InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Unwritten ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )
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By: Mishi080 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 04.15.2010 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 211 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 04.15.2010 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 211 | Status: Work In Progress
Unwritten
Chapter 1 -
My mama always told me that you shouldn’t complain about one’s lot in life. You got to make due with what you got. I took that to heart. Her words got me though many hard times in my life; through pain, sorrow, and heartache… both my own and that of my friends.
My mama always told me that I had to be strong. I don’t suspect she had in mind that I would be a time traveling teenager, stuck in an era filled with war, death, and demons at every turn. Even so, I like to think I have been as strong as I possibly could under the circumstances.
My mama always told me that I was special. This one I really never believed too much. Like, everyone is special, which means no one is special if everyone is…which defeats the whole purpose right?
My mama always told me the gods have a plan and are always guiding me. Well, after today, you know what? I think the gods hate me.
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The clouds are looking a bit gloomy, that’s never a good sign. I, Kagome Higurashi, am bored out of my mind, finally glad that most of the crowd from this god-awful fan-girl filled book signing have vacated the premises. The overcast clouds gathering outside the giant windows of the bookstore look most foreboding, and so not helping my mood or my state of exhaustion.
Today did not start well on the other side of the well, did not go well on this side of the well, and probably not end well on whichever side I choose to be on tonight. Inuyasha, I swear. He has got to be one of the biggest over 100 year old babies I have ever met. Not that I have met many, or any but him mind you, but still. Whine whine whine whine whine. With:
‘God damn Kagome, you just went home!’
..and…
‘Wench, don’t you know we got a mission here?’
..and…
‘You’re the one that broke the fucking jewel remember?’
..and…
‘Kikyou wouldn’t keep pushin off her job!’
That last one threw me into a fit as any normal person would go into under the circumstances. I still can’t believe him. I can’t believe me either! I actually feel sorry for the sit commands I gave him. Just thinking about it still pisses me off that I can feel my blood pressure rise. My face is turning red, oh no, some guy is looking at me funny… oh yay, another reason to be mad at Inuyasha. And yet, here it is, I still feel bad for what I did to him! I must be a masochist, I swear.
So here I sit, I can still feel the heat of my anger in my cheeks, as I watch those darn clouds move in. What a way to end the day… rained on. Perfect. And after what I had to put up with today. I almost slipped a few times! How horrible and unexplainable that would have been. I don’t know how other authors put up with this. I can only hope that my books don’t become as popular as something like the Lord of the Rings or, gods forbid, the Twilight series! I think I would die! The memory of the unending questions still make my weary head throb. Some of them made my heart clench and I just hope that it didn’t show it on my face.
‘How Kawaii! I just know Kaori and Inuyasha are gunna be together in the end!’ A stout redhead squealed as I signed her book. If only she knew… Kaori, cough cough, myself, has not a chance in the world at the real Inuyasha. But who knows, maybe I could skew a few things in the book, give it the happy ending it deserves because the real life counterparts won’t get one.
But would it be right, to alter the story? I feel I have done the most decent follow of the true events as well as I could possibly do without giving myself away. I very much don’t feel like being locked up in a mental institution at the moment. I was oh so very careful in the details and I changed all the names, excluding two. I could not find any other name for them, and it didn’t seem right. The sons of the great and terrible ruler, Inuyasha and Sesshoumaru.
I don’t think I would… alter the story that is. This really never was suppose to happen anyway. It was the product of a creative writing assignment for my junior level writing class. It was on short notice and I had to come up with something quick. Why not my own experiences… who would know them better than me right? And that’s where it all started. First is was a page assignment…then a short story… then a chapter book which ended up being the first novel in the Feudal Series. It all seems so surreal back then. I was only 16, a mere two years have passed, and yet it seems so dreamlike.
All I can hope for is that everything will turn out. Not all of the questions, and suggestions, I was bombarded with were crazy love notions from hormonal girls… some of them touched home and actually, some were quite funny.
‘Like, you should totally like kill off or like get rid of that Kumiko chick, she’s like totally ruining it for Kaori and Inuyasha… like she totally lost her chance and is like dead for starters…’, ‘Ohmygods, Sakura should seriously stop waiting around for that Minoru pervert monk… I seriously think he must be gay and is hiding it with his lecherous ways…’, and ‘You should SO get Kaori and Sesshoumaru together! Best pairing ever!!!’.
