Disclaimer: I have to do this EVERY time…? What the HELL? They should know I don't own him by NOW! Common! Kuso… you get the picture.
Well, I don't know why I waste my time on these Authors notes…. I bet half of you don't even read them! For the half or you that don't…. BITE ME! There… the deed is done.
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Kagome searched his face for any trace of a lie. He wasn't serious was he? I mean, why would she stalk him?
Well… kind of dumb questions really… wait WHAT!
Inuyasha raised an eyebrow at her reaction and gave her a quizzical look. "Are you okay, Kagome?" He started waving his hand in front of her face.
She shook her head, smacking his hand with her hair, and finally came back to reality. "Huh, what? You can't be serious."
"I wish I wasn't… but it's true. You'll probably see on Monday…"
"Do I really want to?"
He laughed and looked up at her studying gaze. "No."
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Sunday
After a night's rest Sango was back on her feet, with some unneeded lower support from Miroku. Inuyasha and Kagome seemed closer and Kagome seemed completely over yesterday. Shippou played with Souta and Kohaku beat Souta's high score on the Game Boy. Nothing especially significant happened all day. The most exciting thing that happened was Miroku practically being knocked out by all the swirllies Sango gave him. The life of a pervert, uncensored; water, laughter and pain… can it get any better?
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Monday
Kagome walked to class with Ayame again, but she wasn't attacked.
I wonder what he meant when he said she stalked him…
It was too late to ask him now… Geometry absorbs all the minds of students and replaces them with cold rocks! Yes, it is that very boredom that brings about emptiness; and that emptiness is only filled by the school bell. Leaving you completely bewildered about exactly WHAT the teacher was babbling about. How do they expect us to pay attention when they all have monotonous voices? A question even the most brilliant minds in the world still have yet to understand.
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Lunch
Lunch was pretty much the same as the Friday Kagome got there: kids talking, pointing, and laughing. All of them assuming she was Kikiyou, even when Kikiyou was already in the lunchroom. As Miroku said: "She's a victim of mistaken identity."
The four friends (Ayame and Kouga had 'business) sat down at a table and socialized. Not much to talk about… until a high-pitched scream echoed throughout the cafeteria. The loud squeal bounced off the walls and made everyone shudder. Two high-heeled shoes clamped across the tile floor; supporting fishnet stockings and booty-skirted legs, with a strapless leather tube-top. She had, literally, two inches of make-up to hide her naturally grotesque looks, and her hair was up in fireworks. The sluttish grin on her face was the perfect contrast to her cold brown eyes; her long finger nails were painted neon blue.
Sango rolled her eyes at the annoyance. "Speak of the slut." Miroku added to her insults, but his was much louder.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we are no-so-proud to present: The Stereotypical Whore!"
Kikiyou ran up to Inuyasha, who was now standing up, and snaked her arms around his neck, sticking her tongue out at Miroku. Sango looked like she was about to hurl at the thought of all the disturbing places that specific body part had explored. Inuyasha mimicked her look of disgust and pushed Kikiyou off him.
"What do you want now, slut?"
Kikiyou's eyes grew large at the question and shimmied over to her desired. "You know what I want baby… and you know that I won't stop till I get it."
Sango leaned over to Miroku and whispered out of the side of her mouth. "What, a boob job?" Miroku whispered back.
"She could use one desperately."
Sango smacked him in the back of the head, "You've noticed?"
"They could never be as lovely and full as yours are, my dear Sango."
Again she smacked him, "Pervert."
"Would it make you feel better if I said someone else's were nicer?"
Now Miroku had a few clumps of Slushie down his shirt. He jumped up and started dancing around the lunchroom trying to rid his clothes of the icy drink. Kagome held a hand up to her mouth and giggled at her friends. Kikiyou glared over in her direction, the girl who looked almost identical to her… at first glance. Kagome was not so sluttish and had better taste. She was prettier and far more attractive. Anyways, she gave her best interrogation.
"Who's this wench? Are you cheating on me Inu-puppy?"
He raised an eyebrow at her question. "I had to be going out with you for me to be cheating on you… with who?"
"This girl!" She pointed at Kagome who now looked up innocently at the teens. "She looks almost exactly like me! How could you resist!"
Kagome and Inuyasha's faces heated up and the crimson color reflected off their cheeks. The simultaneous defenses of the two were fierce. "What? I don't go out with- Why would I even consider- What the heck/hell?"
Kikiyou scowled at Kagome, pulled up onto her feet and leveled their gazes. She whispered to her so no one could overhear, "Don't you even think about stealing my Inuyasha away from me, bitch. Cause I WILL find out, and believe me… it WON'T be pretty." With her threat completely sounded, she turned on her heal and strutted down the hall; her ass hitting both sides of the hallway as she walked. (Get it? She shakes her ass unnaturally-like.)
Kagome stood in the same spot, staring at nothing, her crystal brown gaze glazed over. She plopped down in her chair unintentionally and slumped her shoulders. Inuyasha sat down beside her and shot her worried glances.
"Kagome, are you okay?"
She shook her head violently, recollecting her surroundings, she continued lunch. "Oh, nothing! Just thinking… that's all!"
The other group members gave her confused glances but she nodded in reassurance and they continued eating. Well, Sango compensated with what she had left of her slushie, and Miroku had long red stripes down the back of his shirt.
What did I do?
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Don't hate me! I had to end it here! A rather, funny chapter and I hope you liked it! I need reviews for my life-support people! Send me some funds!
JK
-Yura
