Mistakes- Part 2
By: Emiko
Disclaimer: Blah, blah, blah... I own nothing... Blah, blah, blah... Suck my big toe if you don't like it... Blah, blah, blah, blah...
Note: This is my first ficcie for Inuyasha, and I've only read up to vol. 9 in the manga. So, I apologize to all the Sango fans, but I don't know the character well enough to write her in to the story.
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Kagome sighed and slumped in her chair for the fifth time in fifteen minutes. It was impossible to concentrate on studying when there was so much on her mind. The words of the math problems kept blurring together into senseless phrases, impossible to decipher. Finally, she slammed the book shut and buried her face in her hands. Algebra, at this point, was unthinkable.
"Get out of my head," she murmured through her fingers. "I have to get this done..." She opened her book again, trying to work out the equations, but thoughts of her earlier fight with Inuyasha were unrelenting.
'Then what is it?'
It wasn't what he asked her, but how it was said that made it stick in her mind. His tone was... softer than when he normally spoke to her, yet firm at the same time. He never used that tone of voice. He seemed so desperate to keep her with him. Why was that?
'Stop thinking about that!' Kagome chastised herself. 'Back to the algebra problem.' She scanned, glared, and finally squinted at the letters and numbers on the page, yet she once again couldn't make sense of it. I brief moment of panic went by before she was able to convince herself that, yes, she'd had a long day, and maybe she did enough studying for that night.
Kagome changed from her school uniform into a pair of soft blue pajamas that matched the color of her eyes, turned out the light, and snuggled in-between the blankets of her bed.
She couldn't get to sleep.
~~~
While Miroku and Shippou camped at the foot of the Old God Tree, sleeping near the slowly dying fire, Inuyasha was wide awake and resting on one of the three's lower branches.
He couldn't sleep, either, and it was getting to him.
He hated this time of the month. Even if it was only for one night, the human side of himself took over, and he felt weak. Not only was he unable to heal as quickly, fight or use any of his senses as well as he normally could, it was more difficult than ever to control his emotions. He couldn't handle the overflow of feeling, and it made him feel powerless.
But at the same time, there was the fact that full youkai had no emotions. If he didn't have what was inherited from his mother, he would never be able to feel what he did for Kagome...
'Stop thinking like that,' he said to himself. 'Ideas like those are dangerous. They'll only get you killed.' Inuyasha shifted his position in the tree and grunted. Trees were uncomfortable in this form.
He tried rearranging himself at least three times before he gave up and leapt off the branch. If he wasn't going to get any sleep that night. He might as well take a walk... Miroku and the whelp could fend for themselves for a bit.
~~~
Staring at the ceiling was getting old. Kagome sat up exhaustedly and turned her desk lamp back on. From the bottom drawer of her desk, she pulled out her favorite manga. Fushigi Yuugi seemed like a good opportunity to get her mind off her current situation.
She was about to go straight to a romantic scene between Miaka and Tamahome, but thought better of it and decided to read the whole thing through. Besides, the scene she had in mind was only a few pages into the manga. There was no need to rush; the next day would be a Sunday, and she could sleep in.
Thankfully, her manga was helping her relax, and find solace in the fact that there were at least made-up girls just like her. Miaka, despite being a character in a manga, was in a situation closely resembling that of Kagome's. They were both normal girls studying for their entrance exams, who ended up getting sucked into a world overwhelmingly different than their own. They each had their own trials and tribulations, but it was all for the better.
It was almost frightening, once she thought about it. When did her live become as insane as some *comic?* When did her mental state whittle down to this? Why did Miaka have to get *kissed* so much?!? Kagome shut the book and violently shoved it back into the drawer.
'When did I ever become jealous of a manga character?' she asked herself. 'This isn't me...'
That thought reminded her of a friend of hers in her class. How she always said how badly she wanted a boyfriend just like Tamahome. She always laughed off her friend's statements, but now she wondered: did she agree with her?
Tamahome was the exact opposite of Inuyasha, at least attitude-wise. Tamahome was caring, sympathetic, good-natured, and protective, while Inuyasha was rude, selfish, arrogant, and... protective.
But even their forms of protectiveness were different. Inuyasha would get straight to business in a way that one think he was defending his territory. The demon in him took over, and he showed no mercy. Tamahome, on the other hand, would fight to defend those he cared for- and even sacrifice himself if he had to- and before any battle he would tell his enemy precisely *why* he was fighting them, giving out a long and painfully sappy speech. This characteristic made Tamahome, the so-called Perfect Man, appear unrealistic, and thus showing the flaw in Yuu Watase's work.
Kagome looked out the window and sighed. Snow was beginning to float down to the ground, and she wondered briefly how the others were doing in this cold in the Feudal Era before going back to her comparison. She figured Inuyasha could care less about her worrying about him, anyway. Tamahome would probably embrace her or something out of gratitude!
She couldn't help but wonder about Inuyasha's obsession with things he considered his property. He guarded and protected Kagome them with his life. He protected Kagome, as well. What did he think she was? Hid "property?"
He was too complicated to even begin deciphering.
~~~
Okay, so this part's a bit pointless. ^^;; And I kinda bashed Tama-chan... ^^;;;;; Gomen, ne! I didn't mean to, it's just that he's just... Impossible. I figured I'd add in some character analyzations, and besides, I'm suffering from writer's block...
Neko-Wufei: What about-
SSSH!!! I'm *trying* to figure out the rest of this *ficcie* here!
Neko-Wufei: //wanders off grumbling//
Hm... Okay, I think I have an idea, we'll see if it works out. Thanks to all who reviewed last time! Jaa!
