People are actually ENJOYING this story? -is amazed- Wow......you could
knock me over with a feather. Well, probably not! But, ya get what I'm
saying.
MINOR NOTE!!! I changed the Rock's position from a tight-end to a guard. That is all......you may continue reading now.
Okay, I lied, more minor notes: Kouga will be making an appearance in this fic----have no fear. I have some interesting plans for him actually. *cackles evilly which ends up in a hysterical coughing fit* Ahem.....oops. No one saw that, right?
Also, the first tutoring does take place before the trip. This weekend that I'm on at the moment is the weekend before the big trip.
And lastly, this fic isn't.........what's the word I'm looking for?..................serious. Yes, that's it. This is NOT a serious fic---- that's why it's under the 'humor' section. Think of it as Sitcom Serious. Tee-hee, I like that; Sitcom Serious. I am sad and pathetic in sooooo many ways.
And now, in the words of Larry the Cucumber: 'I've never licked a spark plug, and I've never sniffed a stinkbug. And I've never painted daisies on a big, red, rubber ball. And I've never bathed in yogurt, and I don't look good in leggings......and I've never been to Boston in the Fall!'
Chapter Six
In Which Inuyasha Discovers The Beauty Of Make-Up
*~*~*~* The Football Game *~*~*~*
Inuyasha grumbled incoherent words under his breath as his feet pounded the pavement beneath him.
Why the hell was he going? He hated any form of school functions---- especially the sporting events. Oh yeah, it was soooo much fun to watch stupid guys slap other stupid guys on the asses!
That was sarcasm, by the way.
Even though he hated school functions with every being in him, because they represented everything he hated, he was still going. Why? That's a good question. Miroku had convinced him to go----which took some hustling on the student council member's part. However, that was Miroku's specialty.
" 'Kagome needed to talk to you about the triiiiip'," Inuyasha mocked, his voice high pitched and nasal. He gave a chuckle at his sad attempt at humor and shoved his hands in his pockets.
So, he was going to the football game to see a girl. That was so cliché. That stupid wench; she had made his Columbus Day Weekend worse!
Well, she had made it worse if 'worse' means better. He'd have a place to crash at and someone to talk to. Not that he *wanted* to talk to her or anything. It's just if he *had* to talk to someone, he could. He didn't need or want to however....he just could if the talking had to take place. ........yeah.........
Inuyasha sighed loudly and took the final turn on his way to the school. What could she possibly have to talk about? Whatever it was, it better be good or else she would have one very pissed hanyou to deal with----wait, no, not a hanyou. Stupid slip. He was human at the moment. SOOO, she'd have a very pissed hanyou to deal with. Ooooooops, did it again. We're just going to leave it there for now.
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"That'll be 2.50 please," Kagome smiled up at a random person who had just purchased a cup cake that she had made. The random person handed her the money and shoved the cup-cake in his mouth before walking away to the hard, cold, metal bleachers to watch the football game.
She sat at the wonderful make-shift booth with Miroku on her right and Sango on his. They had a great view of the football game (and the cheerleaders) from their seats.
Miroku smiled happily and sat back in his seat, wrapping his arms around both girls' shoulders. "I am *seriously* pimping it." He remarked, crossing his legs.
Both girls rolled their eyes and simultaneously smacked him upside the head.
"Pervert," both girls snorted at the same time.
Miroku rubbed his sore head, a teasing smile on his face. "Aww, you girls know you love me."
"I don't know what you're talking about," Sango remarked absentmindedly as she counted the money they had made.
"Yeah," Kagome nodded, "I'm only friends with you for your car."
"I feel so cheap and used," Miroku began, "and yet I'm really enjoying it. Is it wrong that I'm slightly aroused at the moment?"
Sango and Kagome glared up at him.
"That's disgusting," Sango informed him, the money still in hand. "You really are a pervert."
Kagome nodded. "A pervert who needs to get a life."
"I am offended." Miroku announced with a feigned look of pain on his face. "I *have* a life."
