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AN: Thank everyone for reviewing! This chapter should be pretty good... the metro is funny. School on Monday. Arrg. Stupid school.
Going to respond to reviews! Not all, but some.
Aamalie: It is a little over the top... but I kept getting these ideas of things that Miroku would do and I couldn't resist. Hehe. I'm happy to say that the first chapter is pretty much going to be the peak, however.
Ria: Yeah, I included that for you. Hehe. The ending with Kagome was pretty Inu-yasha, no?
Mili: Oui, je sais! Too much Japanese in fics out there. Leaves us French students in the dust. (Though French does have its uses. One the trip I had to order food in French for my Japanese-speaking friends.)
Sugarsprite: I know. Curses to school. Good for you, watching Inu-yasha!
AMAZING, waterlily216, and star watcher: Thank you. Hope you like this chapter!
Exchange Student Inu-yasha Chapter Two: The Metro
"You're kidding."
"I wish I was." Kagome pouted. Miroku was grinning and looking at the two girls.
"Since my friend and I are going to be staying with you two beautiful woman, I would like to ask you a question." He cleared his throat. "Would either of you girls do the honor of being my girlfriend?"
Inu-yasha didn't think that two girls could hit Miroku at the same time, but the next moment proved him wrong. Like a flash the teen was on the ground, unconscious. Sango dusted herself off.
"He's disgusting." She turned to Kagome and begun to speak in French. "Do I really have to stay with this guy?"
"Well, don't complain. I've got the rude American pig."
"Hey, I can speak French, you know!" Inu-yasha protested. Both of the girls winced. "What?" He asked.
"Your French is very..." Sango started in English. "How do I put this..." She pondered.
"American." Kagome cut in.
"Huh?" Inu-yasha was still oblivious looking.
"You have no accent." Kagome stated rudely. Inu-yasha slumped down.
"What do you know bitch." He said, obviously sulking.
"I've only lived here my whole life! You slob." She fumed.
"You just shut up! Your English sucks, anyways." Inu-yasha lied.
Sango had to restrain Kagome so that she wouldn't jump on the boy. Inu-yasha just crossed his arms and laughed obnoxiously. Sango scowled at him.
"Look, at least try not to provoke her?" She demanded. Inu-yasha shrugged. After a few more minutes Kagome calmed down. "Okay. Boys. We're going to be taking the Metro to our next location. I must warn you: the pickpockets are quite bad. Here." She handed them two cards. "The little orange paper slips inside are you tickets. You put them in the machine, take them where they pop out, and move on. Got it? Everything moves fast on the metro. You may have to shove to get on the train. If you get separated from the group, don't panic. Try to get to where we had agreed, and we'll meet there. Got it?" Inu-yasha nodded and Miroku's head lolled in a way that remotely resembled a nod.
"Lets go." Kagome started walking and Sango followed. Inu-yasha gave Miroku a kick and then kept walking. Miroku after a moment stood up and started walking after the rest of his group, a strange smile on his face.
'Hm... so French girls are feisty too.' He thought with a grin. 'I think I'm gonna have some fun here.'
~*~*~ AT THE METRO~*~*~
After Kagome explained to the two boys what stop they were going to they went down to the metro station. After about a minute a bus came along. They all managed to get on the train, but were a little cozy, to Miroku's pleasure. Inu-yasha through a lot of dashing and pushing managed to get a seat, and Kagome got the seat next to him.
Out of nowhere seemingly, a beautiful dark haired woman in a low cut blouse approached the group. She shoved past Sango to get next to Miroku.
"Excuse me sir, but I couldn't help but notice that you were really, really handsome. I was wondering if we could go out for dinner sometime." She smiled dazzlingly. Miroku had a dream like look in his eyes. Sango watched the whole scene with narrowed eyes. She glanced at Kagome, who nodded. Kagome got out of her seat and grabbed the woman's right hand, which had been going into Miroku's pocket.
"Now, bitch, I want you to give this young man's wallet back to him and get off this train at the next stop. Understand?" The woman snarled at her. Kagome looked at Sango.
