Summary: Kagome was a normal Japanese high-school girl...with the exception that her childhood best friend is the son of the richest man in the world, Inutaisho. This is their story of friendship that could be something more.
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A four-year-old Kagome laughed happily, chasing after the five-year-old hanyou. His silver-white hair had been braided by his mother, who sat with Kagome's, talking. Sesshomaru, his older brother of seven years of age, was happily swinging. Everyone was happy, smiling, laughing...
With a swirl of color, the green park changed to the overhang in front of the Sunset Shrine. Ten and eleven now, Inuyasha and Kagome stood side by side, looking out at the shire grounds. A spring shower had rolled in, its gray clouds giving the scene a depressed feeling. Inuyasha looked preoccupied, turning to Kagome.
"We're going to be friends for a long time, right Kag?" he asked in a childish voice.
"Of course! Forever 'Yashie!" smiled Kagome.
Another swirl of color brought them closer to the present, where the eighth graders, Inuyasha and Kagome, stood under the God Tree. Kagome was trying hard not to cry, though a few tears escaped her, sliding down her face. Inuyasha, looking extremely downtrodden, his ears flattened against his head, turned to look at Kagome.
Bringing his hand up to her cheek, he caressed it, wiping the tear away with the pad of his thumb. "Please don't cry Kag."
The thirteen-year-old Kagome couldn't take it anymore. She flung her arms around Inuyasha's neck, crying into his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around her waist, trying to comfort her.
"Inuyasha!" called his father. His white hair was pulled up in the usual ponytail, and he wore a business suit. "We're ready to leave!"
Nodding to his father, Inuyasha gave his best friend one last hug before letting go of her. He dug his one of his clawed hand into his jeans pocket, the other hand grabbing Kagome's. From his pocket, he produced a necklace. The pendant was a pink jewel that seemed to glow under the shadows of the tree. Kagome's blue eyes widened as he placed it into her hand, closing her fingers around it.
"So you don't forget me," said Inuyasha somberly.
"I would never-!" Kagome was cut off by Inuyasha's hand on her mouth.
"I know. Remember, I will come back to you."
He turned and walked to wear his father waited. His father wrapped his arm around Inuyasha in a loving manner, steering him to the limo, waiting to take them to their private airport. He twisted his head to look over his shoulder, his golden orbs burning her with their gaze. His fangs flashed as he shouted, "I will come back!" before he was forced into the black vehicle.
A light rain started to fall upon the grounds. Kagome clutched onto the necklace as she sobbed, the limo pulling out of sight.
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The ebony-haired teen sat up in bed, placing a hand to her heart. It felt like it was ripping apart all over again. As she shifted, the cool material of the jewel made her shiver. She had refused to take the necklace off since he had left it with her.
Shaking her head, she threw off the covers, knowing she wouldn't be able to sleep, even if it was three in the morning. Pushing back the curtain to her window, she gazed down upon the darkened Shrine grounds, watching as some sakura petals danced in the slight wind. Turning the pink jewel over in her hand, she sighed.
She usually didn't dream, but when she did, it was mostly fleeting bits of the past, and they were usually about him. Him being Inuyasha, her best friend to this day.
Thinking of him, she sighed again. He was the second son of Inutaisho, and had lived his first fourteen years of life in Tokyo in a mansion at the outskirts of the city. Going to the same schools as him (even preschool); Kagome had quickly become attached to him. Their parents also became quick friends. Sleepovers and play dates had been every week, usually alternating houses. By the time Kagome had been ten, the servants at the mansion treated her like she was royalty, and Izayoi and Inutaisho treated her like the daughter they never had. Sesshomaru thought of her as another younger sibling to bear. Inuyasha, likewise, had also worked his way into the heart of everyone at the shrine.
And after eleven years of friendship and love, Inuyasha had moved away to America with the rest of his family. Inutaisho had business there and felt it would be better to be living there fulltime. She hadn't seen him since, though she would get letters from him every month. His golden orbs still haunted her as did his parting words.
"I will come back!" echoed in her head as she sat down at her desk. Pulling a notebook to her, she started to write.
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Her alarm went off at six, and Kagome found herself at her desk. Under her head had been the poem she had written after she had woken the first time. Re-reading it, she shook her head. It was madness, induced by her heart and sleep-deprived mind. Grabbing her school uniform, she left the somewhat crinkled paper on her desk, leaving to get a shower.
On the paper was found this poem:
I want a boy---
who can wrestle with me
and let me win.
who I can talk to about anything
who laughs at my jokes.
a boy who puts my cold hands
in his warm hoodie pockets.
who lets me use his sweatshirt
for a pillow.
who buys me 25 cent rings,
and sticky hands.
who says I love you & means it.
who will kiss me in the rain,
in the sunshine, and in the snow.
who calls unexpectedly.
who will have many inside jokes
with me and remember each one.
a boy who notices haircuts.
who realizes that he say things
but don't always mean them.
who shows up at my games,
slipping in the door.
who I can go swimming with
on hot days.
who can tell me his problems
and let me help.
who will listen to me talk--
about the new nail polish I got.
who will let me beat him up
when I get angry.
who writes love letters to me,
but doesn't send them.
who draws pictures and slips them
gently into my locker slot.
who saves his genuine, big smiles for me.
a boy with deep eyes,
that can see through faces into depths.
who wears baseball hats and
lets me wear his too.
who gives me his t-shirt to change into
and not expect to get it back.
who knows my favorite color, song,
car, vegetable, perfume and
the color of my toothbrush.
a boy who will shake my dads hand
and look my mother in the eye.
who will call me by my full name--
first, middle and last.
a boy who will kiss me and
tell me I'm beautiful.
a boy who will let me cry to him.
who will squeeze my hips just right.
who surprises me and compliments
my manicure and plays with my hair.
who knows when I have a math test
or when I fail one.
a boy who smells like
he just stepped out of the shower.
who wears cologne that I can subtly
smell when I'm leaning on his shoulder.
who tells me I have a nice laugh
and a smile that lights up the room
and simply be MINE to hold.
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A/N: well, there u have it. First chapter of my first Inuyasha chapter fic. XD by me, who doesn't even like high-school fics that much. - -U
Hope ya like it!
Mika-chan
