Disclaimer: I still don't own Inuyasha, and everyone who reads this knows
that... so I can't be bothered writing this anymore.
AN: Well, since people have asked somewhat nicely (if not forcefully) I've decided to try and get a few more chapters out. My exams are over (and the results are back ¬_¬ wasn't good), my relatives have gone back to their caves in the mountain after having explored Manchester and now I have a tone of free time on my hands ^_^ I don't feel so stressed anymore and that writer's block is fading and my interest in this fic has increased thanks to the reviews that encouraged me ^_^
Thank you!
Rules of Acquisition
Inuyasha's Job
(i.e. His Shame)
~Kagome~
It had been an eventful morning, to say the least. My cousins weren't speaking to me, my father was continuously glaring at me over the breakfast table and my mother had been going about chucking all the morning newspapers into the bin before she'd read them, which was a new activity.
And I had no idea what was wrong...
It was about ten o'clock when the phone rang and dad went to answer it, then mom came bustling downstairs wearing her three piece business suit and bearing a rather strong perfume smell that made me cough as she walked by.
She suddenly stopped and snapped her fingers before turning back to me. "Kagome - I have to go to work in three hours - and I'm just taking Souta to the hospital to have his cast removed - but I don't think that I'll be able to bring him back - so could you go fetch him at one o'clock?"
I chewed my toast thoughtfully before nodding. "Ok." It was about damn time that cast came off Souta's leg - he'd been hobbling around the house like a new-born calf on its first legs. He'd tripped over so many times there was a dent in the wooden floor outside his bedroom door - it would be a relief for him to finally be free.
My mother quickly hurried off again just as dad slammed the phone down. "Pick up your brother after you do this one little thing for me."
I stopped chewing and gave him such a flat look, trying to broadcast my negative feelings. But he didn't seem to be receiving them. "I want you to go to Giiza and check out the auction house - my source just said that the Shikon jewel is being auctioned there in half an hour."
That got my attention and I hastily swallowed my food to speak. "Half an hour?! Why can't Sango go ?!"
"I don't have time to go look for her and it could be sold by the time she gets her lazy ass down there - you have to go instead." He walked off, and I realised that he wasn't leaving this topic open for discussion.
Well I had two choices.
Either ignore his wishes and carry on eating toast until one o'clock (a heck of a long time to eat toast) and then get reprimanded by everyone in the household for failing to retrieve the Shikon no Tama.
Or I could just go and get it done really fast so I would be in time to pick up Souta... then when I got back I would be the family favourite again and maybe they'd all forgive me for whatever I had done wrong in the first place.
Well, I didn't really have that much choice after all. So I got up with a sigh and went to fetch my coat and shoes.
^_^
The Auction house in Giiza was surprisingly difficult to find - even though it was one of largest buildings in the precinct. It was one of the oldest as well... and everything inside it seemed old... AND crowded. It took my nearly half an hour just to find the room where the Shikon was being held for auction - and then I was disappointed.
It was a complete fake.
Maybe it wasn't so obvious to other people though... because the auction was still going and the price was rising higher... The person selling that fake would be rich beyond their wildest dreams.
So, after that spectacular waste of time and effort I looked at my watch and sighed. I still had two hours or so before I had to go pick Souta up from hospital... and in the mean time, I didn't really have anywhere to go.
I made a mental note to try and throttle my father later, as I slowly mooched down the corridor of the auction house, making my way to... well... I don't know where. I was just eating up my time walking.
Then I spotted him.
Suddenly it felt like a bucket of ice cold water had been dunked over my head... while at the same time, warm fluffy butterflies fluttered through my stomach. I was in trouble...
~Inuyasha~
"I really don't think our source is reliable." I remarked idly as we walked towards the Auction house with a portion of chips each.
"What do you mean?" Miroku frowned. "What's so unreliable about ketchup?"
I glared at him briefly before flicking a chip into my mouth. "I meant Jacken... the little fig that sells us the information. I don't trust him... he's slimy..."
"He's supposed to be, he's a toad."
