InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ They Say Life Is A Circle ❯ Chapter One ( Chapter 1 )

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<>They Say That Life Is A Circle<> - ReginaLucifer

Summary: After the final battle with Naraku, Kagome reabsorbs the Shikon jewel and she is sent back to her time; permanently. Years later, Kagome is in college, hoping to become a history teacher. Not your usual "Kagome is in college" fic.

<> Chapter One <> Far From Normal

She sighed as she sat herself down on the couch. She glanced at the clock and sighed again. It was only a half an hour after five and she was all ready to leave. School started at nine-thirty. She felt her life was becoming much too monotonous, after going back and forth from the present and the feudal era, being attacked by vicious monsters every time she turned around, anything normal was much too boring.

That was how it had been after Souta had found her unconscious body at the bottom of the well. It had taken about a week for her to eat on her own, and even longer to talk and to stop staring into space. Even after that they couldn't figure much out about what happened to her from what little she said. All they knew was that she had been sent back to her own time permanently, though not for lack of trying. She did not want to tell them that the Shikon jewel was completed and back within her body - she hadn't wanted them to worry about some possible rogue demon attacking her for it. Not that she'd met any. Here and there she had sense a demon or two but they were well hidden under illusion charms and hadn't even given her a second glance.

That was one of the things she would be thankful to her grandfather forever for. He had trained her as a priestess soon after she began to function normally, hoping to take her mind off whatever tragic events had occurred in the feudal era. At least that was what he said, though she believed he had an ulterior motive: taking over the Shrine when he was too old to manage it, for one. That wasn't in her plans though. She was currently attending a college that she had to travel across town on the city bus to get to. Her goal was to become a historian or a teacher and to learn as much as she could about that past. Maybe then she could find out what happened to Sango and Miroku after the final battle. Find out if Shippou might still be alive. She hoped to talk to him again, she missed him a lot. Then her hopes were dashed by the thought that if he were still alive, would he not have contacted her by now? She still clung to the hope that maybe he couldn't find her, not having been in contact with her and not being able to remember her scent. She hoped that they had all been happy.

She roused herself from her thoughts to see that it was nearly seven. How had she been distracted for so long?! It hadn't seemed to be that long. She shrugged to herself and picked up her new blue backpack - her big yellow backpack had brought back too many memories - and made her way out of her apartment, grabbing her keys and locking the door on her way. She jogged her way to the street and walked to the bus stop. Soon enough the bus was stopped in front of her and she got on, showing the driver her pass as she went to sit down.

After more than an hour the bus was stopped in front of her college and she was on her way to sit down on a bench to wait for class to start, when she heard her name being called.

"Hi guys," she greeted the girls who were now in front of her catching their breaths from running.

"Hey Kagome," the three chorused and she smiled at them.

"What are you doing her so early, Kagome?" One of them asked, "I thought your first class was at nine-thirty."

"Couldn't sleep again?" The other asked.

"Yea," she said wearily, "I thought I would get some fresh air."

"Our first classes are over, so we'll stay with you!" Eri said excitedly.

Yuka shook her head and said, "Sorry, I can't. I'm meeting Hojou for breakfast." She smiled and walked away, towards where they could see Hojou waving in the distance.

As soon as Yuka was far enough away, Ayumi whispered, "You should have went out with him Kagome! He would have been so good for you." She got a far away look on her face, in Kagome's opinion, probably picturing what their children would look like. Kagome almost gagged at that thought. Hojou was nice and everything but he was almost too nice. No one should be that nice, it was creepy.

"Nah, he's not my type," she said, waving her hand, as though to dispel those types of thoughts.

Eri, usually the most polite of her friends, then said sarcastically, "Oh yea. We forgot. You like bad boys who treat you poorly." She knew they were talking about InuYasha, and she was suddenly ashamed about what she had said about him.

Kagome rolled her eyes but said nothing as they continued to talk about her boyfriend in junior high. She sat down on the nearest bench, soon joined by Eri and Ayumi, who had just noticed she had left the conversation.

A little while later, Kagome and her friends - including Yuka - could be found on their way to their history class. Her friends weren't talking about anything very interesting, so Kagome tuned them out, happy to finally be going to class. They arrived and as soon as they sat down and took out their notepads and pens, the bell wrung for class to start.

