(Happy dance) Third chapter! Whoa! This really is moving along!
Oh, my muse would like to say some thing.
^.^ -- Uh, Ahem. Just announcing that this is my fic. Lupe Garou is only in
the picture because she has opposable thumbs and is therefore able to type.
This is not a sign of intelligence or creativity. Muse=boss. Try not to
give her any ideas. Thank you.
*!*-- Excuse me? Excuse me? You know what else thumbs are good for? Opening
food cans, but since I'm evidently so unintelligent, I guess I've forgotten
to use the can opener Mr. Too lazy to hunt for himself! No more chow!
( No! I mean.. Uh.. sorry... Please feed me.
*Triumphant* we'll discuss this later at the end of the chapter.
Disclaimer: If your silly enough to think I own Inuyasha you probably shouldn't be allowed on the internet unobserved.
Inuyasha stared at the clock; it was exactly 2:00 pm. Last time he checked it was 1:59. Grreat. He wondered if all of the school clocks were programmed to always be at least five minutes before when you wanted it to be. Like, if he was looking forward to say, history, the clock would show that it was twenty minutes before then, and then the clock would do it's best to slow time itself. The evil machine would try to drag on the agony of staring at the little seconds hand going, ever so slowly, around the face. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Inuyasha could just tell it basked in the discomfort of the poor unfortunate, gleefully watching as the student in question sweated and fidgeted, and then, when they knew it was just minutes away- RRRIIIINNNGGG!!!! Inuyasha's ranting was interrupted by the bell, and he zoomed out of the room at warp speed. Even warp speed sometimes wasn't enough, though, or at least not in a crowded hallway. He pushed and shoved, but no matter how hard he elbowed the person next to him, or how fiercely he yelled at people to get the heck out of his way, he seemed to go about as fast as a snail. Thus is the way of all school hallways. Grumbling about his fathers' stupid rules that he couldn't show off he trudged along with the rest of the school. Without his fathers rules he wouldn't have to go to detention anyway, much less try to sneak away without being noticed or, as his father put it, showing off. The clock was to blame. Somehow, someway, the clock was to blame. Inuyasha rolled his eyes. "Now I'm acting as if the clocks are out to get me, I must be really paranoid. Or insane, yep. Insanity is definitely a possibility.' Suddenly, as Inuyasha was about to go out the doors and to a glorious detention-less freedom, a hand darted around his wrist. "Aaiiiiii!!" Inuyasha yelped, and jumped around, ready to fight. His father could just go on and lecture him for this, but he was going to fight. In front of him stood the most horrifyingly evil and disgusting being imaginable. Mrs. Trebeck! "Uh.." Inuyasha stuttered, the will for fighting evaporated in the wake of this new foe. The hag smiled that creepy smile of hers and said, "Well hello, aren't we in a hurry? Wait.. Are you forgetting something by chance? Maybe a... detention?" She grabbed his arm and began dragging him towards his doom at the hands of two full hours of certain boredom; Two hours in a room of morons. Wasn't the first six hours torture enough? All the while he knew who was to blame for foiling his escape plan. Yes. It was those despicable clocks! A conspiracy! Ahhahahahaha!!!! (Haunting maniacal laughter coming from clocks)
Kagome slowly walked down the hallway and to the classroom marked 'Detention' in huge black letters. This was the first time she had ever crossed the dreaded threshold, and she did so now with a drag in her step and a sigh on her lips. She opened the door. An absolutely normal room stood before her, some of the desks filled with students who looked up at her curiously, probably wondering what a girl like her was doing in detention. She was known for being a 'Good Girl'. All in all it wasn't as she had imagined, she didn't really know what she had expected, chains? Fiery pits of doom? Guess she was kinda dramatic. What a letdown. Kagome trudged to her seat and opened a book assignment. At least she would spend her time wisely, not like some of the other students who listened to their headphones or stared at the wall, zoning out. One guy was asleep already. She checked the clock. 2:20. Only an hour and forty five minutes to go. This was going to be fun. Not. Dumb clock, this was going to take forever. After reading for a while she started to doze off, 'Ah well' she thought. 