"You know what I mean. I heard somewhere that he sells secrets to the Higurashi's too."
"Well that would explain why they always end up in the same places as us." Miroku dumped his empty portion in a nearby bin. "Anyway, we can't stop him, it isn't like we have exclusive rights to his information. He can sell it to whoever he wants."
"Can we still beat the crap out of him after work?" I asked hopefully as we entered the building.
"Nothing to stop us doing that either." Miroku smirked and a wandering hand for me few remaining chips.
"Hey!" I quickly yanked it away. "You just had a whole portion! No freebies!"
"Jeez, could you be any tighter." Miroku looked up ahead and his eyes widened. "Oh dear... look... there's Kagome..."
"I'm not falling for that one." I sneered, deliberately not looking to make sure he didn't nick my last chips.
"No - look - I'm serious."
Well, he looked serious, so I did steal myself a quick look... and I think my heart jumped into my throat when I saw her slowly heading our way down the main corridor. It only took her a few seconds to notice my gaze, and she stopped very suddenly, and looked like she'd just had a bucket of water dumped over her head.
"Uh... Miroku?" I looked back at him to see he was discreetly chewing something... I didn't need to look at the portion in my hand to know he'd snarfed my last few chips anyway. "I think Jacken's been selling secrets to the Higurashi's before us again..."
She was coming towards us with that award winning smile that seemed to brighten the atmosphere around the corridor at once... though I think that was just me. I felt Miroku nudge me in the side to get my attention. "You keep her busy and I'll go find the Shikon."
I barely nodded in understanding, mostly because I was too distracted by Kagome.
"Hey, stranger!" she greeted cheerfully.
"Hey yourself. What are you doing here?" I had to know.
"Oh you know... shopping..." she waved a hand vaguely. "My dad wanted me to pick up something for him... but I can't remember the name..."
Maybe she was an innocent in this after all. Perhaps she hadn't been acting on orders to get the Shikon like me and Miroku were.
"Do excuse me, Kagome, I have to go and get me and Inuyasha's lunch from MacDonalds." Miroku smiled placidly.
For some reason Kagome didn't return the smile... if anything, she glared at him. It certainly looked like she'd met him before after all...
Miroku walked past Kagome, and I caught the brief, but rather meaningful look he shot me behind her back. I knew what he was trying to say... something along the lines of 'don't you dare do anything I would do while I'm gone'... thank god I don't really listen to Miroku much these days.
Fortunately Kagome didn't seem to notice that Miroku wasn't heading towards the exit to get that lunch he'd spoken about.
"Listen... about last night at the ball..." Kagome began with a sheepish little smile. "I'm sorry for Sango barging in like that... she's just... protective of me..."
"Miroku did the same." I shrugged and smiled lightly. "It was nice while it lasted."
"Yeah..." a faint blush tinged her cheeks pink, just like the dozens of times she'd blushed last night. "Thank you for saving me from Kouga like that..."
"Well, I tried my best. It didn't really work out since you ended up dancing with that moron anyway."
"And it was the last dance of the night..." she wrinkled her nose. "Dancing the slow romantic dance with that guy was not on my wish list."
"You were on mine."
She looked up at me suddenly, with a slightly startled expression like I'd just gone 'boo!' or something. But she quickly covered her surprise with a smile. "You like to say what you think don't you?"
"Do I?"
"Yes." She grinned. "No beating around the bush for you, is there."
"No point," I shrugged and moved over to lean against the nearby wall. I didn't take my eyes off her... I don't think I could have even if I had wanted to.
"You're a good dancer by the way." She commented conversationally. "Where'd you learn?"
"Tap dance classes."
She laughed at that, a light breathy laugh, not a twittering little giggle that most girls had, and it sounded just as beautiful as her voice. She must have been a Higurashi... otherwise I don't think I would have fallen into her spell...
"Did you know you have really pretty eyes?" I asked, making her lock gazes with me again, giving me a good view of the items I had just mentioned. She was still smiling though.