I had to hold myself back from laughing so hard on those. If today hadn’t completely overwhelmed and exhausted me, I would probably be rolling on the floor laughing at some of the outrageous hints and suggestions I heard. As fun as it would be to kill Kikyou’s character off in my book, I just can’t do that. Haha… Miroku gay! That one’s funny… Eh… Sesshoumaru and I… the best paring ever… these fan girls are seriously insane. Did they not READ the story at all? Ah, who cares… all I want right now is sleep.
A large gust of air left my mouth as I sighed for the umpteenth time today. Man, I was tired. Its only 5:36. I’m booked here till 6. Haha… booked… I’m booked, in a book store… that’s funny… man, I’m tired. At least no one has come up to me in a while, no more signing for this gal today. Im just going to rest my head down for a while. Yes, that’s it, close the eyes and wait for the clock to chime 6. Tick tock… tick tock… tick tock…
“Miss?” Eh? …oh god why now? Maybe he’s looking for something else… act calm, don’t even need to move… just stay with your head down, no need to open your eyes.
“Neehhhh..?” Well that should obviously imply I don’t want to talk anymore, who cares if I lose a fan… it’s just one right?
“You are Kagome Higurashi am I correct? The author?” He spoke so coolly, I already hated him.
“Ding, you got it.” Maybe if I’m rude enough, he will go away. Don’t look at him, don’t acknowledge his presence. Sleep is good, your best friend Kagome.
“Do you mind if I ask you a few questions before you leave, I just want to know your own person views on a couple characters in your book?” His voice is deep, like chocolate…. Mmm… chocolate… when was the last time I ate?
“Sure… shoot away…” He can’t have anything I haven’t already heard a millions times already.
I still don’t feel like moving, just answer quickly Kagome, quick, short, sleepily, maybe he will take a hint not to talk to a girl that is hunched over on a desk with her eyes closed. The pose obviously doesn’t mean ‘Come talk to me!’.
“Well, my first question is why do you make the miko, Ka-or-i, so forgiving, so innocent? Is it just because she is young and naïve or is it just her own nature that compels her to befriend demons?”
Well that was certainly in depth… “I would have to say at first glance, one could mistake her caring and forgiving nature to both humans, as well as demons, could be from the fact that she is young, from a different time, and too innocent to know the true darkness she is dealing with… but everyone grows out of being young and innocent… and I feel that she would not change her position on that. So yes, it is most likely her nature that compels her.” …oh jeez, that was certainly in depth too… I need to sleep. I say too much when I’m tired.
“Hn. I see, well then. Coming off of that, why is it Ka-or-i has not bestowed the same forgiveness on the hanyou’s brother?” Why does he keep annunciating her name like that…
“Well maybe because Inuyasha’s brother is a douche?” Is that a good enough answer for you detective.
“You portray the halfbreed’s brother with such vulgarity, but would not it not matter to such a forgiving being such as the miko?” He sounds like he’s being sarcastic, or is it just my head that’s doing that. Im tired... Did I shut off the coffee pot this morning?
“Your looking at it the wrong way, it’s not the miko… it’s him! Sesshoumaru is the one that wouldn’t want to be forgiven. Knowing him, he’d kill anyone just for the thought that he, oh so mightiness, would need to be forgiven for anything!” He does have such pretty hair.
“Well perhaps a certain lowly human miko should give him the utmost respect he deserves, don’t you think so, miko Ka-go-me?”
That’s it, he’s gone too far. I snapped up and pointed my finger at this guy, “You listen here buddy, I don’t need to give him nothing! He tried to melt me into a boiling pile of goop the day I met him! So don’t you come to me talking about respect--” …Oh shit… did I just say what I think I did… did I say ‘I’ and not… oh crap…
-Heh- A one syllable chuckle made me stop and really look at him. He looks like… but not like… but like like…
“I---” I didn’t know what to say. I sure wasn’t tired anymore either.
“So miko, you really think this Sesshoumaru is a… douche?” He smiled, I fainted.
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My mama always told me the gods have a plan and are always guiding me. Well, after today, you know what? I think the gods hate me.
