Toying Around | By : dragonlorelei Category: InuYasha > General Views: 5145 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Disclaimer: Don’t ask me where I came up with this idea. I vaguely recall a movie with a plot sort of similar to this (well not really, but sort of). Anyway, I obviously don’t own Inuyasha, so don’t sue me.
Prologue: The Joys of Cleaning
Wading almost knee deep in dirty laundry, Kagome knew it was time to clean her room. She'd let it go and now it was far beyond any mess she'd seen before. Then again, a nice soak in the tub sounded very nice also. She weighed her options. As good as a bath sounded at the moment, an orderly room was much more beneficial. She might be able to walk to her bed without kicking clothes out of her way to make a path. But still, the porcelain tub lurked down the hall, tempting her with promises of relaxing hot water and a foot scrub.
Just go take the bath, she thought. Honestly, it isn't as if you've cleaned your room in the last year anyway.
The sensible side argued, All the more reason to do it now.
With a sigh she plopped onto her bed, wondering where to begin. The closet. No, she didn't want to overexert herself right away. And who knew what would fall on her head from that sorry excuse for a storage space. Maybe under the bed. She peeked beneath, and then abruptly decided a professional might be a good idea. People who were paid to deal with such disgusting things as what was under her bed.
Tightly she closed her eyes and readied herself for what she knew was to come. Taking a huge breath she began to gather things to her chest clearing part of her bedroom floor.
Three hours later Kagome had emptied the room of all her dirty clothes, hanging them up in the yard to dry on the line after a thorough washing. The space beneath her bed had been a territory she hoped to never explore again, but she'd conquered it with determination. All in all, the cleaning had been something of a success. Except for the closet. She hadn't worked up the nerve to try cleaning her closet, but now that she'd finished everything else, she couldn't bring herself to leave it be.
And yet something nagged at the back of her mind. She just couldn’t shake the feeling that she was going to find something she didn’t want to unearth. Something big, something exciting. And God knew she needed something exciting in her life now. Ever since her boyfriend of two years had broken up with her four months ago, she’d be depressed and lonely. She needed something to spice up her life.
But once she had actually dredged through the debris of her closet, she was sorely disappointed. Besides a pile of trash and clothes that didn’t fit anymore, there wasn’t much. A box of sentimental items, a few books she didn’t even realize were missing, and an assortment of knick-knacks that would surely find their way back into her closet. Rummaging through her room, replacing things to their proper places, she was hit by a sudden sense of nostalgia. She glanced at the box of keepsakes from her childhood. It had been so long since she’d actually looked at anything in there. Maybe it would bring back some happy memories.
She sidled herself beside the box. Her hand lightly ran over the top, rubbing away a thin layer of dust. It really had been a long time. Opening the lid, a faint smell of sandalwood rose up from the inside confusing Kagome. She had never liked that particular scent, so there was no conceivable reason her things should reek of it. Pulling out a few familiar items she sat back at wallowed in remembrance. Pictures of her family starting lining up in front of her.
Souta. He was such a funny little kid.
Too bad he had to grow up.
Doing all of those grown up things like getting a girlfriend and high school.
And Grandpa. Especially Grandpa. Her eyes stung a little at the thought of him.
God.
It really had been a long time since she’d really thought about him.
Mom.
She really hadn’t changed that much except for the added gray to her hair. She still lectured about Kagome’s future and gave all the right advice when she needed it. Kagome really was lucky when it came to the family department.
Aw. Sango and her as children. They really had been cute when they were little. Best friends as children they still kept in touch with each other even in college. But they grew up. Sango was seeing some guy she met in a class, and Kagome was still trying to assimilate herself to the single life. Why couldn’t she just turn back time?
Or better yet, find a completely gorgeous man to sweep her off her feet.
Rolling her eyes she continued plundering the box of its contents. A few letters, a necklace from the third grade, and some other odds and ends. One of her favorites was the teddy bear her first boyfriend had given her. Sixth grade. Oh the memories. Even if it had been just holding hands on the playground and playing adult, she still wished she could go back to the innocent days of her youth.
At least when you were little they didn’t usually leave you for a chick with a tongue ring.
Throwing the teddy to the side she found something she didn’t quite recognize. A doll. At first she thought it was a girl until she realized it was not unlike Barbie’s boyfriend Ken. But something was wrong with him. His hair was a long black, not something you found on the usual Ken doll. And he was decidedly not a product from Mattel. She couldn’t even think back to when she had gotten this particular doll. She’d thrown all the other ones away when she was twelve, and couldn’t recall any that she had kept.
Eyeing the toy up and down she almost pulled down the pants like she did when she was little, but refrained when she remembered how childish that was. Grown women didn’t do that kind of thing.
If he didn’t have such a pissed look on his face, he would make a pretty hot person in real life, she mused to herself. Kagome snorted. What was she thinking? You must be pretty low to fantasize about a doll, she thought. I need to get laid. Placing the things back into the box she kept the toy with her. Taking one last look at him she didn’t even know she was thinking it until she was speaking the words aloud.
“I wish you were real.”
Throwing the toy onto her bed she started to leave the room. Until she heard the small ripping sound, almost so faint she wouldn’t have turned if not for the grunt that followed it.
Quickly turning to the noise she almost let out a scream at the site before her.
A very large, very naked man was lying on her bed looking as confused and as startled as she felt.
She didn’t faint, but she did fall speechlessly to the floor, eyes wide with wonder.
Wide dark violet eyes stared back at her.
“Who are you?” he asked.
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