Bloodless
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Chapter 7
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A/n: I deleted more then half of this story and decided to retype it and change things around a bit… Hope it's better…
Kagome sighed and fell onto her bed, grabbing her headphones from her side of the gigantic dresser and placing them over her ears. She pushed play to Sana Humori, listening to her elegant and rich voice blast threw her headphones.
She watched the ceiling, it's half purplish/blue and mixed into the navy blue of Sango's side, gazing at the fake stars painted across the ceiling and tapped her foot lightly to the music.
She still smelled the lingering candle wax and scent from the night before when Sango did her relaxation method. She had sat cross-legged on her bed, facing the window with her hands in an 'okay' sign, Owming and taking deep breath exercises. Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale. It all made Kagome laugh until she had to leave so she wouldn't interrupt 'The Method.'
Sango had changed much in the three weeks Kagome was living there. She had redyed her hair back to it's natural brown, saying goodbye to her stylish red streaks which Kagome had fallen in love with. She changed her outfits from black and gothic to hippie/rebel/rocker sort of mixture.
Kagome gladly took Sango's old gothic clothes and wore them more then her own, dying her hair a shiny black that glistened purple.
"Keh, you can't even tell the difference," InuYasha had said when she came home from the hair stylists.
Sango wasn't typing stories as frequently as usual and seemed to go to town more often then her usual visits.
"Mom and Dad's anniversary is coming up," she had said, "I want to make it special…"
"Didn't their anniversary pass two days ago?" Kagome had questioned.
"Then I just want to spend more time with them…"
All in all, Sango seemed happier, so Kagome didn't press the subject of her late night drives into town, only coming back a few minutes before curfew, then whining she could have stayed at least five minutes more.
She erased Sango's whereabouts and filled her thoughts with the boy in her dreams lately. She knew he was handsome, though she's never seen his face. She new he was kind, deep down. She knew he loved her, that feeling she's lived off of for support.
But he wasn't real, and she'd never feel that way again. She wouldn't let it happen.
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InuYasha looked at the TV and changed the channel. Anime, anime, talk show, anime. He flipped to the news and set the remote down, leaning on the armrest and watching the foortage of people in rages walking down the street with dirty hands and faces.
"This could be you, stay in school," the ad said. The screen changed.
"We're back with the sad story of Kimo Haitma, who's house was blown up today in down towns-," InuYasha pushed the TV to an off mode and sat up.
He walked across the pale green carpet and entered the dark kitchen, walking over to the fridge and pulling out a bottle of milk. He poured the murky white liquid into the clear glass, taking a long drink of it's thick mixture and replacing the bottle back in the fridge, walking over to the table and sitting down. He swished the liquid around in his glass, not doing anything about the milk that slipped out of the side and spread in paint ball splattered way.
~Flashback
"Stupid half-breed," the man with long silver hair mumbled as he kicked his 12-year-old son one last time and left him to stifle sobs.
InuYasha sat up and touched the cuts on his arms, he winced in pain from the wounds his father had given him just a moments ago. He got up and limped up the stairs to the very large bathroom. He opened a cupboard which was conveniently located above the sink along with more household medicines. He pulled out a small brown bottle with the word 'hydrogen peroxide' on it and pulled the top off it, pouring a bit on his wounds watching as it bubbled, cleaning out all the germs and infections. He knew the wounds would be gone by tomorrow. They always were.
When he was done he opened the door slightly and looked around. No one was near that he could see, so he stepped outside and dashed to his room.
But before he could reach the door a tall figure stepped in front of him. It was Sessomaru, his older half brother. InuYasha looked at his brother in confusion. There his brother stood, he knelt down and touched InuYasha's shoulder wound, making the hanyou wince. Sessomaru frowned and gave the hanyou the saddest eyes he could (sessy does not get this sad, and over this stuff...freaky and ooc) InuYasha blinked.
"You cleaned it?" Sessomaru asked.
InuYasha nodded. He knew he didn't need to clean it, but it always made him forget his father for moments on.
"I smelled your blood and Father's sent," Sessomaru said, as noble as he could sound.
InuYasha looked up at his brother.
Sessomaru sighed, "He may be our father, but he is disgracing the family this way, drinking a hurting his own flesh for no reason," Sessomaru sighed again.
But the next couple weeks Sessomaru didn't leave his little brothers side, this was to protect him from father, though InuYasha knew it was only to protect the family name...
He looked up to his brother, knowing quit well that his brother hated him. 'Why is he protecting me?' InuYasha would think late at night. 'Does he love me?'
He'd watch his brother do whatever it was he did in his spare time, always trying not to ask questions so Sessomaru wouldn't get angry with him.
'Maybe if I ever love someone… I'll protect them to…' InuYasha would smile and run beside his brother, who'd squirt red paint on the hanyo's face for being so annoying and go back to his work, smirking slightly when the little InuYasha would pout and try to rub it off.
End flashback~
He wiped up the spilt milk and threw the rag back into the sink, putting the empty glass next to it and walking out of the kitchen, stretching when he reached the edge of the living room, his white t-shirt lifting slightly, showing his baggy blue jeans.
He sniffed his shirt and frowned, peeling it off and tossing it on the couch. He walked into his room, sniffed all his shirts, frowned at every one, and walked down the hall.
Kagome didn't hear the knock on her door until InuYasha opened the down, walking in shirtless.
She removed her headphones quickly and sat up, "InuYasha… I…," she blinked at him, trying not to blush, "Where's your shirt?"
"They're all dirty… can I borrow one of your night shirts?" InuYasha asked, crossing his arms over his bare chest.
