InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A Miko's Rhythm & Romance ❯ Prologue ( Chapter 1 )
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By: Pinkit 
Three years after Naraku's demise, Kagome decides it's time to move on with her life, she has finally finished high school and has transferred to an Arts College. To Inuyasha's surprise, the era of the short short skirts has not ended. Will he survive the torture?
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 04.18.2009 | Updated On: 04.26.2009 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 572 | Status: Work In Progress
Three years after Naraku's demise, Kagome decides it's time to move on with her life, she has finally finished high school and has transferred to an Arts College. To Inuyasha's surprise, the era of the short short skirts has not ended. Will he survive the torture?
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 04.18.2009 | Updated On: 04.26.2009 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 572 | Status: Work In Progress
I DO NOT OWN INUYASHA! HE IS PROPERTY OF RUMIKO TAKAHASHI, I just like to torment them and watch them suffer angst and endless love stories...
BUT I DO OWN MY ORIGINAL CHARACTERS: Kagome's short black skirt, Professor Matsumoto, Ibuki and a few others that will be mentioned later on.
Written by me, edited by me, beta is me, but if you are interested to be my beta, please inform me :-)
And no, I have not abandoned "A Mapped Life" the truth is that it has been a while since I have been able to brainstorm anything for Toga and Izayoi, so know I present the first chapter of my second story: A Miko's Rhythm & Romance.
*Note: I have read my fair share of Inuyasha Fan fiction, and still have not found anything compared to what I am brewing up, but if you feel your story has been compromised by my storyline, please inform me, I am in no way trying to plagerise anybody, period.*
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It had been three months since they defeated Naraku that day on the outside fields of the Kaede’s village, in fierce determination of the stormy blue eyes of the young miko it had been a long three years. Kagome had endured the ridicule her grandfather put her through inventing all these strange illnesses at school, and personally she had come to hate the fact she had to lie so she could get a chance to take makeup tests so she could at least get a passing grade.
Her life had been torn between maintaining her family’s honor by passing middle & high school and finishing the darn quest for the shikon jewel shards. It was troublesome to say the least, lugging her school work around but she always found the time to pick up small gifts for the people that somehow she had started considering extended family on the other side of the well. Candy, crayons and paper for Shippou, literature novels and science books for Miroku, weapon utility and surfboard wax for Sango, she had especially had a hard time explaining to Miroku that sexwax was for the Hiraikotsu, and not for intimacy. Sango had dealt him a hard bump on the head soon after for his ecchiness.
But now here she sat on a grassy hill overlooking the vast green vegetation that was Inuyasha’s forest. He had become that and so much more for the teen miko. The sun was setting, tomorrow would be her first day in the final stretch to finish school. She had decided to transfer to an arts major college, which she had finally decided on after discarding the idea to study medicine or teaching. She would major in Mythology and Arts and find a suitable job as an arts curator.
Kagome smiled, that way she would make her family happy because she would further complete her schooling and she would study something that she really wanted. Having seen enough blood and gore throughout the three years it took them to track the morphing idiot down and hold him still enough to have her purify him, well it wasn’t that way per say. Sesshoumaru and Inuyasha had hacked away at the large morbid ball that had appeared in the outlying fields close to the village and she had shot a purifying arrow into the heart of the mass after both inus had weakened the outer barrier with a combined attack with their swords.
It had been hard to believe that after battling so many underlings and being injured more than once it came down to that. She sighed. What would this new chapter of her life bring in store for her? Kagome pulled a wildflower from its long stem; bringing the small bud to her nose she inhaled its perfume while she managed a delicate smile. What would happen now between Inuyasha and her? Would he declare his love for her and forget the promise he held with Kikyo’s memory? Or would he forget her and follow Kikyo into hell? Huffing at the absurdity of her own pondering she stood dusting off her skirt picked up her yellow backpack and walked the rest of the way to the well, jumping into the pitch black time slip, not realizing that the hanyou in question was observing her every move.
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6:00 a.m. Higurashi Shrine
Beep-Beep Beep-Beep Beep-Beep!
Without opening her eyes Kagome deftly grabbed her alarm clock and hit the large off button, it was time to get up and get ready for the first day of the rest of her life, the jewels quest over she now had plenty time to work on her carrier as an Art Student. She hugged the pillow to her chest and rolled over kicking away her fluffy bedspread, picking up her robe and pulling the towel from the hanger outside the closet door she ran towards the bathroom just as her teen brother opened his bedroom door, sticking out her tongue in the process she shut the door and proceeded to shower and dry off donning her robe again she walked toward her room and got dressed for college.