Both girls rolled their eyes.
"Figures he wouldn't deny the fact that he's a pervert," Sango said, shaking her head and resuming her count.
"You call it being perverted," Miroku began as he shifted in his seat to get comfortable, "I call it, 'loving the female species more than a person probably should'."
"Yeah," Kagome began sarcastically, "that makes it sound better. Really."
Miroku smiled at her before shaking his head and turning his attention back to the football game. There was about three minutes left in the fourth quarter and the score was tied----24 to 24.
Suddenly, Kagome felt someone tap her on the shoulder. She jumped and spun around, only to see an exasperated Inuyasha standing behind her. He had on baggy, black pants that hung far off of his feet. In fact, it was obvious he had been walking on the ends for a long time because they were all frayed. He had on a big, baggy, black hoodie that, even though it covered up his body, did him justice. He had let his long, silky black hair down and it was flowing in the slight breeze and his dark eyes were shining.
Okay, so, maybe she *was* attracted to the guy. She couldn't help it. He was just so fricken perdy!
"Hey, Inuyasha," she greeted, smiling nervously as she self-consciously tugged at the edges of her red mini-skirt, trying to make it longer than it really was. "What's up? You don't seem like the type of guy who likes football games."
"I'm not," he said threw gritted teeth, shoving his hands further in his pockets and kicking the back of Miroku's chair.
Miroku flicked him off without even turning around and continued watching the high school football game as if it were the most interesting thing in the world.
Inuyasha rolled his eyes and turned his attention back to Kagome. "Moron said you had to ask me about the car trip?"
Kagome gulped and glared at Miroku's profile. She had only said that she wanted to ask Inuyasha some questions so that she could see him. She hadn't really meant for him to go out of his way to come and see her! Ooooh, stupid, stupid Miroku! He would pay for this. He would!
"Ahh, yeah," Kagome nodded, turning her attention back to Inuyasha. "The car trip. Well, ya see. I just wanted to ask you about........uh........gas."
Inuyasha arched an eyebrow in question. "Gas?"
"Yeah.........gas......money. Yes, that's it!" She smiled brightly up at him. "I wanted to ask you about gas money."
"Okay," Inuyasha nodded unsurely, "and what about the gas money?"
Kagome's eyes widened in uncertainty, "Well, how are we going to do it?"
"Do the gas money?" Inuyasha questioned. "How about we each pay for half at each stop?"
Kagome nodded happily. "Oooh! Okay! Yep, that's what we'll do. Great idea that was. Yep, sure was. Tee-hee......"
Inuyasha rolled his eyes. "Is that all you wanted?"
She shrugged. "I think so."
He sighed and turned to walk away. "See ya later then."
"Wait!" She called out desperately, determined not to let this precious moment to get to know the guy she was currently crushing on slip through her fingers.
He turned around and saw her smiling sweetly at him, holding a tray of cupcakes up. "Cupcake?" She offered, her eyes even smiling. "It's on the house----since you helped make it after all."
Inuyasha shrugged and grabbed one up off of the plate, scarfing it in record time.
"Oh my god!" Miroku exclaimed, jumping up out of his seat so quickly that it fell to the ground with a loud thud.
"What is it, Miroku?" Kagome asked as she turned around to look at him. He simply pointed at the field, an excited expression on his face.
There was only seconds left, the score tied. The Jewels were on the offensive----fourth down and goal. (For all you non-football peoples, that means (in a nutshell) this is the Jewels last chance to score a goal.)
The ball was snapped and Naraku backed up, searching for an open person (namely Hitten) to pass it to.
The entire Shikon student section broke out into the ever annoying *stomp- stomp-clap, stomp-stomp-clap* that rocked the old, rusted bleachers.
Rock pulled out of his guard position on the left, swept to the right, cut up field, and sent the linebacker sprawling with a crushing block. Hitten, who had followed closely, leapt over the linebacker, cut sharply inside to elude the cornerback, and sprinted untouched into the end zone. He turned around just in time to see the football flying at him. He jumped up higher than any normal person should be able to, caught the ball, and landed unceremoniously on the ground----winning the game.
