Chapter 10: Explanations Required Here (no it's still not party time yet)
Miroku POV
I walked down the hall with a perk in step in my step; pleased with the reaction I received from Sango. "That went rather well," I smiled to myself. I thought. Of course, almost every girl I ever saw was 'a cutie'. I chuckled to myself at this. "Ah, such is the life of a perv." I sighed as I pushed my door open, but broke into a coughing fit as I walked in.
The room was dark and smoky; the blinds and windows closed. The lights were out and it felt rather stuffy in there. I flipped on the lights and hurried over to open some windows, sticking my head close to the screen for some fresh air. I sat like that for about five minutes before turning around and staring into the smoky fog that is my dorm. "What the hell?" Some of the smoke had cleared, but not very much, and it smelled foul. "Smells like someone's been smoking in here."
I turned on the fan and walked over to the desk near Naraku's bed. I shuffled a few papers around until I came to a red and blue pack of cigarettes. "Oh great." I muttered. "Another smoker walks among us." Pushing them out of the way, I noticed a few stray papers that I had knocked on the floor.
By then, most of the smoke was gone, and it was clear enough for me to read. It was a complete graph of a circle, with a bunch of notes on the side. Written in large letters at the top was 'Shikon no Tama'. "The Jewel of Four Souls, huh?" I surveyed the paper, a complex drawing; even it was just a circle. "Fancy title. Must be expensive or important." I moved to put them back on the desk when a thought suddenly struck me. "Wait a second! Isn't this that jewel Inuyasha was telling me about? In fact!" the entire idea formed in my head. Only when the actual thought came to me, did I dash out the door. Funny word, dash is, ain't it? (a/n: and you know what, Naraku CAN smoke because the sooner he dies the better! YEAH!! Down with Naraku!)
~*~*~*~
I was running across campus when I spotted Inuyasha sitting under a tree and reading something intently. I wasted no time in getting there. I ran up to him and closed his book abruptly. He looked up at me with a dangerous look and I backed away cautiously. "Now, now Inuyasha. There's a good reason for that."
"There better be," he growled viciously.
"Ever heard of the Shikon no Tama?" I objected before he could attack me.
He stopped and stared at me blankly. "Well, duh! That's my family's heirloom jewel." He sat back down and tried to start reading again, but I wasn't done.
"Worth a ton of money, isn't it?" I asked eagerly.
Inuyasha looked up again, this time obviously annoyed, but I didn't care. "What's it to you? If you're thinking about stealing it or something, you'd better go jump off Tokyo Tower. You've got better chances of surviving the beating." He replied bluntly.
"NO, no no!" I rolled my eyes. "I saw a drawing of it in my dorm." This caught his attention.
"What did you say?" he asked.
"Naraku had drawn out this whole big graph of it and had all these crazy notes on the sides and stuff!" I waved my arms in the air, like a loon.
"What the heck is he doing knowing about the Shikon?! Miroku, have you been blabbing at the mouth again?!" he grabbed me by my shirt.
"Let me go, first!" I sputtered. He shrugged and dropped me with a rather painful thud, but I was used to it. That's one requirement to being Inuyasha's friend.; you must be pain resistant. "I haven't said anything to the guy. In fact, I hardly ever see him except occasionally around campus! I don't know how he found out, but he sure knew a lot about it." I dusted myself off.
"Well, that's a bit disturbing." He said thoughtfully. "He might've looked up in information off the internet,"
"That was a LOT more info than I think your dad would list." I pointed out. He shot me a look that said 'Oh crap.' "Let's go." I said, already knowing that he would want to go check it out.
~*~*~*~
I pushed the door open and peered in, making sure he wasn't in there. "All clear," I whispered and motioned for him to follow me inside.
"We aren't playing undercover super spies, you know." Inuyasha replied rather bluntly.
I blushed a little and turned on the lights. "Right," we walked over to the desk and the pictures were sitting right on top.
Inuyasha whistled softly behind me. "What the hell?! Who's this creep think he is?" he turned the graph over several times. "You're right, there's no way you can get this type of info off the internet."
"I know," I breathed. I suddenly got this sick feeling in the pit of my stomach, like something wasn't quite right.
Inuyasha must have noticed my uneasy expression. "What's wrong with you?"
"I don't know I have a bad feeling." A look of worry crossed his face. Almost every time something was going to happen, I had a bad feeling, and we had been in enough sticky situations for Inuyasha to trust me. He set the paper down and threw it another suspicious look before grabbing his backpack and heading out.
Instead of going back to his room, we started walking towards the student common hall. "It's to avoid that Kouga jerk. I memorized his whole schedule so I'd know when he's there and when he isn't. It's an efficient way to avoid him." He explained.
I laughed a little. "But, on to more important things." I said seriously. "We really need to find out how Naraku's got all that stuff on the Shikon no Tama! It's creepy,"
Inuyasha looked at me mockingly. "Scared, Miroku?" he sat down at a computer and typed in some address.
I rolled my eyes and ignored his stupid little joke. "What are you doing?"
"Logging on to the family website." He said, as if this was normal. He then continued to explain. "Every member of my family, mostly my dad's side, has access to this site, but you need a password and user name to get in. Basically, it's a link for us all. We can post messages on the message board and everything."
I whistled. "You know, normal middle class folks just use the telephone, pencil, paper and envelopes or at times, e-mail."
Inuyasha rolled his eyes at my comment and type in a search. Within a few seconds, a picture of the Shikon no Tama came up and Inuyasha clicked. Then, the screen was full of information. "Like I thought." He rubbed his chin like some type of investigator or something.
"What?"
"He could've only gotten that type of information from this site. Now the only question is HOW?!" Inuyasha said.
