Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha. Don't sue me. The end.
A/N: AWWWW so close! I wanted 50 reviews really really really really really bad! Well maybe with this chapter then..... Im only updating so soon because I went nearly a week without updating before. That and the fact that I'm on spring break and have nothing better to do...enjoy it while you can. Gods I just realized that this will be my last quarter before highschool. Eek! Oh well.... On with the chapter...
I don't usually like review responses but someone addressed something I wanted to clarify. Asyal8 made a comment about Inuyasha's strange OOC pervertedness... so I wanted to respond to that.
Inuyasha isn't perverted...at least not like Miroku or anything. He had a good career going as a superstar teen idol before...something happened (that I wont give away right now), and now he wants to drop the whole thing. Back when he was still enjoying his career, he wasn't exactly a model citizen. He'd go pick up girls and all that jazz, it didn't really faze him since he considered himself one of those "rebellious teen stars" that all the girls want. Half a year ago after *it* happened he decided he wanted a break from the fame business...and after about 3 months the press finally accepted it and let him live a somewhat normal life. He tries to live like the guy he was before (with the same horrible morals I might add), but he really doesn't have the energy or the motivation. He was never really perverted to begin with, he's just trying to live up to everyone's expectations of his type.
And thanks to some advice, I changed the spacing! Hope this is easier on the eyes!
Sorry MysticHanyou, but I can't write mall scenes! I like the mall as much as the next person, but I can't really think of much for them to do besides shop, and that would be terribly boring to read.
I just realized how totally ungrammatical the A/Ns are. Oh well! Thanks for the reviews! Now on with the chappie!
Chapter 13
Go Fish and Fan-boys
"Ya gots any sixes?" a girl giggled in the perfect imitation of a shady gambler at a rowdy bar.
"Go fish. Any nines?" a boy across from her said, obviously less then amused by the game, but thoroughly determined to win it anyway.
"Curse you and your sixty-nines," she grumbled, hiding a laugh. After handing over the sought after card, she threw her remaining game pieces on the ground.
"Oh, this is ridiculous! Do you even realize how bored we must be if it's come down to this? War, Poker, Egyptian Rat Pack, and now GO FISH? There MUST be something else to do," she threw her hands in the air in disgust.
"You're just mad because you were losing," Inuyasha sneered.
"Right, and you're just mad because I might discover your long lost identity as a vampire," she grinned cheerfully.
"A wha-?"
"You heard me. Have you looked in the mirror lately? Look at those fangs! You want you should suck me blood?" she fell back laughing, the cards long forgotten.
The boy sat down with his arms crossed over his chest, the perfect imitation of a whiny six year old. Even his lips were twisted in a pout and his eyes were narrowed angrily. What right did SHE have to make comments about his fangs? He had been incredibly kind to let her stay in the first place! She should be his meek and obedient slave! He opened his mouth to tell her so when he noticed she was looking at him strangely.
"Sorry Inuyasha, it was just a joke," she said timidly, hoping she hadn't offended his feelings. He snorted.
"No shit Sherlock".
She rolled her eyes at his language. "I've been living here almost three days, and already I think I have you all figured out".
"Yeah?" he challenged. It would be interesting to see what sort of strange psychoanalytic approach she'd be taking to his "lack of proper language and morals". He always got a kick out of seeing idiotic know-it- alls take a stab at his tactics. None of them ever came close.
"You're the stereotypical "famous guy" who hates his life and uses vulgar language and sex as an escape from his problems. Your kind is in the movies all the time".
It took all he had to keep from falling over laughing. What an idiot she was, she could never understand him. Nobody ever could, hard as they tried. He was somewhat proud of that as well. Almost nobody had ever been able to break his emotional barriers. "What are you, some sort of teenaged shrink? I hope you know that everything you read and see on the big screen is far from real, and I have yet to meet more then a couple famous people who are anything like that damned stereotype of yours".
"Sure. That's what they say in the movies too," she nodded seriously, trying to keep the muffled laughter from creeping into her voice.
"Has anybody every told you that you're a very annoying, nosy freak?"
"Has anybody ever told you that it isn't a good idea to stick an open water bottle right next to your laptop?" she pointed out and couldn't help but laugh as he swiveled around at the speed of light to check on his precious laptop.
