InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ If you don't know... ❯ 18 years later... ( Chapter 2 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha nor have any rights to the clothes mentioned in this fic.
AN: Second Chapter, finally getting into the actual story. I hope you enjoy. :) Here's a huge thanks to the awesomeness that is my beta reader Shadow Girl. :DEdited: Corrections made please enjoy ^.^
Flashback: Kaori looked up at her mate, and then glanced down at her daughter with a smile etched on her face, "Kagome..."
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Eighteen Years Later
"KAGOME! You're going to be late for school if you don't get a move on!"
Kagome could hear her mother yelling up the stairs at her about the time, again.
'I would have already left if my damn boot didn't decide to play hide and seek on me... Now, where is that thing...?’ Kagome mused from her sitting position on her floor.
Scattered all around her were most of her clothes. She had tried so many and, as time passed, her temper got the best of her and she threw most of it on the ground. What you probably couldn't tell from her current location was that Kagome had grown into quite a beautiful Miko-Demoness. Accenting her beauty and power were green stripes, one on each ankle, hip, wrist, and cheek.
"Kagome? Did you hear me? If you don't leave now you're going to be..." her mother started to say just as she was approaching said girl's room, only to be interrupted by the yell of "HA! FOUND IT!"
Seconds later, she could see her daughter running down the stairs, Messenger bag slung over her shoulder and car keys in hand.
"Have a nice day, Kagome dear!" her mother called.
"Fanks," came the muffled sound, a piece of toast held securely in her mouth.
She opened the door to hop into her (well, newly claimed hers) Toyota. Kagome quickly back out of the drive way and made her way to school, honking when passing the bus that lead to her younger brother Souta's school. She could remember when she got her license and her parents went on about the fact that she could now drive her brother to school. Naturally, she had groaned until Sputa jumped up and told them that he wanted to be with his friends on the bus, and preferred to be on time. This, of course, earned him a noogie from Kagome and earned the girl a calling of her name to get her to let her brother go.
Before she knew it, she had arrived at the school parking in her usual spot in the back row and grabbing her My Chemical Romance Messenger bag she made her way in the school. Making her way through the same path that she took every day to avoid the people her and her friends had dubbed as "The Fakes". The Fakes were those popular people that pretended to be your friend, just to either get something out of you or to use against you later.
As Kagome was making her way to her locker, she could feel some stares from the others around her.
'Same old stares... You'd think they'd get over it by now...' Kagome huffed with distaste as they looked her up and down.
They were most likely staring at her three row beaded chain choker and her Skull and Anchor Short sleeved hoodie or at her pink and purple arm warmers with... You get the drift. Only to continue onto her Tripp Black and White Snap Pleated Skirt finished with her laced up combat boots that she had found this morning.
'Stupid,' Kagome thought just as she was passing Fake Central to see the Fake cheerleading girls with the Fake Jock guys.
'I guess the guys are kinda hot... but most likely as much of stupid asses as Kinky hoe and the rest of her minions,' she supposed, only to look at her watch and realize the time.
She made it to her locker, put away the books she didn't need, took the ones necessary for her first class and met up with one of her pals, Ayame. She was dressed in clothes similar to Kagome, wearing her standard initial A Choker, black hot air balloon tank, Tripp Black and pink pleated skirt, and her black and white high top converse with skulls plastered on the sides. As always, people paid more attention to her clothes than her personality and silently judged her.
The fact that you could see her tail and pointed ears signifying her wolf demon traits and she could easily hurt them severely never seemed to cross their minds.
"Hey Kaggie," Ayame greeted.
"Hey Aya, what's shaken''?" Kagome asked as they made their way to their homeroom together.
"I'd like to know what the fuck is everyone's problem this morning. I mean..." she started, getting a tad louder and looked at what appeared to be a random freshman, "What the fuck are you looking at? It's not like it's anything new. I wear the same type of shit every fucking day."
When Kagome realized the boy looked like he was about to piss himself, she interfered, because, technically, he didn't do anything yet and probably wouldn't figure it out till the next year.
"Aya, back off, he hasn't done anything to us yet, and, besides, I don't wanna smell urine when you make him piss himself."
Ayame took one look at him and shrugged. "Eh... You're right. Sorry, kid."
Then they hurried to their homeroom class, only for Ayame to stop outside the classroom and asked the same question she did every day, "Okay, now, explain to me why we just don't skip today? I could use a nap," she smirked.