"Why not ask Miroku?" she asked, still stunned at the half naked boy standing in her room, leaning over her bed.
"He's gone…" InuYasha said and shrugged, "Can't you spare one?"
"Just use one of Miroku's… he won't care," she blushed deeper when InuYasha placed his hands on her bed and leaned on it.
"They're dirty…" he said plainly, as if walking into a girls room and asking for her shirts while half naked was common. You think he'd get why she was trying to get him to find someone else.
Kagome leaned against the wall and pointed to the middle drawer, "There should a large in there," she said.
InuYasha opened the drawer and pulled out a black shirt, slipping it over his head and pulling his long silver hair from inside it. "Thanks," he said casually, walking out and scratching the back of his head, his ears twitching.
He only started to not wear his hats or bandana's recently, only wearing the caps at school or somewhere public.
Kagome still felt her face burning and reached over to where InuYasha's hand had rested, placing her fingers lightly on the quilt and over the wrinkles his weight had made. She removed her hand and reached over to her dresser, grabbing her manga and opening it swiftly.
She pushed the headphones back over her head and erased all thoughts of InuYasha and his slim body, reading at the top of the right page and moving to the left.
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"You'd think you'd have your own car with the money your parents give you," Sango said bluntly, grabbing a bag of Funyuns from the shelf and throwing them into the cart.
"Twenty yen doesn't buy you a car when you have to give it to the queen of the house for groceries," Miroku said just as bluntly.
Sango rolled her eyes and threw in a bag of Doritos's.
"Don't forget, InuYasha needs more Ramen," Miroku said, pointing to the soup section.
"Yeah yeah…" Sango said lightly, walking over and grabbing a case.
"Aren't they a cute couple, Tysauo," a woman from the counter said to her husband, looking at Sango and Miroku.
Sango blushed and dropped the case into the cart, "Couple," she said lightly.
"I think we have fans…" Miroku said, grinning and leaning on the edge of the cart.
"But we're not a couple," Sango said stubbornly, trying to distance herself from him, mentally and physically.
He grinned, "But you want to be a couple…" Miroku said perversely.
"No… I don't," Sango said angrily.
"Why not?" Miroku said, frowning slightly.
"Because…" Sango looked at the box of cereal for a couple moments and turned around, "Because I have a boyfriend…"
Miroku stopped dead in his tracks, Sango still walking slowly to the cash register with the cart.
"Since when…" Miroku asked, regaining his balance and following her down the aisle.
"For two weeks…" Sango said, grabbing a bottle of hot sauce and rolling down the aisle.
Miroku felt a personal blow stab his heart and he stepped ahead of her, reaching the register quickly and quietly, unloading the cart, price check, loading it, and then carrying it into the parking lot to load it again in Sango's car.
He kept quiet, letting the music fill the car with sound instead of his usually interruptions of a song or bringing up a funny story.
He'd lost all his happiness.
A/n: Well… yeah I know…. Some of you want to hit me really hard, don't you? I'm sorry I'm sorry! This is a san:mir fanfic so no worries… and how about the shirtless InuYasha (I be very perverted…) (Kat: At least your not as bad as Miroku…) (Me: Maybe… maybe not evil grin) (Kat: Sick…) So yeah!
REVIEW OR I DELETE THIS STORY AND DON'T THINK I WON'T DO IT!
Ja ne ^.^
Kinchiata Ayami @-}~
{Cali's Corner:
Kat: Lo again!
Kinchi: snores mumbles snores
Kat: Don't mind her…
Kit: she drained from the retyping this chapter… though it is kinda short…
Kat: Yeah but she also rewrote 3,4,5 and 6 today so she's been sorta busy at the libray…
Kinchi: snores To may words! snores
Kat: she felt terrible about making such a 'crappy' story as she calls it… I for one think her writings pretty good from her previous work… anyways…. She felt bad about 'making a crappy story with terrible flow and then ending it quickly with killing-'
Kat: SHUT UP! You'll give away the ending for those who haven't read it!
Kit: Oh… yeah… *sweatdrop*
Kat: He he…
Kit: okay… we gotta post this for Kinchi and put her to bed… she'll type more tomorrow for you guys… so if the next chapter has the word 'Hex' for a title… don't read it…
Kat: Because she hasn't edited it yet…
Teletubies appear
Kit: ACK! Kat! LOCK AND LOAD!
Kat: ::grabs gun:: bring it on you evil color mice!
Teletubies: la la do do…
Kit: You can take over the children's mind, you can take over the retards! But you won't take over my mind!
Kat: You have a mind?
Kit: That's it! I'm not saving you this time!
Kat: Saving me? When the hell did you save me?
Kit: lets see ::pulls out list:: there was the deal with your parents, oh and that time at school when you ripped you pants… looky here, the embarrassing shot of you with chicken pocks in the bath tub I stole from your brother…. Maybe I should just give this back so he can show Joe and…
Kat: OKAY! YOU WIN! ::grabs picture:: shesh… cheater…
Kit: ::grins:: I no cheat… I win fair and square with blackmailing picture…
Kat: Brat child…
Kit: Blonde…
Kat: You're one to talk…
teletubies attack
Kit: ACK! See what you've done?!?
Kat: It's not my fault these damn things are evil or trying to hug us!
Kit: YES IT IS
Kat: NO IT ISN'T!
Kit: YES IT IS
Kat: NO IT ISN'T!
Kinchi: wakes up that's it for 'Tales of the Weirdo's'… tune in next chapter to see if we defeat the evil teletubies or not… grabs gun and grenade, throws grenade KAPOW Bye…
To Be Continued}