Chapter 14
Disclaimer: I have a penguin.
"So what movie do you feel like watching tonight?" Kagome asked, scanning the shelves.
Sango shrugged. "I don't know. Have you heard of any good new ones?" Kagome shook her head. "Oh, hey." She pulled a box out and looked at the cover. "I remember Inuyasha talking about this one. He said it was good. Action, I guess."
Kagome glanced vaguely at the cover. "Sure. And I want to get Charlie's Angels for Miroku."
"Yeah. I love him." Sango was zoning out slightly, but after a moment she snapped back to attention. "I mean it! I mean the movie!" She sighed.
Kagome smiled and looked at her out of the corner of her eye. "So, Miroku, huh?"
She sighed again. "Yeah. But don't tell him okay? It's just so … I don't know. Difficult, with him." Her shoulders slouched and her eyes took on a faraway look.
Kagome grabbed another movie off the shelf and then led Sango towards the counter. She paid for the movies and then they headed out towards the car.
They drove for a while in silence, but when they were just a few minutes from the apartment Sango suddenly exploded. "I mean, what am I supposed to do? If I tell him, who knows what he'll do? He's so unpredictable. Unless it's with women, because then he's so predictable it's upsetting. As soon as anyone with a skirt walks by he's all over them, and I'm just left on the side for him to come back to when he's done. And I'll do it! Because I do love him, and I can't help myself. So if I tell him to stop it doesn't matter because no matter what he does I'll always go back to him. I'm such a loser! What is wrong with me?" She gripped the steering wheel as though she were trying to strangle it.
Kagome thought about it for a moment. "Well," Sango jumped as though she had forgotten Kagome was there. "I think you should tell him. Tell Miroku how you really feel. Tell him to stop flirting with all the girls he sees. If he can't respect your feelings enough to do that, he's not worth your time, and you should move on."
Sango nodded slowly. "But what if he doesn't feel the same way?"
"How will you know until you ask?" Kagome smiled at her and she smiled back.
They parked the car outside the apartment building and headed up in the elevator. Sango was smiling, hopeful about telling Miroku how she felt.
Then the elevator door opened.
Miroku was leaning against the doorframe of Inuyasha's apartment. Next to him was a thin, pretty Chinese girl. And unfortunately, she seemed to be enjoying Miroku's attentions. He said something and Kagome and Sango could hear her laugh from the end of the hall. Sango's good mood vanished. She marched to the end of the hall and stood in between Miroku and the girl.
"What are you doing?"
He stammered. "Well, we uh, we ordered Chinese food and then I was paying for the food, and …" He trailed off helplessly. Sango pushed past him into the apartment with a glare.
The delivery girl backed away slowly. "I should be going. Sorry." Miroku nodded at her. "Have a nice night," Kagome said. She nodded back and walked quickly down the hall.
Kagome turned to Miroku and shook her head. "Better go inside. You know she's waiting."
He took a deep breath and then walked through the door. "Sango …"
"What?" She stood in the middle of the room, arms folded across her chest.
Miroku thought quickly. What to say… "I'm sorry."
"You're sorry?" Wrong choice. Of course, given the situation, anything he said would have been the wrong thing to say. "You're sorry? Sorry for what? For the hundreds of times that you've been hitting on other girls right in front of me?"
"Look, maybe you're overreacting."
"Overreacting?" Her voice spiraled up. Kagome was standing against the closed door, trying to find some way to get around them without anyone noticing. Inuyasha was nowhere in sight. "You think I'm overreacting?" She turned to Kagome. "Do you think I'm overreacting?"
Kagome put her hands up to hold off any more questions. "Please leave me out of this."
"What are you turning on her for? Yell at Inuyasha, he's the one who made me pay for the food."
"I'm sorry," Sango yelled. "I didn't realize you needed Inuyasha to baby-sit you." Miroku frowned. Not what he meant. "Don't you think you should be old enough to make your own decisions about who you flirt with or not?"
She saw Kagome putting away the Chinese food and frowned even deeper. "And look, now you're bringing Kagome into this!"
"How am I bringing Kagome into this?"
"I'm not in it, I swear!" She scurried out of the kitchen and ran into the living room. Inuyasha was stretched out on the couch, a pillow over his head, watching the television, completely hidden from the kitchen. Kagome climbed onto the couch so that she was sitting behind his knees, her legs drawn up to her chin.
Sango and Miroku continued to argue. Mostly it was Sango yelling, with Miroku occasionally adding a comment which only made Sango even madder than she was before. Every now and then one of them would direct another question at Kagome and she would whimper and try to avoid it. Finally, Inuyasha pulled the pillow off his head and screamed at them.
"Get out! Get out of my apartment! If you're going to break up, do it somewhere else, and keep us out of it!" There was silence for a moment, and then Sango stormed out, slamming the door behind her.
Miroku waited a moment, most likely so that he wouldn't be stuck in the same elevator with her. "I am so sorry." Inuyasha waved him away and he left, but not quite so violently.
Inuyasha sighed and put the pillow back on his head. Kagome stole it and set it on his hip so that she could lay on it. He looked up at her and she gave him a small smile. "So what movies did you guys get?" Kagome hopped up and got the movie that Sango had said Inuyasha liked and put it into the DVD player. Then she climbed back onto the couch and laid on Inuyasha's hip again. She pulled the blanket off the back of the couch and curled up in it.
When Inuyasha saw what movie it was he smiled. "Oh, this is a good one."
"Mhmm. Sango said you said it was good." Kagome yawned.
