*Ok.. I can do this. LONG chapters. L o n g. just have to resist the urge
to post up chapters without restraint, and with a lot of errors before I
can regret it. =P* ehehehe.^^*I'm a new writer and despite me putting up 7
(short -.-;) quick chapters I write relatively slow (plus I have sOOOoooO
much school stuff T.T) and tend to elude details and leave out a lot of
stuff I originally planned to put in, I'm crazily impatient, but I want to
build character depth so I need to be more thoughtful with my chapters
which inevitably leads to slower chapters which are hopefully more rounded
=] (Thanks so much for mentioning it Cappie-chan!!! I'm such a fan of your
work. ::gets starry eyed::)
~~~~~~~~~~~ also special thanks to all those who've reviewed, you guys are the best^^ the motivation to write s'more. Echh so cheesy.-.-; ~~~~~~~~~~~
Only Normal on the Average
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha.
With a small groan of impatience I ignored my hunger pangs. 'iiieee..soo hungry' I thought intelligently. Weighing whether or not to bravely stay it out for my evermore, unpunctual friend and waste away; or make mad dash to the cafeteria, grap -anything- and inhale it.
Ahhh, decisions, decisions. But, then again Cafeteria Food was a choice oxymoron if I ever heard one.
'Sango is soo gonna get it.' Was the settling thought.
When Sango suddenly popped into my range of sight. Immediately I forgave her. Oh. My. God. What was she carrying?? A block of marble? No, it looked more like.. she'd robbed Stone Henge blind.
Ahh what was that?
It was scary.
Sango struggled to breathe, arms hanging limply at her sides as she dropped her frightening load. Nearly on my feet! Probably would have crippled me. Well... It has the appearance of book. Book being such a small word for this monster.
"My art history book." Sango filled in simply, reading my thoughts. Mouth still catching flies I took a moment to gaze suspiciously at the alien object.
"Sorry I was late again, we got our textbooks today, and I was trying to skim it when the bell rang, but... um I had it on my lap and didn't notice it was cutting off the circulation to my legs." ::sheepish grin::
"So I had to wait for sometime to get the feeling back into them and then figure out the best way to carry this thing comfortably." She explained like it was no big thing that she was most likely going to break her back just trying to haul that -book- to her locker.
"500 years of art history baby." Bent down patting it lovingly.
ONLY 500 yea...eeaaa.. I wasn't even going to go there.
I offered to help, but Sango waved me off. I was eternally grateful. Two girls supporting 1/16 of the Great Wall of China, I'd be doing awful on my end, drop it and kill Sango.
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"Kagome" Miroku mused aloud. With an abnormally shrewd and critical eye for the fairer sex; Miroku expertly analyzed, assessed, and explored every crevice of possibility in Kagome Hagurashi.
His mood considerably brightened, pleased with his evaluation.
"Huh?" his forgotten company queried.
"I have a girl."
Inuyasha's interest piqued. "Who is it?" he asked curiously.
"Kagome Hagurashi."
Inuyasha pondered. "Never heard of her."
"But you know her." Miroku slyly stated.
Inuyasha paused. "Who is she? Did you have her résumé?"
"I have something better than a high definition photo, the real thing's standing right over.. there." Miroku pointed at a famishedly restless Kagome standing alone nervously.
Inuyasha's reaction was not pleasant. "Are you fucking crazy?!" his eye twitched. "I thought you had -high- standards, or at least you -had- standards."
"Hey she's not that bad. I talked to her yesterday, real nice girl."
"Nice? Nice!? Yeah, that's going to make Kikyo green with envy. Besides -she- is NOT nice, she outdoes you in the perverted psycho division, did you forget she practically forced herself on me with Kikyo there yesterday, that sicko." Inuyasha assured.
Miroku snorted. "You were making with the love-feast in front of the poor girl's locker man."
"So, who the hell did she think she was getting off with doing -that-; she could have been more verbal."
Now Miroku snickered. "She probably did, but, knowing you, you were probably soo very occupied with other things than listening to -anyone- at the time."
Miroku finished off by making shamefully, inappropriate sounds of little grunts and moans while bracing himself and moving along with his invisible partner.
Inuyasha flashed his most vicious glare.
Hoping his face wasn't as flushed as he felt. Ugh, Miroku always found a way to embarrass him.
"Shut up, you pervert." Inuyasha shot lamely. Inuyasha internally sighed when he did. Damn stupid Miroku.
Miroku shrugged easily. "She's perfect buddy, you've gotta give it a chance." He started again.
Inuyasha sputtered.
Miroku butt in, "Anyway, you don't have an alternative. It's her or nothing, Kikyo's already gotten to all of her friends, her enemies and everyone else with a pulse that we regard as worthy. She probably didn't even consider Kagome."
'ha that's going to be your undoing' he mentally added
"Because she's too .... well naturaled, and down to earth for Kikyo to notice."
