Wow^^ I am unbelievably happy that everyone's so nice about " Only Normal
on the Average" ehehe this is so fun to write. So far I feel like I haven't
even scratched the surface of the story yet^^ and it's suppose to be pretty
long. But my chapters are short and I keep on thinking I've done more than
I've actually done. Is this making sense^^* oh well I'm just impatient to
go deeper into the story but I'm stuck on this slow, choppy pace.
Hmmm I want to thank all my fantastic reviewers: Lizzie (I'd lovee to write more and pages long of chapters cept I have an hour or so of extra time on my hands everyday and usually I take it to grab some sleep^^* lol plus I don't think I'd be original enough =p) Anegel Trinton aka HS, holly (lol glad you like it), Naoko Cat Girl (ops, sorry I wasn't clear, heh yeah Sesshoumaru is also a senior like Kagome and Inuyasha, etc. I know he's much older and usually portrayed thusly, but I wanted all of them to be seniors, is that too weird^^*) deleria (omgosh I'm so flattered =], did I mention that I'm absolutely crazy about your stories?? No? then I really really am, in a wildly eccentric way^^. I really should combine the first 3 chapters, I was thinking about it, but even that took too much time and I was forced to drop the issue until I had more spare time.-.-;), Cassandra Sisenta or Krey-Zey (heh =p my chapters are still fairly short -.-;;; I have noo time T.T and I meant this chapter to reveal more but I didn't get around to it, ack sorrry again w/ the time issue =] Mysticnight (glad you liked Sesshy^^) juliemoonstar, Dark Star (lol you're the best reviewer ever =D THANKS for the 'Hitomi' suggestion and Kikyou is pretty evil in this^^) Sierra-Falls, Lady Dark Angel, Anonymous (I really like Sango and her AH book too =] , Lyn/Lin (fluffy will not be slighted^^), Nekomon (oii, that's so flattering^^ *trixie graciously accepts birthday cake*,) ferretbaby (omgosh your too nice =] I'm giddy that you like this story, and yeah Naraku will probably play a sizable role, we'll have to see how he turns out..--; ;] , Amaniachwen (aww, thanks, I really like your story too^^ and I promise to review as soon as I get the chance, or suddenly get really good at writing reviews -.-; which ever comes first =] , kat, Random Reviewer, P.t., Majin Lady Seru (I'm glad I was accurate w/ descriptions of Sesshy^^) velvet twilight (what would Sango be w/o a giant weapon =D), tenshineko (I love exploiting the alternate uses of huge textbooks =) , Akiko (don't worry Inuyasha will have his limelight^^*) , Cappie-chan (I really like Sango/Miroku interludes too^^ and I want to include a lot more of them in the future hopefully), Oyuki (Inuyasha get over himself? Lol^^), and Suey-chan (*sigh* you're so nice thanks for the review!^^).
Only Normal on the Average
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha.
Ok, so you can't blame girls for falling in love with him, much. He was a highly romantic figure, the bane of a girl's existence that she's been impatiently waiting for since reading some cheesy, smutty romance. And all he had to do was sit there. Shrouded in his delicious mystery. Really, an enigma never looked so good. But, I'm getting ahead of myself, it's not like I was smitten or something. I wasn't, Sango and I were probably the only ones with any kind of bearings about us. Then again, maybe I'm giving myself too much credit because it's not like my eye -never- drifted in his general direction ... The classroom was just so highly charged with feelings of intrigue and some other things I'd rather not distinguish it's hard not to mention it or to look a little for that matter.
Sesshoumaru had arrived late to biology. Indifferently, was his last name. Unceremoniously ignoring you, were his first and middle. All and all it made for a long, insufferable name that drove everyone crazy, guys, girls, everyone and not in a necessarily bad way. The guy hadn't bothered to even string two words together since the beginning of class, yet he was palpably elevated to some unattainable pedestal. It kind of made you wonder. I was willing to wager if Sesshoumaru decided to break out in song and dance at any given moment, do a little number on his desk, and then announce to the world that he abhorred humanity and promised to lay waste to it; he'd be appraised somehow and loved better for it.
Now, I'm pretty sure I'm being hypocritical, I wasn't much different when I had first seen him. Admittedly, he's a wonderful kind of eye candy but his 'I've been nonchalant and aloof since coming out of the womb' thing was infuriating. I mean, if I were choking and hacking something awful and on the brink of death he still wouldn't have given me the time of day.
