*DISCLAIMER*
The original characters and story of 'Inuyasha' do not belong to me. I am in no way making money off of this, so please don't sue *big teary eyes*!!!! I did create the other characters (Naoko and Sheri for example).
*AUTHOR'S NOTES*
OMG! My computer got screwy for a long while, so ff.net wasn't working! It finally works now... thank god! I was thinking I'd never be able to update my ficcy again... (cries T.T) Well, here I am! I hope you like this chapter, it took me a while to write it! Please, leave a review if you read this, it took me a long time to write. Oh yes... I made sure this chapter was nice and longer than the rest. If you read, don't be a meanie, REVIEW! XD
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A School Story
Chapter 11: Tension
By Chibiukyo!
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"Miroku, we've been on this boat for a few days, and you're getting sea sick right now?!" Sango snapped, and smacked him gently on the back of his head. Miroku looked up with sad eyes and a nauseaous expression.
"Sango, please don't do that, you're making me feel incredibly worse..."
Sango frowned. "Miroku get away from my stuff, go stand by the edge of the boat if you think you're going to puke or whatever!" She made a motion with her hand that signified that he should leave.
"I think it was Sheri's lunch," Inuyasha muttered to Kagome. She shot him a nasty "Shut-Up-Or-You're-So-Frigging-Dead" look.
"I'm sorry, but it's true!" Inuyasha muttered and Kagome smacked him on the back of the head.
"Don't be so rude! What if she can hear you?" Kagome hissed. She rolled her eyes when he shot her a nasty look. He stood up and walked off.
Etsuko walked out on the deck, and placed her hand on Kagome's shoulder. Something about the way she gripped it was vicious, demanding, and violent.
"We'll be at the dock by the beach soon." She growled and let go of the shoulder. She kind of shoved Kagome, and Inuyasha turned around to look at her in a threatening way without making anything obvious. Etsuko just stared him down for a breif second and went on her way to talk to Midori and Katsuaki.
"There is something twisted about that bitch," Inuyasha snapped, "Your shoulder ok? I thought she was going to snap it out of its socket."
Kagome smiled weakly and rubbed her shoulder. She nodded and glanced back at Etsuko and Katsuaki; they seemed to be arguing, but about what was competely unbknownst to her and Inuyasha. Katsuaki saw her watching and gave her a wink, so she forced a smile and looked back at Inuyasha.
"So," She whispered, "How are you?"
"Still recovering to a few violent slaps to the face. You?" He laughed.
"Oh... I'm sorry." Kagome laughed a little, "I don't think Sheri should be trying to make Miroku eat cookies, do you?"
Inuyasha laughed again. "Nah, it's ok. And she shouldn't be offering anybody cookies with her cooking skills. Especially not on a boat!"
"Miroku would you like some cookies?" Sheri extended the plate of mutated cookies towards Miroku's pale face. He looked at her, then the cookies, and then to her again. He closed his eyes and bit his bottom lip.
"N-no thanks..." He replied and looked away.
"Oh come on, Miroku, you should get something in your stomach, it'll take the ache away. Don't you agree Sango?" Sheri beamed, and picked up a cookie with one of her napkins. She extended it towards his face. "Eat it, it's good and it'll make you feel alot better!"
"Sheri, I really don't think that such a goo-" Sango stammered, but it was much too late.
"To the world you may be one person but to one person
you may be the world."
-Unknown
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-N e x t D a y-
It was early afternoon, and everyone was quietly anticipating the arrival of their teacher to Fifth Period. Inuyasha, who was feeling the fatigue of not sleeping the previous nights, was busy doodling pictures on the paper before him with his "Pensul." Well, at least that's what Kagome called it. Personally, Inuyasha thought "Vicious Pointy Thing That Often Breaks" sounded alot more accurate.
He sketched an outline of a face, a beautiful doll-like face. He smiled as he added eyes, a mouth, a nose and mid-length black hair. He began to draw the woman's body carefully and then added clothing. He smiled a little brighter, noticing that the drawing had come out exactly how he hoped it would.
"Oh look! How pretty! It looks just like Kagome!" Someone giggled suddenly from behind him. He shot around and Naoko was pointing to his drawing.
"It's her isn't it?" She asked and pulled up a chair. She plopped herself right next to him and smiled. "It's her spitting image you know."
He hesitated. "I guess it can be her if you like. I didn't know what I was drawing."
"You mean 'who' you were drawing, don't you? Will you let me draw something?" She grinned cutely, and then took the pencil gingerly from his hand. They still had a few minutes before the class period started, and Inuyasha figured if he refused she'd throw a toddler-temper-tantrum.
Inuyasha sighed, and scooted his chair out of the way. He flinched, his back ached like hell from sleeping on that dirty old couch on Naoko's family boat. They had gotten home the day before, weary, miserable and starving (Sheri's cooking could only hold you off for so long before you got nauseous). Inuyasha quickly became nauseous thinking of her "chicken sandwiches." Naomi could have sworn that they moved.
Suddenly, a few girls walked into the room, Kagome, Sheri and Sango. Naomi wasn't with them, she was so exhausted from the mini-vacation they had previously been on.
