InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Dream's Reality ❯ Dream's Reality ( One-Shot )

Basically the first real fanfic for Inu Yasha that I've ever done, or at least the only one I kept. Enjoy!

Note: This is only an oneshot.

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Disclaimer: I do not own Inu Yasha

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Dream's Reality

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"...And then, just when I was about to purify Naraku, I woke up!" Kagome finished from her position on the shrink's couch.

The young redheaded doctor, Dr. Kurata, just nodded from her position in the nearby armchair. "Interesting, interesting," She mumbled while writing on her tiny note-pad.

Kagome had the sneaking suspicion that all that was on that pad of paper were doodles and drawings.

"I have a feeling it has something to do with all the odd fairy tales my Jiisan told me before bed when I was little," Kagome offered, shoving thoughts of things she could be doing --that were worth while-- aside. "We live on the Sunset Shrine, just like in my dream."

That morning, when the ebony haired girl had told her friends at school her dream, they had wanted her to go and get it translated by a psychiatrist. Kagome had reluctantly agreed...but only after Eri, Yuka, and Ayumi had nearly made her ears bleed with their excited babble and threats of gossip.

"Tell me again who each person was." Dr. Kurata ordered.

Kagome took a deep breath before doing as she was told. "Well, let's see…Naraku was my first boyfriend. He wasn't very nice and dumped me for the next girl to walk by. Kagura and Kanna are his sisters; it's almost like he's always trying to control them. Kagura and I aren't really friends, but it's not like we fight every time we run into each other." Kagome paused, wondering if she should keep going, and how much detail she should tell the doctor.

True, psychiatrists were sworn to secrecy to protect their patients, but that didn't make Kagome feel any better about spilling her guts to a complete stranger. It's not like she'd be coming back to the shrink anytime soon...

Kagome thought out the next part carefully before continuing. "Kouga-kun is my second, and only other, ex-boyfriend; he was too possessive, and Ayame-san is his new girlfriend. She doesn't seem to mind, I think she's a little possessive of him too. We three are pretty good friends and don't have too many problems with each other." Kagome smiled a little; even though she and Kouga had split up, they'd become even better friends. It had taken awhile to get used to Ayame, but it was all good now.

Next up? Her family! They were a lot easier to explain, and Kagome felt a little warm at the thought of her small family.

"Just like in my dream, Souta's my little brother, Jiisan's my grandpa, and Mama's my mom. Shippou-chan is my adopted son-."

"But you're only 18!" The crimson-haired doctor interrupted, looking almost scandalized for a person who had probably had people confess of killing to her before.

"Yeah, I know. But Shippou-chan's parents were killed and he wouldn't let anyone else take him in. I did it for his own good, he just couldn't have handled being put in a foster home." Kagome explained quickly; the comfortable feeling that came with talking about her family was fading.

The professional finally nodded for her to continue after she had gotten over the shock of the young schoolgirl taking care of a small boy on her own.

"Sango-chan is my best friend, she's pretty tough. She doesn't take anything from anybody. She stands up for everyone who can't stand up for themselves. Miroku-sama is her new, perverted, boyfriend. They liked each other for a long time before I finally got them together, which took a lot of matchmaking. They're too stubborn. Miroku's always peaceful and trying to sound wise just because his great-grandfather was a monk," Kagome rolled her eyes. Miroku was another of her good friends. They got along and the stormy-eyed teen always felt like she could confide in the monk's descendant.

"From what you've told me so far, your friends and their dream-selves greatly represent one another. No wonder they were what they were in your dream," The red-headed psychiatrist mumbled from the side, then she motioned for Kagome to move on.

"Anyway, Kirara is Sango's pet cat. She's pretty tall for a housecat and is way too protective of Sango-chan. Always starting fights, but other than that, Kirara's as sweet as a baby kitten," Kagome grinned at the irony. "Kohaku is Sango's little brother, like in the dream too. He's so sweet! He even has a little girlfriend…Rin, my little neighbor who lives next door."

Kagome thought for awhile and tried to remember who else she needed to explain. Who was she forgetting…?

"Um, Goshinki is Naraku's cousin. Big and ugly and he tries to act like he knows everything," she told Dr. Kurata, remembering the psychic assassin in her dream. "And Hakkaku and Ginta, just like in the dream, are Kouga's best friends. They go with him almost everywhere."

"Inu Yasha and Sesshoumaru?" The shrink prodded.

"Well...Inu Yasha and I are dating now. He moved here not too long ago with his brother. When he first got here, he became friends with my older sister Kikyou. They're both 20 now and had a lot in common back then. Kikyou-sama moved away a few months ago, but Inu Yasha still came over to hang out with me," Kagome explained easily.

Kikyou was a very withdrawn person and the two sisters weren't very close; Inu Yasha didn't know Kikyou that well either, but they would hang out with one another since they both enjoyed silence, and were never big into crowds. Kagome and Inu Yasha had more in common, though, and after a few years of friendship they became even closer.

"Inu Yasha feels the need to keep his hair long like his brother, don't ask me why. He and Sesshoumaru have the most amazing golden eyes, but their hair is just plain black, nothing like the silver in my dream. Sesshoumaru-sama is Inuyasha's older half brother. He's always busy and I don't know him too well. He had to grow up real fast when their father and his stepmother, Inu Yasha's mom, died in a car crash five years ago. Inu Yasha and him had different mothers," Kagome stopped herself before she started babbling too much more about the brothers' personal lives. "The last I heard, Sesshoumaru was dating Kagura, I think they're pretty perfect for each other, to tell the truth!"

