Of Demons and Angels 2 Backup Inc.

May 11, 2006
Of Demons and Angels
Chapter 2-
Disclaimer: Yes, I don’t own it, Rumiko-sama does. But in my dreams I do!
The first thing I did was check out the training dojo. After all, my grandpa made sure I was able to master at least one form of weapon. And that weapon happened to be the traditional bow and arrow that all mikos used. I, of course was not a miko, but I can’t seem to convince him that.
Anyways, I must be lucky because on one of the weapon racks, rest a dozen or so bows with arrows to the side of all different types and sizes. Knowing my strength, I chose the long bow, making sure to text the string and flexibility of the bow. It seemed in pretty good shape.
I knew that the targets and weapons were for gusts, because it said so on the entrance sign so I was completely relaxed. There was no need to worry about getting into trouble for using somebody else’s equipment. Taking my stance, I pulled back the string and aimed at one of the targets.
One...two...the arrow made a ‘thunk’ sound as it hit the bulls eye. I smiled, proud at how far I’ve come since the day where it barely made it to the target. This time, I went farther away from the target before aiming. Once again there was a ‘thunk’ before I viewed the arrow in the tiny middle circle once again, right beside my first one.
I was just about to move at a different angle and try again, when I heard the crunch of a footstep behind me. Spinning around, I looked to see who it was-
And ended up scowling at a pair of blank hazel eyes.
"What are you doing here?" I demanded him, annoyed at losing my private environment. I was about to call again when he started walking in the other direction, when I realized I didn’t even know his name yet.
"Hey, you!" No reaction. "I said hey, stop! What’s your name?" He paused, and I though that he might just ignore me again, but this time the hazel eyes faced me again with another cold stare. I could be wrong, but I thought they seemed to have a contemplating look to them. As if he couldn’t decide what to do.
Finally, after standing silent for a few minutes, he seemed to have made a decision. "It is Tamada, Shou. And now I’ll be on my way...Kagome-san."
I blinked, wondering how many times a day he could go through mood changes, before settling into another glare. "Good day to you too Tamada-sama!" I put as much sarcasm in my voice that was possible, before aiming my bow once again. And since when did he know my name?
This time the ‘thunk’ was a little more pronounced.
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"Kagome-san! Kagome-san!" I turned around to see a slightly flushed Sango running towards me, a grin spread across her face.
"Sango-san," I greeted her with a small grin. "How are you?"
She fell into step beside me before replying. "Oh, not much...Ugh! I got the worst room mate! They should make rules around here that only girls can dorm with girls and such."
I looked at her curiously, thinking the same but not voicing it out loud. "How come?"
Sango growled, and her face flushed even deeper. "Because I’m stuck with this stupid pervert! I mean, even when there’s separate bedrooms he managed to feel me up every time he passes me! And he says he’s religious..." She made a snorting sound, and feel silent.
"Do you...know him from school?"
Sango shook her head. "I told you, this is my first year at the school you’re in, and apparently it is for him and a couple of his friends too."
"Oh, right. I forgot." Then I realized what she said. "He told you that this was his first year here? And his friends? I wouldn’t have thought you would have time to talk to him if you disliked him that much."
I noticed a slight flush cover her face. "Oh, well...he just mentioned it the few times he wasn’t trying to feel me up. But that’s besides the point! I mean-"
"Sango," I smiled, interrupting her barrage. "You like him don’t you?"
"W-what? Like that creep?" Sango stuttered. "You must be crazy!" She acted like the idea was completely ridiculous, but the redness of her face said otherwise. I for a fact knew it wasn’t from anger.

