Can't Sleep...




~Okay, let's recap the past five days of your life.

~Day one: the last day of school! You are as happy- and as bored- as you could possibly be, floating off in lala land. Your friend calls you back to Earth and says she has three Backstage Passes to the hottest band around. Something about the lead singer's voice makes you edgy, but she has an extra pass and is practically teasing you. Naturally you want it. Soon, you REALLY want it. Then, way out in the open, you beg for it, on your hands and knees with your head to the ground. They had tricked you into humiliating yourself, but that's not the worst part. You actually go home, PREPARING to beg for your mother's permission. You needn't beg- she's come up with a plan; the senile old woman. Well, she's not yet and that's the problem. You, in order to go to the concert you don't even want to see with your so-called friends, have to agree to bring a guy home with you. You do. That is just the beginning of your oh-so interesting, new, school-free life.

~Day two: One of you maniac friends is behind the wheel of her new convertible with you hanging on for dear life in the back seat. She is going to kill you if she isn't stopped soon. Amazingly no police are in sight. When she finally does pull over, right after going head on into traffic on a 'one-way' street, she laughs and says you're lost. WHAT!?! Oh well. You save the day, become angry, go to a restaurant, get a sugar high, become light-headed, scare a child, break a bed, and- oh just take a wild guess what you did... - You paid all the bills! The hotel, the dinner, the bed- everything! It's now official; they are using you.

~Day three: Day of the concert.... Such a long day. You go to the library, get two books, your friends pick you up with a cloth-filled car- someone was holding back on you! -And you go get ready. The concert starts, curtains rise, memories flood back. Him... The one that ruined your chance at fame by drugging you the same day your father died. That's the reason why that voice irritated you. You go backstage and run into him. He calls you by another girl's name and says that you had ruined his life- in a way. GOOD FOR HER! You correct him; he walks away, leaving you just standing there. You and your friends meet the drummer- he meets your friend's fists. The guy's an idiot! So your trio has now met the band- rather rudely, too. You and 'him' fight, he explains his sisters illness-wonder who she is? - you meet his older half-brother/manager, and receive the surprise of your life... And it isn't pleasant. You'll be spending a week with them- 'him', 'houshi', and 'the stranger with the glint'. Well... You had to go; it's for a birthday- your friend's birthday- that you had forgotten about. Great...

~Day four: Okay, take a deep breath... Drum roll please... REVENGE! Yes, that's right. You finally get revenge on that crazy driver friend of yours. Honey, vinegar, a bit of water, a mouse, the perfect disguise, and a gullible friend are all you need. For fun, add a few teases and a couple of insults- if possible- and you have it! Oh, no... 'They' are in the same hotel and you have a run in with the ringleader. Of course, you fight- you win. HA! Hmm... How about food. You have dinner with 'houshi' and 'still-to-seek-revenge-on' friend. Your mom calls... Total and utter embarrassment! You now have the diner's occupants' undivided attention as they listen to the one-sided conversation. All they can hear is 'boy hunting', 'I don't have one', and 'I'll get one!' Argh! Good Night! Umm...

~Day five: Today- this day's night sounds better- was not your day... You start off by falling off your bed, coming face-to-face with a mouse, running out of your hotel room in kitten and heart pajamas, and locking yourself out. Running down to the front desk- trying to be fast enough for your impatient friends- you trip on a pajama leg and tumble down the stairs. 'The stranger with a glint' happens to be walking up the stairs and, unfortunately for you, gets right in your way and tumbles down with you. You exchange an awkward conversation, get yelled at by 'him', and 'he' calls you 'fangirl', you can't insult him back. Major problem! Well, not as bad as your next problem. Your so-called friends left without you. They just couldn't wait. 'The stranger' comes to the rescue, 'he' argues, 'houshi' gets a thud-free grope on you, and you wind up in 'his' arms... Actually enjoying it. Mental slap- what's wrong with you? 'He' pushes you away and you're fighting yet again... Road trip! (A/N: Wow this day's long... ^_^) You graciously share with 'him'- at least 'he' thinks so. What was that? A movement over to your side alerts you of the presence of another passanger- a spider... S-s-s-s-s-SPIDER! (A/N: Wonder who put that there. *Looks around innocently and whistles* o_o) You swing around blindly and manage to hit everything, save for the spider. The car stops, you jump out, and spot... You smirk evilly. Your friends that left you are stranded. Well.... You get to your destination after many problems occur. You are now 'the stranger's woman- that's what he thinks- and a fight between him and 'him'. Your destination is another problem... You fight over the rooming and then over the T.V. After everything calms down, you find yourself alone in a room with 'him'... That hold you have is awfully tight!~

The movie was almost to its end. It was okay really, but, now that I think about it, it wasn't all that scary. That creature, though... No one was leaving me in a room alone and I made sure of that when Inuyasha got up to leave again.

"Let go!"

"Iie!" I was still holding unto his shirt... I found the security blanket and I wasn't going to let go. He had to be kidding, right? I mean... He jumped, too, after all.

"Let GO OF ME!" He yelled, pulling at my hands in vain. He was mad.

