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Songs: Fall To Pieces… Avril Lavigne
RECORD BREAKING NEWS: Minutes after my last update I'm updating again! Booya!! Okay so here it is! The chapter that sparked the inspiration for this entire story!!! It was supposed to originally be a one shot, but I was hit with an idea after writing the one shot, which is this chapter, so I turned it into a 15 chapter long story!!! The end results were better anyways. Okay, please enjoy chapter 14 of Confessions of a High School Freak!!!!
Confessions of a Highschool Freak
Goodbye, my almost lover
Goodbye, my hopeless dream
I'm trying not to think about you
Can't you just let me be?
So long, my luckless romance
My back is turned on you
Should've known you'd bring me heartache
Almost lovers always do
A Fine Frenzy "Almost Lover"
(my favorite song)
Confession #14: I Love Inuyasha
Again I wanted to hide in my room and just cry all day, but my newly appointed best friend, refused to let me do it. Though my critique on my picture was great, I still needed money for the camp because they didn't say anything about scholarship—a scholarship for camp. Ha!—and I didn't want to take any chances. So I was preparing for the Songwriters competition being held at the Karaoke Bar this Saturday. I didn't want to got, but Bank kept nagging me and he refused to let me fall into a completely depressed rut.
It was hard though because we still have Chem. together—my grades dropping without PCC—and at lunch I'd watch Inuyasha sit at his table with Kikyo. There were differences like he obviously wasn't happy. His head was always drooped. Also he and Kikyo weren't attached at the hip anymore, but there wasn't any word of an official breakup. Not that I could really do anything if there were.
I was in the middle of staring at Inuyasha drooped head when Bank came to the table all excited and completely blocked my vision.
"What?" I asked in my dead, I'm-depressed voice.
"I just got the perfect idea."
"To what? My life's already slowly crumbling; you have duct tape to fix it?"
"Ha, ha funny, but no." He leaned in close so his eyes were like… right there "I'm know how to get you out of this rut."
"How?" I asked, swirling my fry in ketchup, not believing him.
"First, you have to agree to the Songwriters competition."
"I already said I'd think about it."
"Yeah… but that's not a definite yes. I'm not going to cheer you up unless I get a definite yes."
"Why do I—"
"I'm not hearing that yes."
"This is so stu—"
"Where's that yes?"
"I'm not—"
"Just three letters. Y-E-S. That spells…"
"No."
"God, Kagome, you suck at spelling. No wonder Ms. Saki hates you."
Grr… I didn't want to be completely happy at the moment, but Bank always makes it so hard. I cracked a small smile and laughed lightly. "Okay, why do I have to say yes?"
"Is that a yes?"
"Yes, it's a yes, now tell me!"
"Alright," Bank took a seat, but it looked like he had so much energy, he couldn't if sit still let alone keep it contained in his body. "I'm putting you two together."
By 'you two' I knew he mean me and Inuyasha.
"Impossible."
"Very possible," Bank easily countered not even effected by my negativity. "I'm going to get him to come to the Karaoke Bar Saturday you're going to tell him you love him and ba-da-bing ba-da-boom! Everything's fixed."
I looked at Bank like the idiot he apparently was. This, this, was his grand plan. Mission: Let's Break Kagome's Heart Even More!? What an idiot.
"That's never going to work."
"I know it sounds like its not going to work, but it is." I was about to counter when Bank cut it. "Kagome, I can read people and I know that the only reason you guys can't fix things is because you both love each other. With all that unclear reasoning in the air of course you guys are in this rut!"
"Bank, I'm sorry to be the one to completely ruin your plans, but Inuyasha is dating Kikyo."
Bank shook his head with a smug grin. "Kagome, Kagome, Kagome… come here." He took my face in his hands and forced me to look at Inuyasha's table. "Does that look like a guy dating Kikyo?"
Inuyasha wasn't even looking at her.
"No…"
Bank let go of my face. "So that problem has been solved. Any more complaints or excuses?"
"Yeah! How do you even know he… he loves me too?"
Bank sat up straight all teacher-like. "Exhibit one, the way he reacted to that drunk guy at the bar the day we skipped for the gig. Two, how he called you gorgeous. Three, how he get's jealous when I'm around. Four, how he was all upset when he thought we were dating. Five, how he keep repeating he wouldn't know who he'd be without you. And finally six, the kiss. Need I go on?"
"No," I growled out. "I don't know how you're going to get him to come though."