"Wow - you really DO say whatever is in your head." It might not have been a conscious movement, but she stepped closer and rested her hand lightly on the edge of my open jacket. "This is amazing... it feels weird to say... but are you sure we haven't met before we bumped into each other?"
"Pretty sure... why?" she was standing pretty close now.
"I just feel like I've met you before." She smiled widely. "Have you ever met someone before that you just like... click with?"
"No..."
She raised an eyebrow.
"Not until last night." I grinned and suddenly slipped my hand around the hand that held my jacket. She made that cute little surprised start again and looked down at our joined hands again. I could feel the pulse start to speed up slightly in her fingers.
She was adorable...
"Um..." she stumbled for her words as a much larger flush or pink passed over her cheeks. "This is... all very fast..."
I moved our hands to rest over my heart and she followed them with her eyes. "So's this..." I said gently, meaning my heart.
The smile slowly faded from her face, and I felt her press her hand against my chest, feeling the rhythm underneath the ribs picking up.
"Hey guys."
Kagome jerked her hand away so guiltily and cleared her throat as she turned away. I narrowed a glare at the approaching Miroku... I was sincere enough to say that I seriously wanted to shoot him just then. But I had to say my face was feeling a little warm as well.
"Brought you a cheeseburger." Miroku dumped one of the burgers he was carrying into my hands (I think, so my hands would be busy) and tucked into his own.
Kagome wrinkled a nose at us. "How can you eat that stuff? There's like five different cows in those burgers."
We chewed happily anyway.
"They probably all lived in horrible cramped conditions, squashed together side by side... shipped over from the states in dinky little ships..." she continued.
Miroku's chewing was slowing down somewhat. I carried on munching, unaffected. Too bad Miroku had bigger ethics than me.
"Then when they get here they get a bolt in the head..." she stared at us both in a rather penetrating way. "Blood everywhere... their last moos rattling the metal stands around them..."
Miroku had stopped chewing all together... what a wuss.
"And then there are all those cows that get infected - those get tossed into a big furnace - but the others go to the slaughter house and get minced together..." she pulled a face.
"Alright - that's enough." Miroku all but threw the remains of his burger at me. I caught it deftly, (still trying to prove I ain't a klutz), and smirked as I continued to eat.
"What's with him?" Kagome raised an eyebrow at me as she leaned to whisper to Miroku.
"Oh him? He can stomach gross talk - he's been working in m-"
For no apparent reason my elbow shot out and stabbed him in the stomach. He gasped and nearly doubled over. "Oh... sorry Miroku... didn't see you there..."
"What?" Kagome perked up. "Working where?"
I glanced at Miroku and he glanced at me warily. It was him that came up with the perfect excuse. "Um... MacDonalds... he worked in MacDonalds... he could probably eat those cows raw..."
"Lovely imagery." She commented.
All this talk about work got me thinking, and I looked down at my watch suddenly. "Holy cow - I'm late!"
"No pun intended there." Miroku snickered.
"Listen - I gotta go, Kagome - see you around some time?"
"Sure." She smiled happily, while Miroku made throat cutting gestures behind her back again.
"Great - come on Miroku!" I grabbed him as I dragged him and the burgers out of the Auction house... though I couldn't help feeling that I was leaving behind something important.
I stopped and dumped the burgers in the bin so I could talk. "Where is it? Where's the Shikon?"
"Not here." Miroku shrugged. "I found it - but it's a fake I think. It fetched a nice price though..."
I growled in frustration and I saw Miroku step back out of range of my hands. "Ok... go back home and tell Dad what happened... tell him I went straight to work."
"Oh goodie. I get to tell him two bad bits of news. He won't like you going to work."
"Whatever - just make sure you beat up Jacken anyway."
"Oh - THAT I can do!"
~Kagome~
I mostly spent the next two hours walking around in daze. He liked me... I wasn't imagining things. He was being very blunt and open about it... and it had kinda sent me for a loop... but I knew he liked me (in a more than like way) and the feelings were way more than mutual.
