Disclaimer: Nope, it still doesn't belong to me.
Author's Note: Well, I made a promise, so here's the new stuff. W00 h00! Lately I'm getting this weird habit of, while I'm writing, getting up and pacing around the room, then coming back to the computer. For absolutely no reason whatsoever. I really hope I'm not going insane.
Company of a Stranger, Chapter 4.
by inuyashafreak
Kagome looked down at her watch yet again, and saw that it was time for lunch at her school. Looking at my watch must make Miroku think I don't want to talk to him. And I do...I should really stop. But it's no wonder I've been getting so hungry. "Miroku, do you mind if I eat some of my lunch? I brought some from home, and well, at school it's lunch time right now..." Kagome trailed off. She'd always been taught not to eat in front of other people by her mother. But to her relief, Miroku answered:
"Oh, that's fine. I'm really not very hungry." Kagome unpacked her lunch, a small container of korokke (Japanese Croquettes) and oolong tea. [A/N: *sigh* Screw it, I don't know what Japanese people these days eat for lunch. So I just went with some traditional food.] She noticed Miroku looking at her school bag rather interestedly.
"You can look at my school books if you want. I doubt you'll find them very entertaining, though." She shrugged, and Miroku pulled out her math book, staring down at the numbers curiously. Kagome sighed happily. One day, just one day, where she didn't have to worry about school and she didn't have to worry about getting caught skipping. She leaned back against the well, and hit her head against the edge of it. "Ouch..." she reached her hand up to touch where her head had hit, and could already feel a bruise forming right there.
Miroku looked up from his study of Kagome's math book. "What's the matter?"
"Oh, nothing, I just hit my head," she said, smiling despite the pain. She could feel tears starting to well up. Don't cry Kagome, don't cry. Crying will just make you look so pathetic. Miroku was reaching his hand up towards her...
Only one thought was going through his head. She's so pretty... Kagome watched his hand apprehensively, but all he did was bring it up to the same spot on her head, touching her hand lightly.
Oh my God, is he going to kiss me? Is this what people do before they kiss? Oh my God, oh my God... Kagome's mind was racing at the speed of light, she was nervous and unsure of what he was about to do. But he simply brought his hand back down to his lap and smiled.
"It'll be all right. I know my cuts and bruises, from travelling around so much. That one's not going to last long."
Kagome smiled back at him, full of doubt. Had he been about to kiss her? And if he was going to, why hadn't he? Maybe it was better that way.
"So, this math stuff..." Miroku interrupted her thoughts. "How does this work? I don't really understand." Kagome and Miroku spent a long time talking about math problems. It wasn't particularly Kagome's favourite topic of conversation, but Miroku seemed genuinely interested by it.
Finally, Kagome looked down at her watch once more. "3:30! Oh no, I'm usually home at least a half an hour before this! What am I going to say to my mom? Oh, I'm sorry Miroku, but I really have to go." Without another word, she hopped back down the well. Miroku watched her disappear, and wondered whether he would ever see her again.
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"Mami, I'm sorry I missed school today!" Kagome yelled as she ran in the door. [A/N: Heh, the Mami is "Mommy" just in case you didn't realize. That's how I always spell it. People tell me I'm weird.] "I got sick on the way to school, and I was close to Ayame's house, so I just stopped there. I would have called, but they're, um, installing a second phone line, and they had to disconnect it." She knew it was a really lame excuse, but she'd never given her mother a reason not to trust her before, so she probably wouldn't call Ayame's house.
"Okay, Kagome," her mom said, coming to the door smiling. "I was starting to worry when the school called and said you weren't in your classes, but I figured you wouldn't skip. Would you?" She looked like she was starting to worry again.
"No, Mami, I told you. I was at Ayame's. Trust me."
"I trust you, Kagome. You should start bringing your cell-phone with you to school though, just in case something like that happens. Call your friends and ask what your homework is, won't you? I don't want you to get behind, Kagome. You always do when you get sick."
"I won't this time, Mami, I promise," Kagome said reassuringly, smiling in relief. She picked up the phone and went to her room to start on her homework.
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Miroku walked away from the well and looked around the small clearing he was in again. I should go... he thought. It was obvious that there were no Shikon shards in the area, so there was no need for him to stick around. No reason except for Kagome.
It was stupid of him to hang around, thinking that one day she might come back...but he just wanted to see her again. He hadn't even been able to say goodbye.
He suddenly realized that the whole time he had been thinking this, he had been absentmindedly staring at his right hand. He sighed, turned around and started to walk towards the forest. But he just couldn't bring himself to leave. "Okay," he thought out loud, "I'm going to stay here for five more days, and if she doesn't show up, I'll leave."
She's probably forgotten about me already, anyways. He sat down and settled himself in for a long five days.
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Kagome was also looking at her right hand, avoiding doing her homework. How horrible it must be, living with the knowledge that one day you'll just be...gone. Swallowed up by your own hand. She shuddered even to think about it, and went back to her math. But her thoughts kept drifting off to Miroku...
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Wow, I think that's the longest chaptetr I've written so far. ^^;; I hope you enjoyed it! I love the direction this story is headed in, I have so many ideas. So look forward to seeing them all! Love always, Tegan.