~~~~~~~End Chapter~~~~~~
Chapter 1 -
My mama always told me that you shouldn’t complain about one’s lot in life. You got to make due with what you got. I took that to heart. Her words got me though many hard times in my life; through pain, sorrow, and heartache… both my own and that of my friends.
My mama always told me that I had to be strong. I don’t suspect she had in mind that I would be a time traveling teenager, stuck in an era filled with war, death, and demons at every turn. Even so, I like to think I have been as strong as I possibly could under the circumstances.
My mama always told me that I was special. This one I really never believed too much. Like, everyone is special, which means no one is special if everyone is…which defeats the whole purpose right?
My mama always told me the gods have a plan and are always guiding me. Well, after today, you know what? I think the gods hate me.
----------
The clouds are looking a bit gloomy, that’s never a good sign. I, Kagome Higurashi, am bored out of my mind, finally glad that most of the crowd from this god-awful fan-girl filled book signing have vacated the premises. The overcast clouds gathering outside the giant windows of the bookstore look most foreboding, and so not helping my mood or my state of exhaustion.
Today did not start well on the other side of the well, did not go well on this side of the well, and probably not end well on whichever side I choose to be on tonight. Inuyasha, I swear. He has got to be one of the biggest over 100 year old babies I have ever met. Not that I have met many, or any but him mind you, but still. Whine whine whine whine whine. With:
‘God damn Kagome, you just went home!’
..and…
‘Wench, don’t you know we got a mission here?’
..and…
‘You’re the one that broke the fucking jewel remember?’
..and…
‘Kikyou wouldn’t keep pushin off her job!’
That last one threw me into a fit as any normal person would go into under the circumstances. I still can’t believe him. I can’t believe me either! I actually feel sorry for the sit commands I gave him. Just thinking about it still pisses me off that I can feel my blood pressure rise. My face is turning red, oh no, some guy is looking at me funny… oh yay, another reason to be mad at Inuyasha. And yet, here it is, I still feel bad for what I did to him! I must be a masochist, I swear.
So here I sit, I can still feel the heat of my anger in my cheeks, as I watch those darn clouds move in. What a way to end the day… rained on. Perfect. And after what I had to put up with today. I almost slipped a few times! How horrible and unexplainable that would have been. I don’t know how other authors put up with this. I can only hope that my books don’t become as popular as something like the Lord of the Rings or, gods forbid, the Twilight series! I think I would die! The memory of the unending questions still make my weary head throb. Some of them made my heart clench and I just hope that it didn’t show it on my face.
‘How Kawaii! I just know Kaori and Inuyasha are gunna be together in the end!’ A stout redhead squealed as I signed her book. If only she knew… Kaori, cough cough, myself, has not a chance in the world at the real Inuyasha. But who knows, maybe I could skew a few things in the book, give it the happy ending it deserves because the real life counterparts won’t get one.
But would it be right, to alter the story? I feel I have done the most decent follow of the true events as well as I could possibly do without giving myself away. I very much don’t feel like being locked up in a mental institution at the moment. I was oh so very careful in the details and I changed all the names, excluding two. I could not find any other name for them, and it didn’t seem right. The sons of the great and terrible ruler, Inuyasha and Sesshoumaru.
I don’t think I would… alter the story that is. This really never was suppose to happen anyway. It was the product of a creative writing assignment for my junior level writing class. It was on short notice and I had to come up with something quick. Why not my own experiences… who would know them better than me right? And that’s where it all started. First is was a page assignment…then a short story… then a chapter book which ended up being the first novel in the Feudal Series. It all seems so surreal back then. I was only 16, a mere two years have passed, and yet it seems so dreamlike.
All I can hope for is that everything will turn out. Not all of the questions, and suggestions, I was bombarded with were crazy love notions from hormonal girls… some of them touched home and actually, some were quite funny.
‘Like, you should totally like kill off or like get rid of that Kumiko chick, she’s like totally ruining it for Kaori and Inuyasha… like she totally lost her chance and is like dead for starters…’, ‘Ohmygods, Sakura should seriously stop waiting around for that Minoru pervert monk… I seriously think he must be gay and is hiding it with his lecherous ways…’, and ‘You should SO get Kaori and Sesshoumaru together! Best pairing ever!!!’.
