Ok so I had all these plans to write out at least 10 chapters before I started posting ... yeah that didn't work out. Whenever I write a new story and save up chapters I feel like they're burning a hole in my pocket or something. So yeah fuck that I'm just going to post them as I write them.

Hope you guys enjoy!

Please excuse any spelling/grammar errors onegai :D


Inuyasha Higurashi, the legendary athlete of his middle school. He was many things: a boy who lived at a shrine, popular with the ladies, a troublemaker of sorts, and many more. Other than his amazing athletic record with kendo, he was well known for something else: his silver hair and gold eyes. Which, no, he did not bleach his hair and he does not wear contacts. It was just natural for some reason, and it didn't really matter to him.

He carried his school bag over his shoulder and the bag containing his kendo gear in another.

"I'm off, Ma!" he called, slipping his shoes on and starting to head towards the never-ending stairs of his shrine. He glanced over at the sacred tree, something he felt nostalgic looking at, and looked over the scar in the middle of it.

'Maybe there was a huge battle here or something and it almost got blown up?'

Another one of his theories to add to the list of the scar that never healed.

Proceeding to trot down the steps of the shrine, he made his way to school.

"Yo, Inuyasha," a voice came from behind him, he recognized it as his long-time friend since grade school, Fukui Kai. He was slightly shorter than Inuyasha and had short pitch black hair and eyes to match.

"Hey Kai. Have a good summer?" he asked.

"Sure, if you consider being drug around by my mom all summer fun," he rolled his eyes, before turning back to Inuyasha. "And you?"

"Same old, same old. I worked around the shrine, endured my Grandfather's 'teachings', practiced kendo a bit … nothing interesting."

"You still didn't get that haircut you said you would," Kai motioned to his silver hair, which reached all the way down to his lower back. "The teachers are going to be on your ass again about inappropriate hair length."

"Keh, whatever. I like it long anyways," for what reason, he didn't really know, he just … did.

"Sure sure, oh – come on the light changed," they proceeded to walk to school together, dropping their gear off in the kendo room before checking the list of class-assignments.

"We're in the same class," Kai pointed over to the list on the far right, their names mixed up with a bunch of others.

"Let's go then," the two boys headed in the direction of the doors and prepared themselves for, yet, another hellish year.


"Higurashi Inuyasha," the teacher called, looking around the room for said student.

"Here," Inuyasha raised his hand, the teacher immediately scrutinizing his appearance.

"Higurashi, do you bleach your hair?"

"No."

"Do you wear contacts?"

"No."

"How unusual … Anyways, your hair is too long. You should get a haircut," the teacher marked that he was present and proceeded with roll call.

"Whatever," he mumbled and crossed his arms over his chest, he swore he could hear Kai laughing ever so slightly.

"Told you so," Kai whispered.

"Shut up!" Inuyasha yelled out, causing the class to turn their attention to him.

"Higurashi, office," the teacher pointed towards the door, to which the teenager just huffed and practically stomped out of the classroom.


"So," Inuyasha swung his kendo sword, "stupid!" he swung again with more force. There was the slight possibility that he was upset about his hour and a half long lecture with the principal.

"Not my fault you got in trouble," Kai shrugged, then barely blocked Inuyasha's attack in time. "Still got that brute strength I see."

"Just be quiet!" he continued with his frustrated swings while Kai just laughed at his childish behavior.


"See you tomorrow," Kai waved at him.

"Sure thing," Inuyasha waved behind him and continued walking towards home.

He got to the stairs and ran up them swiftly, spending no time at all to walk inside and head to his room.

"Oh hey honey, how was sch-" his mother tried to talk to him but all she managed to see was his long hair chase after him while he ran up the stairs. Moments later he was heading back out in changed clothes; a pair of sweat pants and a tank top, his hair was tied up in a ponytail.

"Inuyasha!" Izayoi shouted, causing her son to stop in his tacks on his beeline to the door. He slowly backed up, peaked his head into the kitchen, and smiled as innocently as possible.

"What? No 'I'm home!' or 'Hey mom!'?"

"Hey mom, I'm home?" he tried.

"Sit down buddy," she pointed to the kitchen table and he sighed. Taking a seat on a pillow, he watched his mother expertly whip up a snack and place it in front of him. "Go on, eat. I'm sick and tired of you forgetting to eat and passing out."

"It's not that big of a deal," he sighed as he bit into the peanut-butter and jelly sandwich.

"I-nu-ya-sha," his mother practically growled, the usually gentle woman summoning an intense demonic aura.

"Fine, I promise I'll never do it again," he rapidly ate his sandwich and chugged the glass of milk. "Can I go now? I want to get my afternoon run in before dark."

"Before you go," she pulled a plastic bag off the counter and handed it to him, "take these traps and set them up in that old well shrine. I've been hearing noises down there lately and I'm sure it's rats. I don't know why your Grandfather worships that well and refuses to let me pay people to have it filled, but oh well. After that you can go on your run."

"Why me?!" he fussed as he looked at the traps in the bag.

"Personally that well gives me the willies. Now hurry up," she shooed him off, and he groaned as he stood up and headed towards the door. After putting his sneakers on he headed towards the well, opening the door and suspiciously looking inside.

"Gives me the willies too," he grumbled, walking down the stairs and starting to set the traps up around the wooden well. "It's pitch black down here, and it smells like something died."

He went to put the last trap down when it engaged on his hand. "Mother fucker! Shit, get it off! Get it off, get it off!" he hopped around trying to pull the trap off his right hand, but as soon as he pulled it off, it reengaged on his left hand. "Damn it! Shit, shit, shhhittt!" he hissed a variety of curse words as he tried to get the trap off his poor hand. He accidentally bumped into the well with his left side. The moment he did, the sealed well burst open with light.

Inuyasha completely forgot about the rat trap clamping down on his hand as he watched some sort of … creature emerge. It wrapped itself around him and pulled him down into the well, the light fading as did the boy.

"Honey, do you want this flashlight?" Izayoi called into the shrine moments later. "Hm, Inuyasha?" she turned the flashlight on and looked around the room, seeing only rat traps scattered about. "Guess he's already on his run," she shrugged and turned the light off, shutting the doors to the well as she left.


Alright so now we've got Inuyasha in the picture. Wooooo yayy~ You know what that means, right? Next chapter they're probably going to meet! YAYAYAY! Even though I'm the author I still get super excited lmao.

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FeudalWarrior - Yeah I've read a few role reversal fics myself and I've seen all kinds of different combinations. I decided on Sesshomaru taking Kikyo's place because I liked the idea of Inuyasha being his reincarnation, especially since they share the same hair color (we'll see how the hair color has significance later on). I just personally wanted Kagome to wear the robe of the fire rat, and we'll learn the whole back story behind it later. I haven't seen that fic about Inuyasha coming down the well wearing it as a jacket, but that sounds really cool. Anyways I'm just going with whatever I feel is right. Hope you keep reading :D