Kassie: Sorry for the prolonged update I know that including this chapter and from the last one that this will be short. I've been getting caught up with other things lately! So please enjoy this chapter, on how long it will be. I haven't the faintest clue.
He arose promptly five minutes before his alarm was set to go off. He sat up in his bed for awhile and blinked several times to get rid of whatever sleep crest was lift in his eyes. When he couldn't get the annoying bits at the corner of his eyes he rubbed them out. Using his other arm he reached over and flipped the switch off so no annoying sound would come forth and bother him even more.
His amber eyes then scanned the room and looked at the morning sky. 'Bloody.' He thought for a moment before he got on his feet, and then slipped on his nearby slippers. He wasn't the type to gaze at the sunset with a romantic thought. The streaked rays of red would always bring forth a darker thought than 'love' or some thing related to that. Red will always remind him of blood. Blood in his veins, blood on the floor. Blood. Blood. Blood.
It also reminded him that he was no good in the morning. He could barely think, let alone process anything that he got a chance to think about. He ran a hand though his silver hair, trying to see if he pushed his tresses back that his brain may actually begin to function once more. Sadly though, it didn't help as his mind was still in a fog. Feeling a pull in his under the belt area. Sesshomaru walked to his bathroom and heeded nature's call.
He washed his hands thoroughly, a couple of times. Then scooped up a handful of water and threw it in his face. Suddenly feeling refreshed Sesshomaru stretched and cracked his back, neck and shoulders. Looking in the mirror at his reflection. He didn't know who was he was staring at it.
He knew it was himself, but which one? Was it the head of a major cooperate region. Or was it someone else he was staring at? He didn't know at the moment, he just felt a heavy wave of fatigue hit him. For the first time in god knows how many years, Sesshomaru Aoyama wanted to climb back into his bed and remain there for the rest of the day. For that thought he earned himself another hit in the face with the cold bathroom sink water.
He couldn't let himself think that way; if he did he would be sitting a bad example for his workers and Inuyasha.
Inuyasha…HAH.
As if Inuyasha paid attention to what he did, or whom he did it for. That little punk had no idea what Sesshomaru gave up everything for. He couldn't have a social life while raising a snotty kid nose brother. Sesshomaru then sighed; he knew that he was taking unnecessary anger on Inuyasha. Something he should watch out for, he knew that his temper could cause an even bigger gap between the two of them.
He did love his little brother, no shame in saying he didn't. After all when his father died he was left with the responsibly with his brother. Inuyasha could have gone to any other close living relative but Sesshomaru wouldn't allow it. No one in their families ever expected Inuyasha for some reason Sesshomaru couldn't understand. Sesshomaru wasn't close to Inuyasha's mother but he could recall that she was a nice woman. She never tried to move in as his mother, she knew her place. She told him that she was his friend, if he so wanted her to be, and jokingly added that she was the housemaid. But no, she was nice. She was pretty. She gave him what he needed, distance.
When she gave birth to Inuyasha, she wasn't the over-bearing mother that everyone thought she would be. Sesshomaru was given permission to take care of Inuyasha often, for some reason Inuyasha's mother's health had began to decline after the birth of her only child. She was often in and out of the hospital. His father was always by his wife side playing the loyal husband. Leaving the young infant alone with his older brother.
Sesshomaru could still remember the first time Inuyasha held onto his finger and gently squeezed it with his whole fist. He had such a tight little grip on him. Then he would look up at Sesshomaru with those large amber eyes filled with innocence and wonder. Right then Sesshomaru knew he had someone to protect. He would protect him at all costs. After all he was now a big brother.
Years went by and both the boys grew. Sadly though, Inuyasha's mother was taken by the illness leaving only their father to raise the boys on his own. It was okay for awhile with the three of them. Inuyasha relied upon him more than their father. Sesshomaru was okay with that, he was fine with that. He didn't mind taking care of his little brother. Inuyasha in general would usually listen to him and when he had to take him places he was always by Sesshomaru side; almost like he was scared of getting lost or something.
When their father had taken ill and later died. Sesshomaru had already came of age making him capable of living on his own and running their father's company. Inuyasha, however, was not. He was still a minor. Sesshomaru had thought that at least someone would be kind enough to offer to take Inuyasha in, but all he heard at the funeral and a day after that was how stupid their father was for re-marrying. They actually blamed Inuyasha's mother for killing their father by dying. Then on Izaiyo's (A/N:I hope I spelled her name correctly side of the family they blamed Inuyasha for her death and wouldn't hear of him being anywhere near them.
Inuyasha had no one to go to but him.
Frankly, he preferred it that way as well.
Sesshomaru began to groom himself a bit more as he brushed his pretty white teeth and finally started to feel awake. He brushed his hair for moment to get any signs of knots in his hair, heaven forbid that. When finishing he began to undo his sleeping clothes and proceeded into the shower. Nice showers in the morning are really the way to go.
Inuyasha growled when he heard the blasted shower run. Always, every time when Sesshomaru woke up he took a shower to prepare for the day. The stupid ass always thought that Inuyasha would be sound asleep while he did it. But was he? NO!
Who the hell can sleep with the pipes running?
It always woke him in such a jolt that his heart was pounding. He had to wait a few minutes until he could feel his heart slowly calm down. After that he just stared up at the blackness of his ceiling. He couldn't really make anything out even with the help of his radio's greenish digital light. Everything was all shadows to him. He figured the sun must be rising at the moment but Inuyasha never bothered to open the curtains so he just rolled over on his side and held onto his pillow. 'Should I play hookey today? I have been saving up my sick cards…yeah I don't feel so well enough to get out of this bed…' Inuyasha reached over to his small lamp table that was filled with so much crap that he was knocking things off of it when he gently began to feel around on it. Grabbing something he bought it close to his face and saw it was the baggy he had reached for. He slipped it under his pillow and rested his eyes for awhile longer, he would need to wait until a few minutes Sesshomaru came to wake him up for this to do the trick.
