Laura: A hahaha!! (twitches)
Chiyo: Laura, why are you cutting your wrists?!
InuYasha: She's finally lost it.
Kagome: She's gotten all crazy over the fact that she hasn't updated this fanfic in over five months.
Chiyo: But shouldn't we stop her or something?!
InuYasha: Her loss is my gain. She ain't annoying me with stupid comments anymore, so just leave her be.
Laura: Hahaha! Look at all the blood!! (faints)
Chiyo: Holy crap!!
Ookami: On with the chapter!
Chapter 10: The Toaster is not your enemy (but the fangirls are...)
Hey, random note: This fanfic will be a year old this Tuesday! Go celebrate by stuffing your head in an InuYasha pillow or something...X3
"So, what next, I wonder."
Kagura watched Naraku from the doorway with a frown, as he sat silently in the middle of the large, empty room. He made no sound, nor did he move. Kagura waited expectantly for another order, a taunt, or even a tantrum from her arrogant master. Nothing. She continued to wait, leaning in the doorway and impatiently tapping her fan against her leg.
Finally Naraku looked over to her, his face serious. He raised and extended his arm towards her, and Kagura tensed, half-expecting him to attack her or something. But he merely began to rotate his wrist in a circular motion slowly, and Kagura frowned.
'What is he doing?' she wondered, watching his continually-spinning wrist with confusion. Her unspoken question was soon answered, though, as a small ball of dark, purple energy began to expand out of the nothingness of the air. Kagura stared as the quivering ball grew larger, until it was roughly the size of Naraku's hand. Abruptly Naraku stopped his hand movement, leaving the dark energy hovering above his palm.
"Take this," Naraku said, and Kagura looked back to him. His voice was quiet, and yet he still managed to sound firm and ordering. Kagura watched as the purple-black ball began to float off his hand and towards her. The ball crossed the room, and she raised her hands and slowly drew it back once it was close enough, leaving it to levitate quietly in front of her.
"Take it," Naraku continued, lowering his arm, "and inject it in the first weak demon you find."
Kagura remained quiet, waiting for the next part if the order. Naraku glanced over to her, scowling. "Do it now," he said, dangerously quiet. "Go."
Kagura blinked, unbelieving. "That's all you want me to do?" she asked, stunned and slightly annoyed. "What will happen then?"
"The rest will take care of itself," Naraku replied, looking away again. Kagura stared at him for a few more seconds, then 'tched' and spun around, leaving the room and closing the sliding door.
"Soon," Naraku said to himself, "very soon...it should all fall in place."
Chiyo started as something vibrated under her hand and a loud ringing noise filled the room. Her eyes snapped open, and she sat up abruptly. 'Did I fall asleep?' she thought, looking around her bedroom as if to find an answer from there. Another loud ring made her jump, and she realized it was her mobile phone. Chiyo looked around on her bed for her phone, which she had knocked with her hand as she had sprung up. She peered over the edge of her mattress and saw the small but loud flashing mobile quivering on the floor as it continued to ring. She quickly grabbed it and answered.
"Yo?" she said into the receiver, still half asleep and rubbing her eyelids.
"Yo!" an excited voice replied, and Chiyo resisted the urge to sigh. "Hi, Ookami," she said, rolling her half-closed eyes and laying back onto her pillows. "What's u-"
"The sky," Ookami cut in; her automatic answer for whenever Chiyo asked her what was 'up.' "How's InuYasha?"
'Here we go,' Chiyo thought exasperatingly, rubbing her temples. "InuYasha?" she repeated, pretending to be surprised she asked. "He's…"
Chiyo paused, thinking about how InuYasha had 'been' in the past half day since Ookami last had called.
"So this is the 'kom-pyu-tah' thing you were talking about?" InuYasha asked, peering at the flashing screen so hard Chiyo was sure he'd give himself a seizure in less than a minute.
"Yup," she answered, double-clicking on the internet icon. "Do you wanna see how I know so much about you guys?" she added, grinning up at him.
InuYasha raised one eyebrow sceptically. "Bring it," he dared, as Chiyo typed in the web address for 'YouTube' in the URL bar. InuYasha blinked as the screen changed, and Chiyo searched 'inuyasha eps.' InuYasha twitched as his and numerous other familiar faces popped up on the screen.
"Okay," Chiyo muttered to herself, scrolling down and sifting through the episode list. "Let's see…oh! This one…!" she exclaimed, selecting one of the episodes. The screen turned black, with a small timer spinning in the middle. After a few seconds of staring at the blank screen, a picture suddenly emerged from the black.
