A/N: Bad bad me, leaving this until now. *slaps self* There was exams to do and then I had to pack everything up and then the holidays. Yup, I'm officially back home now^^ *strokes her room lovingly* And then I was busy being jetlagged and home to be bothered writing. I'm also working on a fanart for this fic, it got to a stage where I was more interested in those than writing the actual fic…-.-;; So far I've finished all the sketches, Kagome's fully done (colour and all), Inuyasha's half coloured in. Just in case anyone cared… This chapter is longer than usual though, so forgive my slackness, please? *chibi-inuyasha eyes*
Disclaimer: to be philosophical, maybe we don't exist, which means neither does Rumiko Takashi or Inuyasha. Nuuuuuuuuuu…….. it's tragic enough that I don't own him or anyone else in the series… *sob*
Another thing, just as a warning… My grammar's all stuffed up in this chapter so forgive, forgive, forgive! I did reread it, but my brain just isn't working…T-T
Reason
By dEeYaN
Chapter Nine – The Pervert Must DIE!!!
What is life? Why do we exist? Do we even exist? Or do we exist merely just because we think we do? Maybe we are no more than pions in the game of life played by greater existence. Maybe we are no more than ants, so easily crushed and yet stubbornly living on as if we were the only ones that mattered.
"Oh, sorry," Kikyou's thoughts were forced to a halt when someone rudely bumped into her.
"I was rushing and didn't see you. I'm so sorry," Kagome's cheerful face was full of concern, "Are you okay?" she asked, picking up the books that Kikyou had dropped.
"I'm fine," Kikyou murmured, grabbing her books and walked away.
"Hey, no need to be rude! Kagome DID say sorry!" Kikyou ignored Yuka's remark that followed. Vaguely, she heard Kagome telling her friends that she didn't mind at all.
Kikyou did not like Kagome, full stop.
Why, even Kikyou, herself, could not say. She had even tried liking Kagome, but to no avail. She cannot help not liking her, it was just fate. Kikyou had never thought much about the popular people. Most of them are airheads, anyway. Not worth her time at all.
But Kikyou wasn't a sour I-hate-those-popular-people-but-I-secretly-want-to-be-like-them kind of person. She knew Kagome had something more than most of the girls at their school. What, she wasn't sure, yet. Kikyou was sure that, as sure as she hated Kagome, she would find out one day.
True, Kagome had been around airheads a bit too long that she could be mistaken for one but there was something more in her, something hidden so deep inside that would be dismissed easily as an illusion, she had personality. Why Kikyou didn't like her was a real mystery. She even disliked her more than other real air heads.
Ever since they met, Kikyou had watched her. She had acted like her friends so much that even Kikyou nearly dismissed it as an illusion. Nevertheless, if anyone, Kikyou would know never to underestimate anyone. Kagome would grow one day, grow out of the nonsense and materialism she had grown up with. She wouldn't be too dense to discover that there is more to life than passing exams and getting into top high schools. Kikyou would give her that much. If anything, Kagome wasn't a real fool. She might even be a threat. And so Kikyou waited, dreading the day when Kagome would break free of her shell.
Kikyou didn't need anyone to tell her that Kagome never truly noticed her. Kikyou didn't blame her, not many people noticed her existence anyway, not even those in her class. She haven't had any close friends for quite awhile until Sango came. It was weird, her friendship with Sango was. It was weird, she had been alone for so long that the sudden friendliness surprised her, she was the one who chose solitude, why quit now? She could explain her attraction to Sango no better than she could explain her hatred for Kagome. Perhaps fate does exist and one day the reason of it all shall be cleared. All she could do was wait…
A loud thump of bag against desk announced Sango's arrival.
"A good morning to you, Sango," Kikyou smiled, "did you beat him up?"
"Huh?" Sango seemed to be too distracted to digest Kikyou's question at first. Once she did, however, she started muttering under her breath quickly, ignoring the importance of full stops or commas or any other forms of sentence marks, leaving Kikyou with as much information as she had before the question was mentioned.
"What happened? Wasn't he there?" Kikyou asked patiently. She knew that Sango was going to beat the pervert up yesterday, but had a detention to go that she had to postpone it until the morning. Kikyou was expecting Sango to come to school happy all over again, her revenge avenged.
