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AN: HELLO MY SICK AND TWISTED REVIEWERS!!! BWAHAHAHA!! **cough** sorry **cough** OK! I'm sorry I haven't been updating. School has become really hecktic and the only time I can get on is on weekends (and trying to sneak by my parents). SORRY!!! I can guarantee you though, when I get on vacation, (for my school, that would be march) I will update so fast your head'll spin!
^___^
Chapter: 2
Busses, arguments and old friends!
~*~
"SOTAAAAAA!! Get *OFF* me!" Kagome screamed as her little brother stuck to her leg like glue. He wasn't budging and the bus to camp had just arrived.
"KAAAAAAAGOOOOMEEEEEEEEE, PLEASE!!! Don't go! You'll kill yourself! PLEASE!!"
Mrs. Higurashi bent down and pried Sota off of his big sister as his arms and legs flapped every where along with his mouth.
"Have- ouch!- a wonderful- Sota calm down!- time dear!" Kagome's mom managed to say through the wailing. Kagome couldn't help but laugh.
"Don't worry, mama. I will," Kagome climbed onto the first step as the doors shut and she waved goodbye.
Kagome turned around to face the bus.
It was empty.
. . . ?
It was a small bus, that was for sure. One of those mini-buses that only fit 16 people. Eight on each side. But the left side of the bus had actual seats with tags on them. The right side was for luggage.
Kagome looked in the first row briefly before a voice cut her off.
"You must be the Higurashi girl, am I right?"
Kagome spun around in fright but sighed when she saw it was only the bus driver.
The driver had light brown hair that went down to her shoulders. She wore glasses and looked like she could be very fun to talk to. She had a strong build and pale skin.
The driver reached out her hand toward Kagome. "My name's Siobhan. I'm the Camp Shikon bus driver. You're Kagome Higurashi, right?"
Kagome reached out her frail hand and shook Siobhan's gently. "Yes. That's me. Nice to meet you Siobhan."
Siobhan nodded and smiled. "Actually, when I know someone's name, I ask them to use my nickname, Shib."
Kagome smiled. "Ok, Shib," she turned to face the bus. "Where should I sit?"
"Each seat has a name tag on it. Yours, I think, is in the front."
"Oh. Thank you."
"No prob!" Shib put the bus in drive and turned the wheel quickly into the moving traffic. Kagome was tossed into the front seat by the impact.
!!!
'She sure can drive . . .' Kagome thought as she struggled to reach over and put her bags in the opposite side of the bus.
Once she was done, she reached down and grabbed the seat to balance herself out. She looked at the two seats in the first row and found their tags.
One had her name on it. She leaned over and plopped herself down on that seat and pulled out her portable CD player and started listening.
But she was too curious . . .
She slowly drifted her eyes to the tag on the seat next to hers.
The first name on the tag read, 'Sango.' Whoever that was . . .
She continued drowning herself in Sarah McLaughlin and rested her head against the window.
* * *
"STOP NUMBER TWOOOOOO!!" Shib called throughout the intercom. Kagome shot up at the booming voice.
It had been almost an hour without any sound from the reckless driver. They had been pulled over three times for speeding, speeding, and more speeding! And Shib now carried over six hundred dollars worth of tickets.
Kagome breathed in deep as the bus pulled to a stop. "Where are we?"
"We're at a southern part of Tokyo! We're here to pick up three mora' you little devils!"
Kagome raised an eye-brow at the word 'devil' but then closed them again.
The bus door creaked open as Kagome quickly fixed herself in case it was someone she might think was cute . . .
. . .
It wasn't.
Well, not really at least.
The first one to enter the bus was a girl that looked a little younger than Kagome. But only by a little. Possibly a year or so. The girl had deep brown hair that went down to her mid-back. She seemed slightly silent and shy at first.
Shib introduced herself and startled the girl by her strong hand-shake. "The name's Siobhan! But after-" then explaining the nickname process. "What's your name, little missy?"
The girl stuttered slightly and then spoke clearly. "My name's Rin." She said in a quiet tone.