"Kagome, you still haven't gone out on a date with Katsuaki!" Sango chirped, and she sat next to Inuyasha and Naoko (drawing, drawing!. Inuyasha felt like someone had smacked him at the mention of "Satan's Name", as did Kagome.
"Um, well, I'll see if he want to do anything this weekend?" Kagome smiled, and her comment came out more in the form of a hesitated question. Sheri looked at her for a minute, and then smiled.
"So," She sighed, "How is everyone?"
"OOO! Look, Inuyasha! I drew us all as PowerPuff Girls! You're so cute with big giant eyes!" Naoko giggled wildly, and everyone stared at the picture she had drawn blankly.
"Naoko, can I ask why you gave me breasts?" Inuyasha stared blankly for a few seconds and looked at her.
"Well think of it this way, now you can borrow Kagome's clothes!" Grin!
"Did you think I wanted to in the first place?!"
"Maybe! Oh, look it's Junko! Juuuuunko!" Naoko ran off to join her other "friends", and tripped on the way. "Ouchiepoos!" She cried, but got back up and ran off again.
Sango had dissapeared, and was talking with Miroku. He had slipped in the room without being noticed. Busy flirting, they had been oblivious to everything around them.
"Aren't they a cute couple? They should go out! He should ask her to the Fall Dance." Sheri sighed. "I remember when my cousin Alice got asked out by Kevin. They were adorable! They went to the prom together. She wore a copper colored dress and her hair in a updo. She was gorgeous."
Kagome nodded. "Sango and Miroku would look great together! I think they do have an interest in eachother. They're open books."
"Open books? They're not books, they're people." Inuyasha said, a little confused. Kagome smiled warmly, and pulled out the stool Naoko had left. She sat down next to him, and Sher pulled up on the other side of Kagome.
"It's a figure of speech." Kagome laughed a little and placed her binder on the table. "When is the Fall Dance anyways, Sheri?"
"It's sometime next month, but I'm not sure. You might want to check up on that. I'm not always right." She laughed and Kagome smiled.
Suddenly,the bell rang and the classroom door opened. Without warning, Mr. Nakamura strolled in with a conceited look on his face. Everyone scurried to their seats, and he stood up at the front of the classroom. He glared menacingly, and looked like something out of a Stephen King book.
"Good afternoon, students." He sounded like he was going to murder them all, slowly and painfully, and it seemed if he did that he'd thoroughly enjoy it. He walked along the length of the white board, and then turned and smiled.
"Drama." He picked up a dry-erase pen and worte is elegantly across the white board.
The class was filled with puzzled looks, and whispers. Drama? This was art, and drama in art made no sense. Well, not in this case.
"Yes, I said Drama. Drama, as in acting, as in plays, as in scripts. I am the new Drama teacher." Mr. Nakamura walked over to Kagome's table, and she could see that Inuyasha's expression turn dark. It was obvious that they didn't like eachother, not one tiny little bit. To be perfectly honest, Kagome could recall nearly every student in their right mind didn't like Mr. Nakamura.
"I am the new drama teacher," He repeated with sick satisfaction, "And the other faculty members have decided to allow me to put on a fall production. A play, with a script, with costumes, the works."
Inuyasha raised an eyebrow in utter confusion, and leaned in towards Kagome the second Mr. Nakamura walked away, whispered, "Production?"
"You know," Kagome replied quietly, "A play. To put on a play. Acting." Inuyasha nodded in what seemed like semi-understanding, and directed his "attention" back to Mr. Nakamura.
"I am going to observe you and then pick who I would like to audition for the parts myself. I find observing you personality, your habits, your creativity, and your talent, a simple and unique way to discover whether or not you can perform the part with success." Someone when the word "unique" was spoken, Mr. Nakamura seemed to pin point his gaze on Inuyasha. When he spoke "not" he glanced at Katsuaki, who, in return, rolled his eyes.
Mr. Nakamura walked over in large strides. He placed his hand on the drawing Naoko had done before Inuyasha had a chance to put it away. He glanced down at the picture, and started laughing.
"Inuyasha, I think you have some issues we made need a counselor to help out with!" The art teacher chuckled and picked up the drawing, "If you wanted to be a Powerpuff girl you could have waited until a costume party instead of going to measures such as these."
"Whatever." Inuyasha mumbled, "Naoko drew that."
"Well then," Mr. Nakamura laughed again, "I should compliment her on her artistry."
"Mr. Nakamura," Midori interrupted and raised his hand, "That's not really fair! We should audition if we wa-"
"Life, Midori is never fair. Nor is life simple, explainable or predictable. That's why I'm going to pick." The teacher walked over to Mirdori, and he towered over him immensely. He gulped and Mr. Nakamura lowed to his level.
"What's wrong, afraid I'm going to stab you with art supplies? I'm sorry, I'm not certain people, am I now?" He patted Midori on the shoulder. "Now class, take out your projects and get to work. NOW."
The classes suddenly errupted into a clash of voices, each with their own story and ready for conversation. Miroku and Sango trotted back to the sink area, and Naoko came running over.