"You are so," she choked between giggles, "gullible!" she continued to roll on the ground while a disgusted Inuyasha rose, dusted his jeans, and calmly walked out of the living room toward his rather large kitchen. Kagome, who had only been trying to have some fun with him, quickly stopped laughing. She followed him into the kitchen only to see him leaning over the counter, his shoulders shaking in sobs. Her heart reached out to him immediately, and she wanted to punch herself for being so rude earlier. She felt like a rotten person. He had the kindness to take her into his own house, and this is how she repaid him? She truly was a jerk.
"Inuyasha," she whispered softly, trying not to make him more upset. She walked over to the sobbing man and rested a hand on his shoulder, her heart quenching at the thought that she had made someone this upset. "I'm so sorry," she began, almost in tears herself, but fighting to keep them back. She had never made anybody cry before, and she was so lost in thought at this that she barely heard the deep laughs from beside her. When she finally snapped back into reality, she was very surprised to find Inuyasha's face directly above hers, laughing like crazy. His cheeks were suspiciously dry for someone who had been crying moments earlier.
"Oh yeah, I'M the gullible one!" he laughed, smirking at her. "You should have seen yourself. Inuyasha...," he mocked in a horrible imitation of her own high voice. "I..I'm so sorry," he pounded his fist on the counter in laughter. "Please, it takes a lot more then petty insults to make me cry".
Kagome felt herself getting angrier by the second. He shouldn't play with her emotions like that! "That wasn't funny Inuyasha! I really thought you were upset!" she yelled angrily. "Don't scare me like that!"
"Your sensitive side is going to be the downfall of you one of these days. Emotions are such wasteful things," he boasted, proud of himself for having so few of those himself.
Kagome shot him a glance that looked suspiciously like one of pity. "I'm so sorry for you," she whispered quietly, more to herself then anyone. Inuyasha scoffed, but tried not to let on to the girl that he had heard her quite clearly. Hoping to change the subject, he noticed the many takeout menus on the wall.
"So whaddaya want to eat?"
"What do you have?" she asked, also eager to change the current subject. It had been getting rather uncomfortable.
"Everything in the world, Malomi, check out the merchandise," he grinned, gesturing to the takeout menus on the wall. Kagome (about to yell at him for mispronouncing her name) immediately shut her mouth as she gaped like an open mouthed bass at the sight before her. The takeout menus took up approximately half the wall, and she felt astounded that she hadn't noticed them before. She saw everything from Subway to the Hard Rock Café. She hadn't even known that they GAVE takeout, but she figured Inuyasha was probably a special case.
"P-pizza is fine," she stuttered, still in shock over the menus. "Geez, do you ever cook?"
"Nah, takes too much time. Besides, I like takeout, and I can easily afford it," he boasted. Kagome finally got over the initial shock of Inuyasha's collection and shrugged. "Suit yourself," she said as she made her way over to the couch and watched Inuyasha order their food.
"Yes, I'd like one pizza. Yes, cheese and mushroom. Oh? Yea? Well all right, stick some of those suckers on there too. I love good anchovies," he actually hated them, but hearing the horror-stricken gasp from the girl on the couch was definitely worth it. "All right. No, please don't send that one again, I'm not in the mood to have any fainting fangirls. All right. Half an hour? Fine, later!" he said cheerfully as he clicked the phone back on the receiver. He turned to see a horrified Kagome sitting on the couch before him.
"Anchovies?" she croaked.
"Yea, gotta love those slimy little fish. Slide right down the throat," he saw her shudder at that, and his grin grew all the wider. "Really hits the spot. What's the matter?" he asked innocently upon seeing the sick expression on her face.
"I don't think I'm so hungry anymore," she blanched.
That was all he took to start cracking up. He pointed a clawed finger at her while holding his side with the other hand. "You are," he chortled more, "absolutely hysterical. You should have seen the look on your face".
"Are you telling me," she began, annoyed. "That you only ordered those little rotten fish JUST to spite me?"
"DUH!" he smirked at her again.
"Oh, well that's all right then. I love anchovies!" she smiled brightly.
"Wha-? But just a minute ago you were writhing in pain at the thought of even looking at them!," he protested.
"No, I'm serious, I love anchovies! I'm not that stupid, I knew what you were doing all along!" she giggled happily. "Now you're the one being forced into eating something you hate! Isn't it fun to have the joke turn on you?" she smiled at him, laughter echoing in her brain. She wasn't THAT easily fooled.
