Oi Minna-san! I took rights from this fic from another fan fiction writer, who so generously said I could use the idea, because she stopped updating. ::grins:: Hope you like it~
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Summary- We all know how the story goes... Kagome fell through the well at the age of fifteen, met Inuyasha, and over time they grew feelings for each other... But, what if fate had something else in mind? What if Kagome fell through the well a year earlier... And Met Miroku instead? K/M
Genre- Humor, Romance, Fantasy... You know, the usual.
Disclaimer- I don’t own them!!! WAHAHAHAHA! -sniffle- but you know what? YOU DON’T EITHER!
Notes- ^^ I really liked the idea for this fic, the sad thing is, the author gave up on it because of writers block! -cry- So, I asked for permission to use the idea, and she said I could! And, I would tell you her author pen name... if I could find it anywhere! -sob- Anyways, on with the chapter!
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~Kagome’s 14’th Birthday~
Kagome squealed happily, running out of the house with a piece of toast in her mouth. She was hopping down the stairs of the shrine in concentration, as she struggled to get on of her shoes on, when...
“Kagome! Help me find Buyo!” cried a voice from behind her. Kagome turned around, her green skirt swishing one way and settling back down again, as the raven haired girl eyed her brother in curiosity.
“Hai Souta?” She asked, kneeling down slightly. Souta whimpered, and pointed towards the well shrine.
“Buyo went in there!”
Kagome frowned. Her and her family had lived at the Higurashi shrine with her Jii-chan as long as she could remember. Her grandfather had always liked to make up tails about fantasy that happened long ago, of Youkai and Powerful Miko. Kagome rolled her eyes at the thought. They’re were no such things as Youkai, and it embarrassed her enough to know that she was expected to be a Shrine Miko herself upon age. Her grandfather had always been so loving towards her though, like the father figure she couldn’t remember. But sometimes....
Kagome gazed down at the ‘dragons tail’ in her hand with a sweat drop.
“KAGOME! ARE YOU GONNA DO IT OR NOT??” Souta yelled, snapping her back into reality. Kagome’s gray eyes blinked as she looked at him.
“Nani?”
“Will you get Buyo from the well or not?!” He asked in aggravation. Kagome groaned.
“He’s in there again?... Fine, fine...” She muttered, turning her path and heading towards the old shrine.
She always wondered why the they had a well shrine. A small, wooden cover for a strange well. The wood itself in many parts had grown weak from lack of inhabitation, but as Kagome slid open the door, emitting a loud creak, she saw that the stone well still stood proudly.
Souta whimpered behind her, and Kagome placed a hand on his shoulder, also getting slightly apprehensive.
“B-Buyo?” She called, her voice cracking at the end. Souta narrowed his eyes at her.
“Sis! Go in there and find him!” Souta whispered urgently, and Kagome nodded, slightly swaggering as she descended the haunted- house- like stairs. With each tap of her foot against the wood, a creak or shift of somewhere else in the shrine made itself present. So, when Kagome finally his the dirt ground, a shimmer of echoes had begun to fade away.
“I don’t see him in here Souta...” She murmured, trying to hold of the facade of courage. She strode slowly around the well, and looked around ever corner, in every nook, and through every cranny- and still she didn’t see that blasted cat.
“Oi, sis! Maybe he went inside the well again?” Souta suggested, staying firmly planted outside the doorway. Kagome shivered.
It had happened once before, and she remembered it to. Last year, on the eve of her thirteenth birthday, the same exact thing had happened. She had been studying for a math tests, when Souta had burst into her room, telling her something....
“Kagome-neesan! Kagome-neesan!” Souta yelled, launching himself into her room. Kagome looked at him, startled.
“Daijobu Souta?” She asked, getting off the perch of her bed and walking towards him. Souta whimpered like a puppy.
“Buyo! He went into the well shrine!” He whined. Kagome nodded, and held onto his hand, both to them walking down the stairs.
At this time, Kagome had felt no fear, nor dislike to the old rickety shrine. She never went in it by choice, but when she did she never had any problems. Nope, the reason for Kagome’s fears had started on this very night...
Kagome slid open the door and padded softly down the stairs, her bed slippers not so much as emitting a sound. This was the first thin kagome should have realized- Every time she had ever entered the shrine, the wood had always groaned under her weight- bunny slippers or no.
Kagome’s mind had registered this, but she had paid no attention. looking back on it now, she knew she should’ve.
“Do you see Buyo sis?!” he whined, standing just inside. Yup, back then Souta hadn’t been to afraid either. Kagome shook her head, and was about to suggest that he wasn't there, when Souta piped in once again.
“Can you check inside the well?” He whimpered again. kagome sent a look of discomfort towards the stone circular object. She knew the well was empty, but sometimes it seriously gave her the creeps. But, she didn’t want to look like a chicken in front of her brother, so she lifted herself onto the edge, and peered in.
“Oi, I don’t see any-WAH!” The old stone she had been sitting on gave way, and she toppled over and fell to the bottom of the well. She heard a loud cat screech beside her, as Buyo jumped from his sleeping place, and scampered back up the well. Kagome grumbled.
“Baka Neko...” she murmured, wincing as she felt her ankle, and lightly rubbing it.
“Neesan! Daijobu ka??” Souta called from the doorway. Kagome nodded, and then realized he probably couldn’t see her.