"Oh god, here she comes!" Sheri gasped and buried her face in her hands, "I thought she had abandoned us for Junko, I guess it was too good to be true. I'll just draw and draw... and pretend Miss-I'm-A-Floozy isn't here."
Inuyasha nodded, "I don't like her...especially her nasty smelling hair."
"What? You smelled her hair?" Sheri laughed heartily, "Well, I'd imagine Naoko would let you do that. Actually she'd probably let you sniff more than that if you wanted to! Oh and thensome..."
"Now that was beyond my level of grossness," Inuyasha sat there wide-eyed, "I'm a visual person... images..." Sheri and Inuyasha laughed.
"Well, that's Naoko for you, but you know, nothing is worse than Katsuaki." She murmered, her vioce suddenly edgy and uncomfortable. "Just mentioning him makes me feel unpleasant. What about you?"
"I agree, one hundred and fifty percent," Inuyasha snarled, "The bastard is a disgrace to humans."
"Oh will you speak of Satan? Look who's walking over here right now. It's Mr. I'm A Fucking Ray of Sunshine." Sheri inhaled deeply, "Don't make eye-contact. Medusa will turn you to stone."
Katsuaki strode proudly over, like he was King of the classroom, as if he were god. A few people turned and stared, and some girls swooned and giggled. Most guys were dreadfully jealous of Katsuaki, who was worshipped by the fairer sex. A few nimrodic guys looked up to Katsuaki's woman-swooning ways, and those guys he looked down upon as if they were slimey insects.
"You made Kagome lovely," Katsuaki said, "Very diplomatic of you." Katsuaki wrapped his arms around Kagome from behind, and Inuyasha noticed that she turned slightly pale.
"Something stinks," Naoko stood up and pushed out her stool. She walked off towards Sango and Miroku, who had walked back to the sink together. For some reason they found that a trendy meeting place.
"I wonder what crawled up her butt, don't you Kagome?" Katsuaki smiled again, just as fake, and then looked directly at Inuyasha.
"SO," Katsuaki let go of Kagome rather reluctantly and pulled up a stool, " How are you Inuyasha?"
Kagome walked off, she was rather unstable, and she went to join some girls Inuyasha didn't know at another table. The welcomed her warmly, and she laughed when one of them said something that must have been what Inuyasha understood as "a joke." They mentioned for Sheri to come over and socialize with them, and with much gratitude she ran over with her project.
"Fine. Thanks." Inuyasha replied, coldly; he really didn't fancy Katsuaki being within fifty feet of him. Ok, make that one hundred. As far as Inuyasha was concerned, Katsuaki would be in another universe and it'd still be much too close.
"Really? That was a pretty nifty one Nakamura pulled on you, now, huh? Ha he knows how to get you, but I imagine it'd be pretty easy to insult someone like you. That's what I think you know." He nearly spit the word "You" as if it were thrown into insult someone, and it obviously worked when Inuyasha looked up from his drawing and his face turned dark.
"You think, do you Katsuaki? How suprising." Inuyasha sneered, "Just don't think too hard, there isn't an emergency room nearby."
Katsuaki glared at Inuyasha, but Inuyasha just glared back twice as evil. There was a dead silence for a moment, and then Miroku walked over.
"So I see everyone is having a party, are we?" He laughed, but when Inuyasha and Katsuaki looked at him he gulped. "Maybe the sink is a better place?"
"NO," Inuyasha snapped and grabbed Miroku's arm and forced him to sit on the table, "There is no way in hell you're leaving." Miroku gulped, and pulled up his own stool. He looked at Sango, but she didn't notice that he wanted her to come over and engage herself in the conversation he got caught in.
"I think," Katsuaki growled, "Probably more than you do. I'm willing to bet that I also think about more important things."
"Right." Inuyasha continued to draw, but this time focusing on his art project. The last thing he wanted was to finish his drawing of Kagome, so he slid it into his binder. He flinched as it crinkled a little, he didn't want it to get ruined, he was planning on giving it as a gift. It was strange enough he drew her, but he found himself thinking he was an idiot for wanting to give it to her. Like she would accept it?
No, no she wouldn't.
Kagome wouldn't accept anything from Inuyasha without a large amout of hesitation and questions. And what did he expect in return? Did he expect something in return? If he did, he sure as hell wasn't going to get anything except an "Oh, well, um, thanks?" or maybe even a "Oh. That's. So.Sweet.Of.You." if he was lucky. Sarcasm he would get if he was lucky.
He was going to add detail... ink it... color it... make is something she'd like, but knowing her she wouldn't like it.
"You know you're drawing sucks," Katsuaki said with evil satisfaction. "She looks too pretty to be Kagome."
Miroku looked over to Katsuaki, "That was very rude of yo-"
"Kagome is too good for you, asshole!" Inuyasha snapped, and he shoved Katsuaki on the shoulder. Katsuaki fell backwards and off the stool with a sickening "THUMP" on the linoleum floor. The class went dead silent, and everyone stared.
"You APOLOGIZE." Inuyasha said in monotone, " Do it, right now. Say you're sorry.."
