A/N: Yes, Anie, this is Laura's requested fic. Also, a note to
tenshineko- when the trio was hanging all over Makoto in the
beginning, they and Kagome were the only ones around. In class,
the other females in the room were the ones swooning. Sorry if
that wasn't really clear before. And yes, Hojou is indeed going
to be a serious contender for Kagome's affections, just because
I think he rocks.
"Curiouser and Curiouser"
Kagome was having a very tiring day.
For starters, she'd barely slept four hours last night, thanks to her insensitive boyfriend ('NOT my boyfriend, where the hell did THAT come from?!'), and the morning had begun with an attack by a rabid ramen cart. She was SO sick of ramen.
After that, a lunatic who was wearing one of her best friend's faces had broken every speed limit on earth with his motorcycle while she was ON it, and had announced to his personal fan club that they were madly in love. Next, said fan club had started harassing her, at which point the sweet boy who'd liked her since junior high had flipped out and scared the bejeezus out of the entire class.
. . . Okay, maybe that last bit wasn't so bad.
And all that before the morning bell had even rung! Kagome simply couldn't bear to go on and had cut out after lunch for what was probably the first time ever. But she'd promised the stupid dog-boy that she'd drop by this afternoon to schedule another Shikon search, so here she was, tumbling down a magic well and barely resisting the urge to idly remark: "Curiouser and curiouser" to a passing marmalade jar for the umpteenth time.
She climbed out of the well and came face to face with Inu- Yasha's usual scowl.
"I hate you," he informed her without any form of hesitation.
"Then go to Hell," she retorted. "Or you could just SIT."
The hanyou hit the ground face-first and Kagome used him as a stepping stool, careful to trod on his hair. Across the clearing, Miroku, Sango, and Shippou were watching them, clearly finding the whole situation terrifically funny.
"Hi, guys!" she called cheerfully, waving at them. "Miss me?"
"KAGOMEEEE!" Shippou hurled himself into her arms and she laughed.
"Kagome-chan!" Sango embraced her, as did Miroku, who the exterminator promptly beat into submission with her boomerang as both of his hands found purchase on someone else's buttocks.
"You guys won't believe who I saw today!" Kagome began excitedly, only to be interrupted by Inu-Yasha's sudden appearance at her side.
"It was that bastard Hojou!" he accused. "I can smell him on you, dammit! He was touching you!"
Kagome reflexively flared. "God forbid I speak to any other man but you!" she yelled.
Inu-Yasha glared at her. "You smell like a stranger, too- like you were hugging him! Who was it? Tell me!"
"It was only Makoto-kun!" she snapped, clenching her fists. "He gave me a ride to school, for God's sake! I'm about as romantically inclined towards him as I am to Miroku-sama!"
Miroku sighed. "Thank you, Kagome-sama," he said wryly.
"I didn't mean it like that-!" she tried to explain.
"Ah-ha! So you ARE attracted to him!" Inu-Yasha yelled triumphantly, pointing a finger right in her face. "I knew it!"
"I am not! And why the hell do you even care?!" she shrieked. "You're the one who's always insulting me! And everyone knows you like Kikyou better!"
"Says who?!" he shouted right back. "For all you know about me, I could be in love with you and you wouldn't even fucking CARE!"
"Bastard!" she screamed.
"Bitch!" he howled.
"SIT!"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Kaede was a relatively old woman, especially considering the times. In modern-day Japan, she would probably be living peacefully in a small apartment in the city, or perhaps retired in a modest country home.
Unfortunately for her sanity, she lived in the feudal era with a bunch of defenseless villagers and a whiny hanyou. So "peace" was not often an option. When Inu-Yasha was around, he caused trouble; and when he WASN'T around, other demons caused trouble. It was far from what one might consider a win-win situation.
Then again, curiously enough, she could consider herself happy.
"SITSITSITSITSIT!"
*SMACK*
Then again, maybe she was just getting senile.
The priestess resignedly watched a girl wearing her dead sister's face storm into the village, followed by an angry exterminator, a bouncy kitsune, and two young men, both nursing various bruises. All the usual suspects were present. Lucky, lucky her.
Kaede chuckled more than a little ruefully and went to greet Kagome. No point in being rude; no matter how bizarre the guests were.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
'Bastard!' Kagome shrieked mentally. ' Let's see if I tell HIM anything about Makoto-kun and Seira-san's Shikon shards!'