The student section went wild with deafening cheers as the team swamped Hitten at the goal line.
Even Kagome got caught up in the excitement as she leapt out of her seat and started jumping up and down with Miroku.
Inuyasha rolled his eyes at the pair, and, for the first time, noticed just how short Kagome's skirt was. He blushed brightly and scolded himself for thinking perverted thoughts about a prep, and left the scene before anyone even knew he was missing.
****** I seriously could end it there, but, since that would be evil, I won't ******
*~*~*~* The Next Day *~*~*~*
Shippou hummed a happy tune as he ate his Lucky Charms cereal, his eyes glued to the TV that was playing Saturday morning cartoons. Saturday mornings/afternoons were his favorites! It was the only time he got the living room all to himself! Miss Kaede went out shopping and stupid Inu always slept Saturdays away. Rin got the tv in Miss Kaede's room, leaving the living room and the kitchen all to little old Shippou!
He grabbed the box of Lucky Charms and poured some more cereal into his bowl now filled with milk and some marshmallow remains. He was currently on his fifth bowl of cereal. Shippou planned on eating all of it before Inuyasha got up, since it was the dog demon's favorite and all.
Shippou paused his humming long enough to cackle evilly. Stupid Inu would get no cereal today! Ooh, he should put the empty box back in the cupboard just to fake that stupid oaf out!
He nodded at his ingenious plan. Yep, that's what he'd do. He was so smart!
Shippou smiled and continued his humming; however, the doorbell interrupted his happy moment. He rolled his eyes and left his bowl and box of cereal unarmed to answer the door.
"Excuse me," he began, swinging the door open, "can I help...." Shippou's voice trailed as he was met with the prettiest legs he had ever seen. Slowly he looked up, only to be greeted by the prettiest face he had ever seen.
There she stood, a tall beautiful girl with long black hair and shining blue eyes. She was wearing a long sleeved blue shirt that was, (un)coincidentally, the same color of her eyes. She had on regular jeans and a yellow back-pack strapped over her shoulders.
"You sure are pretty lady," Shippou smiled goofily up at the girl.
A gentle smile crossed her face and she leaned down until she was eye-level with the little boy. "I like you, kid. What's your name?"
"My name's Shippou! What's yours?"
She patted him lightly on the head. "I'm Kagome. I'm here to tutor Rin?"
Shippou nodded excitedly and opened the door wider so the pretty girl could step inside his house. "Yeah, yeah. Miss Kaede told me you'd be comin' over. I'll go get Rin!"
With that, he turned and ran further inside the house, leaving a semi-dazed Kagome at the door.
She took this moment to look around the house. It was nice, and modest; tidy, yet lived in. There were paintings all over the faded yellow walls of cabins on lakes, and trees in forests. From her stance in front of the door, she could, in once glance, scope the entire house. It was normal enough, the kitchen on the left, the living room on the right; and down a hall in the middle several doors that must have lead to the bedrooms and bathrooms.
She sighed, feeling very at ease with the place and walked into the kitchen. She set her backpack down on the table, where she figured she and Rin would be doing most of their studies.
It was the kitchen that truly amazed Kagome. Herbs of every kind lined the counter, each in their neat little labeled holders. The walls were the same faded yellow as the rest of the house, but the floor was tiled in white, and the counter itself was white. It smelled fresh, and clean, and the one window was open, letting sunshine and fresh air into the already quite cheery room. Beautiful tulips and roses lined the window sill, growing in their own little planters----also seeming to enjoy the beauty of such a simple, yet functional, room.
She smiled and soaked up the sunlight, happy that such a peaceful place truly existed.
*************I could end it there too, but I just don't have the heart**************
Rin sulked into the kitchen, threw her books on the table, and flopped down into the chair across from Kagome. She crossed her arms against her chest and glared daggers at the poor, unsuspecting teenager.
