InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Guarding For A Life ❯ Preview ( Chapter 1 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Fearless_Dranzer 
Prologue
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 05.03.2004 | Updated On: 05.01.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 565 | Visits: 432 | Status: Work In Progress
Prologue
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 05.03.2004 | Updated On: 05.01.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 565 | Visits: 432 | Status: Work In Progress
Guarding For A Life
Rewritten
Arty: OK. Everyone, I’m not writing this story my muses are so any complaints go to them. Not me!!! This story is seriously just a random event. So totally random even I fear what I am helping these two weirdoes write!
Akuma: Thankss for taking the blame and helping us with our story.
Yaumi: Yeah. What a lovely person. Not helping her poor muses!!!
Arty: *mumbles*
Yaumi: What do you mean overly dramatic?
Disclaimer: I don’t own Inuyasha but I do own this plot and will fight you to the death for it.
Preview
BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPPPPP BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPPPPP
Sighing I turned off my blaring alarm clock, it seemed to yell at me, ‘Kagome you jerk get up you have a job interview. You freak you can’t be late!’
With a yelp I remembered my job interview. It was this morning at nine a.m. sharp. And according to my old boss this new guy… Mitsurugi who wanted to hire me was a real slave driver. Said to be very precise and picky too.
Cursing my misfortune that last night I couldn’t sleep, I shut off the alarm clock and jumped out of bed. Great it’s already eight o’clock. I wonder how many times I hit that stupid sleep button.
Twenty minutes later I emerged from the bathroom wet, tired and clean.
Throwing on a pair of black dress pants and a white dress shirt along with a pair of high backed slip on shoes. On a whim I grabbed a pair of running shoes and ran out of the room and into the rest of my apartment.
My apartment is small but well furnished and the aura the house gave off had an oriental feel. With the deep reds and blacks that decorated the room along with the gold it looked like a feudal era home.
Rushing around the apartment like a madman trying to find my purse, my knee hit the polished wood side table. Grunting in pain I hobbled away and fell down onto the couch only to find my purse underneath me.
Of course that’s just me, Kagome Higurashi, number one klutz in Japan. But sometimes it comes in handy. I moaned when I realized I still had a deadline to beat and grabbed my coat and purse and ran out the door. I’ll just get breakfast later after the interview.
I jumping into my little yellow Mustang, which at the time was all I could afford, and sped through the streets of Tokyo towards Sesshoumaru Mitsurugi and my waiting job interview.
End Preview
Akuma: OK does anybodies like it so far?
Yaumi: Please say yes you will make this wolf very happy!
Arty: Oh really convincing a wolf and a fox, such smart creatures. Oh well R & R PLEASE!!!!
Yaumi: I think we should call this story a Job Interview from Hell.
Akuma: No we will get in trouble for that!
Arty: Hmmmmm . . . how about Guarding for a Life?
Akuma & Yaumi: Thanks happy helper!!!!
Rewritten
Arty: OK. Everyone, I’m not writing this story my muses are so any complaints go to them. Not me!!! This story is seriously just a random event. So totally random even I fear what I am helping these two weirdoes write!
Akuma: Thankss for taking the blame and helping us with our story.
Yaumi: Yeah. What a lovely person. Not helping her poor muses!!!
Arty: *mumbles*
Yaumi: What do you mean overly dramatic?
Disclaimer: I don’t own Inuyasha but I do own this plot and will fight you to the death for it.
Preview
BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPPPPP BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPPPPP
Sighing I turned off my blaring alarm clock, it seemed to yell at me, ‘Kagome you jerk get up you have a job interview. You freak you can’t be late!’
With a yelp I remembered my job interview. It was this morning at nine a.m. sharp. And according to my old boss this new guy… Mitsurugi who wanted to hire me was a real slave driver. Said to be very precise and picky too.
Cursing my misfortune that last night I couldn’t sleep, I shut off the alarm clock and jumped out of bed. Great it’s already eight o’clock. I wonder how many times I hit that stupid sleep button.
Twenty minutes later I emerged from the bathroom wet, tired and clean.
Throwing on a pair of black dress pants and a white dress shirt along with a pair of high backed slip on shoes. On a whim I grabbed a pair of running shoes and ran out of the room and into the rest of my apartment.
My apartment is small but well furnished and the aura the house gave off had an oriental feel. With the deep reds and blacks that decorated the room along with the gold it looked like a feudal era home.
Rushing around the apartment like a madman trying to find my purse, my knee hit the polished wood side table. Grunting in pain I hobbled away and fell down onto the couch only to find my purse underneath me.
Of course that’s just me, Kagome Higurashi, number one klutz in Japan. But sometimes it comes in handy. I moaned when I realized I still had a deadline to beat and grabbed my coat and purse and ran out the door. I’ll just get breakfast later after the interview.
I jumping into my little yellow Mustang, which at the time was all I could afford, and sped through the streets of Tokyo towards Sesshoumaru Mitsurugi and my waiting job interview.
End Preview
Akuma: OK does anybodies like it so far?
Yaumi: Please say yes you will make this wolf very happy!
Arty: Oh really convincing a wolf and a fox, such smart creatures. Oh well R & R PLEASE!!!!
Yaumi: I think we should call this story a Job Interview from Hell.
Akuma: No we will get in trouble for that!
Arty: Hmmmmm . . . how about Guarding for a Life?
Akuma & Yaumi: Thanks happy helper!!!!