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Title: Dark Chocolate
Chapter 2: Mr.Grape Juice's Foiled Revenge
I was so releaved when I escaped from the "Daddy Dearests", I didn't seem him coming, though, I guess it wouldn't have helped even if I hadn't been distracted, hall corners cause more deaths each year than food-drenched cafeteria floors and nauseatingly disgusting bathrooms put together. Let me tell you, he was ANYTHING but pleased to see me. Mr. Grape Juice was now sprawled on the floor before me, and I, too, was also planted on the hard tile floor...
"Watch where you're going, wentch!" MGJ yelled at me, too bad he wasn't carrying a lunch tray, for I am sure that, if he had, it would now be smushed all over him and his pretty face. I laughed half-heartedly on the inside, this guy probably has never had a hard day in his perfect little life.
"Pardon me," I say monotonessly,"But, seeing as I am not psychic, it is as much your fault as it is mine." I stood up and walked away, leaving him on the ground with an all too dirty look on his face. Maybe I should have offered to help him up, but it was just so much easier the other way. Human contact is draining. Yet, something about him... Can't place my finger on it, but I get a weird vibe from him... If my suspicions are correct, I shall know soon enough.
The rest of the day pretty much went by without me saying anything but the occasional, "Yes Ma'am (Sir)", or "Present", when the teacher called role... I wonder if the "Daddy Dearests" have begun their devious plot against me yet. It will probably be laughable... If you haven't noticed, while those girls may be some of the prettier flowers in the feild, they are definitly *not* the brightest... Myself? I think I am a white flower on the top of the hill, out of site and out of mind. I got some more glances in my direction... Are people already talking about my refusal of the "Daddy Dearests"? Seems rather soon, but well, this is a new school, maybe they just upgraded the over-all efficiancy of gossip before my old school did, oh well, it's a mystery.
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I came home to find Buyo asleep on my bed in a nice sunny spot, purring contently to no one inparticular. It would suck to be a cat. Though some may take their lives to be happy and care free, I don't. It can't be easy living in a world where you have to wallow in your own waste to go to the bathroom, and then there's the whole Grampa thing... I sure as hell wouldn't want some crazy old lunitic chasing *me* around with a broom, those pointy brisles look like they could hurt. Poor Buyo, too stupid to realize his life sucks, but you know what they say, ignorance is bliss, but I think the saying should go, (for Buyo, anyways) A 5 minute memory span is bliss... Yeah, thats Buyo for you. My stupid, fat kitty.
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The next day at 'skoule' was nothing short of interesting. Apperently the Daddy Dearest's revenge plot is in full swing and I should "Watch my back". I wanted to tell them to try and watch *their* backs, you know, show them how difficult it can be, but I decided to save myself the odd glances and weird looks and resorted to mumbling a half-hearted "Whatever." They can't scare me. Much.
I found out Mr. Grape Juice's name... Appearently I "Juiced" (as they now called it, heh, who would have thought, *me* a 'trend-setter') and ran into the 'skoule' jock... Karomi Inuyasha. So now I am on the bad sides of the most powerful groups in 'skoule' and it is only my second day. Just great. Luckily, I have not sank to the point of hanging out with the lowly freshmen. That I refuse. Well, basically, I refuse to hang out with anyone... But thats not the point.
Yeah... So I have basically been following the advice of a song I heard this morning on my radio...
I know that these are all the right words... But its what I heard.
Hey, don't write yourself off yet,
You're looking lonely, you feel left out,
And looked down on,
Just do your best,
Do everything you can,
You're on your way to a bitter heart,
And thats no good,
It just takes some time,
Little girl, your in the middle
Of the ride,
Everything, everything,
Will be just fine,
Everything, everything,
Will be alright,
Alright.
I like music.