"SIT BOY!!" a particularly angry girl's voice cried. InuYasha automatically cringed and scrunched his eyes shut, and he heard a loud crash. It was a few seconds before he realized he was still standing upright, and his eyes shot open. Instead of seeing black and having his face planted in the ground like usual, he only saw Chiyo grinning like the idiot she was and the 'kom-pyu-tah' thing showing moving pictures. He made a choking sound as he saw himself on the screen, slowly and painfully trying to upright himself from the 'sit' position.
"Why you-!" the screen-him growled at screen-Kagome, who was walking away in a priestess gown and spinning the little pouch containing the Shikon Jewel shards around her finger.
"My name isn't you," screen-Kagome answered. "It's Kagome."
"But that was--!!" real-Inuyasha gasped, then trailed off, unable to focus on anything but the screen-him struggling to stand. 'But that was me and her ages ago!' he thought. 'It was when we had only met for a day at most! How the hell did she...'
"Told ya!" Chiyo laughed, her grin becoming so large it looked like she'd need another face if it got any bigger. "Wanna see another?" she asked gleefully, and, without waiting for an answer, clicked on another thumbnail. The screen temporarily went black, and then;
"...Kagome...I'm sorry, about what happened. I wasn't there for you."
InuYasha's face went whiter than his hair.
"...it's okay. Really."
"It is not okay! I let you get into serious danger!"
"MAKE THIS STOP NOW!!" InuYasha practically squealed, and he lunged for the computer. Before Chiyo could even start to protest, his hand went through the computer screen in his desperate attempt to cover up his recent mushy moment with Kagome. He then yelped and jumped back as sparks flew out from the computer screen, clutching his hand. Chiyo fell off her chair backwards as the computer made a few loud whirring sounds, then died. InuYasha started as Chiyo slowly got up. They both stared at the busted screen, InuYasha with shock, Chiyo with a very blank face. Both of them winced as a piece of cracked glass fell onto the desk with a clatter.
"My dad..." Chiyo said finally, and very quietly, "is going to kill me."
...
"Okay, this is a basketball."
"A what ball?"
"A Basketball, InuYasha, a basketball."
Kyon spun the ball absentmindedly around his palm, as InuYasha stared at it with his eyebrows raised.
"And that," Kyon continued, pointing upwards to his left, " is a basketball ring."
InuYasha glanced up briefly at the tall post, noting the weird-looking structure with a net at the top.
"And what the hell am I supposed to do with these things?" InuYasha asked, looking back to Kyon.
"You take the ball," Kyon explained, turning towards the ring, "dribble it," he continued, bouncing the ball by his side a couple of times, "and then shoot for goal!" he finished, pushing the ball up towards the net, where it went down with a swooshing sound and bounced back onto the ground beneath. "Now you try!" he said, grabbing the ball and turning to InuYasha. InuYasha held his hands out ready, and Kyon tossed the ball to him.
"Now, to shoot, you-" Kyon began, but was interrupted by a high airy sound. Both boys stared at the basketball, as air quickly whooshed out from the newly punctured holes in it, caused by InuYasha's claws. As the deflated ball increasingly began to resemble a pancake, ran over several times by a car, and maybe a steamroller, Kyon turned and picked something round and small up off the grass.
"Okay, this is a cricket ball..."
"He's...great," Chiyo said, grimacing.
"What's he been up to?"
"And it's nice to speak to you too," Chiyo snapped. "Honestly, am I only seen as a house keeper for your favourite character now?"
"Pretty much," Ookami replied immediately, and Chiyo could practically hear her grin. Chiyo sighed, running her hand down her face.
"Look, why don't you just come over yourself instead of calling me up every hour for a report-"
"Alright, I'll be there in a minute!" Ookami answered with anticipation.
"Hold on- wait! Just a...sec...damn it," Chiyo cursed under her breath, as Ookami had already hung up. She tossed the phone onto the ground and rubbed her throbbing head. InuYasha had been keeping her on her toes all day, every day for the past 4 days since he had arrived and announced himself oh-so-calmly to her family and Ookami. If her dad hadn't of been so awestruck by him as her mum had been terrified, then she'd be in more trouble than a turkey on Thanksgiving. Her dad seemed to have...'warmed up' to and accepted InuYasha (for lack of better word), but her mum had been avoiding him as much as possible. Although it had been funny, Chiyo admitted, when her mum had walked into the room and realized InuYasha was there, then smacked into the door cause she'd backed out so fast.