I couldn't quell a sigh, I was zoning out and not leaving well enough alone. Alright, concentrate on the lecture.... just think about ... doing fantastically well in this class, going to college and not making my mother regret giving birth to me. But I felt privately embarrassed when my eyes seemed to cut all ties to my rational mind. The lecture was boring, Sesshoumaru was lovely. It was an indisputable point. My attentions were distracted and I wanted so badly to run out of that crazy class with its sexual tensions stretched all over the place ..... And I was probably contributing to it. Oh, Yuck.
Picking up on my discomfort and involuntary focus with his sadistic sixth sense, he caught my gaze, giving me this freezing look. I shivered.
I tore away from his stupid expressionless stare and lowered my head on my desk, nestled in my arms. Ok, out of my line of sight. No more weird thoughts. Of course, all of this was transparent to Sango.
Finally. I told Sango I wanted to be early for work and streaked out of there, avoiding looking at anyone's face. 'A few more hours, and you can take a hot bath and curl into bed .. ' was the cruelly faraway wish.
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I gingerly balanced the enormous tray as I made my way to the table. It was impossible not to smile. There were these two little toddlers sitting in high chairs, respectively dressed in pink and blue jumpsuits. The blue one had his thumb crammed in his mouth while his other hand firmly gripped the woman's dangling earring. The pink one had the man in an, um head lock (?) and was profoundly fixated on ripping his hair by the roots. It really made for an adorable family picture. I fantasized what it would be like to have two cute, little kids, surrounded by the smell of sweet talcum powder, with a faceless husband .... very home and hearth. It was not really my dream or anything. I don't know why I thought about it.
Marriage. I shuddered at the word. The cake, and rice, and miles of blinding white tulle and lace. Did get me thinking about Hojo and his ... 'proposal'. He had graduated last year but before that he asked me in all seriousness to wait for him so that we might be married. M-a-r-r-i-e-d as in forever.
His hands were so warm and eyes were mild and tender. Boy, did he know how to lay the guilt on thick. I managed to make some weak excuses that he feverently denied. I mean he wasn't pushy or demanding or anything. Just kind of desperate, hopeful, searching. He pledged his eternal love and things were kind of left at that. I know, that was mean of me, but I was totally at a loss on what to do. What could you do? We were still in high school for chrissakes. I should have harshly ended all disillusions that day. But I simply -couldn't- Hojo had been such a -supportive- and -giving- friend and, it might have fanned the tiny little fire that was my vanity, just a bit. Hojo certainly wasn't bad on the eyes and so winsome I was genuinely flattered. I was being selfish egomaniac. God, I really was. Somewhere in the dark corners of my mind I wanted him to be there, to be the backup, the imitation, the substitute in case I ever changed my mind or never found someone. I am such a manipulative jerk.
There I was in my waitress uniform, slouching behind the counter with deep lines of remorseful shame etched on my face; what a sight I must have made when Miroku walked in.
I'll think about this later and wallow in my dishonor when I got home I promised myself. Miroku was headed straight for me. Oh, bother. What now?
This kid was fast to act. "Kagome" he let the word roll out smooth as satin.
"Yes?" It was kind of amusing, his antics that is; he used them even when they were completely useless.
"How have you been?"
'Right, good one Don Juan.'
"Wonderful" I muttered, unslouching and smoothing the imaginary creases on my uniform.
"What do you want Miroku?" I finally met his steady gaze.
"I want a great many things." He replied with a wicked little smile. "What about you?"
I was impatient, "World peace, self-discovery, to buy a few cats and be left alone."
He was disgustingly tranquil, "Kagome, what would you say to becoming the most idolized and revered girl to ever set foot in Beacon Heights." Huh. Right to the point.
"You know exactly what I would say, Miroku." I crooned sweetly. "I would tell you to shove..."
"Kagome. Please."
I sighed. "Why are you doing this? What are you even trying to do?"
"Helping Inuyasha." He answered both questions honestly.
"Look, you could pose as his girlfriend, just for a little bit, and make Kikyo flamingly mad. It'll be fun, it's one of my favorite pastimes."
"And be assassinated in the middle of the night because of her unsound mind. Sounds like a plan, but I think I'll pass."
"It's completely safe, I swear."
