog-like ears showed themselves attached to the top of his head.
"What the hell is going on here?!"
The man opened his eyes to see the girl staring in fright. He sat upright in reaction (which was a mistake), causing Kagome to scream loudly.
Emes had come to the door now and was staring out at the scene in puzzlement. "Kagome? What's going on? Who is this? What happened?"
"Quiet already!" The man's voice snapped at Emes as he rubbed his forehead with a hand which unmistakably came equipped with long sharp claws.
Emes screamed this time as she caught sight of them. "That's it. Kagome, get away from him.I'm calling the police." As she dashed back inside, Kagome got up to follow.
"NO! wait!...Help me!...please.." he begged. Two captivating, amber eyes pleaded through the fogged air, stopping Kagome in her tracks.
"Who ARE you?" She managed to say while in an almost unbreakable gaze, her heart racing and her breath unusual. She noticed then how young he truly was, and that his garments were strange, foreign or antique.
"Inu.yasha.I." but with that the boy fell over, and disappeared completely.
Emes returned to the doorway to find Kagome staring into nothingness where the boy had lain. Police sirens could be heard in the distance. Kagome's eyes trailed onto the blacktop where a pool of water had collected, reflecting the lamplight that shone from above her. She saw her face dimly within the depths. Perhaps she imagined the glowing amber orbs floating there.
End Chapter 1
Hope you all liked that.I plan on writing more soon! But me go sleep now, you write review now.good.bye. -_- zz.ZZZ.zzz.ZZZ.zzz
Part-Time
Chapter 1 : Late Shift
"Another dull day...." Emes stared out into the dark mist of rain pouring over the bare parking lot, the blacktop glistening with wet, creating illusions of depth. She felt drawn to the bottomlessness of the vision, wishing to be sucked into the earth, into the mirrored world of lamplight and skewed buildings that lay beneath the surface. Silently, her hand grasped the cardboard sign hanging from a strand of twine and twisted it around as the other hand clicked the key into a locked position in the door frame keyhole. "I hate closing."
As Emes thoughtlessly took up the broom and dustpan from the corner, a light flicked off in the back room which she could see through the far doorway in the back wall of the room. Footsteps crept out from the now darkened room. A young girl with long shimmering black hair appeared holding a rag and a bottle of cleaning solution.
"Hey.Kagome, long night tonight, eh?" Emes gave a tired glance at the girl chuckled to herself.
Kagome smiled thinly. Her once-black apron was stained with dark brown coffee spills, bits of milk, soy, and drips of various flavored liquids. an aromatic melody. Working nights was not her idea of a good time. Normal 16-yearolds went out on Fridays, they had cars.they had boyfriends.
"Are you cleaning or daydreaming over there?" A sarcastic voice traveled through the air and hit Kagome like a pinch on the skin.
"Huh? Oh.right. yah. I'm just. um. detail cleaning." Quickly, Kagome woke up and began dousing the coffeestained counter with the green spray. The machines would need the actual detail cleaning, but they would also be the most annoying task yet to finish. After wiping away the spots and spills (a bright shiny white countertop hidden beneath), she reached under the corner sink to retrieve her scrubbing supplies. Emes would be sure to double check her efforts, as the older girl was a known compulsive clean freak when it came to business cleaning. (Her apartment and car were naturally chaotic.) As Kagome scrubbed and sloshed the parts of the espresso machine with suds, she pictured herself in Emes' shoes, running her very own business.
'It would be cleaner than clean,' she thought, 'with employee discounts, tons of business, and we'd always be well-staffed.' Too many times had there been lines trailing out of the front door with only three employees managing to keep coffee brewing, comics organized, and customers happy. Still, Emes was a wonderful manager, although very young at only 21 years, someone whom Kagome considered a close friend. 'I just wish she'd hire cuter boys.' Kagome thought of Peter, the goofy boy who she was used to playing karate with during shifts. (He once sent her to the emergency center with a hand chop to her foot. it sent her ankle into the countertop corner as she was trying to kick him in the chest). 'Silly and fun.but just.not for me.'