Chiyo heard the front door swing open from downstairs, and next her dad calling her to help unload the shopping. Chiyo slowly swung her legs over the side of the bed onto the floor, then trudged out of her room and downstairs to help.
"Yo," she answered in a monotone, flicking her hand up as an excuse for a wave to her dad and Kyon.
"Hey Sis," Kyon answered, not looking up from the fruit bag he was unpacking. Chiyo noted the extensive amount of Aspirin, bandages and other medical items they had purchased. She also cringed when she spied a new computer screen leaning against the bench.
"Hey, could you just put these in the back fridge Chiyo?" her dad asked, handing her a bag of milk cartons. Chiyo grunted as a reply and plodded out to the garage to put them away, very glad he hadn't mentioned the new computer. Her dad, realizing how tired she was, even let her go back upstairs after that.
Chiyo slumped up the stairs, her mind focused on sleep and only seeing half the world out of her half-closed eyes. It's a stupid idea, though, to walk up the stairs with blurred vision, so naturally Chiyo miscounted the steps and did a face-plant at the top. A sigh, muffled by the carpet, escaped her, and she tried to force her worn limbs to pick her up. But she realized she was actually quite comfortable lying face first on the carpet, and decided to lie there instead.
'I wonder how much longer it'll take for InuYasha's freakin' wound to heal,' she wondered pointlessly, for what must have been the four hundredth time. What should have been a relatively small wound on InuYasha's chest where Kikyo's arrow had hit him had turned into a gaping infected hole, nearly as bad as when Sesshomaru had plunged his hand right through him in the earlier episodes. There had been black skin dying around the edges and pus seeping out from the inside, nearly making Chiyo throw up when she had inspected it. Since then her and her dad had been constantly monitoring it (for her mum actually had thrown up when she'd seen it), and the infection had thankfully died down. But they still had to change his bandages twice day, along with giving him anti-biotics and-
"What the hell do you think you're doing down there?"
Chiyo barely had time to recognize the irritated voice before a hand had grasped the back of her top and hoisted her up a good metre into the air.
"Gack!" she exclaimed, flailing her arms and legs as she dangled horizontally. "InuYasha, put me down! I was comfortable!"
"More like lazy," the half-demon retorted, as he moved her under his arm. He frowned down at Chiyo and generally ignored her protests to set her upright, so she decided to shut up and just pout instead as he carried her back to her room.
"Where were you?" she eventually asked, as he plonked her down none too gently back on her bed.
"Outside," he answered, sitting himself down and leaning against the wall. By now Chiyo knew that his one-worded answer meant 'I was sitting on the room looking out at the rest of the street keeping a look out or trying to look badass or something.' She looked him over, as he looked to the side. He was not dressed in his usual poofy red attire, which Chiyo's mum has complained smelt like wet dog and was now in the process of being washed for probably the first time ever. Instead, InuYasha wore a pair of her dad's old blue jeans and a pinkish-red t-shirt with the Nike symbol on it. Chiyo had to bite her lip to stop herself from giggling like a fangirl; seeing InuYasha in tight jeans just flicked on the otaku switch inside her.
"What?" InuYasha demanded, and Chiyo started, then realized he'd noticed her staring.
"Uh, no-nothing," she answered awkwardly, looking away quickly, then stuffing her face in a pillow when she felt herself blush. InuYasha looked away uncomfortably too, as he felt very awkward watching Chiyo stuff her head into something that had his face printed on it. Silence followed.
'Hey,' InuYasha suddenly realized, 'I still haven't apologized to her for nearly ripping her apart when I was demon, or thanked her for saving Kagome (see chapters 4 and 7).' He glanced at Chiyo, who still had her head stuck in the pillow-him. He paused, tossing around the idea of sounding sincere for once. Grinding his teeth together, he was just about to open his mouth when Chiyo raised her head out of the pillow.
"Oh yeah, that's right," she said, and InuYasha let out a breath he didn't know he'd been holding. "Ookami's coming over-"
"Hiya!!" The door slammed open, making InuYasha tip backwards and Chiyo drop her pillow in fright. Of course, who else could walk into the room but Ookami at that moment? Chiyo cursed the irony gods to the fiery pits of hell.
"And yet another person arrives to help me expand my ever-growing headache," Chiyo said with false excitement, as Ookami waltzed in.
"Well here's an add-on to that migraine," she said with an absolute-zero grin, and she clipped Chiyo over the back of the head, who yelped. Ookami turned to InuYasha, dropping her bag down onto the floor. "So, how have you been?" she asked eagerly. Before he could answer, Ookami went toppling forward onto the carpet as Chiyo kicked her from behind. Cursing, Ookami crawled up and glared at her.