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AN: I hope you enjoyed.
Please Review ^.^
AN: Second Chapter, finally getting into the actual story. I hope you enjoy. :) Here's a huge thanks to the awesomeness that is my beta reader Shadow Girl. :DEdited: Corrections made please enjoy ^.^
Flashback: Kaori looked up at her mate, and then glanced down at her daughter with a smile etched on her face, "Kagome..."
---------------------------------------------------------------------------
Eighteen Years Later
"KAGOME! You're going to be late for school if you don't get a move on!"
Kagome could hear her mother yelling up the stairs at her about the time, again.
'I would have already left if my damn boot didn't decide to play hide and seek on me... Now, where is that thing...?’ Kagome mused from her sitting position on her floor.
Scattered all around her were most of her clothes. She had tried so many and, as time passed, her temper got the best of her and she threw most of it on the ground. What you probably couldn't tell from her current location was that Kagome had grown into quite a beautiful Miko-Demoness. Accenting her beauty and power were green stripes, one on each ankle, hip, wrist, and cheek.
"Kagome? Did you hear me? If you don't leave now you're going to be..." her mother started to say just as she was approaching said girl's room, only to be interrupted by the yell of "HA! FOUND IT!"
Seconds later, she could see her daughter running down the stairs, Messenger bag slung over her shoulder and car keys in hand.
"Have a nice day, Kagome dear!" her mother called.
"Fanks," came the muffled sound, a piece of toast held securely in her mouth.
She opened the door to hop into her (well, newly claimed hers) Toyota. Kagome quickly back out of the drive way and made her way to school, honking when passing the bus that lead to her younger brother Souta's school. She could remember when she got her license and her parents went on about the fact that she could now drive her brother to school. Naturally, she had groaned until Sputa jumped up and told them that he wanted to be with his friends on the bus, and preferred to be on time. This, of course, earned him a noogie from Kagome and earned the girl a calling of her name to get her to let her brother go.
Before she knew it, she had arrived at the school parking in her usual spot in the back row and grabbing her My Chemical Romance Messenger bag she made her way in the school. Making her way through the same path that she took every day to avoid the people her and her friends had dubbed as "The Fakes". The Fakes were those popular people that pretended to be your friend, just to either get something out of you or to use against you later.
As Kagome was making her way to her locker, she could feel some stares from the others around her.
'Same old stares... You'd think they'd get over it by now...' Kagome huffed with distaste as they looked her up and down.
They were most likely staring at her three row beaded chain choker and her Skull and Anchor Short sleeved hoodie or at her pink and purple arm warmers with... You get the drift. Only to continue onto her Tripp Black and White Snap Pleated Skirt finished with her laced up combat boots that she had found this morning.
'Stupid,' Kagome thought just as she was passing Fake Central to see the Fake cheerleading girls with the Fake Jock guys.
'I guess the guys are kinda hot... but most likely as much of stupid asses as Kinky hoe and the rest of her minions,' she supposed, only to look at her watch and realize the time.
She made it to her locker, put away the books she didn't need, took the ones necessary for her first class and met up with one of her pals, Ayame. She was dressed in clothes similar to Kagome, wearing her standard initial A Choker, black hot air balloon tank, Tripp Black and pink pleated skirt, and her black and white high top converse with skulls plastered on the sides. As always, people paid more attention to her clothes than her personality and silently judged her.
The fact that you could see her tail and pointed ears signifying her wolf demon traits and she could easily hurt them severely never seemed to cross their minds.
"Hey Kaggie," Ayame greeted.
"Hey Aya, what's shaken''?" Kagome asked as they made their way to their homeroom together.
"I'd like to know what the fuck is everyone's problem this morning. I mean..." she started, getting a tad louder and looked at what appeared to be a random freshman, "What the fuck are you looking at? It's not like it's anything new. I wear the same type of shit every fucking day."
When Kagome realized the boy looked like he was about to piss himself, she interfered, because, technically, he didn't do anything yet and probably wouldn't figure it out till the next year.
"Aya, back off, he hasn't done anything to us yet, and, besides, I don't wanna smell urine when you make him piss himself."
Ayame took one look at him and shrugged. "Eh... You're right. Sorry, kid."
Then they hurried to their homeroom class, only for Ayame to stop outside the classroom and asked the same question she did every day, "Okay, now, explain to me why we just don't skip today? I could use a nap," she smirked.
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AN: I hope you enjoyed.
Please Review ^.^