A/N: OMG!!! It's chapter 8 already!!! Can you believe this?? It's a record. This is yet the longest fanfic (not fic tho) I've ever written!!! *wipes away tear* One more exam to go!! And it's the weekend!! I can study on Sunday!! …maybe…^^;;
Today was one of the craziest day tho… 3 assignments due and one exam… the pain… I have actually written half of this chapter ages ago, it was just that things got in the way that I didn't get to actually finish it till now…
I read through last chapter right after I updated, and I realised how badly written it was… Sorry, peoples!! I haven't updated in ages and just wanted to get it out of the way… This one would be better, I promise!!
And btw, I've got a new title!! Tell me whether it's better or worse… Will change it next update…
Disclaimer: I own Inuyasha because I can speak and write Japanese. I own Inuyasha because I can think up the coolest couple ever: Miroku and Sango. Note the sarcasm…
Reason
By dEeYaN
Chapter Eight – A Pervert's Thoughts
It was way too cold to be out of bed that morning. It was one of those mornings where it's all cold and dark and cloudy and bed is just the best place to be. We often take for granted our ability to do simple things without much effort. This was one of those mornings where you regret having such annoying eye muscles that just had to be controlling your eyelids and won't open no matter how hard you tried. And a body that was all limp and tired and dead…
Well, not exactly dead, but feels like it… Who needs school? Another thing we always take for granted, our ability to get up and go to school without being sleepy. Such a blessing it is… Another five minutes, we'd think… and another one… and… another… and scientists claim that we need hours of sleep every night! Even ten hours aren't enough!!!
"BRRRRIIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!"
And someone up there just can't let you be happy for once. Even intimate objects hate you!! Groaning, you'd reach out to kill that object that had been invented by someone who must've had a really bad case of insomnia and envied people who actually had lives…
'Rude, rude, rude, RUDE alarm clock must DIE!!!' Miroku reached out to turn off his alarm clock, but ended up landing on the floor due to gravity and sleepiness combined.
"BRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGG!!!!!" the alarm clock went on like there was no today, I mean, tomorrow. I mean… forget it…
"…die…" Miroku 'punished' the rude alarm clock by taking away its ability to speak (A/N: alarm clocks speaks??). His task done, Miroku collapsed on the floor once again, too tired to be bothered getting back in bed.
"MIROKU!!" Mushin's voice woke Miroku up once again.
"Rude people of the world!" Miroku jumped up.
Sighing, he started to get ready. Despite his laziness, once he gets up, he'll never go back to bed if it can be helped. He swore those rude beings had a conspiracy against him, it was quite amusing listening to his own narration towards his surroundings too…
Already wide-awake by the time he came down for breakfast, Miroku's memories of the previous day started coming back. That girl, what was her name again? Sango… yeah, that was it! She was amusing. He couldn't hold back yesterday in the bus and groped her. It was her fault for being so close to him, though! It looked like she was asking for it! Nope, it wasn't his fault at all. Miroku nodded to himself for better measure.
Anyway, as he was thinking before, that Sango girl had certainly made his day yesterday. She was one of those girls who pretend that they're all tough outside. Those girls who'd be blushing like everything just because of something simple, it won't be any challenge winning their hearts. She was actually quite pretty like her types usually are, quite good looking but are more of a guy's best friend rather than a girlfriend.
He hadn't realized that she was Kagome's friend until she tensed and moved, but what had been started cannot be ended so suddenly, so he had kept his hand where it was. He had thought she'd scream or bash him up then and there, forgetting the fact that they were in a moving vehicle and standing up too. But she had done none of those; her reaction was completely new to him.
Thank God for the Physics of moving (and jerking) vehicles and disgusting slippery floor causing his foot to move at the last minute. Her expression was just priceless! That was certainly a moment he'd remember forever. Well, maybe not forever, but close enough…
Kicking Mushin, who was back to being drunk, on his way out, Miroku slapped himself mentally. He probably should stop being such a playboy. Analysing every single girl he met could be bad for his health, he'd never know… Considering his knowledge, he could write a book on how to win girls by now. Who cares, though? It's not like he's doing it just because he found it amusing or anything. Everything has its own reason to happen…
He grimaced despite himself as he climbed into the bus. Sango is SO going to kill him this morning. He owes his existence in the world today to luck since for some reason, Sango wasn't on the bus home yesterday.
'I'll just hope for the best and ignore the possibility that she might've had a breakdown due to my actions yesterday,' Miroku was once again amused by his own self. He can be so sarcastic sometimes…
But her expression was just priceless, he could've easily made another Mastercard ad from it. It was even worth giving up his seat to that Kaede-lady. He was already in his class yesterday, waiting for the Chemistry teacher and trying not to laugh at the memory of the morning's event in case someone decided to send him off to an asylum, when he heard her scream. That was the highlight of his day, it was all he could do to look innocent and wonder what on Earth was happening with the rest of the class.