"Oh my god it's a pick pocket!" Sango yelled. Her voice carried down the whole train. The woman panicked, her eyes growing wide. The train doors slid open and the woman was running out the door. The doors slid closed again and the train kept moving.
"Why did you have to do that?" Miroku whined.
"She was picking your pocket!" Kagome retorted.
"Yeah, but I liked it." Miroku grinned. Both the girls rolled their eyes. The doors slid open again and the group walked out.
"Okay," Kagome started. "The next stop we're going to is..." She trailed of and a look of horror came on to her face.
"What is it?" Sango asked.
"I haven't gotten into an argument in the last ten minutes." All of their eyes widened.
"Oh crap. Inu-yasha is still on the train!" Miroku exclaimed. All of them ran back towards the train but the doors slid shut. Sango and Kagome just stared as the train flew out of the tunnel.
"What now?" Miroku asked.
"Miroku and Sango, you guys get on the next train and check all the stations from here to the end of this line to see if he got off. When you're done head back. I'll stay here to see if he gets back." Kagome stated.
"Can't Miroku do it alone?" Sango asked, eyes pleading with Kagome.
"You guys will cover more ground if you're together. Plus Miroku has no idea has no idea how to use the metro, and he'd probably end up in the interesting parts of Paris." Kagome smirked. Sango wilted at the idea of searching the metro with a pervert. Miroku on the other hand had quite a large smile.
Sango and Miroku got on the next train. Kagome sat down and began to wait.
~*~*~ON THE METRO~*~*~
Inu-yasha awoke with a start. With alarm he realized that a wiry looking man reading the newspaper, and not Kagome occupied the seat next to him. In fact, as he looked around no one that he knew was on the train.
'Crap.' He thought. 'I must have slept through the stop.' The doors slid open and he pushed out with the tides of people. He reached a metro map and found where he was on the line.
'Not to bad. I only overshot by three stops.' He glanced across the station. The train going across was on the other side.
After a little bit of confusion he managed to make his way across the station by going up a floor and crossing over. He caught the next train going towards the stop that they had agreed on.
Only a moment later Miroku and Sango arrived at the station. After a brief moment of searching they realized that Inu-yasha was not here. Both of them boarded the next train.
Miroku being ahead of Sango got the only seat. Because of the traffic coming in, Sango was shoved right up to Miroku, back towards him, so that his knees touched the back of hers.
"Stop looking at my ass." Sango hissed. She couldn't really turn around in the crowd, and she could practically feel the boy's eyes on her back.
"Why, Sango, I have no idea what you're talking about." He retorted, using his most innocent tone.
"Yes you do!" She growled. "Now stop it."
"If you feel so uncomfortable, you can have my seat." Miroku replied, playing the gentleman card that usually worked.
"And have you look down my shirt? No thanks." Miroku cursed under his breath. Usually girls didn't know that trick.
"Well, you could always just sit on my lap." Miroku grinned.
"No!" Sango exclaimed. She shifted her footing nervously as she realized his eyes were aimed. "Well, fine." She sat down hesitantly. "I can't believe I'm doing this." She thought out loud.
"It's not that bad, is it?" He asked. She shivered at the feel of his breath against her neck.
"You're a really creepy person, do you know that?" She asked. He smiled.
"I'm not that bad." Miroku replied, wrapping his arms around Sango's waist.
"Yes you are!" She squealed, jumping out of his lap. "Look the train's stopped! Lets go." She rushed out of the train. Miroku smiled and followed.
~*~*~ AT THE RIGHT STATION~*~*~
Kagome jumped out of her seat as Inu-yasha got off the train.
"Inu-yasha!" She exclaimed. "YOU IDIOT! Do you know how worried I was that I would have to explain to your parents that you were lost in France. How the hell you could you fall asleep on the train?"
"I haven't slept for a day and a half! Do you expect me to be freaking perky?" Inu-yasha growled.
"It takes some idiot to fall asleep in the middle of the metro." She muttered.
