Never Wish Upon That Damn Star

Summary: People say that if you wish upon the first star on a night of the full moon, your wish is supposed to come true. I didn't believe a word they said. But hell did I regret that. Well... let's just say, I got my wish. Ironic, huh?

The Wish and Another World

Ever since I was little, I loved (not as in obsessed over) manga and anime. Especially the manga and anime series; Inuyasha. I don't really know why, just do, I guess. I always wondered though; What would it be like in that story? What would I look like as an anime character? Would I be a main character with an important role? So many questions, but honestly not enough time to really find any answers. But let's just get to the point already.

I am now fourteen years old, almost fifteen as of seven days from now. School has just ended, so I have the summer to spend time reading, writing songs, and working at the local animal shelter. Or so I thought... you see, there's this guy I work with; His name is Blaine Evans. He's sixteen, thin, lean and quite attractive. A self-proclaimed Casanova. But dear God, is he an undeniable pervert. Honestly, when I reminisce on how things came to be, it really is his fault I ended up here to begin with.

Now let's look back and reflect on things of how I ended up in Feudal Japan, being pinned to the ground by a majorly pissed off Sesshomaru, shall we? You see, it all started out when Blaine and I were stuck together after work, alone, forced to lock up, that he just had to reach out and grope my ass.

"Can you hand me the keys? I'll lock up in the front if you can check out the puppies' ken-" I cut off and froze up, blinking.

Something that felt all too familiar was slowly making its way up and down my butt in a caressing manner, before it squeezed my left buttock. My right eye began to twitch as I realized EXACTLY what that something was.

Why the little..!

I spun around and backhanded my co-worker as hard as I could across the face. Blaine tripped over his own feet from the sudden blow to his face and crashed into a stand of flyers, sending the papers flying everywhere. A red hand print quickly began forming on his cheek. "Holy shit, damn girl, you hit hard!" Blaine yelped, beginning to rub his face and glare up at me.

"You disgusting pervert! I thought I told you to keep your hands from me!"

My face was hot with rage, my fists clenched tightly into balls of fury. There were so many occasions I had I told him to keep his lecherous actions to himself, I had lost track of the exact amount. It surely was enough though, that's for sure! But I guess I had myself to blame as well, considering I let my guard down, turning my back to him for even the slightest of moments, when I knew exactly how he was. But that still didn't excuse the lewd things he did to me.

"It's not me, it's my damn hands!" Blaine protested, gathering himself up from the floor, acting as innocently as he could manage. "They yearn for the touch of a beautiful girl, such as yourself..." He trailed off teasingly, licking his lips and began leering at me with a hungry look in his eyes.

"Besides," Blaine continued, taking a step towards me, my instant reaction to take couple of steps back until I felt myself bump against a wall, "don't you want to get to know each other better?" He placed the palm of his hand against the wall next to my head, leaning into my face with a smirk tugging at his lips as he said under his breath, "Because I want to get know you, in more ways than one..."

A hot blush spread across my face, burning with embarrassment and growing anger as I growled darkly, "Not even if you were the last person on earth, you bastard." I brought my leg up, kneeing him right in the gut, Blaine jerking back immediately and falling to the ground clutching his abdomen in pain. I gave him no chance to recover as I chucked the keys I had held in my left hand down on his head in rage. Then I spun around on my heel and stormed off out the back door.

That fucking sick, perverted, bastard! How dare him!

I flung the back door to the building open and slammed it shut behind me, then stomped out to the grass area where we brought the dogs out on sunny days to get some exercise. I sat down in my usual spot, the bottom step of the patio stairs, and yanked my name tag off the corner of my shirt and threw it as far as I could, losing it in the dark.

This was my favorite shirt; a forest green shirt with a slightly plunging neckline, which now had a tear on the corner of my right shoulder. I pulled my skinny jean clad legs up to my chest, hugging them tightly as my eyes drifted down to my converses.

With my chin rested on my knees, I began wishing that Blaine would be unconscious when I went back inside. I smirked bitterly, imagining him sprawled out on the floor, a red bump visible between his eyebrows.

"Serves him right..." I muttered under my breath.