"Oh just wait," he seethed. "The joke won't be on me for long".
"Ooh, I'm SOO scared," she said, sarcasm dripping from her voice. "So anyway, what did you mean when you said you didn't want another fangirl? What happened the last time?"
He looked away for a minute, smirking cockily at the memory. Kagome made a note that he seemed to do that a lot. "Nothing, just the usual. They got some teenaged girl to deliver a pizza, and she fainted at the mere sight of me. It wasn't really her fault though, I can sort of see why," he gave another of his famous smirks at Kagome and she shook her head.
"Someone's a bit big for his britches," she scolded. "That's something else I wanted to ask you. How is it that someone as famous as yourself seems to have nothing better to do then sit around and watch television? Don't you have videos to shoot, forms to fill out, all that good stuff?"
"Nah, I already told you. I wanted to take some time off from that stuff. About six months ago, my agent finally gave me permission to take a year off. She said it'd be in everyone's best interests since the press had started to die down a bit. Her theory was that "separation would make the heart grow fonder". In other words, when I came back I'd be the top teen idol again".
"So everything just stops? Like that?" she asked curiously, snapping her fingers to indicate what she meant. "I mean, people don't become un- famous that easily do they? Don't you still have the press and all that?"
"Yea, but not as bad as before. The first three months were torture, I finally had to disconnect my phone because of all the calls I got from the media and everyone else who wanted to know why I'd suddenly disappeared. After awhile they seemed to accept it and leave me alone. I still get the occasional paparazzi chase, and I can't go out in public very often, but for the most part I live a pretty normal life," he shrugged. He looked back at Kagome who seemed to be lost in thought.
"But," she began slowly. "What could have happened to make you just want to step out of the spotlight so quickly?" she seemed to be talking more to herself then to him. "I mean, why would a guy who was in the prime of his career, had all the money and girls he could ever want or need, and basically led the perfect life suddenly decide to give it all up? Or maybe being famous wasn't as perfect as you want me to believe," she shot him a quick glance to catch his expression.
She had expected his expression to be full of thoughtfulness, confusion, or just the usual conceit. She had never for once expected the pain and sadness that seemed to cloud over his vision, overtaking any of the usual lack of emotion that his amber eyes usually held. Her gaze held his for a moment, and she felt his gaze tugging painfully at her heart. For a moment she felt that she would have been willing to do anything to make him smile, to rid that haunting look from his eyes
And suddenly the look disappeared. He shook his head for a moment, ashamed that this girl had been able to see so deeply into him, even for a moment. Nobody had done that for half a year and if he had his way, nobody ever would. He took his usual demeanor back up within moments. "Feh, shows how much you know. Fame is the best thing that ever happened to me! I just wanted to laze around and watch porn for a year. I'll be back on track before you know it, and don't expect any favors once I'm back in the spotlight".
The doorbell suddenly rang and he hurried to answer it, thankful for the interruption. He had felt awkward under Kagome's soft gaze, and he silently cursed himself for ever agreeing to take the damned girl in. He threw open the door and felt relief when a brown haired teenaged boy stood there. No fainting fangirls. Phew. He looked at his nametag to see the boy's name was "Hojo". What a sad excuse for a name.
"P-pizza delivery for Inuyasha," stuttered the boy, and Inuyasha gave him a curious look. The delivery boy was positively shaking, and it looked like he was doing everything in his power NOT to look up at Inuyasha.
"What's your problem, Hojo?" he asked with an annoyed tone. Hojo looked like he might faint.
"You, you said my name!" he said blissfully, looking like heaven had smiled upon him at last. "You said my name! Hallelujah!" he began to jump excitedly at the prospect of Inuyasha of all people acknowledging his existence. So excited, in fact, that he dropped the pizza.
"Oh," he began, embarrassment clouding his face. "I-I'm so sorry Mr. Inuyasha. I didn't mean to," he began, looking up at the hanyou for the first time. And for the first time in his life, Inuyasha watched a boy faint at the mere sight of him.
A/N: So what do you think? Again, not much to increase the plot in this one... but according to my little chapter outline, not much will be happening for a few chapters. Kagura and Kagome's father make an appearance in the next chapter though!