"Not interested, go ask someone else." I suggested.
Miroku suddenly found the counter pattern to be endlessly fascinating.
I made a face. "Well, it's always a compliment to know you're a last resort."
"You're not the -last- resort." He lied through his teeth.
"I know you're still a little..uh peeved about lunch, he was being stupid, really. Sure, Inuyasha's an inbred, thoughtless, ego centric drip ...."
Couldn't argue with him there.
"But he's not a bad guy."
"....."
"It'll be painless, do this one little thing out of the kindness of your heart if nothing else."
"......"
"He's really upset about Kikyo, more than he'll ever let on." Miroku murmured in a low, pressing voice.
'Why should I care.' Would have been the ruthlessly reasonable thing to say. What -rude- people and ruder as a couple, trampling over everyone, together. They deserved each other.
I felt sort of sorry for jerk. I was a sap. Why was I even considering this? Was I even considering it or being controlled by supernatural forces? It's not that unbelievable.
I let Miroku sweat the silence some more. I should have punched myself to stop the words from coming out of my big mouth.
"Alright."
Miroku looked shocked, he obviously thought it would take a lot more work. He wasn't alone, I did too. Supposedly after he gave his whole spiel I would have refused in an insulted, ticked off way.
Ugh, I couldn't look at his face, and see him imagining his little Miroku's doing a happy dance on his shoulders.
He moved forward clasping my hands, "Kagome I vow to make you an absolute tearing beauty." His eyes were gleaming in a way that should have sent me screaming from the restaurant.
Instead I retracted my hands with a sniff. "Well, I'm not some backwoods cracker right now." I folded my arms self concisely.
"Of course not." He smoothed over. "But you'll be an original, everyone will be wild about you."
My mouth twitched. What was wrong with him? What was wrong with me? I sighed melodramatically, I've been doing that a lot lately.
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Sitting in a warm tub of scented heaven at long last, and yet all my problems seemed to have followed me home. I sat there stonily for so long, I had to wriggle my toes to feel the warmth again. I was tired of thinking. I slipped deeper into the water, things will turn out how they'll turn out; all that was left to do was to take some time off to properly mourn the death of my normality.
a/n: Ach, I would have posted sooner if ff.net wasn't having so many problems. -.-; Reviews are always nice. =] please review! I might even be inclined to tear away from hw to get another chapter out^^ Ja!
Hmmm I want to thank all my fantastic reviewers: Lizzie (I'd lovee to write more and pages long of chapters cept I have an hour or so of extra time on my hands everyday and usually I take it to grab some sleep^^* lol plus I don't think I'd be original enough =p) Anegel Trinton aka HS, holly (lol glad you like it), Naoko Cat Girl (ops, sorry I wasn't clear, heh yeah Sesshoumaru is also a senior like Kagome and Inuyasha, etc. I know he's much older and usually portrayed thusly, but I wanted all of them to be seniors, is that too weird^^*) deleria (omgosh I'm so flattered =], did I mention that I'm absolutely crazy about your stories?? No? then I really really am, in a wildly eccentric way^^. I really should combine the first 3 chapters, I was thinking about it, but even that took too much time and I was forced to drop the issue until I had more spare time.-.-;), Cassandra Sisenta or Krey-Zey (heh =p my chapters are still fairly short -.-;;; I have noo time T.T and I meant this chapter to reveal more but I didn't get around to it, ack sorrry again w/ the time issue =] Mysticnight (glad you liked Sesshy^^) juliemoonstar, Dark Star (lol you're the best reviewer ever =D THANKS for the 'Hitomi' suggestion and Kikyou is pretty evil in this^^) Sierra-Falls, Lady Dark Angel, Anonymous (I really like Sango and her AH book too =] , Lyn/Lin (fluffy will not be slighted^^), Nekomon (oii, that's so flattering^^ *trixie graciously accepts birthday cake*,) ferretbaby (omgosh your too nice =] I'm giddy that you like this story, and yeah Naraku will probably play a sizable role, we'll have to see how he turns out..--; ;] , Amaniachwen (aww, thanks, I really like your story too^^ and I promise to review as soon as I get the chance, or suddenly get really good at writing reviews -.-; which ever comes first =] , kat, Random Reviewer, P.t., Majin Lady Seru (I'm glad I was accurate w/ descriptions of Sesshy^^) velvet twilight (what would Sango be w/o a giant weapon =D), tenshineko (I love exploiting the alternate uses of huge textbooks =) , Akiko (don't worry Inuyasha will have his limelight^^*) , Cappie-chan (I really like Sango/Miroku interludes too^^ and I want to include a lot more of them in the future hopefully), Oyuki (Inuyasha get over himself? Lol^^), and Suey-chan (*sigh* you're so nice thanks for the review!^^).