"Well, take a seat Rin! I believe you're in the third row."
Rin nodded, glancing at Kagome before walking toward the back of the bus.
The second one was a guy. He had long black hair that he had in a high pony tail. He was pretty muscular and *kinda* cute . . .
Emphasizing the word 'kinda' . . .
. . . but he still was a real jerk. He pushed passed Shib's welcome and headed toward the back of the bus where his name tag was. Somehow, he knew it was in the fourth and last row . . .
But as he passed Kagome and took in her appearance, he winked.
Kagome wanted to throw up.
But stopped herself when the last person stood onto the bus.
It was another girl.
She had long, strait dark brown hair and her eyes were surrounded by blue and red mascara brushed lightly over her lids. She was very pretty and a little on the tall side too. She was just about Kagome's age. Maybe a little older, even.
The girl stood through Shib's speech and her comment about the boy in the back row. The girl laughed and the boy huffed.
Shib pointed to the seat next to Kagome.
. . .
'Could this be-'
"Hey!" The girl reached her hand out toward Kagome as her other hand put her bags where they were suppose to be. "My name's Sango!"
Kagome's face brightened. She was hoping the 'Sango' person would be nice. And she was right.
Sango sat down and buckled her seat belt as Shib spun out of the bus stop area.
Sango clutched the seat in shock. Kagome was used to it by now though. She could hear Rin whimper slightly at the impact and the boy fall forward without his seatbelt.
Kagome tried to restrain a laugh. "You'll get use to it." She said looking at Sango.
Sango smiled. "I hope so!"
. . .
Kagome couldn't help herself.
"Who's that guy?" She pointed to the back row.
Sango looked back and sighed. "Oh . . . *him*. I've been going to school with him since I can't remember. He's such a jerk. He always picks on my little brother too."
Kagome's eyes widened. "You have a little brother too?"
"Yup. His name is Kohaku. You do too?"
"Yeah! His name is Sota. He didn't actually want me to come here. He said one of the counselors was evil. Anyway, who is he?"
"Oh! Right. His name is Koga." Sango rolled her eyes. "The scared little ball behind us in two rows is Rin. Not related. Koga has a reputation of always getting what he wants. What that *is* I don't want to know."
They both laughed and continued to talk until the bus pulled to yet another stop.
"STOP THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!"
Sango closed her eyes soothingly and rubbed her temples after hearing Shib shout so loudly.
After a few minutes of waiting. Kagome spoke up. "Um . . .Shib?"
"Yeah, devil?"
"Uh. . . right. Anyway, who are the next people?"
"Two little devils this time. Name's are . . . um . . . Miroku and Kikyo." She said looking at the roster. "Actually, the next four all go to the same school. But they decided to take different bus stops. Dunno *why* actually."
"Oh," Kagome mumbled as she sunk back into her seat.
They all waited for at least ten minutes for the two 'devils' to show up.
When they finally did, they were scurrying onto the bus.
The first one to hop on was panting. He was pretty cute actually, black hair with a small rat tail. Very muscular. Seemed humble. "I'm very sorry, miss. We both got caught up in traffic. My mom wanted to give us *both* a ride but I hesitated." He panted a bit more. "I'm really sorry."
"It's okay! Calm down. You must be Miroku. Your seat is right behind Sango there," Shib said pointing to Sango.
Miroku turned around and smirked at the girl he was to sit behind. He looked about his age. That was intriguing to him . . .
He stumbled over and plopped his bags down into the opposite side, never once taking his gaze off Sango.
He leaned over and kneeled on the seat so his head would be right above Sango's. Sango moved quickly out of the way though.
"Well, hello there." Miroku smiled playfully. "You must be the beautiful Sango. I'm the humble Miroku. We should get together an-"
"Not on your life." Sango leaned back and slammed into her seat causing Miroku to fly backward and stumbling out of position. He looked up at a smiling Sango and a chuckling Kagome.
Miroku smiled back. "I like you."