I did eventually remember that I had a younger brother that I was supposed to take care of - and I all but legged it to the hospital when I did remember. I arrived at the hospital entrance, just as my mother came bustling out of the revolving doors.
"Ah - Kagome!" she saw me and lunged at me. If I hadn't seen her before hand I would have been scared out of my wits. "Souta's in ward seven - I have to run to work now - love you - bye!"
"B... Bye..." I echoed wittily as she scurried away.
I looked at my watch again and sighed in wonder. I'd spent the last two hours wandering around Higashi with that love struck puppy love expression that teenage girls usually hold for their pop idols. Boy... time really did fly when you were thinking fuzzy thoughts.
Ward seven was empty - all except for my younger brother who was hobbling around the floor with his cast still on. "Hey, Souta."
"About time - you're ten minutes late!" he told me - but he didn't seem too upset about it.
"I know... I got side-tracked," Big time.
"That's ok - the doctors are running late. Me and mum have been waiting for ages for them to come and take the cast off... they said they'd be sending one of the nurses instead." He hobbled over to slide back onto the bed. I ruffled his hair with a grin - mostly because I felt like I was in an amazingly happy mood.
"You..." I gave his head a light push. "You probably only broke your leg to flirt with the nurses here."
He was about to answer when a rather masculine voice sounded. "I hope not... otherwise I'd be extremely worried about him..."
My head snapped up and I found myself staring at Inuyasha. He suddenly seemed to recognise me... "Oh... dear..."
I opened my mouth to speak... but once again I couldn't find the words. He wasn't a doctor... he was a nurse... in dark red smocks... I was just on the verge of laughing if I hadn't noticed his name tag pined to the dark red shirt that went on over the dark blue one that I'd seen him wear earlier.
"Inuyasha Arashi..."
My heart broke.
AN: I have to say quickly - I actually came up with this plot idea before I even thought about making 28 Days. In fact Inuyasha the Doctor was actually devised from this... but me being me - I made the second idea develop faster than the first...
Well, the next chapter should be out soon (I hope) as long as I don't get bored with it again and run off to do other things. ^_^
AN: Well, since people have asked somewhat nicely (if not forcefully) I've decided to try and get a few more chapters out. My exams are over (and the results are back ¬_¬ wasn't good), my relatives have gone back to their caves in the mountain after having explored Manchester and now I have a tone of free time on my hands ^_^ I don't feel so stressed anymore and that writer's block is fading and my interest in this fic has increased thanks to the reviews that encouraged me ^_^
Thank you!
Rules of Acquisition
Inuyasha's Job
(i.e. His Shame)
~Kagome~
It had been an eventful morning, to say the least. My cousins weren't speaking to me, my father was continuously glaring at me over the breakfast table and my mother had been going about chucking all the morning newspapers into the bin before she'd read them, which was a new activity.
And I had no idea what was wrong...
It was about ten o'clock when the phone rang and dad went to answer it, then mom came bustling downstairs wearing her three piece business suit and bearing a rather strong perfume smell that made me cough as she walked by.
She suddenly stopped and snapped her fingers before turning back to me. "Kagome - I have to go to work in three hours - and I'm just taking Souta to the hospital to have his cast removed - but I don't think that I'll be able to bring him back - so could you go fetch him at one o'clock?"
I chewed my toast thoughtfully before nodding. "Ok." It was about damn time that cast came off Souta's leg - he'd been hobbling around the house like a new-born calf on its first legs. He'd tripped over so many times there was a dent in the wooden floor outside his bedroom door - it would be a relief for him to finally be free.
My mother quickly hurried off again just as dad slammed the phone down. "Pick up your brother after you do this one little thing for me."
I stopped chewing and gave him such a flat look, trying to broadcast my negative feelings. But he didn't seem to be receiving them. "I want you to go to Giiza and check out the auction house - my source just said that the Shikon jewel is being auctioned there in half an hour."
That got my attention and I hastily swallowed my food to speak. "Half an hour?! Why can't Sango go ?!"