Of Demons and Angels 1 Backup

May 9,2006
Of Demons and Angels
Chapter 1-Hazel
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or any of the original characters of the series. Darn.
It wasn’t a bad day, really. I was packed and ready to go while the sun was shining. However, I couldn’t help but feel a little home sickness as I looked wistfully back at my family’s shrine. It’s where we lived. A shrine might seem kind of old fashioned, but other than the god forsaken stairs it suited me just fine. I quickly ran my fingers through my dark wavy hair, and put it back into a high ponytail. Another sweep of the area, and I got onto the bus.
You see, I was going off to camp this summer. My mom finally got a job and she wanted me to get out and do something different this year. I protested at first, but there was nothing I could say that would change her mind. With my duffel bag bulging with clothes and other necessities, I sat down and turned on my mp3.
The bustle and chatter of the other passengers died down behind the sound of my music. I didn’t turn it up too loud though, my ears always seemed to be on the sensitive side, picking up the littlest of sounds. I yawned quietly, my lack of sleep the previous night finally showing. My three friends, Yuka, Ayumi, and Eri hadn’t wanted to come with me so I was on my own.
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3 hours later
"Alright everyone, start getting your stuff we’re almost there!" The driver’s voice roused me from my light sleep as I blearily opened my eyes.
I looked outside the window, and to my amazement saw acres of forest, and in the middle was dozens of cabins surrounded by a lake and also a few dojo training halls. Also, if I peered closely I could make out a number of trails going through the forest.
Ten minutes later, I found myself unloading myself off the bus and at the entrance of Ashura Camp. I wondered how my mother could afford to send me to such a place for two months. We weren’t exactly the most stable family when it came to financial terms.
After everyone managed to organize themselves into a group outside of the bus, an employee began to take roll call. I listened as she called the names in case I recognized anyone. I didn’t.
"Higurashi, Kagome!"
I quickly raised my hand. "Here!" Glancing around, I noticed a girl eyeing me curiously. Catching my stare, she came over.
"Hey, do you go to Takamada High?"
I nodded slowly, observing her athletic figure, and long hair. She currently had it pulled back into a high ponytail, while her brown eyes gazed thoughtfully into my blue ones.
She slowly smiled, and put out her hand in a friendly gesture. "So do I! Well, I will be next year anyways, so you’ll probably see me. My name is Taiya, Sango. I recognized your name from the Higurashi shrine. I knew it was in the same area so..."
I quickly shook her hand, smiling in return. "Higurashi, Kagome. It’s nice to meet you. You’ve...been to our shrine before?"
"Oh yes, I went to see the ancient tree. I believe it is called the Goshinboku?"
I grinned at her knowledge of the legend of our tree seen in our front yard. "Yes, it is. They say that once a powerful demon was pinned against that tree under a spell 500 years ago."
Sango seemed to be intrigued at my story. "Really? What kind of demon was it?"
I glanced at her, slightly startled at her question. Out of all the things for people to ask, I had never heard of someone wondering what type of demon it was...I always assumed they were all similar. "I...don’t know. Er, an evil demon?"
Sango frowned, clearly disappointed. "Oh, I see. You aren’t familiar with youkai very much are you?" I looked at her, slightly confused and a little insulted...she had stated it like I should know stuff that. "Well, no. I mean it’s not as if they’re real or anything. I just know that there are stories where the evil youkai destroy this, or kill them. I didn’t realize there were different kinds."
Sango seemed slightly embarrassed. "Oh well, excuse me. I hadn’t realized. I just assumed since you lived at a shrine and such. My family are experts on the youkai race. We study on the weaknesses of the different species, their strengths, special abilities and so on." She flushed again. "Oh but why am I babbling, you probably aren’t interested at all."
I had to admit that I actually was. "So...what do you mean by different types of youkai? Is it like a disease?"
Sango laughed, clearly amused. "Oh no! There is no way a human can become a youkai unless..." She seemed to pause and started again. "Anyways, usually youkai are named by the animal they seem to take after. There are Inu, Kitsune, Neko, Centipede, Panther, Wolf, Spider and so on. There are so many kinds even we can’t keep track of them all! But the rarest you’ll find are ha-"
"Alright everyone, come here and give us your name and we’ll assign you a cabin name. Everyone line up accordingly!" The lady’s voice interrupted Sango’s speech as she raised her hand up to call order. It seemed everyone was accounted for.
Sango smiled apologetically. "I guess that means we’re supposed to stop talking now. I’ll tell you later, alright?"
