Yeah, another update! I feels so great to have another story. I'm defnitely happy with the beginning of this one so, with a huge grin, let's go!
Ah yes, thank you for reviewing last chapter :)
Kikyo woke up, staring at the ceiling. This is was insane. Beyond insane, impossible. It had been just a week. Seven days, has it been? she wondered to herself. Only seven days. Her err...let's see... third day living as a wife. And to think that she had dreamed of her wedding day. Laughable, really.
She dragged herself out of her comfortable bed and groaned. She stepped out of her room and saw Inuyasha sipping a cup of coffee. She walked to the laundry machine and took out her ironed school uniform placed neatly on the machine. It was monday, so it was another schoolday. Normal, to her relief. He glanced her way then picked up the newspaper and read. She took her clothes in her arms and headed to her room until Inuyasha stopped her.
"Hey honey!"
She turned to him. He now was smiling at her. She scowled at him. She breathed out loudly and stalked into her room. She hated it so much when he called her that. Walking into her room, she locked the door behind her and slipped into her uniform and freshened up in her new bathroom. She walked out and brushed off her uniform. She heaved up her backpack and turned to her husband.
"Why don't you clean the house while I'm gone? Especially the kitchen, it's so messy." He was about to protest, but Kikyo quickly left.
While she was walking to school, Sango walked up to her friend, smiling slightly. "So, did you enjoy your week Kikyo?" Kikyo sighed.
"Seriously?" The two were nearly at school and Sango was staring at her friend. Kikyo looked at the ground. "Yup, believe it or not." "I remember you talking about Inuyasha at one time...I guess it's too bad that he's changed so much..." Sango thought aloud. Kikyo lowered her eyes. Yes, Inuyasha had changed. It was almost like she never knew him before.
"People change," Kikyo stated.
The two walked in silence until they reached the tall building.
"Do you have gym?" Sango asked, to changed the topic of conversation. Kikyo nodded."Yeah, I think I have the run today...I hate gym..." Sango glanced at her friend with question.
"Why, you're a great athlete!" Kikyo leaned her head back and gazed at the sky. "It doesn't mean I like it..." she replied.
The two were a the doors of the building and Kikyo heaved it open. "C'mon, let's go." In easy sight, theysaw the school jock, Miroku. The girls blushed, you could see his handsome face trying to get the crowd of girls around him to calm down. "Ladies, why don't we go to class?" he asked. Somehow, he and Kikyo locked eyes. At first, Kikyo could feel frozen in her spot, her legs ready to give out.
Miroku, the school's main man, as looking at her? A smile slipped through his lips. Kikyo could've melted. She smiled back too. Sango bit her lip and tried to move Kikyo to class, but the Kikyo kept smiling blissfully. Miroku's face turned to a certain girl pushing her way through the crowd. Kagura. She possesively took his arm and his face fell.
"Alright, you sluts, move!" she yelled. The girls scattered and Kagura's zombie followers walked behind her. The two friends scooted off to, both of them very scared.
Kikyo leaned down and washed her sweaty hands in the sink.
(Note: In Asian schools, like China, Japan, and Korea, school's have a sink outdoor. The tub of the sink is wide and there are multiple faucets so students can wash their face, hands, etc. all at once)
Being on the track team, she had just finished running a mile around the school. Sweat was sticky on her forehead and underarms, and she could feel it. Gross.
Dang, I forgot my deodorant...did I forget my towel too?! She started to beat herself up. After she got married, the smallest thing would set her off.
A friendly voice interuppted her thoughts. "Do you need a towel? You can borrow mine."
Kikyo's heart stopped for a moment and she lifted her eyes to see a boyish face looking down at her. "Miroku...hi." He handed her his towel and she swallowed. "T-thank you..." she muttered. He bent down and washed his face. When he wasn't looking, Kikyo brought the towel to her nose, smelt it, then happily dried off her hands on it. When he brought his head back up, she handed it back to him and smiled.
"Thank you," she repeated. He smiled at her. He took it politely and wiped his face on it. Kikyo nearly sqealed. He had such charm, no wonder the girls loved him!
Miroku breathed in happily and looked at her with smiling eyes.
"Do you want to go my baseball game on Friday?" Kikyo blushed deeper and nodded. He reached around to his back pocket and pulled out a free pass. Kikyo looked at him, then the pass.
"I thought that jocks only get one ticket to give to someone." Kikyo thought that he had a girlfriend...
