Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction / InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Who is she? Search for Palin Deathholder ❯ Prologue, Metting the New Girl ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimer: Dun own YYH, dun own IY. Only own Aya, the well, the mansion and very possibly the plot. This I thought was somewhat original, but it's ruined with the new girl theme.

Now for the actual warnings. This IS SORTA an insertion fic. Okay, this is a self-insertion. But if you don't like, then stop reading. I can't write a story that everyone will read and write. That's virtually impossible. What I can do though is make a fic that I feel is my best. Which if it's good for me, then it should be respectfully good for you. If you feel that I'm being rude or mean, I'm really not. I just don't want anyone to spend his or her time reading this and end up saying that it sucks. I don't need to hear that after I work so hard on it. Constructive criticisms I don't mind, but plain out 'this sucks' reviews will not be tolerated. In fact if you do send one like that I'm going to post it to show your rudeness and see what everyone else's reactions are to it. I'm not one to handle anyone's crap if they don't give a decent purpose. Once again, if that sounds rude or mean, I'm sorry but I have to get that out.

If I get someone OOC, I apologize. Once reading over this, and realizing, that I made Kurama OOC quite a bit. I try to make his inquisitive side show through. Anyways, I'm going to stop wasting precious reading time and let you enjoy this chapter. First thing though, this is in the first person view of the OC.

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It wasn't meant to be like this

Never thought I'd fall in love after that first kiss.

You're sweet scent and warmth on my lip they reminisce

Your unearthly voice ringing in my mind

Too bad you're not from my time

I woke up to that annoying alarm once again. If I didn't need it I would've melted it ages ago. Walking to the mirror I see that stupid stone under my collarbone in plain sight, clear and flame shaped. Turning my neck I check out that part of the scar, wasn't much on that side though.

Why does it have to be so damn cold though?! I ran the water in the shower, getting it so very hot the set the tap so the water switched to the shower head itself. Took my usual shower with this most relaxing rose scented shower gel. I didn't require that particular scent, but it was just pleasant. Now for the most annoying part, my hair. Rose Hips, Herbal Essences (don't own!) was the only shampoo capable of the job. I ran it through and lathered the black thigh length hair. Rinsing it, I turned the water off, grabbed one of the towels and turban wrapped my hair. The other towel I wrapped around my curvaceous and equally dripping body.

I casually walked into my room straight for the closet. I took out these ridiculously baggy jeans and a black spandex sleeveless muscle tee and a dark red split cowl neck sweater. To finish it off, I a long black and silver ribbon for around my waist like a belt. No way was I wearing that uniform, it looked so stupid. The colors were tight, but the design was fucked up, plus these dorky knee high socks even more turned the uniform from my fashion eye.

Only about an hour till the late bell rang. I could still make it, easy. I concentrated and in moments I was dry. Took off the towel that turbaned my hair to show it dry and knotless as usual. Brushing it to get the fine tangles out but they were very few and rarely came up. It only took about 5 minutes to set my hair into a Tomb Raider, Lara Croft trademark style braid.

I got dressed, which took about 10 minutes for tying lacing up my combat boots. I sort of rushed to the mirror and put on my usual eyeliner and coal eye shadow. For the finishing touch, a dark red lipstick lip stick and lip liner. About half an hour to the bell now.

I grabbed my bag and took the elevator down to the 2nd floor and straight into the back to fix up coffee and breakfast. 10 minutes later of joint cooking and brewing. I was only making toast, but the java takes a while to make. I finished eating in half the time it took to make the breakfast. Stuck 2 daggers made of crystal into my bag, the most important daggers in my possession. Then going into the closet and threw my sheathed katana over my back, with a leather coat over that to hide it. Great, I have to be there in about 5 minutes or else I'm toast.

