Who is Who by Rachel

Switcharoo

Author's note: This is an iffy story that I'm going to try and post again. I hope you guys like it. If you have any ideas to add in go ahead. People usually have better ideas like that. Anyway, this is an experiment and my horrible try at doing fanfiction. Also afraid the idea isn't very original.

Switcharoo

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The circumstances Kagome found herself in made sense when she calmed down and considered the actions that created it. Sadly, she was not even close to being calm. A panic-stricken Kagome was the only person who really knew what had happened, but she was in no mood to talk. Not like she was with anyone to explain, anyway.

Everything had changed in a matter of seconds; milliseconds, in her mind. One moment she was sound asleep in Kaede’s home with her group. The next moment, she was standing up right. Slightly taller, and slightly less female. It had all seemed like a dream, a nightmare. A very freaky nightmare. No longer was she Kagome Higurashi. No, no, it was horrendous. She was now a powerful, male, demon lord named Sesshoumaru.

Still in panic mode, Kagome had done everything to make sure it was true. She had investigated the sharp nails that protruded from her fingers; ran her thumb over the magenta stripes on her wrists; checked the red, sakura pattern on her sleeve; brought the longer silver tresses—amazingly softer then hers—to her face. Then, the truth beyond truths…the strange, new—large—appendage that hung between her legs. The whimper of horror that entered her ears was as bizarre and nightmarish as the rest of her new body; maybe even more so.

For whoever has heard the great demon lord whimper!?

After ten minutes of standing still, tense, and unmoving as no human could ever do; her mind started to calm. Alright Kagome, she began, too afraid to speak using Lord Sesshoumaru’s voice. We can fix this, we can think this through. Who knew her motivational skills actually worked? First of all…how did this happen?

Unable to stand any longer, Kagome slowly and awkwardly walked Sesshoumaru’s body to a tree and somehow feeling guilty she couldn’t do his royal gait justice. Finally sitting down, she made sure to prop up her arm on her knee just as she remembered him doing. She was sure that Lord Sesshoumaru would kill her if she made him act anything less then perfection. He was probably going to kill her anyway.

Lord…Sesshoumaru? Are you in here with me? There was no answer. Kagome stopped breathing, panic starting to kick in again. If he’s not here, where is he!?

Oh no, no, no, come on Kagome, don’t panic, let’s think this through. I know how it happened…I thought it had been a dream, but I know. I know that I know.

Kagome closed her eyes, which she was confident were golden, and thought back on how this had all happened. She had been sleeping. Yes, that is how it started. Then, a feeling had overwhelmed her. A very familiar feeling, a pain in her chest. Someone ripping her chest open and getting a hold of her very soul and pulling. Pulling, and pulling before it was ripped away, leaving her empty.

Kanna’s mirror.

That was the only answer! Naraku trying to take her soul!

Something went extremely wrong!!!!