"AND she has unseen potential. She's pretty.."
"....." Inuyasha seemed to be waiting for something.
"I really hope you're gonna finish off that sentence with a more befitting adjective." Inuyasha stated plainly.
Miroku frowned. "Now, Inuyasha, she IS." Instinctively swiveling towards the objective. Then winced a little. 'ehhh, so she's not having a bad hair day, it happens to the best of us.' Miroku thought worriedly.
'No, I'm sure, Kagome is a great candidate.' He undoubted himself.
"Oh... I see it now, you're right Miroku, hair girl's just the picture of luminous beauty." Inuyasha sarcastically quipped.
"huuhhhggg..when am I going to get it through you thick skull that Kagome is the only option. I won't help you with anyone else, it's not worth my while." Miroku stubbornly established.
::Long, uncomfortable moments of conflicting thoughts::
"Alright." Inuyasha resigned. Being monosyllabic when he knew he was defeated.
Inuyasha headed towards Kagome, who was by this time, with Sango and her freakishly large textbook.
Miroku was surprised in all rights. What? What is he doing!?? Oh my god, he's gonna ask her NOW? Miroku was suddenly angry. 'That idiot will ruin -everything-' Miroku jolted into action. 'UGH does that guy EVER bother to think, always jumping..'
'too late.'
"Hey, girl." Inuyasha said loudly, not very charming. Within strides Inuyasha was behind her tapping her shoulder.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Kagome's POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Kagome nearly leapt out of her skin. 'SEE,' I thought 'Sango really -could- have died.'
Kagome turned around, expecting someone to ask the time, someone to have mistaken her, someone, anyone.... other than Inuyasha.
'wha...?' Was the coherent thought.
'was he coming over to chew her out like she foretoken yesterday?' She scowled. 'Well, he really has no right. He's just a jerk off looking to upset helpless girls.'
"HEYY, I'm Inuyasha."
Um....
"Excuse me?"
"I thought maybe we could go out sometime." Was the deep, rough command.
Now there was a million and one profane things I could have said to that. There was nothing more I would have liked have at that moment than the strength to pick up Sango's pyramid bottom and flatten Inuyasha's head with it. But, my mouth didn't seem to be working and I didn't even want to test my pyramid picking up abilites. When it did seem to function normally again I settled for my first response.
"No."
*There, see I was suppose to be doing my calc. Hw. But I wanted to do this chapter after getting more nice reviews. =] I know, I stopped right at the beginning of the convo. And Inuyasha's not real suave or even articulate, but that's how I want him right now -.-;;;; ANDD since I'm taking this story slower with more stuff... Sesshoumaru might take a little later to make a major scene T.T ..but I'll try my hardest to start him in in the next chapter or two. Please review. Let me know what you think!* - Trixie
~~~~~~~~~~~ also special thanks to all those who've reviewed, you guys are the best^^ the motivation to write s'more. Echh so cheesy.-.-; ~~~~~~~~~~~
Only Normal on the Average
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha.
With a small groan of impatience I ignored my hunger pangs. 'iiieee..soo hungry' I thought intelligently. Weighing whether or not to bravely stay it out for my evermore, unpunctual friend and waste away; or make mad dash to the cafeteria, grap -anything- and inhale it.
Ahhh, decisions, decisions. But, then again Cafeteria Food was a choice oxymoron if I ever heard one.
'Sango is soo gonna get it.' Was the settling thought.
When Sango suddenly popped into my range of sight. Immediately I forgave her. Oh. My. God. What was she carrying?? A block of marble? No, it looked more like.. she'd robbed Stone Henge blind.
Ahh what was that?
It was scary.
Sango struggled to breathe, arms hanging limply at her sides as she dropped her frightening load. Nearly on my feet! Probably would have crippled me. Well... It has the appearance of book. Book being such a small word for this monster.
"My art history book." Sango filled in simply, reading my thoughts. Mouth still catching flies I took a moment to gaze suspiciously at the alien object.
"Sorry I was late again, we got our textbooks today, and I was trying to skim it when the bell rang, but... um I had it on my lap and didn't notice it was cutting off the circulation to my legs." ::sheepish grin::
"So I had to wait for sometime to get the feeling back into them and then figure out the best way to carry this thing comfortably." She explained like it was no big thing that she was most likely going to break her back just trying to haul that -book- to her locker.
"500 years of art history baby." Bent down patting it lovingly.
ONLY 500 yea...eeaaa.. I wasn't even going to go there.
I offered to help, but Sango waved me off. I was eternally grateful. Two girls supporting 1/16 of the Great Wall of China, I'd be doing awful on my end, drop it and kill Sango.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Kagome" Miroku mused aloud. With an abnormally shrewd and critical eye for the fairer sex; Miroku expertly analyzed, assessed, and explored every crevice of possibility in Kagome Hagurashi.