Kagome scratched her head and slowly took her seat next to Rin. "Hello, Rin," she greeted warmly, extending her hand. "I'm Kagome. I'm here to tutor you."
Rin raised her eyebrow and gave Kagome a Do-You-Really-Think-I'm-Going-To- Shake-Your-Hand look. Kagome sighed and sat back in her chair.
"Well," she began, "we don't have to start the tutoring right away. We can talk for a while first.......is there anything you like to talk about?"
Glare.
"I know about a lot of things.........let's see, what are girls your age interested in? Well........when I was your age I was playing baseball. I doubt you like baseball, huh?"
Silence.
Kagome chewed on her bottom lip. "Well, why don't you ask me some questions? I'm sure there's lots of stuff you'd like to ask me."
Glare and silence.
Kagome crossed her legs, crossed her arms against her chest, and glared right back at the young girl. "I am prepared, Rin, to sit here all day until you say something."
The young girl 'tkkk'ed and rolled her eyes, facing away from Kagome.
Kagome just shrugged and continued her constant staring, determined to back up her previous statement.
After about twelve minutes, Rin was getting restless. Her tutor had yet to even look away from her! Well, she could at least ask a question or something.
She spared a glance at the older girl and sighed in defeat. "Do you wear make-up?" She asked quietly.
Kagome smiled brightly. "Yes, why?"
"Well," the little girl shrugged, "I've always wanted to know how to wear it....but Miss Kaede doesn't even know how.......so....."
Her smile only grew. "How about I make you a deal, Rin? If you work really hard on all your studies today, I'll teach you how to put on make-up. And, if you try really hard on all your school work the next couple of weeks, I'll even buy you some of your own."
Rin smiled from ear to ear. "You got yourself a deal!" She announced and grabbed her history book.
Kagome smiled at the young girl she was to tutor and began to.........well, *tutor* her. She was getting paid to do that after all.
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Inuyasha yawned and stretched simultaneously as he lazily made his way into the kitchen.
Damn Shippou hid the Lucky Charms again. Well, he had said that they were in the kitchen----but he said it with an evil smirk. Sometimes Inuyasha got the feeling that that little fox was out to get him.
He entered the kitchen and immediately started throwing open cupboard doors, not bothering to take in his surroundings first. He wanted his Lucky Charms and no one was going to stop him!
"Hey, Inuyasha," a familiar feminine voice began from behind him.
He froze.
"Nice boxers." The voice continued with a little chuckle.
Inuyasha slowly looked down. Sure enough, he was in nothing but his prized Invader Zim boxers----the one with Gir on a piggy..........which wouldn't be so bad under normal circumstances, but this was not a normal circumstance.
He gulped loudly, hoping he was just hearing things; slowly he turned around.
Sure enough, Kagome was sitting there with Rin and books spread across the kitchen table. She had a giant, yet sly, smile on her face as she studied him closely.
Inuyasha jumped and crossed his arms over his boxers. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?!" He demanded, a faint blush on his cheeks.
Kagome waved her hand at him. "Oh, relax. I'm just tutoring Rin here. She is, by the way, doing wonderfully."
Rin smiled up at Kagome. "Does that mean you're going to teach me how to put on make-up?"
Kagome nodded. "Sure does. But first, we have to find you a proper model to practice on."
The two looked at each other, a sly grin crossing their features. After several long moments, they both turned to face the still blushing, half- naked boy.
Slowly, realization dawned on him.
"Ahh, hell naw!" He exclaimed. "There ain't no way you two are putting make- up on me!"
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Shippou finally got his revenge on Inuyasha for being stupid that day when he took a picture of the hanyou, in his human form, wearing nothing but his boxers and the make-up on his face.
The girls had done him up right, too. What with the bright blue, hooker eye shadow, bright red lipstick, and blush that really made his cheek-bones stand out.
A/N: Okay, okay. I know it's kinda short and pointless, but........hey, Inuyasha wore make-up. What's sweeter than that?
