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Hi people! I was a little upset no one reviewed for me. But I won't let that keep me down! I'm a survivor! Woot Woot! Go me! Anyways, just in case you guys were wondering I made up all the characters except Koga, InuYasha, Kurama, Hiei, Kenshin or Hideki. Those guys are from other manga/anime's. I just used them for a reference. Except Koga of course. He's actually going to be in the story, well maybe InuYasha too- but I can't tell you yet or I'll ruin it! Well read and enjoy! And please review!

Disclaimer:I Don't own InuYasha

Chapter 2

The Fight for my Love

It was two months after I had met my beloved Koga. Of course to other people he was just a character in a book. To me however, he was my hero, my love, my savior, my friend.

I was sick with obsession. I would spend my lunch money, allowances, and any other money I could earn, on more issues of InuYasha. Every night I lay awake in my bed wishing I wasn't born now but 500 years earlier in Feudal Era Japan. To be with Koga, even if it was just for a moment.

Don't get me wrong, I still had a life. I was still a devoted Good Charlotte fan. My grades were still excellent, if more. My friends and I went to each others houses and hung out still. On the outside I was a perfectly balanced rocker chic, balancing school, sports, friends, and health and hygiene.

Although on the inside I was a wreck. A complete havoc of emotions and thoughts. My head was spinning. Would InuYasha defeat Naraku? Would Sesshomaru finally have the tetsusaiga? Is the stupid Peach Man going to come back? And Kagome! Will you stop dancing around and settle with InuYasha? It's not fair to Hojo or my Koga . Wait! That's just the evil, jealous Yumi talking. For real I know Kagome doesn't do it on purpose. And who am I to claim Koga as mine? He is just a crush, a far off love going farther and farther away.

In the tow months time since I had first encountered InuYasha, the residents of Springfield had grown accustomed to seeing me carry my entire InuYasha collection. It was mostly at school, kept in a bag over my shoulder, which I had begged and pleaded for the school to let me. We weren't really supposed to carry around bags. The threat of guns was high in the . So no student wasn't suspicious. Also those comics were in addition to my regular books and binders, making it a very heavy load indeed. After 2 months it was easy though. My shoulders, arms, and back were nicely muscled, not overly bulging but perfect foe my tall thin frame. I could rival any guy at arm wrestling, but why would I want to? I'd rather read.

That day Koi said to me "Hey Yumi, in English we're doing this assignment. It's about where you would escape reality. I made mine blah blah blah. . ."

I had stopped listening to Koi part way through. Escape reality huh? Well I certainly knew where I was going. It wasn't like the stupid English assignment was the first time I'd thought about it too. In class, on the bus, in the cafeteria, I thought about what my life would be like in Feudal Era Japan with Koga.24/7. Life would be exciting, thrilling, not to mention romantic. Killing demons by day, snuggling with my possessive mate at night. If only. If only. . .

Sometime between 4th and 5th period I heard some girls arguing over who was the hottest/coolest anime guy. InuYasha, Hiei, Kenshin, Kurama, or Hideki. I listened intently on the conversation. I know I shouldn't have been but I couldn't resist. After a while the both agreed that Kurama was the winner. Right then I politely interjected. "I'll have to disagree with you guys. I think Koga is the best choice because, he has fangs." I mean who could argue with that logic. "Also he's the leader of the wolf demon tribe. This trait alone is probably enough to make him the winner. Hot, sexy, leader, great personality, he's the best. Not some wussy, flower loving boy." One of the girls smirked at me and said, "Well at least Kurama is fully clothed. Koga wears a miniskirt-an ugly one at that. I mean, if he was going to have disaster haired freaks running after him the least he could do is dress nicely. But why bother when all you get is some punk-wannabe girl drooling all over him? You're not even-" The girl was cut off because at that moment, I got way to angry. I launched myself at her and attacked. The two of us brought 'cat-fight' to a whole new level.

I slapped her across the face and started to bring my hand back for another blow, when she pushed me off of her with all her might and into a locker. She grabbed my little mohawk spikes, that I had taken so much time this morning to make, and yanked until I was almost blind with pain. I quickly kneed her in the stomach, causing her to back away and pant heavily. We both attacked this time. Rolling across the floor kicking, slapping, grabbing, punching, biting, ripping, yanking, and hitting.

By this time we had gathered a large group of students around us forming a tight circle. So tight in fact that teachers couldn't get through to halt the mini-war.