Bank broke into one of his huge smiles. He dug around his bag and pulled out a hand full of flyers. "With flyers," another handful. "Flyers." He dropped these two on the table and pulled out even more flyers. "And more flyers."
They were all flyers of the Karaoke Bar even except they had, Featuring Higurashi Kagome, in big black letters all over them.
I looked at him as if he were crazy. "Stuffing them in his locker isn't going to get him to come down."
"Persistence is an amazing tool."
"Whatever."
"So am I getting a yes to this plan?"
I stayed quiet, thinking it over. It couldn't get any worse, right?
"Y-E-S spells…"
I sighed. "Yes."
"Alright! Ms. Saki would be so proud!"
"Yeah, in my dreams."
~0~
I sat at the table, crazy nervous, and my leg wouldn't stop bouncing. I kept watching the contestants get called to the stage and blow the crowd away. Really, some just took my breath away. No matter how much water I downed, my mouth still went dry, begging for more. It was like a bottomless pit, never satisfied.
"Alright, Kagome, just take some deep, calming breaths," Bank coached me, demonstrating. "Just stay calm."
"Shut up, Bank" I snapped, agitated. "How can I be calm, when the future of my entire summer is riding on this one moment?"
"I was just trying to help."
I sighed. "I know. I'm just so nervous!"
Truth to be told, I wouldn't be here at all if it weren't for him shoving all those damn flyers for the contest in my own locker. Being completely honest, I wasn't going to show up at all after my nerves started kicking in and especially after the huge art show blow out. But when you have a persistent best friend who can pull one hell of a puppy dog face, it gets harder to say no. So now I'm here.
Also the fact the Bank promised me Inuyasha would be here, gave me a little more than a push into the karaoke joint's front doors. I wasn't here to just patch up our friendship. This time I was finally going to suck up the courage and tell Inuyasha how I feel and take the risk of getting my heart truly crushed. And from there… I'll just have to deal, huh?
The last time I worked up the courage—last summer—it didn't go so well.
I closed my eyes and drew in a breath. I was going to tell him. We've been friends forever so he should feel something by now too, right?
My eyes opened and I filled my body with determination and gripped those little pieces of courage I held. I looked at my reflection in the glass of the Takahashi's front door, before I rung the doorbell. Hair wasn't flying away, my face wasn't too red, and my blue eyes weren't displaying the absolute fear I was feeling. Good.
I raised my finger and press the little button before my conscience caught up and sent me running for the safety of my own room and the comforting words of Simba.
The door swung open and I blinked a few times. It felt like I was looking in a mirror except the person staring back at me had brown eyes, straight hair, mammoth boobs, and an outfit ten times better than my jeans and ninja t-shirt. And Inuyasha' hand was wrapped around the girl's waist.
Kikyo.
"Hey Kags," Inuyasha chirped, smiling at me. "This is Kikyo. We're kinda… going out."
I smiled and then made some excuse about stopping by just to see if he wanted to do anything, but he seemed busy. I then turned my back and let the tears form and fall like raindrops on my feet.
That was the day my heart was completely shattered by Inuyasha. It was also the day I started drawing umbrellas in a lot of my pictures. My protective cover I didn't have that day.
I felt Bank nudge me in the side with his elbow and I snapped out of my daze.
"As promised, there he is," Bank spoke smugly, pointing to a pair of silver ears that bobbed in the center of the crowd.
My heart stopped beating and my hands got sweaty and I couldn't think straight. There he was, in the middle of the room, about to here me announce my love for him. Oh God, what the hell was I thinking!? What is he going to say? What if he's his usual stupid, thickheaded self and didn't get that I was talking about him? What if—
"Hey! Kagome!" I looked over at Bank's frantic face. "For heaven's sake, breathe!"
I let out all the air I didn't realize I was holding out in a big whoosh and tried actually breathing. I thought of all the 'What if's though, and shivers ran down my spine. What am I doing here? I can't get up there and sing! I can't, I can't, I can't, I—
"Hey," Bank placed a hand on my shoulder and my shivers stopped. "You're going to go up there and kick ass and make those supposedly poised Talent scouts scream your name, got it?"
"Those words sound awfully familiar."
"I got them from a brave girl."
I smiled at Bank, softly. He would always have my back.
"Thanks."
"Our next contestant is Kagome Higurashi!" the announcer called and my heart skipped a beat.
Bank shot me one of his dazzling smiles. "Go get 'em, Kags. Oh, and remember; eye of the tiger." He smiled, and made his hand into a claw.
