Disclaimer: Augh how many times I have to say that Inuyasha-tachi are NOT
mine. Hiks hiks it breaks my heart every time I have to write that.
Inuyasha and Miroku were walking to the school canteen. One is sulking and the other is grinning like crazy. They bought the food and sat down on the table near the window. They could see the school field from there. They munched on their food in silence, one still sulking and the other still grinning. In the middle of their lunch, Inuyasha got fed up with the grin.
"Will you stop it? It's annoying."
"Ah, why should I? I'm doing it because I'm happy for you. I thought after the fire you would sleep on the ground with the sky as your blanket, but apparently your luck is much better than that." The grin became wider; it almost split Miroku's face into two. "To live under the same roof with the most popular girl in this school, I envy you"
Inuyasha snorted. He had told Miroku about him living in Kagome's house. Inuyasha trusted his friend not to spread the news around. But with the way Miroku's grin never wavered after he heard the news, Inuyasha regretted his action.
'He must be thinking those perverted stuff again.'
"Keh, what's so good with that stuck-up girl?" Inuyasha bit his sandwich angrily. It seems that every time people mentioned that Kagome, he got this unreasonable rage in him like she was some kind of rival to him. And he thought only Sesshoumaru could get him riled up by the only mention of the name.
"I think she's a nice girl, Yasha. Smart, athletic and has a load of friends. Let's not forget that she also has that sexy figure." Miroku winked to Inuyasha at the last sentence. "Made you want to hug her, right?" *wink, wink, nudge, nudge*
"You're such a lecher, Miroku. Don't lower me to your level." Inuyasha stated. Miroku pouted.
"I know that. Everybody always tells me."
"We don't want you to forget."
"How cruel."
First Kiss
Chapter 4 : The rest of the day By: Lafine
Inuyasha walked in the hospital's corridor angrily. Today has been hell in school. Every way he went, the students are always whispering behind him. All the male students looked at him with resentment and the girls looked at him with tears in their eyes. Even the teachers looked at him oddly like he's some kind of vile insect. Some students cornered him in the toilet and to quote from them. "Beat the hell out of him, guys." Of course Inuyasha got out as the winner.
And all of that because he accidentally kissed a girl. He growled low suddenly making the nurse walking beside him jumped a little. That wench is going to pay. He grinned evilly.
"Are you okay, Inuyasha?" The nurse asked him worriedly, afraid that he become insane because of the stress.
"Eh? Yeah, I'm okay. Just thinking."
"Okay." She didn't want to know what's in Inuyasha's mind. The grin was enough to make her run from there and called the men in white. "Here, your mother is still in coma so don't be long."
Inuyasha entered the white room. His mother lay on the white bed, wearing the hospital's white gown. He never likes hospital. Everything in it is darn white and they're always the stench of medicine in the air.
Inuyasha sat on the chair beside the bed and looked at his mother. She laid peacefully in there, with bandages on her hands and her legs covering the burn. Her head is also bandaged because of the wound she received. Her face is pale like a dead person, only the breathing showed that the woman isn't dead.
Inuyasha sighed. They just moved to Tokyo one year ago when his father died from the cancer. He just entered high school. Her mother was in grief and couldn't stay in Kyoto because of the memory of her husband. His older brother was still in Kyoto because he's in college there and he didn't want to move. That leaves Inuyasha to take care of his mother alone. He got trouble adapting at first, but when he got used to it, then came the fire that burned everything they have. God must hate him a lot.
"Mom." Inuyasha talked softly to his mother, hoping that she wake up. "I had a bad school day today. The kids hate me for a stupid reason."
He didn't know what to say. He just wants to hear his mother's melodious voice. To listen to the comforting words his mother always said when he was down.
"I stay in your friend's house, she a very nice person, Mom. But her daughter is not nice at all. When will you wake up, Mom?"
Inuyasha fell silent. The oppressive white color made his depression doubled. "I'm going now. Tomorrow I'll visit you again."
Inuyasha stood up and walked to the door. When he wanted to open the door, it flew open and hit his face, hard. Inuyasha clutched his aching nose and curse silently. Mrs. Higurashi entered the room casually like she didn't do anything wrong. When she spotted Inuyasha behind the door then she realized her mistake.
"Oh my, Inuyasha, what are you doing behind the door? You startled me." Okay so she didn't realized it at all. "Your nose is bleeding, here use this tissue."
"It's okay Ma'am." Inuyasha accepted the tissue and wipe the blood from his nose. "I wasn't careful."
"You should be more careful next time."
Inuyasha almost snorted. 'You're the one who should be.'
"Are you going home now?"
"Yes."
"Wait me for a minute, Inuyasha. Let's go together." Shiori ushered Inuyasha back to the room. "I'm just putting these flowers to the vase. It won't be more than ten minutes."
Shiori was the type of mother who always got what she wants. Maybe because she was gentle and nice to other people so they just do what they're told or maybe it's the motherly aura around her that made it. Either way, Inuyasha was not left untouched. He just sat back beside his mother and watching Shiori do her task.