"I see," Dr. Kurata mumbled. "Any more about Kikyou?"

Kagome sighed and thought about it for a moment. "Well, we weren't very close. We're too different. When we were younger, we were supposed to have looked alike...we grew out of it. Everything about us is almost completely different, now. Like our eyes; mine are a blue-gray while hers are steel gray. She's taller, paler, and definitely more mature, but I hate it when people remind me of that."

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"That's about it," Kagome concluded after the shrink failed to say anything. It felt weird stretched out on the leather couch. Too much like the movies...

The woman pushed her half-moon glasses up on her nose and looked over the rims to state the obvious:

"You still have hostile feelings towards your first ex-boyfriend, this Naraku. You have great trust in your friends so you rely on them to help you through troubled times."

Kagome had to suppress the urge to roll her eyes. The teen could have told you that. She waited for the shrink to say some brilliant conclusion and grew angry when she didn't.

'I paid good money an hour for that!' Kagome groaned inwardly. There was her month's paycheck down the drain...

"Hmm...you were probably a miko in your dream because you felt the need to be as much of a help as possible. You feel as if you have to heal others and take care of them. The dream took place in the Feudal Era because that time was greatly troubled and reflected your current life rather well. Those who were demons in your dream were the kind they related the most to. Like Kouga being a wolf because of his possessive nature."

Kagome sat up with a slight smile. This was a little more like it!

"This Inu Yasha was a hanyou probably because he felt like a cast out when you first knew him. His three sides represented the different ways you see him: As human when he shows that he can be vulnerable and does have emotions; full demon when he seems to overlook your needs and act unlike himself when he is confused or angered; and a half-demon when he acts like himself, a little bit of the other two sides mixed."

"That sounds right," Kagome muttered before glancing at her watch. Her stormy eyes widened at the time, "I'm sorry, but I have to get going! Anything else?"

Dr. Kurata glanced up and gave a practiced smile. "No, that's all, please pay at the desk and then have a safe trip home. Thank you, that dream was very...interesting."

Kagome smiled and thanked the woman again.

She then got up and slung her overly large yellow backpack over the shoulder of her white blouse that went with her sailor-like school uniform. Her green skirt swayed as she walked over to the receptionist to pay the fee.

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Sighing, Kagome walked into the elevator and pushed the button for the ground level floor. Now all she had to do was wait through the 40 floors between her and the front door so she could finally leave. Once she reached the busy streets of modern day Tokyo she'd have to go visit her three pushy friends Eri, Yuka, and Ayumi. Oh joy!

Inside the elevator already stood an older woman, perhaps in her late 50's; she looked oddly familiar. The woman was wearing a large white blouse and a long red skirt. Kagome stared, almost feeling like she should know the face. Like they'd met before, or something. Just like when she had been dreaming and had seen all those faces who she knew from real life. But this feeling, it was like it was almost backwards…

Turning to Kagome, the elder woman revealed she had an eye-patch.

"Good afternoon to you," she said kindly and warmly, intelligence showing through her one good eye. It was bright, and a deep brown. Not at all clouded with age.

"You too," Kagome said cheerfully. That familiar feeling kept nagging at the back of her mind but she pushed it away.

"Kaede," the woman introduced herself.

"Kagome," she said holding her hand out.

"Visiting someone in the office?" Kaede questioned, naturally curious.

Kagome took on an anxious look. "Just visiting the shr -er- I mean psychologist. My friends dared me to so I..." Kagome trailed off, obviously embarrassed.

'Oh, why'd I tell a complete, ok maybe not complete…a semi-stranger that?!' She mentally scolded herself. `At least we already know each other's names…oh wait! Now she can go around telling people about the `creepy Kagome' who visits shrinks!' Before she could get too worked up over it, and get to the part where she wished the floor would open up and swallow her whole, a small ding interrupted her thoughts.

Chuckling, Kaede got off on the next floor as soon as the heavy metal doors creaked open. "Don't worry about it. I hope we meet again young Kagome-sama. You seem like a perfectly nice girl."

Kagome blushed lightly at the compliment. "I hope we meet again soon, too, Kaede-sama. I almost feel as if I know you from somewhere, like I've known you for awhile,' she admitted, mentally blanching about the fact that she went on again to talk openly to a `stranger'.

"We have," Kaede said mysteriously just as the doors closed between the two. The last thing Kagome saw was a large milky-pink pearl hanging on a chain around Kaede's neck.

'Why does that jewel seem so familiar, and what did she mean by that?' Kagome asked silently. Blinking at the metal doors, she shook her head firmly. No time to think about weird women in elevators, Kagome got off on the ground floor, making her way to the large revolving glass doors.

Forgetting the whole thing she ran out into the mass of people that populated the streets of Tokyo and went on her way.

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Kaede watched the young woman leave from a window on the tenth floor; the floor she had gotten off on.

"Thank you, Kagome. You really are a good-hearted girl," she whispered before turning back to the boardroom full of businessman to start the day. As she prepared to begin the meeting, she added, "We'll meet again, I'm sure of it. Even if you aren't."

Fingering the jewel around her neck she plunged right into the meeting, pushing the amazing girl out of her mind, the one who didn't even remember the Shikon jewel from a dream.

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THE END