Thank you's, hugs, and invisible (read:
nonexistant) Inuyasha plushies to my reviewers:
Lisa-- You like my writing style? Thank you so much!
Could you tell that to my English teacher? ^-^ Please?
Mary-- Yeah, I've always wondered about whether any of
the youkai were alive in the present, what they were doing, etc.
And I hope you're not calling her a skanky ho 'cause of the outfit,
because that's kinda what I like to wear... .
Claraious-- Jaken?! Hells no! Rest assured that if he ever
appears, it will be for just a short cameo that will probably
end in him getting hurt. Badly.
A-chan--Thanks for the suggestion, I actually wanted her
in here so that she could meet herself, but I just couldn't see
Kaede and Jakotsu as a comedic duo. Anyway, thank you!
Wednesday 2:19 PM
"You're sure you want to do this?"
"Don't look at me. It was your stupid-ass
idea."
"Language, Inuyasha! One must soften one's speech in the
presence of women."
"Oh, so you speak to them real nice before you rub their
asses up, is that it, Houshi-sama?"
Shippou watched the gaggle of people standing on the shrine steps
and added his own profound insight: "I'm hungry."
Kagome turned with wide eyes and gave Shippou's head a motherly pat. "I know, I know. Mom's got ramen on the stove." She plucked him up and started walking toward the house. "Come on, Inuyasha!"
"Did you say 'ramen?'" asked Inuyasha as his ears perked up. He grabbed Sango and Miroku by the hands and dragged them up the steps.
They followed Kagome into her house and sat down around a low table set with dishes and chopsticks. Miroku was looking around in interest at the living room, and Sango and Inuyasha tried to appear nonchalant and worldly about the weird gadgets that surrounded them.
Kagome's mother walked through the doorway with a steaming pot of ramen and set it down on the table. "Oh, hello. You're Kagome's friends from...ah...the well." She beamed. "She's told me so much about you."
They smiled a little out of embarrassment and bowed. Everyone ladled out their lunch and dug in.
"So..." said Inuyasha between slurps.
Kagome was gulping her ramen down, excitement shining from her eyes. "This is gonna be so much fun! I'll show you guys all around Tokyo--you'll love it. And Mom"--she paused to swallow--"is giving us money to go shopping."
Miroku and Inuyasha smacked their foreheads in unison.
Sango finished off her ramen and asked, "Shopping for what?"
"CDs, clothes, whatever we want. By the end of the day, you'll all be experts on modern culture."
"Clothes sound good," grinned Sango. "Haven't gotten a new yukata for years."
Miroku and Inuyasha watched the girls' faces in horrified fascination, getting the vague idea that something evil was brewing.
"You know, Inuyasha..." said Kagome in a conversational tone. "I think you'd look absolutely fabulous in leather..."
School of American Ballet in New York City, NY USA
Thursday 7:08 AM
The whole point of living in New York, aside from the pizza, is to be in the middle of it all. Fifi's French Salon could be next to Mama Jeanne's House of Soul Food, and noone will bat an eyelash; New Yorkers aren't shocked by anything, with the exception of two 500 year old Japanese yurei hanging around a street corner near SAB and smoking cigarettes.
So it was a good thing that none of the passersby noticed Jakotsu and Koharu, who happened to be just that . One stood on a curb, leaning against a streetlight and rustling through his duffel bag for a cigarette. Koharu, a young girl, was barely as tall as his shoulder. She wore a generic-looking school uniform and a short, chin-length haircut. The expression on her face made it seem as if her cheeks and eyelids were heavy and hard to curlup into a smile.
Jakotsu found a pack of cigarettes and lit one up. "I heard from Sesshoumaru last night.."
"Who?"
"Man with the boa. Gorgeous cheekbones." Jakotsu sighed.
"Oh," Koharu said quietly, as was her manner. "What the fuck's he want?"
"Apparently Inuyasha showed up at a mall in Tokyo yesterday. Good; you remember him," he said, noting Koharu's mouth slipping open to complement her wide eyes.
She nodded. "Didn't he...he travelled with Miroku-sama!
Do you think he'd know...what happened, and where the hell Miroku
is now?"
"See, that's the clincher!" Jakotsu almost clapped.
"They're all there-- Inuyasha, Miroku, the little
brat, and--" he added disdainfully "--the two young
women."
Koharu lost all semblance of composure and went completely slackjawed.
Jakotsu just grinned and held up his watch. "Oh my, look
at the time. I'm late for barre." He trotted across the street--jaywalking,
of course; this is New York-- and waved back at Koharu.
"Miroku-sama...how...?" She stomped out a cigarette
and ran to join the crowd, crying softly.
Just realized that I'd ended both chapters with someone crying...oops... Next chapter will be funnier!