A/N: AWWWW so close! I wanted 50 reviews really really really really really bad! Well maybe with this chapter then..... Im only updating so soon because I went nearly a week without updating before. That and the fact that I'm on spring break and have nothing better to do...enjoy it while you can. Gods I just realized that this will be my last quarter before highschool. Eek! Oh well.... On with the chapter...
I don't usually like review responses but someone addressed something I wanted to clarify. Asyal8 made a comment about Inuyasha's strange OOC pervertedness... so I wanted to respond to that.
Inuyasha isn't perverted...at least not like Miroku or anything. He had a good career going as a superstar teen idol before...something happened (that I wont give away right now), and now he wants to drop the whole thing. Back when he was still enjoying his career, he wasn't exactly a model citizen. He'd go pick up girls and all that jazz, it didn't really faze him since he considered himself one of those "rebellious teen stars" that all the girls want. Half a year ago after *it* happened he decided he wanted a break from the fame business...and after about 3 months the press finally accepted it and let him live a somewhat normal life. He tries to live like the guy he was before (with the same horrible morals I might add), but he really doesn't have the energy or the motivation. He was never really perverted to begin with, he's just trying to live up to everyone's expectations of his type.
And thanks to some advice, I changed the spacing! Hope this is easier on the eyes!
Sorry MysticHanyou, but I can't write mall scenes! I like the mall as much as the next person, but I can't really think of much for them to do besides shop, and that would be terribly boring to read.
I just realized how totally ungrammatical the A/Ns are. Oh well! Thanks for the reviews! Now on with the chappie!
Chapter 13
Go Fish and Fan-boys
"Ya gots any sixes?" a girl giggled in the perfect imitation of a shady gambler at a rowdy bar.
"Go fish. Any nines?" a boy across from her said, obviously less then amused by the game, but thoroughly determined to win it anyway.
"Curse you and your sixty-nines," she grumbled, hiding a laugh. After handing over the sought after card, she threw her remaining game pieces on the ground.
"Oh, this is ridiculous! Do you even realize how bored we must be if it's come down to this? War, Poker, Egyptian Rat Pack, and now GO FISH? There MUST be something else to do," she threw her hands in the air in disgust.
"You're just mad because you were losing," Inuyasha sneered.
"Right, and you're just mad because I might discover your long lost identity as a vampire," she grinned cheerfully.
"A wha-?"
"You heard me. Have you looked in the mirror lately? Look at those fangs! You want you should suck me blood?" she fell back laughing, the cards long forgotten.
The boy sat down with his arms crossed over his chest, the perfect imitation of a whiny six year old. Even his lips were twisted in a pout and his eyes were narrowed angrily. What right did SHE have to make comments about his fangs? He had been incredibly kind to let her stay in the first place! She should be his meek and obedient slave! He opened his mouth to tell her so when he noticed she was looking at him strangely.
"Sorry Inuyasha, it was just a joke," she said timidly, hoping she hadn't offended his feelings. He snorted.
"No shit Sherlock".
She rolled her eyes at his language. "I've been living here almost three days, and already I think I have you all figured out".
"Yeah?" he challenged. It would be interesting to see what sort of strange psychoanalytic approach she'd be taking to his "lack of proper language and morals". He always got a kick out of seeing idiotic know-it- alls take a stab at his tactics. None of them ever came close.
"You're the stereotypical "famous guy" who hates his life and uses vulgar language and sex as an escape from his problems. Your kind is in the movies all the time".
It took all he had to keep from falling over laughing. What an idiot she was, she could never understand him. Nobody ever could, hard as they tried. He was somewhat proud of that as well. Almost nobody had ever been able to break his emotional barriers. "What are you, some sort of teenaged shrink? I hope you know that everything you read and see on the big screen is far from real, and I have yet to meet more then a couple famous people who are anything like that damned stereotype of yours".
"Sure. That's what they say in the movies too," she nodded seriously, trying to keep the muffled laughter from creeping into her voice.
"Has anybody every told you that you're a very annoying, nosy freak?"
"Has anybody ever told you that it isn't a good idea to stick an open water bottle right next to your laptop?" she pointed out and couldn't help but laugh as he swiveled around at the speed of light to check on his precious laptop.