Emes had finished sweeping mopping while Kagome set the machine parts onto the rolling cart to dry. The young manager was tending to the registers with a saddened expression on her face.
"This bites. Why do people hate rain so much? Is it really such a terrible feat of action to walk in it? I think I'm going to make a sign that clearly states : HUMANS DO NOT MELT IN WATER, PLEASE SPEND MONEY AT MY STORE!"
Kagome laughed at the idea and went to straighten the comic books which lay disheveled on the shelves. "While you're making signs, could you put up one that asks for hot guys to please apply?" She asked with false hope swirling in her soft brown eyes.
"What?!! And encourage young girls to enter a domain of comic books and action figures! I will not hear of it! Never shall I taint the interests of women! Besides. this store thrives off of nerdy computer geeks (like myself) who need sci-fi and fantasy stories in which to lose themselves." Kagome sighed loudly while taking off her soiled apron. Emes rolled her eyes, "Okay, fine, I'll look over the applications we already have and I'll make sure to pick out some guys. then you and I will hold interviews to pick out the best ones."
"YES!" Kagome danced into the laundry room (yes, this store rocks) and tossed the apron into the green basket. Her jeans were splotched with coffee as well, but she had managed to keep her light blue tank top in one piece.
"Are we done now?" Kagome peeked out into the main room to find Emes still fiddling with one of the computers.
"You can clock out; I just have to do a fileserver recovery after this report prints. It'll be just a minute."
Kagome was utterly exhausted by this point. The clock read 10:40pm as she sat down on the green couch by the front window. She, too, noticed the black depths covering the parking lot. Her gaze was intense, like trapped in a dream, trying to remove the soul from her body for a weightless stroll amongst the mists. The splish-splosh of the raindrops fell into a lullaby rhythm.
::splish-splosh:: ::splish-splosh:: ::splish-splosh:: ::Whack!::
Suddenly, she bolted upright and refocused her gaze. Something had just collided with the front window and was slowly sliding down to the concrete sidewalk in a heap outside. Kagome stood up and stared at the mass of white strands gleaming in the darkness, covering a crumpled body soaked with rain.
Emes looked up from the computer. "What the hell was that?"
"It's. a person..." Kagome reached for the key in the door, turned, pushed, and was quickly outside beside the stranger. "Are you okay?" The body stirred and young man's face appeared from beneath the silvery locks of hair. Kagome jumped back with an eerie sense of fear in her gut as two furry dog-like ears showed themselves attached to the top of his head.
"What the hell is going on here?!"
The man opened his eyes to see the girl staring in fright. He sat upright in reaction (which was a mistake), causing Kagome to scream loudly.
Emes had come to the door now and was staring out at the scene in puzzlement. "Kagome? What's going on? Who is this? What happened?"
"Quiet already!" The man's voice snapped at Emes as he rubbed his forehead with a hand which unmistakably came equipped with long sharp claws.
Emes screamed this time as she caught sight of them. "That's it. Kagome, get away from him.I'm calling the police." As she dashed back inside, Kagome got up to follow.
"NO! wait!...Help me!...please.." he begged. Two captivating, amber eyes pleaded through the fogged air, stopping Kagome in her tracks.
"Who ARE you?" She managed to say while in an almost unbreakable gaze, her heart racing and her breath unusual. She noticed then how young he truly was, and that his garments were strange, foreign or antique.
"Inu.yasha.I." but with that the boy fell over, and disappeared completely.
Emes returned to the doorway to find Kagome staring into nothingness where the boy had lain. Police sirens could be heard in the distance. Kagome's eyes trailed onto the blacktop where a pool of water had collected, reflecting the lamplight that shone from above her. She saw her face dimly within the depths. Perhaps she imagined the glowing amber orbs floating there.
End Chapter 1
Hope you all liked that.I plan on writing more soon! But me go sleep now, you write review now.good.bye. -_- zz.ZZZ.zzz.ZZZ.zzz