I grinned, nodding in agreement. I wasn’t aware there was so much more to the legends that I didn’t know. Well, not legends exactly. The characters of the legends. I tried to imagine what an Inu or Kitsune Youkai would look like as I lined up behind a bunch of people.
That’s when someone slammed into me from behind, and I fell forwards, automatically grabbing and crashing into the person in front of me. This is what I got for not paying attention.
"S-sorry!" I bowed in apology to the figure I knew must be glaring at me. But when I looked up, I wasn’t prepared for the cold gaze they gave.
"Get some glasses, girl."
I blinked, confused at first but quickly became angry. How dare he? That’s when I noticed the strange colour of his eyes...they were hazel. Whoever heard of a Japanese person having green eyes? And his hair was really light blonde. I shrugged. Must be a new style.
That’s when I realized I had finally reached the front of the line.
"Name," the lady asked in a bored voice.
"Higurashi, Kagome," I replied promptly, not wanting to try her patience.
She quickly scanned the list and gave me a number and a key, then turning back called ‘next!’
"Number 36..." I mumbled to myself, while searching for my delegated cabin. There were so many of them lined up it wasn’t even funny. I was currently at 54.
About five minutes and a few curses later, I stood in front of a very square, and very brown cabin. Looking at it intently, I found it had 2 windows and probably more than one room. Fitting the key in quickly I quietly opened the door, pleased it made no noise.
Locking the door behind me just in case, I scanned the area, and noticed there were two small rooms. I was going to have a room mate? Noticing the other person hadn’t gotten here yet I quickly chose a room and unloaded my stuff. Two months worth of clothes and everything else made sure my bag was stuffed- and weighed a ton.
After about a half hour of trying to organize everything, (which was very frustrating let me tell you) I was finally satisfied. With a quick nod and grin I hopped towards the front door, eager to explore outside. However, someone beat me to it, as the door opened just as my hand was on the nob. Unprepared for the change of balance, my arms flung wildly in front of me and I landed flat on my face.
Yes that’s right, the dirt got everywhere, and I started coughing and groaning, sitting up with my now brown patched clothes. It figures whoever barged in decided not to catch me.
I scowled angrily. I had just washed this outfit! Didn’t anyone know how to knock these days? That’s when I remembered I had locked the door...hadn’t I? Frowning, my eyes still trying to rub the dirt out of my eyes I tried to recall the moment.
That’s when I realized someone’s shadow was still looming over me, waiting to be acknowledged. I looked up timidly, wondering who would be staying with me. I knew it probably wasn’t Sango considering she would probably be laughing her head off by now. She seemed like the type of person to that.
Cold hazel eyes stared back at me.
I jumped slightly, caught off guard. God, this guy was scary! He stood without making a sound, holding one expensive looking duffel back and a long...case? Who knew what was in there...
"Are you going to sit there all day blocking the entrance, or are you going to get up sometime today?"
I sat dumbfounded for a moment, before finding my senses and managing to give him a half-hearted glare. "I haven’t decided yet." With that, I flounced back up, leaning on the door frame. "What do you want?"
He sneered slightly, obviously thinking that was a stupid question. Well...I guess it couldn’t been at the time. "I happened to be on my way to unpack my things at the moment, but your unwanted presence seems to be in the way. Care to move aside?"
I fumed silently, clenching the door frame, and narrowing my eyes even more. "Yes actually, I do care. This is my-" I stopped suddenly, realizing what he just said. That meant...oh my god he couldn’t be the one I had to put up with for the next two months!
He seemed to know my change in demeanor, as he raised an eyebrow, but still managed to sneer. "Something wrong, girl?"
I turned my attention back to him, finally acknowledging that there was no choice. I would just avoid him as much as possible. "Not a thing." I stepped aside, fully intent on stomping away, when I remembered something else. Turning back to him again, with as neutral a voice I could come up with, I looked at him. "Oh, and by the way-my name is Kagome."
And that was that.
End.
A/N: And that’s it for the first chapter everyone! I know it was really short, but it’s just sort of an introduction so don’t worry, the others will be much longer. ^^ My fanfics aren’t extremely long, but I try to keep them at a normal pace. I find it annoying when they’re either really short where the characters all of the sudden are all over each other, or when it drags on so long you’re falling asleep. So if I do anything like that let me know! This is my first story, so please R & R! I appreciate comments and opinions, but please no flames. Thanks for reading!
Kou-chan