"You are so," she choked between giggles, "gullible!" she continued to roll on the ground while a disgusted Inuyasha rose, dusted his jeans, and calmly walked out of the living room toward his rather large kitchen. Kagome, who had only been trying to have some fun with him, quickly stopped laughing. She followed him into the kitchen only to see him leaning over the counter, his shoulders shaking in sobs. Her heart reached out to him immediately, and she wanted to punch herself for being so rude earlier. She felt like a rotten person. He had the kindness to take her into his own house, and this is how she repaid him? She truly was a jerk.
"Inuyasha," she whispered softly, trying not to make him more upset. She walked over to the sobbing man and rested a hand on his shoulder, her heart quenching at the thought that she had made someone this upset. "I'm so sorry," she began, almost in tears herself, but fighting to keep them back. She had never made anybody cry before, and she was so lost in thought at this that she barely heard the deep laughs from beside her. When she finally snapped back into reality, she was very surprised to find Inuyasha's face directly above hers, laughing like crazy. His cheeks were suspiciously dry for someone who had been crying moments earlier.
"Oh yeah, I'M the gullible one!" he laughed, smirking at her. "You should have seen yourself. Inuyasha...," he mocked in a horrible imitation of her own high voice. "I..I'm so sorry," he pounded his fist on the counter in laughter. "Please, it takes a lot more then petty insults to make me cry".
Kagome felt herself getting angrier by the second. He shouldn't play with her emotions like that! "That wasn't funny Inuyasha! I really thought you were upset!" she yelled angrily. "Don't scare me like that!"
"Your sensitive side is going to be the downfall of you one of these days. Emotions are such wasteful things," he boasted, proud of himself for having so few of those himself.
Kagome shot him a glance that looked suspiciously like one of pity. "I'm so sorry for you," she whispered quietly, more to herself then anyone. Inuyasha scoffed, but tried not to let on to the girl that he had heard her quite clearly. Hoping to change the subject, he noticed the many takeout menus on the wall.
"So whaddaya want to eat?"
"What do you have?" she asked, also eager to change the current subject. It had been getting rather uncomfortable.
"Everything in the world, Malomi, check out the merchandise," he grinned, gesturing to the takeout menus on the wall. Kagome (about to yell at him for mispronouncing her name) immediately shut her mouth as she gaped like an open mouthed bass at the sight before her. The takeout menus took up approximately half the wall, and she felt astounded that she hadn't noticed them before. She saw everything from Subway to the Hard Rock Café. She hadn't even known that they GAVE takeout, but she figured Inuyasha was probably a special case.
"P-pizza is fine," she stuttered, still in shock over the menus. "Geez, do you ever cook?"
"Nah, takes too much time. Besides, I like takeout, and I can easily afford it," he boasted. Kagome finally got over the initial shock of Inuyasha's collection and shrugged. "Suit yourself," she said as she made her way over to the couch and watched Inuyasha order their food.
"Yes, I'd like one pizza. Yes, cheese and mushroom. Oh? Yea? Well all right, stick some of those suckers on there too. I love good anchovies," he actually hated them, but hearing the horror-stricken gasp from the girl on the couch was definitely worth it. "All right. No, please don't send that one again, I'm not in the mood to have any fainting fangirls. All right. Half an hour? Fine, later!" he said cheerfully as he clicked the phone back on the receiver. He turned to see a horrified Kagome sitting on the couch before him.
"Anchovies?" she croaked.
"Yea, gotta love those slimy little fish. Slide right down the throat," he saw her shudder at that, and his grin grew all the wider. "Really hits the spot. What's the matter?" he asked innocently upon seeing the sick expression on her face.
"I don't think I'm so hungry anymore," she blanched.
That was all he took to start cracking up. He pointed a clawed finger at her while holding his side with the other hand. "You are," he chortled more, "absolutely hysterical. You should have seen the look on your face".
"Are you telling me," she began, annoyed. "That you only ordered those little rotten fish JUST to spite me?"
"DUH!" he smirked at her again.
"Oh, well that's all right then. I love anchovies!" she smiled brightly.
"Wha-? But just a minute ago you were writhing in pain at the thought of even looking at them!," he protested.
"No, I'm serious, I love anchovies! I'm not that stupid, I knew what you were doing all along!" she giggled happily. "Now you're the one being forced into eating something you hate! Isn't it fun to have the joke turn on you?" she smiled at him, laughter echoing in her brain. She wasn't THAT easily fooled.
