So, I've noticed a serious and saddening dearth of Inuyasha-stuck-in-modern times fics, which really are just gold mines for hilarious and entertaining fanservice. (If, of course, they're well written.) What I've written here started out as a kind of drabble, and if someone could beta/cheerlead it for me, I might be able to actually bring in Inuyasha.

Ayumi's day started out well, because her father decided to make waffles for breakfast instead of the usual rice, fish, and miso soup. It got even better when she came to school and saw that Kagome was there.

"Kagome!" she gasped happily upon entering the classroom and seeing the familiar black-haired head sitting in the normally empty seat. Yuka and Eri, behind her, leapt to attention, seeking out their sickly friend like hyenas to the sound of an injured gazelle. The trio rushed to her desk, where she was working on math exercises they'd been done with for a week.

"Hey Yuka, hey Ayumi, Eri," Kagome smiled up tiredly at her schoolmates. "Do you guys have notes I can borrow on this unit? Because I'm not understanding it at all."

"Jeeze, Kagome!" Yuka scolded, putting her hands on her hips and huffing. "We haven't heard word from you in a week and a half, and the first thing you say to us is about schoolwork? That's all you ever think about these days!"

"Well, actually the first thing she said to us was 'hey,'" Ayumi interjected before she was cut off by Eri.

"Give her a break, Yuka," Eri said. "With all the time she spends in the hospital she probably doesn't have enough time to catch up on school work. What was it this time, Kagome? Alice-in-Wonderland syndrome? With your books changing shape or whatever in front of you, it couldn't have been easy to work, especially with the migraines."

Kagome looked disgruntled when Eri mentioned her latest disease. It had become something of a tradition in their homeroom class for the teacher to name and describe whatever ailment prevented Kagome from coming to school that day. They were often exotic and very entertaining, or at least would have been if the class hadn't known that their classmate was suffering through them. Still, several of the guys had made up a contest to see who could guess the disease, with a monetary prize for whoever got the most right. Eri was pretty sure the teacher was a participant. Kagome probably just didn't like the idea of her personal health information being a well known topic.

"Uh, yeah," she agreed. "That's the one. But I'm all better now! And I'd like to take advantage of my time home- by which I mean home from the hospital, or course- to get caught up on classwork. So, about those notes, Eri...?"

Eri sighed. "Fine. You can copy all my notes...under one condition."

"And that is?"

"You hang out with us after school. Karaoke."

Kagome groaned and looked pleadingly at the trio. "I want to Eri, I really do," she begged. "But I just can't afford the time to play around. I need to get as much work done before I have to- before I, um, get sick again. Which may or may not happen within the next two days."

"There's more to life than schoolwork," Yuka snapped back. "When you're old and arthritic, (I mean the normal kind, not the acute case you had in January,) you're going to look back on the best years of your life, and unless you go out and do something, all you're going to have to remember is a hospital room and homework. You need to get out and move girl!"

Kagome laughed. "You're so right," she snorted. "My only memories are of school and home...and the hospital. My life is completely actionless."

"Excellent, I'm glad you agree! You can copy my notes after karaoke."

"Erk. Wait, no, that's not what I meant-"

"Let's make a compromise," Ayumi suggested. Yuka, Kagome, and Eri looked up at her, one with an angry expression, one with a desperate one, and one looking smugly amused. "Kagome will hang out with us after school, but only for half an hour. How does dinner at WacDonalds sound?"

"Yes, that!" Kagome grasped upon the option, not expecting to get anything better. Yuka took slightly longer to decide; she hummed for a few seconds before sighing and folding her arms.

"Fine," she eventually acquiesced. "You can copy Eri's notes at the convenience store across from WacDonalds after the half hour is over. But while we're eating...no talking about school!"

Kagome moaned and clunked her head on her desk. No one else would be willing to wait for her to copy two weeks worth of notes for six subjects. This was probably the best she was going to get.

Yuka subtly fistpumped at her side. With schoolwork out of the way, the quartet could speak more on her favorite subject...Kagome's love life.

And that was how, after an exhausting day of listening to teachers drone on about topics of which Kagome understood nothing, she came to be sitting in WacDonalds with a plate of WacNuggets in front of her. I wonder if there's some way to get them to end this early, Kagome plotted, scowling at Yuka, the mastermind of this little abduction, who was returning from the counter with her WacBurger and salad. He promised me two days, so in reality that probably means until eight o'clock tonight...

"Alright, Kagome," Eri grinned, scooting forward in her seat to lean over the small table, the better to get in Kagome's personal space. "Spill."

"About what?"

"Don't try to trick me, Kagome. Every time you go to the hospital you come back with more drama than an episode of Glee. So what's new? Did the two-timing bastard go off with his ex again? Lose his temper and call you mean names?" Eri cast around for some more dastardly deeds the boyfriend could have committed, waving her hands around appropriately. "I don't know, um, stop talking to you?"

"Inuy- he's not really my boyfriend, and he's not like that!" Kagome protested.

"Ignoring the embarassing fact that Eri watches American soap operas," Ayumi began.

"It's not a soap opera," Eri muttered. "It's a musical high school comedy-drama. And it's good!"

"We'll talk about your barefaced lies later, Eri," Yuka interjected, sitting down next to Eri and setting down her tray. "Right now we're focusing on Kagome's."

"Right. So as I was saying," Ayumi continued. "Whenever you talk to us about him, all you do is rant about how temperamental and immature and selfish this guy is. Or how he's constantly going off with this ho-bag of an ex girlfriend of his. Now, I totally support your decisions, but-"

"Stop," Kagome sighed. "I just...no. I always say that, but it's because whenever I want to go home, he tries to stop me and it just makes me angry, y'know? So I always end up saying the worst things about him to you guys. And no, I don't like Kikyo, but the two of them had a very complicated relationship, and I can't blame him for wanting to see her- I mean, he thought she was dead when he met me!" Kagome didn't elaborate. "Complicated" in terms of Inuyasha and Kikyo was more than these three could handle, even if they did watch Glee.

Yuka blinked and raised her eyebrows. "He tries to prevent you from going home? Kagome, trying to isolate the victim from friends and family is a sign of domestic abuse."

"No, it's romantic." Ayumi argued. "He doesn't want her to go so he can spend more time with her."

Kagome moaned and let her head clunk down on the table. Naraku, Sesshoumaru, a rabid rampaging mantis demon- anything would be better than this!

So seriously. Contact me if you're interested in beta-ing. Anyone.