"I don't have time to go look for her and it could be sold by the time she gets her lazy ass down there - you have to go instead." He walked off, and I realised that he wasn't leaving this topic open for discussion.
Well I had two choices.
Either ignore his wishes and carry on eating toast until one o'clock (a heck of a long time to eat toast) and then get reprimanded by everyone in the household for failing to retrieve the Shikon no Tama.
Or I could just go and get it done really fast so I would be in time to pick up Souta... then when I got back I would be the family favourite again and maybe they'd all forgive me for whatever I had done wrong in the first place.
Well, I didn't really have that much choice after all. So I got up with a sigh and went to fetch my coat and shoes.
^_^
The Auction house in Giiza was surprisingly difficult to find - even though it was one of largest buildings in the precinct. It was one of the oldest as well... and everything inside it seemed old... AND crowded. It took my nearly half an hour just to find the room where the Shikon was being held for auction - and then I was disappointed.
It was a complete fake.
Maybe it wasn't so obvious to other people though... because the auction was still going and the price was rising higher... The person selling that fake would be rich beyond their wildest dreams.
So, after that spectacular waste of time and effort I looked at my watch and sighed. I still had two hours or so before I had to go pick Souta up from hospital... and in the mean time, I didn't really have anywhere to go.
I made a mental note to try and throttle my father later, as I slowly mooched down the corridor of the auction house, making my way to... well... I don't know where. I was just eating up my time walking.
Then I spotted him.
Suddenly it felt like a bucket of ice cold water had been dunked over my head... while at the same time, warm fluffy butterflies fluttered through my stomach. I was in trouble...
~Inuyasha~
"I really don't think our source is reliable." I remarked idly as we walked towards the Auction house with a portion of chips each.
"What do you mean?" Miroku frowned. "What's so unreliable about ketchup?"
I glared at him briefly before flicking a chip into my mouth. "I meant Jacken... the little fig that sells us the information. I don't trust him... he's slimy..."
"He's supposed to be, he's a toad."
"You know what I mean. I heard somewhere that he sells secrets to the Higurashi's too."
"Well that would explain why they always end up in the same places as us." Miroku dumped his empty portion in a nearby bin. "Anyway, we can't stop him, it isn't like we have exclusive rights to his information. He can sell it to whoever he wants."
"Can we still beat the crap out of him after work?" I asked hopefully as we entered the building.
"Nothing to stop us doing that either." Miroku smirked and a wandering hand for me few remaining chips.
"Hey!" I quickly yanked it away. "You just had a whole portion! No freebies!"
"Jeez, could you be any tighter." Miroku looked up ahead and his eyes widened. "Oh dear... look... there's Kagome..."
"I'm not falling for that one." I sneered, deliberately not looking to make sure he didn't nick my last chips.
"No - look - I'm serious."
Well, he looked serious, so I did steal myself a quick look... and I think my heart jumped into my throat when I saw her slowly heading our way down the main corridor. It only took her a few seconds to notice my gaze, and she stopped very suddenly, and looked like she'd just had a bucket of water dumped over her head.
"Uh... Miroku?" I looked back at him to see he was discreetly chewing something... I didn't need to look at the portion in my hand to know he'd snarfed my last few chips anyway. "I think Jacken's been selling secrets to the Higurashi's before us again..."
She was coming towards us with that award winning smile that seemed to brighten the atmosphere around the corridor at once... though I think that was just me. I felt Miroku nudge me in the side to get my attention. "You keep her busy and I'll go find the Shikon."
I barely nodded in understanding, mostly because I was too distracted by Kagome.
"Hey, stranger!" she greeted cheerfully.
"Hey yourself. What are you doing here?" I had to know.
"Oh you know... shopping..." she waved a hand vaguely. "My dad wanted me to pick up something for him... but I can't remember the name..."
Maybe she was an innocent in this after all. Perhaps she hadn't been acting on orders to get the Shikon like me and Miroku were.
"Do excuse me, Kagome, I have to go and get me and Inuyasha's lunch from MacDonalds." Miroku smiled placidly.