I ran outside to grab my New York Times...even though it was pitch black out...and ran straight into the hut like gazebo nearby. 2 minutes, the girl's bathroom should do it. "Grimoire Teleportus"

I appear in a closed stall and casually walk out and take out my schedule. I slipped right into homeroom as the late bell rang. The teacher looked slightly annoyed, but gave a welcoming smile. Getting up he directed his attention to the rest of the students. "Ohayo minna-san"

The rest of the class drones "Ohayo Otaki sensei de gazarou yo" (the rest will be in auto translate for your reading pleasure. That and as you can see, my Japanese pretty much sucks)

"Class, as you can see, we have a new student gracing us with their presence." A few students snorted. I noticed though that this guy with long hair and emerald eyes just smiled up to where I was. I couldn't help but blush at this. Mr. Otaki gestured for me to introduce myself. Taking a deep breath, I nodded to him in return and stepped further into the classroom like a little fish swimming towards the sharks.

"Uhh...yeah. My name is Shinomori Aya. From America, upstate New York. I'm not looking to make any friends here, and while I'm not looking for them either, I'll most likely make enemies. Don't mess with me and you won't become one of them. So to ensure that I don't beat your ass down, just leave me be and don't talk behind my back. That's all I have to say." The whole class gaped at me, even the teacher. Well it would be more accurate to say that everyone but that red head. He just chuckled and looked back down to his book. I handed my schedule to the sensei as he motioned for it.

"Okay then. Take a seat by Minamino Shuichi. He will show you how to get to your classes. Luckily he has the same classes that you do." He pointed to a desk to the right of the red head and handed me my program back. I did as told finding out that homeroom was like 20 minutes long. To my displeasure, Shuichi decided to go against my advice. He dared to choose to talk to me.

"I know someone that is quite like you. Very unsocial, threatens everyone he meets and hides a katana on his back." He whispered to me. Why should I care if he has a friend like me? He must think that this gives him permission to speak to me. I'll just flash him a death glare, which usually works. "He does that as well. You should meet him."

"Obviously I don't want to meet anyone." I whispered back at him. "I'm not here for any longer than I have to be, and I don't expect to stay longer for social outings. Got that?" Okay, maybe a little harsh, but it still doesn't faze him. He gazed into my eyes, possibly trying to read them for how I feel. I could swear though that I saw a glint of gold or amber in his eyes, along with his smirk.

"No one's forcing you to. It's a mere invitation. I suggest though that you make at least one friend here." His eyes drifted to the newspaper I still had out with me. Kuso! Why was I so careless as to leave that out in the open? Quickly I stuck it into my bag as I kept the daggers out of sight. I closed the bag and went straight for my still clean nails. "How do you get an American paper with the current printing date on it all the way over here?" As the bell rang he got up and whispered one last thing in my ear before leading me to our next class. "I'm sure I can introduce you to others similar to yourself. After school"

The day went by quite slowly. Each class had a crowd of girls after Shuichi on our way to them and him pulling one of my arms to make me hurry. He has no idea that I can go so much faster than this mediocre speed. When the class actually started, in each damn one, I was to introduce myself to my presence. Then going into a subject I knew plenty about. Shuichi was obviously the teacher's pet by the way he answered each asked question right when it was asked very willingly. I know the answers too, believe me I do, but I wasn't much of the participating type before, and didn't plan on changing that. What I did learn though is that no matter what school your at, any country or class of school, the cafeteria food still sucks. So I went without lunch again, no biggie. Finally school ended, I went to the bathroom straight away. The same one, same stall, from this morning, locked it, and teleported back to my mansion but in the courtyard.

For the first time today I smiled as I jumped down the well in the middle of that courtyard. It was decorated as a memorial to drive away suspicion with roses and such. Although the whole place had climbing roses of black with red tips, deep red and the occasional pink along the brick walls. It doesn't matter I guess. In a matter of seconds I was already climbing back out and outside a castle in this huge deep forest. It's good to be back, so I ran to the front gates of the castle to see him once again.

Our hearts beat as one, throughout the sands of time

And I know that no matter what happens, you will still be mine

Our love shall endure for eternity

It's not just desire baby

It's our destiny

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So I already wrote the second chapter. But I still do want reviews. In fact I won't put the second chapter up till I get at least 3 reviews. Trust me, the second chapter circles more around the Tantei than this one did. In fact, I'm officially labeling this chapter the prologue. Oh, and both the short poems you saw are mine. I created, wrote and posted them. Get used to them because I'm thinking of putting different ones each chapter the same style as these.

As usual R&R and ja ne minna san

*~*> Aya