Today was, well, besides the fear of "Payback", which wasn't really severe, (the worry that is, "Payback" hasn't happened yet...) boring. Completely boring. Until I came home that is... Leave it to family to disrupt an other wise peaceful day. Sota was having some sort of argument with dear ol' gramps... Mom was futilely trying to be peacemaker, and was failing miserably. So, I came to the rescue... The key to every man is his stomache... Sota and Gramps happen to have the same weakness... Chocolate... So, like the angel I am, I grabbed to chocolate bars and threw them between the two like they were a couple of ravinous animals you can't get too close to for fear of getting bitten... Low and behold... The noise of there dispute stopped... I walked up happily to my room to start on my lovely homework... I think I made mom smile. Not quite sure as to how I feel about that as of yet... Though, its her right to be happy if she wants to.
I later found out what the fight was about... And I am rather suprised that my chocolate bar manuver was enough to settle it... Sota had wanted to go out with "some friends", but he was grounded, seeing as the last time he went out with "Some friends" he was almost put in juevenal hall. "Some frineds" indeed!
Anyways... Once the candy bar came into play Sota just shrugged it off and went to play an RPG or something... I guess he is settling for seeing his friends virtualy rather than in person now. That works for me, less noise, and I am sure it'll give mom something to smile about.
Gramps is trying to talk me into doing free labor every weekend at the shrine. You know, sweeping and stuff. At first I felt sorry for his relentlessness, it wasn't going to get him any closer to a 'yes'. Then it got to the point where I was ready to push him down the stairs if only to stop the noise! I was only able to escape by locking myself into my room and turning up my music so it went blasting through the house, preventing me from having to listen to him further... Shrine work is a punishment, and I am not willing to do the time if I am not even in trouble for a crime. Why not make Sota do it? Then Grampa will have someone to tell his bogus stories too, my personal favorite was the one about the cat demon who was afraid of water until it saw its own reflection in a pool one day... What that story has to do with anything is far beyond me... I think that the old man just likes to hear himself speak.
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I just knew someone was following me home yesterday, but I thought I was just being parinoid. I guess that the Queen of the "Daddy Dearests" sent her boy friend, the infamous Inuyasha(A.K.A.Mr. Grape Juice), to preform "payback" for her. First, he figured out where I lived, then, that night, he attempted to egg my house. Classic. I suppose he wasn't expecting me to wake up, I also suppose he wasn't expecting me to be as strong as I am... Ok, you're confused... So I'll just do the play-by-play...
I got this funny feeling in the pit of my stomache after dinner, when I was upstairs in my room doing my homework, I shrugged it off for indigestion. So then, at around 10:30, while I was lying in bed, trying to fall asleep, something hits my window, and it splattered into a gross mess; An egg.
So, I throw on my robe and run down stairs, sure enough, there he is, throwing eggs at my poor little house. And well, something inside me sort of cracked... Like one of the eggs that was now splattered on the side of my house. I charged at him, the boy didn't even see me coming until it was too late... My battle cry as I knocked him down woke up everybody in the house... The culprit was caught, thanks to me and my rage. Inuyasha.
Anyways... Did you know you can sue when people egg your house? Yeah, its vandalism for all you out there who do it. So we could have sued, but it being such a stupid thing, we decided against it... Besides, Grampa had a much more sinister idea up his sleeve... He decided that instead of pressing charges, he was going to make Inuyasha work it off at our shrine every weekend for the next 4 months... Yeah, 32 days in total... I supressed an evil laugh as I watched Little Inu Boy shrug it off... He had no clue what he had just gotten himslef into.
My Grampa could have made an exellent slave driver, and now he was getting the chance to shine in his gruesome area of expartise. I am sorry, now that I am alone I can no longer supress the laughter... Muahaha!!! Little Inu Boy, as I have taken to calling him (in my head at least) shall be run into the ground in a matter of minutes after being placed under the ever dictatorial commands of Gramps. And I, Kagome, Maiden of this humble little shrine, shall be there to watch every backbreaking minute of it... HaHa... Suddenly, I am filled with a new found love of dear ol' Gramps. It'll sure be fun watching Inu Boy scrub my house clean!
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The next few days at school, Kikyou, or Queeny, has been anything but pleased... I heard her whining to Inu Boy a little earier today... I believe it went something like this:
Ehem...
Queeny; "Inu-ya-sha-a!!! You haaave to get back at that Little Bitch after what she did to us!!! (Awh! Look! How cute! I have a nick-name already!!!)