"And what does that mean?" Sango said annoyed.
"It means you're going to be seeing a lot of me at camp."
Sango rolled her eyes and plopped back down in her seat as Kagome smirked more.
Sango was blushing slightly at the 'I like you' line . . .
. . .
This was going to be interesting.
But Kagome was brought out of her thoughts at the gaze of the girl stepping onto the bus steps.
. . .
It was. . .
It was plain eery!
The girl looked *exactly* like Kagome!
True, her hair was straighter and her eyes held a bit more sorrow, but the resemblance was uncanny!
Shib nodded. "You must be Kikyo! Take your seat next to Rin back there."
"Yes, Ma'am." Kikyo nodded and glided toward the third row without a sound,
Placing her bags gently next to her.
* * *
After about an hour of Miroku playfully harassing Sango, Koga shooting Kagome winks and 'a little too friendly' glances, and Rin stuttering to Kikyo, the bus pulled to it's second to last destination.
"STOP FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUR!!"
By this time, everyone was sick of the shouting but they still remained silent.
The door shot open once again and the last two teenagers got on the bus.
They looked a lot alike.
But still carried their differences.
The two guys seemed incredibly annoyed with one another standing next to them. The slightly shorter one shoved the taller one and they began to whisper threats to each other.
Miroku and Kikyo sighed.
Kagome turned to face Miroku. "Who are they?"
Miroku leaned forward so Kagome could hear, but was leaning a little too close. Kagome backed away slightly. Miroku sighed. "That's Inu-Yasha and Sesshomaru. They're brothers. Well, *half* brothers I should say. Their father got around, you see-"
Kagome's eyes narrowed. "More about *them* Miroku. Not how they were born." Miroku chuckled.
"Inu-Yasha is my best friend. He wants to have a cold heart like his brother but he doesn't. Sesshomaru is in one grade higher than Inu-Yasha. Nothing major. But they have sibling rivalry issues. I'll leave it at that."
Kagome nodded and turned to face the long-silver haired boys in front of her.
Sesshomaru was definitely a bit taller that Inu-Yasha.
They both headed to their seats. Sesshomaru's was with Koga, and Inu- Yasha's was with-
. . .
Oh gods.
Inu-Yasha was right behind Kagome!
Kagome began to shiver but stopped when she noticed that Inu-Yasha's golden eyes were staring right at her.
Even though his eyes looked frightening, Kagome couldn't seem to stop looking at them.
It was - odd.
Inu-Yasha mumbled before chuckling at Kagome. "You sure have gotten yourself changed, Kikyo."
Kagome raised an eye brow and then understood.
He thought Kagome was Kikyo.
She didn't blame him though.
"You mean, her?" Kagome said pointing to Kikyo in her row.
Inu-Yasha followed where her finger was pointing.
His eyes widened as Kikyo's stared coldly back.
Inu-Yasha flicked his gaze at Kagome, then Kikyo, then Kagome, then Kikyo, then finally, back to Kagome.
"I guess you're not her."
Kagome smiled slightly-
"Kikyo's prettier."
-then shot a frown.
'Boy, he sure knows how to ruin a moment . . .'
Kikyo spoke up. "I'm glad you think so Inu-Yasha." She said smiling.
"Don't push it, wench." He shot back at her.
He sat down right next to Miroku and behind Kagome.
Kagome just stared at him.
Inu-Yasha took note of this.
"What're you looking at, bitch?"
Kagome shot back a bit before speaking. "First of all, I was looking at nothing. Absolutely nothing."
The entire bus chuckled.
"And second of all, my name is not 'bitch'. Got that? It's 'Kagome'. Ka- Go- Me." She groaned and sunk back into her seat as Sango managed a low five from her.
"Whatever, bitch." Inu-Yasha mumbled under his breath as Kagome sighed angrily.
This was going to be a looooooong bus ride . . .