"It takes some bitch not to notice that her tour is not with her anymore. I should have realized you were a self centered wench." He leered.
"You asshole!" She slapped him hard against the face. Inu-yasha reached up to touch the red hand mark that was forming on his cheek. They both just stared at each other for a few seconds. Warily, Inu-yasha broke the silence.
"So what are we doing next?" Inu-yasha asked.
"We're going to the Arch de Truimph." Kagome hised. She noted the lost look on Inu-yasha's face. "It's a huge arch that Napoleon built. We're gonna climb to the top. There's a good view of Paris."
"Top?" Inu-yasha asked a little nervously.
"Yeah. It's not that high though. There are only about one hundred and fifty steps." Kagome replied. "What's wrong?"
"N-nothing." Inu-yasha stuttered.
"Are you afraid of heights, Inu-yasha?" Kagome leaned in, smiling wickedly.
"No! Of course not." He replied, without conviction. Just at that moment Miroku and Sango got off the train, Sango looking pissed off and Miroku looking slightly more bruised and smiling. Sango leaned in to Kagome.
"Get him away. He's so freaking creepy." She whispered in French. Inu- yasha got up and Sango took his seat.
"He didn't seem that bad to me." Kagome replied.
"Well, you didn't sit in his lap."
"WHAT?"
"I had to."
"Well, he is pretty cute."
"He's a pervert!" Sango exclaimed.
"He seems like a nice guy. At least compared to the American pig."
"Oh come on. He's okay."
"He's so rude!"
"But he's cute too."
"You're kidding."
"Oh, you can be so stubborn as to not notice."
"Fine. He's cute I admit it." Kagome giggled. "Did you say that he's cute TOO?" Sango blushed. Kagome just laughed. Inu-yasha, who they both had forgotten spoke French (however badly) was blushing profusely. Miroku had a dreamy kind of look on his face and a huge grin.
They were all thinking one thing: it was going to be an interesting three days.
AN: So, what do you think? Expect about a chapter per week. It's all I can manage with my insane schedule. Review please!
AN: Thank everyone for reviewing! This chapter should be pretty good... the metro is funny. School on Monday. Arrg. Stupid school.
Going to respond to reviews! Not all, but some.
Aamalie: It is a little over the top... but I kept getting these ideas of things that Miroku would do and I couldn't resist. Hehe. I'm happy to say that the first chapter is pretty much going to be the peak, however.
Ria: Yeah, I included that for you. Hehe. The ending with Kagome was pretty Inu-yasha, no?
Mili: Oui, je sais! Too much Japanese in fics out there. Leaves us French students in the dust. (Though French does have its uses. One the trip I had to order food in French for my Japanese-speaking friends.)
Sugarsprite: I know. Curses to school. Good for you, watching Inu-yasha!
AMAZING, waterlily216, and star watcher: Thank you. Hope you like this chapter!
Exchange Student Inu-yasha Chapter Two: The Metro
"You're kidding."
"I wish I was." Kagome pouted. Miroku was grinning and looking at the two girls.
"Since my friend and I are going to be staying with you two beautiful woman, I would like to ask you a question." He cleared his throat. "Would either of you girls do the honor of being my girlfriend?"
Inu-yasha didn't think that two girls could hit Miroku at the same time, but the next moment proved him wrong. Like a flash the teen was on the ground, unconscious. Sango dusted herself off.
"He's disgusting." She turned to Kagome and begun to speak in French. "Do I really have to stay with this guy?"
"Well, don't complain. I've got the rude American pig."
"Hey, I can speak French, you know!" Inu-yasha protested. Both of the girls winced. "What?" He asked.
"Your French is very..." Sango started in English. "How do I put this..." She pondered.
"American." Kagome cut in.
"Huh?" Inu-yasha was still oblivious looking.
"You have no accent." Kagome stated rudely. Inu-yasha slumped down.
"What do you know bitch." He said, obviously sulking.
"I've only lived here my whole life! You slob." She fumed.
"You just shut up! Your English sucks, anyways." Inu-yasha lied.