"Pay back," Chiyo snapped.
"Shrimp," she muttered.
"Baka," Chiyo retorted.
"Broken-brained person," Ookami growled.
There was a pause, then both of them laughed.
InuYasha shook his head in disbelief. 'These girls look like sworn enemies one minute, then best friends the next,' he thought. 'I don't get it.'
"Anyway," Chiyo sighed, her laughter dying down, "How'd you get here so fast?"
"My dad was leaving to go out and collect wood for my grandma," Ookami answered, crossing her legs. "I just jumped in the car and he drove me here."
Chiyo watched as Ookami's eyes were drawn once again to her watch on her right wrist. "I still can't get over it," she said quietly. "That thing can seriously take you into the Feudal Era?"
"Yup." Chiyo lay back on her pillow, closing her eyes. "And everything's as real as InuYasha is right now."
Ookami turned to InuYasha, marvelling him as he glared back. "Every time look at you..." Ookami said slowly, and then she trailed off. InuYasha raised an eyebrow. "What?" he said, in an aggravated tone. He was sick of people staring him all the time. Ookami smiled. Chiyo opened one eye.
"Every time I look at you," she said,
"I just want to touch your ears."
"Arrrrrgh!!" InuYasha cried, as Chiyo exhaled tiredly and closed her eye again. "Not this again! You. Can. Not. Touch. Them!!" he barked at her. Ookami made a puppy dog face.
"But they look so fluffy!" she insisted. "And tweak-able! Pweeeeeeeease?" She pouted at him. InuYasha raised his fist in return, clenching his teeth.
"Ok guys, just chill," Chiyo said exasperatingly. "No fighting in my room. Blood stains are hard to get outta the carpet." Her joking voice held an edge to it. Ookami looked away grudgingly and InuYasha lowered his clenched hand.
The three raised their heads when they heard someone coming upstairs. The door opened soon after, and Chiyo's dad came in.
"Chiyo," he said, after nodding briefly to the other two, "I forgot to buy the pasta for tonight's dinner. Would you mind just quickly walking up to the shop and grabbing a few packets?"
"Hm? Oh, sure, yeah. No problem," Chiyo replied, hopping off the bed and following her dad out. Ookami and InuYasha followed suit behind.
Downstairs, Kyon stood in front of the toaster, waiting for the bread to pop up. Chiyo waited as her dad removed a note from his wallet, whilst Ookami gazed longingly at InuYasha's ears, her hands twitching occasionally.
"Ookami, would you mind waiting here with InuYasha?" Chiyo asked, slipping the money into her back pocket. "I'll only be a sec."
"Sure!" she replied happily, and Chiyo saw InuYasha grimace behind her. "Why can't I go out?" he growled. "Don't tell me it's like Kagome's world all over again."
"It's like Kagome's world all over again," Chiyo told him, walking towards the door. "Sorry. You'll just have to put up with it until you get back."
At that moment, Chiyo's mum walked into the room, back from wherever she'd been until now. At the same time, Kyon's toast popped up, with InuYasha standing right next to the toaster. He jerked at the sound and raised his fist, ready to punch the living daylights out of the machine. Chiyo's mum squealed, but Chiyo quickly lashed her leg out and kicked InuYasha in the shin, and his hand dropped to his leg and missed the toaster by inches.
"InuYasha, the toaster is not your enemy," Chiyo stated tiredly, as he hissed in pain. Chiyo looked to her mum and jumped at the expression on her face.
"Chiyo," she said quietly, her voice quivering, "would you please get him out of the house?"
Chiyo blinked, and rubbed the back of her neck. "Well, not really," she answered, growing more nervous at her mother's reddening face. "He sorta has to stay in here in case-"
"JUST GET HIM OUT!!" her mum screamed, making everyone jump about a metre in the air.
"Y-y-yes ma'am!!" Chiyo and Ookami both squeaked back, grabbing InuYasha by the arms and rushing out as fast as they could. They were out the front door and halfway down the street before Kyon even remembered his toast was ready.
"So what pasta do you want?"
"I dunno. Just get penne."
"But that's so boring!"
"Well then get spaghetti."
"Kyon hates that."
"Then get something else."
"Fine, but I'm not getting anything squiggly."
"Who cares what shape the freakin' pasta is?!"
"I do!!"