Inu Boy; "What exactly did she do to *you* again?" ( I guess that I'm not the only one who finds Queeny's grudge against me stupid... While Inu Boy has every right to be pissed... I *did* 'Juice' him, after all)
Queeny; "Yoou knooooww what she did!"
Inu Boy; "Come on, Kikyou! I *already* egged her house, *and* got nailed for it! What more could you *possibly* want me to do?" (I seemed to notice him leaving out the part about me takling him to the ground... I *wonder* why...)
Queeny;"Publicly humiliater her?" (Gods, that chick has one whiney ass mouth... I don't believe I carried that tone of voice since I was 3.)
Inu Boy;"And just *how* am I supposed to do that? Huh? I thought she was one of those invisible people who nobody really cares enough to laugh at." (Hmm... Guess my reclusiveness is usefull after all...)
Queeny;"All you have to do is do something to her that people couldn't help but laugh at! I wanna see her cry like the baby she is!" (Is it just me, or is Queeny exceptionally cruel?)
Inu Boy;"Fuck that, Kikyou! I don't wanna get into any more trouble than I already have! Her Grampa is scarry!" ( He has nooo clue what he let that bitch get him into.)
Queeny;"But Inuuuuuuuuu!!!" (I would love nothing more then to slap her right now... Serisouly... If a chocolate covered raisin could talk, well, you would have Kikyou's voice... All smooth on the outside, and utterly crappy on the inside... No, wait... I am thinking of her personallity...)
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Well, I think they may have seen me at that point, then they went around the corner to, most likely, further plot my demise. I wonder what it will be... Guess it must be something big if they want to "Make me cry like the baby I am". Inu Boy's punishment begins this weekend. Then the tourture begins... I mean, hey, if they are going to "Make me cry like the baby I am", I might as well have my fun while I can, right?
I have a confession to make... Normally I am not so devious and conniving, but come on, these people are out to get me! I don't know, now that I think about it... I don't know that I can keep this up for the rest of my high school career. I mean, have you ever had someone ploting agaisnt you? Hating you for no good reason? I didn't think so. Well, the truth is, it isn't fun. Why can't they just leave me alone? I swear, if it weren't for Buyo and his stupidly entertianing antics, I might be depressed right now. The sad thing is... I think I have forgotten how to act normal around people. I think I am doomed to forever be a friendless freak.
Grr, Buyo has left me to my own devices. Now I feel sad. Boo Hoo.... I wish dad were here, he would tell me to cheer up, and that things would get better, and I? I would believe every word of it, obsorbing it into me like hot coco, warming me to my very core. Now that I think about it... I haven't had hot coco since he died... Maybe because he was the only one I drank it with... Sometimes, at night, if I had a bad dream, I would wake him up and he would take me down stairs for a steamy cup of chocolaty goodness and tell me funny stories. As I got older, the funny stories changed into nice long conversations about life in general. That was back when I was normal, you know, I had a ton of friends back then... I was maybe even a little popular. God I miss him. Dad, I know you are out there looking down on me, and, well, just know that I still love you!
Inuyasha's slavery begins tomorrow morning. He is supposed to be here at 7am. The bad news is, I have to be awake when he shows... Its not manditory or anything, but I am just not comfortable sleeping when I know he is trouncing around my house... Something about him... I am rather sure I know what it is... But until I am 100% sure, I wont bring it up to him, not sure I will even if I *did* know it for sure. *Sigh* I hate my... ability as my family and I have come to call it. Its nothing but a burden, it hasn't come in handy yet.
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Ok, so chapter 2 is done. I hope you like it... I want at least 20 reviews before I put up chapter 3, and if you think about it, its really not that much! Just 10 for chapter 1 and 10 for chapter 2... I don't think I am demanding much, do you? Well... Ok... Just want a little love! Send me the reviews!!! If you do, I promise I wont obsess about them this much again! (in this fic anyways)...
In chapter 3 we will we Inuyasha's first day working at the shrine... I am thinking it will be partically in his POV too... Just so ya know... Maybe this will spark your curiosity and promote you people to review!!!
I want you to review, don't think you don't have to, cuz you do!
I will be sad if you don't!
Very, very sad.