NEXT CHAPPIE!!! The long awaited trip begins.......and Sota's a psychic???
Review please
MINOR NOTE!!! I changed the Rock's position from a tight-end to a guard. That is all......you may continue reading now.
Okay, I lied, more minor notes: Kouga will be making an appearance in this fic----have no fear. I have some interesting plans for him actually. *cackles evilly which ends up in a hysterical coughing fit* Ahem.....oops. No one saw that, right?
Also, the first tutoring does take place before the trip. This weekend that I'm on at the moment is the weekend before the big trip.
And lastly, this fic isn't.........what's the word I'm looking for?..................serious. Yes, that's it. This is NOT a serious fic---- that's why it's under the 'humor' section. Think of it as Sitcom Serious. Tee-hee, I like that; Sitcom Serious. I am sad and pathetic in sooooo many ways.
And now, in the words of Larry the Cucumber: 'I've never licked a spark plug, and I've never sniffed a stinkbug. And I've never painted daisies on a big, red, rubber ball. And I've never bathed in yogurt, and I don't look good in leggings......and I've never been to Boston in the Fall!'
Chapter Six
In Which Inuyasha Discovers The Beauty Of Make-Up
*~*~*~* The Football Game *~*~*~*
Inuyasha grumbled incoherent words under his breath as his feet pounded the pavement beneath him.
Why the hell was he going? He hated any form of school functions---- especially the sporting events. Oh yeah, it was soooo much fun to watch stupid guys slap other stupid guys on the asses!
That was sarcasm, by the way.
Even though he hated school functions with every being in him, because they represented everything he hated, he was still going. Why? That's a good question. Miroku had convinced him to go----which took some hustling on the student council member's part. However, that was Miroku's specialty.
" 'Kagome needed to talk to you about the triiiiip'," Inuyasha mocked, his voice high pitched and nasal. He gave a chuckle at his sad attempt at humor and shoved his hands in his pockets.
So, he was going to the football game to see a girl. That was so cliché. That stupid wench; she had made his Columbus Day Weekend worse!
Well, she had made it worse if 'worse' means better. He'd have a place to crash at and someone to talk to. Not that he *wanted* to talk to her or anything. It's just if he *had* to talk to someone, he could. He didn't need or want to however....he just could if the talking had to take place. ........yeah.........
Inuyasha sighed loudly and took the final turn on his way to the school. What could she possibly have to talk about? Whatever it was, it better be good or else she would have one very pissed hanyou to deal with----wait, no, not a hanyou. Stupid slip. He was human at the moment. SOOO, she'd have a very pissed hanyou to deal with. Ooooooops, did it again. We're just going to leave it there for now.
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"That'll be 2.50 please," Kagome smiled up at a random person who had just purchased a cup cake that she had made. The random person handed her the money and shoved the cup-cake in his mouth before walking away to the hard, cold, metal bleachers to watch the football game.
She sat at the wonderful make-shift booth with Miroku on her right and Sango on his. They had a great view of the football game (and the cheerleaders) from their seats.
Miroku smiled happily and sat back in his seat, wrapping his arms around both girls' shoulders. "I am *seriously* pimping it." He remarked, crossing his legs.
Both girls rolled their eyes and simultaneously smacked him upside the head.
"Pervert," both girls snorted at the same time.
Miroku rubbed his sore head, a teasing smile on his face. "Aww, you girls know you love me."
"I don't know what you're talking about," Sango remarked absentmindedly as she counted the money they had made.
"Yeah," Kagome nodded, "I'm only friends with you for your car."
"I feel so cheap and used," Miroku began, "and yet I'm really enjoying it. Is it wrong that I'm slightly aroused at the moment?"
Sango and Kagome glared up at him.
"That's disgusting," Sango informed him, the money still in hand. "You really are a pervert."
Kagome nodded. "A pervert who needs to get a life."
"I am offended." Miroku announced with a feigned look of pain on his face. "I *have* a life."
Both girls rolled their eyes.
