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My Will Chapter 8: Cookies Before Lunch"Miroku, Miss Higurashi is here for her—" The red haired nurse stopped abruptly in the doorway to the psychiatrist's office, her face turning a deep red color to match her freckles. Miroku, however, did not seem to notice. His attention happened to be on another nurse… who conveniently seemed to be in his lap.
The nurse turned an even deeper shade of red as she loudly cleared her throat to get the man's attention. The nurse in his lap jumped at the sound, leaping to her feet.
"Uh… where did you say those files where, Miroku?" She asked, staring at the floor with her hands clasped behind her back.
Miroku got the hint, nodding as he answered her, "In the third cabinet to your left, Miss Kayami." He looked up to find the red haired spoiler-of-all-fun, standing in the doorway. Her arms were crossed, and she tapped her foot in an angry sort of manner.
"Miroku, you have a patient that I hope you haven't forgotten about," She said darkly, her green eyes narrowing at him. The blush had left her cheeks, as her anger surfaced.
"Uh, yes. Sorry about that. Send her right in." He looked away from her, staring at the disarray of papers on his desk.
The red haired nurse ushered Kagome in, seeing her to her seat quickly. Green eyes ablaze, she roughly grabbed Miss Kayami's arm, dragging her out of the office.
Miroku watched the two leave, flinching as the oak door slammed behind them. Clearing his throat, he turned to Kagome. "Ah, yes Miss Higurashi…" He muttered, sifting through the papers on his desk before he found hers at the bottom, "How have you been doing in the past few days?" He clipped her papers to his clipboard, pulling out a pen.
Kagome's face was a deep shade of red. She had seen the entire thing as she had peered over the short nurse's head. Now she understood Sango's feelings about this man. "Fine," She answered stiffly, refusing to look him in the eyes. Her trust in him had gone.
Miroku sighed deeply. For a moment, he cursed his wandering emotions, as well as his wandering hands. This would be another patient set back by his ignorant, and teenage like behavior. "Forgive me, Miss Higurashi," He hung his head, "I may have a slight problem when it comes to keeping my emotions in check," He cleared his throat, "But it is of the utmost importance that you continue trusting me…"
Kagome turned towards the globe in the corner, refusing to speak with him at all. Miroku sighed again, putting the clipboard and pen down on his desk.
"Let's be friends," He said, "I know it sounds stupid, but… let's be friends. I admit that I am not perfect, as you are not either. Friends trust each other. So tell me exactly what's on your mind."
Kagome thought about this for a moment. His little speech wasn't even close to convincing. In fact, it made her want to throw something at him. But she was well aware that if she didn't talk to this man, then she would never be let out. Taking a deep breath, Kagome said the first thing on her mind:
"I'm really, really hungry..."
Miroku smiled, bending down to get to the drawers under his desk. After some shuffling, he reappeared, a blue bag in hand. Swiftly, he plucked out a chocolate chip cookie and held it out to her.
"Peace offering?"
Kagome sighed. She was going to get fat if she kept eating all of these cookies he was offering. Though, she took it nonetheless.
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"InuYasha, aren't you coming to dinner with us?" Sango asked. She stood at the doorway to his room, leaning up against it with her arms crossed. The casual green dress she wore came down just past her knees, Kagome noted. She eyed her own blue dress thoughtfully, fingering the seam that came to just above her mid-thy. As a draft blew in from somewhere, the girl began to wonder why she only seemed to own short skirts.
"No. I'm gonna stay here," Came the rough reply from the bed, causing Kagome to pay attention once more. Next to her, Sango shrugged, "Suit yourself." With that she turned and began to walk towards the elevator. Kagome waved quickly to InuYasha before following.
"It seems that all I do here is eat and sleep," Kagome mused. Sango slowed her pace to match the other girl's as they walked.
"Don't forget your sessions," Sango smiled, looking up cheerfully, "I didn't have one today. Luckily it was cancelled due to a meeting Miroku had to. Something about his 'more than friendly' treatment of the nurses," She rolled her eyes. Kagome noticed the girl's pace quicken slightly as if she were irritated.
"Are you okay?" Kagome asked, speeding up, "You seem… edgy."
Sango flushed slightly under Kagome's gaze, her shoulders suddenly stiffening, "I'm fine. I could care less about that jerk!" And with that, she pushed the button in the elevator slightly harder than necessary.
Kagome smiled, shaking her head.
It wasn't long before they reached the cafeteria. Kagome took in a deep breath, filling her nostrils with the familiar scents around her. It was the smell of cleaning products, with the strong scent of… Kagome sighed. It was macaroni and cheese. The monkeys in the kitchens couldn't even seem to get that right.
Even though it was a cafeteria, it was always strangely quiet. Only every once in a while did someone yell or talk loudly, and that just meant that they were having a break down of some sort. Someone being dragged out of the place kicking and screaming was not an uncommon sight.
Kagome sat down with her lunch across from Sango in one of the few round tables near the barred windows. The windows were high, allowing little light in, but the florescent light strips on the ceiling more than made up for it.
"Sango?" Kagome asked, after eating in silence for quite some time, "I wanted to ask you something."
"Go ahead, Kagome," The girl replied, putting down her fork. Suddenly, Kagome felt foolish for asking such a thing. She could feel the blush creeping up her cheeks as she asked, "How can you tell if someone likes you?"
Sango's eyes widened slightly at the question. She obviously had not been expecting that. After a few moments of deliberation in which she took up her fork and picked up a piece of broccoli, she answered, "I suppose if they want to be with you. I mean, if they make an effort to talk to you and be with you whenever possible. If they're always staring straight into your eyes when your talking to them; things like that. Does that help?"
Kagome nodded awkwardly, smiling slightly, "Yeah. Thanks, Sango." She continued to eat as her mind began to pick apart what the girl had just said. InuYasha did not make an effort to talk to her… but then again, the silence always seemed to be comfortable when she was with him. He didn't make an effort to be around her, though, and he rarely looked into her eyes unless he was angry with her. But every time he did… She sighed dreamily at the mere thought. It always took her breath away.
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Kagome made up her mind to tell InuYasha how she felt. She would do it after dinner. No doubt that he'd still be in that room of his, brooding away on that squeaky bed. She let out a shaky breath, her nerves rising.
Reaching his room, Kagome knocked lightly on the frame of the open door, peering inside. The bed sheets lay neatly folded, save for the imprint of a tall teenage boy in the center. The actual boy, however, was missing.
Kagome felt her stomach drop. How disappointing! She would find him though, even if it took all night.
With a determined look on her face, Kagome turned towards the opposite hallway. Walking quickly, she sought to find the game room. Perhaps he was playing billiards again?
Turning the corner, Kagome halted, her loose hair flying about her face. She looked on in dismay at the scene before her, feeling as though her heart was shattering inside her chest at that very moment.
InuYasha stood in the middle of the hallway, bending over to kiss the lips of a certain black haired nurse…
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