'At least I'll catch up on some sleep.' She had hardly settled down when she heard a small commotion at the door. Wearily she looked towards the sound. She had to cover her mouth to keep the giggles in. There was Mrs. Trebeck, and with her, or should she say dragged with her, was Inuyasha. He looked very cute, embarrassed, and flustered. Mrs. Trebeck said something to make Inuyasha blanch, and he quickly took a seat. Right next to her. Hmmmmm... Why did those eyes and ears intrigue her so? Pouting and glaring he grabbed a comic and started flipping through. Kagome leaned over to peer at it. The comic was apparently about demons, and also apparently Inuyasha didn't like what he saw. Muttering something about "stupid racists" and such. Whatever. He was weird, she already knew that. He glance at her and frowned. "Kagome, right?" She whispered back "Yeah?" He just looked at her for a few seconds more and muttered "Feh" What was with him? "Excuse me?" Kagome asked, wondering if she had done something wrong. "Just tell that idiot boyfriend of yours, Kouga, that he'd better stay out of my way, and that I'm not interested at all." He gave her another glare and turned back to his comic. She was confused. Kouga? "Um... I think you're mistaken. Kouga is not my boyfriend. Thank god." Had Kouga been spreading rumors that they were together? Probably, it wouldn't be the first time that had happened. Idiot. Inuyasha was confused, "You are Kagome right? Ka-go-me?" "Yes already!" Oops. The detention teacher, she forgot his name, glared at them and told them to be quiet. Kagome apologized. Inuyasha just rolled his eyes, muttering "Stupid girl." What a jerk! He was the one who started it in the first place! She huffed and glared at him. Good thing glares couldn't kill; otherwise he would be on the floor impaled with several large and sharp objects. Her glance seemed to not bother him in the least. She didn't think he was even paying attention to her! Ohhhhh.. He was such a jerk! Not even acknowledging her presence! Apparently looks were all he had, 'cause his personality stunk. Five more days of this, and another few years of him in her school. She could cry for the frustration of it all. Hopefully he would get expelled. Still an hour to go. Stupid clock.
(Haunting maniacal laughter)
Inuyasha trotted towards his home, thinking about today's detention and Kagome. She had claimed not to be Kouga's girlfriend, but he didn't know. What did he care anyway? It didn't matter to him. She was just some silly girl. Probably a 'shop-till-you drop' airhead. Yeah. Just another girl. Why should he be thinking about her when he had better things to do?
At home and in bed Kagome thought about the day's detention too. Basically a straightforward litany of whatajerkwhatajerkwhatajerkIhatehim.. Once she had calmed down enough to think clearly she did the only thing she could think of. She called Keiko. What else? At the fourth ring Keiko's mom picked up the phone. "Hi, it's Kagome, could I talk to Keiko?" Her mom and Keiko's mom were friends. They had known each other since their daughters were in the same preschool. Kagome felt like she had spent half her life over at their house. Same with Keiko. After a few moments Keiko picked up. "Hey, what's a' happening?" Kagome told her about her incident with Inuyasha in detention, sort of exaggerating, but not too much. Besides he deserved it. 'JERK.' "Hello Kagome, anyone at home?" Kagome continued and asked if she really knew anything about him. Dirt and such. Unfortunately she didn't have much. "Sorry, other than comments about his weirdo looks the gossipmongers haven't said much. Nobody knows much about him, he doesn't have any close friends and no one's parents know his. The well's dry I'm afraid." Kagome had expected as much, with Kieko as a friend whatever there was to hear was heard. It wasn't that she was much of a gossip, but she just seemed to know what was going on all the time. "You seem a little more concerned than if this was a usual spat. Why is Inuyasha so special that you're obsessing about him? Do you like him?!" Kagome was not amused at her friends teasing. "No way. He is a total jerk with a bad personality only topped by his horrible attitude... Why on earth would I like him?" Even if he was cute... Argh. Maybe she was a silly girl if one idiot could unbalance her like this. "She denies to harshly perhaps? Maybe there is a hidden passion buried-" Kagome hung up on her laughing 'friend'. It was late she needed to get some sleep. Oh dangit.. she hadn't studied yet. 11:00. She had been obsessing about Inuyasha and lazing about for the entire time! Darn. Stupid clock. Stupid Inuyasha. She vowed she was going to get him for this, not realizing that (1) Inuyasha had nothing to do with her forgetting to study, and (2) soon she was going to have more to worry about than homework
All better. We've come to yet another understanding. Muses' are a figment of the writers' imagination; therefore all ideas coming from the muse are the authors. Also, figments of imagination should do what their told. *Tongue sticking out* You can't tell me what to do! Now that was just juvenile. Wait, if you're really me, then I just stuck my tongue out at myself. No... That's not right... My head hurts. Anyway, that's not important. What is important is that you review! Now! This very second! Why are you still reading this?! You should be reviewing! GRRRRR! GO!