I laughed and gave Bank a light hug. "You're the best Bank."
"I know."
I punched his shoulder playfully and then grabbed my guitar and slid out the booth. I made my way to the stage, reciting the lyrics I was shouting as I ran up the shrine steps, in my head. I needed every boost of courage I could get.
It's the eye of the tiger, it's the thrill of the fight
Rising up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night
And he's watching us all in—
My courage boosting song was cut short when I felt a hand latch onto my wrist. I turned to meet the amber eyes of the guy I loved. Inuyasha offered me a half hearted encouragingly smile, but I could see the hurt still in his eyes.
"Inuyasha—"
"Knock em' dead," he cut me off and placed a lingering kiss to my cheek. He then offered me his half hearted smile again, before turning around, oblivious to the cartwheels he made my heart do.
"Kagome Higurashi… any day now," the announcer called from the stage again and I hurried my pace to the stage.
Please, Inuyasha, don't be thickheaded tonight.
~0~
I sat on a stool, in the middle of the stage, my guitar resting in my lap and the mike was held on a mike stand, close to my mouth. The lights were practically blinding me and I squinted into crowd until I found Inuyasha's silver hair. I drew in a deep breath and kept my eyes trained to him. I finally released the concealed air.
Let's do this.
I played for a while, before I finally opened my mouth, singing.
I looked away
Then I looked back at you
You tried to say
The things that you can't undo
My eyes locked with Inuyasha's.
If I had my way
I'd never get over you
Today's the day
I pray that we make it through
Make it through the fall,
Make it through it all.
No more mixed messages, no more beating around the bush. I'm telling him, and maybe we can get through this. At worst, still be friends in some way. I'm just tired of my heart breaking every single effing day. I'm tired of constantly being chosen under Kikyo. I'm just… tired.
And I don't wanna fall to pieces
I just wanna sit and stare at you.
I don't wanna talk about it
It was the first game of the season this year and as promised; I showed up to cheer Inuyasha on.
"GO INUYASHA!" I screamed at the top of my lungs from the stands as Inuyasha intercepted the ball and began running the ball back for a touchdown. I was screaming with everything I was worth, but I was still drowned out by Kikyo who was leading a cheer in Inuyasha's honor in her skimpy uniform.
First thing Inuyasha did after he scored the touch down was run to the cheerleaders and indulge in a passionate kiss with Kikyo and my heart broke again.
And I don't want a conversation
I just wanna cry in front of you.
I don't wanna talk about it
'Cause I'm in love with you.
I looked deep into Inuyasha's eyes, hoping he understood that I was singing to him, about him. Judging by the wide eyes look he was giving me, I'd say he wasn't being dense.
You're the only one
I'd be with till the end.
We were ten and sitting in my room because it was raining.
"Hey, Inuyasha?" I had asked suddenly, filling the silence.
"Yeah?" He kept his eyes trained on the ball he was tossing in the air.
"We're always going to be friends, right?"
"Don't be stupid, Kagome," Inuyasha scoffed and for a second my heart broke, but he continued. "Of course we're always going to be together. We're in this till' the end."
"So until we're dead?"
"No, stupid," Inuyasha scoffed again and I remember scowling ready to give him a piece of my mind when he cut me off. "Forever. You got that? For-ev-er."
I smiled at him. "Gotcha'."
"Good."
When I come undone
you bring me back again.
Back under the stars,
Back into your arms.
—I was in forward motion, not stopping until I collided with Inuyasha's firm chest and his arms wrapped around me, holding me in place with a tight grip.—
—nuzzled his nose in my shoulder—
—his arms were around me, drawing me in and he rested his head in my shoulder—
—I felt his lips on mine—
And I don't wanna fall to pieces
I just wanna sit and stare at you.
I don't wanna talk about it
And I don't want a conversation
I just wanna cry in front of you.
I don't wanna talk about it
'Cause I'm in love with you
I looked up, expecting to see Inuyasha's golden eyes again, but when I did I only saw his ducked head, phone pressed to his ear. A piece of my heart broke off. I'm singing… to him and he's talking on the phone.
I kept singing, hoping he understood.Wanna know who you are,
Wanna know where to start,
I wanna know what this means.
I watched Inuyasha turn his back towards me, heading for the exit. I felt the tears building up in my ears and I almost choked up but I got my voice back in the small break. Why? Why did he always turn his back to me?
