Inuyasha sighed as he looked at his reflection in a downtown shop window. He didn't like this look. He didn't like having his ears covered up. It muffled every sound. It felt as if there was a paper bag on top of his head. But he sighed again and kept walking, turning into the barber's shop at the end of the block. He grimaced when all attention was given to him.
"Uh, hi. I need a haircut." He said meekly. These men were big and buff. In a state of human form, he felt very small. His one relief was that he still had his strength and flexibility.
"Okay, champ. Hop on up here." One of the men said, shaking a plastic cover. Inuyasha obeyed and the plastic strap (what are those called? Vests?) Was around him almost instantly.
"All right, then. Whatcha looking for today?" The man asked, looking at Inuyasha through the reflection in the mirror.
"A big cut. I haven't had one in awhile." Inuyasha suddenly realized how stupid he felt. The barber chuckled.
"Of course. I can see that. Well, here, I have a few books, maybe you can find a cut you like?" He asked, leaning over to grab a binder from a low shelf. He handed it to Inuyasha, who began to flip through it.
"That one." Inuyasha pointed and the barber smiled. He pulled out the scissors and began to cut. Inuyasha watched the silver hair he had never before lost fall to the ground.
Inuyasha walked out of the clothing store, feeling fresh and frightened. He was worried. He had never fit in, would it be the same here? How could he get Kagome back? His clothes were quite simply flattering. But he didn't know that, and was worried about them all the same.
He wore medium-sanded jeans that were ripped slightly at the knees and at one of the front pockets. His shoes were black and simple, with a small red Puma (which I shan't own! ) sign on them. He wore a red shirt (what is Inuyasha without the red I ask you?) That hung low, past his hips, and bore a logo of some sort (use your imaginations!). Over the shirt was a brown, suede jacket, which brought attention to the small (and now black) rosary that hung over his chest. Inuyasha puffed out his collar in an attempt to reassure himself, then walked down the street, shyly smiling at the girls gaping at him.
His hair was cut short, so that all of it was the length of his bangs. They swept softly around his face, the silver streaks now mixed in with a hint of black. Inuyasha was beginning to get annoyed with them and every few seconds would blow them from his face.
A group of girls was giggling and staring at him, and Inuyasha decided they were friendly enough. He approached them hesitantly.
"Hey, um, do you know where I can find Mimori High?" Inuyasha asked, fumbling with the piece of scrap paper he had the name written on.
"Of course. It's two streets down from here, and one street over. I can take you there if you'd like." The girl speaking to him had a dark look in her eye, and a smile Inuyasha presumed to be hiding something.
"Uh . . . no thanks. I think I can find it. Thank you!" He gave a parting wave to the other girls and began walking again, at a much faster rate. He glanced back at the girls, having an eerie feeling they were following him. They weren't of course, and Inuyasha shook off the discomforting jitters, and approached the place Kagome studied, Mimori Highschool.
He stepped inside and was whisked into a group of students, making their way rapidly through the halls. Inuyasha slid into a cavity in the wall next to the drinking fountain and watched them walk by, not many noticing his presence. He waited until they were all gone and a chime like noise had rang out, then began to wonder the halls.
He had to register. He knew that. He heard of Kagome complain fo such a thing. He also knew about the place called an office and went there, hoping to find someone of use.
"Why, good morning!" A shrill voice cried as he stepped inside, carefully shutting the door behind him. He turned to see a woman behind a desk. She had long, silver hair that was still showing streaks of brown. Pencils and pens kept her hair up in a sloppy bun.
"What can I do for you, sweetheart?" She asked with an overexcited grin. Inuyasha stepped forward.
"I need to, uh, register. Is there papers?" He asked, hoping he had used the right terminology and she would know what he was talking about.
"Of course! Here you are, and if you need any help, just say so. I'm Carlotta." She handed him a stack of papers, white, yellow and pink. He sighed and took a pen from the waiting room and began to fill them out slowly.
"Did you see the new guy?" Yuri asked as she sat down next to Kagome, sliding gracefully into her desk. She had once again eluded the bell, and Mr. Jikoru hadn't noticed. Kagome shook her head.
"No, I didn't. What does he look like?" She asked, leaning on her palm. She didn't really care. She had Hojo.
"Well, he's got this awsome hair, it's like gray with streaks of black. It's so cool! It's long but short, you know, like the length of your bangs, all the way around. And he's totally buff. He looks amazing! Oh, Kagome, he's so handsome . . ." She reminisced silently. Kagome raised an eyebrow.
"Mmm-hmm. And where did you meet him?" She asked, her voice in a whatever-this-is-totally-stupid way.
"Well, I didn't exactly. I just saw him come out of the office. But I know he's the one for me." She grinned and turned around at the order of the teacher. Kagome wondered about this new guy for the rest of the period.