Disclaimer time!!!~~ I don't own Inuyasha! Ok? Got it? Good!
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Title: Dark Chocolate
Chapter 2: Mr.Grape Juice's Foiled Revenge
I was so releaved when I escaped from the "Daddy Dearests", I didn't seem him coming, though, I guess it wouldn't have helped even if I hadn't been distracted, hall corners cause more deaths each year than food-drenched cafeteria floors and nauseatingly disgusting bathrooms put together. Let me tell you, he was ANYTHING but pleased to see me. Mr. Grape Juice was now sprawled on the floor before me, and I, too, was also planted on the hard tile floor...
"Watch where you're going, wentch!" MGJ yelled at me, too bad he wasn't carrying a lunch tray, for I am sure that, if he had, it would now be smushed all over him and his pretty face. I laughed half-heartedly on the inside, this guy probably has never had a hard day in his perfect little life.
"Pardon me," I say monotonessly,"But, seeing as I am not psychic, it is as much your fault as it is mine." I stood up and walked away, leaving him on the ground with an all too dirty look on his face. Maybe I should have offered to help him up, but it was just so much easier the other way. Human contact is draining. Yet, something about him... Can't place my finger on it, but I get a weird vibe from him... If my suspicions are correct, I shall know soon enough.
The rest of the day pretty much went by without me saying anything but the occasional, "Yes Ma'am (Sir)", or "Present", when the teacher called role... I wonder if the "Daddy Dearests" have begun their devious plot against me yet. It will probably be laughable... If you haven't noticed, while those girls may be some of the prettier flowers in the feild, they are definitly *not* the brightest... Myself? I think I am a white flower on the top of the hill, out of site and out of mind. I got some more glances in my direction... Are people already talking about my refusal of the "Daddy Dearests"? Seems rather soon, but well, this is a new school, maybe they just upgraded the over-all efficiancy of gossip before my old school did, oh well, it's a mystery.
~~~
I came home to find Buyo asleep on my bed in a nice sunny spot, purring contently to no one inparticular. It would suck to be a cat. Though some may take their lives to be happy and care free, I don't. It can't be easy living in a world where you have to wallow in your own waste to go to the bathroom, and then there's the whole Grampa thing... I sure as hell wouldn't want some crazy old lunitic chasing *me* around with a broom, those pointy brisles look like they could hurt. Poor Buyo, too stupid to realize his life sucks, but you know what they say, ignorance is bliss, but I think the saying should go, (for Buyo, anyways) A 5 minute memory span is bliss... Yeah, thats Buyo for you. My stupid, fat kitty.
~~~
The next day at 'skoule' was nothing short of interesting. Apperently the Daddy Dearest's revenge plot is in full swing and I should "Watch my back". I wanted to tell them to try and watch *their* backs, you know, show them how difficult it can be, but I decided to save myself the odd glances and weird looks and resorted to mumbling a half-hearted "Whatever." They can't scare me. Much.
I found out Mr. Grape Juice's name... Appearently I "Juiced" (as they now called it, heh, who would have thought, *me* a 'trend-setter') and ran into the 'skoule' jock... Karomi Inuyasha. So now I am on the bad sides of the most powerful groups in 'skoule' and it is only my second day. Just great. Luckily, I have not sank to the point of hanging out with the lowly freshmen. That I refuse. Well, basically, I refuse to hang out with anyone... But thats not the point.
Yeah... So I have basically been following the advice of a song I heard this morning on my radio...
I know that these are all the right words... But its what I heard.
Hey, don't write yourself off yet,
You're looking lonely, you feel left out,
And looked down on,
Just do your best,
Do everything you can,
You're on your way to a bitter heart,
And thats no good,
It just takes some time,
Little girl, your in the middle
Of the ride,
Everything, everything,
Will be just fine,
Everything, everything,
Will be alright,
Alright.
I like music.