She arrived downstairs fully dressed while she combed the tangles out of her hair, her mother smiled at her lovingly and set her place at the table next to her grandfather that was currently reading the paper and having his morning coffee. They ate in calm silence as if skirting away from an uncomfortable subject: Inuyasha. Kagome felt it and knew what they were trying to get at but decided to ignore it. She finished her breakfast thanking her mother, and washing her used dishes she glanced at the wall clock.
“Six thirty Mama, I have to get going or I’ll be late.”
“Yes dear, you wouldn’t want to be late for your first day of class, right? Maybe you could get Inuyasha to get you there quicker dear?”
Her grandfather narrowed his eyes at her daughter in law, “just at is she trying to get with that? Keiko knows things are not right with the hanyou and her daughter…”
“He is not here Mama, he is back in Sengoku Jidai, and well anyway I’m off!”
With that said Kagome grabbed her new leather messenger bag that held the essentials for the first day of class, a notebook, pens, pencils, erasers, rulers, and everything that an artist student needed. Some pocket change for lunch and her subway pass. She donned her black silk beret and stepped into her chunky leather shoes at the door tapping her toe twice for good luck she sped down the shrine steps and toward the subway station towards art school, not realizing she was being watched by a twin set of amber eyes that at the moment were trying to negotiate independence with the rest of the hanyou’s body. He thought the middle school and high school uniforms were bad, with the short skirts and almost transparent white blouse. No this was much worst, much, much worst.
Inuyasha narrowed his eyes, never before had he seen Kagome wear something like that, it was so exotic, so revealing, and he shook his head in disbelief, ”so she would be wearing this now when she came home and through the well huh? Just when he thought his daily torture would end after she finished her sk-ool thing he thought he had seen the end of the short skirts and see through material of her blouse.” He crumbled to the ground in sitting position his head beat mercilessly against the polished surface of the Tori gate.
“I will die a painfully slow death; this wench is going to be the end of me, too bad for Sesshoumaru”
It was ironic that his brother had impaled his poison-clawed hand through his chest and he had not died, but Kagome? Gods! Kagome would be the death of him with those short skirts,”Kikyo be damned,” he would die completing the task for all three of them. Kikyo would be happy that he went to hell; Sesshoumaru would get to see him dead, and Kagome? Oh Kagome would see to it that he died the next time she ran, jumped, or walked in front of him with that very short skirt.
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Reviews are not expected but are welcome!
Every review is like a jewel to an author a small glimmer of hope that somebody enjoys their writting as much as they do.
-Pinkit!
BUT I DO OWN MY ORIGINAL CHARACTERS: Kagome's short black skirt, Professor Matsumoto, Ibuki and a few others that will be mentioned later on.
Written by me, edited by me, beta is me, but if you are interested to be my beta, please inform me :-)
And no, I have not abandoned "A Mapped Life" the truth is that it has been a while since I have been able to brainstorm anything for Toga and Izayoi, so know I present the first chapter of my second story: A Miko's Rhythm & Romance.
*Note: I have read my fair share of Inuyasha Fan fiction, and still have not found anything compared to what I am brewing up, but if you feel your story has been compromised by my storyline, please inform me, I am in no way trying to plagerise anybody, period.*
========================================================= ====================================================
It had been three months since they defeated Naraku that day on the outside fields of the Kaede’s village, in fierce determination of the stormy blue eyes of the young miko it had been a long three years. Kagome had endured the ridicule her grandfather put her through inventing all these strange illnesses at school, and personally she had come to hate the fact she had to lie so she could get a chance to take makeup tests so she could at least get a passing grade.
Her life had been torn between maintaining her family’s honor by passing middle & high school and finishing the darn quest for the shikon jewel shards. It was troublesome to say the least, lugging her school work around but she always found the time to pick up small gifts for the people that somehow she had started considering extended family on the other side of the well. Candy, crayons and paper for Shippou, literature novels and science books for Miroku, weapon utility and surfboard wax for Sango, she had especially had a hard time explaining to Miroku that sexwax was for the Hiraikotsu, and not for intimacy. Sango had dealt him a hard bump on the head soon after for his ecchiness.
But now here she sat on a grassy hill overlooking the vast green vegetation that was Inuyasha’s forest. He had become that and so much more for the teen miko. The sun was setting, tomorrow would be her first day in the final stretch to finish school. She had decided to transfer to an arts major college, which she had finally decided on after discarding the idea to study medicine or teaching. She would major in Mythology and Arts and find a suitable job as an arts curator.
