Hey! SO sorry about the long time between updates. I seriously have NO
spare time! As it is, I'm doing this before bed, staying up later than is
advisable, just so I can write this. Now than, don't you love me? Lol. I'm
listening to a Three Days Grace song. I've only heard two, but I am SO in
love. It's a must! The two I know are "I hate everything about you" but it
goes on to say 'why do I love you' so it's NOT a hate song, lol. And the
second one is Let You Down, that's the one I'm listening to now. They rock!
Okay, enough free advertising.
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"Yes Ma'am, I'm sorry. It won't happen again." Kagome's voice held just the right amount of humility and contriteness to be believable.
The nurse sniffed, obviously not falling for the act. "So you said yesterday Miss Higurashi. And the day before." She let her shoulders relax and a small sigh escaped her. "But I suppose that is the best we'll get from you. You'd better hope I don't have to come up here again today!" With what was supposed to be a sever look, the nurse turned and swiftly excited the room.
Kagome counted to fifteen after the door shut, waiting until the sound of retreating footsteps had completely disappeared.
As soon as she knew it was safe, she ran over to the window and stuck her head out, laughing into the wind. "You can come in now!"
She jumped back as Inuyasha hurled himself through the window. "I am never. Ever. Doing that again." He panted, glaring at the offending window through narrowed eyes.
She tried, she really did, but a small giggle escaped her. "What happened to the big bad tough Inuyasha?" She teased. "You didn't exactly object when I suggested the idea! In fact, I think your exact word was 'cool'."
He turned his venomous stare towards her innocent gaze. "I thought you were kidding! Now I know what you're in here for!" He paused, deciding to let her simmer in her curiosity for at least a full minute. He gave up the instant she put her hands on his hips. Suddenly waiting didn't seem very wise. "You're insane! Clinically, medically, and LITERALLY insane!" He seemed very proud of himself for reaching the conclusion.
Her reaction wasn't quite what he had hoped for. With a shrug she leaned against the windowsill, her dark hair catching in the breeze letting the wind toy with it's tangled strands. "So what else is new?" It was like a scene out of a movie and he found himself oddly enjoying her drama.
"You think you're so cool, don't you?" He smirked, playing along. He struck a pose, resting his elbows on the edge of her bed, positioning one foot further in front of the other, giving him a typical 'bad boy' look.
Her voice remained disinterested, but her eyes were positively delighted. "You don't?" She pouted prettily, moving to cross her arms. Her motions were slow and graceful, arms gliding through the air as if an invisible force supported them.
"Nope, not really." He sunk lower into his pose, beginning to feel at least a little respect for those 'tough guy' actors. His back was starting to cramp up.
She moved easily across the room, and for a second he thought she was going to strike a pose by the sink next to her bed. It wasn't until she grabbed the spray handle that he realized he had just been duped.
"I'll show you 'cool' hot stuff!" She laughed out loud as she whirled around, hitting the handle as she sprayed ice cold water in his direction.
She stopped after only a few seconds, but it took nearly five minutes for her to stop laughing and Inuyasha to wring most of the water out of his hair. "Is that better?" She asked, once she managed to talk coherently.
"Much." He said dryly, making her giggle.
"Good. I live to serve you know." She eyed him speculatively. "Do you want a brush or something?"
"I'm fine." He shook his head briskly, spraying a few droplets in her direction.
"Hey! Watch where you're shaking dry you mutt!" She must have thought her reference to him as a dog was absolutely hilarious because she burst out laughing again, collapsing onto her bed.
Inuyasha didn't miss the opening. In two quick steps he reached the sink and grabbed the sprayer. "No!" She screamed, trying to fend off the stream of water with her fists. "You're playing dirty!"
He stopped as soon as her hair was thoroughly drenched. "Want a brush?" He mocked, tossing the spray handle back into the sink.
She looked at him through the wet tangles. "Very funny."
"I try." He mimicked her movements, running his hand through his hair to get out the worst of the knots.
"Try harder." Her voice was dry, but he could see the sparkle of amusement in her eyes.
Inuyasha threw himself onto the bed next to her, neither of them caring about the wet spots forming on the spread. "What now?" He glanced at the clock. "I still have over an hour."