~*~
~Kitsune Ria
AN: I hope that makes up for not updating. And to my school friends, yes. That was suppose to be based on Siobhan in class VI. ^___^
AN: HELLO MY SICK AND TWISTED REVIEWERS!!! BWAHAHAHA!! **cough** sorry **cough** OK! I'm sorry I haven't been updating. School has become really hecktic and the only time I can get on is on weekends (and trying to sneak by my parents). SORRY!!! I can guarantee you though, when I get on vacation, (for my school, that would be march) I will update so fast your head'll spin!
^___^
Chapter: 2
Busses, arguments and old friends!
~*~
"SOTAAAAAA!! Get *OFF* me!" Kagome screamed as her little brother stuck to her leg like glue. He wasn't budging and the bus to camp had just arrived.
"KAAAAAAAGOOOOMEEEEEEEEE, PLEASE!!! Don't go! You'll kill yourself! PLEASE!!"
Mrs. Higurashi bent down and pried Sota off of his big sister as his arms and legs flapped every where along with his mouth.
"Have- ouch!- a wonderful- Sota calm down!- time dear!" Kagome's mom managed to say through the wailing. Kagome couldn't help but laugh.
"Don't worry, mama. I will," Kagome climbed onto the first step as the doors shut and she waved goodbye.
Kagome turned around to face the bus.
It was empty.
. . . ?
It was a small bus, that was for sure. One of those mini-buses that only fit 16 people. Eight on each side. But the left side of the bus had actual seats with tags on them. The right side was for luggage.
Kagome looked in the first row briefly before a voice cut her off.
"You must be the Higurashi girl, am I right?"
Kagome spun around in fright but sighed when she saw it was only the bus driver.
The driver had light brown hair that went down to her shoulders. She wore glasses and looked like she could be very fun to talk to. She had a strong build and pale skin.
The driver reached out her hand toward Kagome. "My name's Siobhan. I'm the Camp Shikon bus driver. You're Kagome Higurashi, right?"
Kagome reached out her frail hand and shook Siobhan's gently. "Yes. That's me. Nice to meet you Siobhan."
Siobhan nodded and smiled. "Actually, when I know someone's name, I ask them to use my nickname, Shib."
Kagome smiled. "Ok, Shib," she turned to face the bus. "Where should I sit?"
"Each seat has a name tag on it. Yours, I think, is in the front."
"Oh. Thank you."
"No prob!" Shib put the bus in drive and turned the wheel quickly into the moving traffic. Kagome was tossed into the front seat by the impact.
!!!
'She sure can drive . . .' Kagome thought as she struggled to reach over and put her bags in the opposite side of the bus.
Once she was done, she reached down and grabbed the seat to balance herself out. She looked at the two seats in the first row and found their tags.
One had her name on it. She leaned over and plopped herself down on that seat and pulled out her portable CD player and started listening.
But she was too curious . . .
She slowly drifted her eyes to the tag on the seat next to hers.
The first name on the tag read, 'Sango.' Whoever that was . . .
She continued drowning herself in Sarah McLaughlin and rested her head against the window.
* * *
"STOP NUMBER TWOOOOOO!!" Shib called throughout the intercom. Kagome shot up at the booming voice.
It had been almost an hour without any sound from the reckless driver. They had been pulled over three times for speeding, speeding, and more speeding! And Shib now carried over six hundred dollars worth of tickets.
Kagome breathed in deep as the bus pulled to a stop. "Where are we?"
"We're at a southern part of Tokyo! We're here to pick up three mora' you little devils!"
Kagome raised an eye-brow at the word 'devil' but then closed them again.
The bus door creaked open as Kagome quickly fixed herself in case it was someone she might think was cute . . .
. . .
It wasn't.
Well, not really at least.
The first one to enter the bus was a girl that looked a little younger than Kagome. But only by a little. Possibly a year or so. The girl had deep brown hair that went down to her mid-back. She seemed slightly silent and shy at first.
Shib introduced herself and startled the girl by her strong hand-shake. "The name's Siobhan! But after-" then explaining the nickname process. "What's your name, little missy?"
The girl stuttered slightly and then spoke clearly. "My name's Rin." She said in a quiet tone.