For some reason Kagome didn't return the smile... if anything, she glared at him. It certainly looked like she'd met him before after all...
Miroku walked past Kagome, and I caught the brief, but rather meaningful look he shot me behind her back. I knew what he was trying to say... something along the lines of 'don't you dare do anything I would do while I'm gone'... thank god I don't really listen to Miroku much these days.
Fortunately Kagome didn't seem to notice that Miroku wasn't heading towards the exit to get that lunch he'd spoken about.
"Listen... about last night at the ball..." Kagome began with a sheepish little smile. "I'm sorry for Sango barging in like that... she's just... protective of me..."
"Miroku did the same." I shrugged and smiled lightly. "It was nice while it lasted."
"Yeah..." a faint blush tinged her cheeks pink, just like the dozens of times she'd blushed last night. "Thank you for saving me from Kouga like that..."
"Well, I tried my best. It didn't really work out since you ended up dancing with that moron anyway."
"And it was the last dance of the night..." she wrinkled her nose. "Dancing the slow romantic dance with that guy was not on my wish list."
"You were on mine."
She looked up at me suddenly, with a slightly startled expression like I'd just gone 'boo!' or something. But she quickly covered her surprise with a smile. "You like to say what you think don't you?"
"Do I?"
"Yes." She grinned. "No beating around the bush for you, is there."
"No point," I shrugged and moved over to lean against the nearby wall. I didn't take my eyes off her... I don't think I could have even if I had wanted to.
"You're a good dancer by the way." She commented conversationally. "Where'd you learn?"
"Tap dance classes."
She laughed at that, a light breathy laugh, not a twittering little giggle that most girls had, and it sounded just as beautiful as her voice. She must have been a Higurashi... otherwise I don't think I would have fallen into her spell...
"Did you know you have really pretty eyes?" I asked, making her lock gazes with me again, giving me a good view of the items I had just mentioned. She was still smiling though.
"Wow - you really DO say whatever is in your head." It might not have been a conscious movement, but she stepped closer and rested her hand lightly on the edge of my open jacket. "This is amazing... it feels weird to say... but are you sure we haven't met before we bumped into each other?"
"Pretty sure... why?" she was standing pretty close now.
"I just feel like I've met you before." She smiled widely. "Have you ever met someone before that you just like... click with?"
"No..."
She raised an eyebrow.
"Not until last night." I grinned and suddenly slipped my hand around the hand that held my jacket. She made that cute little surprised start again and looked down at our joined hands again. I could feel the pulse start to speed up slightly in her fingers.
She was adorable...
"Um..." she stumbled for her words as a much larger flush or pink passed over her cheeks. "This is... all very fast..."
I moved our hands to rest over my heart and she followed them with her eyes. "So's this..." I said gently, meaning my heart.
The smile slowly faded from her face, and I felt her press her hand against my chest, feeling the rhythm underneath the ribs picking up.
"Hey guys."
Kagome jerked her hand away so guiltily and cleared her throat as she turned away. I narrowed a glare at the approaching Miroku... I was sincere enough to say that I seriously wanted to shoot him just then. But I had to say my face was feeling a little warm as well.
"Brought you a cheeseburger." Miroku dumped one of the burgers he was carrying into my hands (I think, so my hands would be busy) and tucked into his own.
Kagome wrinkled a nose at us. "How can you eat that stuff? There's like five different cows in those burgers."
We chewed happily anyway.
"They probably all lived in horrible cramped conditions, squashed together side by side... shipped over from the states in dinky little ships..." she continued.
Miroku's chewing was slowing down somewhat. I carried on munching, unaffected. Too bad Miroku had bigger ethics than me.
"Then when they get here they get a bolt in the head..." she stared at us both in a rather penetrating way. "Blood everywhere... their last moos rattling the metal stands around them..."
Miroku had stopped chewing all together... what a wuss.
"And then there are all those cows that get infected - those get tossed into a big furnace - but the others go to the slaughter house and get minced together..." she pulled a face.