"There, done." Shiori clapped her hands happily. "Now let's go home, Inuyasha."
They went from the hospital and went to the market. Shiori said that she needed to buy something for dinner and she decided to make Inuyasha as her bag carrier. She made every attempt of conversations all the way.
"Say, Inuyasha-kun. Do you like tempura?"
"Yes."
"Or do you prefer beef teriyaki?"
"Uhuh."
"Or oden? Kagome loves oden very much."
"Yes."
"What do you want for dinner? Grandpa doesn't like anything too spicy and Kagome loves it. I'm always confused what to cook every time."
The conversation went on like that. Inuyasha answered with "Yes" or "Maybe" or "Uhuh". Shiori was obliviously unaware of the uninterested teenager and keeping the one-sided conversation all the way home, picking and buying the ingredients for dinner while Inuyasha wondered about female populations and their problem at keeping their mouth shut, also their habit to buys many things. His hands were already full with lots vegetable, meat and other cooking ingredients.
'All of these could feed a small army.'
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Inuyasha lies on his bed (well it was Souta's) with a sigh. The dinner was wonderful. Mrs. Higurashi's cooking was great and the family's atmosphere was something that he missed greatly (he would never admitted it though). Warm and loving. After his father's death, he always ate alone. His mother rarely ate with him anymore and he preferred eating alone than eating with his brother. The tension between them was so thick, Inuyasha could hardly swallow his food.
But here, it was nice and comfortable, if you ignored Kagome's glare. It seemed that she was still angry with him, not that he cared. He sat on the bed and gave a hearty yawn. A full stomach and a comfy bed made you sleepy and since there's nothing he could do, Inuyasha decided to sleep.
At downstairs however, the phone ringed and Shiori picked it up. Her face lit up and she greeted the other person with cheerful voice.
"Moshi-moshi. Ah, it's you. Have you seen her? Yes, yes, he's here. Don't worry. So you will come tomorrow at afternoon. Yes, I will tell him."
Shiori put the phone down and went to Inuyasha's room. She knocked at the door but there were no voices. She opened the door a little and took a peek.
Inuyasha was sprawled on the bed, one leg dangling and he emitted a light snore. He mumbled something, changed his position, then curled near the wall and hugged the pillow close like a teddy bear. Shiori placed a blanket over him and he snuggled closer to the pillow, practically dead to the world.
"Well, I can tell him tomorrow. Sleep well, Inuyasha."
End chapter 4
Inuyasha and Miroku were walking to the school canteen. One is sulking and the other is grinning like crazy. They bought the food and sat down on the table near the window. They could see the school field from there. They munched on their food in silence, one still sulking and the other still grinning. In the middle of their lunch, Inuyasha got fed up with the grin.
"Will you stop it? It's annoying."
"Ah, why should I? I'm doing it because I'm happy for you. I thought after the fire you would sleep on the ground with the sky as your blanket, but apparently your luck is much better than that." The grin became wider; it almost split Miroku's face into two. "To live under the same roof with the most popular girl in this school, I envy you"
Inuyasha snorted. He had told Miroku about him living in Kagome's house. Inuyasha trusted his friend not to spread the news around. But with the way Miroku's grin never wavered after he heard the news, Inuyasha regretted his action.
'He must be thinking those perverted stuff again.'
"Keh, what's so good with that stuck-up girl?" Inuyasha bit his sandwich angrily. It seems that every time people mentioned that Kagome, he got this unreasonable rage in him like she was some kind of rival to him. And he thought only Sesshoumaru could get him riled up by the only mention of the name.
"I think she's a nice girl, Yasha. Smart, athletic and has a load of friends. Let's not forget that she also has that sexy figure." Miroku winked to Inuyasha at the last sentence. "Made you want to hug her, right?" *wink, wink, nudge, nudge*
"You're such a lecher, Miroku. Don't lower me to your level." Inuyasha stated. Miroku pouted.
"I know that. Everybody always tells me."
"We don't want you to forget."
"How cruel."
First Kiss
Chapter 4 : The rest of the day By: Lafine
Inuyasha walked in the hospital's corridor angrily. Today has been hell in school. Every way he went, the students are always whispering behind him. All the male students looked at him with resentment and the girls looked at him with tears in their eyes. Even the teachers looked at him oddly like he's some kind of vile insect. Some students cornered him in the toilet and to quote from them. "Beat the hell out of him, guys." Of course Inuyasha got out as the winner.
And all of that because he accidentally kissed a girl. He growled low suddenly making the nurse walking beside him jumped a little. That wench is going to pay. He grinned evilly.
"Are you okay, Inuyasha?" The nurse asked him worriedly, afraid that he become insane because of the stress.
"Eh? Yeah, I'm okay. Just thinking."
"Okay." She didn't want to know what's in Inuyasha's mind. The grin was enough to make her run from there and called the men in white. "Here, your mother is still in coma so don't be long."
