Summary: What Holidays Bring spin off. Masato Takahashi: Human? Miko? Dog demon? Spider demon? All? Half demon? Full demon? No one knows but no one really wants to know...except him. Masato was conceived from lust. He was bred through his mother's jealousy and possessiveness her insanity. He has to go through darkness and light just to find out WHO he is. Will he choose to remain Masato Takahashi, or will he choose a different path?
A/N: So here's the first chapter of Identity! A list of the character's will be listed at the end of the chapter. I hope you all enjoy!
ALSO, with so many characters I know this story will get quite overwhelming at times, but please try to understand I'm trying. I'm not b/s'ing this at all. I did not dive into this sort of story blindly. I'm trying my hardest to take on a challenge I so badly want to achieve. Well, at least on an okay, or good level. So please, be mature in your critique, and bare with me!
LASTLY, drama is the core of this story, but romance is also very deeply set into the mix. Comedy is also an element. The reason I'm telling you all this is because the drama may be the most overwhelming. Please give it a chance is all I ask of you. Reviews, too, of course. Heh. *nudge, nudge*
Disclaimer: I don't own InuYasha!
Identity
Chapter 1: It Takes a Village
Drip. Drip. Inhale. Drip. Exhale. Drip. Drip.
"Would you quit your whining?"
"I'm not whining, InuYas-"
Sick of him, sick of him.
Beast. Disgrace.
Drip. Drip.
….you were dead, Masato.
Ha ha ha...
"Masato...?"
Drip. Drip. Drip.
…ish you were dead, Masato!
HA HA HA...
"Masato!"
WISH YOU WERE DEAD, MASATO!
Drip.
"MASATO!"
Drip.
"Gr. Would someone fix that damn faucet!? Every fucking night." he growled, kicking off his covers.
Masato was drenched in his own sweat, and his bangs were stuck to his forehead. From how his younger brother, Kazuya, was looking at him, Masato knew he must look worse than he felt. In the doorway of his bedroom stood a tall boy with jet black hair (those dog ears as annoying as ever) much like their mother's, and bright, golden amber eyes like their father's. Or most Takahashi's for that matter.
"But are you really a Takahashi? Huh? Huh, Masato?" Drip. Drip. Drip.
"Hey, you need to get up and take your meds." Kazuya said, leaning against the doorframe.
Masato shot him a glare, "I get enough of this from Mom and Dad. I don't need this shit from you too. I know what I'm supposed to do every morning. Stop reminding me. You're more of a bitch in the morning than Mom, I swear."
Kazuya's face contorted from concern to rage, "Masato-!"
Masato felt his muscles tense when Kazuya took a step forward, but then stopped. Masato raised an eyebrow,
"What? Gonna chicken out?"
They could both hear the sound of small feet running down the hallway.
"As if. You got lucky." he said bitterly.
A three-year-old girl ran into the room. She had neck length silver hair and dog-ears with black tips, and their mother's gray eyes. She wrapped her arms around Kazuya's leg,
"Big brudder, you not going to school! You stay with Mai?"
Kazuya's frown was replaced with a smile, and then he looked down, "Sorry, Mai. I gotta go to school. I promise I'll play with you when I get home, okay?"
Mai pouted, "But Daddy alwedy wit to work, and tits boring!"
"It's, Mai. It's." Kazuya said, running a hand over his face.
Masato laughed. Mai smiled, running over to him and trying to climb up onto his bed. He smiled, picking her up,
"You always know how to make my day, Mai."
She giggled when he gave her a kiss on the cheek. Mai asked,
"Are you staying with Mai? No school?"
"I wish, but I can't." he said. "Tell you what, I'll play with you for a bit before I go."
"Yay!" she exclaimed.
He set her on the floor, "Go get what you want to play with, and I'll meet you downstairs."
"Kay!" she said, running off.
Masato got up, and stretched. Kazuya watched him, still standing in the doorway. Masato took off his shirt as he walked over to his closet,
"You staying to watch me get dressed, or what?"