"Figures he wouldn't deny the fact that he's a pervert," Sango said, shaking her head and resuming her count.
"You call it being perverted," Miroku began as he shifted in his seat to get comfortable, "I call it, 'loving the female species more than a person probably should'."
"Yeah," Kagome began sarcastically, "that makes it sound better. Really."
Miroku smiled at her before shaking his head and turning his attention back to the football game. There was about three minutes left in the fourth quarter and the score was tied----24 to 24.
Suddenly, Kagome felt someone tap her on the shoulder. She jumped and spun around, only to see an exasperated Inuyasha standing behind her. He had on baggy, black pants that hung far off of his feet. In fact, it was obvious he had been walking on the ends for a long time because they were all frayed. He had on a big, baggy, black hoodie that, even though it covered up his body, did him justice. He had let his long, silky black hair down and it was flowing in the slight breeze and his dark eyes were shining.
Okay, so, maybe she *was* attracted to the guy. She couldn't help it. He was just so fricken perdy!
"Hey, Inuyasha," she greeted, smiling nervously as she self-consciously tugged at the edges of her red mini-skirt, trying to make it longer than it really was. "What's up? You don't seem like the type of guy who likes football games."
"I'm not," he said threw gritted teeth, shoving his hands further in his pockets and kicking the back of Miroku's chair.
Miroku flicked him off without even turning around and continued watching the high school football game as if it were the most interesting thing in the world.
Inuyasha rolled his eyes and turned his attention back to Kagome. "Moron said you had to ask me about the car trip?"
Kagome gulped and glared at Miroku's profile. She had only said that she wanted to ask Inuyasha some questions so that she could see him. She hadn't really meant for him to go out of his way to come and see her! Ooooh, stupid, stupid Miroku! He would pay for this. He would!
"Ahh, yeah," Kagome nodded, turning her attention back to Inuyasha. "The car trip. Well, ya see. I just wanted to ask you about........uh........gas."
Inuyasha arched an eyebrow in question. "Gas?"
"Yeah.........gas......money. Yes, that's it!" She smiled brightly up at him. "I wanted to ask you about gas money."
"Okay," Inuyasha nodded unsurely, "and what about the gas money?"
Kagome's eyes widened in uncertainty, "Well, how are we going to do it?"
"Do the gas money?" Inuyasha questioned. "How about we each pay for half at each stop?"
Kagome nodded happily. "Oooh! Okay! Yep, that's what we'll do. Great idea that was. Yep, sure was. Tee-hee......"
Inuyasha rolled his eyes. "Is that all you wanted?"
She shrugged. "I think so."
He sighed and turned to walk away. "See ya later then."
"Wait!" She called out desperately, determined not to let this precious moment to get to know the guy she was currently crushing on slip through her fingers.
He turned around and saw her smiling sweetly at him, holding a tray of cupcakes up. "Cupcake?" She offered, her eyes even smiling. "It's on the house----since you helped make it after all."
Inuyasha shrugged and grabbed one up off of the plate, scarfing it in record time.
"Oh my god!" Miroku exclaimed, jumping up out of his seat so quickly that it fell to the ground with a loud thud.
"What is it, Miroku?" Kagome asked as she turned around to look at him. He simply pointed at the field, an excited expression on his face.
There was only seconds left, the score tied. The Jewels were on the offensive----fourth down and goal. (For all you non-football peoples, that means (in a nutshell) this is the Jewels last chance to score a goal.)
The ball was snapped and Naraku backed up, searching for an open person (namely Hitten) to pass it to.
The entire Shikon student section broke out into the ever annoying *stomp- stomp-clap, stomp-stomp-clap* that rocked the old, rusted bleachers.
Rock pulled out of his guard position on the left, swept to the right, cut up field, and sent the linebacker sprawling with a crushing block. Hitten, who had followed closely, leapt over the linebacker, cut sharply inside to elude the cornerback, and sprinted untouched into the end zone. He turned around just in time to see the football flying at him. He jumped up higher than any normal person should be able to, caught the ball, and landed unceremoniously on the ground----winning the game.