He shrugged. "Kagura hates sports, so I'm giving it to you." She nearly grabbed the ticket out of his hands, but somethig held her back. Was it guilt? An image of Inuyasha flashed her mind for barely a moment. Who cares? she asked herself. She didn't like Inuyasha anyway.
Miroku smiled and took her hand. "I know that you're still wondering why I chose you." Kikyo blushed at the contact, but managed to keep her cool. She shrugged. "Tell me, then."
He was grinning now, showing off all of his perfect teeth. "Will you be my girlfriend?" She looked up, wideeyed and shocked. That guilty feeling srung up again and she bit her lip.
Miroku's facefell, reading her face. "It' ok, you don't have to be..." he said softly, looking at his feet childishly. "No!" Kikyo exclaimed.
"I want to! Yes, I want to be your girlfriend!" she said quickly.Miroku grinned and put his arm around her. "Wait," she said, taking his arm off of her. "What about Kagura?"
Mirok shrugged. "I'll break-up with her later." Kikyo shook her head. "Do it now, we can't walk around the school holding hands." He nodded, a bit unhappy. Kagura was seriously starting to get on his nerves, but he didn't want to face her anger by dumping her.
"Alright, but tommorow, we ome to school together, ok?" Kikyo smiled. "Alright."
She neatly put herbooks in her ag and slung the heavy bag over her aching shoulder. Sango waved at her a goodbye and left, leaving her alone. She felt a vibration come from her bag, her cell phone. She shot a quick glance around the room and fished it out. She frowned at the caller i.d.
"What?" she answered, her voice heavy and aggravated.
"Where are you?"
She heard a faint familiar voice snappin at her on the other line.
"I just finished school, why?"
"Come home, now."
"Why?"
"My friends came over, and they want to meet you."
Kikyo made her way out of the empty classroom and walked into the busy hallways. "I can't hear you!" she spoke loudly into the phone, elevating her voice due to the talking and runnng in the school. Kikyo ran as fast she could out of the school so she could speak with her husband.
"I don't have a ride there, I have to walk." Speaking into the cellphone, she placed one hand on her hip talking impatiently.
"Run if you have to! It's not that far."
Kikyo was about to reply until Miroku walked up to her with a grin on his face.
"Hey honey!" he greeted. Kikyo froze. He said that, the exact same way Inuyasha had said it. It took her a moment to respond. "H-hello Miroku..." she replied, forgetting that she was still on the phone with Inuyasha.
"Hello? Kikyo? Are you still there?" Kikyo mouthed the word 'one second' to her new boyfriend and got back on the phone with her husband.
"Yes, I'm still here." The girl groaned into the phone. "I think I can g-", something cut her off.
Miroku had stepped in. "If you would like, I want to hang out with you today, if you're not busy." Kikyo froze again She hoped that it wouldn't come to this... It was great having such a nice boyfriend, but she felt like she was cheating on Inuyasha.
"One second," she spoke into the phone.
She turned to Miroku. "I'm sorry, but...I do have something today...". Miroku shrugged his shoulders and smiled sadly. "Next time, then?" Kikyo nodded. He took her free hand, gave it a squeeze and left, leaving his girlfriend blushing, before returning to her conversation with Inuyasha.
"Who was that other guy on the line?" Inuyasha demanded. Kikyo thought on her feet. "No one, why?"
"Do you know him?" Kikyo bit her lip. "No." Then the lies poured out of her "Don't you think, even if this marriage isn't real, that I would respect you? I wouldn't cheat on you! I'm not that type of girl."
A sigh could be heard "Alright," she heard. His voice was softer and gentler now. "Just come. I made lunch too, so all you have to do is meet them."
"You made lunch? What happened while I was at school?" "Shut up, it's just for the guests. Anyways, I'll see you here, honey."
The line clicked and Kikyo smiled. Somehow, being called honey didn't bother her so much anymore. Maybe it was because Miroku said it?
She ran up the sidewalk and waved her hand for a cab to pull up. But a question rang through her mind. Inuyasha or Miroku?
A/n: Ok, another short chapter, but I wanted to get this one in to get the ball rolling. My chapters somehow almost always end in...questions? Perhaps I don't know any other way to end it. And the phone section was pretty confusing to write, and so I imagine it would be even harder to read. Bear with me. I wrote this in 20 minutes, as I bet you can eaily tell. Selling and punctuation mistakes are scattered everywhere. Try to enjoy:)