Looking at the world through broken tears- Lolo

Lil Lolo - Looking at the world through broken tears, fighting the pain of what they reveal says:
Looking at the world through broken tears
Fighting the pain of what they reveal
Keeping the distance between my fears
Afraid of what they will deal
Looking at the face of a friend
Praying that their life won't end
Saying goodbye when they're saying hello
Not walking away without a last word
Telling the story of what will be
Remembering a relationship that's dead
Lil Lolo - Looking at the world through broken tears, fighting the pain of what they reveal says:
Thinking of a star in their brightest light
Hold it all close to your heart

OId Journal Entries 2 Backup

March 16, 2006
Cheryl Fong
Laura moved out the Friday before spring break....it’s almost been a week since I’ve seen her. I wish she hadn’t left. Things seem different now more than ever, even before they all moved in when our parents got married. I’m probably going to go to the mall tomorrow with Vanessa and get a Birthday present for Laura, and maybe Vanessa. I haven’t decided yet. Jenny’s birthday is coming up too. I’m going to get her a new spike thing for her ear. I hope I have enough money. I’ll get some from doing the little bit of paper work my dad gave me so I should have enough for everyone if I don’t waste it on food like I usually do. Still haven’t gotten out of that habit...what a sinner I am. I doubt if I’ll ever become a Christian. Even crying for help in the bathtub when I had gotten into trouble didn’t help out in the end. Spring break is almost over. I should do my homework. I think all I have is math anyways. I haven’t been able to get together with Thuy Vi yet. I think we’re drifting apart. I hope we can strengthen our friendship soon. I don’t want to lose someone else. As for me, I opened up a new neopets account...Gaia was starting to get old. I need to get a different activity to spend time on. Something that feels accomplishing that you don’t get addicted to in a bad way. I want to go ice skating again with Teresa, Laura, and Jordan again. That was fun. I wish we could go every Friday until we found something else to do. I’m glad we got those pictures. Internet’s on in ten minutes. I know I’m going to go on, even though it’s probably not good for me. I have an eye appointment this Tuesday. They say I might need glasses. I don’t want glasses, and I told them if anything I would prefer contacts, but Marlene said not until I can prove I can take proper care of my glasses first. That’ll probably take a year. Glasses don’t suit me. It’s hard to find a pair that look good on me. And I’m not good at keeping things in good shape. They’ll probably get scratched and bent in time. My Mp3 is already cracked from Teresa and Thuy Vi dropping it at school when they were fighting over it. I was really upset. I just got it on Christmas. My dad was mad when he found out too. I don’t believe it’s my fault unless by some chance it cracked when it was in my bag, but I find that unlikely. Oh well, what’s done is done. I need to get my life together and work harder at school. Guess what? For the first time in my life I’m failing Math. My once excelling subject. I hope our parents don’t find out. I’m counting on my handing in all my missing homework to bring my grade up before report cards come out. We already got our interims, and for some reason my dad didn’t notice or didn’t comment on the ‘rarely or never does homework’ under the Math section. That was a relief. For the time being I’m hanging in there. What else is there to say? When I visit Michelle and Daniel last time, Daniel talked about my mom a little and how he remembered what happened while I still hadn’t found out she was dead. He went over it in detail. I couldn’t help but cry. I even feel like crying now. Will I ever get over her death? I thought I had the year it happened, but the thought of her can still make me sad. Maybe it’s because I can’t remember her very well now, or maybe it’s because I think life would be better now if she would still be here and married to my dad. But then I think, what about Marlene and everyone? We might never have met them if my mom hadn’t died. I’m glad I met them contrary to what some people might think. I can’t even remember my mom’s voice anymore, and even her face is starting to fade besides the pictures I see of her. I can’t remember that much except the times she was sick. Is that bad of me to forget her? I was only 7 and 8 afer all. Right, back to Michelle and Daniel. Daniel says the reason they haven’t been visiting a lot is because Michelle feels left out. I tried to invite them over Monday night but they couldn’t make it. I miss them sometimes too. Goodbye Diary.

OId Journal Entries Backup Inc.

Dear Pinky(Jan.10, 2006
Well, I don’t know why I’m writing in you right now. It’s almost time to go to school, because today we’re catching the bus. It’s been raining non stop. DJ gave us a ride yesterday. I am so screwed for homework. Haven’t started putting the stuff on the poster for my french project which was due like weeks ago. And I don’t do much science homework either. I really need to work on my self discipline. Anyway, I think my dad and Marlene were having a huge serious talk with Laura yesterday. I guess they found out that she was considering moving to her dads. All I heard was ‘It may be the best thing for you, or it may be the worst thing for you.’ That was my dad. I wish they would’ve let her play WoW. Thuy Vi wants me to download Maple Story, but Marlene wants to see it first. It’s so retarted. I mean, it’s not like we’re gonna get possessed from playing games maybe an hour a day. It’s not that violent. Well, I think it’s time to go now so I’ll write more later. I put a password on all even slightly private files so nobody can read them.Ha!
ShiraLi

Dear Pinky(Jan. 26, 2006)
We’re getting a ride today, even though it’s not even raining. I asked dad if I could participate in the Sun Run,

Summer Opportunites 2 Backup Inc.

