Hey guys...this is my second fic...deleted my first because of its cheesiness! I hate cheese! Anyways...hope you enjoy! Here's the first chappie. And please...please please please please pleeeeeeeeeeeeease review! Oh...and go easy on me...i'm very very sensitive too ya know!
(1st shot)
Into the theatre of the mind
It was just like any other day in the same old dinghy café in the same old city, Tokyo. The butt-grilling heat was the 'hot' topic of discussion lately….newspapers, TV advertisements, posters, billboards…all and sundry talked about the heat which made it all the more hot and intolerable. Twin pools of chocolate brown scanned the innards of the similar place she worked in. Most of the tables were occupied by couples, both happy and sad. Others were tortured by either screaming kids and equally screaming groups of adults! A delicious aroma of oden floated in the air along with other palatable delicacies.
What would you expect? It was the famous Mushin café after all, known best for its outstanding oden and wanton soup.
"Order up, Kagome?" a woman from the kitchen window chirped.
Kagome broke from her trance and turned to face her, "Oh! Thanks Kaede."
Kaede noticed the unusual paleness, "You okay Kaggie?"
"Oh um…I'm fine Kaede….fine." Kagome laughed nervously taking the tray of food. "Heat's growing on me! Okay….so table five eh?"
She scooted over to the corner table with her usual balancing act.
"Here you are sir." She chimed.
The doorbell clanged as another two familiar customers walked in.
"Hey Kagome!" the girl greeted the waitress.
"Oh! Hey Sango!" she lit up "Oh, and Kohaku! My my, someone's grown so tall!"
Kohaku sheepishly grinned and managed to choke out a 'Hi' in embassment.
Sango nudged her brother and piped in, "Kohaku will soon be going to college and….he's got a girlfriend too! Her name is…."
The young boy couldn't have turned any redder. He intentionally stepped on his sister's foot to shut her up.
She 'Ow'ed and bonked him in the head. "Whadya do that for?"
Kagome couldn't help bursting out into peals of laughter. The usual 'sibling show' Sango and Kohaku would always put up amused her to no end. It reminded her of her fights with Souta, her younger brother.
The girls started off doing their thing, talking about girl stuff, the unusual change in the atmosphere, clothes, books, bags, shoes, Miroku.
Speaking of Miroku, if asked to describe him in one word would, it would definitely be "Hentai!"
He was downright perverted and went around groping every object having legs and ahem!
Not to mention he was incredibly good looking and his charming methods of winning over women did not spare Sango either. She was immensely in love with him and so was he.
Except the part that he would never be seen without a lump in the head or a tattoo of Sango's hand-print in the face whenever they were together.
Minutes rolled by and the girls chatted away.
There were tables to be attended to, stains to be cleaned, dishes to be washed and mouths to be fed.
Kohaku's stomach shamelessly growled and turned heads.
"Umm….Sango, I'm starving!" he mumbled.
The young waitress clicked her tongue, "Oh, I'm so sorry!"
She zoomed past the angry and the busy tables and burst into the kitchen taking Kaede and the others in for surprise.
"Kaggie! It's Okay, okay? It's okay to get a life for a second ya know" Ayame remarked.
"Oh, stop 'okay'ing me Ayame. And it's not okay to zone out in between shifts. Oh Kami help! So much work left!"
"Ugh!" the other huffed "Talking to ol' pals when you meet them is not called zoning out ya know! Refer to the modern day dictionary!"
"Oh phuleez" Kagome rolled her eyes. "Gimme a break from your intellectual shit!"
"Girl, you are always working and never taking a day off!" Jinenji joined in.
"Oh cut the crap tall stuff and gimme the rug!" Kagome spat at him impaitiently. "I've got tables to clean!"
"I'm tellin' ya Jin, the way she works will make her age faster." Ayame turned towards Kagome who was pre-occupied with café duties.
"You mark my words over-timer ! You're face is gonna be so screwed up with wrinkles and dark patches that even all the cheesy creams of the world will not be enough! People will go about makin' yo mama jokes about ya and you'd never get to walk down the aisle!"
Immediately the rug dropped from her working hands. Eyes open wide and a horse galloped in her chest. Tears threatened to spill.
"Never get to walk down the aisle….get to work down the aisle…..to walk down the aisle…..walk down the aisle…..down the aisle….the aisle…aisle…."
That particular sentence turned on the green button to the deepest darkest memories of her heart.
The lights went off, the camera rolled; the curtains glided up and then began the moving picture of the life of Kagome Higurashi. Starring Kagome and her….!
In the whole theatre sat one person….just one….Kagome herself.
"Where am I?" came the usual silly question but realization soon dawned and her alarming eyes softened.
"I'm in the theatre….of my own mind!"
Aisle….marriage….love….
The huge white screen portrayed the spectroscopic view of her past….how colorful it had been…with him around.
"Inuyasha." The word left her mouth barely audible. She realized how much she missed the sound of his name in her voice and the sound of her name passing his lips.
"Kagome."
She turned around and found him. There he was, the same, the one and only, Inuyasha.
The man who had captured her heart and had torn her apart in a wink.
Her hands automatically reached out to touch his frame, but he dissolve into thin air.
"Kagome." Again he spoke out her name in his husky and seductive voice.
Her eyes scanned the whole area in desperation to feast in the sight of his visage.
"Where are you? she pleaded.
"Whadya mean where I am? Kagome….I'm here….Hello? Kagome?"
An object shaped like a human hand oscillated in front of her eyes. Her sight was clouded. With what? Her hands went up to rub her eyes and came in contact with something watery. Tears?
"Kaggie….stop being so sensitive and quit bawling yer eyes out. It was just a joke!"
The whole working staff had gathered around Kagome.
"Ayame….you seriously need to watch your mouth."
"Ayame strikes again!"
"Ayame! Quit buggin' Kagz wouldya?"
"STOP!" Kagome screamed. Numerous pair of eyes widened. "It's not Ayame's fault 'kay? I was the one acting weird…not her!"
Ayame sneered at them and put up a told-you-so attitude, going back to minding her own business.
"Gee….we're just tryin' to help!" commented one of them as they scattered and went back to their work.
In the meantime, Kaede had observed the whole episode and her wise, scrutinizing mind was sharp enough to grasp the ultimate explanation to Kagome's sudden change in behavior.
So she left some eggs to boil and walked towards her youngest staff member who had already resumed her position, only slower this time.
"Kagome." She spoke in a gentle womanly tone "I dearly hope you have dealt with the fact that he is never going to come back!"
A silent lone tear made its way down the waitress' pale cheek but she ignored it and continued with what she did best…cleaning tables and taking orders.
"Kagome. It's no use my dear. You've had your chance. Face it!" she said a little sterner than before.
Unable to force out a reply, "Kagome, look at me." Reluctance dominated at the first try.
"Look at me Kagome!" this time a pair of angst-ridden eyes looked up directly into the woman's face.
"I can't Kaede…..I-I can't!" and she gave in to sobs "If only…."
There it is! The first chappie!
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