~Dear Maria, (An Inuyasha Story) Count Me In~

There he sat by the well.
The man of Maria's dreams.
His snow white hair blew so carelessly with the wind. The very same hair she had longed to run her fingers through.
She had met him the day she disided to follow Kagome,her fellow classmate,to a strange well. She had be questioning why Kagome had been out so often. She wouldn't believe the lie that had been told to her foolish all this time. No one could be sick that often. She searched her house for something that seemed interesting or would give her a clue to where Kagome was,only to find anchent well. She hopped down the well and found herself in a completely diffrent time period.
The second her eyes caught with the man at the top of the well, she knew she was in love. She had been with the gang for quite time now and her love only grew with each following day. She was to shy to tell Inuyasha her fellings. Besides Kagome practicly has him wrapped around her finger.
Kagome found out about Maria's fellings but had promised not to tell Inuyasha but stated "You should". She had been a great friend to Maria but never knew about Maria's jealosy over her. Kagome spent so much time with Inuyasha. Maria couldn't find the courage to talk to him most of the time, so she only had herself to blame.Kagome had given Maria a photo of Inuyasha she had taken once when he came to the present time. The picture stayed in a locket around her neck, but hidden under her shirt.
That picture now meant more to her then life itself.
She was of low status in the group, for she wasn't very useful but did her best to help anyway she could.
Inuyasha, her love, was the leader of the group, which made him seem that much more unreachable, well that is until that day.
They waited for Kagome to come back from her home. Maria disided to stay because she felt she didn't need to go back. She would only be questioned. She did her best to avoid questions.
"I'm fed up with waiting, she's been gone for almost a week. I'm going to go get her." Maria proclaimed, running out patience. She began to enter the well before she was stopped by Inuyasha grabbing her arm. "I'm coming with you" He stated pulling Maria into the well. She blushed at the very fact he talked to her. She was usually a very confedent girl but choked up in front of people she tried to impress.
She hid her face while trying to climb up the well. Half way upher foot slippedand she fell only to be caught in Inuyasha's arms. He jumped to the top almost effortlessly.
"Be more careful" Is all he said as he sat her down.
"You check her house and I'll check the town." Maria informed him before heading off torwards town.
Hours later she had no luck and desided to return to Kagome's house to see if she had been there. Upon returning she found a peace of paper taped to the door. "Dear Maria, We're in the well." was written across the paper. It seemed to be written in a hurry.
She had jumped down the well with a running start. She was always excited to return to the futal ara.
By the time she got there the sky was covered in a beautiful aray of stars. Ones you could ever back in present Japan. She sighed in delight at the sky. She felt too warn out and desided not to climb the well, she's sleep at the bottem of it tonight.
"Is that you, Maria?" A beautiful voice had just graced her ears, the voice of the man she loved.
"Yes" she stated. Almost a second after her words she was swept out of the well.
As soon as she came into relization of where she was, she lost her breath.
This was surely her dreaming. She had just fallen asleep without reliazing it. At least thats what she told herself.
There she stood face to face in Inuyasha's arms. "How could you take my heart without relizing it?" He asked gazing deeply into her eyes. She had lost the ability to speek at that moment no matter how hard she had tried to give him a responce. She was still in shock. "Why do you have such a gentle touch?" Not another word came from either of their mouths. As there lips had come in contact with one another. They both became lost in the kiss as Inuyasha held Maria as tightly as he could but yet very gently as if he was afraid she would brake. She had finially had her chance to run her delicate fingers through his hair. That night had been the most magical night of her life.