"Inuyasha, calm down!" Miroku grabbed Inuyasha's arm, but he shook Miroku off with ease. Miroku feel backwards and Sango ran over to see if he was ok.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Katsuaki shouted as he stood up. He brushed himself off, and shoved Inuyasha back. To Katsuaki's suprise, Inuyasha didn't budge, not at all. He felt his confidence suddenly drop about nintey percent and he glared at Inuyasha.
"I'm. Ever.So.Sorry." He spat. Inuyasha grabbed his arm.
"Say it to Kagome. Say it to her NOW."
"What is going on over here, boys? Inuyasha! Katsuaki!" Mr. Nakamura grabbed both of them roughly and looked at them. "You two always have your boxers in a knot when you're around eachother! What IS your problem?"
And when the two boys didn't respond, Nakamura shook them. "You BOTH get two weeks detention!"
"That's not agreeable!" Katsuaki shouted in protest, "He shoved me!"
"You're an ungrateful twit! That's why I shoved you! You can't appreciate something special you've got!I bet you don't appreciate you own mother!"
"And what would you know about appreciating a mother? You don't fucking have one!" Katsuaki shot back. There was a sickening silence, a demonic look from Inuyasha, and a stupid teenager who was beginning to regret even speaking.
"Oh god, he is so dead," Sango whispered to Miroku who nodded in agreement. They both gulped, and the entire class remained deathly quiet. They didn't want to move an inch or start talking for fear of missing something juicy. Something that they could chatter about at lunch.
"Alright, you guys sit down right now. I'm writing you both detention slips, but I will make sure you're in seperate rooms. I dont' want any homocides occuring on school grounds." Mr. Nakamura said with grim satisfaction, "Ah detentions are wonderful to give out."
Inuyasha gave Katsuaki the most ghastly look anyone had ever been given to anyone or anything in Earth's entire existance. The look read "I hate you and you better watch your back." in bright, vibrant bold letters. Inuyasha's eyes were slits and his mouth was pursed together so tightly that Katsuaki could have sworn Inuyasha had bitten his lip.
Mr. Nakamura told Inuyasha to sit down, and then he pulled Katsuaki aside, who was reluctant to follow.
"The show is OVER! Back to work!"
Kagome ran over to Inuyasha, who sat down and gripped his pencil in a tight and violent grip.
"Oh... Katsuaki...Inuyasha... I'm so sor-"
"He INSTULED my mother." He growled and snapped the pencil in half. Yellow splinters littered his paper and the desk he was sitting at. "He INSTULED YOU."
Kagome just remained silent and Sheri and Naoko ran over. The class went back to minding their own business, and chattering loudly. Sango and Miroku reluctantly went back to the sink after Kagome motioned them away.
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"Boy, you better watch your mouth. I know you're a little troublemaker after your incident with Shinobe, that was you, am I right?"
"I can get you into trouble for touching that," Katsuaki sneered, his confidence has regained, after seeing Inuyasha's expression after the mom comment.
"Only if I harass you about it or share it with the class; Which I have done neither." The teacher scribbled on the detention slips. "You get three weeks. Inuyasha gets two. You come here, and her goes to Mr. Hinami's class. Don't talk to him, leave Inuyasha alone."
"Sure, whatever." Katsuaki snatched his slip and strode back over to his seat.
fucking inuyasha fucking teacher He thought to himself as he sat down and continued his drawing.
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"I can't believe Katsuaki! That was a terrible thing to say!" Sheri shouted, "I can't believe he insulted Inuyasha like that!"
"Well, I really don't think that those two will ever get along," Naoko walked next to Sheri on the way to their next classes. Naoko shook her head and sighed.
"I agree. All they do is snap and argue! They should at least try to get along. Well, Katsuaki has more problems than Inuyasha!" Sheri replied, a sort of coldness in her voice. Honestly, she loathed Katsuaki more than hell itself, but she didn't enjoy Inuyasha continuing an argument that was often started by Katsuaki. Everyone still seemed to picture Inuyasha as the bad guy, no matter who said what.
She remeber Junko chirping at lunch about how "Violent, scary, ugly, mean, overly talkative, too tall, fat, vicious and stupid" Inuyasha was. Junko did talk a little too much, and she used too many adjatives. But then she said "Katsuaki can only be described in two words... godly and wonderful!"
Yeah, only if that god happened to be Hades.
"Who's that?" Sheri asked, pointing to a girl who's stuff had fallen all over the linoleum hallway floor.
"I don't know," Naoko looked at the unknown for a minute, but looked away when the girl looked back at her. The girl stared, but then finishing picking up her stuff and walked right past them. But the wind must have been strong, because Naoko's locker slammed shut with such force, it jammed.
"What the holy fuck?!" Naoko shouted, pounding a fist onto her locker,"I can't fucking open it! And it's got all my stuff in there! Did she shove it?"
"No she didn't," Sheri replied, and as she watched the girl walk down the hallway. People seemed to move out of her way and stare, and another girl's locker slammed shut. Sheri stared for a moment and then punched Naoko's locker. It flew open.
"Hey thanks, girlfriend!" Naoko giggled, "You're such a lifesaver!"
Sheri smiled in return. "Sure, why not." The girl turned and started at Sheri and then dissapeared into a raging sea of people.
