A/N: Wow, back to work already... O.o Ah well, it's all good. Expect the possibility of another short on, as this was originally supposed to be part of the last chapter, but I really wanted to get what I had posted. Ah well.
Disclaimer: I own... uhh.... Well, let's start with what I don't own, which is inclusive of Inuyasha and anything else in this fic that belongs to someone else! o.o
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Kinetics:
Track 17: Whiskey in the Jar
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"Hmmm... I don't know... sounds suspicious to me," said Inuyasha thoughtfully.
"Well... she was my best friend. Why is it so hard to believe?"
"She just... doesn't seem like that kind of person to me..."
"Did I?"
"What's that supposed to mean?" Inuyasha asked, somewhat insulted.
"Did I seem like a very god person to you?" Kagome asked. It was an honest question.
"Well... not... really... Until California, that is," he added quickly.
"Then what makes you so sure about Sango?"
"Look, you asked for my opinion, and I'm just trying to give it to you," he said, a little bit too aggravated.
Kagome hmphfed. She wondered what to do next... "I just don't understand how you can be so... so judgmental," she said. Very much the wrong thing to say.
"What do you mean judgmental? It's not like I haven't known about her for a few years! I've had time to get to know how this person operates, and let me tell you, it's not in a very sincere manner!"
"Why are you yelling?" she asked, pure confusion in her voice.
"I'm just... tired. I gotta go," he said, turning abruptly and leaving, without so much as a second glance. Their first fight had been rather mild, but there was definitely damage done.
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It was a month after Sango had joined the group, and Inuyasha had been proven wrong. Sango got along with everyone quite well, and as Valentine's day grew near, she began taking more and more interest in Miroku. It was quite obvious that she liked him, a lot.
Inuyasha and Kagome were back on normal terms, although for some reason Inuyasha's pride never fully recovered. He seemed just a little bit quieter and a little more reserved with his thoughts than before, and no matter what Kagome did to try to cheer him up, he still seemed slightly depressed most of the time.
It was the week of Valentine's, and no one really had anything special planned. Inuyasha and Kagome were going to hang out and 'watch movies' together. Everyone knwe what this really meant, but they were all too afraid to vocalize it, for fear that Sesshoumaru was within earshot.
Lunchtime, the day before Valentine's day, Sango pulled Kagome aside. "Hey," she said, a polite grin plastered on her face, "do you think you could... umm..." she began to blush. Kagome looked curious as she continued, "Do you think you could... set me up... with Miroku?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well... we've never technically 'dated', and I was wondering if you could help me..."
"Sure thing! What do you need?"
"I only need you to give him this..." she said, handing her a pink note that reeked of perfume.
"Okay..." Kagome said, a slight hint of doubt present.
"Just slip it on his desk when he isn't looking, make it look almost as if it weren't intended for him, but just close enough to him that he'll be curious."
"Why do you need me to do it?"
"You sit closer to him in all of our classes," Sango reasoned. Deep down, part of her wanted to retch. But anything was okay, she reasoned, if it would bring Kagome back from this brainwashed state...
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Miroku suppressed a growl. AP Modern European History 2... his favourite class. What better way to spend the last half hour of his day than next to the schools most ignorant personality. That's right, Kouga Lupine himself. Another day, another hour of that moron pimping out his various battle scars and flexing his over-sized muscles to the girls.
Today, however, he was surprised to find an unmarked pink envelope, practically dripping with perfume, sitting, three quarters on his desk. The last remaining quarter was on Kouga's desk, but seeing as the dunce was nowhere in sight, he picked it up and quickly scanned it's contents. It was addressed to Kouga, as he had suspected, and read like your average mutual love note. He laughed at some of the parts, even more cheesy than Inuyasha and Kagome.
He was shocked when he found out just why.
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"Inuyasha!" a seemingly pissed off Miroku called down the hallway, where the ever-despondent boy stood, dropping off books in his locker and preparing to go home. "You gotta see this!"
"What?" asked the disinterested youth.
"Why are you always so down lately?" Miroku asked, temporarily forgetting about the matters at hand.
"I... think it was because of a serious blow to the pride I took a while back," he said shrugging, "I'll get over it eventually."
Miroku shook his head softly. No matter how strong willed a person was, they always had a weakness. Inuyasha's pride was easy to kill, for those who got an open shot at it.
"You're not gonna like this..." he said, handing the note to Inuyasha.
He sniffed it timidly. "This is Kagome's perfume..." he said, confused.
"Read it," Miroku commanded bluntly.
"My dear beloved...Oh god..." Inuyasha was torn in half. He re-read the line a dozen times, checking to see if he had read it correctly. "Why?" he asked simply, "Why, of all people, did it have to be Kouga?"
Miroku stood back as he witnessed a rare cycle of emotions. Fear, depression, sadness, mourning... they all flashed through the young boy's eyes. When at last the cycle stopped, it was in a scary place- Rage. Inuyasha screamed, and pounded his fist into a nearby locker, leaving a rather impressive dent. "FUCK!" he screamed, running down the hall. He needed to be somewhere, alone, where no one could find him. He didn't know exactly where he was going, as he pocketed the note and ran blindly through the streets. His heart was in turmoil, overriding his brain's rationale as he ran through the fields and into the nearby forests. He ran to a small cliff that he hadn't visited in a good 2 or three years, a place he had frequented as a child. It overlooked the river, and on top was a circle of boulders, large enough for a person to hide in comfortably for a few hours. Once inside the safety of hiding, he did something he rarely ever did.
He let the world see his tears.
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A/N: Wow... I think I'm going to be excruciatingly evil and end it there... expect the next chapter to be a lot longer. Also, I apologize for not being the greatest at stressing dramatic scenes... I'm just... not that good .
Anyway, yeah, I have a lot of homework to do, which is one of the main reasons why I'm cutting this short again. As such, I won't be able to start the Kinetics Mix CD Contest until the next chapter, which hopefully will be out either tomorrow or friday... o.o Ja!
Upcoming Chapters:
Hey Hey What Can I Do
Your Time is Gonna Come
Celebration Day
The Rain Song
Communication Breakdown
While My Guitar Gently Weeps
Over The Hills...
Yeah... that, as it stands, is the rest of Kinetics... I can't believe it's almost over... Oh well, that's what Sequels are for! ^.^
Also, be on the lookout for the next chapter of Lost Prophet sometime next week. I seriously doubt that fic will go over 5 chapters, but... yeah, it's still pretty cool, if you asked me.
Oh, one more thing. Let me make this completely and totally clear, for the last time: I AM MALE! Far too many reviews have I received from people under the notion that I am female... which I am not. I was born male, I grew up male, and godsdamnit, I'm a gunna die male! And proud of it too! Not to say there's anything wrong with females, of course, hehe... *nervously backs away from the mob of angry Women's Right's Activists* but I'm just saying, I am male, and there is no longer any excuse for mix-ups ^.^
Zoso!