"Well, take a seat Rin! I believe you're in the third row."
Rin nodded, glancing at Kagome before walking toward the back of the bus.
The second one was a guy. He had long black hair that he had in a high pony tail. He was pretty muscular and *kinda* cute . . .
Emphasizing the word 'kinda' . . .
. . . but he still was a real jerk. He pushed passed Shib's welcome and headed toward the back of the bus where his name tag was. Somehow, he knew it was in the fourth and last row . . .
But as he passed Kagome and took in her appearance, he winked.
Kagome wanted to throw up.
But stopped herself when the last person stood onto the bus.
It was another girl.
She had long, strait dark brown hair and her eyes were surrounded by blue and red mascara brushed lightly over her lids. She was very pretty and a little on the tall side too. She was just about Kagome's age. Maybe a little older, even.
The girl stood through Shib's speech and her comment about the boy in the back row. The girl laughed and the boy huffed.
Shib pointed to the seat next to Kagome.
. . .
'Could this be-'
"Hey!" The girl reached her hand out toward Kagome as her other hand put her bags where they were suppose to be. "My name's Sango!"
Kagome's face brightened. She was hoping the 'Sango' person would be nice. And she was right.
Sango sat down and buckled her seat belt as Shib spun out of the bus stop area.
Sango clutched the seat in shock. Kagome was used to it by now though. She could hear Rin whimper slightly at the impact and the boy fall forward without his seatbelt.
Kagome tried to restrain a laugh. "You'll get use to it." She said looking at Sango.
Sango smiled. "I hope so!"
. . .
Kagome couldn't help herself.
"Who's that guy?" She pointed to the back row.
Sango looked back and sighed. "Oh . . . *him*. I've been going to school with him since I can't remember. He's such a jerk. He always picks on my little brother too."
Kagome's eyes widened. "You have a little brother too?"
"Yup. His name is Kohaku. You do too?"
"Yeah! His name is Sota. He didn't actually want me to come here. He said one of the counselors was evil. Anyway, who is he?"
"Oh! Right. His name is Koga." Sango rolled her eyes. "The scared little ball behind us in two rows is Rin. Not related. Koga has a reputation of always getting what he wants. What that *is* I don't want to know."
They both laughed and continued to talk until the bus pulled to yet another stop.
"STOP THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!"
Sango closed her eyes soothingly and rubbed her temples after hearing Shib shout so loudly.
After a few minutes of waiting. Kagome spoke up. "Um . . .Shib?"
"Yeah, devil?"
"Uh. . . right. Anyway, who are the next people?"
"Two little devils this time. Name's are . . . um . . . Miroku and Kikyo." She said looking at the roster. "Actually, the next four all go to the same school. But they decided to take different bus stops. Dunno *why* actually."
"Oh," Kagome mumbled as she sunk back into her seat.
They all waited for at least ten minutes for the two 'devils' to show up.
When they finally did, they were scurrying onto the bus.
The first one to hop on was panting. He was pretty cute actually, black hair with a small rat tail. Very muscular. Seemed humble. "I'm very sorry, miss. We both got caught up in traffic. My mom wanted to give us *both* a ride but I hesitated." He panted a bit more. "I'm really sorry."
"It's okay! Calm down. You must be Miroku. Your seat is right behind Sango there," Shib said pointing to Sango.
Miroku turned around and smirked at the girl he was to sit behind. He looked about his age. That was intriguing to him . . .
He stumbled over and plopped his bags down into the opposite side, never once taking his gaze off Sango.
He leaned over and kneeled on the seat so his head would be right above Sango's. Sango moved quickly out of the way though.
"Well, hello there." Miroku smiled playfully. "You must be the beautiful Sango. I'm the humble Miroku. We should get together an-"
"Not on your life." Sango leaned back and slammed into her seat causing Miroku to fly backward and stumbling out of position. He looked up at a smiling Sango and a chuckling Kagome.
Miroku smiled back. "I like you."