Finally, I felt someone grab me from behind and lift me up roughly. Someone did the same treatment to the other girl. Guess who was holding me back. Koi. Up to Koi to ruin my fun. Well, not fun exactly, I was defending the honor of Koga and myself. It was hard to see what was going on. Oh. My right eye was swollen shut. Not a good thing when you have contacts on. I looked at the ground, with my good eye of course. Blood, lot's of blood, clothing particles, and tufts of hair littered the floor. I glanced at the Koga hater to see the damage I had inflicted on her. Alright! Black eye, countless cuts on her face, arms, neck, and other places. Bruises covered all the visible skin, neck, face, eye especially, legs and stomach. I hadn't had time to examine myself, all I know is that half my clothes is torn to bits on the floor, leaving me quite indecent. But she was too! Jeez! She looked like Bloody Mary herself. HA! I won.

2 hours later. . .

"I am disappointed in both of you. Fighting is strictly prohibited. Each of you will receive suspension for 3 days. After you return to the school, then you will serve detention for two weeks and counseling." The principal droned on and on about who-knows-what. Her lecture ranged from school founding fathers to the rest of the student body's reaction.

Boring old hag. With your fake cheapo nails, and bad wig. Ugly witch. I cursed that principal in every language I knew, including some made up ones.

I imagined all kinds of different types of torture that I'd like to inflict on that woman. Chainsaw? Nah to messy. Strangle? Nope, not deadly enough. Poison? No, not fun enough. I know! I'll hang her by her toes from the ceiling, and use her for a dart board. Only with knives as the darts.

My crazy imagination ran away with ideas of torture and pain. I was so absorbed on the ways I could kill our principal, that I hadn't noticed that the Koga-hater had gotten up and was calling her mom. She slammed the phone back into the receiver and growled at me "your turn."

I snatched up the phone and quickly dialed my moms work number. I half hoped she was there, and half hoped she wasn't. It would mean I get to leave this hell-hole, but only to go home to my parents wrath. Or, I would be safe from my parents till I go home, and wait the day out in the hell-hole. I think I would rather go home now. Not many people are home in the middle of the day. That means that none of the neighbors will hear the screaming that is sure to go on at the Futami residence.

The phone rang 4 times before my mom answered it sounding a bit frazzled. "Hello Megumi Futami's office."

"Hi mom"

"Hello Yumi. What's wrong are you hurt?"

"Ummmmm well. . .I guess not"

"What do you want? I was in a meeting."

"Can you pick me up from school?"

"Why."

"I'm suspended."

"SUSPENDED!"

"Yup."

"We are going to talk about this at home young lady! Were you fighting?"

"Uh-huh."

"Yumi, I thought you stopped being a tomboy-bully in elementary school!"

"I'm not a tomboy-bully mom. Jeez."

"Yumi you will be punished for this. I'm on my way. Good bye."

I sighed and put the phone back in the receiver. What a cheerful phone call. Boy, I was never going to hear the end off this.

30 minutes later. . .

"MIYAMI!" A large woman tugging a small man behind her thundered in. "MIYAMI ANN LEGINI!" The Koga-hater, obviously Miyami, flinched at the sound of her mothers voice, and sunk deeper in her chair. The large woman spotted us. She stomped over and, grabbed Miyami's collar, and dragged her out of the office, all the while yelling obscenities at her. The small man scurried after his daughter and wife. I, myself had little time to wait for my own mother to arrive. Oooopps, thought too soon, there she is. Here we go. . .

I sat on the couch in my living room, and watched as my parents stared me down. I stared right back at them. Eye to eye. My father broke the silence first.

"HOW CAN YOU FIGHT IN SCHOOL! DO YOU WANT US TO PUT YOU BACK ON MEDICINE? WHY ARE YOU STARTING TO DO THIS AGAIN!" My eyes started to water. I couldn't help it, there was just too much to deal. The fight, my parents, the punishment I'll get, and defending the one I loved. My parents continued to bellow at me. Finally having enough of the yelling, I jumped up and ran to my room. I locked my door and threw myself in the direction of my bed. I was somewhat distraught-oh hell I was down right in hysteria, so when I launched my self at what I thought was the bed, it was really several feet from the bed. I went down with a crash. Ouch. My head hit something, the room started going black. My last thought was "I wish I lived in Feudal Era Japan, I wish I had my Koga.

I woke up the next morning. Damn my head hurt-and my eye, and my body. Shit! I was a massive bruise. Also extreme hunger took over me. Up I went from the floor, to the door. My hand was on the doorknob, quickly I yanked it open, expecting to see the neat hallway that was always there. HA. Yeah right. What met my vision was a forest. Huh? I looked back at my room, it was still the same-and all my electrical things worked too! Glance. . .forest. . .bedroom. . .forest. . .bedroom. Oh my freaking God. Was I where I thought I was? Yeah! I was! Feudal Era Japan!

Kay that was sort of a cliff hanger. I hope you liked it. Btw Key Middle School really is a school. And they really do have issues with fighting in the halls. Trust me I know. Well review long and I will update long! BUH BYE!