Sango had to restrain Kagome so that she wouldn't jump on the boy. Inu-yasha just crossed his arms and laughed obnoxiously. Sango scowled at him.
"Look, at least try not to provoke her?" She demanded. Inu-yasha shrugged. After a few more minutes Kagome calmed down. "Okay. Boys. We're going to be taking the Metro to our next location. I must warn you: the pickpockets are quite bad. Here." She handed them two cards. "The little orange paper slips inside are you tickets. You put them in the machine, take them where they pop out, and move on. Got it? Everything moves fast on the metro. You may have to shove to get on the train. If you get separated from the group, don't panic. Try to get to where we had agreed, and we'll meet there. Got it?" Inu-yasha nodded and Miroku's head lolled in a way that remotely resembled a nod.
"Lets go." Kagome started walking and Sango followed. Inu-yasha gave Miroku a kick and then kept walking. Miroku after a moment stood up and started walking after the rest of his group, a strange smile on his face.
'Hm... so French girls are feisty too.' He thought with a grin. 'I think I'm gonna have some fun here.'
~*~*~ AT THE METRO~*~*~
After Kagome explained to the two boys what stop they were going to they went down to the metro station. After about a minute a bus came along. They all managed to get on the train, but were a little cozy, to Miroku's pleasure. Inu-yasha through a lot of dashing and pushing managed to get a seat, and Kagome got the seat next to him.
Out of nowhere seemingly, a beautiful dark haired woman in a low cut blouse approached the group. She shoved past Sango to get next to Miroku.
"Excuse me sir, but I couldn't help but notice that you were really, really handsome. I was wondering if we could go out for dinner sometime." She smiled dazzlingly. Miroku had a dream like look in his eyes. Sango watched the whole scene with narrowed eyes. She glanced at Kagome, who nodded. Kagome got out of her seat and grabbed the woman's right hand, which had been going into Miroku's pocket.
"Now, bitch, I want you to give this young man's wallet back to him and get off this train at the next stop. Understand?" The woman snarled at her. Kagome looked at Sango.
"Oh my god it's a pick pocket!" Sango yelled. Her voice carried down the whole train. The woman panicked, her eyes growing wide. The train doors slid open and the woman was running out the door. The doors slid closed again and the train kept moving.
"Why did you have to do that?" Miroku whined.
"She was picking your pocket!" Kagome retorted.
"Yeah, but I liked it." Miroku grinned. Both the girls rolled their eyes. The doors slid open again and the group walked out.
"Okay," Kagome started. "The next stop we're going to is..." She trailed of and a look of horror came on to her face.
"What is it?" Sango asked.
"I haven't gotten into an argument in the last ten minutes." All of their eyes widened.
"Oh crap. Inu-yasha is still on the train!" Miroku exclaimed. All of them ran back towards the train but the doors slid shut. Sango and Kagome just stared as the train flew out of the tunnel.
"What now?" Miroku asked.
"Miroku and Sango, you guys get on the next train and check all the stations from here to the end of this line to see if he got off. When you're done head back. I'll stay here to see if he gets back." Kagome stated.
"Can't Miroku do it alone?" Sango asked, eyes pleading with Kagome.
"You guys will cover more ground if you're together. Plus Miroku has no idea has no idea how to use the metro, and he'd probably end up in the interesting parts of Paris." Kagome smirked. Sango wilted at the idea of searching the metro with a pervert. Miroku on the other hand had quite a large smile.
Sango and Miroku got on the next train. Kagome sat down and began to wait.
~*~*~ON THE METRO~*~*~
Inu-yasha awoke with a start. With alarm he realized that a wiry looking man reading the newspaper, and not Kagome occupied the seat next to him. In fact, as he looked around no one that he knew was on the train.
'Crap.' He thought. 'I must have slept through the stop.' The doors slid open and he pushed out with the tides of people. He reached a metro map and found where he was on the line.
'Not to bad. I only overshot by three stops.' He glanced across the station. The train going across was on the other side.