Kazuya didn't say anything. He just turned, and walked out, slamming the door behind him. Masato gave a laugh, and then continued to undress. Nobody got that it irritated him when they questioned if he did this, or that. Masato had no reason to not take his medication. Did they think he wanted to be this way? If he didn't take it, it was because he'd forgotten. However, that was rare. It'd only happened twice in the seven years he'd been on the pills.
Kagome was never convinced, though. She overreacted whenever he nonchalantly said he would eventually, and that always led to an argument. If Kagome so much as whimpered, his dad or Kazuya jumped in, and all hell would break loose. With all the yelling, Mai would then crying, and that'd end it. If Mai wasn't around, more often than not, a fight would break out. An actual fight. It was never between his father and him, but him and Kazuya.
Masato kicked his closet door closed once he was dressed, and then headed into his bathroom. He didn't bother with his bed hair, and just brushed his teeth. Masato sighed at his reflection. As usual, he had bags under his eyes, his ebony black hair fell into his maroon eyes, which seemed to stare at him with unintended malice. Masato widened his eyes slightly, and his maroon eyes brightened to a dull crimson. It was hard, but if he didn't frown, he wasn't that intimidating. Still intimidating, but not that intimidating.
Masato jumped when he suddenly heard an extremely loud, and deep laugh. It was followed by a woman, hissing insults, and cursing his very existence. Masato watched his own pupils dilate in his reflection. He leaned against the counter, and clenched at the cold surface. From left to right, front to back, he heard voices. A male and female, joining together to give him his daily dose of torment. It hadn't been just Sky for a long time now. If it wasn't him, it was Echo. She'd joined him only a couple years ago. Masato had had to be hospitalized for almost a month, because it'd gotten so bad.
Snapping out of it, he yanked one of the drawers out, and slammed it onto the counter. Seeing how much crap there was, he growled under his breath, and then flipped the drawer over, letting all of its contents fall out. When he spotted his bottle of pills, Masato quickly picked up the bottle, and opened it. He took out a pill, and then popped it into his mouth. Masato easily swallowed it. He turned on the cold water, and then cupped his hands underneath the faucet. Once there was a pool of water, he brought it up, and then splashed it on his face.
"Masato!" he heard footsteps coming up the stairs.
Masato straightened his posture, and then grabbed a towel. He called,
"I'm coming, Mai! Wait downstairs!"
Masato heard her footsteps stop, and after a while, heard them go back downstairs. He sighed, and then dried his face. Masato shoved all of the stuff he'd thrown out back into the drawer, and then slid it back into its place. He didn't allow himself to look back into the mirror. Instead, he hurried out of the bathroom, and out of his room. Masato made his way downstairs, and was immediately met by Mai in the hall leading into the living room. She grabbed his hand, and tried to pull him along the best she could with her small hands. Masato managed to smile, and laugh,
"Hold your horses, Mai."
"Hurry, hurry!" she beckoned.
Masato let her lead him into the living room. He saw a ton of Legos scattered across the floor. She stopped, and then smiled up at him,
"Bwild wit me, big brudder!"
"Alright." he said with a smile, walking over, and plopped down on the floor.
Mai ran over, and sat beside him. She started to stack the blocks. Masato grabbed the blocks, and then started to stack them with her. Footsteps padded into the living room, and then paused,
"Masato, doesn't the tardy bell ring at 8:30?"
"Yeah, your point?" he asked.
Kagome sighed, crossing her arms, "It's already 8:15, and you takes at least ten minutes to get to the school. You also have to consider the fact you have to go to your locker."
"Mom, I know. I'm only going to play with her for ten minutes at least." he said with a sigh.
Kagome huffed, blowing her bangs off her forehead. She studied Masato, and watched as he connected the Legos. His hands shook some, and she took a step closer. Kagome asked,
"Are you okay this morning? Don't get upset! I just want to make sure, Masato."