"Falling asleep already? The movie's just started." She smiled at him but didn't answer. About fifteen minutes into the movie, Inuyasha looked down and she was fast asleep.
By the time the movie was over, Inuyasha was starting to get hungry, and he was thinking about eating some of that Chinese food finally. When he tried to roll off the couch, he found himself caught. He looked back and saw that Kagome was holding onto the back of his shirt. He tried to pull away but she just tightened her grip.
Inuyasha thought for a minute and then decided that he wasn't really all that hungry. He laid back onto his back and Kagome snuggled closer to him, sliding one arm across his chest. Inuyasha wrapped one arm around her waist and settled back into the cushions. He grabbed the remote and turned the television off, but couldn't reach the lights. He could live with that. He smiled to himself, and soon, he was asleep.
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There was a loud, obnoxious noise right next to her head. Kagome couldn't figure it out. She reached out and grabbed at it, squinting. It was a cell phone. Kagome frowned. How did she make it shut up?
Another hand came into her vision and took the phone away, flipped it open and pushed a button. The noise stopped. Kagome laid back down and pulled the blanket up.
"I have to get up now."
Kagome frowned again. "So get up. I'm sleeping." She heard him laugh at her. She didn't see what was so funny. She sat up to glare at him and saw him looking up at her, looking rather amused. "Oh." She had quite obviously been sleeping on top of Inuyasha. Kagome blushed and moved back so that he could get up.
He stood up, tousling her hair as he did so. "Oh," he mocked, with a slight laugh.
She ignored him and laid back down. "Aw, now my pillow's gone." A pillow came flying across the room and hit her in the head. It bounced off and landed on the floor. "Thanks." She scooped it up and stuck it under her head, but she still couldn't get comfortable. She was still shifting around looking for a comfy position when Inuyasha came back out of his room.
"Comfortable?"
She frowned at him. "No."
"Oh well. I'm off to work now." He gave her a mock salute, grabbed his keys, and left.
Kagome finally found a comfortable position and was just starting to go to sleep again when the phone rang. She slid off the couch and grabbed at it. "Hello?"
"Kagome?" It was Sango. Kagome sighed and put the phone on speaker, climbing back onto the couch. This would take a while. "Look, Kagome, I am so sorry about last night. I didn't mean to get you so involved, I was just so mad and everything."
"Don't worry about it. Did you break up with him?"
Sango sighed. "No. But I think I'm going to have to. I can't deal with that all the time. It's aggravating."
"Well," Kagome started. Then there was a knock on the door. "Oh, what now?" The door opened and Miroku sidled into the apartment. "Do you guys have any idea what time it is?"
Miroku looked at his watch. "Oh, come on it's not that early. But wake up, I need to talk with you." Kagome kicked off the blankets and sat up with a glare. "Did you sleep in your clothes? Silly. Anyways, I need your help." He got down on his knees in front of her and put his hands together, begging.
"You are pathetic. What do you want?"
"Sango." Kagome blinked. "I think I'm going to lose her." He climbed up onto the couch next to her and leaned against the back. "You know I actually wasn't even flirting this time? I was being so good. I was just paying and then she was laughing at us for being so fat and eating all of that food on our own and then I said, no, my girlfriend was coming and then you guys showed up and I didn't know what to do because I really wasn't even flirting with her anyways, and what difference does it make? You probably don't care what I was doing."
Kagome shook her head. "No, no keep going."
Miroku sighed. "I love her, you know that? Like really, really love her. I don't know what I'll do if I lose her over something stupid like this. You know, I keep trying to be good, really I am. But it doesn't matter because she only ever sees me at all the wrong times and even if I'm not doing anything wrong she thinks I am."
"So what do you want me to do about this?" Kagome smiled. "You need to tell Sango, not me."
"I can't tell Sango, she wouldn't listen." He sat back and closed his eyes. "She'd probably just get mad at me again. That's why I need your help. She'll listen to you." Miroku looked devastated.
Kagome waited a few moments. When it was obvious that Sango was making no attempt to reveal her speaker phone position, Kagome gave it away for her. "Ok, fine. She'll listen to you, you'll have to listen to her. And then I have a favor to ask of you guys as well. You see, I have all sorts of Chinese left over in the fridge and I can't eat it all."
"What? You guys … as in plural?" Miroku scanned the room nervously.
"I don't know," Sango said. "Leftover Chinese isn't exactly my style."
There was a pause, and then Miroku jumped off the couch, screaming. "Kagome! You can't do that! Why didn't you tell me?" He grabbed a hold of her shoulders and shook her. "Why? Why? Why?"
"At. Least. She. Listened. To. You." Kagome struggled to speak as he shook her. He stopped and took a deep breath. "Now it's your turn. Listen to her." Kagome handed Miroku the phone and then went into her room to change.
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When Inuyasha came home from work that day, the three of them were curled up on the couch together, watching Charlie's Angels. They squeezed together to make room and Inuyasha sat down at the end next to Kagome.
He wrapped an arm around her shoulders and whispered into her ear. "I don't know how you did it, but congratulations."
Kagome smiled back. "Thank you." And she settled on his shoulder to watch the movie.
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Ok! Yay! Another chapter! Sorry that it took so long, I've been pretty busy lately. But I've got some down time now, so I'll try to write a couple of chapters while I have the chance. Don't hold your breath though.
I got my first review, from my sister, so here it is:
Awwwwwwwww… the cutest WAFFy little chappie I've seen in a while. –Dea Mariella