The student section went wild with deafening cheers as the team swamped Hitten at the goal line.
Even Kagome got caught up in the excitement as she leapt out of her seat and started jumping up and down with Miroku.
Inuyasha rolled his eyes at the pair, and, for the first time, noticed just how short Kagome's skirt was. He blushed brightly and scolded himself for thinking perverted thoughts about a prep, and left the scene before anyone even knew he was missing.
****** I seriously could end it there, but, since that would be evil, I won't ******
*~*~*~* The Next Day *~*~*~*
Shippou hummed a happy tune as he ate his Lucky Charms cereal, his eyes glued to the TV that was playing Saturday morning cartoons. Saturday mornings/afternoons were his favorites! It was the only time he got the living room all to himself! Miss Kaede went out shopping and stupid Inu always slept Saturdays away. Rin got the tv in Miss Kaede's room, leaving the living room and the kitchen all to little old Shippou!
He grabbed the box of Lucky Charms and poured some more cereal into his bowl now filled with milk and some marshmallow remains. He was currently on his fifth bowl of cereal. Shippou planned on eating all of it before Inuyasha got up, since it was the dog demon's favorite and all.
Shippou paused his humming long enough to cackle evilly. Stupid Inu would get no cereal today! Ooh, he should put the empty box back in the cupboard just to fake that stupid oaf out!
He nodded at his ingenious plan. Yep, that's what he'd do. He was so smart!
Shippou smiled and continued his humming; however, the doorbell interrupted his happy moment. He rolled his eyes and left his bowl and box of cereal unarmed to answer the door.
"Excuse me," he began, swinging the door open, "can I help...." Shippou's voice trailed as he was met with the prettiest legs he had ever seen. Slowly he looked up, only to be greeted by the prettiest face he had ever seen.
There she stood, a tall beautiful girl with long black hair and shining blue eyes. She was wearing a long sleeved blue shirt that was, (un)coincidentally, the same color of her eyes. She had on regular jeans and a yellow back-pack strapped over her shoulders.
"You sure are pretty lady," Shippou smiled goofily up at the girl.
A gentle smile crossed her face and she leaned down until she was eye-level with the little boy. "I like you, kid. What's your name?"
"My name's Shippou! What's yours?"
She patted him lightly on the head. "I'm Kagome. I'm here to tutor Rin?"
Shippou nodded excitedly and opened the door wider so the pretty girl could step inside his house. "Yeah, yeah. Miss Kaede told me you'd be comin' over. I'll go get Rin!"
With that, he turned and ran further inside the house, leaving a semi-dazed Kagome at the door.
She took this moment to look around the house. It was nice, and modest; tidy, yet lived in. There were paintings all over the faded yellow walls of cabins on lakes, and trees in forests. From her stance in front of the door, she could, in once glance, scope the entire house. It was normal enough, the kitchen on the left, the living room on the right; and down a hall in the middle several doors that must have lead to the bedrooms and bathrooms.
She sighed, feeling very at ease with the place and walked into the kitchen. She set her backpack down on the table, where she figured she and Rin would be doing most of their studies.
It was the kitchen that truly amazed Kagome. Herbs of every kind lined the counter, each in their neat little labeled holders. The walls were the same faded yellow as the rest of the house, but the floor was tiled in white, and the counter itself was white. It smelled fresh, and clean, and the one window was open, letting sunshine and fresh air into the already quite cheery room. Beautiful tulips and roses lined the window sill, growing in their own little planters----also seeming to enjoy the beauty of such a simple, yet functional, room.
She smiled and soaked up the sunlight, happy that such a peaceful place truly existed.
*************I could end it there too, but I just don't have the heart**************
Rin sulked into the kitchen, threw her books on the table, and flopped down into the chair across from Kagome. She crossed her arms against her chest and glared daggers at the poor, unsuspecting teenager.