He stopped, and then looked back at his mother. Kagome looked at him with worriedly, and he sighed. Masato knew she was only doing what a mother should, but this temper of his...it was hard to control. He sometimes got so angry over the stupidest things. Sometimes, they even had to keep Mai away from whenever it seemed like he was having a bad episode. Despite how much it hurt to know they think he'd hurt her, it was for the best, because Masato knew he would not be able to live with knowing he'd hurt his baby sister.
"I took my pill." he replied, looking back to the blocks. "I...can hear them, but it'll go away eventually. Just give me a minute before letting me drive Kazuya and I to school, will ya?"
Kagome gave a small smile, and then nodded, "Okay. If you need, I could call the school if you think you'll be late, or...drive you myself."
"It's okay, Mom." Masato replied. "This isn't any different from any other morning. Don't worry."
He looked at her, and smiled to the best of his ability. Kagome searched his face, and knew the last thing he wanted to do was force smiles for her. She just nodded,
"Okay."
Masato turned back to Mai, and the blocks. For the next fifteen minutes, he focused on helping her build a building that looked like a miniature skyscraper. Mai placed the last block at the top, and then clapped her hands,
"We did it!"
"That's right. I think you might be a promising architect in the future." Masato said with a grin.
Mai cocked her head at him curiously, her small dog-ears perking up with interest, "Artitect?"
"Architect." he corrected with a laugh as he got to his feet. "They're people that draw the designs of buildings, and make them happen."
Mai made an 'o' with her mouth, but she quickly got distracted seeing him pick up his backpack that was by the backdoor. She whined,
"No, big brudder. Stay."
"Maiko," Kagome started gently, walking over, and then picking her up, "don't you want to have fun with Mommy?"
Kazuya came down stairs, backpack already at his shoulder. He walked over and gently rustled her hair up,
"Don't cry. We're going to be back, silly. Is Mom not cool enough for you?"
She just looked at him with a poked out bottom lip. Kagome gave a pout herself,
"Oh, I see. You don't like Mommy anymore?"
Mai's looked up at her mother, and then laid her head on her shoulder. She mumbled,
"I just miss big brudder, and other big brudder, and Daddy, and Mommy, and Mai togathar."
"I know, sweetie." Kagome said, kissing her forehead. "But you know they'll be back. Until then, we can go to the park, or stay home and cook. You like cooking, don't you?
"Mm." she nodded.
Kazuya laughed, "Then have some fun cooking until we get home. We'll eat whatever you made for us."
"Really?" she asked with wide eyes.
He smiled, "Sure."
Kagome smiled, "Alright. Tell your big brothers bye."
She followed the both of them to the door. Mai waved, watching as her brothers headed toward Masato's car,
"Bye, bye!"
They both smiled, and waved back at her before getting into the car. Masato started it up, and then backed out of the driveway. After a couple of minutes of silence, Kazuya glanced over at his brother before speaking,
"Masato?"
"Mm?" Masato grunted, not taking his eyes off the road.
Kazuya took in a breath, "You know I don't try and remind you about the pills to piss you off, right?"
"Oh really? I was sure that was what it was." Masato said.
Kazuya retorted, "I don't-!"
"Relax, Kazuya." Masato said with a grin. "I'm just messing with you. I don't care. Just...I can wake myself up in the morning, and take my pill. Back off. All of you. Nobody gets hurt that way, right?"
He glanced at him, and then back at the road. Kazuya stared at him for a moment, contemplating trying to reason with him that it was only because they were worried, but he knew how short of a temper Masato had. Almost as bad as their father's. So he sighed, and admitted defeat.
With Kita: A Few Hours Later
Dear Mrs. Takahashi,
This letter is in regards to your request to view the notes of Masato Takahashi. I would firstly like to tell you how honored I am to know someone of your caliber would be interested in seeing my notes. I'm a bit surprised you would not want to evaluate such a young man yourself. However, I suppose it is understandable to not want to examine someone close to you, yes?