"It's not MY responsibility to entertain you, you know." She informed him, wringing out her hair, ignoring the droplets spilling onto her bed. "Can't you think for yourself? Wait, don't answer that. I wouldn't want to embarrass you." She grinned up at him, making it impossible to be angry with her.
"You're mean." He glared at her, but without venom. He paused, thinking. "Well . . . I do have a few cherry bombs my friends and I were going to uh . . . present the hospital with, but they chickened out when I got a teacher for an escort. It'd be a shame to waste them." He sighed, shaking his head.
After he was convinced he had been sufficiently serious he peeked up at her, grinning at the sight of her delighted smile. "I'm sure we can come up with something!" She assured him. "In fact, I'm getting hungry."
He looked at her, confused. "You can't eat cherry bombs, genius."
"I wasn't going to eat them, moron! I meant we could bring them with us to the cafeteria! You know, kill two birds with one stone." She glared at him, but the mood was interrupted by her sudden laughter. "You really thought I'd eat them?"
Wisely, Inuyasha chose not to answer. "Where's the cafeteria? I don't remember passing it." He tried to look interested in his own question, but failed miserably. It was obvious he had just been trying to change the topic.
She tossed her hair, sending him an amused look. "On the first floor. Come one, it won't take us long to get there."
Inuyasha smiled weakly, and followed her out the room. All of the personal acknowledged her with a nod, as did a few of the patients, but none were openly friendly with her. He wasn't sure if it was because of his presence or if the girl really didn't have any friends in the hospital. The second seemed nearly impossible to him. He'd never met someone so easy to hang out with. But at the same time, she didn't seem on particularly friendly terms with any of the people either.
He would have pondered his observations more had they not entered the cafeteria and his nose been attacked by the smell of good old cafeteria food.
***
Kagome scoured the cafeteria with an analytical gaze. It only took a few furtive glances before she found the perfect target. Quickly, she grabbed Inuyasha by the arm, yanking him against the wall so they would be out of sight from the two 'cooks'.
'Tuna Casserole' she mouthed, jerking her head toward the steaming mixture. It took a second for him to catch on, but finally he followed her pointed motions and caught sight of her intended target. A slow smile spread across his face. With a quick nod, he produced the bombs. There were four in all and he covertly handed her two. Inuyasha produced a lighter from one of the pockets inside his jacket, and they lit all four fuses at once.
Their eyes met and they grinned simultaneously.
In perfect syncopation they launched their mini explosives. The first two both landed in the tuna casserole, but Inuyasha's second landed in the mashed potatoes next to the main course and Kagome's soared completely over both and landed in the still cooking stew. They turned towards each other, absolutely delighted.
BANG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Everyone in the cafeteria started at the noise. It shocked everyone so much that it took them a split second longer to realize that there had been a reason for the blast. Bits of casserole flew into the air with clumps of the cold mashed potatoes. The cooks found themselves covered in the simmering stew and began to scream frantically, terrified it would hit their skin. In the chaos that followed, Kagome and Inuyasha made their escape.
Once in the safety of the hall, they burst out laughing, leaning on each other for support. They made several feeble attempts to start a conversation but gave up in the end, content to laugh until they felt as if they couldn't take another step.
Somehow they managed to make it back to Kagome's room, still wiping tears of laughter from their eyes. "That was awesome!" Kagome finally managed, shutting the door behind her and throwing herself on her bed.
Inuyasha flopped down next to her, grinning so hard his cheeks hurt. "It's a shame you home-school. What a waste of a diabolical mind. The cafeteria idea was pure genius!"
"Thank you, thank you very much." She bowed, imitating a very bad Elvis Presley impersonation.
There was silence for a moment, broken by Inuyasha in a tone of voice that sounded as if something had just occurred to him. "Why are you here anyway? I mean, you don't seem sick, and the nurse was pretty lenient about the whole music deal."
The smile froze on her face as she tried to come up with a believable lie. For the first time in her life she was normal, if she screwed this up she'd lose her one chance at having real fun. "It's my parents." She heard her voice say, sounding as if it was far away. "They're so over protective. If I have so much as a headache, they put me back in the hospital. The nurses are used to it by now, so I get the same room every time."