Wanna know how you feel,
Wanna know what is real.
I wanna know everything Everything!
I followed his retreating back with my eyes, singing with everything I had, hoping Inuyasha was still listening; praying he wasn't blocking me out.I don't wanna fall to pieces
I just wanna sit and stare at you.
I don't wanna talk about it
Inuyasha looked at me over his shoulder and we stared at each other while I kept singing to him. The look in his eyes though said he was sorry. Sorry, that he was leaving, that he didn't care, that he wasn't listening to me.
My heart shattered again.
And I don't want a conversation
I just wanna cry in front of you.
I don't wanna talk about it.
The tears were flowing down my cheeks as I kept singing, but I sang with as much passion and as loud as possible, hoping Inuyasha could hear through the closed doors as he left me singing my love for him.
That bastard.And I don't wanna fall to pieces
I just wanna sit and stare at you.
I don't wanna talk about it
And I don't want a conversation
I just wanna cry in front of you.
and I don't wanna talk about it
'Cause I'm in love with you.
I'm in love with you,
'Cause I'm in love with you.
I'm in love with you,
I'm in love with you.
My pick flew across the chords, hurrying to get the last notes out so I could finish, the tears falling down my cheeks faster now. Gods, these people must be staring at me, thinking I'm nuts.
When I finally finished I forced a smile, bowed, and all but ran off the stage. Bank caught me before I can make a full get away.
"Kagome do you—"
"I just want to be alone right now," I choked out, and Bank let me go, but I can feel his eyes boring holes in my back.
I pushed the doors to the back exit open, and ran out into the winter air where the wind would pick up and carry away my tears.
~0~
I came inside—mainly because it was freezing outside and I had left my coat in the booth—just in time for the winner to be announced.
"And the winner for the trip to Talent is…" the host opened the envelope and pulled out the slip of paper that possibly held my summer plans. I didn't realize how much I wanted to go spend time with Bank and everyone else until, now. Maybe because all possible plans with Inuyasha were thrown out the window. I felt the burn of tears in the back of my eyes and pushed the thought away.
The host slowly unfolded the note before smiling into the mike to announce the winner. "Give it up for the newest attendee of Talent, YUUKI SARATOGA!!!"
I just stood motionless as some beautiful girl with green eyes and curly brown hair took the stage accepting her check. If it was possible, my heart would have shattered again. I get all this courage worked for what? Nothing. No fat check, no Inuyasha.
I don't even have Inuyasha to comfort me as a friend. I'm having the night from hell and he just walks out most likely to see his stupid, bitchy girlfriend.
So we had our disagreements, yes. We're not perfect, but who is? So he may be upset about earlier, but friends...friends stick together, but where was Inuyasha? Not here.
I tried not to think too badly of Kikyo for a while since she was Inuyasha's damn girlfriend and all, but damnit, I'm hurt and pissed off. After all those times I spent listening to Inuyasha vent over one of their stupid fights where was he when I really needed him? After those times where I would cancel plans just to help him through a project because I loved him that much, where was he when I just failed big time? Where the hell is Inuyasha in mytime of need? I know exactly where that ass was. Out fucking the Wicked Whore of the West or fighting with her. Either way he wasn't here with me.
He was with her.
I grabbed my bag and guitar and headed out the door to where Mom's car was waiting. I threw my stuff in the passenger's seat where Inuyasha should be and put my key in the ignition. I put my hands on the steering wheel but couldn't press down on the gas. Tears filled my vision and I tightened my grip on the steering wheel until my knuckles turned white and rested my forehead on it, crying with sobs that racked my body.
I must have sat there for a full five minutes when there was wrapping on the side of my window. I turned to see Bank and he had a serious look on his face. I opened the door for him and a second later his arms were wrapped around me.
"It's okay Kags."
I cried even harder as I held onto my best friend's shirt. "He d-didn't even st-stay for the whole thing!"
Bank patted my back, rubbing gentle circles and I closed my eyes tighter. "It'll be alright Kagome. You'll see. It's all gonna be fine."
I clung on tighter to him hoping, praying, he wasn't lying to me.
~0~
I sat in my bed in a tank-top and my favorite Tweety Bird pajama pants, but they weren't really cheering me up. I had a bowl of Rocky Road drowned in whipped cream balancing in my lap and Lion King going. Even Lion King was pissing me off today.
I was at the part before Simba's 'I Just Can't Wait to be King', where Zazu was going on about Simba and Nala being betrothed.