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The original characters and story of 'Inuyasha' do not belong to me. I am in no way making money off of this, so please don't sue *big teary eyes*!!!! I did create the other characters (Naoko and Sheri for example).
*AUTHOR'S NOTES*
OMG! My computer got screwy for a long while, so ff.net wasn't working! It finally works now... thank god! I was thinking I'd never be able to update my ficcy again... (cries T.T) Well, here I am! I hope you like this chapter, it took me a while to write it! Please, leave a review if you read this, it took me a long time to write. Oh yes... I made sure this chapter was nice and longer than the rest. If you read, don't be a meanie, REVIEW! XD
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A School Story
Chapter 11: Tension
By Chibiukyo!
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"Miroku, we've been on this boat for a few days, and you're getting sea sick right now?!" Sango snapped, and smacked him gently on the back of his head. Miroku looked up with sad eyes and a nauseaous expression.
"Sango, please don't do that, you're making me feel incredibly worse..."
Sango frowned. "Miroku get away from my stuff, go stand by the edge of the boat if you think you're going to puke or whatever!" She made a motion with her hand that signified that he should leave.
"I think it was Sheri's lunch," Inuyasha muttered to Kagome. She shot him a nasty "Shut-Up-Or-You're-So-Frigging-Dead" look.
"I'm sorry, but it's true!" Inuyasha muttered and Kagome smacked him on the back of the head.
"Don't be so rude! What if she can hear you?" Kagome hissed. She rolled her eyes when he shot her a nasty look. He stood up and walked off.
Etsuko walked out on the deck, and placed her hand on Kagome's shoulder. Something about the way she gripped it was vicious, demanding, and violent.
"We'll be at the dock by the beach soon." She growled and let go of the shoulder. She kind of shoved Kagome, and Inuyasha turned around to look at her in a threatening way without making anything obvious. Etsuko just stared him down for a breif second and went on her way to talk to Midori and Katsuaki.
"There is something twisted about that bitch," Inuyasha snapped, "Your shoulder ok? I thought she was going to snap it out of its socket."
Kagome smiled weakly and rubbed her shoulder. She nodded and glanced back at Etsuko and Katsuaki; they seemed to be arguing, but about what was competely unbknownst to her and Inuyasha. Katsuaki saw her watching and gave her a wink, so she forced a smile and looked back at Inuyasha.
"So," She whispered, "How are you?"
"Still recovering to a few violent slaps to the face. You?" He laughed.
"Oh... I'm sorry." Kagome laughed a little, "I don't think Sheri should be trying to make Miroku eat cookies, do you?"
Inuyasha laughed again. "Nah, it's ok. And she shouldn't be offering anybody cookies with her cooking skills. Especially not on a boat!"
"Miroku would you like some cookies?" Sheri extended the plate of mutated cookies towards Miroku's pale face. He looked at her, then the cookies, and then to her again. He closed his eyes and bit his bottom lip.
"N-no thanks..." He replied and looked away.
"Oh come on, Miroku, you should get something in your stomach, it'll take the ache away. Don't you agree Sango?" Sheri beamed, and picked up a cookie with one of her napkins. She extended it towards his face. "Eat it, it's good and it'll make you feel alot better!"
"Sheri, I really don't think that such a goo-" Sango stammered, but it was much too late.
"To the world you may be one person but to one person
you may be the world."
-Unknown
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-N e x t D a y-
It was early afternoon, and everyone was quietly anticipating the arrival of their teacher to Fifth Period. Inuyasha, who was feeling the fatigue of not sleeping the previous nights, was busy doodling pictures on the paper before him with his "Pensul." Well, at least that's what Kagome called it. Personally, Inuyasha thought "Vicious Pointy Thing That Often Breaks" sounded alot more accurate.
He sketched an outline of a face, a beautiful doll-like face. He smiled as he added eyes, a mouth, a nose and mid-length black hair. He began to draw the woman's body carefully and then added clothing. He smiled a little brighter, noticing that the drawing had come out exactly how he hoped it would.
"Oh look! How pretty! It looks just like Kagome!" Someone giggled suddenly from behind him. He shot around and Naoko was pointing to his drawing.
"It's her isn't it?" She asked and pulled up a chair. She plopped herself right next to him and smiled. "It's her spitting image you know."
He hesitated. "I guess it can be her if you like. I didn't know what I was drawing."
"You mean 'who' you were drawing, don't you? Will you let me draw something?" She grinned cutely, and then took the pencil gingerly from his hand. They still had a few minutes before the class period started, and Inuyasha figured if he refused she'd throw a toddler-temper-tantrum.
Inuyasha sighed, and scooted his chair out of the way. He flinched, his back ached like hell from sleeping on that dirty old couch on Naoko's family boat. They had gotten home the day before, weary, miserable and starving (Sheri's cooking could only hold you off for so long before you got nauseous). Inuyasha quickly became nauseous thinking of her "chicken sandwiches." Naomi could have sworn that they moved.
Suddenly, a few girls walked into the room, Kagome, Sheri and Sango. Naomi wasn't with them, she was so exhausted from the mini-vacation they had previously been on.