Masato has been one of my toughest cases in all my years as a psychologist, but I would like to say that he has gotten quite far in these past seven years with his disorder. Of course, there are times where it seems his schizophrenia is seemingly haywire, and uncontrollable. However, there are also times in the year I wonder if he's been miraculously cured. That's never the case, of course, but I like to let him hope. Being a demon, we know these situations are never the same as they would be for humans.
In the past two years, he has had periods within the year where he will not hear the voices for almost a month or two, and then they would come back. I worry, though. It seems each time he relapses, the episodes are worse than his previous small ones. It worries me. Perhaps it is getting worse? Or maybe it is a climax to his illness?
Anyway, I have copied all of my notes from just last winter, and up until now. I hope you find whatever it is you are looking for. If you have any questions, you have my contacts.
Dr. Riko Akiyama, PsyD.
Kita set the note aside, and then pulled the rest of the papers out of the folder. She looked through them all. Masato's episodes were like weather; unpredictable, and seemingly unmanageable. She wondered if it could be that he did not take his medication as directed, but Kagome had been so positive that he was. Why wouldn't he after all? He hated this more than any of them did. There as a soft ding, and Kita pushed all the paper's back into its envelope.
She looked up, and watched as the elevator doors opened. Kita started to head down the hall that she knew led to Sesshomaru's office. The sound of clicking heels approached her,
"Mrs. Takahashi."
Kita stopped, and looked over to see that it was one of the secretaries from the front desk. She gave a smile,
"Yeah?"
"Mr. Takahashi is in a meeting right now, and he told me to tell you he does not know how long it will be." she said.
Kita sighed hearing this. She could imagine whatever he told this secretary was a lot ruder. Probably something like, 'See that she does not search for me.' Kita couldn't help laughing at the thought. The secretary blinked at her, and gave her a confused gaze. Kita cleared her throat, and smiled,
"Okay. Thank you."
The woman gave a bow, and Kita continued down the hall. She hoped InuYasha, or Miroku weren't so busy. Kita had come all the way down here to eat lunch with her brute of a mate, but of course this would happen. Of all things he could've done (e.g. call; send a quick text message), he left a message with a secretary. She'd wasted her time coming down here.
After turning a few corners, Kita came to Miroku's door first. She gave a knock, and after a moment heard Miroku call for her to enter. She walked in, and smiled seeing he wasn't alone. InuYasha sat at the couch, and Sango sat in a chair next to Miroku.
"I wasn't expecting you to be here Sango." Kita said, walking over, and then plopping down next to InuYasha.
She smiled, "You think you're the only one that visits her husband during lunch?"
"Hm." Kita grinned, and then glanced at InuYasha.
He glared at her, "I told Kagome not to come in, because Mai will destroy everything. Remember the first, and last time she came here?"
Sango giggled behind her hand as she chewed her food. Once she finished, she spoke,
"You mean, when you let her out of your sight?"
"It was only for one second!" he retorted heatedly.
Miroku grinned, "Sesshomaru was not pleased to see his niece running into one of his meetings. You're pretty lucky InuTaisho was there."
"Yeah." Sango said with a smile. "Sesshomaru might have sicked the guards on her."
"I wish the bastard would have." InuYasha said.
Kita laughed, shaking her head, "Watch her, and you won't have to worry."
"Says the mother who lost her kid for three days." InuYasha grumbled, picking up the bowl of ramen that'd been sitting on the table in front of the couch.
The room got quiet. Kita's posture straightened, and she looked at her brother in law with threatening eyes. He ignored her, and slurped up his noodles. A twitch of a smile came onto her face, and she raised her hand, smacking him on the back. He started to choke on his noodles. Kita continued whacking him on the back,
"Ha...hahahaha! You're so funny, InuYasha!"
"Hey, cut it out!" he coughed, slamming his bowl down, and then shoving her arm away from him.
Sango laughed, "Not something you should bring up, InuYasha."
"Well all you bastards like to judge my parenting, but don't look at your own reflection." he ranted angrily, wiping his mouth with his sleeve. "When Kiyomi was Mai's age, she disappeared when both Kita and Sesshomaru were home. Perfectly capable of keeping an eye on her. To make it worse, they couldn't find her for three days, and you wonder why she acts like Sesshomaru now."