* tbc . . . *
A/N: Well, if anyone has any ideas for this fic, my outline is still very flexible, so review and tell me! I may like it and throw it in- I've already made several changes in the original plan. Remember, reviews and good ideas equal faster updates for you!
*beware: this author is absolutely shameless*
"Curiouser and Curiouser"
Kagome was having a very tiring day.
For starters, she'd barely slept four hours last night, thanks to her insensitive boyfriend ('NOT my boyfriend, where the hell did THAT come from?!'), and the morning had begun with an attack by a rabid ramen cart. She was SO sick of ramen.
After that, a lunatic who was wearing one of her best friend's faces had broken every speed limit on earth with his motorcycle while she was ON it, and had announced to his personal fan club that they were madly in love. Next, said fan club had started harassing her, at which point the sweet boy who'd liked her since junior high had flipped out and scared the bejeezus out of the entire class.
. . . Okay, maybe that last bit wasn't so bad.
And all that before the morning bell had even rung! Kagome simply couldn't bear to go on and had cut out after lunch for what was probably the first time ever. But she'd promised the stupid dog-boy that she'd drop by this afternoon to schedule another Shikon search, so here she was, tumbling down a magic well and barely resisting the urge to idly remark: "Curiouser and curiouser" to a passing marmalade jar for the umpteenth time.
She climbed out of the well and came face to face with Inu- Yasha's usual scowl.
"I hate you," he informed her without any form of hesitation.
"Then go to Hell," she retorted. "Or you could just SIT."
The hanyou hit the ground face-first and Kagome used him as a stepping stool, careful to trod on his hair. Across the clearing, Miroku, Sango, and Shippou were watching them, clearly finding the whole situation terrifically funny.
"Hi, guys!" she called cheerfully, waving at them. "Miss me?"
"KAGOMEEEE!" Shippou hurled himself into her arms and she laughed.
"Kagome-chan!" Sango embraced her, as did Miroku, who the exterminator promptly beat into submission with her boomerang as both of his hands found purchase on someone else's buttocks.
"You guys won't believe who I saw today!" Kagome began excitedly, only to be interrupted by Inu-Yasha's sudden appearance at her side.
"It was that bastard Hojou!" he accused. "I can smell him on you, dammit! He was touching you!"
Kagome reflexively flared. "God forbid I speak to any other man but you!" she yelled.
Inu-Yasha glared at her. "You smell like a stranger, too- like you were hugging him! Who was it? Tell me!"
"It was only Makoto-kun!" she snapped, clenching her fists. "He gave me a ride to school, for God's sake! I'm about as romantically inclined towards him as I am to Miroku-sama!"
Miroku sighed. "Thank you, Kagome-sama," he said wryly.
"I didn't mean it like that-!" she tried to explain.
"Ah-ha! So you ARE attracted to him!" Inu-Yasha yelled triumphantly, pointing a finger right in her face. "I knew it!"
"I am not! And why the hell do you even care?!" she shrieked. "You're the one who's always insulting me! And everyone knows you like Kikyou better!"
"Says who?!" he shouted right back. "For all you know about me, I could be in love with you and you wouldn't even fucking CARE!"
"Bastard!" she screamed.
"Bitch!" he howled.
"SIT!"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Kaede was a relatively old woman, especially considering the times. In modern-day Japan, she would probably be living peacefully in a small apartment in the city, or perhaps retired in a modest country home.
Unfortunately for her sanity, she lived in the feudal era with a bunch of defenseless villagers and a whiny hanyou. So "peace" was not often an option. When Inu-Yasha was around, he caused trouble; and when he WASN'T around, other demons caused trouble. It was far from what one might consider a win-win situation.
Then again, curiously enough, she could consider herself happy.
"SITSITSITSITSIT!"
*SMACK*
Then again, maybe she was just getting senile.
The priestess resignedly watched a girl wearing her dead sister's face storm into the village, followed by an angry exterminator, a bouncy kitsune, and two young men, both nursing various bruises. All the usual suspects were present. Lucky, lucky her.
Kaede chuckled more than a little ruefully and went to greet Kagome. No point in being rude; no matter how bizarre the guests were.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
'Bastard!' Kagome shrieked mentally. ' Let's see if I tell HIM anything about Makoto-kun and Seira-san's Shikon shards!'
* tbc . . . *
A/N: Well, if anyone has any ideas for this fic, my outline is still very flexible, so review and tell me! I may like it and throw it in- I've already made several changes in the original plan. Remember, reviews and good ideas equal faster updates for you!
*beware: this author is absolutely shameless*