".Sometimes too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often his gold complexion dimm'd;"
William Shakespeare
The Darling Buds of May
Chapter Four:
Kagome sat in a chair on the far side of the hospital bed, reading through her notes.
'Ugh!' Thought Kagome disgustedly. 'I'm always behind in Algebra! Why do I always get stuck with this.'
"What are you doing?" Asked Inu-yasha, as he sat up in the bed near Kagome's chair.
'Should I tell him? I bet he'll just tell me how I'm annoying him by studying. oh well.' Kagome met his eyes squarely.
" I'm working on my Algebra for school."
Inu-yasha bent over, wincing a little, and peered at her work. He frowned at the equations on her paper and sat up.
'Might as well do something.' He thought to himself.
" Come here." Said Inu-yasha
"What for?" Asked Kagome.
"Did it sound like a request?" Quipped Inu-yasha. " Come and move your chair over here. I wanna see what you've been doing with your work there."
'He wants to help me? No way.' Thought Kagome, with astonishment.
"Humph. Alright."
Thirty minutes passed, as Inu-yasha showed Kagome the proper steps to follow to solve the problems in her homework. Twenty more minutes passed, as the two moved on to discuss history papers, and poets, before Kagome realized it was long since past time for her to leave.
Kagome apologized for overstaying, and packed her bag hurriedly.
"Why do you carry so much in that bag of yours?" Asked Inu-yasha
"Hrm. That's a good question." Inu-yasha sweat-dropped as Kagome hauled he pack up on to her back. She waved good bye and was gone.
"Strange. she's not as annoying as I thought she was." Said Inu-yasha to himself. He rubbed his side, remembering how painful it had been to lean over just to look at her work. How long had it been since he'd bent his body like that? Inu-yasha decided it was too long. He needed to stretch a little bit more later. after he took a nap, anyway.
"It doesn't sound so terrible." Said Sango.
" She and Kagome were sitting on a bench having lunch in the yard in front of the school, preferring to be out of doors rather than inside on such a nice day.
" It's not, really." Said Kagome. "You know, it's strange. Inu-yasha is so annoying sometimes, but then he does something like, well, like helping with my Algebra, and, oh, I don't know, it's just different, is all. Well, what do you think, Sango?" Sango, however, wasn't listening. Kagome turned to see her friend - who was blushing furiously - reach for her history book and clobber a peculiar young man over the head with it.
"How - how dare you!" Shouted Sango, hitting the boy over the head again. Kagome turned her back to the pair, trying to stifle giggles. It seemed that Miroku Kawasaki had tried, yet again, to get Sango's attention. His method of placing his hand in a rather undesirable place - namely Sango's backside - had indeed grabbed the girl's attention, though not in the way the young man would have liked.
"My dear Sango, I merely wished to have a word with you about - " Whatever it was Miroku wished to speak of with Sango was lost, as she had yet again hit him over the head for touching her.
"Let's go, Kagome." Said Sango. Kagome didn't argue, but waved to Miroku as they left for their next class, hoping that Sango hadn't left a dent anywhere on his head.
Author's Note: Hey! Sorry I haven't posted all week, I've been working on lots of stuff for school, and it's obviously been taking up my time *stares ominously at the pile of work for her literature class that's piled on her desk*. So, what did you think? Not too short, is it? I hoped you like it. Oh, and before the whole theatre community in the State beats down my door and tries to strangle me, I AM using the clips of poem from one of Shakespeare's sonnets (hence the title). I WOULD like to note, however, that Shakespeare's copywrite ran out a LONG, LONG, LONG time ago, though I DO NOT OWN any of his works. "Sigh." *Stares out window as disappointed theatre people retreat from the house*. I'll post another chapter as soon as I can. In the mean while, keep the reviews, comments, and criticisms coming!
The Darling Buds of May
Chapter Four:
Kagome sat in a chair on the far side of the hospital bed, reading through her notes.
'Ugh!' Thought Kagome disgustedly. 'I'm always behind in Algebra! Why do I always get stuck with this.'
"What are you doing?" Asked Inu-yasha, as he sat up in the bed near Kagome's chair.
'Should I tell him? I bet he'll just tell me how I'm annoying him by studying. oh well.' Kagome met his eyes squarely.
" I'm working on my Algebra for school."
Inu-yasha bent over, wincing a little, and peered at her work. He frowned at the equations on her paper and sat up.
'Might as well do something.' He thought to himself.
" Come here." Said Inu-yasha
"What for?" Asked Kagome.
"Did it sound like a request?" Quipped Inu-yasha. " Come and move your chair over here. I wanna see what you've been doing with your work there."
'He wants to help me? No way.' Thought Kagome, with astonishment.
"Humph. Alright."
Thirty minutes passed, as Inu-yasha showed Kagome the proper steps to follow to solve the problems in her homework. Twenty more minutes passed, as the two moved on to discuss history papers, and poets, before Kagome realized it was long since past time for her to leave.
Kagome apologized for overstaying, and packed her bag hurriedly.
"Why do you carry so much in that bag of yours?" Asked Inu-yasha
"Hrm. That's a good question." Inu-yasha sweat-dropped as Kagome hauled he pack up on to her back. She waved good bye and was gone.
"Strange. she's not as annoying as I thought she was." Said Inu-yasha to himself. He rubbed his side, remembering how painful it had been to lean over just to look at her work. How long had it been since he'd bent his body like that? Inu-yasha decided it was too long. He needed to stretch a little bit more later. after he took a nap, anyway.
"It doesn't sound so terrible." Said Sango.
" She and Kagome were sitting on a bench having lunch in the yard in front of the school, preferring to be out of doors rather than inside on such a nice day.
" It's not, really." Said Kagome. "You know, it's strange. Inu-yasha is so annoying sometimes, but then he does something like, well, like helping with my Algebra, and, oh, I don't know, it's just different, is all. Well, what do you think, Sango?" Sango, however, wasn't listening. Kagome turned to see her friend - who was blushing furiously - reach for her history book and clobber a peculiar young man over the head with it.
"How - how dare you!" Shouted Sango, hitting the boy over the head again. Kagome turned her back to the pair, trying to stifle giggles. It seemed that Miroku Kawasaki had tried, yet again, to get Sango's attention. His method of placing his hand in a rather undesirable place - namely Sango's backside - had indeed grabbed the girl's attention, though not in the way the young man would have liked.
"My dear Sango, I merely wished to have a word with you about - " Whatever it was Miroku wished to speak of with Sango was lost, as she had yet again hit him over the head for touching her.
"Let's go, Kagome." Said Sango. Kagome didn't argue, but waved to Miroku as they left for their next class, hoping that Sango hadn't left a dent anywhere on his head.
Author's Note: Hey! Sorry I haven't posted all week, I've been working on lots of stuff for school, and it's obviously been taking up my time *stares ominously at the pile of work for her literature class that's piled on her desk*. So, what did you think? Not too short, is it? I hoped you like it. Oh, and before the whole theatre community in the State beats down my door and tries to strangle me, I AM using the clips of poem from one of Shakespeare's sonnets (hence the title). I WOULD like to note, however, that Shakespeare's copywrite ran out a LONG, LONG, LONG time ago, though I DO NOT OWN any of his works. "Sigh." *Stares out window as disappointed theatre people retreat from the house*. I'll post another chapter as soon as I can. In the mean while, keep the reviews, comments, and criticisms coming!