Only Normal on the Average
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha.
Ok, so you can't blame girls for falling in love with him, much. He was a highly romantic figure, the bane of a girl's existence that she's been impatiently waiting for since reading some cheesy, smutty romance. And all he had to do was sit there. Shrouded in his delicious mystery. Really, an enigma never looked so good. But, I'm getting ahead of myself, it's not like I was smitten or something. I wasn't, Sango and I were probably the only ones with any kind of bearings about us. Then again, maybe I'm giving myself too much credit because it's not like my eye -never- drifted in his general direction ... The classroom was just so highly charged with feelings of intrigue and some other things I'd rather not distinguish it's hard not to mention it or to look a little for that matter.
Sesshoumaru had arrived late to biology. Indifferently, was his last name. Unceremoniously ignoring you, were his first and middle. All and all it made for a long, insufferable name that drove everyone crazy, guys, girls, everyone and not in a necessarily bad way. The guy hadn't bothered to even string two words together since the beginning of class, yet he was palpably elevated to some unattainable pedestal. It kind of made you wonder. I was willing to wager if Sesshoumaru decided to break out in song and dance at any given moment, do a little number on his desk, and then announce to the world that he abhorred humanity and promised to lay waste to it; he'd be appraised somehow and loved better for it.
Now, I'm pretty sure I'm being hypocritical, I wasn't much different when I had first seen him. Admittedly, he's a wonderful kind of eye candy but his 'I've been nonchalant and aloof since coming out of the womb' thing was infuriating. I mean, if I were choking and hacking something awful and on the brink of death he still wouldn't have given me the time of day.
I couldn't quell a sigh, I was zoning out and not leaving well enough alone. Alright, concentrate on the lecture.... just think about ... doing fantastically well in this class, going to college and not making my mother regret giving birth to me. But I felt privately embarrassed when my eyes seemed to cut all ties to my rational mind. The lecture was boring, Sesshoumaru was lovely. It was an indisputable point. My attentions were distracted and I wanted so badly to run out of that crazy class with its sexual tensions stretched all over the place ..... And I was probably contributing to it. Oh, Yuck.
Picking up on my discomfort and involuntary focus with his sadistic sixth sense, he caught my gaze, giving me this freezing look. I shivered.
I tore away from his stupid expressionless stare and lowered my head on my desk, nestled in my arms. Ok, out of my line of sight. No more weird thoughts. Of course, all of this was transparent to Sango.
Finally. I told Sango I wanted to be early for work and streaked out of there, avoiding looking at anyone's face. 'A few more hours, and you can take a hot bath and curl into bed .. ' was the cruelly faraway wish.
**************************************
I gingerly balanced the enormous tray as I made my way to the table. It was impossible not to smile. There were these two little toddlers sitting in high chairs, respectively dressed in pink and blue jumpsuits. The blue one had his thumb crammed in his mouth while his other hand firmly gripped the woman's dangling earring. The pink one had the man in an, um head lock (?) and was profoundly fixated on ripping his hair by the roots. It really made for an adorable family picture. I fantasized what it would be like to have two cute, little kids, surrounded by the smell of sweet talcum powder, with a faceless husband .... very home and hearth. It was not really my dream or anything. I don't know why I thought about it.
Marriage. I shuddered at the word. The cake, and rice, and miles of blinding white tulle and lace. Did get me thinking about Hojo and his ... 'proposal'. He had graduated last year but before that he asked me in all seriousness to wait for him so that we might be married. M-a-r-r-i-e-d as in forever.