"Oh just wait," he seethed. "The joke won't be on me for long".
"Ooh, I'm SOO scared," she said, sarcasm dripping from her voice. "So anyway, what did you mean when you said you didn't want another fangirl? What happened the last time?"
He looked away for a minute, smirking cockily at the memory. Kagome made a note that he seemed to do that a lot. "Nothing, just the usual. They got some teenaged girl to deliver a pizza, and she fainted at the mere sight of me. It wasn't really her fault though, I can sort of see why," he gave another of his famous smirks at Kagome and she shook her head.
"Someone's a bit big for his britches," she scolded. "That's something else I wanted to ask you. How is it that someone as famous as yourself seems to have nothing better to do then sit around and watch television? Don't you have videos to shoot, forms to fill out, all that good stuff?"
"Nah, I already told you. I wanted to take some time off from that stuff. About six months ago, my agent finally gave me permission to take a year off. She said it'd be in everyone's best interests since the press had started to die down a bit. Her theory was that "separation would make the heart grow fonder". In other words, when I came back I'd be the top teen idol again".
"So everything just stops? Like that?" she asked curiously, snapping her fingers to indicate what she meant. "I mean, people don't become un- famous that easily do they? Don't you still have the press and all that?"
"Yea, but not as bad as before. The first three months were torture, I finally had to disconnect my phone because of all the calls I got from the media and everyone else who wanted to know why I'd suddenly disappeared. After awhile they seemed to accept it and leave me alone. I still get the occasional paparazzi chase, and I can't go out in public very often, but for the most part I live a pretty normal life," he shrugged. He looked back at Kagome who seemed to be lost in thought.
"But," she began slowly. "What could have happened to make you just want to step out of the spotlight so quickly?" she seemed to be talking more to herself then to him. "I mean, why would a guy who was in the prime of his career, had all the money and girls he could ever want or need, and basically led the perfect life suddenly decide to give it all up? Or maybe being famous wasn't as perfect as you want me to believe," she shot him a quick glance to catch his expression.
She had expected his expression to be full of thoughtfulness, confusion, or just the usual conceit. She had never for once expected the pain and sadness that seemed to cloud over his vision, overtaking any of the usual lack of emotion that his amber eyes usually held. Her gaze held his for a moment, and she felt his gaze tugging painfully at her heart. For a moment she felt that she would have been willing to do anything to make him smile, to rid that haunting look from his eyes
And suddenly the look disappeared. He shook his head for a moment, ashamed that this girl had been able to see so deeply into him, even for a moment. Nobody had done that for half a year and if he had his way, nobody ever would. He took his usual demeanor back up within moments. "Feh, shows how much you know. Fame is the best thing that ever happened to me! I just wanted to laze around and watch porn for a year. I'll be back on track before you know it, and don't expect any favors once I'm back in the spotlight".
The doorbell suddenly rang and he hurried to answer it, thankful for the interruption. He had felt awkward under Kagome's soft gaze, and he silently cursed himself for ever agreeing to take the damned girl in. He threw open the door and felt relief when a brown haired teenaged boy stood there. No fainting fangirls. Phew. He looked at his nametag to see the boy's name was "Hojo". What a sad excuse for a name.
"P-pizza delivery for Inuyasha," stuttered the boy, and Inuyasha gave him a curious look. The delivery boy was positively shaking, and it looked like he was doing everything in his power NOT to look up at Inuyasha.
"What's your problem, Hojo?" he asked with an annoyed tone. Hojo looked like he might faint.
"You, you said my name!" he said blissfully, looking like heaven had smiled upon him at last. "You said my name! Hallelujah!" he began to jump excitedly at the prospect of Inuyasha of all people acknowledging his existence. So excited, in fact, that he dropped the pizza.
"Oh," he began, embarrassment clouding his face. "I-I'm so sorry Mr. Inuyasha. I didn't mean to," he began, looking up at the hanyou for the first time. And for the first time in his life, Inuyasha watched a boy faint at the mere sight of him.
A/N: So what do you think? Again, not much to increase the plot in this one... but according to my little chapter outline, not much will be happening for a few chapters. Kagura and Kagome's father make an appearance in the next chapter though!