"Who knows? He could be some kind of professional hacker or something." I shrugged and sat down next to him.
I walked down the hall with a perk in step in my step; pleased with the reaction I received from Sango. "That went rather well," I smiled to myself. I thought. Of course, almost every girl I ever saw was 'a cutie'. I chuckled to myself at this. "Ah, such is the life of a perv." I sighed as I pushed my door open, but broke into a coughing fit as I walked in.
The room was dark and smoky; the blinds and windows closed. The lights were out and it felt rather stuffy in there. I flipped on the lights and hurried over to open some windows, sticking my head close to the screen for some fresh air. I sat like that for about five minutes before turning around and staring into the smoky fog that is my dorm. "What the hell?" Some of the smoke had cleared, but not very much, and it smelled foul. "Smells like someone's been smoking in here."
I turned on the fan and walked over to the desk near Naraku's bed. I shuffled a few papers around until I came to a red and blue pack of cigarettes. "Oh great." I muttered. "Another smoker walks among us." Pushing them out of the way, I noticed a few stray papers that I had knocked on the floor.
By then, most of the smoke was gone, and it was clear enough for me to read. It was a complete graph of a circle, with a bunch of notes on the side. Written in large letters at the top was 'Shikon no Tama'. "The Jewel of Four Souls, huh?" I surveyed the paper, a complex drawing; even it was just a circle. "Fancy title. Must be expensive or important." I moved to put them back on the desk when a thought suddenly struck me. "Wait a second! Isn't this that jewel Inuyasha was telling me about? In fact!" the entire idea formed in my head. Only when the actual thought came to me, did I dash out the door. Funny word, dash is, ain't it? (a/n: and you know what, Naraku CAN smoke because the sooner he dies the better! YEAH!! Down with Naraku!)
~*~*~*~
I was running across campus when I spotted Inuyasha sitting under a tree and reading something intently. I wasted no time in getting there. I ran up to him and closed his book abruptly. He looked up at me with a dangerous look and I backed away cautiously. "Now, now Inuyasha. There's a good reason for that."
"There better be," he growled viciously.
"Ever heard of the Shikon no Tama?" I objected before he could attack me.
He stopped and stared at me blankly. "Well, duh! That's my family's heirloom jewel." He sat back down and tried to start reading again, but I wasn't done.
"Worth a ton of money, isn't it?" I asked eagerly.
Inuyasha looked up again, this time obviously annoyed, but I didn't care. "What's it to you? If you're thinking about stealing it or something, you'd better go jump off Tokyo Tower. You've got better chances of surviving the beating." He replied bluntly.
"NO, no no!" I rolled my eyes. "I saw a drawing of it in my dorm." This caught his attention.
"What did you say?" he asked.
"Naraku had drawn out this whole big graph of it and had all these crazy notes on the sides and stuff!" I waved my arms in the air, like a loon.
"What the heck is he doing knowing about the Shikon?! Miroku, have you been blabbing at the mouth again?!" he grabbed me by my shirt.
"Let me go, first!" I sputtered. He shrugged and dropped me with a rather painful thud, but I was used to it. That's one requirement to being Inuyasha's friend.; you must be pain resistant. "I haven't said anything to the guy. In fact, I hardly ever see him except occasionally around campus! I don't know how he found out, but he sure knew a lot about it." I dusted myself off.
"Well, that's a bit disturbing." He said thoughtfully. "He might've looked up in information off the internet,"
"That was a LOT more info than I think your dad would list." I pointed out. He shot me a look that said 'Oh crap.' "Let's go." I said, already knowing that he would want to go check it out.
~*~*~*~
I pushed the door open and peered in, making sure he wasn't in there. "All clear," I whispered and motioned for him to follow me inside.
"We aren't playing undercover super spies, you know." Inuyasha replied rather bluntly.
I blushed a little and turned on the lights. "Right," we walked over to the desk and the pictures were sitting right on top.
Inuyasha whistled softly behind me. "What the hell?! Who's this creep think he is?" he turned the graph over several times. "You're right, there's no way you can get this type of info off the internet."
"I know," I breathed. I suddenly got this sick feeling in the pit of my stomach, like something wasn't quite right.
Inuyasha must have noticed my uneasy expression. "What's wrong with you?"
"I don't know I have a bad feeling." A look of worry crossed his face. Almost every time something was going to happen, I had a bad feeling, and we had been in enough sticky situations for Inuyasha to trust me. He set the paper down and threw it another suspicious look before grabbing his backpack and heading out.
Instead of going back to his room, we started walking towards the student common hall. "It's to avoid that Kouga jerk. I memorized his whole schedule so I'd know when he's there and when he isn't. It's an efficient way to avoid him." He explained.
I laughed a little. "But, on to more important things." I said seriously. "We really need to find out how Naraku's got all that stuff on the Shikon no Tama! It's creepy,"
Inuyasha looked at me mockingly. "Scared, Miroku?" he sat down at a computer and typed in some address.
I rolled my eyes and ignored his stupid little joke. "What are you doing?"
"Logging on to the family website." He said, as if this was normal. He then continued to explain. "Every member of my family, mostly my dad's side, has access to this site, but you need a password and user name to get in. Basically, it's a link for us all. We can post messages on the message board and everything."
I whistled. "You know, normal middle class folks just use the telephone, pencil, paper and envelopes or at times, e-mail."
Inuyasha rolled his eyes at my comment and type in a search. Within a few seconds, a picture of the Shikon no Tama came up and Inuyasha clicked. Then, the screen was full of information. "Like I thought." He rubbed his chin like some type of investigator or something.
"What?"
"He could've only gotten that type of information from this site. Now the only question is HOW?!" Inuyasha said.
"Who knows? He could be some kind of professional hacker or something." I shrugged and sat down next to him.