A/N: Well, here it is. Got my lazy butt in gear and made a second chapter. A retarted one at that, but hopefully once I start writing again, the rust’ll wear off. No flaming here please.
Disclaimer: Yes, I own Inuyasha. I mean, no, I don’t. But I wish I did. Really.
Chapter 2

"Who the hell are you" Those words were the first impression Kagome got from Kagura. That is after, she barged through the door and gave her a nasty look. But she was moving ahead of herself...
"Excuse me?" Kagome tried not to return the look as she turned around to face a young woman with the most revealing clothes she had seen. Even if it was summer, she would have never worn something so skimpy. But it was obvious with the excessive makeup that this girl dressed up in such a manner all the time.
"I said, who the hell are you? This is my cabin, so get out!" Her unnatural bright red lips turned into a scowl as she jabbed a painted fingernail towards the open door.
Kagome took a deep breath, before speaking in the most level voice she could muster. "I’m sorry, but this cabin was assigned to me as well, so before jumping to conclusions I think its safe to say that were sharing it. That’s why there’s too beds."
The other girl blinked, before slowly lowering her hand. "Sharing? They never said anything about having to share your cabin, especially not with goody-two shoe girls like you. I mean, if it was some hottie I wouldn’t mind, but this-."
"I don’t believe girls and guys are allowed to share, due to the fact they don’t trust that some people would take advantage of the situation. You’re probably a perfect example of someone who would do something like that." Now Kagome didn’t care about controlling her temper. It was about time someone taught this girl a lesson. She was almost worse than the first guy she ran into!
The other girl’s face went from white to red in less than a second, before it looked like she was about to explode. Which she did right afterwards.
"Don’t say things you know nothing about, slut! I’m going to the office right now, and I’m going to get them to transfer you out of this cabin, you hear?"
Kagome just rolled her eyes. As if they would go through with such an idiotic request. "Whatever. I don’t socialize with hoars. Not that I know anything about it." And with that she dumped her things on the clear bed, and walked out, making sure to slam the door.

What had happened to that sweet personality her mom had been trying to get her to adapt?