It was funny how he was exactly like a certain monk in one of my manga series.

I bet Blaine puts Miroku to shame, being as he's more persistent and sick minded.

I looked up, and for the first time in ages, gazed at the very faded sunset and searched for the first star in the golden gray sky. A dim memory of my mother telling me that the first star in the night sky was my special guardian angel arose, remembering how she had told me if I ever felt alone or was in trouble, just to ask of its help and I would receive it. And that if you saw the first star in the night sky and made a wish upon it, your wish would come true. I thought it was ridiculous, and didn't ever believe her.

Now, I wish I had.

I still missed her so very much. It only seemed like yesterday she was well and alive, smiling warmly and lovingly down on me as she tucked me into bed and kissed my forehead goodnight.

I sighed.

Her, my father, and little sister had all been killed in a car accident four years ago. My older brother, Bram, and I were the only survivors. Our parents had jumped to us and wrapped themselves around us, protecting our bodies with theirs', which had ultimately saved us. Bram had suffered from a number of burns and broken bones, but nothing too serious to where it left any reminders. My younger sister on the other hand, had been less fortunate. She had inhaled so much toxic gasoline filled smoke, as well as suffered from fatal injuries. Being so young, she didn't have enough strength to fight against death's hold on her and had died on the way to the hospital.

I though had escaped the accident, completely unscathed, still a tremendous weighing mystery on me. I could almost vividly remember the excruciating pain of something sharp piercing one of my lungs and the suffocating feeling of blood blocking my airways. I had felt many cuts, gashes and bruises form on my body, but all I had to prove from it were already long healed scars.

I never did get an explanation.

Weeks later, after having mourned the loss of my family and the comatose state my only surviving sibling was in, I began to hear odd things. The soft sound of a flute playing a lamentation could be heard wherever I went, and only ceased when Bram awoke. Being as he had just become eighteen only days before the crash, he had taken custody over me as my guardian.

I shook my head, clearing my mind of those awful memories before tears began to spill from my eyes. There was no point in grieving over what I could no longer fix nor change.

I searched the sky with my eyes, finally coming across the only star within my sight. The first star of the night of a crescent moon. I sighed, shaking my head slowly and closed my eyes for a moment.

I can't believe I'm wishing on something this, but here goes nothing...

"Star light, star bright, the first Star I see tonight," I whispered softly, blushing at the ridiculousness of my actions, "I wish I may, I wish I might, Have this wish, I wish tonight." I squeezed my eyes closed even tighter, and very quietly said in my mind, I wish I could leave this world behind and become a part of the story Inuyasha... I slowly opened my eyes and sighed to myself for wishing for such a stupid and impossible thing.

I unlocked my hands from around my knees and stood up. "Not that anything I wish for ever comes true..." I mumbled doubtfully and sadly, turning my back to grass area. As I began to place my foot upon the middle step on the staircase of the patio, a sudden large gust of wind seemed to reach out and jerk me back.

"What the..." I gasped, struggling in vain against the torrents of wind as I felt myself lifted off the ground and thrust backwards towards a fuchsia colored spiralling vortex, that seemed to have had appeared from out of nowhere.

"So you have wished it,

so it will be,

a wish for a world full of danger let free,

of demons and battles for the Shikon Jewel,

to rain in a true flight, nevermore,

your journey, young Raven, has only just began..."

A vaguely familiar woman's voice rang around me, carrying me off further into the unknown. I twisted through what seemed like endless whirlpools of light, unaware that my body was slowly, but surely, changing. My heart beat faster as everything kept growing brighter and brighter until it was too much for my eyes to handle and I began to grow dizzy and lethargic, yet so... animated inside. There was no other way to describe it this mind blowing feeling.

I blame you, Blaine... My thoughts trailed off into nothingness behind me, as everything around me began to grow dark, the last thing I saw before I blacked out was a single crisp leaf floating down from a tree above me.

My first chapter of my first story, I'm really excited, but take it easy on, this is my first story so reviews to tell me how I did are appreciated. And if anyone figure it out, I poked a joke at my character's name, which is Raven, through a hint towards Edgar Allan Poe's poem 'The Raven' at the end.