He blinked. "That's gotta suck." She giggled at his bluntness.
"Yeah, it does. But what can you do?" She shrugged, hiding the ecstasy that followed his casual acceptance.
"Don't ask me." He shrugged back. "My dad won't give a rip what I do as long as I don't kill myself or ruin his chances at running for governor next year."
She raised an eyebrow. "Governor? You really did NOT strike me as the type to come from a political family."
"Hey!" He defended himself. "I lead the best group of pranksters in the school! That's leaderships skills for ya!"
"Oh. Right." She smacked her forehead. "How could I have forgotten?" Her sarcasm was obvious.
"I don't know." He sighed dramatically, adopting an air of wounded pride. "I can't believe you value my accomplishments so little."
"On the contrary. I think they're great!" She grinned. "How much you wanna bet they order out for meals from now on?"
"Do I look stupid to you?" He demanded, shaking his head until she opened her mouth. "Don't answer that." He added abruptly.
She stuck her tongue out at him. "Fine. But you know what I was going to say."
He groaned, reaching behind his head for a pillow. Once his fingers had clenched it tightly, he raised his arms high over his head and smacked her with it, right across the face. "What makes you think I care?"
"You jerk!" She laughed, picking up another pillow from her side of the bed. "I don't really care if you care or not!" She smacked him back, dancing away from his returning swing.
"Well, I don't care if you care if I care or not!" He retorted, drawing his arms back for another swing.
She stopped abruptly. "What?" The pillow came too fast for her to dodge.
He grinned smugly. "It's called," He paused. "Well, I don't remember what it's called, but I distracted you enough to strike a hit. I really thought you were smarter than that." He shook his head in mock sympathy.
Which served to hide her attack from him perfectly . . .
THWACK!!!!!!!!!!
And chaos ensued . . .
***
ALL DONE! Aren't you glad I updated? I really REALLY am sorry about everything! This week should be better cuz I only have one major paper due (but I have other assignments.). I'm working evenings though almost all next week and that's usually my writing time, so we'll see how it goes. I'm listening to Headstrong by Trapt now, and I LOVE IT! THAT SONG IS GREAT TOO! GET IT!!!!!
I'm telling you . . . these bands ought to pay me for advertising . . .
Than I wouldn't have to work . . .
Or go to college . . .
Which would leave more time for writing . . .
Oooooooooooooh
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"Yes Ma'am, I'm sorry. It won't happen again." Kagome's voice held just the right amount of humility and contriteness to be believable.
The nurse sniffed, obviously not falling for the act. "So you said yesterday Miss Higurashi. And the day before." She let her shoulders relax and a small sigh escaped her. "But I suppose that is the best we'll get from you. You'd better hope I don't have to come up here again today!" With what was supposed to be a sever look, the nurse turned and swiftly excited the room.
Kagome counted to fifteen after the door shut, waiting until the sound of retreating footsteps had completely disappeared.
As soon as she knew it was safe, she ran over to the window and stuck her head out, laughing into the wind. "You can come in now!"
She jumped back as Inuyasha hurled himself through the window. "I am never. Ever. Doing that again." He panted, glaring at the offending window through narrowed eyes.
She tried, she really did, but a small giggle escaped her. "What happened to the big bad tough Inuyasha?" She teased. "You didn't exactly object when I suggested the idea! In fact, I think your exact word was 'cool'."
He turned his venomous stare towards her innocent gaze. "I thought you were kidding! Now I know what you're in here for!" He paused, deciding to let her simmer in her curiosity for at least a full minute. He gave up the instant she put her hands on his hips. Suddenly waiting didn't seem very wise. "You're insane! Clinically, medically, and LITERALLY insane!" He seemed very proud of himself for reaching the conclusion.
Her reaction wasn't quite what he had hoped for. With a shrug she leaned against the windowsill, her dark hair catching in the breeze letting the wind toy with it's tangled strands. "So what else is new?" It was like a scene out of a movie and he found himself oddly enjoying her drama.
"You think you're so cool, don't you?" He smirked, playing along. He struck a pose, resting his elbows on the edge of her bed, positioning one foot further in front of the other, giving him a typical 'bad boy' look.