I had to hold myself back from laughing so hard on those. If today hadn’t completely overwhelmed and exhausted me, I would probably be rolling on the floor laughing at some of the outrageous hints and suggestions I heard. As fun as it would be to kill Kikyou’s character off in my book, I just can’t do that. Haha… Miroku gay! That one’s funny… Eh… Sesshoumaru and I… the best paring ever… these fan girls are seriously insane. Did they not READ the story at all? Ah, who cares… all I want right now is sleep.
A large gust of air left my mouth as I sighed for the umpteenth time today. Man, I was tired. Its only 5:36. I’m booked here till 6. Haha… booked… I’m booked, in a book store… that’s funny… man, I’m tired. At least no one has come up to me in a while, no more signing for this gal today. Im just going to rest my head down for a while. Yes, that’s it, close the eyes and wait for the clock to chime 6. Tick tock… tick tock… tick tock…
“Miss?” Eh? …oh god why now? Maybe he’s looking for something else… act calm, don’t even need to move… just stay with your head down, no need to open your eyes.
“Neehhhh..?” Well that should obviously imply I don’t want to talk anymore, who cares if I lose a fan… it’s just one right?
“You are Kagome Higurashi am I correct? The author?” He spoke so coolly, I already hated him.
“Ding, you got it.” Maybe if I’m rude enough, he will go away. Don’t look at him, don’t acknowledge his presence. Sleep is good, your best friend Kagome.
“Do you mind if I ask you a few questions before you leave, I just want to know your own person views on a couple characters in your book?” His voice is deep, like chocolate…. Mmm… chocolate… when was the last time I ate?
“Sure… shoot away…” He can’t have anything I haven’t already heard a millions times already.
I still don’t feel like moving, just answer quickly Kagome, quick, short, sleepily, maybe he will take a hint not to talk to a girl that is hunched over on a desk with her eyes closed. The pose obviously doesn’t mean ‘Come talk to me!’.
“Well, my first question is why do you make the miko, Ka-or-i, so forgiving, so innocent? Is it just because she is young and naïve or is it just her own nature that compels her to befriend demons?”
Well that was certainly in depth… “I would have to say at first glance, one could mistake her caring and forgiving nature to both humans, as well as demons, could be from the fact that she is young, from a different time, and too innocent to know the true darkness she is dealing with… but everyone grows out of being young and innocent… and I feel that she would not change her position on that. So yes, it is most likely her nature that compels her.” …oh jeez, that was certainly in depth too… I need to sleep. I say too much when I’m tired.
“Hn. I see, well then. Coming off of that, why is it Ka-or-i has not bestowed the same forgiveness on the hanyou’s brother?” Why does he keep annunciating her name like that…
“Well maybe because Inuyasha’s brother is a douche?” Is that a good enough answer for you detective.
“You portray the halfbreed’s brother with such vulgarity, but would not it not matter to such a forgiving being such as the miko?” He sounds like he’s being sarcastic, or is it just my head that’s doing that. Im tired... Did I shut off the coffee pot this morning?
“Your looking at it the wrong way, it’s not the miko… it’s him! Sesshoumaru is the one that wouldn’t want to be forgiven. Knowing him, he’d kill anyone just for the thought that he, oh so mightiness, would need to be forgiven for anything!” He does have such pretty hair.
“Well perhaps a certain lowly human miko should give him the utmost respect he deserves, don’t you think so, miko Ka-go-me?”
That’s it, he’s gone too far. I snapped up and pointed my finger at this guy, “You listen here buddy, I don’t need to give him nothing! He tried to melt me into a boiling pile of goop the day I met him! So don’t you come to me talking about respect--” …Oh shit… did I just say what I think I did… did I say ‘I’ and not… oh crap…
-Heh- A one syllable chuckle made me stop and really look at him. He looks like… but not like… but like like…
“I---” I didn’t know what to say. I sure wasn’t tired anymore either.
“So miko, you really think this Sesshoumaru is a… douche?” He smiled, I fainted.
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My mama always told me the gods have a plan and are always guiding me. Well, after today, you know what? I think the gods hate me.
~~~~~~~End Chapter~~~~~~