"Kagome, you still haven't gone out on a date with Katsuaki!" Sango chirped, and she sat next to Inuyasha and Naoko (drawing, drawing!. Inuyasha felt like someone had smacked him at the mention of "Satan's Name", as did Kagome.
"Um, well, I'll see if he want to do anything this weekend?" Kagome smiled, and her comment came out more in the form of a hesitated question. Sheri looked at her for a minute, and then smiled.
"So," She sighed, "How is everyone?"
"OOO! Look, Inuyasha! I drew us all as PowerPuff Girls! You're so cute with big giant eyes!" Naoko giggled wildly, and everyone stared at the picture she had drawn blankly.
"Naoko, can I ask why you gave me breasts?" Inuyasha stared blankly for a few seconds and looked at her.
"Well think of it this way, now you can borrow Kagome's clothes!" Grin!
"Did you think I wanted to in the first place?!"
"Maybe! Oh, look it's Junko! Juuuuunko!" Naoko ran off to join her other "friends", and tripped on the way. "Ouchiepoos!" She cried, but got back up and ran off again.
Sango had dissapeared, and was talking with Miroku. He had slipped in the room without being noticed. Busy flirting, they had been oblivious to everything around them.
"Aren't they a cute couple? They should go out! He should ask her to the Fall Dance." Sheri sighed. "I remember when my cousin Alice got asked out by Kevin. They were adorable! They went to the prom together. She wore a copper colored dress and her hair in a updo. She was gorgeous."
Kagome nodded. "Sango and Miroku would look great together! I think they do have an interest in eachother. They're open books."
"Open books? They're not books, they're people." Inuyasha said, a little confused. Kagome smiled warmly, and pulled out the stool Naoko had left. She sat down next to him, and Sher pulled up on the other side of Kagome.
"It's a figure of speech." Kagome laughed a little and placed her binder on the table. "When is the Fall Dance anyways, Sheri?"
"It's sometime next month, but I'm not sure. You might want to check up on that. I'm not always right." She laughed and Kagome smiled.
Suddenly,the bell rang and the classroom door opened. Without warning, Mr. Nakamura strolled in with a conceited look on his face. Everyone scurried to their seats, and he stood up at the front of the classroom. He glared menacingly, and looked like something out of a Stephen King book.
"Good afternoon, students." He sounded like he was going to murder them all, slowly and painfully, and it seemed if he did that he'd thoroughly enjoy it. He walked along the length of the white board, and then turned and smiled.
"Drama." He picked up a dry-erase pen and worte is elegantly across the white board.
The class was filled with puzzled looks, and whispers. Drama? This was art, and drama in art made no sense. Well, not in this case.
"Yes, I said Drama. Drama, as in acting, as in plays, as in scripts. I am the new Drama teacher." Mr. Nakamura walked over to Kagome's table, and she could see that Inuyasha's expression turn dark. It was obvious that they didn't like eachother, not one tiny little bit. To be perfectly honest, Kagome could recall nearly every student in their right mind didn't like Mr. Nakamura.
"I am the new drama teacher," He repeated with sick satisfaction, "And the other faculty members have decided to allow me to put on a fall production. A play, with a script, with costumes, the works."
Inuyasha raised an eyebrow in utter confusion, and leaned in towards Kagome the second Mr. Nakamura walked away, whispered, "Production?"
"You know," Kagome replied quietly, "A play. To put on a play. Acting." Inuyasha nodded in what seemed like semi-understanding, and directed his "attention" back to Mr. Nakamura.
"I am going to observe you and then pick who I would like to audition for the parts myself. I find observing you personality, your habits, your creativity, and your talent, a simple and unique way to discover whether or not you can perform the part with success." Someone when the word "unique" was spoken, Mr. Nakamura seemed to pin point his gaze on Inuyasha. When he spoke "not" he glanced at Katsuaki, who, in return, rolled his eyes.
Mr. Nakamura walked over in large strides. He placed his hand on the drawing Naoko had done before Inuyasha had a chance to put it away. He glanced down at the picture, and started laughing.
"Inuyasha, I think you have some issues we made need a counselor to help out with!" The art teacher chuckled and picked up the drawing, "If you wanted to be a Powerpuff girl you could have waited until a costume party instead of going to measures such as these."
"Whatever." Inuyasha mumbled, "Naoko drew that."
"Well then," Mr. Nakamura laughed again, "I should compliment her on her artistry."
"Mr. Nakamura," Midori interrupted and raised his hand, "That's not really fair! We should audition if we wa-"
"Life, Midori is never fair. Nor is life simple, explainable or predictable. That's why I'm going to pick." The teacher walked over to Mirdori, and he towered over him immensely. He gulped and Mr. Nakamura lowed to his level.
"What's wrong, afraid I'm going to stab you with art supplies? I'm sorry, I'm not certain people, am I now?" He patted Midori on the shoulder. "Now class, take out your projects and get to work. NOW."
The classes suddenly errupted into a clash of voices, each with their own story and ready for conversation. Miroku and Sango trotted back to the sink area, and Naoko came running over.
"Oh god, here she comes!" Sheri gasped and buried her face in her hands, "I thought she had abandoned us for Junko, I guess it was too good to be true. I'll just draw and draw... and pretend Miss-I'm-A-Floozy isn't here."
