A/N: Well, well, well. Here we are in the second half already. Why, it seems like only yesterday… *sniffs*
I'm back now. Anywho, No, to all those who asked, we can't kill Hoho. I need him for the plot, girls! Now then, you're all nice, and I promise he'll get what's coming to him. And then, at the end, we'll set him free in the woods and hunt him down on horseback with flame throwers and rocket launchers. Good enough?
Chapter Five
This Is Your Life
"Someday we'll know, why I wasn't meant for yoooo-ooooo-oooo-ooo-ooou!"
"Kagome-chan, SHUT UP!" Siri and Sango cried at the bathroom at the same time. Kagome, in the shower, was happily oblivious. "Whoever knew love was this dangerous?" Sango asked, covering her ears.
Siri shook her head, grimacing. "Lets get out of here!" Sango nodded her agreement, and the two took off for the boy's dorm at top speed.
Miroku opened the door, surprised to find them both flushed and panting for air. "What happened?" He wondered aloud, letting them in.
"Kagome… sings in the shower…" Siri gasped, pushing a pile of clothes off a chair and falling into it. Miroku let out a bark of laughter, pulling Sango onto his bed with him. Inu-Yasha appeared unaffected, clearly thinking.
"Inu-Yasha?" Miroku asked, frowning.
Inu-Yasha shrugged. "Thinking." He assured them, not moving a muscle.
Sango frowned, adjusting herself in Miroku's arms. "About the Sesshomaru reincarnate?" He nodded again, shortly. "Inu-Yasha, I'm sure it's nothing…" Sango said quickly, thinking. "I mean, Reincarnation can't transcend gender, am I correct?"
Siri and Miroku exchange quick glances, which neither Sango of Inu-Yasha missed. "What do you two know?" Inu-Yasha asked.
They both meeped and sweatdropped. "N-nothing." Siri fibbed. Miroku considered following her lead, considered past consequences of lying to Inu-Yasha, and answered promptly,
"Aiko has a twin brother." Inu-Yasha blinked at this, sinking further down into, 'I Will Not Respond' mode. Miroku and Sango shook their heads, knowing they wouldn't get any more out of him right now. "We'll see you in a while, Inu-Yasha." Miroku called, being the last one to slip out the door. "We'll come get you before class."
Inu-Yasha made a noncommital noise as they slipped out the door.
"So, how long are you guys going to keep this up?" Siri asked with evident amusement, as the three walked down the hall. Miroku stopped with a lurch, blinking in confusion.
"I beg your pardon?"
"The joke." Siri explained as though talking to a very small child.
Sango blinked at her, continuing to walk. "What joke?" She asked, bewilderment evident in her voice.
Siri rolled her eyes. "The, 'hey you guys, we're from ancient Japan!' joke." Misinterpreting the poleaxed look on the two's face, she snorted, anger simmering. "Oh, sure, pretend I don't get it's a joke. Haha. Make fun of the stupid American!" She
stormed of, blonde braid swinging about her shoulders behind her. Sango and Miroku watched her go, for the first time being on the receiving end of her temper.
"Women." Miroku muttered, watching her go. Sango nodded her agreement.
"Why did Kagome tell her?" She breathed.
§
"Why did you tell her?" Inu-Yasha asked, watching Kagome. (Ree-chan says: Baaaaaaaaad plot device.) Kagome, stretched out on the bed next to him, looked sheepish.
"I didn't want her to get into a tissy." She admitted. Inu-Yasha sweatdropped, and she frowned. "You've never seen Siri-chan on a rampage. You never want to." He shrugged.
"I hear her every morning, when she screams at you…"
"That's about one fourth the power of a full-fury rampage." Kagome stated calmly. "She had one last year… and trust me, nothing sets Siri off faster then lying to her…"
Inu-Yasha calculated the amount of force contained in an explosion like that and blanched, suddenly understanding why, exactly, Kagome had told the truth. "Oh…"
There was a knock on the door. "You two decent enough for us to come in?" Sango called.