Today was, well, besides the fear of "Payback", which wasn't really severe, (the worry that is, "Payback" hasn't happened yet...) boring. Completely boring. Until I came home that is... Leave it to family to disrupt an other wise peaceful day. Sota was having some sort of argument with dear ol' gramps... Mom was futilely trying to be peacemaker, and was failing miserably. So, I came to the rescue... The key to every man is his stomache... Sota and Gramps happen to have the same weakness... Chocolate... So, like the angel I am, I grabbed to chocolate bars and threw them between the two like they were a couple of ravinous animals you can't get too close to for fear of getting bitten... Low and behold... The noise of there dispute stopped... I walked up happily to my room to start on my lovely homework... I think I made mom smile. Not quite sure as to how I feel about that as of yet... Though, its her right to be happy if she wants to.
I later found out what the fight was about... And I am rather suprised that my chocolate bar manuver was enough to settle it... Sota had wanted to go out with "some friends", but he was grounded, seeing as the last time he went out with "Some friends" he was almost put in juevenal hall. "Some frineds" indeed!
Anyways... Once the candy bar came into play Sota just shrugged it off and went to play an RPG or something... I guess he is settling for seeing his friends virtualy rather than in person now. That works for me, less noise, and I am sure it'll give mom something to smile about.
Gramps is trying to talk me into doing free labor every weekend at the shrine. You know, sweeping and stuff. At first I felt sorry for his relentlessness, it wasn't going to get him any closer to a 'yes'. Then it got to the point where I was ready to push him down the stairs if only to stop the noise! I was only able to escape by locking myself into my room and turning up my music so it went blasting through the house, preventing me from having to listen to him further... Shrine work is a punishment, and I am not willing to do the time if I am not even in trouble for a crime. Why not make Sota do it? Then Grampa will have someone to tell his bogus stories too, my personal favorite was the one about the cat demon who was afraid of water until it saw its own reflection in a pool one day... What that story has to do with anything is far beyond me... I think that the old man just likes to hear himself speak.
~~~
I just knew someone was following me home yesterday, but I thought I was just being parinoid. I guess that the Queen of the "Daddy Dearests" sent her boy friend, the infamous Inuyasha(A.K.A.Mr. Grape Juice), to preform "payback" for her. First, he figured out where I lived, then, that night, he attempted to egg my house. Classic. I suppose he wasn't expecting me to wake up, I also suppose he wasn't expecting me to be as strong as I am... Ok, you're confused... So I'll just do the play-by-play...
I got this funny feeling in the pit of my stomache after dinner, when I was upstairs in my room doing my homework, I shrugged it off for indigestion. So then, at around 10:30, while I was lying in bed, trying to fall asleep, something hits my window, and it splattered into a gross mess; An egg.
So, I throw on my robe and run down stairs, sure enough, there he is, throwing eggs at my poor little house. And well, something inside me sort of cracked... Like one of the eggs that was now splattered on the side of my house. I charged at him, the boy didn't even see me coming until it was too late... My battle cry as I knocked him down woke up everybody in the house... The culprit was caught, thanks to me and my rage. Inuyasha.
Anyways... Did you know you can sue when people egg your house? Yeah, its vandalism for all you out there who do it. So we could have sued, but it being such a stupid thing, we decided against it... Besides, Grampa had a much more sinister idea up his sleeve... He decided that instead of pressing charges, he was going to make Inuyasha work it off at our shrine every weekend for the next 4 months... Yeah, 32 days in total... I supressed an evil laugh as I watched Little Inu Boy shrug it off... He had no clue what he had just gotten himslef into.
My Grampa could have made an exellent slave driver, and now he was getting the chance to shine in his gruesome area of expartise. I am sorry, now that I am alone I can no longer supress the laughter... Muahaha!!! Little Inu Boy, as I have taken to calling him (in my head at least) shall be run into the ground in a matter of minutes after being placed under the ever dictatorial commands of Gramps. And I, Kagome, Maiden of this humble little shrine, shall be there to watch every backbreaking minute of it... HaHa... Suddenly, I am filled with a new found love of dear ol' Gramps. It'll sure be fun watching Inu Boy scrub my house clean!
~~~
The next few days at school, Kikyou, or Queeny, has been anything but pleased... I heard her whining to Inu Boy a little earier today... I believe it went something like this:
Ehem...
Queeny; "Inu-ya-sha-a!!! You haaave to get back at that Little Bitch after what she did to us!!! (Awh! Look! How cute! I have a nick-name already!!!)