Inuyasha nodded, "I don't like her...especially her nasty smelling hair."
"What? You smelled her hair?" Sheri laughed heartily, "Well, I'd imagine Naoko would let you do that. Actually she'd probably let you sniff more than that if you wanted to! Oh and thensome..."
"Now that was beyond my level of grossness," Inuyasha sat there wide-eyed, "I'm a visual person... images..." Sheri and Inuyasha laughed.
"Well, that's Naoko for you, but you know, nothing is worse than Katsuaki." She murmered, her vioce suddenly edgy and uncomfortable. "Just mentioning him makes me feel unpleasant. What about you?"
"I agree, one hundred and fifty percent," Inuyasha snarled, "The bastard is a disgrace to humans."
"Oh will you speak of Satan? Look who's walking over here right now. It's Mr. I'm A Fucking Ray of Sunshine." Sheri inhaled deeply, "Don't make eye-contact. Medusa will turn you to stone."
Katsuaki strode proudly over, like he was King of the classroom, as if he were god. A few people turned and stared, and some girls swooned and giggled. Most guys were dreadfully jealous of Katsuaki, who was worshipped by the fairer sex. A few nimrodic guys looked up to Katsuaki's woman-swooning ways, and those guys he looked down upon as if they were slimey insects.
"You made Kagome lovely," Katsuaki said, "Very diplomatic of you." Katsuaki wrapped his arms around Kagome from behind, and Inuyasha noticed that she turned slightly pale.
"Something stinks," Naoko stood up and pushed out her stool. She walked off towards Sango and Miroku, who had walked back to the sink together. For some reason they found that a trendy meeting place.
"I wonder what crawled up her butt, don't you Kagome?" Katsuaki smiled again, just as fake, and then looked directly at Inuyasha.
"SO," Katsuaki let go of Kagome rather reluctantly and pulled up a stool, " How are you Inuyasha?"
Kagome walked off, she was rather unstable, and she went to join some girls Inuyasha didn't know at another table. The welcomed her warmly, and she laughed when one of them said something that must have been what Inuyasha understood as "a joke." They mentioned for Sheri to come over and socialize with them, and with much gratitude she ran over with her project.
"Fine. Thanks." Inuyasha replied, coldly; he really didn't fancy Katsuaki being within fifty feet of him. Ok, make that one hundred. As far as Inuyasha was concerned, Katsuaki would be in another universe and it'd still be much too close.
"Really? That was a pretty nifty one Nakamura pulled on you, now, huh? Ha he knows how to get you, but I imagine it'd be pretty easy to insult someone like you. That's what I think you know." He nearly spit the word "You" as if it were thrown into insult someone, and it obviously worked when Inuyasha looked up from his drawing and his face turned dark.
"You think, do you Katsuaki? How suprising." Inuyasha sneered, "Just don't think too hard, there isn't an emergency room nearby."
Katsuaki glared at Inuyasha, but Inuyasha just glared back twice as evil. There was a dead silence for a moment, and then Miroku walked over.
"So I see everyone is having a party, are we?" He laughed, but when Inuyasha and Katsuaki looked at him he gulped. "Maybe the sink is a better place?"
"NO," Inuyasha snapped and grabbed Miroku's arm and forced him to sit on the table, "There is no way in hell you're leaving." Miroku gulped, and pulled up his own stool. He looked at Sango, but she didn't notice that he wanted her to come over and engage herself in the conversation he got caught in.
"I think," Katsuaki growled, "Probably more than you do. I'm willing to bet that I also think about more important things."
"Right." Inuyasha continued to draw, but this time focusing on his art project. The last thing he wanted was to finish his drawing of Kagome, so he slid it into his binder. He flinched as it crinkled a little, he didn't want it to get ruined, he was planning on giving it as a gift. It was strange enough he drew her, but he found himself thinking he was an idiot for wanting to give it to her. Like she would accept it?
No, no she wouldn't.
Kagome wouldn't accept anything from Inuyasha without a large amout of hesitation and questions. And what did he expect in return? Did he expect something in return? If he did, he sure as hell wasn't going to get anything except an "Oh, well, um, thanks?" or maybe even a "Oh. That's. So.Sweet.Of.You." if he was lucky. Sarcasm he would get if he was lucky.
He was going to add detail... ink it... color it... make is something she'd like, but knowing her she wouldn't like it.
"You know you're drawing sucks," Katsuaki said with evil satisfaction. "She looks too pretty to be Kagome."
Miroku looked over to Katsuaki, "That was very rude of yo-"
"Kagome is too good for you, asshole!" Inuyasha snapped, and he shoved Katsuaki on the shoulder. Katsuaki fell backwards and off the stool with a sickening "THUMP" on the linoleum floor. The class went dead silent, and everyone stared.
"You APOLOGIZE." Inuyasha said in monotone, " Do it, right now. Say you're sorry.."