"Alright - that's enough." Miroku all but threw the remains of his burger at me. I caught it deftly, (still trying to prove I ain't a klutz), and smirked as I continued to eat.
"What's with him?" Kagome raised an eyebrow at me as she leaned to whisper to Miroku.
"Oh him? He can stomach gross talk - he's been working in m-"
For no apparent reason my elbow shot out and stabbed him in the stomach. He gasped and nearly doubled over. "Oh... sorry Miroku... didn't see you there..."
"What?" Kagome perked up. "Working where?"
I glanced at Miroku and he glanced at me warily. It was him that came up with the perfect excuse. "Um... MacDonalds... he worked in MacDonalds... he could probably eat those cows raw..."
"Lovely imagery." She commented.
All this talk about work got me thinking, and I looked down at my watch suddenly. "Holy cow - I'm late!"
"No pun intended there." Miroku snickered.
"Listen - I gotta go, Kagome - see you around some time?"
"Sure." She smiled happily, while Miroku made throat cutting gestures behind her back again.
"Great - come on Miroku!" I grabbed him as I dragged him and the burgers out of the Auction house... though I couldn't help feeling that I was leaving behind something important.
I stopped and dumped the burgers in the bin so I could talk. "Where is it? Where's the Shikon?"
"Not here." Miroku shrugged. "I found it - but it's a fake I think. It fetched a nice price though..."
I growled in frustration and I saw Miroku step back out of range of my hands. "Ok... go back home and tell Dad what happened... tell him I went straight to work."
"Oh goodie. I get to tell him two bad bits of news. He won't like you going to work."
"Whatever - just make sure you beat up Jacken anyway."
"Oh - THAT I can do!"
~Kagome~
I mostly spent the next two hours walking around in daze. He liked me... I wasn't imagining things. He was being very blunt and open about it... and it had kinda sent me for a loop... but I knew he liked me (in a more than like way) and the feelings were way more than mutual.
I did eventually remember that I had a younger brother that I was supposed to take care of - and I all but legged it to the hospital when I did remember. I arrived at the hospital entrance, just as my mother came bustling out of the revolving doors.
"Ah - Kagome!" she saw me and lunged at me. If I hadn't seen her before hand I would have been scared out of my wits. "Souta's in ward seven - I have to run to work now - love you - bye!"
"B... Bye..." I echoed wittily as she scurried away.
I looked at my watch again and sighed in wonder. I'd spent the last two hours wandering around Higashi with that love struck puppy love expression that teenage girls usually hold for their pop idols. Boy... time really did fly when you were thinking fuzzy thoughts.
Ward seven was empty - all except for my younger brother who was hobbling around the floor with his cast still on. "Hey, Souta."
"About time - you're ten minutes late!" he told me - but he didn't seem too upset about it.
"I know... I got side-tracked," Big time.
"That's ok - the doctors are running late. Me and mum have been waiting for ages for them to come and take the cast off... they said they'd be sending one of the nurses instead." He hobbled over to slide back onto the bed. I ruffled his hair with a grin - mostly because I felt like I was in an amazingly happy mood.
"You..." I gave his head a light push. "You probably only broke your leg to flirt with the nurses here."
He was about to answer when a rather masculine voice sounded. "I hope not... otherwise I'd be extremely worried about him..."
My head snapped up and I found myself staring at Inuyasha. He suddenly seemed to recognise me... "Oh... dear..."
I opened my mouth to speak... but once again I couldn't find the words. He wasn't a doctor... he was a nurse... in dark red smocks... I was just on the verge of laughing if I hadn't noticed his name tag pined to the dark red shirt that went on over the dark blue one that I'd seen him wear earlier.
"Inuyasha Arashi..."
My heart broke.
AN: I have to say quickly - I actually came up with this plot idea before I even thought about making 28 Days. In fact Inuyasha the Doctor was actually devised from this... but me being me - I made the second idea develop faster than the first...
Well, the next chapter should be out soon (I hope) as long as I don't get bored with it again and run off to do other things. ^_^