Simba: Be-what?
Zazu: Betrothed. Intended. Fianced.
Nala: Meaning…
Zazu: One day, you two are going to be married.
Simba/Nala: Yuck. Eww.
Simba: I can't marry her. She's my friend.
That jerk, Simba. I bet Nala was just covering up her own feelings and he probably just crushed a little cub's heart. I chucked my pillow at the screen. Simba's a jackass like Inuyasha.
Inuyasha…
I looked at the clock. 12:30am.
He wasn't coming.
And the tears were coming again, full force. I pulled my knees to my chest and cried into them, muffling my sobs with my legs. I can't even watch my favorite kid's movie without bursting into tears.
"I hate you, Inuyasha." I whispered in the dark to myself, the tears falling faster. "I hate you, I hate you, I hate you."
The sad part is that I still loved him.
~0~
In the middle of my tear fest I heard the rustling of the trees outside and a branch scratched my window. My head shot up, freaked. (I was never one who was good with horror.) Calm down, Kagome, it could have just been… the wind. Right, the wind. Nothing to worry—
The window slid open and I screamed, throwing the first thing my fingers graced.
"Wow. A pillow."
That voice… it was Inuyasha's. Thank God.
Wait… Inuyasha, the guy who left during my performance, was standing in my room. I scrambled out of bed, to my desk, for more artillery. It was dark so I didn't know what I was throwing until it was in the air, illuminated by the moon that shown through my window.
"You stupid," a deck of cards. "Idiotic," notebook. "Dense…" goggles.
"K-Kagome," Inuyasha stuttered as he sat on my window sill, dodging my airborne items. "Wh-what's s—"
"Stubborn," pencil case. "Unloyal," chemistry book which weighed about fifty pounds that Inuyasha didn't dodge and it hit him right in the face, sending him backwards, out my window, but I wasn't done.
"Impudent JACKASS!" I screamed at the top of my lungs as I chucked the last item at Inuyasha's already falling form.
Literature Binder.
Oh… shit!
All the anger I had bottled up in me, left in a whoosh and panic took control as the thought of losing all my hard work in that dreadful class run by Ms. Saki filled my brain. Gods, if I lose that damn binder… I'd be so screwed.
I raced to the window to see Inuyasha hopping back into the tree, and before I could slam the window shut, he jumped through, just narrowly knocking me down in the process.
"I think you'll need this," he spoke, presenting my Literature binder.
I snatched it from him and backed away, glaring. "What do you want?"
"Just thought I'd see how Talent's future camper was doing?"
Wow, Inuyasha. Only a genius would add salt to a fresh wound.
"Why don't you go to the Karaoke Bar and see if Yuuki Saratoga is still there so you can ask her?"
Silence.
"Oh… well, um, I thought your song was—"
"Liar!" I accused with narrowed eyes. "You didn't even stay for the whole thing, you jerk."
His golden eyes looked sorry, but I wasn't falling for it so easily.
"I had to—"
"Blow me off again as usual?" I finished for him, throat tightening with the oncoming tears I felt burning the back of my eyes. "Sudden late night practice, family emergency, or the usual? Kikyo." I spat her name like the poison it was.
Inuyasha stepped closer and rested his hands on my shoulders. I made an attempt to break out, but his grip held tight.
"It was about Kikyo, yes, but—"
I stopped all my struggles and stood completely still, my heart shattering again. He did leave me for Kikyo. While I was singing how much I loved him, he had left me for the girl I hated the most in this world. My heart had taken a trillion beatings by him, getting pack up, hoping the next time would be the one, but I couldn't find the strength to but the pieces back together.
"Kagome, I—"
"I hate you!" I screamed slamming my fist into his chest. He didn't even flinch so I hit him even harder. "I hate you, I hate you, I. Hate. You!" I swung my fist hitting him square in the jaw and he let me go, but I hurt my own knuckles in the process.
"Ow…" Inuyasha was holding his own jaw, but moved towards me when he saw me cradling my hand to my chest. "Kagome…" He reached his hand out to nurse my bruised knuckles.
"Don't touch me!" I demanded, backing away, the burn of tears growing behind my eyes. "I hate you!"
"Kagome…"
"You… you just left in the middle!" I blurted out, angry and hurt, tired of keeping it in. "I was singing to you, about you how I've felt for the past years and you just turn you back on me!" The tears were making their presence now, and flowing down my cheeks. "You can't even listen to me admit that I love you. I love you, I love you, I LOVE YOU!" I screamed for the world to hear and tugged on Inuyasha's forelocks so we were eye to eye. "You hear me, you asshole? I. Love. You. And while I'm up there announcing my love for a thickheaded bastard who doesn't give a damn, you're out—"
"Breaking up with Kikyo."