"InuYasha." Kita glared, pursing her lip in agitation.
"Don't get me started on Yukio." InuYasha continued. "He's worse than Sesshomaru was in high school. Seventeen, and has probably slept with at least three girls already."
"Lies!" Kita exclaimed. "There has only been one girl, and it was because he made a poor choice."
"And you know what they say." Miroku blurted into the conversation.
Sango gave her husband a side-glance, praying he didn't say something inappropriate. Miroku had a smile so bright, you'd think he won the lottery,
"Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back."
Sango smacked her forehead with her hand, sighing heavily, "Miroku..."
InuYasha burst out laughing. Kita pouted,
"That isn't funny."
"Didn't you say there was an argument between him and Sesshomaru when you two found out? He wasn't exactly regretful despite the fact he got into trouble." InuYasha said, wiping some tears that'd fallen from laughing.
She sighed, "I blame you men. He grew up hearing so many jokes like that, it's no wonder-"
"Keh." InuYasha interrupted. "I'm not perverted. No one is as perverted as Miroku."
"Perverted?" Miroku blinked in surprise like this was news. "I merely made an analogy that fit with what happened with Yukio. He's nearly an adult. I don't understand why it's so surprising that it happened? It was bound to. At least he was safe, right?"
"Oh?" Kita asked. "Then you'll be okay when Iva, or Nori, lose it to some guy? So long as they were safe, right?"
"Oh Kami, no!" A horrified look crossed his face, but it quickly smoothed out to a smile. "My girls are responsible. They aren't even thinking of boyfriends right now. Iva and Nori are focused on completing school, and training."
Sango crossed her arms, "What about Natsu? I warned you about that double standard way of thinking, Miroku. If they were here, and heard that, they'd be very upset with you. If you expect something, then it has to be from all of them. Not just the girls."
"But Iva and Nori are babies." he protested.
She narrowed her eyes slightly, "Iva is the oldest, Miroku. Natsu and Nori are the babies."
"Yes, but I really don't have to worry about Natsu. Like me, even though he can seem a bit...charming toward women, he already has his eyes set on one person." he said with a smile.
The room got quiet. Sango sat her apple on her paper lunch bag, and looked at her husband with a bewildered expression,
"What? What's that supposed to mean? He has a crush on someone?"
"Ah.."
She retorted, "What do you mean ah!? Who is it?"
"Good job, Miroku." InuYasha said, shaking his head.
Kita laughed at the distressed look on his face; Sango continued to pry information from him. It wasn't going to be good if Sango confronted Natsu upfront. Kita sighed. Natsu should have known not to rely on his father. She turned her attention away from them, and then looked at InuYasha,
"So how's Kagome?"
InuYasha looked at Kita. He slurped the rest of his noodles down, and then grunted,
"If you're going to ask about Masato, just ask."
"Uh..." she raised an eyebrow. "I thought I asked about Kagome?"
"That's usually code you're gonna bring him up." InuYasha said.
She sighed, "Fine. I got the letter from his psychologist, and I looked at his notes."
"So what?" he asked, turning toward her slightly. "What do you think?"
"Well," she looked at the envelope that sat on the table, "it's really hard for me to tell, InuYasha. After all, these are just notes. I'm not his psychologist."
"Then become his psychologist." InuYasha retorted. "I don't know how many times I gotta ask you."
"And for the upteenth time," she retorted just as fast, "no. I can't do that. Not only is it not recommended to treat family members, but-"
"Bull." InuYasha growled. "It took you, and everyone else, a hell of a time to even acknowledge Masato. He's barely family to you. Better news to you, he's barely blood relation to the Takahashi's. He doesn't have to be anything to you if you don't want him to be, so I don't get why you won't treat him."
"I do acknowledge him as family. Yes, I didn't until long after his first birthday, but I eventually got there." Kita said, breathing slowly so she didn't get angry. "It was hard for everyone. Knowing his true father..."
