InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Rebirth of a Priestess ❯ Introductions ( Chapter 2 )

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Chapter Two: Introductions

~Present Day Tokyo~

"Kagome, wake up!"

A girl of eighteen shot up when the shout reached her ears. Her wavy black hair fell to about the middle of her back and her brown eyes looked sleepily around her room. They stopped when they settled on a face by her bed. It was Souta, her little brother. His own black hair was sticking up all over the place and he was still in his pajamas.

"What is it Souta?" she asked, yawning and stretching.

"Kagome, it's 7:00! You've only got fifteen minutes before you have to be at school!" Souta whined. Why couldn't his sister ever drag herself out of bed in the morning? It was like he was her personal alarm clock.

"What!" she shrieked. Souta covered his ears and backed out of the room as Kagome started to dash around looking for a clean uniform to wear. He closed the door quietly behind him and padded down the stairs in his bare feet making his way to the kitchen where his mother was cooking breakfast. There was bacon sizzling in the pan and he could smell the delicious scent of pancakes already on the table. Souta seated himself in his own chair and started to dig in with relish. His mother hummed a soft tune behind him as she flipped the bacon so that it wouldn't burn. It was one of those peaceful mornings that you wish would last forever. But all good things must come to an end.

The sounds of running feet could be heard as Kagome jetted out of her room and nearly tripped her way down the stairs. Her backpack was slung across one shoulder and her shoes were in her other hand. She slid into the kitchen on stockinged feet startling her mother. Souta merely watched with sly amusement as he swung his feet back and forth under the table.

"Mom, please tell me that my lunch is already made!?" Kagome pleaded.

"Of course, dear," her mother answered holding out a brown paper bag with a knowing smile on her face.

"Thanks Mom," she said, grabbing the sack and bolting out the door.

"Kagome, put on your shoes for heaven's sake," Mrs. Higurashi called after her daughter. Souta giggled as he watched his sister through the screen door. The paper sack was clenched in her teeth as she hopped up and down on one foot trying to get her shoes on. When she did finally manage to shove her feet in her shoes she was off once again.

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The ringing of a telephone brought twenty five year old Miroku out of his morning nap. He glared evilly at the object that had been causing him so much trouble of late. He debated on whether or not to rip the thing from the socket in the wall. He decided against it. Saying a little prayer to whatever god that was listening, he picked it up.

"Hello?" he asked meekly. He hoped that it wasn't a bill collector. He didn't need anybody else hassling him.

"Is this Private Eye Miroku's office?" said the voice on the other line.

"Yes, this is Miroku speaking. May I please ask who's calling?"

"My name is Inuyasha Hitari. I own Hitari Incorporated and I'm offering you a job." Miroku nearly yelled out loud. Finally someone was calling to give him money instead of take it. Not to mention this person was the owner of a very wealthy company.

"Well then, Mr. Hitari, what can I do for you?" Miroku asked in his most business like voice.

"I need you to find someone for me."

"I can that but I'm going to need a little more information than that."

"Meet me at my office tomorrow at noon sharp. My secretary will give you directions. I would also prefer it if you didn't tell anyone about this case," the voice whispered. Miroku barely managed to suppress a shudder when he heard the voice. It was soft yet threatening. Maybe taking this guy's case wasn't such a good idea after all. Wait a minute? What was he thinking? He had to take this case or go into another line of business.

"Right, Mr. Hitari."

"I'm going to transfer you over to my secretary. Remember, don't tell anyone. Goodbye." Miroku heard a soft click and the sound of his call being transferred. Sighing, he dug through his desk trying to find a sheet of paper and a pencil.

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A young boy walked down the streets of Tokyo slowly making his way to school. His red hair was pulled back and his green eyes were a bit misshapen. He talked softly to himself studying for an extremely hard test that he had later that day. Suddenly he was bowled over as a girl wearing the uniform for his school ran into him. The books in his arms spilled onto the ground and he landed face first onto the pavement. Sitting up he rubbed his head and began to gather his books.

"Hey! Watch where you're going next time!" he shouted. Looking around he spotted the girl a few feet away from him picking up the remnants of her squashed lunch. When he shouted she glanced over at him.

"Oh, I'm so sorry but I'm in a bit of a rush," the girl said standing up.

"What for? If you're trying to make it to school on time you've still got half an hour before the first bell rings," he said.

"What! But Souta. . .he said. . .ooh, that little brat! I'm gonna kill him when I get home!" she shrieked. He took a step back trying not to get caught in her net of anger.

"Hey, how did you know that I'm on my way to school?" she asked when she noticed that he had stepped back.

"The uniform," he said in a voice that had the hidden meaning of "duh."

"Oh, right. Wait then that must mean you go to my school. You're wearing the boys uniform," she said.

"Yes, now if you'll excuse me," he said turning around.

"Wait! You didn't tell me you're name," the girl called after him. He stopped so suddenly it looked like a brick had hit him.

"It's Shippo," he said evenly without turning around. Running footsteps told him that she was following him. She slowed down when she came up beside him and walked with him.

"Well, then Shippo, my name's Kagome. It's nice to meet you," she said innocently. Shippo looked at her out of the corner of his eye trying to determine if she was being sincere. She certainly looked like it. Nervously he walked down the streets of Tokyo with her. It wasn't often that someone was so nice to him. Especially someone that he had just met right off the streets. Pretty soon he began to relax a little bit the walk became more enjoyable. When they did finally make it to school the said their goodbyes and went their separate ways.

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Hmm. . .another short one. Oh well it was mainly introductions but not everyone was introduced. Half the people don't come in until later in the story. I would like to thank Angel-Fergie for the first review ever on this story. You make me so happy. Now I know that people do actually like my fics. Next chapter Miroku gets to meet his new client and Sango makes her first appearance. Maybe I'll even put Kouga in there too. Well, see ya next time!