Her voice remained disinterested, but her eyes were positively delighted. "You don't?" She pouted prettily, moving to cross her arms. Her motions were slow and graceful, arms gliding through the air as if an invisible force supported them.
"Nope, not really." He sunk lower into his pose, beginning to feel at least a little respect for those 'tough guy' actors. His back was starting to cramp up.
She moved easily across the room, and for a second he thought she was going to strike a pose by the sink next to her bed. It wasn't until she grabbed the spray handle that he realized he had just been duped.
"I'll show you 'cool' hot stuff!" She laughed out loud as she whirled around, hitting the handle as she sprayed ice cold water in his direction.
She stopped after only a few seconds, but it took nearly five minutes for her to stop laughing and Inuyasha to wring most of the water out of his hair. "Is that better?" She asked, once she managed to talk coherently.
"Much." He said dryly, making her giggle.
"Good. I live to serve you know." She eyed him speculatively. "Do you want a brush or something?"
"I'm fine." He shook his head briskly, spraying a few droplets in her direction.
"Hey! Watch where you're shaking dry you mutt!" She must have thought her reference to him as a dog was absolutely hilarious because she burst out laughing again, collapsing onto her bed.
Inuyasha didn't miss the opening. In two quick steps he reached the sink and grabbed the sprayer. "No!" She screamed, trying to fend off the stream of water with her fists. "You're playing dirty!"
He stopped as soon as her hair was thoroughly drenched. "Want a brush?" He mocked, tossing the spray handle back into the sink.
She looked at him through the wet tangles. "Very funny."
"I try." He mimicked her movements, running his hand through his hair to get out the worst of the knots.
"Try harder." Her voice was dry, but he could see the sparkle of amusement in her eyes.
Inuyasha threw himself onto the bed next to her, neither of them caring about the wet spots forming on the spread. "What now?" He glanced at the clock. "I still have over an hour."
"It's not MY responsibility to entertain you, you know." She informed him, wringing out her hair, ignoring the droplets spilling onto her bed. "Can't you think for yourself? Wait, don't answer that. I wouldn't want to embarrass you." She grinned up at him, making it impossible to be angry with her.
"You're mean." He glared at her, but without venom. He paused, thinking. "Well . . . I do have a few cherry bombs my friends and I were going to uh . . . present the hospital with, but they chickened out when I got a teacher for an escort. It'd be a shame to waste them." He sighed, shaking his head.
After he was convinced he had been sufficiently serious he peeked up at her, grinning at the sight of her delighted smile. "I'm sure we can come up with something!" She assured him. "In fact, I'm getting hungry."
He looked at her, confused. "You can't eat cherry bombs, genius."
"I wasn't going to eat them, moron! I meant we could bring them with us to the cafeteria! You know, kill two birds with one stone." She glared at him, but the mood was interrupted by her sudden laughter. "You really thought I'd eat them?"
Wisely, Inuyasha chose not to answer. "Where's the cafeteria? I don't remember passing it." He tried to look interested in his own question, but failed miserably. It was obvious he had just been trying to change the topic.
She tossed her hair, sending him an amused look. "On the first floor. Come one, it won't take us long to get there."
Inuyasha smiled weakly, and followed her out the room. All of the personal acknowledged her with a nod, as did a few of the patients, but none were openly friendly with her. He wasn't sure if it was because of his presence or if the girl really didn't have any friends in the hospital. The second seemed nearly impossible to him. He'd never met someone so easy to hang out with. But at the same time, she didn't seem on particularly friendly terms with any of the people either.
He would have pondered his observations more had they not entered the cafeteria and his nose been attacked by the smell of good old cafeteria food.
***
Kagome scoured the cafeteria with an analytical gaze. It only took a few furtive glances before she found the perfect target. Quickly, she grabbed Inuyasha by the arm, yanking him against the wall so they would be out of sight from the two 'cooks'.
'Tuna Casserole' she mouthed, jerking her head toward the steaming mixture. It took a second for him to catch on, but finally he followed her pointed motions and caught sight of her intended target. A slow smile spread across his face. With a quick nod, he produced the bombs. There were four in all and he covertly handed her two. Inuyasha produced a lighter from one of the pockets inside his jacket, and they lit all four fuses at once.