His mood considerably brightened, pleased with his evaluation.
"Huh?" his forgotten company queried.
"I have a girl."
Inuyasha's interest piqued. "Who is it?" he asked curiously.
"Kagome Hagurashi."
Inuyasha pondered. "Never heard of her."
"But you know her." Miroku slyly stated.
Inuyasha paused. "Who is she? Did you have her résumé?"
"I have something better than a high definition photo, the real thing's standing right over.. there." Miroku pointed at a famishedly restless Kagome standing alone nervously.
Inuyasha's reaction was not pleasant. "Are you fucking crazy?!" his eye twitched. "I thought you had -high- standards, or at least you -had- standards."
"Hey she's not that bad. I talked to her yesterday, real nice girl."
"Nice? Nice!? Yeah, that's going to make Kikyo green with envy. Besides -she- is NOT nice, she outdoes you in the perverted psycho division, did you forget she practically forced herself on me with Kikyo there yesterday, that sicko." Inuyasha assured.
Miroku snorted. "You were making with the love-feast in front of the poor girl's locker man."
"So, who the hell did she think she was getting off with doing -that-; she could have been more verbal."
Now Miroku snickered. "She probably did, but, knowing you, you were probably soo very occupied with other things than listening to -anyone- at the time."
Miroku finished off by making shamefully, inappropriate sounds of little grunts and moans while bracing himself and moving along with his invisible partner.
Inuyasha flashed his most vicious glare.
Hoping his face wasn't as flushed as he felt. Ugh, Miroku always found a way to embarrass him.
"Shut up, you pervert." Inuyasha shot lamely. Inuyasha internally sighed when he did. Damn stupid Miroku.
Miroku shrugged easily. "She's perfect buddy, you've gotta give it a chance." He started again.
Inuyasha sputtered.
Miroku butt in, "Anyway, you don't have an alternative. It's her or nothing, Kikyo's already gotten to all of her friends, her enemies and everyone else with a pulse that we regard as worthy. She probably didn't even consider Kagome."
'ha that's going to be your undoing' he mentally added
"Because she's too .... well naturaled, and down to earth for Kikyo to notice."
"AND she has unseen potential. She's pretty.."
"....." Inuyasha seemed to be waiting for something.
"I really hope you're gonna finish off that sentence with a more befitting adjective." Inuyasha stated plainly.
Miroku frowned. "Now, Inuyasha, she IS." Instinctively swiveling towards the objective. Then winced a little. 'ehhh, so she's not having a bad hair day, it happens to the best of us.' Miroku thought worriedly.
'No, I'm sure, Kagome is a great candidate.' He undoubted himself.
"Oh... I see it now, you're right Miroku, hair girl's just the picture of luminous beauty." Inuyasha sarcastically quipped.
"huuhhhggg..when am I going to get it through you thick skull that Kagome is the only option. I won't help you with anyone else, it's not worth my while." Miroku stubbornly established.
::Long, uncomfortable moments of conflicting thoughts::
"Alright." Inuyasha resigned. Being monosyllabic when he knew he was defeated.
Inuyasha headed towards Kagome, who was by this time, with Sango and her freakishly large textbook.
Miroku was surprised in all rights. What? What is he doing!?? Oh my god, he's gonna ask her NOW? Miroku was suddenly angry. 'That idiot will ruin -everything-' Miroku jolted into action. 'UGH does that guy EVER bother to think, always jumping..'
'too late.'
"Hey, girl." Inuyasha said loudly, not very charming. Within strides Inuyasha was behind her tapping her shoulder.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Kagome's POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Kagome nearly leapt out of her skin. 'SEE,' I thought 'Sango really -could- have died.'
Kagome turned around, expecting someone to ask the time, someone to have mistaken her, someone, anyone.... other than Inuyasha.
'wha...?' Was the coherent thought.
'was he coming over to chew her out like she foretoken yesterday?' She scowled. 'Well, he really has no right. He's just a jerk off looking to upset helpless girls.'
"HEYY, I'm Inuyasha."
Um....
"Excuse me?"
"I thought maybe we could go out sometime." Was the deep, rough command.
Now there was a million and one profane things I could have said to that. There was nothing more I would have liked have at that moment than the strength to pick up Sango's pyramid bottom and flatten Inuyasha's head with it. But, my mouth didn't seem to be working and I didn't even want to test my pyramid picking up abilites. When it did seem to function normally again I settled for my first response.
"No."
*There, see I was suppose to be doing my calc. Hw. But I wanted to do this chapter after getting more nice reviews. =] I know, I stopped right at the beginning of the convo. And Inuyasha's not real suave or even articulate, but that's how I want him right now -.-;;;; ANDD since I'm taking this story slower with more stuff... Sesshoumaru might take a little later to make a major scene T.T ..but I'll try my hardest to start him in in the next chapter or two. Please review. Let me know what you think!* - Trixie