InuYasha rolled his eyes at the pair, then turned and looked around. The 'shop' was bigger than any he'd ever seen, even the one he'd been to in Kagome's time. Unfortunately he was unsuccessful in finding a big stack of ramen like he had in Kagome's world, which he would have preferred to any of the pasta that the girls were failing to choose. Sighing, he walked off from the arguing duo and looked around at some other merchandise. But before he could walk even a few steps away, someone grabbed onto his arm.
InuYasha automatically grabbed the hilt of the Tessaiga, which he had insisted on still wearing even without his feudal era clothing. He turned and saw an unfamiliar girl clutching on his arm, and he frowned. She was about the same ages as Chiyo, maybe a bit older. Two other girls eagerly stood behind her.
"Excuse me, sir," the girl holding him said, "you wouldn't happen to be a cosplayer, would you?"
'Cosplayer?' InuYasha thought, vaguely remembering the word. 'Oh yeah, Ookami called me that before as well.'
"Sorry," he answered, shrugging her off. "Don't know what the word means." He turned to walk off, but was cut off by the other two girls, who had somehow sneaked behind him.
"Well then..." one of the girls started, as the first girl moved to stand next to her friends.
"...do you know what the show 'InuYasha' is?" the other girl finished. InuYasha's eye visibly twitched, and his mind began to panic. "More...or less," he choked out, and the three girls beamed up at him.
"Then you're dressing up as him, right?" the first girl pressed, as the other two gazed at his ears and sword sheath.
"M-may..be..." InuYasha stuttered, now starting to really freak out. Had they guessed he really was InuYasha? 'Where the hell did Chiyo and Ookami go?' he thought, looking around for them desperately.
"Then that's cosplaying!" the third girl exclaimed happily. InuYasha began to sweat as the girls moved in closer.
"And you're a really good cosplayer," the second one commented. "I mean, look how real this katana looks!" she exclaimed, reaching for his sword.
"Hey!" InuYasha snapped, jerking away. "Don't touch that!"
"Hah, and you've even got Inu-chan's temperament right," the first girl laughed, as she reached for his hair. InuYasha twitched at her sappy nickname for him.
"And your hair's the perfect colour!"
"And just look how real those ears look, too!"
InuYasha tried to step back but the three girls kept advancing on him, until his was driven into a wall. "J-j-just cut it out!" InuYasha cried, but the girls kept commenting and trying to touch his sword and hair. 'Someone help me!!' he thought desperately.
"Alright you fangirls, break it up!!"
InuYasha's ears shot up and he looked around for the source of the voice. He finally spied Ookami standing with her hands on her hips and a glare on her face a few steps behind the girls. The three harassment witches turned and faced her, giving her questioning looks. Ookami wasted no time in stomping forward and grabbing onto InuYasha. "He's with me," she growled at them, then marched away with him. InuYasha watched the sulking girls disappear as they rounded a corner, then let out a huge breath. "Thanks," he said to Ookami, "but you can let me go now."
"Not a chance, Inu-chan," she hissed at him, and his face went red. "I ain't letting you get cornered by obsessed freaks again. Can't believe you ran into fans of the show, here of all places..." She trailed off, muttering something about sick irony and anime conventions.
InuYasha gulped, trying to forget about the nickname and focusing instead on keeping up with Ookami, whose pace was so fast and strong she was practically ripping his arm out of its socket.
'Great,' InuYasha thought glumly. 'How is Chiyo gonna react when she hears I was nearly caught out...'
"Bwahahahahahahahahaha!!!!!"
"Will you shut up already?!"
"Oh my god, InuYasha, that is just too funny!!" Chiyo cried, wiping tears from her eyes. "Or should I call you Inu-chan?" she commented, which drove her into yet another fit of giggles. InuYasha wished he could punch her laughing face, but lying on her bed and having his wound inspected by her meant that he wasn't in the best position to do that right now.
"It wasn't really funny," Ookami commented, hovering over the pair like a bee around flowers. "He could've been found out." But InuYasha could see she was trying to hold back laughter herself.
"Okay, let's take a look at this wound," Chiyo said, after she's got her breath back from laughing so much. She swiftly unwrapped the bandages that covered InuYasha's chest, revealing more skin after each layer. Finally the last piece of cloth was removed, and Chiyo and Ookami fell silent, inspecting the injury.
"So?" InuYasha asked, after a moment's silence from the girls. "How is it?"
Chiyo's brow furrowed very slightly, and then her face broke into a wide grin. "It's gone," she said happily, as Ookami continued to stare. "The wound's completely disappeared."
"Wait…you serious?" InuYasha asked, lifting his head.
"Stay down, you," Chiyo said, forcing his head roughly back down.
"Woah," Ookami said, breaking her silence. "But wasn't it really bad yesterday?"