"Inuyasha, calm down!" Miroku grabbed Inuyasha's arm, but he shook Miroku off with ease. Miroku feel backwards and Sango ran over to see if he was ok.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Katsuaki shouted as he stood up. He brushed himself off, and shoved Inuyasha back. To Katsuaki's suprise, Inuyasha didn't budge, not at all. He felt his confidence suddenly drop about nintey percent and he glared at Inuyasha.
"I'm. Ever.So.Sorry." He spat. Inuyasha grabbed his arm.
"Say it to Kagome. Say it to her NOW."
"What is going on over here, boys? Inuyasha! Katsuaki!" Mr. Nakamura grabbed both of them roughly and looked at them. "You two always have your boxers in a knot when you're around eachother! What IS your problem?"
And when the two boys didn't respond, Nakamura shook them. "You BOTH get two weeks detention!"
"That's not agreeable!" Katsuaki shouted in protest, "He shoved me!"
"You're an ungrateful twit! That's why I shoved you! You can't appreciate something special you've got!I bet you don't appreciate you own mother!"
"And what would you know about appreciating a mother? You don't fucking have one!" Katsuaki shot back. There was a sickening silence, a demonic look from Inuyasha, and a stupid teenager who was beginning to regret even speaking.
"Oh god, he is so dead," Sango whispered to Miroku who nodded in agreement. They both gulped, and the entire class remained deathly quiet. They didn't want to move an inch or start talking for fear of missing something juicy. Something that they could chatter about at lunch.
"Alright, you guys sit down right now. I'm writing you both detention slips, but I will make sure you're in seperate rooms. I dont' want any homocides occuring on school grounds." Mr. Nakamura said with grim satisfaction, "Ah detentions are wonderful to give out."
Inuyasha gave Katsuaki the most ghastly look anyone had ever been given to anyone or anything in Earth's entire existance. The look read "I hate you and you better watch your back." in bright, vibrant bold letters. Inuyasha's eyes were slits and his mouth was pursed together so tightly that Katsuaki could have sworn Inuyasha had bitten his lip.
Mr. Nakamura told Inuyasha to sit down, and then he pulled Katsuaki aside, who was reluctant to follow.
"The show is OVER! Back to work!"
Kagome ran over to Inuyasha, who sat down and gripped his pencil in a tight and violent grip.
"Oh... Katsuaki...Inuyasha... I'm so sor-"
"He INSTULED my mother." He growled and snapped the pencil in half. Yellow splinters littered his paper and the desk he was sitting at. "He INSTULED YOU."
Kagome just remained silent and Sheri and Naoko ran over. The class went back to minding their own business, and chattering loudly. Sango and Miroku reluctantly went back to the sink after Kagome motioned them away.
*
"Boy, you better watch your mouth. I know you're a little troublemaker after your incident with Shinobe, that was you, am I right?"
"I can get you into trouble for touching that," Katsuaki sneered, his confidence has regained, after seeing Inuyasha's expression after the mom comment.
"Only if I harass you about it or share it with the class; Which I have done neither." The teacher scribbled on the detention slips. "You get three weeks. Inuyasha gets two. You come here, and her goes to Mr. Hinami's class. Don't talk to him, leave Inuyasha alone."
"Sure, whatever." Katsuaki snatched his slip and strode back over to his seat.
fucking inuyasha fucking teacher He thought to himself as he sat down and continued his drawing.
~*~
"I can't believe Katsuaki! That was a terrible thing to say!" Sheri shouted, "I can't believe he insulted Inuyasha like that!"
"Well, I really don't think that those two will ever get along," Naoko walked next to Sheri on the way to their next classes. Naoko shook her head and sighed.
"I agree. All they do is snap and argue! They should at least try to get along. Well, Katsuaki has more problems than Inuyasha!" Sheri replied, a sort of coldness in her voice. Honestly, she loathed Katsuaki more than hell itself, but she didn't enjoy Inuyasha continuing an argument that was often started by Katsuaki. Everyone still seemed to picture Inuyasha as the bad guy, no matter who said what.
She remeber Junko chirping at lunch about how "Violent, scary, ugly, mean, overly talkative, too tall, fat, vicious and stupid" Inuyasha was. Junko did talk a little too much, and she used too many adjatives. But then she said "Katsuaki can only be described in two words... godly and wonderful!"
Yeah, only if that god happened to be Hades.
"Who's that?" Sheri asked, pointing to a girl who's stuff had fallen all over the linoleum hallway floor.
"I don't know," Naoko looked at the unknown for a minute, but looked away when the girl looked back at her. The girl stared, but then finishing picking up her stuff and walked right past them. But the wind must have been strong, because Naoko's locker slammed shut with such force, it jammed.
"What the holy fuck?!" Naoko shouted, pounding a fist onto her locker,"I can't fucking open it! And it's got all my stuff in there! Did she shove it?"
"No she didn't," Sheri replied, and as she watched the girl walk down the hallway. People seemed to move out of her way and stare, and another girl's locker slammed shut. Sheri stared for a moment and then punched Naoko's locker. It flew open.
"Hey thanks, girlfriend!" Naoko giggled, "You're such a lifesaver!"
Sheri smiled in return. "Sure, why not." The girl turned and started at Sheri and then dissapeared into a raging sea of people.
*~-End of Chapter-~*
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