Lady Chango: I told you this wasn't just another teen story. Or maybe it is? I guess you have to formulate your own opinion when it comes down to cliche or utterly unique. All stories are the same in some sense, I suppose...

So I was looking for new stories by some of my favorite authors, and was heartbroken to find that most of them have 'moved on' from writing fanfiction. I kind of depresses me when a truly good writer leaves for good, stories unfinished. I loathe the day I, too, will abandon the site, because that will mark a turning point in my life. Good or bad, I won't know until I get there. The good writers may or may not turn to writing as a profession, and, if they don't, what will we have to satisfy our craving for good writing? Doesn't it tear you apart to think that someone likes you enough to miss you when you're gone?

Okay, I had an emotional moment just then. Enough of me waxing on. Go read my story.

And I don't own Inu Yasha.

You Remind Me

Souta walked into Kagome's room just as she prepared to get dressed for the party.

"I'm going to Kohaku's house now," he said.

"I'll take you."

"Why?" he asked.

"Because I'm responsible for you, and I have to make sure they're not crazed, doped-up serial killers or something."

He grumbled about being 'grown' all the way to Kohaku's house. A girl not much older than Kagome opened the door. She was pretty much a Plain Jane, wearing sweats and a big tee shirt with a pair of glasses. Kagome could see that the girl was pretty. She just had to bring it out.

"Oh, you must be Kohaku's little friend," she said solemnly.

"I'm not little," he muttered, and dashed past her into the house to join Kohaku in a video game.

"I'm sorry about him," Kagome apologized. "Little brothers," she said sheepishly. "So, I'm new around here, and I'm having a little party. You wanna come?"

"Well," the girl began, embarrassed. "I don't really have anything to wear..."

"Don't worry about it," Kagome said, putting a hand on the girl's shoulder. "You can try some of my stuff."

"Really...?" the girl said, with awe in her voice.

"Sure!" Kagome grabbed the her arm and dragged her to her house. "By the way...what's your name?"

"Sango Hirakotsu."

"Kagome Higurashi, nice to meet you."

"Same here."

They made into to her room, and immediately Kagome began tossing stuff at her from the walk-in closet. She came back out and peered into Sango's eyes intently. The glasses blocked her sparkling brown eyes.

"Do you have contacts?"

"Yeah, but I don't wear 'em." She pulled them out and Kagome commanded that she put them in. Sango complied, but was quite shy about it.

"See, I knew you had beautiful eyes. Now put these on." Kagome tossed her some clothes. Sango went into the bathroom and came out minutes later in the pair of camouflage Dickies shorts and black tank top Kagome had chosen for her.

"Perfect," Kagome gushed. "You look so nice."

"Wow, I...thanks, Kagome, just...thanks." You could tell that she felt good about herself.

Kagome was marveling over a job well done when the doorbell rang. Kagome rushed it in anticipation of Inu Yasha. Instead it was Yashirah and the other teen who'd helped her mother rearrange the furniture earlier that day.

"Oh, you're that guy..."

"Miroku Houshi, at your service, ma'am. You look lovely-" he stopped when Sango got into his line of sight. "Sango...is that you? You're beautiful!" He practically skipped over to her as she blushed. He attempted to kiss her, but she brought a potted plant down on his head seconds before his lips made contact.

Sango was shaking with nervous excitement. "I know he's a perv, but I never thought he'd do that to me!"

Somehow the pot didn't knock him out completely. He shook his head and rubbed the lump forming there. "Damn, Sango; PMS much?"


Miroku had set up his turntables and was currently spinning Sean Paul's "Temperature." Yashirah pulled out her moves, which were far above dancehall quality. She even had a group of girlfriends to dance with her, synchronized and all.

Sango was having the time of her life, dancing with guys and talking with a few of them. It might have been Kagome's imagination, but Miroku seemed quite jealous.

Kagome was still slightly disappointed that Inu Yasha hadn't shown up yet. As this thought went through her head, someone tapped her on the shoulder. She whipped around and met two topaz eyes, burning like live coals even in the setting sun.

"Hey," she said when the air finally rushed back to her lungs.

"'Sup," he grunted in reply. She loved the gruff, powerful sound of his voice. (A/N: In my head, Inu Yasha's voice is not nearly as whiny. He has a manly voice. Mmm...manly...) He wore a rugged pair of long shorts and a wife beater, enabling her to witness his arms.

"I...thought you wouldn't come."

"Busy," was all he said.

Good enough for her. "You want a drink?" He nodded the affirmative and she grabbed his hand to lead him through the crowd.

This was not what your usual teens would call a 'party.' (A/N: At least, not the teens I know) There was no drinking, no smoking, no breaking anything of value. (A/N: Believe it or not, you can actually have fun that way!) They all listened to music, danced, or talked to potential girlfriends/boyfriends. This made it perfect for Kagome to sneak out to the pool with Inu Yasha. They hadn't been alone since the poolside incident.

Kagome sat in one of the lawn chairs and sipped her drink. She tried not to notice Inu Yasha's stare. Her body reacted to it, but she ignored it, pretending to not acknowledge the way they raked over her body.

He stood up and held out his hand to her. Kagome trembled slightly and took it. They stopped at the edge of the pool and gazed at their reflections. The moon shone directly overhead. Inu Yasha let out a wistful sigh.

"What's wrong?" Kagome whispered, even though she didn't want to ruin the moment with speaking.

He only put his hands on her hips and tossed her into the water. She came up gasping for air. Inu Yasha laughed, and jumped in after her. Doggy-paddling up to her - which she found hilarious and adorable - he encircled her waist with his arms.

"Kagome..." he whispered as his face came closer to hers.

"Hm...?" She couldn't say anything because it seemed that he was so close to kissing her.

He paused and for a moment her heart stopped. "Nothing..."

Kagome was slightly annoyed. She didn't know why, though. They barely knew each other! She began to swim to the edge of the pool, and caught a glimpse of something.

"Inu Yasha!"

Kagome flinched at the sound of the voice. It was cold and cruel, and made her feel as if an ice cube had slid down the length of her spine. She turned to the voice and thought she was looking into a mirror; the face was nearly identical to hers, but cold and calculating.

She looked to Inu Yasha, who looked as if he'd eaten something that made his stomach turn. She searched his face for an explanation.

Inu Yasha cleared his throat and walked to the girl's side. "Kagome," he said quietly. "This is my girlfriend."


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