"…heWASthere. ExceptIdidn'treallyseehiminthebeginningandthenhestarted…" was as much as Kikyou could get. Not that it helped anyway…
"Sango, speak faster please. You're talking so slow, I'm growing impatient. Not to mentioning the issue of turning you volume down," Kikyou said calmly.
"Oh, sorry," Sango blushed, "I'm just… It was just that- that… I mean… Yesterday, no, this morning… I-," Sango was still struggling to find words when the bell rang.
"The perv got away again?" Kikyou offered helpfully.
"YES!!! You know what happened??" Sango demanded.
"Shh… Tell me at lunch, okay? Topo-sensei is here," Kikyou stood up abruptly and gestured to Sango to follow suit to acknowledge the Physics teacher's presence.
It took another 5 minutes and a warning look from Topo-sensei for Sango to stop muttering curses under her breath. Kikyou laughed inwardly, it was amusing how worked Sango got over that senpai. Mind you, Kikyou didn't think much about perverts either, they really are losers, their as air headed as anyone can get. Despite the amusement, Kikyou was slightly worried, she's already heard about the senpai, Miroku Houshi, she could only hope that he'd loose interest in Sango and let her be. For the only reason he was known to her, who cared nothing on stupid matters of popular people was because he was a famous heart-breaker. A playboy that never stays with the same girl over a maximum of a month. That is, at the most.
(A/N: Dun dun dun…^-^)
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"Come on, Sango. It shouldn't be that bad. You didn't mind it that much yesterday, did you?" Kikyou placed a comforting hand on the sighing Sango's shoulder, "Ganbatte ne?"
"Hhh… Guess so… I'm just in no mood for detentions," Sango sighed once again, she'd have to skip her quiet thinking sessions by the river again today.
"You look really tired. Why don't you just tell them you'd do it another day and get some rest?" Kikyou suggested, eyeing Sango's drained features.
"As if they'd believe me… Guess it was partly my fault anyway. I never knew being angry could drain me so much. You know what? I'm so tired that even if he pops up here, I'd be too tired to do anything much…" Sango stifled a yawn.
"That bad? I'll certainly kill him if her ever comes anywhere near you again. If he doesn't, I'll beat him up for you anyway if he ever appears into my sight. We could even arrange that to happen," Kikyou winked at Sango.
"Thanks, Kikyou. That coming from you means a lot," Sango winked back, "you better get going then. You have work today, don't you?"
"Yeah, I do indeed. Sure you'd be okay?"
"I'll survive," Sango attempted an enthusiastic smile.
"Ganbatte, Sango! I'll see you tomorrow," Kikyou gave an encouraging smile.
"Thanks. See you!"
Sighing yet again, Sango packed the last of her books into her bag and then slung it over one shoulder as was her habit. She then started to set out to the library for her detention. At least it was a library detention, she just had to help clean up and arrange stuff in there. To say the truth, she actually enjoyed it, she had always loved books and libraries. She wouldn't mind at all if it wasn't a measure of punishment. She used to volunteer to help in her village's library. It was a really small one with nothing to be compared to Shikon High's library. A school library to be bigger than a village's, it's quite sad actually, especially since the village existed no more save in her heart.
Swallowing back the lump in her throat, she entered the library, where reporting to the overly-paranoid-for-her-precious-library-that-wasn't-even-hers head librarian, she was told that someone else would be there to help her. Must be the person who was caught eating in the library this morning, Sango thought to herself, setting herself to work putting returned books back to their shelves. She felt better already what with the soothing sounds of the library, the low murmurs of whispered conversations, the rustle of turned pages, the scratch of pens against papers combined with the cool temperature of the library… She might as well be sitting on the bank of the little river.
For some uncomprehendable reasons, that reminded her of the reason she was there in the first place. She had already done her detention for being late yesterday, but this morning Eri-sensei had caught her slapping Houshi-senpai and gave her a week worth of detention. It was just a slap too! The pervert deserved WAY more. Oh, yes… He really was asking for a beating, Sango clenched her fists when she remembered his expression when Eri-sensei gave her the detention. She'll make him pay, she swore she would. Sango didn't realize that she had started cracking her knuckles until the librarian shouted at her to stop since it was disturbing everyone. Hmph, her voice was the one disturbing community, all shrill and annoying. Sighing, Sango went back to work.