Kagome smiled, that way she would make her family happy because she would further complete her schooling and she would study something that she really wanted. Having seen enough blood and gore throughout the three years it took them to track the morphing idiot down and hold him still enough to have her purify him, well it wasn’t that way per say. Sesshoumaru and Inuyasha had hacked away at the large morbid ball that had appeared in the outlying fields close to the village and she had shot a purifying arrow into the heart of the mass after both inus had weakened the outer barrier with a combined attack with their swords.
It had been hard to believe that after battling so many underlings and being injured more than once it came down to that. She sighed. What would this new chapter of her life bring in store for her? Kagome pulled a wildflower from its long stem; bringing the small bud to her nose she inhaled its perfume while she managed a delicate smile. What would happen now between Inuyasha and her? Would he declare his love for her and forget the promise he held with Kikyo’s memory? Or would he forget her and follow Kikyo into hell? Huffing at the absurdity of her own pondering she stood dusting off her skirt picked up her yellow backpack and walked the rest of the way to the well, jumping into the pitch black time slip, not realizing that the hanyou in question was observing her every move.
======================================================= ======================================================
6:00 a.m. Higurashi Shrine
Beep-Beep Beep-Beep Beep-Beep!
Without opening her eyes Kagome deftly grabbed her alarm clock and hit the large off button, it was time to get up and get ready for the first day of the rest of her life, the jewels quest over she now had plenty time to work on her carrier as an Art Student. She hugged the pillow to her chest and rolled over kicking away her fluffy bedspread, picking up her robe and pulling the towel from the hanger outside the closet door she ran towards the bathroom just as her teen brother opened his bedroom door, sticking out her tongue in the process she shut the door and proceeded to shower and dry off donning her robe again she walked toward her room and got dressed for college.
She arrived downstairs fully dressed while she combed the tangles out of her hair, her mother smiled at her lovingly and set her place at the table next to her grandfather that was currently reading the paper and having his morning coffee. They ate in calm silence as if skirting away from an uncomfortable subject: Inuyasha. Kagome felt it and knew what they were trying to get at but decided to ignore it. She finished her breakfast thanking her mother, and washing her used dishes she glanced at the wall clock.
“Six thirty Mama, I have to get going or I’ll be late.”
“Yes dear, you wouldn’t want to be late for your first day of class, right? Maybe you could get Inuyasha to get you there quicker dear?”
Her grandfather narrowed his eyes at her daughter in law, “just at is she trying to get with that? Keiko knows things are not right with the hanyou and her daughter…”
“He is not here Mama, he is back in Sengoku Jidai, and well anyway I’m off!”
With that said Kagome grabbed her new leather messenger bag that held the essentials for the first day of class, a notebook, pens, pencils, erasers, rulers, and everything that an artist student needed. Some pocket change for lunch and her subway pass. She donned her black silk beret and stepped into her chunky leather shoes at the door tapping her toe twice for good luck she sped down the shrine steps and toward the subway station towards art school, not realizing she was being watched by a twin set of amber eyes that at the moment were trying to negotiate independence with the rest of the hanyou’s body. He thought the middle school and high school uniforms were bad, with the short skirts and almost transparent white blouse. No this was much worst, much, much worst.
Inuyasha narrowed his eyes, never before had he seen Kagome wear something like that, it was so exotic, so revealing, and he shook his head in disbelief, ”so she would be wearing this now when she came home and through the well huh? Just when he thought his daily torture would end after she finished her sk-ool thing he thought he had seen the end of the short skirts and see through material of her blouse.” He crumbled to the ground in sitting position his head beat mercilessly against the polished surface of the Tori gate.
“I will die a painfully slow death; this wench is going to be the end of me, too bad for Sesshoumaru”
It was ironic that his brother had impaled his poison-clawed hand through his chest and he had not died, but Kagome? Gods! Kagome would be the death of him with those short skirts,”Kikyo be damned,” he would die completing the task for all three of them. Kikyo would be happy that he went to hell; Sesshoumaru would get to see him dead, and Kagome? Oh Kagome would see to it that he died the next time she ran, jumped, or walked in front of him with that very short skirt.
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Reviews are not expected but are welcome!
Every review is like a jewel to an author a small glimmer of hope that somebody enjoys their writting as much as they do.
-Pinkit!