InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Stuck in A SessKag Romance ❯ The world . . . ( Chapter 3 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

A/N: So, umm. Yeah. I saw that like 4 people saw my story. But they only saw the first 2 chapters, so I see why they didn't review. Please review my story, it lets me know how you feel about it.

Oh, and cause I 4got to do it earlier:

Disclaimer: I reject your reality and substitute it with my own! Unfortunately I don't even own Inuyasha in my dreams. -sigh-

Chapter 3

The world

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I rubbed my temples as I sat up on a hard surface. Opening my eyes despite my throbbing headache, I looked at my surroundings. I appeared to be on a sleeping bag on some countryside. Weird. Where was I?

The last thing I could remember was Gin-gin going downstairs to get some cookies. I had bent under the computer desk to unplug her computer. I remembered holding the plug in my hand... but that was all. What happened after that?

I didn't have much time to think, because a redheaded kid, a black-haired couple, and a silver-haired boy stumbled into the little clearing I was in. My eyes widened. Oh. My. Gosh. Tell me I'm dreaming.

"Inu- Inuyasha?" I choked, staring at the silver-haired boy. He gave me a funny look.

"What's wrong with you, wench?" he asked.

"You sound . . . exactly like Richard Cox . . . ." He shook his head.

"I'm tired of you acting all weird in the mornings. Is your brain broken or something?” I blinked. No. Way.

"Um. Yeah." I stared at the four and blinked again. I am in a coma. Yes, that is it; I must be in a coma. Or dreaming.

"Oh, you must be tired! I'll make breakfast for you." `Sango' cried. I raised my eyebrows.

"I don't think I'm supposed to be here," I stammered, trying to escape the blankets twisted around my legs. Maybe Gin-gin jinxed me. Maybe if I went to the bathroom and splashed some cold water on my face, I'd wake up.

"We gotta start looking for the jewel shards! We ain't got no time for breakfast!"

"I just need to use the bathroom for a second," I said, stumbling out the door. I frowned as I tripped over my shoe again. Why was I being so clumsy? When I looked down to see what was going on with my feet, two things happened. First off, I noticed that my feet looked smaller than they usually did. Then I realized that I had grown about three inches, putting me around 5'7" instead of my usual 5'4". Then a lock of long black hair fell into my eyes. I had a pixie cut. My eyes widened as I pulled out my ponytail and a wave of dark locks fell around my shoulders. I screamed.

"What's wrong?" the Sango cried. I shook my head.

"N-nothing! Nothing at all!" I squeaked. "Just a snake!"

I sighed and walked into a conveniently placed pond. I dampened a washcloth that had appeared next to me and laid it on my face, feeling the cool water on my skin. I pulled it off and gazed in the mirror of black water. This was one heck of a weird dream. I tugged at my newly grown locks. Why would I dream about having long hair? I'd never wanted long hair. I liked my hair. It was fun and didn't get in the way.

I took a step back and gazed down at my upper body and frowned. Something was wrong. I turned and looked at my profile, then gasped. My chest. It was bigger. Why was my chest bigger?! My bra was a 34B when I was on planet Earth. Why was I suddenly looking like a 32D? Or 34DD? And what happened to my love handles? My curves?! Why was I skinny? I gaped at my reflection and turned to go back to the others, willing myself out of this crazy world. And what was I wearing? I would never wear such a short skirt! And my top! Waaaaaaaay too low cut! I was bouncing around like a two year old on a sugar high! I tried pulling the top up to cover my chest but the bottom raised too, showing a very tone- and tan- stomach. This was not right. I stumbled through the shrubs.

" . . . "

"Oh. My. Gosh," I whispered. In front of me stood the one, the only, the gorgeous Killing Perfection. He stood stonily.

"Is my appearance this truly stunning?" I was torn between admiring his chest through his tight kimono and making a comeback for his self-absorbed and totally OC remark as he gently pushed me up against a tree.

"I can show you many more beautiful things," he insinuated, nuzzling my neck. Whoa, moving fast much? Hell no.

"What are you doing?" I screeched, pushing him away. He looked shocked at my rejection.

"Being friendly," he said defensively. I rolled my eyes in disgust.

"Well I'd hate to see how you treat girls you actually know." I stormed back to the clearing and sat down next to Inuyasha and across from Miroku, Sango and Shippou.

"What's wrong with you now?" Inuyasha asked.

"I had a little run-in with your brother," I spat. Inuyasha jumped up, enraged.

"WHY THAT LITTLE SONOFA-" I grabbed his arm and pulled him down.

"Inuyasha. It's not that big of a deal," I said, confused. What was wrong with this kid's temper?

"Sorry Kagome, I just don't want to see him hurt you." he apologized. Well that was slightly out of character.

“My name isn't Kagome. Its Kaiome.”

The group looked at me strangely.

"We'll call you Kagome," Shippou confirmed slowly. "Won't we, you guys?"

"Yeah. Kagome."

I rode on Inuyasha's back through the trees. The height made me a little sick, but oh well. It was kind of fun.

A few hours later, we sat down to let Kirara rest. I had been thinking. I frowned as I walked to a tree stump. If Sesshomaru still had his arm, then Inuyasha didn't know where his dad's grave is . . . which means that we wont be able to find the last jewel shard in the grave. Or something like that. Sometime during the time while I was sitting, I must have fallen asleep. I dreamed of a song and a pretty pink light. . . .

"You're an Occident.

You know not what's going on.

Love with Inuyasha says the story

Set in stone as is the rising sun

Don't fret; no need to worry.

It's the same old, same old.

This girl has no talent, no skill

And this plot is growing mold.

A mindless fiction writer,

Might cause one to lose free will,

The drama won't get milder, dear.

Be nimble, don't sit still.

I'd hurry to end fast,

This story isn't great,

Complete the plot; finish your part,

And be free at last."

I gaped as a pinkish orb surrounded my surreal body and muttered the last comment to me.

So what exactly was the orb asking me to do? Make Inuyasha fall in love with me and then be released back into the real world? This was totally insane. I tried pinching myself as I was pulled awake by an annoying claw flicking my nose. Nope, no luck. I was still in this dream-turned-nightmare.

"Hey! We let you rest, but you need to come on now. Sango said you hadn't eaten, so you can eat now, but then we leave.” It would be hard to make him fall for me. He treated me like scum.

"Thanks, Inuyasha!" I said, laying my hand on his shoulder and smiling. I hadn't had much practice turning on my flirt buttons, but now was as good of a time as any. I mean, this was ridiculous. As I drew the noodles to my mouth, I felt a funny feeling in my stomach. I looked around. I no longer held chopsticks in my hand, but a notebook. I was sitting in what looked like another perfectly placed clearing. I sighed. Apparently the writer had decided that the dinner scene was unimportant to the story. Didn't she realize that conversation was crucial to a relationship? I could never make Inuyasha like me if she didn't give me time to talk to him. I dug a pencil out of the recesses of `my' yellow backpack and wrote a title at the head of the book. Stuck in an Inuyasha Romance. I skipped a line.

Day One.