"Tell that to the woman that easily accepted him as her kid." InuYasha said, standing. "Keh, forget it."
The door opened, and the chatter that'd filled the room silenced. Sesshomaru stood in the doorway with his eyes locked on InuYasha. The way he looked at him, InuYasha knew he'd heard the conversation. He frowned back at him, and then shoved his hands into his pockets. InuYasha left the room, brushing past his half brother none too lightly. Sesshomaru did nothing more but watch him walk off down the hall. He looked back into the room at Kita. She sighed, grabbing the envelope, and then standing.
Kita cleared her throat, and then smiled at Sango and Miroku, "I'll see you guys later."
"Alright." Sango said.
Miroku gave her a desperate look, but Kita just grinned before heading out of the room. Sesshomaru left ahead of her. She followed him down the hall, and into his office.
"Isn't it well past your break?" Sesshomaru asked as he walked over to his desk.
Kita stopped, and put her hand on her hip, "Well, for your information, my last patient cancelled today's appointment. Are you trying to get rid of me, or something? I'm starting to wonder if you're having some sort of affair. You never want me around."
She pouted.
"As if I'd put myself through the trials of an affair again." he said simply.
Kita couldn't help but to laugh at that. She walked over, and hopped up onto his desk. Sesshomaru looked at the envelope in her hand. She sighed,
"It's Masato's files as I'm sure you've heard, mister eavesdropper."
"If you do not plan to assist the boy, then keep out of it, Hoshi." Sesshomaru lectured, looking toward his computer screen. "It's not your problem to deal with."
"Even if you don't acknowledge him as your nephew, Sesshomaru," Kita replied, "he's still InuYasha's son. I only give my opinion based on what I get from Masato's psychologist. Plus, it takes a village to raise a child, right? Why shouldn't I help a little? Helping has always been a thing in our family. Even if Miroku and Sango's kids aren't related to ours by blood, I wouldn't hesitate to help them."
Sesshomaru ignored all her rambling. He didn't look back at her, but narrowed his eyes at his computer screen. She wondered if he was going to lecture her some more, but he said nothing. Figures. Sesshomaru only ever gives his opinion, expects everyone to think it law, and that be the end of it. When she saw how fixated he was on the computer screen, Kita glanced at it, and then back at him,
"How was your meeting? I heard about the new possible merging. Good news, right?"
He still said nothing. Kita observed him some more, and noticed he seemed a bit tense. Agitated, even. She turned to try, and spy on the e-mail he was reading to only have him close out of it. Kita pursed her lips, and then looked back at him to see him watching her.
"What?" she asked. "I only wondered what you were reading that was irritating you so much. You're being unusually secretive today."
"I am not being secretive. You're a psychologist," he replied, "I have no doubt you know what confidentiality is."
"Yeah, but you've never minded me reading your emails before." she said matter of factly.
"I never gave you permission to read my emails."
Kita smiled, "Oh. Right."
The door to Sesshomaru's office opened, and Kita looked back to see InuTaisho. She smiled,
"Oh, hey InuTaisho!"
Anytime she'd seen him, InuTaisho would at least grin, greet her, and ask how her day was going. However, today, he only gave her a nod before looking at Sesshomaru,
"I want you in my office in five minutes."
With that, he turned, and left the room. Kita felt a shiver go up her spine. It was that same feeling you got when you knew something bad was about to happen. She felt Sesshomaru shift, and looked back toward him to see him stand. Kita grabbed his sleeve before he could walk away,
"What did you do? He looks really pissed off."
"I've done nothing." he said, taking her hand from his sleeve.
Kita blinked at him, "I was only joking, Sesshomaru."
She didn't know what the issue was, but Kita figured she better back off for now.
"I'll just see you when you get home." she said, giving him a smile.
Sesshomaru looked at her, but gave a nod. Kita leaned up on her tip-toes, and placed a kiss on his cheek. When he left, Kita sighed. Why was everyone in such a bad mood today?
"Guess I'll head home." she thought before heading out herself.