Settling back into her work, Sango felt herself calming down once again. Reaching for the next stack of books on the returned trolley, Sango's hand collided with another one reaching for the same book.
"G-gomen," Sango withdrew her hand automatically.
"Why, hello, Sango. We meet again it seems. I didn't know you liked me that much that you miss me already," Miroku gave Sango a charming smile, which in his opinion was fit to melt any girl, let alone Sango.
"You," Sango hissed.
"Don't worry about this morning. I understand fully that you were under a lot of pressure. I forgive you, Sango," Miroku said humbly, his eyes somewhat betraying his solemn tone.
"Wha-," Sango spluttered, not expecting this at all.
"Yes, I mean it. Please don't think about it too much," Miroku added, his eyes laughing as he took in Sango's flustered expression.
That helped Sango recover from her shock, "YOU-,"
"Miss Sango! You have disturbed the library repeatedly, there are people trying to get some work done, you know! Please be more considerate, for God's sake, you are on detention!" the librarian roared.
"…sorry…" Sango felt her day couldn't be any worse when she saw the idiotic smile on Miroku's face. 'How dare he!!'
"Just wait, senpai, just you wait…" Sango gave a dangerously sweet smile and then started working once again, pretending the senpai didn't exist since it was way more convenient than putting up with him. Her tiredness was all forgotten, her theory about leaving Miroku alone had been proved wrong.
"I shall indeed…" Miroku smirked, choosing books that belonged near the shelf where Sango was working. Kagome's friend or no, he wasn't going to let himself go unnoticed.
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A/N: and so the plot thickens… or NOT! It's going really slow, isn't it? I'm sorry… I can't help it… I just can't write them suddenly liking each other all of a sudden… It won't be natural… Especially since they've only met few times… There's a bit on Kikyou, though, for non-Kikyou haters^^
I've got a feeling this is going to be a long one… Hopefully finished I do have an idea what I'm doing, so that's okay. I want to fix stuff up in the previous chapters… I'll do it… one day…-.-
My friend has episode 132!!! But I'd have to wait for about another 2 months until I can actually see it… the pain of living overseas T-T I can't wait… I'm forever indebted to her…
And.. guess what??? I have an inspiration for a S/M AMV!! Let's hope, I'd be able to work out Premier… I got it the other day and it looks so complicated. The difference between Premier and Windows Movie Maker is like paint to Photoshop… Which I guess is fair enough, being Windows and Adobe… I'd rather use Premier if possible, now I've got it… Hopefully, I won't be doing anything this holiday, because I really wouldn't have any time once I get back to school…
Review Responses:
Ryoko876: it was weird? T-T that's how Miroku thinks though… In this fic at least… Why was it weird? And yeah, alarm clocks really do have a conspiracy against us, ne?
Flint: LOL!! The dead daylights, eh? That's just funny!!! She didn't get to beat Miroku up… gomen… She got a slap in, though^^;; Sango will get more hits in, eventually… btw, I can't decide whether or not you liked my fic^^;; And Maths is a word, I checked from reliable sources… It's a slang of some sort… Not proper English, I guess… Gomen…
Destiny's Angel: ah, my brain's just gone weird then… I was depressed over my Geo assignment… Believe me, Geography can be extremely painful in some situations… specially with certain teachers *mumble mumble* not mentioning any names… . .
DemonSlayerGirl: see? It's an update^^ Miroku isn't that self absorbed. He's just… amuses himself, that's all… He's quite sarcastic about himself, in fact… There is a reason for everything^^
Aamalie: Can't wait for the next chapter of Splintered Coral^^ I love it so far^^ What's Miroku to do with 2 Sangos?
Has anyone noticed the how it all began because of Kaede? I mean, Miroku gave up his seat to Kaede (who is unsignificant for the moment) therefore causing him to stand up and grope Sango^^;;; Am I making sense? And yes, I might even have Shippou in this fic, I just realized how I never had him in any others. I just… forgot^^;;
Some acknowledgements:
My friend, Meg: for all the philosophical talks we've been having. You told me to put it in a fic one day, so I did. Kindda, anyway… ; Chickachisato: for the library detention idea. Thankies, dolbey-face^^ ; Leesy Metallium: helping me with ideas^^ *huggies*; Topo-sensei was based on Physics teacher in my old school… somehow, I can just see him liking anime
Anyways, enough ranting (for now). REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!! Make me happy, pweese??