"—fucking a hu-what?"
He didn't bother to answer and placed his lips on mine, hand wrapping around my neck and cradling my head, holding me in place. I sat frozen, not even responding as Inuyasha's lips massaged my own. He didn't seem to care that I wasn't reacting and just kept pressing.
Inuyasha pulled away and ran his thumbs over the paths my tears had formed, banishing them. "Your lips taste like salt," he whispered against my lips and I sat there frozen, still.
I tried to get my suddenly dry mouth to form something coherent, to voice my thoughts on the sudden change of events, but my voice was still too choked up with emotion to say everything I had to say.
"What?" I managed to finally choke out and Inuyasha pulled away and I stared at him wide eyed, shell shocked.
"I love you, Kagome," He whispered, and I swear, I thought I was dreaming. "Ever since you started hanging out with Bankoutsu I started feeling… different. Then when you almost fell to your death from my window, I was pretty sure I was in love with you. I was going to break up with Kikyo that day when we were in the car, but you just ran off and I thought… Then I went to your locker to explain but you never came and then with the whole art show thing I just figured I screwed everything up"
"You…" I still couldn't speak right.
"I love you, Kagome. I love you, I love you, I love you." He kissed my lips between each proclamation of love. "You hear me, you stupid girl? I love you."
I threw myself at Inuyasha, smashing our lips together and wrapping my arms around his neck, keeping us close. Inuyasha wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me flush against his chest. This kiss was a TRILLION times better than the little brush of our lips the other day that had me all high, in the clouds. This kiss was… mind blowing.
When we pulled apart Inuyasha stroked my nose with his. "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me," he whispered, barely audible.
"I know."
Inuyasha chuckled, his warm breath tickling my cheeks, and moved to nuzzling my neck and I massaged his ears as we sat comfortably in silence.
"You really hurt my jaw earlier," Inuyasha broke the silence.
I flushed red. "Sorry."
"Its, okay. I still love you."
I tightened my grip on Inuyasha. Six. He said it six times in one night.
Amazing.
~0~
I sat impatiently on the edge of my bed waiting for Bank to answer. Inuyasha had just left, and even though it was two in the morning, I had to tell him this. All he had to do was pick up the damn phone.
Finally the ringing stopped.
"Mm… hello?" Bank's groggy voice came over the other line.
"Bank!"
"Kagome? Are you still upset or something? Do you need me to come over?" He was suddenly awake, his voice alert.
"No, it's the opposite. I'm happy, on cloud nine, ecstatic!"
"Kagome…" He was using his impatient/irritated voice. "Get on with it already, or have you forgotten it fucking two in the morning!?"
"Sorry. Anyways, Inuyasha came through my window and I was all pissed and we were arguing for a bit and then he kissed me and I felt like I had died and gone to heaven. Then he told me he l—"
"Whoa, whoa, Kagome!" Bank cut in, his voice suddenly sounding as if he were sick.
"Yeah?"
"You know how I said you can tell me anything?"
"Yes."
"Well, I take it back. Mushy crap like this is off limits. You're making me sick."
I giggled into the phone. "Sorry."
"Forgiven. Just… just save that stuff for girls, 'kay?"
"Gotcha."
"Good. Now, I'm going back to sleep because some of us like showing up to practice on time and not thirty minutes late like some people—cough, cough—Kagome."
"Goodnight, Bank."
Bank laughed. "Night." Then he hung up.
I laid back on my bed and looked up at the ceiling. So much stuff happened tonight, so much good stuff, it didn't seem right to just stay quiet about it. I called Bank again.
"What?" Bank answered irritated. "I thought I made it clear I'm tired."
"I'm just so excited…" I paused and there was silence between us. "I gotta dance."
"Kagome…"
He couldn't see me, but I was already doing a crappy version of the wave. "Come on, Bank. Dance with me. Groove with me."
Click.
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There you go the chapter that you all have been waiting for. Kagome and Inuyasha together at last! 14 pages in Microsoft and I'm finally done. Now all that's left is the prologue and POSSIBLE SEQUEL (see profile) and we'll be done. I'm going to miss you guys, but I love the feeling of actually finishing a story.
~Kimiko888~