After a little bit of confusion he managed to make his way across the station by going up a floor and crossing over. He caught the next train going towards the stop that they had agreed on.
Only a moment later Miroku and Sango arrived at the station. After a brief moment of searching they realized that Inu-yasha was not here. Both of them boarded the next train.
Miroku being ahead of Sango got the only seat. Because of the traffic coming in, Sango was shoved right up to Miroku, back towards him, so that his knees touched the back of hers.
"Stop looking at my ass." Sango hissed. She couldn't really turn around in the crowd, and she could practically feel the boy's eyes on her back.
"Why, Sango, I have no idea what you're talking about." He retorted, using his most innocent tone.
"Yes you do!" She growled. "Now stop it."
"If you feel so uncomfortable, you can have my seat." Miroku replied, playing the gentleman card that usually worked.
"And have you look down my shirt? No thanks." Miroku cursed under his breath. Usually girls didn't know that trick.
"Well, you could always just sit on my lap." Miroku grinned.
"No!" Sango exclaimed. She shifted her footing nervously as she realized his eyes were aimed. "Well, fine." She sat down hesitantly. "I can't believe I'm doing this." She thought out loud.
"It's not that bad, is it?" He asked. She shivered at the feel of his breath against her neck.
"You're a really creepy person, do you know that?" She asked. He smiled.
"I'm not that bad." Miroku replied, wrapping his arms around Sango's waist.
"Yes you are!" She squealed, jumping out of his lap. "Look the train's stopped! Lets go." She rushed out of the train. Miroku smiled and followed.
~*~*~ AT THE RIGHT STATION~*~*~
Kagome jumped out of her seat as Inu-yasha got off the train.
"Inu-yasha!" She exclaimed. "YOU IDIOT! Do you know how worried I was that I would have to explain to your parents that you were lost in France. How the hell you could you fall asleep on the train?"
"I haven't slept for a day and a half! Do you expect me to be freaking perky?" Inu-yasha growled.
"It takes some idiot to fall asleep in the middle of the metro." She muttered.
"It takes some bitch not to notice that her tour is not with her anymore. I should have realized you were a self centered wench." He leered.
"You asshole!" She slapped him hard against the face. Inu-yasha reached up to touch the red hand mark that was forming on his cheek. They both just stared at each other for a few seconds. Warily, Inu-yasha broke the silence.
"So what are we doing next?" Inu-yasha asked.
"We're going to the Arch de Truimph." Kagome hised. She noted the lost look on Inu-yasha's face. "It's a huge arch that Napoleon built. We're gonna climb to the top. There's a good view of Paris."
"Top?" Inu-yasha asked a little nervously.
"Yeah. It's not that high though. There are only about one hundred and fifty steps." Kagome replied. "What's wrong?"
"N-nothing." Inu-yasha stuttered.
"Are you afraid of heights, Inu-yasha?" Kagome leaned in, smiling wickedly.
"No! Of course not." He replied, without conviction. Just at that moment Miroku and Sango got off the train, Sango looking pissed off and Miroku looking slightly more bruised and smiling. Sango leaned in to Kagome.
"Get him away. He's so freaking creepy." She whispered in French. Inu- yasha got up and Sango took his seat.
"He didn't seem that bad to me." Kagome replied.
"Well, you didn't sit in his lap."
"WHAT?"
"I had to."
"Well, he is pretty cute."
"He's a pervert!" Sango exclaimed.
"He seems like a nice guy. At least compared to the American pig."
"Oh come on. He's okay."
"He's so rude!"
"But he's cute too."
"You're kidding."
"Oh, you can be so stubborn as to not notice."
"Fine. He's cute I admit it." Kagome giggled. "Did you say that he's cute TOO?" Sango blushed. Kagome just laughed. Inu-yasha, who they both had forgotten spoke French (however badly) was blushing profusely. Miroku had a dreamy kind of look on his face and a huge grin.
They were all thinking one thing: it was going to be an interesting three days.
AN: So, what do you think? Expect about a chapter per week. It's all I can manage with my insane schedule. Review please!