Moments later, the professor walked to the front of the class to start the lesson. "Today we will be learning about a terrible warlord who was, in most of the people's opinions of that time, the most evil man to terrorize feudal Japan. Legends say that the man had been human but his malevolence had transformed him into a demon. Usually, we wouldn't believe such things but there has been evidence that he was more then half a century of age and still retained his youth." Now this had Kagome's attention! She leaned forward, listened intently and rapidly taking notes. This was the first she had heard about anything to do with the feudal era since she had arrived. She listened as the professor continued, "A powerful priestess is said to have imprisoned him but there has been no evidence of this and it could not be verified because true priestesses do not exist in the present time to help us find the demon." Now that was something Kagome could strongly disagree with! Not that she was about to say something.

The professor went around the desk and unlocked one of the drawers while saying, "I have recently obtained the bow and arrow said to be the set used by the priestess who vanquished the warlord." He pulled said bow and arrow carefully from his drawer and held them up for all the class to see.

"They look old and dirty to me," Yuka remarked beside her, peering at them distastefully.

Indeed, they did look old but they were old. Even with the utmost care, something could not last more that five hundred years unscathed and she doubted they hadn't been used since the priestess had defeated the evil warlord.

"Now, I'll have you come up one at a time to come and look at the bow and arrow up close," he said and started calling names. Some people barely glanced at it, while others examined it very closely.

When it was her turn she went up to the front and picked up the bow and arrow. It looked exactly like the ones Kaede had given her over her time in the feudal era. She smiled and ran her fingers over the scratches in the wood from much use. Otherwise, the only thing it needed was a new string. She pulled on it and was surprised to find it was still very strong, even after all this time.

Suddenly, she felt a nagging at the back of her mind and she opened her senses. She sensed a very black aura, just outside the classroom door. She heard the doorknob start to turn and felt her blood pump loudly in her ears. Seemingly calm, she turned towards the door as it squeaked open, along with everyone else in the classroom. As soon as the door opened, she could feel the blackness of the aura fill every crevice in the room, with the exception of anywhere in the immediate vicinity of her. She almost shivered at the feeling of coldness the newcomer gave her but she repressed it. When the door was finally out of her line of vision - which seemed to have taken forever - she saw a man with black, thigh length, wavy hair and his usual kimono. Yes, usual, for she recognized him.

Quickly, she had an arrow pointed right where his heart was, if he even possessed a heart that is. The whole class gasped at her actions and tried to tell her to stop but she ignore them and didn't even take her eyes off him for a second.

He walked further into the classroom and Kagome yelled, "Stay back!"

He immediately stopped but he started to talk, his tone as dark and arrogant as it had always been, "I'm glad to see that even after all these years, people still haven't forgotten me." He held a hand over his heart and in a sweet voice, added, "It is almost heart warming." He dropped his hand heavily at his side and smirked, something that made everyone in the room shiver, "But then, I don't have a heart."

She narrowed her eyes at him. It seemed that after all this time he had gotten a sense of humour - excluding the sense of humour he had had in the past, the one that liked to torture people. He started to circle around her but kept her arrow trained on him, turning to keep him in her line of fire. He seemed to look her up and down, as though assessing how much of a threat she was to him and said, "You have changed since the last time we've met, but I notice you're still trying to stop me."

She glared at him and asked something that had been bothering her ever since he had entered the classroom, "How did you escape the spell Kikyou put on you?"

He smirked again and answered, "Even a priestess as powerful as her could not hold me for long."

Now it was her turn to smirk. "You call five hundred years not long?" She asked.

That seemed to get on his nerves but as though he weren't affected, he said simply, "A minor set-back."

She found that so funny that she couldn't help but laugh. This seemed to anger him even further, enough to make him grab her around the neck and start to squeeze. Kagome calmly - unlike she thought she would be in this type of situation - gripped the arrow in her hand and channelled her purifying powers into it. Once she felt it had enough power, she brought it up and plunged it deeply into his forearm. He immediately released her and gripped his arm in obvious pain as her energy attacked and started to purify his arm.

He backed up towards the door and she knew he was going to leave, but not without any parting words, "I'll return for you, and the Jewel, little priestess, very soon." With that he vanished through the door.

Suddenly, she was very aware of a sharp pain in her neck and she doubled over, gasping for breath and clutching at it as though trying to alleviate the pain. The last thing she was aware of before she passed out was the students breaking out in pandemonium and the professor racing to catch her rapidly falling body.

<> End Chapter One <>

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Anyways, this chapter is a bit longer than the prologue but I'm planning the chapters to get longer. But they might not. Who knows? Not even I.

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