Inuyasha entered the white room. His mother lay on the white bed, wearing the hospital's white gown. He never likes hospital. Everything in it is darn white and they're always the stench of medicine in the air.
Inuyasha sat on the chair beside the bed and looked at his mother. She laid peacefully in there, with bandages on her hands and her legs covering the burn. Her head is also bandaged because of the wound she received. Her face is pale like a dead person, only the breathing showed that the woman isn't dead.
Inuyasha sighed. They just moved to Tokyo one year ago when his father died from the cancer. He just entered high school. Her mother was in grief and couldn't stay in Kyoto because of the memory of her husband. His older brother was still in Kyoto because he's in college there and he didn't want to move. That leaves Inuyasha to take care of his mother alone. He got trouble adapting at first, but when he got used to it, then came the fire that burned everything they have. God must hate him a lot.
"Mom." Inuyasha talked softly to his mother, hoping that she wake up. "I had a bad school day today. The kids hate me for a stupid reason."
He didn't know what to say. He just wants to hear his mother's melodious voice. To listen to the comforting words his mother always said when he was down.
"I stay in your friend's house, she a very nice person, Mom. But her daughter is not nice at all. When will you wake up, Mom?"
Inuyasha fell silent. The oppressive white color made his depression doubled. "I'm going now. Tomorrow I'll visit you again."
Inuyasha stood up and walked to the door. When he wanted to open the door, it flew open and hit his face, hard. Inuyasha clutched his aching nose and curse silently. Mrs. Higurashi entered the room casually like she didn't do anything wrong. When she spotted Inuyasha behind the door then she realized her mistake.
"Oh my, Inuyasha, what are you doing behind the door? You startled me." Okay so she didn't realized it at all. "Your nose is bleeding, here use this tissue."
"It's okay Ma'am." Inuyasha accepted the tissue and wipe the blood from his nose. "I wasn't careful."
"You should be more careful next time."
Inuyasha almost snorted. 'You're the one who should be.'
"Are you going home now?"
"Yes."
"Wait me for a minute, Inuyasha. Let's go together." Shiori ushered Inuyasha back to the room. "I'm just putting these flowers to the vase. It won't be more than ten minutes."
Shiori was the type of mother who always got what she wants. Maybe because she was gentle and nice to other people so they just do what they're told or maybe it's the motherly aura around her that made it. Either way, Inuyasha was not left untouched. He just sat back beside his mother and watching Shiori do her task.
"There, done." Shiori clapped her hands happily. "Now let's go home, Inuyasha."
They went from the hospital and went to the market. Shiori said that she needed to buy something for dinner and she decided to make Inuyasha as her bag carrier. She made every attempt of conversations all the way.
"Say, Inuyasha-kun. Do you like tempura?"
"Yes."
"Or do you prefer beef teriyaki?"
"Uhuh."
"Or oden? Kagome loves oden very much."
"Yes."
"What do you want for dinner? Grandpa doesn't like anything too spicy and Kagome loves it. I'm always confused what to cook every time."
The conversation went on like that. Inuyasha answered with "Yes" or "Maybe" or "Uhuh". Shiori was obliviously unaware of the uninterested teenager and keeping the one-sided conversation all the way home, picking and buying the ingredients for dinner while Inuyasha wondered about female populations and their problem at keeping their mouth shut, also their habit to buys many things. His hands were already full with lots vegetable, meat and other cooking ingredients.
'All of these could feed a small army.'
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Inuyasha lies on his bed (well it was Souta's) with a sigh. The dinner was wonderful. Mrs. Higurashi's cooking was great and the family's atmosphere was something that he missed greatly (he would never admitted it though). Warm and loving. After his father's death, he always ate alone. His mother rarely ate with him anymore and he preferred eating alone than eating with his brother. The tension between them was so thick, Inuyasha could hardly swallow his food.
But here, it was nice and comfortable, if you ignored Kagome's glare. It seemed that she was still angry with him, not that he cared. He sat on the bed and gave a hearty yawn. A full stomach and a comfy bed made you sleepy and since there's nothing he could do, Inuyasha decided to sleep.
At downstairs however, the phone ringed and Shiori picked it up. Her face lit up and she greeted the other person with cheerful voice.
"Moshi-moshi. Ah, it's you. Have you seen her? Yes, yes, he's here. Don't worry. So you will come tomorrow at afternoon. Yes, I will tell him."
Shiori put the phone down and went to Inuyasha's room. She knocked at the door but there were no voices. She opened the door a little and took a peek.
Inuyasha was sprawled on the bed, one leg dangling and he emitted a light snore. He mumbled something, changed his position, then curled near the wall and hugged the pillow close like a teddy bear. Shiori placed a blanket over him and he snuggled closer to the pillow, practically dead to the world.
"Well, I can tell him tomorrow. Sleep well, Inuyasha."
End chapter 4