"IIE! Either I'm going with you or you're staying right here!" I said. I sighed, "Blade was the better choice... I knew we shoulda watched that."

"You're a chicken," Inuyasha said, smirking. He knew me a little too well.

"Am not!" I yelled, pushing him away.

"Are too," he said. SAID- no yelling, no screaming- as if it were fact.

"AM NOT!"

"ARE TOO!" Now he was yelling.

"AM NOT!"

"ARE TOO!" he yelled as he walked away.

"Wh-where are you going?" I asked, slumping back into the couch, trying to hide myself. It was awfully quiet with the TV of... And dark.

"None of your business..."

I heard a door slam shut. Now, I was all alone in the dark... It was STILL raining outside. 'That's not good,' I thought. I was terrified of thunder...

***BANG***


"Kyaaaa!" Of course, it just had to do that, didn't it?

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY ROOM!?" I turned around and saw a very angry Inuyasha stomping down the hallway. "GET YOUR FREINDS OUT OF THERE!"

"You don't have to yell and iie, I won't," I said calmly, lying down on the couch. It was going to take forever for me to fall asleep.

"And why the hell not?" He asked, glaring. Wow we all seemed to do that a lot.

"Because-"

***BANG***


"Kyaaaaa!" I buried my face in the couch. I just wanted to sleep! "I'm not moving from here..."

"You're afraid of thunder?" he asked, trying- I could actually tell- to hold back a laugh.

"Hai, so? You're afraid of your brother," I mumbled.

"Keh!"

"And what, exactly, is that supposed to mean?" I asked sarcastically.

"It means that you're a 'w'... Just not saying it," He replied.

I stopped for a minute. He didn't just say that, did he? He actually kept the promise... Even though it was sarcastic on his part, I had to smile. Well, I mean, try not to laugh. It sounded funny; 'it means you're a 'w'...'

***BANG***


"Kyaaa!" I cowered even further. Wasn't it going to STOP!? "I hate thunder," I hissed.

"Keh! Just don't come running to me," he snorted as he lay down on the other couch. I was surprised that he hadn't fought more. Though, I had mentioned his brother...

"Don't worry. I won't."

A few minutes passed. It was getting late, but I couldn't sleep. Inuyasha didn't seem to be bothered at all. He was already sleeping. The sound of rain hitting the roof grew louder. I braced myself, knowing that the loud crashing would start up again. I can't stand thunder (A/N: Hahahaha, I can! ^_^).

***BANG***


"Eh?" I looked around. That wasn't thunder.

"HENTIA!" Sango screeched, storming out of the room. Even through the darkness I could see the steam rolling out of her ears.

"Miss Sango, gomen! I thought that was Inuyasha's room," Miroku told her as he stepped out of the bedroom.

"IT WAS!" She yelled. "Still, if you think that I look like him, you need to get your eyes fixed!" She fumed, sitting down on the couch. MY couch, and I promptly pushed her off. "Ite!" she yelped. Standing up, she looked over and apologized. "I didn't see you there-"

"Sango-chan, what's going on?" I asked. I had a pretty good feeling, but I wasn't certain.

"He climbed into bed with Aya-chan and me!"

"Na-nani?" Okay, I didn't think it was that bad. "Houshi," I hissed through clenched teeth. Poor Ayame, she was probably hiding in the closet or something.

"I didn't know! I thought that was Inuyasha's room," he explained. Again.

"Why in the WORLD would you climb into 'his' bed," I asked, putting extra emphasis on 'his'.

"I. Umm. I'm." He stuttered.

"He's scared of thunder, too," Inuyasha said, rolling over to take in the sceen. "I always have my sisters teddy. Him scared. Sis's teddy. Get the picture?"

"You're kidding, right?" Sango asked flatly. Wow, that sounded awfully familiar.

"Ii-"

"Hai, he was!" Miroku yelled. Covering his friends mouth. "Don't listen to him; he's sleep talking, ne?"

"Then why would you do that?" I asked. He was trapped. And Inuyasha had teased me.

"...I..."

"Waiting..."

"Umm..."

"Hai?"

"...I'm..."

"Alright already! Tell us!" I yelled. "If you don't, there's two ways we can look at it. Either you're afraid of thunder or you're gay."

"Nani? I'm not gay!" Miroku said, clearly offended. "How could you think that?"

"Well. The groping thing could be a cover up." I suggested. "So? Which is it."

***BANG***


"Kyaaaa!"

"Aaaaahh! I want teddy!"

"Hahahahahah!"

"You're afraid of it, too," I said, stating the obvious. I turned to the bunched up blob on the other couch. "And YOU teased me about it!"

"So?"

"Your friend is, too."

"I tease him about it to. ITS IN THE CAR!" he yelled at Miroku, who just kept on pestering him.

"Iiiiieee," he cried in dispair. His security blanket was outside.. Where the lights blinked, water fell, and loud sounds went 'boom!' At least he had one; I didn't.

"I can't believe it," Sango said, shaking her head. "I'm going to bed."

"Is Aya-chan alright?" I asked Sango as she walked away.

"She never woke up."

Why was it that I almost always ended up envying that naïve girl?