By: Emiko
Disclaimer: Blah, blah, blah... I own nothing... Blah, blah, blah... Suck my big toe if you don't like it... Blah, blah, blah, blah...
Note: This is my first ficcie for Inuyasha, and I've only read up to vol. 9 in the manga. So, I apologize to all the Sango fans, but I don't know the character well enough to write her in to the story.
~~~
Kagome sighed and slumped in her chair for the fifth time in fifteen minutes. It was impossible to concentrate on studying when there was so much on her mind. The words of the math problems kept blurring together into senseless phrases, impossible to decipher. Finally, she slammed the book shut and buried her face in her hands. Algebra, at this point, was unthinkable.
"Get out of my head," she murmured through her fingers. "I have to get this done..." She opened her book again, trying to work out the equations, but thoughts of her earlier fight with Inuyasha were unrelenting.
'Then what is it?'
It wasn't what he asked her, but how it was said that made it stick in her mind. His tone was... softer than when he normally spoke to her, yet firm at the same time. He never used that tone of voice. He seemed so desperate to keep her with him. Why was that?
'Stop thinking about that!' Kagome chastised herself. 'Back to the algebra problem.' She scanned, glared, and finally squinted at the letters and numbers on the page, yet she once again couldn't make sense of it. I brief moment of panic went by before she was able to convince herself that, yes, she'd had a long day, and maybe she did enough studying for that night.
Kagome changed from her school uniform into a pair of soft blue pajamas that matched the color of her eyes, turned out the light, and snuggled in-between the blankets of her bed.
She couldn't get to sleep.
~~~
While Miroku and Shippou camped at the foot of the Old God Tree, sleeping near the slowly dying fire, Inuyasha was wide awake and resting on one of the three's lower branches.
He couldn't sleep, either, and it was getting to him.
He hated this time of the month. Even if it was only for one night, the human side of himself took over, and he felt weak. Not only was he unable to heal as quickly, fight or use any of his senses as well as he normally could, it was more difficult than ever to control his emotions. He couldn't handle the overflow of feeling, and it made him feel powerless.
But at the same time, there was the fact that full youkai had no emotions. If he didn't have what was inherited from his mother, he would never be able to feel what he did for Kagome...
'Stop thinking like that,' he said to himself. 'Ideas like those are dangerous. They'll only get you killed.' Inuyasha shifted his position in the tree and grunted. Trees were uncomfortable in this form.
He tried rearranging himself at least three times before he gave up and leapt off the branch. If he wasn't going to get any sleep that night. He might as well take a walk... Miroku and the whelp could fend for themselves for a bit.
~~~
Staring at the ceiling was getting old. Kagome sat up exhaustedly and turned her desk lamp back on. From the bottom drawer of her desk, she pulled out her favorite manga. Fushigi Yuugi seemed like a good opportunity to get her mind off her current situation.
She was about to go straight to a romantic scene between Miaka and Tamahome, but thought better of it and decided to read the whole thing through. Besides, the scene she had in mind was only a few pages into the manga. There was no need to rush; the next day would be a Sunday, and she could sleep in.
Thankfully, her manga was helping her relax, and find solace in the fact that there were at least made-up girls just like her. Miaka, despite being a character in a manga, was in a situation closely resembling that of Kagome's. They were both normal girls studying for their entrance exams, who ended up getting sucked into a world overwhelmingly different than their own. They each had their own trials and tribulations, but it was all for the better.
It was almost frightening, once she thought about it. When did her live become as insane as some *comic?* When did her mental state whittle down to this? Why did Miaka have to get *kissed* so much?!? Kagome shut the book and violently shoved it back into the drawer.
'When did I ever become jealous of a manga character?' she asked herself. 'This isn't me...'
That thought reminded her of a friend of hers in her class. How she always said how badly she wanted a boyfriend just like Tamahome. She always laughed off her friend's statements, but now she wondered: did she agree with her?
Tamahome was the exact opposite of Inuyasha, at least attitude-wise. Tamahome was caring, sympathetic, good-natured, and protective, while Inuyasha was rude, selfish, arrogant, and... protective.
But even their forms of protectiveness were different. Inuyasha would get straight to business in a way that one think he was defending his territory. The demon in him took over, and he showed no mercy. Tamahome, on the other hand, would fight to defend those he cared for- and even sacrifice himself if he had to- and before any battle he would tell his enemy precisely *why* he was fighting them, giving out a long and painfully sappy speech. This characteristic made Tamahome, the so-called Perfect Man, appear unrealistic, and thus showing the flaw in Yuu Watase's work.
Kagome looked out the window and sighed. Snow was beginning to float down to the ground, and she wondered briefly how the others were doing in this cold in the Feudal Era before going back to her comparison. She figured Inuyasha could care less about her worrying about him, anyway. Tamahome would probably embrace her or something out of gratitude!
She couldn't help but wonder about Inuyasha's obsession with things he considered his property. He guarded and protected Kagome them with his life. He protected Kagome, as well. What did he think she was? Hid "property?"
He was too complicated to even begin deciphering.
~~~
Okay, so this part's a bit pointless. ^^;; And I kinda bashed Tama-chan... ^^;;;;; Gomen, ne! I didn't mean to, it's just that he's just... Impossible. I figured I'd add in some character analyzations, and besides, I'm suffering from writer's block...
Neko-Wufei: What about-
SSSH!!! I'm *trying* to figure out the rest of this *ficcie* here!
Neko-Wufei: //wanders off grumbling//
Hm... Okay, I think I have an idea, we'll see if it works out. Thanks to all who reviewed last time! Jaa!