Shikon High School: Lunchtime
The sound of loud talking, laughter, and screeching cicadas could be heard across the schools courtyard. In the furthest end of the courtyard sat a table surrounded by nine people. A boy with shoulder length silver hair that was pulled back into a ponytail grinned behind a single card. A pair of arms wrapped around one of his, and squeezed,
"Throw it down already, Yukio."
Yukio glanced over at the blonde sitting next to him. She looked up at him with bright blue eyes, and a pearly white smile. His grinned widened,
"Patience, Seika. I want to draw the tense atmosphere out. Can't you feel it?"
Seika giggled, "Yeah, I guess."
"For gods sake, Yukio!" Masato spat angrily, throwing his cards down onto the table.
"Alright, alright. Uno, annnd...I win! Hah!" he laughed.
A bunch of groans could be heard amongst the table. Iva dropped her cards on the table, glaring at Yukio, and Seika who looked glued to Yukio's side,
"I hate this new version of Uno. Why can't you just play by the actual rules?"
"All you're doing is keeping all the numbers in a certain order." Yukio replied. "No one forced you to play."
"I played because there's nothing better to do." Iva grumbled. "There's barely a month of school left, and the teacher's are going easy on us until it's time to review for exams."
"Nerd." Yukio said.
Seika laughed. Yukio grinned as he started to collect all the cards, and then shuffle them. Iva felt the urge to mimic the girl's ridiculously obnoxious laugh, but stopped herself,
"Maturity, Iva. Maturity."
Regardless, Iva really wanted to snap. Instead, she silently fumed, and ran her fingers through her boy cut brown hair, wondering if it was flying again with all this wind today.
"Better a nerd than a manwhore." Kazuya spoke up, grinning when he got his cousin's attention.
Yukio didn't glare, but grinned some more, "Who has the higher GPA again?"
Kazuya's grin fell.
"Oh, oh! I know." a petite girl with light red hair and dog ears, and jade green eyes said excitedly, her ears upward in excitement.
Yukio raised an eyebrow, "You know what?"
"The person with the higher GPA." she answered.
He looked confused, "We just settled that, Renata."
"No." she said, rolling her eyes and laughing at him like he was silly, and then picking up an apple. "I was saying this apple had the highest GPA."
Kazuya laughed even though that was partially an insult to him, "Nice one, Rena."
"Thank you. Thank you." she said, giving a bow."
Yukio gave a heavily sarcastic laugh before beginning to pass the cards out again.
"What type of Uno are we playing next?" asked Kazuya, picking up Renata's apple and taking a bite out of it.
She frowned, "That was mine..."
"Oh." he looked at her, offering it to her. "You want it back?"
Renata glared at him, and he just grinned.
"I say a regular game." Nori said as she gazed at herself in a silver compact mirror.
She examined her violet eye, and then her long, back length black hair.
"As if you'll win when you're just gonna stare at your reflection all day." Masato said.
Nori closed the mirror, and then dropped it into her purse, "I thought I felt an eyelash in my eye."
"Un huh."
She stuck her tongue at him, and he gave her the finger. Nori gasped,
"Masato!"
"Don't get her worked up, Masato." said the boy sitting right beside her.
He was a complete identical to Nori minus the feminine features, long hair, floral fragrance, and pink painted, sequin covered nails. Masato held his hand up when he gave him a look,
"I can't help it, Natsu. It's pretty funny when she gets mad. It's like watching a puppy bark at a shark, or something."
"Because that's perfectly logical, dummy." she retorted.
Masato asked, "Why not?"
"Because puppy's can't breathe underwater!" Nori yelled, her face flushing pink.
He grinned, "What if it's a demon?"
"We're talking about animal's, Masato!"
"Yukio's not an animal? I mean, he's in human form, but he's not an animal?" he asked.
Nori's face turned redder, and he started cracking up.
"Ugh!"
Masato gave a smug smile, "Ugh to you too."
"Natsu!" Nori whined.
He looked like he'd laugh too, but gave Masato another look nonetheless, "Stop upsetting her."