Summer Opportunites 1 Backup

AN: Well, here it is. My very first fanfic that I will start and vow to finish. Hopefully. If I don’t I give you permission to smack me, flame me, etc. I really do want to end something I start for once. Anyways, this is my first full piece so please bear with me for corny, fast, or pointless scenes. I’ll have to work my mood up to this. Sometimes my brain is a total blank and a stare at the screen for hours. Knowing my likeness for variety, I like all sorts of OOC parings, like Kag /Sessh, Rin /Sessh, etc. But of course my favourite pairing of all time is currently Sesshoumaru and Kagome. I just can’t help but put the icy lord and the optimistic miko together. Of course, I prefer present time settings as I’m not confident writing about the feudal era quite yet. My knowledge is decidedly lacking in that area. Forgive me for any mistakes or things that don’t make sense. (Example, having a Halloween chapter after a Christmas chapter.) I’ll stop rambling now and get on with it. Please R & R!
Sincerely,
Che-chan
Disclaimer: I hereby announce that I do not own Inuyasha or any of its characters. (Unfortunately)
Chapter 1
She never wanted to come to this camp. She really, really didn’t want to come here at all. But of course, seeing how fate hated her, Kagome ended up being forced to go anyways.
The 18 year old graduate had just gotten over the whole ‘finishing high school’ thing, and was waiting for letters back from the colleges she had applied for, and then boom! Her mom dropped the bomb. Not literally speaking of course. But it might as well have been, considering Kagome’s reaction was just as explosive.
"What do you mean, I’m going to a summer camp? I thought I made it perfectly clear that I wanted to stay home during my last summer at home. What about my plans? My friends! How come you never even mentioned anything about this before?" Kagome took a deep breath and was about to continue ranting, when her mother wisely interrupted.
"Come now, Kagome dear. I thought you would’ve loved to experience something like this. You’ve never been to a camp or anything before on your own for more than a few days time. It’ll be good for you to get away from home during the summer. That way you’ll be broken in by the time you decide on a college and pack up. It won’t be a short term thing honey. I just thought some practice of being away from family and friends would do you good so this whole moving away thing wouldn’t be quite a shock. Please understand, Kagome!"
"Oh, I understand perfectly fine, mom. That’s why I’m refusing. No! I will not be shipped off to some strange camp on a cramped bus full with other people that I don’t know! I wanted to spend the whole summer with my friends before I go away. I won’t be able to see them for at least a few months once school starts again!"
Her mother was the one who took a deep breath this time. It seemed her stubborn daughter was trying her patience. "Listen, Kagome. Whether you like it or not, you are going to this camp. You have no choice in the matter. As a parent I know what’s best. That’s final!"
Kagome sucked in a breath sharply as her mothers words came to her. "That’s not fair!"
Mrs. Higurashi just sighed wearily before walking out of the kitchen. "Life’s not always fair, honey. You might as well get used to it."
And that’s how she had ended up on a crowded bus, hot enough to be an oven. The noise had reached a level so high that Kagome had long given up trying to prevent herself from getting a headache. High-spirited teens chatted loudly to their seating partners as they awaited their destination. It seemed the only person who didn’t want to be there was Kagome herself.
She had pretty much narrowed down the conversations to three general categories for the females. On the girl’s point of view, it was "Oh did you see how hot that guy we passed earlier was? He was so tanned! And his..." Or there was "And then she was like....and I was like oh my god! And then he was like..." Then finally, "Have you seen that new film out? It was like, so lame! I know! I swear, I was so close to walking out...You too? I know...oh my god..."
And so on. Kagome’s life had been degraded to listening to teenage gossip. Gag. She wouldn’t even make the trip there if things kept up like this.
"Hello, there!"
Kagome practically jumped out of her seat, as a voice suddenly spoke up right behind her. She quickly regained her neutral but pleasant composure and turned around to face the cheerful speaker...
...To see a pretty girl about her age with big brown eyes long brown hair done up in a low ponytail. Her grin almost covered her entire face and made her large eyes seem even larger as they sparkled with undisguised mirth. "I’m Hitomi, Sango. It’s nice to meet you."
"Um...Higurashi, Kagome," she hesitantly replied as the girl eagerly shook her hand.
Sango seemed to laugh at her bewilderment. I’m sorry if I seem so forward, but I’ve always been known to be over friendly and introduce myself to random people. I hope I didn’t scare you too much. It seemed her smile could get even wider.
Kagome shook her head quickly, and managed a timid smile. "Oh no, it’s alright. I was just caught off guard, that’s all. It’s really easy to go off into your own world around here."
The girl nodded enthusiastically, before bouncing out of her seat and sliding beside Kagome. "Yeah, I catch myself daydreaming all the time. So, are you excited?"
The sudden change of subject made Kagome struggle for a response before simply questioning, "excited?"
"For going to the summer camp of course!" Sango exclaimed as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "This is supposed to be the best on around Tokyo! They have the largest dojo ever, and a lot of stables where the riding horses are. I heard they even hold competitions!"
The last statement piqued Kagome’s interest. "Competitions? And a dojo?" It was certainly more than she had expected. Her basic view of a summer camp was long hikes, childish games, campfires with marshmallows, and cold baths in the lake. Apparently they had upped the system since then.