"Well I guess all those anti-biotics finally kicked in!" Chiyo exclaimed, rolling up the dirtied bandages. "The infection probably wore off, so then all that was left to heal was the damaged tissue." She paused, thinking.
"So that means," InuYasha said, cautiously sitting up and hoping Chiyo wouldn't push him back down again, "that I can go back now?"
"Uh huh," Chiyo said, stretching her arms. Ookami paused, then suddenly jerked as the information sunk in. "Wait a sec," she said, frowning, "go back?" She looked at Chiyo. "But...so soon? He just got here! That...that's not fair!!"
"It's not like he's here because he wants to be, Ookami," Chiyo said, looking up at her.
"Yeah," InuYasha agreed. "The sooner I get back, the better. I'm done with these weird worlds that people like you and Kagome live in."
"No!" Ookami whined, stamping her foot. "You have to stay!"
"I do not!" InuYasha snapped at her, reaching for his top. "I'm leaving right now, and no-one's gonna stop me!"
"Sit boy," Chiyo said with her hands on her hips, and InuYasha fell off her bed with fright. Chiyo smirked and muttered, "That'll teach you." Then she turned to Ookami. "Listen, I won't let him leave until the morning, okay?"
"That wasn't funny!" InuYasha growled as he got up from the floor.
Ookami stared at her. "You promise?" she asked, boring a hole in Chiyo's head with her eye power.
Chiyo nodded, trying not to let her uneasiness show on her face. "Yep, promise," she replied, turning to pick up the discarded bandages. "Anyway, you might as well sleep over tonight. You can say goodbye to us in the morning."
InuYasha, through with being ignored, stomped out of the room.
"Wait, 'us'?" Ookami repeated, as InuYasha slammed the door shut. "Whaddya mean?"
"Hm? Oh, well, I have to go and make sure InuYasha gets back okay. Don't want him getting trapped in that creepy portal thing or something."
Ookami was silent after that, which surprised Chiyo – she hardly ever went silent. The girl was a living Little Ms. Chatterbox. It was only if she was thinking about something; but seriously thinking about it. Chiyo knew it'd come back to bite her later, dreading what her devious friend might be planning.
"Goodnight girls! Goodnight InuYasha!"
"G'night!" Chiyo called back downstairs for the other two, as she walked down the corridor to her bedroom. Ookami was waiting in her room, InuYasha following her after using the bathroom. Chiyo snickered, remembering when they'd try to teach him how to use the toilet for the first time.
Chiyo entered her room, noting Ookami had already pulled out the mattress and was sitting on it. She looked up at the duo as they walked in, and then frowned at InuYasha. "What's he doing in here?" she asked. Chiyo blinked. "Hm? Oh, he's been sleeping in here for the past few days."
"Well he can't sleep in here tonight," Ookami replied.
"And just why not?" InuYasha demanded, stepping forward. Ookami jumped up and started pushing him out of the room.
"Because! There are two girls sleeping in here and we'll keep you up all night with our talking and I need a particular atmosphere to sleep and yeah!"
"But- Chiyo!" InuYasha cried, as Ookami proceeded to wedge him out of the doorway.
Chiyo gave him an apologetic look. "Sorry, but Ookami has certain sleep issues. You'll just have to put up with it tonight."
InuYasha groaned, then turned and trudged out of the room, muttering curses under his breath. "The couch is pretty comfy!" Ookami called out to him, as she shut the door. She sighed, and then turned around to find Chiyo glaring at her.
"That was mean," Chiyo stated, her arms folded across her chest. Ookami stuck out her tongue in return. "I don't want any guy to see me when I'm asleep," she replied, "no matter who – or what – he is," she added. Chiyo rolled her eyes, plonking down on her pillow.
Later on, at around about 2 o'clock in the morning, Chiyo and Ookami were still talking under the cover of darkness. Her parents had given up telling the pair a lights-out time long ago, after many failed attempts to shut them up at night.
"Wait- you're telling me that you stopped demon InuYasha by smacking him on the head with his sword?!"
"Yep. Didn't know whether it would work or not; very glad that it did or I would've been dead me-"
"Hold on a sec!!" Ookami suddenly cried.
"Shut up!" Chiyo whisper-yelled, shoving a pillow in where she thought Ookami's face was (remember, humans don't have night vision, no matter how much we want it). Ookami gave a muffled yelp and grabbed onto what she thought would be Chiyo's arm (which was actually her leg) and yanked her off of her bed onto the floor.