Inu Boy; "What exactly did she do to *you* again?" ( I guess that I'm not the only one who finds Queeny's grudge against me stupid... While Inu Boy has every right to be pissed... I *did* 'Juice' him, after all)
Queeny; "Yoou knooooww what she did!"
Inu Boy; "Come on, Kikyou! I *already* egged her house, *and* got nailed for it! What more could you *possibly* want me to do?" (I seemed to notice him leaving out the part about me takling him to the ground... I *wonder* why...)
Queeny;"Publicly humiliater her?" (Gods, that chick has one whiney ass mouth... I don't believe I carried that tone of voice since I was 3.)
Inu Boy;"And just *how* am I supposed to do that? Huh? I thought she was one of those invisible people who nobody really cares enough to laugh at." (Hmm... Guess my reclusiveness is usefull after all...)
Queeny;"All you have to do is do something to her that people couldn't help but laugh at! I wanna see her cry like the baby she is!" (Is it just me, or is Queeny exceptionally cruel?)
Inu Boy;"Fuck that, Kikyou! I don't wanna get into any more trouble than I already have! Her Grampa is scarry!" ( He has nooo clue what he let that bitch get him into.)
Queeny;"But Inuuuuuuuuu!!!" (I would love nothing more then to slap her right now... Serisouly... If a chocolate covered raisin could talk, well, you would have Kikyou's voice... All smooth on the outside, and utterly crappy on the inside... No, wait... I am thinking of her personallity...)
~~~
Well, I think they may have seen me at that point, then they went around the corner to, most likely, further plot my demise. I wonder what it will be... Guess it must be something big if they want to "Make me cry like the baby I am". Inu Boy's punishment begins this weekend. Then the tourture begins... I mean, hey, if they are going to "Make me cry like the baby I am", I might as well have my fun while I can, right?
I have a confession to make... Normally I am not so devious and conniving, but come on, these people are out to get me! I don't know, now that I think about it... I don't know that I can keep this up for the rest of my high school career. I mean, have you ever had someone ploting agaisnt you? Hating you for no good reason? I didn't think so. Well, the truth is, it isn't fun. Why can't they just leave me alone? I swear, if it weren't for Buyo and his stupidly entertianing antics, I might be depressed right now. The sad thing is... I think I have forgotten how to act normal around people. I think I am doomed to forever be a friendless freak.
Grr, Buyo has left me to my own devices. Now I feel sad. Boo Hoo.... I wish dad were here, he would tell me to cheer up, and that things would get better, and I? I would believe every word of it, obsorbing it into me like hot coco, warming me to my very core. Now that I think about it... I haven't had hot coco since he died... Maybe because he was the only one I drank it with... Sometimes, at night, if I had a bad dream, I would wake him up and he would take me down stairs for a steamy cup of chocolaty goodness and tell me funny stories. As I got older, the funny stories changed into nice long conversations about life in general. That was back when I was normal, you know, I had a ton of friends back then... I was maybe even a little popular. God I miss him. Dad, I know you are out there looking down on me, and, well, just know that I still love you!
Inuyasha's slavery begins tomorrow morning. He is supposed to be here at 7am. The bad news is, I have to be awake when he shows... Its not manditory or anything, but I am just not comfortable sleeping when I know he is trouncing around my house... Something about him... I am rather sure I know what it is... But until I am 100% sure, I wont bring it up to him, not sure I will even if I *did* know it for sure. *Sigh* I hate my... ability as my family and I have come to call it. Its nothing but a burden, it hasn't come in handy yet.
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Ok, so chapter 2 is done. I hope you like it... I want at least 20 reviews before I put up chapter 3, and if you think about it, its really not that much! Just 10 for chapter 1 and 10 for chapter 2... I don't think I am demanding much, do you? Well... Ok... Just want a little love! Send me the reviews!!! If you do, I promise I wont obsess about them this much again! (in this fic anyways)...
In chapter 3 we will we Inuyasha's first day working at the shrine... I am thinking it will be partically in his POV too... Just so ya know... Maybe this will spark your curiosity and promote you people to review!!!