Miroku felt the bus jerk to a stop, Sango's stop. Perhaps being the playboy he was, he had also captured Lady Luck's heart at some point in time for, just before Sango got in the bus, an extremely tall guy with an afro on sat down in the last seat available: the one right in front of Miroku.
Miroku chuckled to himself when he saw Sango scanning the crowd and giving death glares to any guys in their school uniforms, as if looking for someone in particular. Smirking, Miroku watched her sigh in exasperation and then started staring out of the window. She was standing at the exact same spot as she was yesterday, Miroku could see her perfectly through the guy's afro, but she didn't even suspect his presence in the bus.
He probably shouldn't have hinted to Kagome about what he did. Thank God for the love for Oden that Kagome possessed. The mere mention of it had distracted her from what would've otherwise been Kagome's three-hours-or-more-speech-on-how-to-treat-women. Kagome could be so predictable sometimes…
Actually almost all girls are. Even the toughest of them are just all acts and nothing else. They'd still melt if you say something sweet. It's quite easy, really, once you get the hang of it.
Miroku was brought back down to earth when he felt the bus jerk to stop at their school. He looked up to find Sango glaring, not only daggers, but also any any other objects which had sharp points, even newly sharpened pencils. Miroku laughed inwardly at his little lame joke. He hadn't realised the afro-wearer leaving the stop before because he was too caught in his thoughts. So much for Lady Luck being on his side.
Nonetheless, Sango wasn't only glaring, but also had the most manic smile on her face that made even Miroku cower. To think that he, the playboyest playboy and the pervertest pervert imaginable, could get scared of a girl! That was just funny, Miroku thought to himself while smiling an ironic smile. Even if she does look like she DOES mean to mash him up to resemble mashed potatoes. Mashed potatoes are tasty, but Miroku wasn't that sure he wanted to know how it felt to be one…
He was used to getting bashed up by girls by now. Except that most of the time, the girls are just weak and the strong ones are too broken hearted to hit full strength. He had to admit, it was never pleasant breaking their hearts, but it was for the best. Someone cursed like him shouldn't be allowed to be happy. He deserved all those bashing up; indeed, sometimes it was like a reminder that all he could be is a heart breaker.
He shouldn't have tried anything to Sango for various reasons. One, she was Kagome's friend, Kagome's friends always had his respects. Two, it was too early to do anything, he should've captured her heart first, so the punishment wouldn't hurt too much. Ah well… What has been done is done. Sango looked like she wanted it anyway, Miroku sighed.
He needn't be told that he was cruel. He already knew to begin with and there are certain people who would constantly remind him in case he forgot. What will come, will come, Miroku sighed yet again and stepped out of the bus, ready to be beaten up to a pulp and to be late for class, when he was only meters away.
All he can do now is pray that maybe, just maybe, he'd be lucky and Sango would believe him and get charmed by his charming smile. Somehow, for uncomprehendible reasons, Miroku didn't really believe it would happen. As if he wouldn't!
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A/N: Done at last!!! It's from Miroku's POV too!! The thing about being too cold to be out of bed was inspired by a really gloomy morning and it was cold… And I wanted to put it in… but it doesn't really fit Sango's personality so Miroku had the line.
I have to say, I had heaps of fun writing this chapter. It's my favourite chapter out of all the other ones. Miroku's POV is so fun to write from. I hope I'm keeping the characters in character. I'm trying, at least as close as they can get if they lived in the modern world. Kagome's getting a bit weird, but I think it's close enough^^
Ryoko876: Yeah, sentences kindda get old before you even finish saying it, doesn't it? I found out that I sometimes forget that I had actually started a sentence. I was asking someone something today and I just went, "do you…" and she was like, "yes?" and I totally forgot that I was saying something
Queenizay: Kikyou will only go bad as far as necessary. My goal in writing this fic is to keep them in character although it's AU. And you updated!! Loved it!! Old guy didn't make his appearance here, but he will next chapter. I was too absorbed in Miroku's thoughts that I ran out of words to write Bordum needs to die!!! I hate being bored!!! Ironically, I get bored so easily… *sigh*
Aamalie: Geography as a subject is alright. But our teacher's evil and makes us do all this stupid stuff… we have to do journals and surveys on ourselves for Geography. So glad I'm not doing it next year!! I was just stressing out the other day, what with 4 things due today and all… One more exam to go and I shall be freeeeeee…. I guessed my way through Photoshop and it's just cool!!! All the colours and effects and *goes into a Photoshop-is-the-best-thing-ever-invented-by-men speech* Update Splintered Coral!!!
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