"What was that for?!" both girls exclaimed in unison, then they both put their hands over their mouths when they heard movement downstairs. They both stayed stone-still until the slightly stifled speech and steps of Chiyo's parents died down and faded. Slowly they removed their hands from over their mouths, both sitting up on the mattress.
"Thanks a lot," she hissed at Ookami, "you would've had my head on a platter if my dad had walked in!"
"Oh, suck it up," Ookami grumbled, grabbing her Edward Elric-faced pillow she'd brought with her and hugging it. "Now can I continue without you slamming something in my face?"
"If you can keep your voice below screaming point, then please do continue."
Chiyo could feel Ookami's glare piercing through the pitch black.
"I was going to ask," Ookami continued menacingly, "if you'd met Houshi-sama!"
Chiyo frowned. "Who's Houshi-sa – oh!" Now she remembered. 'Houshi-sama' was another word for Lord Monk in Japanese. So by Houshi-sama...
"You mean Miroku, right?" Chiyo said, grinning from ear to ear. She saw the rough outline of Ookami's head nodding vigorously. "Of course I've met Miroku!"
Ookami squealed, earning herself a shut-up kick from Chiyo. "You've really met him?! That's so cool!! Kyaa~!!" Ookami whisper-squeaked, squeezing her Ed-pillow so hard it might burst at the seams. Chiyo tried not to laugh. Ookami was an extreme Miroku fangirl. She had a big poster of him with his wind tunnel open stuck on the ceiling above her bed, along with numerous collectables like key-rings and plushies with his face on it. Of course, they didn't outnumber her Fullmetal Alchemist figurines, but they came pretty close.
"That settles it," Ookami suddenly said in the midst of her giggles, catching Chiyo's attention.
"Huh?" she asked. "Settles...what, exactly?"
"I'm coming with you tomorrow." Ookami replied happily, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. Chiyo was silent for a moment.
"Ooka...mi," she finally said, "you're not coming tomorrow."
Chiyo yelped as the Ed-pillow knocked her backwards.
"Oh, you bet I am," Ookami said, still as happily as before. Chiyo jerked off and flung the pillow back, but Ookami – expecting the vicious return of her pillow – caught it with ease.
"One; don't piff pillows at me," Chiyo snarled at her, – making Ookami laugh evilly – "and two; what makes you so sure you can come along?"
"Oh, I'll be coming alright," Ookami replied wickedly. "Unless, of course, you want that fanfiction you wrote to go up on the school's portal."
Chiyo paused, then she gasped. "Wait- you don't mean..?!"
"Oh yeah, I mean that one."
"You wouldn't..."
"Wanna try me?"
Chiyo bit her lip. A couple of months ago she had been home alone and very bored. So, like most fangirls might do when bored, she wrote a very Mary Sue-ish and soppy one-shot of her and a certain dog-eared half demon......well......let's just say it was the last thing she wanted anyone to ever lay eyes on. Unfortunately Chiyo had made the mistake of saving it to her USB, forgetting it was on there, then letting Ookami borrow the USB. 'But she wouldn't dare pull that on me...' Chiyo thought indecisively. 'That's my whole reputation – no, my whole life at stake. She wouldn't...right?'
"Seeing as you doubt me so," Ookami said, breaking Chiyo's train of thought, "would you like to test me?"
"Huh?" Chiyo's stomach dropped down to her feet.
"Let's just see what InuYasha has to say about this," Ookami taunted, grabbing her bag and beginning to unzip it, which almost certainly held Ookami's USB inside it.
"No-!!" Chiyo cried as silently as she could, leaping for Ookami's silhouette. Ookami, again expecting an attack, swiftly rolled out of the way and tackled Chiyo from the back, pinning her down. Chiyo flailed under her like a fish, but she couldn't break her friend's grip off of her.
"Now then," Ookami whispered, still grinning, "are you going to let me come with you to the Feudal Era, or do I have to publicly embarrass you before you oblige?"
"Get off me and I might answer!" Chiyo hissed, but Ookami just pressed her down harder. "Owowow! Okay okay, fine, you can come! Just get off me!"
"You promise?" Ookami asked, holding her down tighter than ever.
"Yes, yes, I promise!!"
"Swear on InuYasha?"
"I swear on him! Now get the hell off me!!"
Ookami finally released Chiyo, who plonked down on the mattress and rubbed her sore limbs. Ookami leaned back onto her heels.
"I knew you'd see my way eventually," she said cheerfully, as if she just hadn't tried to dislocate Chiyo's shoulder and threaten her with blackmail.