His hands were so warm and eyes were mild and tender. Boy, did he know how to lay the guilt on thick. I managed to make some weak excuses that he feverently denied. I mean he wasn't pushy or demanding or anything. Just kind of desperate, hopeful, searching. He pledged his eternal love and things were kind of left at that. I know, that was mean of me, but I was totally at a loss on what to do. What could you do? We were still in high school for chrissakes. I should have harshly ended all disillusions that day. But I simply -couldn't- Hojo had been such a -supportive- and -giving- friend and, it might have fanned the tiny little fire that was my vanity, just a bit. Hojo certainly wasn't bad on the eyes and so winsome I was genuinely flattered. I was being selfish egomaniac. God, I really was. Somewhere in the dark corners of my mind I wanted him to be there, to be the backup, the imitation, the substitute in case I ever changed my mind or never found someone. I am such a manipulative jerk.
There I was in my waitress uniform, slouching behind the counter with deep lines of remorseful shame etched on my face; what a sight I must have made when Miroku walked in.
I'll think about this later and wallow in my dishonor when I got home I promised myself. Miroku was headed straight for me. Oh, bother. What now?
This kid was fast to act. "Kagome" he let the word roll out smooth as satin.
"Yes?" It was kind of amusing, his antics that is; he used them even when they were completely useless.
"How have you been?"
'Right, good one Don Juan.'
"Wonderful" I muttered, unslouching and smoothing the imaginary creases on my uniform.
"What do you want Miroku?" I finally met his steady gaze.
"I want a great many things." He replied with a wicked little smile. "What about you?"
I was impatient, "World peace, self-discovery, to buy a few cats and be left alone."
He was disgustingly tranquil, "Kagome, what would you say to becoming the most idolized and revered girl to ever set foot in Beacon Heights." Huh. Right to the point.
"You know exactly what I would say, Miroku." I crooned sweetly. "I would tell you to shove..."
"Kagome. Please."
I sighed. "Why are you doing this? What are you even trying to do?"
"Helping Inuyasha." He answered both questions honestly.
"Look, you could pose as his girlfriend, just for a little bit, and make Kikyo flamingly mad. It'll be fun, it's one of my favorite pastimes."
"And be assassinated in the middle of the night because of her unsound mind. Sounds like a plan, but I think I'll pass."
"It's completely safe, I swear."
"Not interested, go ask someone else." I suggested.
Miroku suddenly found the counter pattern to be endlessly fascinating.
I made a face. "Well, it's always a compliment to know you're a last resort."
"You're not the -last- resort." He lied through his teeth.
"I know you're still a little..uh peeved about lunch, he was being stupid, really. Sure, Inuyasha's an inbred, thoughtless, ego centric drip ...."
Couldn't argue with him there.
"But he's not a bad guy."
"....."
"It'll be painless, do this one little thing out of the kindness of your heart if nothing else."
"......"
"He's really upset about Kikyo, more than he'll ever let on." Miroku murmured in a low, pressing voice.
'Why should I care.' Would have been the ruthlessly reasonable thing to say. What -rude- people and ruder as a couple, trampling over everyone, together. They deserved each other.
I felt sort of sorry for jerk. I was a sap. Why was I even considering this? Was I even considering it or being controlled by supernatural forces? It's not that unbelievable.
I let Miroku sweat the silence some more. I should have punched myself to stop the words from coming out of my big mouth.
"Alright."
Miroku looked shocked, he obviously thought it would take a lot more work. He wasn't alone, I did too. Supposedly after he gave his whole spiel I would have refused in an insulted, ticked off way.
Ugh, I couldn't look at his face, and see him imagining his little Miroku's doing a happy dance on his shoulders.
He moved forward clasping my hands, "Kagome I vow to make you an absolute tearing beauty." His eyes were gleaming in a way that should have sent me screaming from the restaurant.
Instead I retracted my hands with a sniff. "Well, I'm not some backwoods cracker right now." I folded my arms self concisely.
"Of course not." He smoothed over. "But you'll be an original, everyone will be wild about you."
My mouth twitched. What was wrong with him? What was wrong with me? I sighed melodramatically, I've been doing that a lot lately.
*********************************
Sitting in a warm tub of scented heaven at long last, and yet all my problems seemed to have followed me home. I sat there stonily for so long, I had to wriggle my toes to feel the warmth again. I was tired of thinking. I slipped deeper into the water, things will turn out how they'll turn out; all that was left to do was to take some time off to properly mourn the death of my normality.
a/n: Ach, I would have posted sooner if ff.net wasn't having so many problems. -.-; Reviews are always nice. =] please review! I might even be inclined to tear away from hw to get another chapter out^^ Ja!