"And what does that mean?" Sango said annoyed.
"It means you're going to be seeing a lot of me at camp."
Sango rolled her eyes and plopped back down in her seat as Kagome smirked more.
Sango was blushing slightly at the 'I like you' line . . .
. . .
This was going to be interesting.
But Kagome was brought out of her thoughts at the gaze of the girl stepping onto the bus steps.
. . .
It was. . .
It was plain eery!
The girl looked *exactly* like Kagome!
True, her hair was straighter and her eyes held a bit more sorrow, but the resemblance was uncanny!
Shib nodded. "You must be Kikyo! Take your seat next to Rin back there."
"Yes, Ma'am." Kikyo nodded and glided toward the third row without a sound,
Placing her bags gently next to her.
* * *
After about an hour of Miroku playfully harassing Sango, Koga shooting Kagome winks and 'a little too friendly' glances, and Rin stuttering to Kikyo, the bus pulled to it's second to last destination.
"STOP FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUR!!"
By this time, everyone was sick of the shouting but they still remained silent.
The door shot open once again and the last two teenagers got on the bus.
They looked a lot alike.
But still carried their differences.
The two guys seemed incredibly annoyed with one another standing next to them. The slightly shorter one shoved the taller one and they began to whisper threats to each other.
Miroku and Kikyo sighed.
Kagome turned to face Miroku. "Who are they?"
Miroku leaned forward so Kagome could hear, but was leaning a little too close. Kagome backed away slightly. Miroku sighed. "That's Inu-Yasha and Sesshomaru. They're brothers. Well, *half* brothers I should say. Their father got around, you see-"
Kagome's eyes narrowed. "More about *them* Miroku. Not how they were born." Miroku chuckled.
"Inu-Yasha is my best friend. He wants to have a cold heart like his brother but he doesn't. Sesshomaru is in one grade higher than Inu-Yasha. Nothing major. But they have sibling rivalry issues. I'll leave it at that."
Kagome nodded and turned to face the long-silver haired boys in front of her.
Sesshomaru was definitely a bit taller that Inu-Yasha.
They both headed to their seats. Sesshomaru's was with Koga, and Inu- Yasha's was with-
. . .
Oh gods.
Inu-Yasha was right behind Kagome!
Kagome began to shiver but stopped when she noticed that Inu-Yasha's golden eyes were staring right at her.
Even though his eyes looked frightening, Kagome couldn't seem to stop looking at them.
It was - odd.
Inu-Yasha mumbled before chuckling at Kagome. "You sure have gotten yourself changed, Kikyo."
Kagome raised an eye brow and then understood.
He thought Kagome was Kikyo.
She didn't blame him though.
"You mean, her?" Kagome said pointing to Kikyo in her row.
Inu-Yasha followed where her finger was pointing.
His eyes widened as Kikyo's stared coldly back.
Inu-Yasha flicked his gaze at Kagome, then Kikyo, then Kagome, then Kikyo, then finally, back to Kagome.
"I guess you're not her."
Kagome smiled slightly-
"Kikyo's prettier."
-then shot a frown.
'Boy, he sure knows how to ruin a moment . . .'
Kikyo spoke up. "I'm glad you think so Inu-Yasha." She said smiling.
"Don't push it, wench." He shot back at her.
He sat down right next to Miroku and behind Kagome.
Kagome just stared at him.
Inu-Yasha took note of this.
"What're you looking at, bitch?"
Kagome shot back a bit before speaking. "First of all, I was looking at nothing. Absolutely nothing."
The entire bus chuckled.
"And second of all, my name is not 'bitch'. Got that? It's 'Kagome'. Ka- Go- Me." She groaned and sunk back into her seat as Sango managed a low five from her.
"Whatever, bitch." Inu-Yasha mumbled under his breath as Kagome sighed angrily.
This was going to be a looooooong bus ride . . .
~*~
~Kitsune Ria
AN: I hope that makes up for not updating. And to my school friends, yes. That was suppose to be based on Siobhan in class VI. ^___^