“H-Hai! Go get the ladder from mom, Souta/!” She commanded. Souta agreed, and Kagome could hear his footsteps pattering back up the steps to the shrine. She sighed relief, pulling her legs half way up to her chest, and resting the back of her head against the hard, cool stone.
Kagome closed her eyes slightly, all in all the well house was pretty peaceful, but that’s when her ears tuned into the less clearer things abroad. She frowned slightly, and turned around to face the wall of the well, wondering where that sound had dispersed from. Upon hearing again, she grew slightly worried. Kagome placed her warm hand upon the wall, and was surprised when she got a shock.
“Wh-What’s happening?” She demanded of nothing unparticular. She got startled and fell backwards upon hearing a soft voice, flooding like wisps of gray silver through the emplacement. Everything grew shadowed, and the gray gazing girl trembled with fright.
“Who- Who‘s there?!” She cried, standing up, and pushing back against the wall. She was again surprised, as it was warm to touch. And anxious beyond the depths of the mind when a soft melodious voice erupted into the well.
“What‘s wrong Kagome... Scared?” It asked soothingly. Kagome didn’t answer, nor move- she was engulfed by fright. The only action she made was the uncontrollable trembling that had overcome her.
“ Your a very special girl kagome... did you know that? There is an unfathomable power that lies within your body... But your to young to yet understand what it is. You’ll learn soon enough...”
After such an encounter had taken place, she didn’t dare speak of it ever again... But, she was the oldest, and her mother would scold her for not being responsible of Buyo- so she steadily made her way over to the ledge, and lifted herself up and over it, dropping onto her feet in the well.
As her brother had guessed, there he was, curled up in a small peaceful looking form and fast asleep. Kagome let out a breath that she had been involuntarily holding in, and picked up the cat into her arms. Buyo’s eyes opened automatically, as his ears shot up to full attention. Kagome looked curiously at him, before Buyo turned to her with a small gaze, and jumped from her arms and out of the well shrine, letting out a cat screech. Kagome frowned, and stared up.
Why had Buyo done that? Why, just earlier this morning he had....
had....
had....\had.... had the walls of the well house....
always weaved in and out of colors....
“ S-Souta! SOUTA!” Kagome wailed, looking around.
But she was no longer in the well house, nor the well...
Nor the present...
kagome fell amidst a dimension of space, darkness, vivid brightness, and years of history. The flashed before her eyes so quickly, that before she knew it, she was on her hands and knees, eyes scrunched closed, and gripping the dirt of the ground.
The teenager slowly opened her eyes, readjusting them to the brightness of the sun.
Wait... Wait one collar picking minute...
“The-The sun!? B-but, the well shrine... Where’s the well shrine!?” She asked, staring up at the sky, and beginning to climb up the walls in panic.
“Oh... not good, Not good.... I swear, if this is some kind of punishment... I’ll, I’ll never watch late night TV again! I swear!” She declared. but upon reaching the edge pf the well, and hurling herself up enough so that all weight lay rested in her arms, she stared.
Green midsummer's grass.. pure blue skies... ancient looming tree’s... flowers so beautiful, they should’ve been extinct. A bird landed beside Kagome, and the girl glanced briefly at it, before stumbling out of the well, and slumping down.
“Birdy, I don’t think I’m in Tokyo anymore...”
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Miroku strode nonchalantly through the forest, his staff in his left hand, and his right hand swaying in perfect rhythm to his walk. He had managed to convince yet another wealthy village about the forecast of evil he had spotted looming over the area. Of course... it hadn’t been completely true.... But, a thunderstorm that went on for a while had managed to convince them.
Miroku thanked mother nature inwardly... and then wondered if it would bear her child. Out of no where a tree branch smacked him in the face. Miroku flinched, and rubbed his cheek, a smirk overriding his features.
That mother nature sure was a feisty one.
The Buddhist monk continued his aimless wandering, and soon saw that he was approaching a clearing. Tree’s of all sorts surrounded the area, gracing it with beauty that could never be created at the hands of man, except for the ancient well that sat proudly in it’s center.
“...The Bone eaters well...” He murmured, pacing over to the wood and stone structure. Legend had spun a mysterious tale about this well. The well that had been made of wood from the ancient Time Tree’s. The well that had the power to send one to future’s, or past’s.
The thing was, it had never worked before. Not even for the priestess that had died 49 years ago protecting the village nearby. She was supposed to be remarkably skilled at protecting the Shikon No Tama, the jewel of four souls.
But, along with the priestess’s body, the Jewel had been set to flame, disappearing and bringing with it any chances for demons to expand their power, or humans corrupt theirs. Miroku knelt by the elderly structure, and stroked the wood gently. In return, it creaked due to the slight pressure.
“Well, it is no use for me to dwell on legendary fantasies and myths. Should go...” He mumbled, using his staff as a support to lift himself from the ground.
But just as Miroku turned away, he sensed a strange new presence from the well. It wasn’t evil , yet he couldn’t detect if it was pure either. Turning on his heel, Miroku glanced backwards at the well.
... Well now. That sure as hell didn’t happen every day.
A girl was propped up by her elbows from inside the well, her gaze cat out and looking towards the opposite of Miroku’s direction. From what he could see, she was wearing a strange attire, of which he did not know what consisted of, and had long ebony hair... that of a Midnight colored raven. oh, and of course.... those legs that graced her beautifully... long slender, bare legs...
He could hear her distinct whimper, as she turned to a blue bird that had landed beside her.
“Birdy, I don’t think I’m in Tokyo any more...”
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