Inu-Yasha cheerily through back a swear, indicating 'all clear.' Miroku and Sango swept in, plopping down on the unoccupied bed.
"They were pinning up fliers…" Sango tossed them one, Kagome caught it and scanned it quickly, face draining of color.
"Oh, no… Oh no oh no oh no…"
Inu-Yasha, reading over Kagome's shoulder, blinked. The pink flyer, clutched tightly in her hand, read,
'Family Fun Weekend!
Invite your parents up for a fun filled weekend where they can meet all the other parents!
November 2-4. First weekend of November!
Charge: $120 dollars per adult, $70 per child.
Includes:
Room and board for three days, two nights!
Free continental breakfast every morning.
Sunday Morning Brunch Buffet
And huge Friday night 'Meet the faculty' dinner.
Preregister for only $100 an adult and $50 a child!'
"What's so bad about that?" Inu-Yasha asked, scanning the sheet.
Kagome whimpered, huddling against the wall. "One—Siri's family we'll be here. IN between the parents who adore me and the brother who hits on me—"
"The brother who what?" Inu-Yasha growled. She smacked him lightly.
"Two—Aiko's family will probably be up, which means… yeah. And four, my parents know who you are! What if one of them slips up?"
Inu-Yasha frowned, considering her points, while Miroku frowned for other reasons and Sango counted on her fingers. "That was only three reasons, Kagome."
"Whatever!"
Inu-Yasha blinked. "Aiko's family? Including her twin brother?"
"I don't know…" She hedgged, lying carefully. "He might be at a college of his own… But I seriously doubt it."
Inu-Yasha grinned, cracking is knuckles. "Oh, good… We can have a little fun with the Sess-chan look-alike…"
Kagome made a small 'meep!'ing noise, causing Inu-Yasha to frown. "Are you ok?"
Miroku caught Sango's eye and nodded towards the door, mouthing, 'I'll explain outside.'
Inu-Yasha caught the exchange and raised a graceful eyebrow. "Care to share what you seem to know that I don't?"
"No." Kagome hurried out, leaving her friends blinking after her.
'From: KylerS@..college.edu "Siri Milkshake" To: BirdWoman@att.bi.net "Beneva Papagaeno Kyler"
Subject: Yes, you are.
October 3, 2007
Dear Mom,
Parent/student/teacher weekend thing is coming up. So are you.
No, that is not a request. I know you're in London, then, anyway, so it's not like you're coming up here from Texas or anything. Before you ask, yes, I'm passing all my classes, and yes, all my writing is coming along fine. E me back. Communicate, damnit."'
~Siri
'October 6, 2007
Dear Kagome,
We're very pleased to hear that all your classes are going well. Of course, father, Sota, and me will be driving up for your parent's weekend. It gets more and more expensive every year, have you noticed?
I'm very, very sorry to hear about your fight with Siri, though I don't see why she won't talk to you, at least—you weren't even there. Time for me to impart a bit of motherly advice: Don't push her. She's having trouble with this, because, somewhere, deep down, she believes what you told her and she's jealous of the opportunities you've had.
Speaking of, how are Inu-Yasha, Miroku, and Sango doing? I'm amazed at the ease at which they're melding into this century, although I do have to wonder, as collage is a very sheltered enviroment. I think they'll be all right, however… is it safe to assume that they will be staying with us when college is over? Ask Siri if she'd like to visit, tooo, before her parents ship her off to London for enrichment courses. When you're talking, of course.
Although, I have to ask, has Miroku resolved his issues with algebra yet?
Things are fine at home, thank you for asking. See? I can SO uses sarcasm! Your brother is trying to drive me up the wall—he wants to see Inu-Yasha again, he says. He's been having fits over math, because he doesn't understand it, but…He's asked to take study courses at a cram school for extra work before the exams this year--- we're very proud of him. Buyo-neko is eating thing after thing after thing, and I can not for the life of my understand why! The other day, he nearly choked on a kleenex! He's all right, though.