"Yes, of course! Almost all the camps have dojos now, even though most of them are small. But this is one of the few camps that actually have annual competitions! There’s some for everything. Sparring, Boxing, archery-"
"Archery?" Kagome squeaked, excitement leaking through her voice for the first time in 5 days.
Sango laughed at the girls constant mood swings. "Yes silly, they have archery as well. Almost any sport you can think of. What did you think it would be like? The stone age?"
The girl blushed in reply and mumbled an excuse before turning to look out the window.
"Well I can see this is going to be an interesting summer."
Kagome turned an indignant look at Sango’s comment, but the girl merely laughed again. "Come on Kagome- san, cheer up! We’re almost there now, and I can show you around. This is my third year at Camp Taisho."
And that’s when the trouble really began.
Fifteen minutes later, an ecstatic Sango dragged a resistant Kagome through the mobs of people to the end of the quickly forming line. It seems you had to go through a whole registration process, identify yourself, and get your cabins assigned.
"Don’t worry, the first day is always a little slow with getting organized, but I’ll make sure to give you a tour so you’re not completely lost. I was always confused where everything was my first year. The Taisho company bought quite a chunk of land to run this camp on. I heard they’re one of the most successful businesses in Japan right now. Imagine what you could do with all that money!"
Kagome could barely keep up with Sango’s constant chatter, and merely nodded her head once in awhile to show she was listening. It seemed the line was barely moving.
"Um...Sango-san?" Kagome inquired as they were almost to the front of the line. "Where are we supposed to go after this?"
"To find your cabins of course! That way you’ll get acquainted with your cabin mate, and unpack so you can explore and remember your way around a little bit before tomorrow when all the activities start."
"Right. Wait, cabin mate? We’re sharing rooms?" Kagome shivered at the thought of sharing her living space with a total stranger. Worse, a strange guy.
Sango seemed ignorant to her inner turmoil, and laughed again. "They don’t have enough cabins to let everyone have their own, you know. People have to share these days Kagome- san. Don’t worry, they’ll only put girls with girls, and boys with boys. That way no incidents occur."
Kagome swallowed thickly and stared at the ground the remaining wait. She must wanted to disappear and go back home where she felt safe. What would happen if she couldn’t handle a couple months, let alone a few years on her own when she went off to college? Maybe her mom was right.
So engrossed in her thoughts, the anxious girl failed to look where she was shuffling forward, and found herself knocking into someone beside her, and fell painfully on her backside with a startled yelp.
Immediately worried that the person she had run into might have fallen as well, Kagome quickly apologized. "I’m sorry, I wasn’t looking where I was going."
"That part is evidently clear. Perhaps you should invest in a pair of glasses," a deep mocking voice spoke above her.
Currently rubbing her bruised tail bone, Kagome’s head snapped up at the rude comment to face a pair of cold amber eyes. "Well excuse me for not paying attention to you enough! Perhaps I should be more careful the next time I bump into you, and knock you to the ground instead!"
As the masculine figure tilted his head, she was able to get a better view of his face when the sun angled differently. She could’ve almost cried out again in shock. This was no ordinary guy! He was the most gorgeous person she had ever seen! Not that Kagome was one to ogle the opposite gender for too long.
"Your lack of manners is grating on my nerves girl. Please desist your attempts to regain your measly pride and close your mouth before something falls into it."
Kagome’s mouth automatically snapped shut as she inwardly fumed. Standing as gracefully as she could, she wiped off the dust on her clothes, and glared at the offending figure before her. "Why don’t you just head off the way you were going before this happened and we’ll both be happy. I don’t take to kindly to qualified jerks like you."
The young man’s eyes narrowed significantly at her bold remark, and he seemed to grow a little more intimidating. "Watch what comes out of your mouth, before it gets you into trouble. You may find that not everyone will take it so kindly." With that, he stalked gracefully off, leaving a gaping Kagome in his wake.
"That asshole!" Kagome growled furiously. Before she could open her mouth to yell an insult after him however, there was a tap on her shoulder.
"You really do have quite a temper there, Kagome- san. But if I were you, I would watch my attitude around guys like him. You could end up seriously hurt one day if you piss someone off too much."
"Excuse me girls, but you’re holding the line up," a stern voice broke through the haze Kagome’s mind had entered, and she quickly became flustered.
"Ah, I’m sorry Ma’am. I’m Higurashi, Kagome." With that matter done, she handed the lady two pieced of ID and received a key along with a cabin number and schedule.
A quick thank you, and a short walk later Kagome found herself in front of a small building, that could’ve almost passed for a regular storage shed. I’m supposed to live in that tiny thing for two months?
After fitting the key and stepping inside, Kagome knew right away which bed she was going to take. That could be because the other one was almost completely covered in suitcases, boxes, and other things which she didn’t care to observe further. It seemed her ‘cabin mate’ had already made herself at home.
"Oh well," Kagome mumbled to herself. It’s not like the situation could get much worse.
And that’s when she met Kagura.
Che-chan
A/N: Yes, I know it’s short. Only four pages. It’ll be longer next time, I promise. If it isn’t I give you permission to bite me. Anyways, a short sweet introduction just to give you a glimpse to the direction in which the story may go. If you don’t like Sessh/Kag or Inu/Kik pairings I suggest you not to read this. Until next time everyone! My updates are very slow, so I’ll warn you now. Check back in a couple weeks. XD