Chapter 3: Stupid Projects…
Disclaimer: Me? Own Inuyasha? Yeah right! Only thing I own is the stupid plot line…
Jaz: If anyone out there is reading this, thank you for reading this story this far, even though I know this story probably sucks…
Emma: Please, someone, give her some nice reviews. She has a very low self-esteem.
Layla: Poor Jazz, we're gonna work on that self-esteem thing.
Kelsey: You guys don't know her well at all, this is how you cheer her up… Hey Jazz! Look it, there's strawberry banana smoothie place over there!
Jazz: Where?
Kelsey: I'll take you. Happy now?
Jazz: Yes, now let's get on with the story.
Inuyasha glared at Kagome and Kagome glared at Inuyasha.
There was a tense silence for a good half hour.
Inuyasha was just thinking about how much Kikyo and Kagome looked alike… and both he andKagome were remembering Kikyo's reaction to Kagome having to work with Inuyasha.
Flashback
Kikyo raised her hand and punched the wall. She turned around, took a deep breath and screeched at the top of her lungs. Everyone covered their ears in pain as Kikyo screeched and then she stomped her feet, held a desk over her head, and threw it across the room. She tossed chairs, threw papers and pens, and screeched again. They had to bring in school security and they almost had to call in back up, even though there were 4 of them. She was cuffed and taken down to the principals office, screaming and swearing the whole way.
End of Flashback
Next room over.
"Okay, so this project is a creative ideas assignment about famous poets. Well, who do you wanna do?" Rin asked.
Sesshomaru shrugged "How do you feel about Edgar Allen Poe?"
"Oh, I love his pieces!" Rin said excitedly.
Sesshomaru looked at her quizzically. "You do? You seem too…positive for his works."
"Yeah… but his works are still great." Rin replied, smiling. "So. What creative idea do you have?"
"None. It doesn't matter to me." Sesshomaru shrugged.
Rin shrugged. "I'm sure we'll think of something. Let's look at his different poems…"
Back to Inuyasha and Kagome.
They were still glaring at each other…
"I hate you." Kagome said.
Inuyasha didn't move. He knew Kagome didn't like him for what he did to her… but he didn't no she hated him… damn it, why did he care? He was supposed to hate her to. He violently shook his head. He did hate her. Nothing was ever gonna change that.
"I ain't to crazy 'bout you either." Inuyasha said, leaning back and folding his hands behind his head. Kagome knew it hurt a bit that Inuyasha had said that, but she rolled her eyes and turned to look at their work, hoping to ignore him.
There was another deep silence.
"Do you think the world would end in fire or ice?" Kagome asked quietly.
"What?" Inuyasha asked, suddenly confused.
"Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice." Kagome recited.
"Uh…what?" Inuyasha asked, now really confused.
Kagome rolled her eyes. "It's a poem by Robert Frost. We could do that for our assignment. Oh, and we could even do a video of the world ending in both fire and ice!" Kagome said, excited.
"Wait…seriously?" Inuyasha asked, totally lost now.
"Sure, if you wanna. It's a partner project, that was just my idea, you also get a say you know." Kagome answered, smiling.
Her smile is so cute… Inuyasha thought. NO! He has Kikyo… the most wanted girl in school. Why would he think this little newbie twit was worth losing her…
"Sure, I don't care." Inuyasha said shrugging.
"Awesome! This is how we can do the video…" Kagome said, beginning to explain how to do their assignment.
Back to Fluffy and Rin.
"I think his poems are to long…" Rin said groaning after reading through another of Poe's poems.
"I'm beginning to agree… what author do you wish to do?" Sesshomaru asked, putting away Edgar Allen Poe's poems.
Um… what about 'Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night' by Dylan Thomas? Or maybe 'The Fading Light' by Jasmine? (A/N: Lol, I loved that story so much when I wrote it, I had to include it here. I might include it in the next chapter if the reviews have it.)
Sesshomaru shrugged again. "Well, what are they about…"
Miroku and Sango
"KEEP YOUR HANDS OFF ME, YOU RETARTED PERVERT!" Sango screeched, slapping Miroku for what seemed like the hundredth time. The whole time she'd been at his house, he'd either stared at her or grope her or commented on her beauty. It was the worst experience of her life.
"But dear Sango," Miroku said, rubbing his newly reddened cheek, "You beautiful, round bottom is just too hard to resist…"
"SHUT UP! I don't care, can you not keep your hands to yourself?" Sango went on her laptop and pulled up a poem. "Here we go, Perv, I found the perfect poem for you." She said, turning the screen to him, to show a poem called A Pervert's Love Poem.
Miroku suddenly started to fake sob. Sango rolled her eyes in reply. Miroku then stopped and searched something on Sango's laptop before she could protest. He smiled triumphantly and showed her the screen. On it was a poem called Beautiful Are You… Sango read the poem and tears nearly came to her eyes. She loved the poem… but she hated the man who showed it to her. She shook her head. She reached for the pizza they had ordered earlier at the same time Miroku did…
and their hands touched.
For a long moment, nothing happened. Then, Sango drew back her hand, curled it into a fist, and brought it forward to collide with Miroku's face. She turned her head away and held her blushing cheeks. Miroku… had touched her… and it wasn't inappropriate.