Author's Note: Well, I made a promise, so here's the new stuff. W00 h00! Lately I'm getting this weird habit of, while I'm writing, getting up and pacing around the room, then coming back to the computer. For absolutely no reason whatsoever. I really hope I'm not going insane.
Company of a Stranger, Chapter 4.
by inuyashafreak
Kagome looked down at her watch yet again, and saw that it was time for lunch at her school. Looking at my watch must make Miroku think I don't want to talk to him. And I do...I should really stop. But it's no wonder I've been getting so hungry. "Miroku, do you mind if I eat some of my lunch? I brought some from home, and well, at school it's lunch time right now..." Kagome trailed off. She'd always been taught not to eat in front of other people by her mother. But to her relief, Miroku answered:
"Oh, that's fine. I'm really not very hungry." Kagome unpacked her lunch, a small container of korokke (Japanese Croquettes) and oolong tea. [A/N: *sigh* Screw it, I don't know what Japanese people these days eat for lunch. So I just went with some traditional food.] She noticed Miroku looking at her school bag rather interestedly.
"You can look at my school books if you want. I doubt you'll find them very entertaining, though." She shrugged, and Miroku pulled out her math book, staring down at the numbers curiously. Kagome sighed happily. One day, just one day, where she didn't have to worry about school and she didn't have to worry about getting caught skipping. She leaned back against the well, and hit her head against the edge of it. "Ouch..." she reached her hand up to touch where her head had hit, and could already feel a bruise forming right there.
Miroku looked up from his study of Kagome's math book. "What's the matter?"
"Oh, nothing, I just hit my head," she said, smiling despite the pain. She could feel tears starting to well up. Don't cry Kagome, don't cry. Crying will just make you look so pathetic. Miroku was reaching his hand up towards her...
Only one thought was going through his head. She's so pretty... Kagome watched his hand apprehensively, but all he did was bring it up to the same spot on her head, touching her hand lightly.
Oh my God, is he going to kiss me? Is this what people do before they kiss? Oh my God, oh my God... Kagome's mind was racing at the speed of light, she was nervous and unsure of what he was about to do. But he simply brought his hand back down to his lap and smiled.
"It'll be all right. I know my cuts and bruises, from travelling around so much. That one's not going to last long."
Kagome smiled back at him, full of doubt. Had he been about to kiss her? And if he was going to, why hadn't he? Maybe it was better that way.
"So, this math stuff..." Miroku interrupted her thoughts. "How does this work? I don't really understand." Kagome and Miroku spent a long time talking about math problems. It wasn't particularly Kagome's favourite topic of conversation, but Miroku seemed genuinely interested by it.
Finally, Kagome looked down at her watch once more. "3:30! Oh no, I'm usually home at least a half an hour before this! What am I going to say to my mom? Oh, I'm sorry Miroku, but I really have to go." Without another word, she hopped back down the well. Miroku watched her disappear, and wondered whether he would ever see her again.
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"Mami, I'm sorry I missed school today!" Kagome yelled as she ran in the door. [A/N: Heh, the Mami is "Mommy" just in case you didn't realize. That's how I always spell it. People tell me I'm weird.] "I got sick on the way to school, and I was close to Ayame's house, so I just stopped there. I would have called, but they're, um, installing a second phone line, and they had to disconnect it." She knew it was a really lame excuse, but she'd never given her mother a reason not to trust her before, so she probably wouldn't call Ayame's house.
"Okay, Kagome," her mom said, coming to the door smiling. "I was starting to worry when the school called and said you weren't in your classes, but I figured you wouldn't skip. Would you?" She looked like she was starting to worry again.
"No, Mami, I told you. I was at Ayame's. Trust me."
"I trust you, Kagome. You should start bringing your cell-phone with you to school though, just in case something like that happens. Call your friends and ask what your homework is, won't you? I don't want you to get behind, Kagome. You always do when you get sick."
"I won't this time, Mami, I promise," Kagome said reassuringly, smiling in relief. She picked up the phone and went to her room to start on her homework.
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Miroku walked away from the well and looked around the small clearing he was in again. I should go... he thought. It was obvious that there were no Shikon shards in the area, so there was no need for him to stick around. No reason except for Kagome.
It was stupid of him to hang around, thinking that one day she might come back...but he just wanted to see her again. He hadn't even been able to say goodbye.
He suddenly realized that the whole time he had been thinking this, he had been absentmindedly staring at his right hand. He sighed, turned around and started to walk towards the forest. But he just couldn't bring himself to leave. "Okay," he thought out loud, "I'm going to stay here for five more days, and if she doesn't show up, I'll leave."
She's probably forgotten about me already, anyways. He sat down and settled himself in for a long five days.
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Kagome was also looking at her right hand, avoiding doing her homework. How horrible it must be, living with the knowledge that one day you'll just be...gone. Swallowed up by your own hand. She shuddered even to think about it, and went back to her math. But her thoughts kept drifting off to Miroku...
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Wow, I think that's the longest chaptetr I've written so far. ^^;; I hope you enjoyed it! I love the direction this story is headed in, I have so many ideas. So look forward to seeing them all! Love always, Tegan.