Cya- Lupe Garou & muse
Disclaimer: If your silly enough to think I own Inuyasha you probably shouldn't be allowed on the internet unobserved.
Inuyasha stared at the clock; it was exactly 2:00 pm. Last time he checked it was 1:59. Grreat. He wondered if all of the school clocks were programmed to always be at least five minutes before when you wanted it to be. Like, if he was looking forward to say, history, the clock would show that it was twenty minutes before then, and then the clock would do it's best to slow time itself. The evil machine would try to drag on the agony of staring at the little seconds hand going, ever so slowly, around the face. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Inuyasha could just tell it basked in the discomfort of the poor unfortunate, gleefully watching as the student in question sweated and fidgeted, and then, when they knew it was just minutes away- RRRIIIINNNGGG!!!! Inuyasha's ranting was interrupted by the bell, and he zoomed out of the room at warp speed. Even warp speed sometimes wasn't enough, though, or at least not in a crowded hallway. He pushed and shoved, but no matter how hard he elbowed the person next to him, or how fiercely he yelled at people to get the heck out of his way, he seemed to go about as fast as a snail. Thus is the way of all school hallways. Grumbling about his fathers' stupid rules that he couldn't show off he trudged along with the rest of the school. Without his fathers rules he wouldn't have to go to detention anyway, much less try to sneak away without being noticed or, as his father put it, showing off. The clock was to blame. Somehow, someway, the clock was to blame. Inuyasha rolled his eyes. "Now I'm acting as if the clocks are out to get me, I must be really paranoid. Or insane, yep. Insanity is definitely a possibility.' Suddenly, as Inuyasha was about to go out the doors and to a glorious detention-less freedom, a hand darted around his wrist. "Aaiiiiii!!" Inuyasha yelped, and jumped around, ready to fight. His father could just go on and lecture him for this, but he was going to fight. In front of him stood the most horrifyingly evil and disgusting being imaginable. Mrs. Trebeck! "Uh.." Inuyasha stuttered, the will for fighting evaporated in the wake of this new foe. The hag smiled that creepy smile of hers and said, "Well hello, aren't we in a hurry? Wait.. Are you forgetting something by chance? Maybe a... detention?" She grabbed his arm and began dragging him towards his doom at the hands of two full hours of certain boredom; Two hours in a room of morons. Wasn't the first six hours torture enough? All the while he knew who was to blame for foiling his escape plan. Yes. It was those despicable clocks! A conspiracy! Ahhahahahaha!!!! (Haunting maniacal laughter coming from clocks)
Kagome slowly walked down the hallway and to the classroom marked 'Detention' in huge black letters. This was the first time she had ever crossed the dreaded threshold, and she did so now with a drag in her step and a sigh on her lips. She opened the door. An absolutely normal room stood before her, some of the desks filled with students who looked up at her curiously, probably wondering what a girl like her was doing in detention. She was known for being a 'Good Girl'. All in all it wasn't as she had imagined, she didn't really know what she had expected, chains? Fiery pits of doom? Guess she was kinda dramatic. What a letdown. Kagome trudged to her seat and opened a book assignment. At least she would spend her time wisely, not like some of the other students who listened to their headphones or stared at the wall, zoning out. One guy was asleep already. She checked the clock. 2:20. Only an hour and forty five minutes to go. This was going to be fun. Not. Dumb clock, this was going to take forever. After reading for a while she started to doze off, 'Ah well' she thought. 'At least I'll catch up on some sleep.' She had hardly settled down when she heard a small commotion at the door. Wearily she looked towards the sound. She had to cover her mouth to keep the giggles in. There was Mrs. Trebeck, and with her, or should she say dragged with her, was Inuyasha. He looked very cute, embarrassed, and flustered. Mrs. Trebeck said something to make Inuyasha blanch, and he quickly took a seat. Right next to her. Hmmmmm... Why did those eyes and ears intrigue her so? Pouting and glaring he grabbed a comic and started flipping through. Kagome leaned over to peer at it. The comic was apparently about demons, and also apparently Inuyasha didn't like what he saw. Muttering something about "stupid racists" and such. Whatever. He was weird, she already knew