Their eyes met and they grinned simultaneously.
In perfect syncopation they launched their mini explosives. The first two both landed in the tuna casserole, but Inuyasha's second landed in the mashed potatoes next to the main course and Kagome's soared completely over both and landed in the still cooking stew. They turned towards each other, absolutely delighted.
BANG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Everyone in the cafeteria started at the noise. It shocked everyone so much that it took them a split second longer to realize that there had been a reason for the blast. Bits of casserole flew into the air with clumps of the cold mashed potatoes. The cooks found themselves covered in the simmering stew and began to scream frantically, terrified it would hit their skin. In the chaos that followed, Kagome and Inuyasha made their escape.
Once in the safety of the hall, they burst out laughing, leaning on each other for support. They made several feeble attempts to start a conversation but gave up in the end, content to laugh until they felt as if they couldn't take another step.
Somehow they managed to make it back to Kagome's room, still wiping tears of laughter from their eyes. "That was awesome!" Kagome finally managed, shutting the door behind her and throwing herself on her bed.
Inuyasha flopped down next to her, grinning so hard his cheeks hurt. "It's a shame you home-school. What a waste of a diabolical mind. The cafeteria idea was pure genius!"
"Thank you, thank you very much." She bowed, imitating a very bad Elvis Presley impersonation.
There was silence for a moment, broken by Inuyasha in a tone of voice that sounded as if something had just occurred to him. "Why are you here anyway? I mean, you don't seem sick, and the nurse was pretty lenient about the whole music deal."
The smile froze on her face as she tried to come up with a believable lie. For the first time in her life she was normal, if she screwed this up she'd lose her one chance at having real fun. "It's my parents." She heard her voice say, sounding as if it was far away. "They're so over protective. If I have so much as a headache, they put me back in the hospital. The nurses are used to it by now, so I get the same room every time."
He blinked. "That's gotta suck." She giggled at his bluntness.
"Yeah, it does. But what can you do?" She shrugged, hiding the ecstasy that followed his casual acceptance.
"Don't ask me." He shrugged back. "My dad won't give a rip what I do as long as I don't kill myself or ruin his chances at running for governor next year."
She raised an eyebrow. "Governor? You really did NOT strike me as the type to come from a political family."
"Hey!" He defended himself. "I lead the best group of pranksters in the school! That's leaderships skills for ya!"
"Oh. Right." She smacked her forehead. "How could I have forgotten?" Her sarcasm was obvious.
"I don't know." He sighed dramatically, adopting an air of wounded pride. "I can't believe you value my accomplishments so little."
"On the contrary. I think they're great!" She grinned. "How much you wanna bet they order out for meals from now on?"
"Do I look stupid to you?" He demanded, shaking his head until she opened her mouth. "Don't answer that." He added abruptly.
She stuck her tongue out at him. "Fine. But you know what I was going to say."
He groaned, reaching behind his head for a pillow. Once his fingers had clenched it tightly, he raised his arms high over his head and smacked her with it, right across the face. "What makes you think I care?"
"You jerk!" She laughed, picking up another pillow from her side of the bed. "I don't really care if you care or not!" She smacked him back, dancing away from his returning swing.
"Well, I don't care if you care if I care or not!" He retorted, drawing his arms back for another swing.
She stopped abruptly. "What?" The pillow came too fast for her to dodge.
He grinned smugly. "It's called," He paused. "Well, I don't remember what it's called, but I distracted you enough to strike a hit. I really thought you were smarter than that." He shook his head in mock sympathy.
Which served to hide her attack from him perfectly . . .
THWACK!!!!!!!!!!
And chaos ensued . . .
***
ALL DONE! Aren't you glad I updated? I really REALLY am sorry about everything! This week should be better cuz I only have one major paper due (but I have other assignments.). I'm working evenings though almost all next week and that's usually my writing time, so we'll see how it goes. I'm listening to Headstrong by Trapt now, and I LOVE IT! THAT SONG IS GREAT TOO! GET IT!!!!!
I'm telling you . . . these bands ought to pay me for advertising . . .
Than I wouldn't have to work . . .
Or go to college . . .
Which would leave more time for writing . . .
Oooooooooooooh