"Got it, boss." Masato said with a laugh, reaching over and stealing a fry off Nori's plate.
She smacked his hand, "Why would you pretty much agree to stop, and then continue to piss me off!?"
"I forgot." Masato said with a shrug.
Nori sat there glaring at him, but said no more. She grabbed her water angrily, and downed a good lot of it. Natsu sighed,
"Nori, don't drink so fast or you'll choke."
Just as he finished speaking, she pulled the bottle from her mouth, and started coughing. Everyone laughed, but Natsu who just sighed and pat her back.
"Are you alright?" he asked.
She nodded, grabbing a napkin and wiping her mouth.
"Alright. Get your cards. I'm looking forward to winning another round." Yukio said, looking through his cards.
Iva sighed when she saw the variety of cards she had...again. She asked,
"Who's going first?"
"We're going clockwise, so...Kiyomi." he said, looking over to the lump in the black, sleeveless hoody sitting beside Renata. "Kiyomi."
She didn't move. Renata turned toward, and poked her arm,
"Kiyomi?"
Everyone could see her inhale deeply.
"What?"
Her voice was soft, and somewhat monotonous. Yukio asked,
"Are you playing again?"
She sat upright, and then looked around with a solemn expression. Kiyomi's long, blood red hair was tucked back into a low ponytail, but her bangs fell into her hazel eyes.
"Rise and shine." Natsu said with a laugh. "You're worse than a cat, Kiyomi."
She only glanced at him before getting up, and then grabbing her things. Natsu asked,
"Where are you going?"
Before anything could be said, the bell signaling the end of lunch went off.
"Oh crud." Yukio dropped his cards onto the table, and then got up with everyone else. "I had a good hand too."
Kiyomi walked away from the table, easily blending into the crowd heading back into the building. Natsu, following with Nori and Masato, not far behind. Kazuya sighed heavily, getting up,
"Welp. Time for gym. Oh, Renata."
"Huh?" she looked over at him, and jump when she saw a red thing flying toward her.
Renata reflexes came in handy, and she easily caught it. She looked down to see his half eaten apple. The juice from the apple (or at least she hoped it was its juice) seeped onto her hand.
"Ew!" she exclaimed. "That's gross, Kazuya!"
He laughed, grabbed his things hurriedly. Renata moved away from the table, and aimed the apple at him. He got behind Iva, holding her in front of her,
"You wouldn't hurt, Iva, would you?"
"Kazuya, stop. We're gonna be late for cla-aha!" she laughed when felt his claws press into her side. "Let go, that tickles!"
He grinned, momentarily forgetting about Renata, "Oh, it does?"
Kazuya purposely pressed his claws lightly into her side, and grinned when she went into a fit of laughter. Renata huffed, clenching at the apple unconsciously. She grabbed her stuff, and went over to the trashcan. Renata threw it in, and ran toward the building, hoping to catch up with Kiyomi. They all, unfortunately, had gym together, but most of the time Kiyomi found some place to take a nap in. Renata usually stuck with her, and today was going to be no exception.
Meanwhile, Kazuya continued to tickle Iva until she finally managed to break free of him. She pointed an accusing finger at him, panting,
"Do you want us to be late!?"
"We're not gonna be late." he said, grabbing his things. "Let's go."
Yukio, and his girlfriend walked ahead of them back into the building. Kazuya and Iva followed not far behind.
A/N: I didn't like this chapter at all. It was harder to write than I thought it would. Ugh. *sigh* I hope at least some of you liked it, and come back for future chapters. Anyway, here's the characters:
Yuta = Naomi/some dude (18)
Yukio = Sesshy/Kita (17)
Masato = Kikyo/Naraku/InuYasha (17)
Iva = Sango/Miroku (16)
Kazuya = InuYasha/Kagome (16)
Kiyomi = Sesshy/Kita (15)
Renata = Naomi/Bankotsu (15)
Natsu = Sango/Miroku (15)
Nori = Sango/Miroku (15)