'KAY!

So. This is where it all begins...

Hm.

Wow. Dazed here. Okay. Just as a warning, this is SUCKS...at the beginning. I wrote it two years ago when I had NO writing skills. At all. So bear with me! Please, it get's better, I promise.

For now, squint at the little letters and try to PRETEND like it's good. Gets so much better, for sure.

And. Since this is the first Chapterola...Just wanted to say that this thing has a few parts in it where...sadly...I've noticed are already in the series. Well. Not entirly. I mean, it's not EXACTLY the same, like I copied it word for word. In fact, I didn't even KNOW it was in the series until after I typed it up or had it in the plot. Which sucks. Alot. But try to pretend. Please? I'm just as mad as you are. I tried my best on this thing so don't go jumping all over my back that I copywrited. Because I didn't. I just haven't finished the series yet and haven't seen all the movies yet.

Oi!

Now, I know you're dying to read it...so here goes.

Chapter 1

Discolored leaves of brown, red, and orange fluttered from cluttered branches. Small leaves that had been pushed aside by the others as they grew crisp and dry and loose from it's twig that bound it to the rest of the tree. They trickled down, swaying in the mild breeze, and a few finally dropped into the clear, sparkling lake.

Tiny ripples sent forth from the disturbance only to collide with even bigger ripples that shattered the look of the placid lake, distorting the reflection of the sky and trees hovering above.

Nevertheless, the lake would be beautiful even with it's distorted reflection. One reflection that lied to all was a lake's, any sort of water's. They didn't show what the water looked like from the other side, like a person's reflection would. The reflection showed what the water saw from the water's point of view. Just like a mirror.

Who couldn't resist jumping into their own reflection, wanting to be on the other side just to watch things pass by and show others what you see without having to say a single word. Kagome. Kagome Higurashi, a happy girl who sat at the lakeside, her right hand scribbling feverishly across the thick art book paper. She was content, so very content about her life, her reflection. She wanted to be her and no one else. Or so it seemed.

She flicked her wrist, making short strikes across the page to create a furry looking effect around two dog ears.

"Whatcha drawing, Kagome?" Sango asked as she swam around in the crystalline lake water, Miroku close behind her.

"Nothing…just doodling…" Kagome replied, smiling down at her work of art.

'It looks like him.' She thought, triumphantly and closed her art book and set it aside. She had started drawing in that art book a few months before.

"MIROKU! YOU LECHEROUS LITTLE-!" Sango screamed as the sound of water sloshing drowned out the sound of terrified gasps and angry grunts.

Sango raised an open palm. Her usually calm and sensitive features were twisted in rage and disgust as she slammed her hand across Miroku's bare cheek. A bright pink hand-print left red-handed proof of what Miroku had done.

"You really do have a groping problem, don't you, Miroku?" Kagome said, trying not to giggle as she stood and walked over to the edge of the lake in her conservative blue one-piece bathing suit.

" It's the hand, I swear! It's possessed by a demon!" Miroku claimed unconvincingly as he raised his hand out of the water and made the motion as if he were groping some girl, as he always did.

"You're a horrible liar!" Sango yelled back, lunging herself at Miroku and sending a wave of water into his face. Sango wore a bright green one-piece suit that had once been Kagome's. She had lent it to her for the summer.

Kagome continued to stand by the edge, letting the cold water momentarily touch her toes when the water lapped in and out as Miroku and Sango sloshed and fooled around in the water. She brought her toes out and shivered. It was too cold for Kagome's sensitive skin.

"AIIIEEEEEEE!" Kagome's startling scream rang out through the area as two clawed hands wrapped around her waist and lifted her, roughly, from the ground. The one who held her cackled and tossed her into the dark and freezing water.

"INUYASHA!" Kagome sputtered as she reached the surface again. She would know his cackling laugh anywhere.

"Yo, Miroku! Said it a thousand times, You're hand is defiantly possessed but ain't by a demon!" The arrogant hanyou shouted over to the monk who was deep in conversation with Sango. He looked over at Inuyasha Takashi and shot him a disapproving frown. Inuyasha found this funny. He continued to laugh and point at Kagome who bobbed up and down in the water, shivering.

"INUYASHA!" Kagome sputtered again, spitting lake water from her mouth to utter a few dreaded words that made the hanyou's ears perk up and twitch cautiously. "SIT, BOY!"

"ACK!" Inuyasha shouted as the purple beads around his neck began to glow bright. His happy face turned into a look of terror as he tipped forward and his face suddenly plunged into the cold water. It was Kagome's turn to laugh now. She giggled wildly.

"Damn it, Kagome! I wish you would stop doing that!" Inuyasha cried as he pulled himself, hacking up a storm. He coughed roughly as he tried to coax the water that swam in his lungs now.

His silvery-white hair that framed his face, soaked and sticking to the sides of his face, his tufty bangs matted to his forehead. Sango and Miroku laughed at the result of the hanyou getting 'sat' once again. Though it was always to be expected, it caught each and every one of them by surprise every time. Even Kagome was surprised at how much a natural reaction it had become.

The monk and demon-slayer were soon back into conversation, laughing and smiling. Odd looks were sent over by the other pair as Inuyasha, a pointed finger in his ear, tried to scoop the water out as he tilted his head to help. It was a miracle he didn't rip something in there.