that. He glance at her and frowned. "Kagome, right?" She whispered back "Yeah?" He just looked at her for a few seconds more and muttered "Feh" What was with him? "Excuse me?" Kagome asked, wondering if she had done something wrong. "Just tell that idiot boyfriend of yours, Kouga, that he'd better stay out of my way, and that I'm not interested at all." He gave her another glare and turned back to his comic. She was confused. Kouga? "Um... I think you're mistaken. Kouga is not my boyfriend. Thank god." Had Kouga been spreading rumors that they were together? Probably, it wouldn't be the first time that had happened. Idiot. Inuyasha was confused, "You are Kagome right? Ka-go-me?" "Yes already!" Oops. The detention teacher, she forgot his name, glared at them and told them to be quiet. Kagome apologized. Inuyasha just rolled his eyes, muttering "Stupid girl." What a jerk! He was the one who started it in the first place! She huffed and glared at him. Good thing glares couldn't kill; otherwise he would be on the floor impaled with several large and sharp objects. Her glance seemed to not bother him in the least. She didn't think he was even paying attention to her! Ohhhhh.. He was such a jerk! Not even acknowledging her presence! Apparently looks were all he had, 'cause his personality stunk. Five more days of this, and another few years of him in her school. She could cry for the frustration of it all. Hopefully he would get expelled. Still an hour to go. Stupid clock.
(Haunting maniacal laughter)
Inuyasha trotted towards his home, thinking about today's detention and Kagome. She had claimed not to be Kouga's girlfriend, but he didn't know. What did he care anyway? It didn't matter to him. She was just some silly girl. Probably a 'shop-till-you drop' airhead. Yeah. Just another girl. Why should he be thinking about her when he had better things to do?
At home and in bed Kagome thought about the day's detention too. Basically a straightforward litany of whatajerkwhatajerkwhatajerkIhatehim.. Once she had calmed down enough to think clearly she did the only thing she could think of. She called Keiko. What else? At the fourth ring Keiko's mom picked up the phone. "Hi, it's Kagome, could I talk to Keiko?" Her mom and Keiko's mom were friends. They had known each other since their daughters were in the same preschool. Kagome felt like she had spent half her life over at their house. Same with Keiko. After a few moments Keiko picked up. "Hey, what's a' happening?" Kagome told her about her incident with Inuyasha in detention, sort of exaggerating, but not too much. Besides he deserved it. 'JERK.' "Hello Kagome, anyone at home?" Kagome continued and asked if she really knew anything about him. Dirt and such. Unfortunately she didn't have much. "Sorry, other than comments about his weirdo looks the gossipmongers haven't said much. Nobody knows much about him, he doesn't have any close friends and no one's parents know his. The well's dry I'm afraid." Kagome had expected as much, with Kieko as a friend whatever there was to hear was heard. It wasn't that she was much of a gossip, but she just seemed to know what was going on all the time. "You seem a little more concerned than if this was a usual spat. Why is Inuyasha so special that you're obsessing about him? Do you like him?!" Kagome was not amused at her friends teasing. "No way. He is a total jerk with a bad personality only topped by his horrible attitude... Why on earth would I like him?" Even if he was cute... Argh. Maybe she was a silly girl if one idiot could unbalance her like this. "She denies to harshly perhaps? Maybe there is a hidden passion buried-" Kagome hung up on her laughing 'friend'. It was late she needed to get some sleep. Oh dangit.. she hadn't studied yet. 11:00. She had been obsessing about Inuyasha and lazing about for the entire time! Darn. Stupid clock. Stupid Inuyasha. She vowed she was going to get him for this, not realizing that (1) Inuyasha had nothing to do with her forgetting to study, and (2) soon she was going to have more to worry about than homework
All better. We've come to yet another understanding. Muses' are a figment of the writers' imagination; therefore all ideas coming from the muse are the authors. Also, figments of imagination should do what their told. *Tongue sticking out* You can't tell me what to do! Now that was just juvenile. Wait, if you're really me, then I just stuck my tongue out at myself. No... That's not right... My head hurts. Anyway, that's not important. What is important is that you review! Now! This very second! Why are you still reading this?! You should be reviewing! GRRRRR! GO!
Cya- Lupe Garou & muse