Kagome scratched her head and slowly took her seat next to Rin. "Hello, Rin," she greeted warmly, extending her hand. "I'm Kagome. I'm here to tutor you."
Rin raised her eyebrow and gave Kagome a Do-You-Really-Think-I'm-Going-To- Shake-Your-Hand look. Kagome sighed and sat back in her chair.
"Well," she began, "we don't have to start the tutoring right away. We can talk for a while first.......is there anything you like to talk about?"
Glare.
"I know about a lot of things.........let's see, what are girls your age interested in? Well........when I was your age I was playing baseball. I doubt you like baseball, huh?"
Silence.
Kagome chewed on her bottom lip. "Well, why don't you ask me some questions? I'm sure there's lots of stuff you'd like to ask me."
Glare and silence.
Kagome crossed her legs, crossed her arms against her chest, and glared right back at the young girl. "I am prepared, Rin, to sit here all day until you say something."
The young girl 'tkkk'ed and rolled her eyes, facing away from Kagome.
Kagome just shrugged and continued her constant staring, determined to back up her previous statement.
After about twelve minutes, Rin was getting restless. Her tutor had yet to even look away from her! Well, she could at least ask a question or something.
She spared a glance at the older girl and sighed in defeat. "Do you wear make-up?" She asked quietly.
Kagome smiled brightly. "Yes, why?"
"Well," the little girl shrugged, "I've always wanted to know how to wear it....but Miss Kaede doesn't even know how.......so....."
Her smile only grew. "How about I make you a deal, Rin? If you work really hard on all your studies today, I'll teach you how to put on make-up. And, if you try really hard on all your school work the next couple of weeks, I'll even buy you some of your own."
Rin smiled from ear to ear. "You got yourself a deal!" She announced and grabbed her history book.
Kagome smiled at the young girl she was to tutor and began to.........well, *tutor* her. She was getting paid to do that after all.
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Inuyasha yawned and stretched simultaneously as he lazily made his way into the kitchen.
Damn Shippou hid the Lucky Charms again. Well, he had said that they were in the kitchen----but he said it with an evil smirk. Sometimes Inuyasha got the feeling that that little fox was out to get him.
He entered the kitchen and immediately started throwing open cupboard doors, not bothering to take in his surroundings first. He wanted his Lucky Charms and no one was going to stop him!
"Hey, Inuyasha," a familiar feminine voice began from behind him.
He froze.
"Nice boxers." The voice continued with a little chuckle.
Inuyasha slowly looked down. Sure enough, he was in nothing but his prized Invader Zim boxers----the one with Gir on a piggy..........which wouldn't be so bad under normal circumstances, but this was not a normal circumstance.
He gulped loudly, hoping he was just hearing things; slowly he turned around.
Sure enough, Kagome was sitting there with Rin and books spread across the kitchen table. She had a giant, yet sly, smile on her face as she studied him closely.
Inuyasha jumped and crossed his arms over his boxers. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?!" He demanded, a faint blush on his cheeks.
Kagome waved her hand at him. "Oh, relax. I'm just tutoring Rin here. She is, by the way, doing wonderfully."
Rin smiled up at Kagome. "Does that mean you're going to teach me how to put on make-up?"
Kagome nodded. "Sure does. But first, we have to find you a proper model to practice on."
The two looked at each other, a sly grin crossing their features. After several long moments, they both turned to face the still blushing, half- naked boy.
Slowly, realization dawned on him.
"Ahh, hell naw!" He exclaimed. "There ain't no way you two are putting make- up on me!"
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Shippou finally got his revenge on Inuyasha for being stupid that day when he took a picture of the hanyou, in his human form, wearing nothing but his boxers and the make-up on his face.
The girls had done him up right, too. What with the bright blue, hooker eye shadow, bright red lipstick, and blush that really made his cheek-bones stand out.
A/N: Okay, okay. I know it's kinda short and pointless, but........hey, Inuyasha wore make-up. What's sweeter than that?
NEXT CHAPPIE!!! The long awaited trip begins.......and Sota's a psychic???
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