Summary:

Kagome is a fifteen-year-old student a Shikone-Ga High School. She is training to become a priestess at her family's temple so that MAYBE one day she just might take over the family business. While on her way to school she bumps into this silver haired male with one icy attitude! Kagome loses her phone in the midst of this all! How will things go? Will she ever get her phone back? And what about her minutes!? O.O

Disclaimer: Don't own…happy now?

Early Wake-up Call

"Good morning Tokyo! Right now it's 4:30 a.m. For all you early birds out there let's give it up for our lovely new comer to the IKSM station, DJ Lily!"

Clapping and cat call whistles sounded from the speakers. At the sudden attention the new female disc jockey laughed nervously, but took it all in stride.

"So what's up DJ Lily, anything new going on in the world today?"

Shuffling of papers could be heard, and a peppy young woman began to talk animatedly.

"Well…" There was a long pause as the disc jockey did her best to squeeze drama out of everyday news. "DJ Kurtz and to all you faithful listeners out there we do have a new building opening in downtown Tokyo for the Taiyoukai Enterprise; who is now under a MUCH younger leader."

"Oh! Really! You hear that ladies? A new guy in town. I'm sorry to say but I never knew about that Lily, tell us more."

Clearing her throat the female DJ continued on, "As you know their previous president, Inutaisho, retired and handed the business over to his sixteen year old son only a year ago. Some feel that was a little too risky for an INTERNATIONAL company being run by a teenager. So, because of the executive change plenty of derogatory comments have come their way. Many of the loyal employees have stayed but a few have left being frustrated that they would take orders from someone YOUNGER than them. But let me just say this; things have definitely been thriving under his new order!"

"Thanks a lot DJ Lily."

"It is my pleasure Kurtz."

"This is DJ Kurtz signing out on your early Monday morning! Now let's get on with our morning bender, thirty minutes of commercial free music!"

A young woman turned over in her bed and groaned, "It is WAY too early to be waking up now!"

From the other side of her bedroom door came a muffled urgent request, "Kagome! Kagome Higurashi!" Rolling over she tossed a pillow over her ears desperately trying to block out the sounds of her grandfather's voice.

"Are you up yet?" Impatience ran thick in the elderly man's tone.

"That temple isn't going to clean itself you know!" Once more she turned over in her bed and covered her ears with her pillow, placing more pressure on the ball of fluff hoping the increased amount of weight would help. Ignore and it will go away was her winning strategy, and she stuck with it because it had been successful against the attack from the mother alarm clock, but it wasn't doing to well against the grandfather one.

"Kagome!"

'Lalalalalalala can't hear you, I am sleeping' the teen thought.

Smirking to herself at the thought of how ridiculous she must look right now, lying on her side with mountains of blankets surrounding her with a well used pillow adorning her messy locks. She flew into a fit of giggles kicking up a storm causing dolls and fuzzy comforters to go flying in all directions and stopped short when she heard the sound of footsteps on the wooden stairs. Gasping in surprise, she slowed down her breathing and pretended to be sleeping, putting in a snore or two for extra effort.

"KAGOME!"

The stomping of footsteps were coming closer and closer undeterred from their path.

"Get up NOW!"

Screeching like a wild banshee, she scrambled to protect herself from the sun. Her hands flew to her eyes as a bright light filled her entire vision.

Kagome decided it was time to break out the heavy artillery and with puppy dog eyes she pleaded, "Just a few more minutes! PLEASE!"

But unfortunately she was met with a brick wall a.k.a the old man who was currently holding her comforters hostage. 'Don't worry poor babies, Momma's gonna save you.' Silently she begged her blankets for their forgiveness, it wasn't her fault the old man wanted her to become something she wasn't. Why did the poor blankies have to pay the price? Cruelty to comforters of all sorts should be illegal; do you know what they go through just to make us comfortable? But, eh why waste her breath on her grandpa, he wouldn't listen anyway. Ignoring the fact that a seventy year old man was waking her up, and it was in the wee hours of the morning things couldn't have gone better for the girl, yeah right. Only someone who was beyond optimistic would think that.

"No!"

Kagome flinched at such a harsh reprimand, usually her grandpa was easy going and let her sleep in, so she could only guess what happened this morning to make him so upset.

"You're already fifteen years old and you cannot wake up on time, what a disgrace! Your unruly behavior is unacceptable for a young lady of your caliber!" shouted her grandfather and he wrenched the layers of blankets away from her form roughly.

"Up! Up! Let's go!" He was like a ring master and she the lion on a stool waiting to be told to perform tricks in order to maintain it's keep in order to stay, really now things were getting out of control. If she started to compare Gramps to a ringmaster then she had it bad…really bad. She grumbled and shut off her blaring alarm next to her bedside. But for all her protesting the young woman quickly rolled off of her mattress with the grace of a cat and began to get ready for the day ahead.

Striding into the quaint bathroom adjacent to her room she pinched lightly at the skin beneath her eyes.

"Oh goodness! I have all of these bags under my eyes! I look like a raccoon!" Kagome wailed.

Frantically, she rummaged through the medicine cabinet. Tubes, bottles, toothpicks, cotton swabs, band-aids, floss, and everything under the blue sky came crashing down from the height of the plastic shelves. A high pitched squeal emitted from the messy recesses of the hallway bathroom.

"I found it!"

Grinning, she eagerly washed her face free of grime and vigorously wiped her face and hands dry. Applying the eye cream under her bottom fringe of lashes the teen began to daydream. You couldn't blame the girl, she was only fifteen after all. Humming a soft tune Kagome viewed herself in the mirror. Fingering her waist long raven hair, she concluded that it wasn't so bad. She wasn't hideous, or like a Ko-gal, thank God! Instead of the obnoxious orange tan girls had these days, she was of a creamy peach complexion. There were no contacts or glasses for this high school student, just a pair of chocolate orbs was what she needed. Well, one could say she was an average school girl trying to make it in the world of young naïve souls racing to grow up, but then who ever said that didn't know Kagome. The girl was headstrong and enjoyed her life as it was now, it didn't bother her in the slightest that she was young, that's what the Age of Youth is all about. Live it up, is her motto. Sighing and turning away from her reflection and daydreaming she headed towards her bedroom to change out of her pajamas.

"Why oh, why do I have to get up so early in the damn morning?" she angrily muttered. Kagome opened the second drawer of her armoire she had to bite back tears. 'Damn it!' Wrestling out a white hakama and a red gi from the wooden drawer, she threw them on tied the straps quickly and set a stony expression on her face. 'One day,' she vowed silently, 'I will be able to start my day without tears or remorse for you.'

Practically running out of the room she grabbed a white rubber band and went downstairs. Swiftly tying her hair into a ponytail she snatched a lone piece of toast waiting on the counter, and flung open the white, pristine refrigerator revealing a bottle filled with orange juice on the side. Nodding in satisfaction she grabbed her

OJ, source of all that was vitamin C and worked her way towards the temple.