Miroku held his eye, smiling without the pain. Then with his opposite hand and gently pushed another poem across the desk so it was in front of Sango.
Sango read the poem, called Fixing What's Broken. That brought tears to her eyes, but she violently wiped them away. She smiled, and turned around.
"Miroku, there's a condition. Lay off the being a pervert, and maybe our relationship can be rebuilt. But don't expect anything really, you broke my trust easily last time… do that again, and you will never be forgiven. But… I would like to be friends with you again." Sango said, giving him a small smile.
"Sango, I'm sorry for what I did. I was a fool back then… please forgive me. I'd love to be your friend again." Miroku replied, hugging her.
Sango didn't move for a long moment…
Then she hugged him back… and she smiled.
With Shippo and Kilala
"Oh, I love this one!" Kilala said.
"Oh, me too. Describes me sometimes." Shippo replied, looking at the poem called Partying, It's What Life's All About.
"I know, right?" Kilala said, laughing. She smiled, since Shippo had always hung with the popular crowd and not really saying much, she had never really gotten to know him. He was a really fun guy. Not to mention cute… woah. Where did that come from?
"Hey, wanna order a pizza?" Shippo asked, needing to stop staring at Kilala. She'd probably think of him as a stalker…
"Sure, Hawaiian okay?" Kilala replied, twisting a strand of her hair.
"Of course, I love Hawaiian!" Shippo said, picking up his cell phone and placing the order. Kilala smiled again. Shippo is as cute as a… fox. Yeah, 'cuz a fox was Kilala's favorite animal.
After the order was placed, Shippo sat next to Kilala. Bored, they started talking about random things.
"So, if 2+3= Q, what would 3+8 be?" Shippo asked.
"3+8 would be Z, of course." Kilala replied.
"Okay, I'm colorblind, so did you know your hair looks really cool purple? But your orange eyes don't work with your face." Kilala said.
"Yeah, and your blue hair makes you look really cute." Shippo said, not realizing his word choice.
"Did you just call me…cute?" Kilala asked.
Silence.
"Awkward…" Kilala sang.
"Sorry Lala, I didn't mean anything… I mean, I hope you don't take that the wrong way… I mean, yeah, your cute, but your also like a really great person… you know, I'd love to be friends…" Shippo said, rubbing the back of his head and blushing wildly.
Kilala smiled and laughed. Then she leaned over and kissed Shippo on the cheek, smiling. "I'd love to be your friend Shippo… just, don't feel bad if things get hostile between our groups. And… for all it's worth… I think you're cute too." Shippo couldn't have gotten any redder… he looked like a tomato.
So, to spare anymore embarrassment, they went back to talking about random things that didn't make any sense.
Ayame and Koga
"No, we should do I'm Running!" Ayame shrieked.
"No way, we should do Athletic Poem." Koga said, both of their eyes narrowing.
They'd been at this for about an hour.
"Let's settle this like mature adults. Rock, Paper, Scissors." Koga said.
"Deal." Ayame replied. Koga played rock, and Ayame played paper.
"I win." Kouga said proudly.
"What? No way! Everyone knows Paper beats Rock!" Ayame exclaimed.
"Yeah right. Wanna test that?" Koga asked, smirking.
"Fine. How?" Ayame replied.
"Here, hold this paper in front of your face," Koga said, handing Ayame a sheet of paper, which she held in front of her face. "And I'll throw this rock I keep in my pocket at you."
"Why do you have a rock in your pocket?" Ayame asked.
"You don't need to know…" Koga said, smiling as he backed up. He threw the rock at the sheet of paper in front of Ayame's face…
And the rock bounced of the paper and onto the floor, totally harmless.
Ayame laughed and Koga stared unbelievingly at the rock.
"Best 2/3" Koga said.
Kanna and Hakudoshi
Silence as the two worked on the project and occasionally looked up at each other.
Kagura and Byakuya
"You look like a freakin' chick." Kagura said, glaring at Byakuya.
"And you look like a slut." Byakuya said smirking.
Kagura growled at him and stood up, stomping on his foot. Byakuya jumped up and the second he was hot, Kagura kneed him in a place guys do not like to be kneed in.
Byakuya screamed in pain and Kagura smirked while stomping out.
Yura and Bankotsu
"You know, you're really sexy." Bankotsu said, twirling a strand of Yura's short black hair.
"You know, who needs studying?" Yura said, wrapping her legs around Bankotsu's waist and sat on his lap, arms wrapped around his neck.
"This will be fun…" Bankotsu whispered as Yura leaned closer.
Kikyo and Naraku
Kikyo sat on Naraku's lap, lips near glued together, tongues tied.
Emma: Ew. The slut and the over greased crack head together. Kinda works….
Layla: Wow, Emma. That's sad.
Aqua: I agree with Emma.
Jazz: Hey, do you guys think I'm updating this story too fast? Should I slow down and let people review?
Kelsey: Your story, your call.
Jazz: But I wanna have this story done soon though.
Aqua: Understandable.
Emma: Who cares when it's done? As long as it gets done.
Jazz: Just give me advice.
Layla: How about you solve this by seeing how your reviews go.
Jazz: Good idea, I'll go with that. R&R!