"Hey, It looks like Miroku and Sango are having a grand ol' time over there..." Inuyasha grumbled, trying to push his matted hair out of his face, giving up on trying to rid of the water that clouded his hearing. His dark red kimono was drenched to the deepest thread and weighed the half-demon down.

"I told you, Inuyasha! I think a little love connection is going on over there!" Kagome said, smiling and floating over to Inuyasha's side so she could talk in a low whisper to him. She was still shivering.

"You say that every time they talk together like that." Inuyasha said, getting over the fact that that dreadful command had just been used on him for the first time that day.

"Yeah-well…oh, never mind! You are so clueless…" She said, teasingly. "I just hate to see two people who are really great for each other not together because they're too stupid and clueless to do anything about it…" She added, her cheeks turning a slight red.

Inuyasha didn't smile. He didn't get it at all. He knew she was just teasing with him but he didn't really liked being teased, though, oddly, He felt that he could contently listen to Kagome's high, teasing voice as she purposely tried to momentarily hurt his pride. He had become used to it and almost felt empty without it. He knew he had grown to care for the girl, as much as he hated to admit it, as much as he tried not to. She had pried her way into his life without even trying. Just a talent she seemed to have. Or maybe it was just destiny.

Kagome rubbed the white, fluffy towel in her hair as Inuyasha crouched at her side, shaking wildly and flinging droplets of the freezing water back onto Kagome. Her school uniform that she had just dressed into was suddenly soaked.

"Hey! Watch where you shake!" She said and started to giggle at how weird it had sounded. Surprisingly, she could hear a chuckle come from Inuyasha as he stood and looked at her.

'This is one of his good days' Kagome thought, smiling back at him. She hadn't realized how long she had been looking at him until the hanyou suddenly spoke.

"What are you looking at?" Inuyasha said, his brows furrowing.

'So much for that.' Kagome thought, shaking her head. Her soaked black hair whipped around her head.

Inuyasha grunted and looked down.

"No! You're wrong! There is no way that Inuyasha and Kagome are-…" Miroku shouted as him and Sango wandered into the hut. Miroku was wearing a pair of purple swim trunks that had been Kagome's fathers. The deep line down the monk's torso showed just how fit and irresistible his muscular body was.

Neither Kagome or Inuyasha had any idea of the conversation between the monk and slayer.

"Inuyasha and Kagome, what?" Inuyasha asked, stuffing his arms into the opposite sleeves of his soaked kimono. His face was serious as he tried to pry the information from the two.

"Well- Sango says that-" Miroku started but a harsh blow to the side cut his speech short.

"Oh, nothing…" Sango covered, pulling her elbow away from Miroku's side.

"Ow…" Miroku said in an exasperated voice he buckled over, holding his side.

Sango smiled guiltily as her cheeks turned red. She was more guilty of what she had been talking about than what she had done to Miroku.

"Keh! Yeah, right….It was somethin, I can tell. Whatever it was, it's not true! You're a buncha' liars!" Inuyasha said as he turned and walked over to the farthest wall of Kaede's hut.

"You don't even know what they were talking about, don't get on their case!" Kagome defended, turning to Inuyasha with an angry expression.

"How are you gonna defend them! They were just gossiping about you!" Inuyasha said, leaning forward and pointing an accusing finger to Sango and Miroku.

"I doubt they were talking bad about us, so just chill out, would'ja, Inuyasha?" Kagome screamed back, both their tempers on the brink of failure.

"Oh, shut up!" Inuyasha cried, rolling his eyes.

"Here we go again…" Miroku sighed, looking to the ceiling and holding his staff tightly. He had recovered quickly.

"This is so pointless…" Sango added, watching the two fight non-stop.

"Tell me about it…" Said a squeaky voice as a small figure hopped onto Sango's shoulder.

"Oh! Shippo! Where have you been? I was wondering what happened to you and Kirara!" Sango asked in a rather questioning and curious tone.

"Kirara, Me, and Kaede went out to gather food." Shippo said over-enthusiastically.

"But I thought Kagome made us some food from her time." Sango said, glancing over at Kagome but knew that there was no way she was going to get an answer out of her at the moment.

"Nah. I asked her this morning. All she has is Ramen. No offense or anything but I'm really getting tired of having ramen three times a day every day!" Shippo cried over the screaming of Kagome and Inuyasha, perhaps a little too loud.

"Ramen! Where! Kagome, did you bring ramen!" Inuyasha asked, cutting away from their long argument.

"STOP GETTING OFF SUBJECT! SIT, BOY!" Kagome cried, obviously over-raged as her hands were balled into fists at her sides and her knees were locked as she leaned forward to yell at the stubborn half-breed.

"AGH!" Inuyasha yelped as his face slammed into the wooden floor.

"Strike number one!" Shippo called, holding up one finger.

"Two…" Sango corrected quietly.

"Wow. Two already? What a doofus. Kay. Strike number two!" Shippo tried again, lifting another finger.

Inuyasha let out a menacing growl from the depth of his throat as he pushed himself up off the floor and stormed over to Shippo.

"Shut up, whelp!" He muttered and cracked a fist down on the top of the tiny fox demon's head.

He moaned and fell from Sango's shoulder, holding the bump on his head.

"SIT!" Kagome screamed.

'He really shouldn't hit Shippo like that…he's only a kid!' She thought as she, once again, watched Inuyasha's face hit the floor.