To Whom It May Concern:
Mom's making me write this. We're reviewing professional letters in English class again. Boring. I asked mom, but she couldn't answer… can we leave you there over the summer J ? Tell Inu-Yasha I said hi.. and there's gonna be a surprise when we come up to visit ya!
Uh-oh, Mom's after me cuz I wasn't supposed to say anything about that.
Later!
It's your mother again. I'd just like to say your brother is extremely aggravating. I love you.
XOXOXOXO
Mom
To: MakitotoA..college.edu "Aiko"
From: IY ABYOU@hotmail.net "Hojo"
Subject: DO I HAFTA?
Mom's making me come up to your family weekend. Waste of money, if you ask me. But then again, so was touring Europe and going to college in the first place, so… But hey, each to their own, right? Anyway, I'll see you in a few weeks… l8ter, Sis.
To: IY ABYOU "Hojo"
From: MakitotoA..College.edu "Aiko"
Subject: Re: DO I HAFTA?
October 12
Yes, you do. See you in three weeks. Take your meds.
Kagome tried, without success, to catch Siri's eye all through math class. The blonde girl stubbornly ignored her, pretending for all the world that the statistics listed on the board were the most interesting thing in the world.
The professor let them go as the bell rang—setting them free. Miroku and Inu-Yasha sauntered (it was a rather rushed saunter) over to her, with similar expressions of befuddlement on their faces. Sango looked the same, but she was approaching a different tutor…. But Siri steadfastly ignored her. Defeated, Sango came over to join the others. "Can I join your study group?" She mimicked.
A/N: I'M SORRY! OPCON came in and TOOK OVER. It was fun, though… someone was selling dice for 25 cents each… that's a full seven piece set for 1.75, when if you buy 'em at hobbytown, they're 5.50 and up. Also got to plan out next year's costume… I'm goin' as Nuriko! Here's my latest plea for help: My hair is dark—and I mean DARK. Any dye darker then blond just turns it black. I don't wanna do my hair dyed permanently, but I need some temporary way I can lighten it before I put in the purple…
Uhm… That accomplished exactly nothing. I'm sorry, really, this thing is just wasting time for the next two chapters… Oh well. A few important details in this chapter, at least. You get to pick 'em up. And no, next chapter is NOT the visiting weekend… that's the chapter after next. So bear with me for one more chapter…
Thankees:
Ardicana: Thank you! *huggies*
Demon-Wolf: Err… thanks. I know this isn't exactly soon, but… *cowers* don't hurt me
Dyaoka: Thanks! ~_~
InuYasha-Kun: Hell yeah, her head's spinnin'… poor Siri-cha… No. NO KILLING. We need them BOTH, in tact.
Jezunya: Wow… lotsa reviews… dizzy… @_@ Sorry I didn't post sooner… hehe, yeah, I was surprised at how dark it got, too… and of course I choose horrible places to end chapters--- how else can I keep you lot readin' ~_~… glad I have another adictee… pretty soon I'll go hyptnotize you all and have you review my OTHER stories…. Hint, hint? ~_~
Kaze-chan: YAY! I'm working on straightening out that tangle, thanks for pointing it out… I'm workin' on your badge. ~_~ BTW, the votes are in… we will have locking in closet action!
KurroNeko-Yasha: ~_~ That was actually from real life, believe it or not… one of the couples in our group has 'their' closet. We're not supposed to know, but… ~_~ Rule is, if they've dissapeared for over 15 minutes, and you "just happen" to walk past their closet, you give it a good, hard whomp… and then get the hell outa there before they figured out it was you..
LilFoxGirl: Hehe, yay! Glad I'm makin' people laugh… and glad bazooka go bye-bye
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Waku-Chan: nods yes… poor Kagome… the burdens of being a leading char… *hugs her*
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