Disclaimer: Let's see...take over the world, finish this story, Own Inu Yasha. Yeah, sure. Like any of that's ever going to happen.
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Chapter 4: thumbtacks, honey, and cameras are a girl's best friend
Shippo is still the mischievous, little prankster that I knew when I was little. After talking for what seemed like hours, our conversation turned towards my plans for Inu Yasha. My friend instantly agreed to help me, with as much enthusiasm as a two year old. Now that's the spirit!
Tuesdays suck as much as Mondays except when it comes to pranks. I'm willing to go just to see the look on Inu Yasha's face. At least that's a good reason to go to school, right?
I manage to get to school about 20 minutes before first bell, enough time to get part A set. Sango was already there with the thumbtacks. The door to Mr. Seshoumaru's class was already open, but there was no evil teacher to be found. Maybe he went to get coffee or something.
So for the next five minutes, I carefully arranged the thumbtacks on Inu Yasha's seat (I hope that it is his seat) while Sango watched for people (mainly all crazy teachers and students). Somehow we managed to get out before Mr. Sesshoumaru came strolling down the hallway. No other witnesses, which makes sense because I don't know who wants to go to school. A lot of straight A students spend a lot of time kissing butt, just not every waking moment of their adolescent lives.
So we spent the rest of our free time, talking about our plans. Sango thought it wouldn't work, everything seemed to obvious. I thought everything would work out fine. As we continued arguing, the first bell ranged and we headed to class. When we got to class, we were already coming up with a bet.
Our conversation was soon interrupted by a few factors. For one, Sango had yelled pervert at the top of her longs as she slammed Miroku in the ground.
"Wench," Inu Yasha said as he passed by me towards his seat.
"Psycho," I was doing my best not to grin.
Inu Yasha blew a raspberry as he sat done in his seat. A second later he was up and yipping like a dog, grabbing his butt. Poor guy, maybe I shouldn't have used that many thumbtacks. Nah, he deserves every single one. The whole class started to laugh at him now as managed to get all the thumbtacks out. I was holding my stomach as I laughed, my stomach was beginning to hurt. Seriously, the image was way too funny. Inu Yasha actually looked like a dog.
"You bitch! Why the hell did you do that for?" Inu Yasha, successful in getting all the thumbtacks off his ass, now directed his anger towards me.
"Huh?" was all I could say, as I gained my breath back.
"You know what I'm talking about" He face looked really funny a minute ago. Now it looks really scary. Ok, I admit it: I don't know what he's going to do next, and that scares me. Too bad Sango won't come to my aid, she was watching the scene unfold with wide eyes. But Mr. Sesshoumaru did, he just came in just in time. Unfortunately, he assigned us a whole ton of homework.
The rest of my periods were boring, so I won't bore you with the details. At lunch, I found Inu Yasha in line talking to Miroku. Sango and Shippo were right behind them. Sango's job was to pour honey into Inu Yasha'a hair while was to unzip all the zippers of his backpack, without Inu Yasha knowing. To be extra careful, I was supposed to distract him until they finished. So I did the only thing I could think of: start a fight. Nothing physical of course, I'm too weak for that, just verbal.
"So, how's your ass?" I started
"You'll wish you never went to this school when I'm through with you." He growled back.
"Yeah, I like to see you try gluten."
"Wench"
"Butt munch"
"Psycho"
"True, but you're an idiot."
"If I'm an idiot, then you're a retard."
I was about to respond, but then I saw Sango and Shippo walking away, so I knew they were done. "Well, I'll be the better of the two of us and walk away. Tata." I said, leaving Inu Yasha a bit confused.
While walking away, a loud yell and quite a few curses could be heard from across the cafeteria.
"Mission accomplished" Shippo snickered.
Inu Yasha came running towards us, his hair already beginning to clump up, making a very bizarre image. Papers were flying out of his backpack, not yet noticed by the owner.
"Should have brought some feathers too." Sango said, grabbing a camera from her backpack and snapping a picture of Inu Yasha in one quick movement. Hope that comes out good.
If Inu Yasha was angry then, he must be furious now. I could have sworn he was growling at me.
"Inu Yasha, calm down a bit." Poor, unfortunate Miroku. Inu Yasha decided to take out his anger on the nearest object, which just so happens to be the lecture who came by. One big swing to the head, and Miroku was out cold.
"I think he's dead." Sango said, leaning over Miroku as she checked for signs of life. Realization came over everyone just as the lecher's hand came in contact with Sango's butt. I'm pretty sure he was out cold for real, after being pummeled even further into the ground by Sango.
"You know, Inu Yasha," I said, blocking the odd silence between everyone. "You should probably watch out your hair before it dries. Honey is really hard to get out."
"Thanks for the tip, wench."was all Inu Yasha said. He gave me one of his death glares, then headed off somewhere. To the bathroom, most likely. We all groaned when the bell ranged, and we all trudged to our classes, going our separate ways. Everyone except Miroku, he was still unconscious on the floor.
Turns out my fifth period is P.E., which I happen to share with Kikyo. She didn't notice me at first, she was flirting with some guy who had his hair in a long braid. He wasn't cute by my standards, but by the way she was flirting with him, she would say differently. I didn't recognize anyone else, so I decided to hang with them. There was another guy with them, and he didn't look to happy to be left out of the conversation.
"I don't mean to interrupt you two lovebirds, but could I possibly be introduced to everyone?" Kikyo and the guy with the braid were both startled, both their gazes had shifted to the ground and blushes clearly visible on there faces.
"Kagome, this is Hiten," Kikyo mumbled, barely audible. "Hiten, this is Kagome." The guy and I both greeted each other. The guy next to him, introduced himself to me. "Hi, I'm Naraku. Pleased to meet you. "Wanna leave the two lovebirds alone?"he asked. What a weird voice, it kept cracking and changing at every word.
"Sure." What else could I say? Kikyo and Hiten were already back to flirting with each other.
After talking to Naraku for about 10 minutes, I came to realize he is a very weird guy. In appearance, he is very pale, with jet black hair. Sort of like a ghost. He also said he had a split personality disorder. Onigumo is his other personality which might explain his outbursts every few minutes. Something like "I love pickles" or "Kukukukuku".
With the company of Naraku in fifth period, time seemed to fly by, but minutes turned into hours in sixth period. I was attacked by spit wads and paper balls by a very pissed off Inu Yasha. Eww. I wouldn't have minded all the abuse, but then a paper airplane hit me in the eye. Damn, he has good aim.
Thankfully, school ended and I left with my friends to Yura's house. It's amazing how a bunch of teenagers (meaning me, Sango, Shippo, Kikyo, Hiten, and Yura) can wipe a whole refrigerator clean in only a few hours. Well not exactly, just the junk food.
It's fun crashing at Yura's house. Her parents are so cool, they let us invade the living room and even let us raid the fridge. They also played some video games with us. Yura's mom kicked my ass at Tekken.
A couple of video games, T.V. shows, and a movie later, I was back at home doing my homework and wondering what will happen tomorrow.
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Raizel: Wow, another chapter already
EKS: Writing a chapter a day isn't very healthy, you know
Raizel: But it's a good way to waste time. Thanks Golden-Lover 90 for reviewing.
Eks: This writing craze won't last forever.
Raizel: How come my inspiration only comes when I'm at school. Sucks to be me...
EKS: Please, excuse my friend- she's about to go into a rant. Until next time. Maybe
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