"I knew you see my way eventually," Chiyo mimicked in a high, annoyed voice, as she propped herself up on her elbows.
Just then, the door handle clicked, making both Chiyo and Ookami start. Chiyo jumped up and dived back onto her bed, and Ookami grabbed her blanket and threw it over her head, both of them lying down and staying as still as they could. The door opened up, and Chiyo peeked a look at who had entered through a half-open eyelid. But she abruptly sat up and flung her blanket off of her when she realized who it was.
"InuYasha, what the heck do you want?!" she whisper-yelled at him, and the blanket Ookami had thrown over her head soon disappeared off of her too. Standing in the doorway, with one hand still holding the door handle, was InuYasha. He stepped back a bit as both girls glared at him; he probably hadn't been expecting them to both be awake.
"I- I just-" he started, "I- heard noises! And someone said my name, too!" he said defensively. Chiyo could guess that he was blushing, even though it was too dark to tell.
"Is everything alright in here?" he asked, sounding annoyed.
Chiyo and Ookami both glanced at each other, and Ookami gave her a I-still-have-blackmail-against-you-so-don't-you-dare-tell look. "Yeah, everything's fine," Chiyo sighed. 'Damn you Ookami. One day you'll pay...'
"Yup, everything's fine!" Ookami reassured InuYasha. When he didn't move, she stood up, grinned at him, and closed the door. The two girls heard him grumble something like 'worse than Kagome' before his footsteps faded away.
Chiyo watched from the top window as her parents and Kyon, in the car, reversed out of the driveway, turned, and drove off down the road and out of sight. She sighed, knowing she was kind of deceiving them a little. They (as in, her mum) had not wanted her to go back to the Feudal era with InuYasha, so Chiyo hadn't said a word about her leaving, much less about Ookami tagging along. If all went as it usually did though, she would only be gone for a seemingly split second and then return, so her parents wouldn't know a thing.
"C'mon c'mon c'mon!" Ookami chanted impatiently, hopping from foot to foot excitedly. "Let's go let's go let's go!!"
"Alright, alright already," Chiyo said exasperatingly, walking away from the window. "InuYasha, you ready?"
"Have been since I woke up," he snapped, and it was true; he'd been even more impatient than usual, wanting to return to his 'normal' world, as he had called it (Chiyo had had to stop herself from laughing). He'd rushed to get back into his normal attire as well, which now smelt strongly of soap and strawberries.
"Well then, let's get going," she said, stretching her arms before peering at the watch on her wrist. "Lessee...it was...this button, here." Chiyo pressed the large silver button on the side of the screen, and the other two jumped as the portal suddenly emerged out of the air in front of them. Ookami's mouth dropped to the floor as she gaped at the churning circular mass of colour in front of her.
"You first," Chiyo said and, without warning, grabbed Ookami's arm and thrust her in. She squealed in shock, and then her and her flailing arms disappeared as she melted in with the colours. InuYasha raised his eyebrows, then quickly hopped in after her before Chiyo could grab onto him. Chiyo took in a deep breath, then jumped in herself. She let her body go limp as the colour surrounded her, and she tumbled through the weird sensation with ease. Her clothes began to change and become red and puffier. Her hair waved around her as it lengthened, and she even felt her ears disappear from the side of her face as new, fluffier ones came up on the top of her head. Eventually she spied an opening of light at the bottom of the portal, and she manoeuvred herself upright as she fell through it. As she passed through her surroundings suddenly changed from multi-coloured to Kaede's village. The ground approached rapidly, but Chiyo was ready for it; she bent her knees as she landed and the impact of her landing was minimal, and she retained her balance. Glancing up, she saw the last of the portal evaporate into the air as smoothly as it had appeared only moments ago.
Slowly Chiyo stood up, brushed herself off, and looked around. When she spied InuYasha, she had to shove her fist in her mouth to stop herself from laughing; he had landed on top of one of the roofs of a village hut and crashed through it, leaving only his legs sticking out and kicking the air around him. 'But if he's here,' Chiyo thought, 'then where's-'
"OH MY GOD!!"
Chiyo jumped as her friend's voice cut through the peacefulness of the village, and quickly turned to the direction of the sound. When she finally spotted Ookami, her eyes widened and her mouth dropped open. "Holy smhickey!!" she exclaimed, a twitching finger rising up to point at her friend.
"Ookami...what the hell...?!"
Kagome: Stupid cliff-hangers AGAIN!
Ookami: What the hell did you do to me?!
Laura: (lying in a pool of blood) Heh...hah...heh...(twitches)
Chiyo: Somebody call a freakin' ambulance!!