"Aoyama Inuyasha?" The homeroom teacher called as she marked off his name. "Absent." She then proceeded to call names. Kagome blinked as she placed her pink pen between her lips absent-mind, she had a nasty habit on chewing on her pens. She then blinked once and thought, 'Isn't he that boy that hangs around with Sango-chan? He looked healthy yesterday I wonder what he caught.' She looked over at Miroku who for some reason looked like he could either laugh or scorn someone who done wrong. She made eye contract and then she wrote a note and asked the girl next to her to pass it to him.
Miroku blinked when he felt the gentle tap on his elbow. He looked next to him to see that Batasa-kun was handing him a note under their conjoined desk. He gently took it from her and saw it was from Kagome. He looked up at the teacher who at the moment had her back to the students and was writing on the chalk board today's lesson plan. He peeled the note open and was surprised by what she asked.
"Hi! I was wondering, did Inuyasha get sick yesterday? He's not in class today."
Miroku could have laughed right then. He forgot that she was new to their group and didn't know Inuyasha's trick that enabled him to stay home for the day and catch up on some sleep. What's more though, she was asking concerned! A girl that he had gotten into a fight with was concerned about his well being. Now he could have told Kagome the truth, and he should have. But the chance was so sweet that he had no choice. He took out his pen and clicked it and began to reply back.
"Yeah. I got a call from him last night…he was real sick. He was throwing up real bad. I think he got the flu or something like that. He can't even get out of bed!"
Miroku then whispered to Batasa to pass the note back to Kagome for him. Batasa gave him a look that she didn't want to be the girl between them helping them exchange notes, but once she caught the Miroku sparkle gleaming in his eyes she all too soon changed her tune. She lightly tapped Kagome on the arm. Kagome took it from her and read it back and she felt slightly worried for him. She looked at Miroku to confirm it was true, but from the serious look in his eye and how he nodded at her. She knew it. The poor boy was sick! She felt suddenly guilty for arguing with him lately. She looked at the note and thought about what to do.
Usually when one of her friends was sick she would bring them over a nice patch of rice porridge to get better with. Inuyasha was technically her friend right? Well really she didn't know him too well so he was more of a friend of a friend. Also, she did want to start fitting in again the way she did before. So it would be alright. Maybe if she bought him over some rice porridge she would be on better terms with him. She didn't enjoy the tension in the air when she was around him. She wrote back to Miroku and asked Batasa to pass it back to him. Batasa took the note and gave it to Miroku. Miroku opened it and stared.
"I see then. In that case, may I have his address? My family makes this delicious rice porridge that will help him! I would like to take it over to him, so he could get better. Being sick is never fun. Can you help me out?"
She wanted to go over to his house? A girl wanted to go to Inuyasha's house.
Miroku reached down and touched the cold tile of the floor. Nope, hell wasn't frozen over after all. He thought about it for a while, this little joke would be good after all! He felt a tad bit bad for leading Kagome on like this but, that was quickly replaced with the thought of Inuyasha's face when he answered the door. He scribbled down Inuyasha's address and was about to have Basata pass it back to Kagome when suddenly the teacher caught him holding it.
"Miroku-kun! What is that in your hands? A note?" Miroku gulped a bit and stared at the blue lettering paper with yellow ducks on it.
"Uh…no?" The teacher gave him a stern look before she then said,
"Oh really…well then since I imagine you're taking notes on the lesson I'm teaching. Please do share with the rest of the class what I have written." A wave of uncomforted washed over Miroku as he could feel all of his peers' eyes on him. He didn't move so the teacher then said, "Well come on now, stand up." Miroku swallowed the saliva he had in his mouth as he looked around. His eyes for a moment with Kagome and he could feel her guilt for getting him into trouble just wash over him. He didn't enjoy making girls feel bad, nor did he enjoy looking like a fool in front of everyone. He looked at the teacher with his calm collected navy blue eyes and a soft smirk. Suddenly he glanced down to the side as if uncertain what to say. A soft blush arose on his cheeks as he said,
"It's embarrassing to say Reita-sensei…but if I must confess to you like this…then I will…" Reita blinked and said,
"What?" She didn't understand what he meant by confessing. Miroku then held onto his grasp as he said,
"Sensei…I've had feelings for you for quite sometime…I was wondering…would you bear my children?"
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There was a silence for half a minute until the whole classroom busted out laughing; expect the teacher who stared blankly at Miroku. Miroku stood still looking as serious as he could be as he stared. Boys rolled out of their seats while the girls blinked a couple of times and giggled in their hands. Reita could only stare at the boy as her faced turned bright, BRIGHT red. She couldn't form any words so she turned around and went back to writing on the board.
"Right so now we're going to learn how to use the formula in this type of equation." Miroku slightly smirked and sat back down. He looked at Kagome, who was staring at him in shock. He gave her a wink and then flicked the note at her. She caught it and turned back around in her seat to resume studying like a good girl should.
Kassie: Yeah I'm going to end it now…sorry that's a short update, but if I went on any further then I wouldn't be able to post right now. The way I am writing stories is that I'm them during my breaks at school. Like lunch, and after school before the library closes. So I have three stories going at the moment. One is this one, then it's my RK story, and the other is a LONG one-shot for Sanosuke/Megumi that I've been promising to do for over a year.
I don't know when I'll be able to update again because I'm trying to make time for all three of my stories going on. Plus it doesn't help that I have a one-shot for another story cooking in my head right now. But I'll update soon I promise.
Until then leave a review and tell me what you think!
